Command the roof, great Genius, and from thence Into this house pour down thy influence, That through each room a golden pipe may run Of living water by thy benison. Fulfill the larders, and with strengthening bread Be evermore these bins replenished. Next, like a bishop consecrate my ground, That lucky fairies here may dance their round; And after that, lay down some silver pence The master's charge and care to recompense. Charm then the chambers, make the beds for ease, More than for peevish, pining sicknesses. Fix the foundation fast, and let the roof Grow old with time but yet keep weather-proof. 724. HIS GRANGE, OR PRIVATE WEALTH. Though clock, To tell how night draws hence, I've none, A cock I have to sing how day draws on. I have A maid, my Prew, by good luck sent To save That little Fates me gave or lent. A hen I keep, which creeking day by day, Tells when She goes her long white egg to lay. A goose I have, which with a jealous ear Lets loose Her tongue to tell that danger's near. A lamb I keep, tame, with my morsels fed, Whose dam An orphan left him, lately dead. A cat I keep that plays about my house, Grown fat With eating many a miching mouse. To these A Tracy[A] I do keep whereby I please The more my rural privacy; Which are But toys to give my heart some ease; Where care None is, slight things do lightly please. _My Prew_, Prudence Baldwin. _Creeking_, clucking. _Miching_, skulking. [A] His spaniel. (Note in the original edition.) 725. GOOD PRECEPTS OR COUNSEL. In all thy need be thou possess'd Still with a well-prepared breast; Nor let the shackles make thee sad; Thou canst but have what others had. And this for comfort thou must know Times that are ill won't still be so. Clouds will not ever pour down rain; _A sullen day will clear again_. First peals of thunder we must hear, Then lutes and harps shall stroke the ear. 726. MONEY MAKES THE MIRTH. When all birds else do of their music fail, Money's the still sweet-singing nightingale. 727. UP TAILS ALL. Begin with a kiss, Go on too with this; And thus, thus, thus let us smother Our lips for awhile, But let's not beguile Our hope of one for the other. This play, be assur'd, Long enough has endur'd, Since more and more is exacted; For Love he doth call For his _uptails all_; And that's the part to be acted.