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Where wilt thou appeal? power of the courts below
Flows from the first main head; and these can throw
Thee, if they suck thee in, to misery,
To fetters, halters. But if th'injury
Steel thee to dare complain, alas! thou go'st
Against the stream, upwards, when thou art most 5a
Heavy and most faint; and in these labours they,
'Gainst whom thou should'st complain, will in thy way
Become great seas, o'er which, when thou shalt be
Forc'd to make golden bridges, thou shalt see
That all thy gold was drown'd in them before.
All things follow their like, only who have may 'have
Judges are gods; and he who made them so [more.
Meant not men should be forc'd to them to go
By means of angels. When supplications
We send to God, to dominations, . 60
Powers, cherubins, and all heaven's courts, if we
Should pay fees, as here, daily bread would be
Scarce to kings; so 'tis. Would ix not anger
A Stoic, a coward, yea, a martyr,
To see a pursuivant come in, and call
All his clothes Copes, books Primers, and all
His plate Chalices; and mis-take them away,
And ask a fee for coming? Oh! ne'er may
Fair Law's white rev'rend name be strumpeted,
To warrant thefts: she is established f»
Recorder to Destiny on earth, and she
Speaks Fate's words, and tells who must be
Sat. VI. SATIHE8. .113
Rich, who poor, who in chairs, and who in gaols:
Men write that love and reason disagree,
1?4 SATIRES. Sit. PI.
Thou say'st she's wise and witty, fair and free;
All these are reasons why she should scorn thee.
Thou dost protest thy love, and wouldst it show
By matching her, as she would match her foe;
And wouldst persuade her to n worse offence
Than that whereof thou didst accuse her wench. 10
Reason there 's none for thee, but thou may'st vex
Her with example. Say, for fear her sex
Shun her she needs must change: I do not see
How reason e'er can bring that must to thee.
Thou art a match a justice to rejoice,
Fit to be his, and not his daughter's choice.
Dry'd with his threats she'd scarcely stay with thee,
And wouldst th' have this to chuse thee, being free?
Go, then, and punish some soon gotten sluff;
For her dead husband this hath mourn'd enough 10
In hating thee. Thou may'st one like this meet;
For spite take her, prove kind, make thy breath sweet:
Let het See she 'hath cause, and to bring to thee
Honest children, let her dishonest be.
If she be a widow, I'll warrant her
She '11 thee before her first husband prefer;
And will wish thou had'st had her maidenhead,
(She Ml love thee so) for then thou hadst been dead.
But thou such strong love and weak reasons hast,
Thou must thrive there, or ever live disgrae'd. 30
Yet pause a while, and thou mayst live to see
A time to come wherein she may beg thee.
On Frederick Count Palanne of the Rattle, and the Lady Eli2abeth, biing married on St. Valentine's day.
I. Hail, Bishop Valentine! whose day this is, All the air is thy diocese, And all the chirping choristers And other birds are thy parishioners: Thou marry'st every year The lyric lark and the grave whispering dove; The sparrow, that neglects his life for love, The household bird with the red stomacher; Thou mak'st the black-bird s.ccd as soon As duth the goldfinch or the halcyon; The husband cock looks out, and strait is sped, And meets his wife, which brings her feathcr.bed. This day more chearfully than ever shine; This day, which might inflame thyself, old Valentii