Some Men, when for their Actions they procure A likely colour, (be it nere so vaine) Proceede as if their _Projects_ were as sure, As when _Sound Reason_ did their Course maintayne: And these not much unlike those _Children_ are, Who through a _Storme_ advent’ring desp’rately, Had rather on their Heads, a _Sive_ to beare, Then _Cov’rings_, that may serve to keepe them drye. For, at a distance that perchance is thought A helpfull _Shelter_; and, yet, proves to those Who neede the same, a _Toy_, which profits nought; Because, each drop of Raine quite through it, goes. So, they, whose foolish _Projects_, for a while, Doe promise their _Projectors_ hopefull ends, Shall finde them, in the _Tryall_, to beguile; And, that both _Shame_ and _Want_, on them attends. Such like is their estate, who, (to appeare _Rich-men_ to others) doe, with Inward-payne, A gladsome out-ward _Port_ desire to beare; Though they at last nor _Wealth_ nor _Credit_ gaine. And, such are all those _Hypocrites_, who strive False _Hearts_ beneath _Faire-spoken Words_ to hyde: For, they o’revaile themselves but with a _Sive_, Through which, their purposes at length are spyde. And, then, they either woefully-lament Their _Brutish-folly_, or so hardned grow In Sinning, that they never can repent, Nay, jest and scoffe at their owne Overthrow. But no false _Vaile_ can serve (when _God_ will smite) To save a _Scorner_, or an _Hypocrite_. _=Death= no =Losse=, but rather, =Gaine=; For wee by =Dying=, =Life= attaine._ [Illustration: MORS VITÆ INITIVM. ILLVSTR. XXI. _Book. 1._]