thy Harvesters together, and down with those proud Summer Lords when they are at highest. Wouldest thou have _Subsidies_ paid thee? the _Plough_ sends thee in Corn, the _Meadow_ gives thee her pasture, the Trees pay thee custome with their fruit, the _Ox_ bestows upon thee his labor, the _Sheep_ his wooll, the _Cow_ her milk, the _Fowles_ their Feathers, &c. Doest thou call for _Musick_? no Prince in the world keeps more skilful musitians, the Birds are thy Consort, and the winde instruments they play upon yield ten thousand tunes. Thus went I on contemplating the Summers pride and the Earths bravery, and from them both concluded the great felicity of a Country life, as if the one would never fade, and the other always endure; resolving in my thoughts never to see _London_ again, being ravished with the delights of the verdant fields, and enamour’d on the beauties of the Spring, accounting none truly happy, but he who enjoyed the felicities of a Country life; Is he addicted to study, Heaven is the Library; the Sun, Moon and Stars his books to teach him _Astronomy_, that great volume his _Ephemerides_ out of which he may Calculate predictions of times to follow; yea in the very clouds are written lessons of _Divinity_ for him to instruct him in wisdome, the turning over their leaves, teach him the variation of seasons, & how to dispose his business for all weathers, who therefore would not consume his youth in such delightfull studies, that have power in them to keep off old age longer than it would? or when old age doth come, is able to give it the livelyhood and vigour of youth? who would not rather sit at the foot of a hill, tending a flock of sheep, than at the helm of Authority, controuling the stubborn and unruly multitude? Better it is in the solitary woods and in the wilde fields, to be a man among _Beasts_, than in the midst of a peopled City, to be a _Beast_ amongst men.