When some did seeke _Arion_ to have drown’d, He, with a dreadlesse heart his Temples crown’d; And, when to drench him in the Seas they meant, He playd on his melodious _Instrument_; To shew, that _Innocence_ disdayned Feare, Though to be swallow’d in the _Deeps_ it were. Nor did it perish: For, upon her Backe A _Dolphin_ tooke him, for his _Musick’s_ sake: To intimate, that _Vertue_ shall prevaile With _Bruitish_ Creatures, if with _Men_ it faile. Most vaine is then their Hope, who dreame they can Make wretched, or undoe, an _Honest-Man_: For, he whom Vertuous _Innocence_ adornes, Insults o’re _Cruelties_; and, _Perill_ scornes. Yea, that, by which, Men purpose to _undoe_ him, (In their despight) shall bring great _Honours_ to him. _Arion_-like, the Malice of the _World_, Hath into _Seas_ of _Troubles_ often hurl’d Deserving Men, although no Cause they had, But that their _Words_ and _Workes_ sweet _Musicke_ made. Of all their outward Helps it hath bereft them; Nor meanes, nor hopes of Comfort have beene left them; But such, as in the House of _Mourning_ are, And, what _Good-Conscience_ can afford them there. Yet, _Dolphin-like_, their _Innocence_ hath rear’d Their Heads above those _Dangers_ that appear’d. _God_ hath vouchsaf’d their harmelesse _Cause_ to heed, And, ev’n in Thraldome, so their Hearts hath freed, That, whil’st they seem’d oppressed and forlorne; They _Ioyd_, and _Sung_, and _Laugh’d the World to scorne_. _A =Foole=, in =Folly= taketh Paine, Although he labour still in vaine._ [Illustration: AD SCOPVM LICET ÆGRE ET FRVSTRA ILLVSTR. XI. _Book. 1._]