I must Not trust Here to any; Bereav'd, Deceiv'd By so many: As one Undone By my losses; Comply Will I With my crosses; Yet still I will Not be grieving, Since thence And hence Comes relieving. But this Sweet is In our mourning; Times bad And sad Are a-turning: And he Whom we See dejected, Next day We may See erected. 994. MORE MODEST, MORE MANLY. 'Tis still observ'd those men most valiant are, That are most modest ere they come to war. 995. NOT TO COVET MUCH WHERE LITTLE IS THE CHARGE. Why should we covet much, whenas we know W'ave more to bear our charge than way to go? 996. ANACREONTIC VERSE. Brisk methinks I am, and fine When I drink my cap'ring wine: Then to love I do incline, When I drink my wanton wine: And I wish all maidens mine, When I drink my sprightly wine: Well I sup and well I dine, When I drink my frolic wine; But I languish, lower, and pine, When I want my fragrant wine. 998. PATIENCE IN PRINCES. _Kings must not use the axe for each offence: Princes cure some faults by their patience._ 999. FEAR GETS FORCE. _Despair takes heart, when there's no hope to speed: The coward then takes arms and does the deed._ 1000. PARCEL-GILT POETRY. Let's strive to be the best; the gods, we know it, Pillars and men, hate an indifferent poet. 1001. UPON LOVE, BY WAY OF QUESTION AND ANSWER. I bring ye love: _Quest._ What will love do? _Ans._ Like and dislike ye. I bring ye love: _Quest._ What will love do? _Ans._ Stroke ye to strike ye. I bring ye love: _Quest._ What will love do? _Ans._ Love will befool ye. I bring ye love: _Quest._ What will love do? Ans. Heat ye to cool ye. I bring ye love: _Quest._ What will love do? _Ans._ Love gifts will send ye. I bring ye love: _Quest._ What will love do? _Ans._ Stock ye to spend ye. I bring ye love: _Quest._ What will love do? _Ans._ Love will fulfil ye. I bring ye love: _Quest._ What will love do? _Ans._ Kiss ye to kill ye. 1002. TO THE LORD HOPTON, ON HIS FIGHT IN CORNWALL. Go on, brave Hopton, to effectuate that Which we, and times to come, shall wonder at. Lift up thy sword; next, suffer it to fall, And by that one blow set an end to all. 1003. HIS GRANGE. How well contented in this private grange Spend I my life, that's subject unto change: Under whose roof with moss-work wrought, there I Kiss my brown wife and black posterity. _Grange_, a farmstead. 1004. LEPROSY IN HOUSES.