The Complete Poems of Sir John Davies. Volume 1 of 2.Davies, John, Sir
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The Complete Poems of Sir John Davies. Volume 1 of 2.
Davies, John, Sir
Davies, John, Sir, 1569-1626; English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700
Yet if _Affliction_ once her warres begin,
And threat the feebler _Sense_ with sword and fire;
The _Minde_ contracts her selfe and shrinketh in,
And to her selfe she gladly doth retire:
As _Spiders_ toucht, seek their webs inmost part;
As _bees_ in stormes vnto their hiues returne;
As bloud in danger gathers to the heart;
As men seek towns, when foes the country burn.
If ought can teach vs ought, _Afflictions_ lookes,
(Making vs looke[83] into our selues so neere,)
Teach vs to _know our selues_ beyond all bookes,
Or all the learned Schooles that euer were.
This _mistresse_ lately pluckt me by the eare,
And many a golden lesson hath me taught;
Hath made my _Senses_ quicke, and Reason cleare,
Reform'd my Will and rectifide my Thought.
So doe the _winds_ and _thunders_ cleanse the ayre;
So working lees[84] settle and purge the wine;
So lop't and prunèd trees doe flourish faire;
So doth the fire the drossie gold refine.
Neither _Minerua_ nor the learnèd Muse,
Nor rules of _Art_, not _precepts_ of the wise;
Could in my braine those beames of skill infuse,
As but the glance of this _Dame's_ angry eyes.
She within _lists_[85] my ranging minde hath brought,
That now beyond my selfe I list[86] not goe;
My selfe am _center_ of my circling thought,
Onely _my selfe_ I studie, learne, and know.
I know my bodie's of so fraile a kind,
As force without, feauers within can kill;
I know the heauenly nature of my minde,
But 'tis corrupted both in wit and will:
I know my _Soule_ hath power to know all things,
Yet is she blinde and ignorant in all;
I know I am one of Nature's little kings,
Yet to the least and vilest things am thrall.
I know my life's a paine and but a span,
I know my _Sense_ is mockt with euery thing:
And to conclude, I know my selfe a MAN,
Which is a _proud_, and yet a _wretched_ thing.
[Footnote 81: In 1599 and 1608 more accurately 'sprites'. G.]
[Footnote 82: Davies and Southey substitute 'the mind'. G.]
[Footnote 83: Davies and Southey, as before, mis-substitute 'pry.' G.]
[Footnote 84: An overlooked misprint here is 'seas': found in all the
author's own editions, and repeated until now, _e.g._ by Thomas Davies
and Southey, as before. G.]
[Footnote 85: Bounds: as in Race-courses. G.]
[Footnote 86: Thoms Davies, as before, mis-reads 'will'. G.]
OF THE SOULE OF MAN AND THE IMMORTALITE THEREOF.
_The lights of heau'n_ (which are the World's fair eies)
Looke downe into the World, the World to see;
And as they turne, or wander in the skies,
Suruey all things that on this _Center_ bee.
And yet the _lights_ which in my _towre_ do shine,
Mine _eyes_ which view all obiects, nigh and farre;
Looke not into this little world of mine,
Nor see my face, wherein they fixèd are.
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