Shame forc'd the fay, the matter that was mine,
But the Spirits by which it acts are thine:
Thou speakest Truth, and I can fay no less,
Thy heat doth much, I candidly confefs;
Yet without oftentation I may fay,

I do as much for thee another way:'
And though I grant, thou art my helper here,
No debtor I because it's paid elfe where.
With all your flourishes, now Sifters three
Who is't that dare, or can, compare with me,

fo

My excellencies are so great, so many,

I am confounded; fore I fpeak of any:

The brain's the nobleft member all allow,

Its form and Scituation will avow,

Its Ventricles, Membranes and wondrous net,
Galen, Hippocrates drive to a fet;

That Divine Offpring" the immortal Soul
Though it in all, and every part be whole,
Within this stately place of eminence,
Doth doubtless keep its mighty refidence.
And furely, the Soul fenfitive here lives,

Which life and motion to each creature gives,

The Conjugation of the parts, to th' braine

Doth fhew, hence flow the pow'rs which they retain Within this high Built Cittadel, doth lye

The Reason, fancy, and the memory;

But yet thou art as much, I truly fay,
Beholding unto me another way.

"Effence.

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The faculty of speech doth here abide,
The Spirits animal, from hence do flide:
The five most noble Senfes here do dwell;
Of three it's hard to fay, which doth excell.
This point now to difcufs, 'longs not to me,
I'le touch the fight, great'ft wonder of the three;
The optick Nerve, Coats, humours all are mine,
The watry, glaffie, and the Chrystaline;

O mixture ftrange! O colour colourless,
Thy perfect temperament who can express:
He was no fool who thought the foul lay there,
Whence her affections paffions speak fo clear.
O good, O bad, O true, O traiterous eyes
What wonderments within your Balls there lyes,
Of all the Senfes fight fhall be the Queen;

Yet fome may wish, O had mine eyes ne're seen.
Mine, likewise is the marrow, of the back,
Which runs through all the Spondles of the rack,
It is the substitute o'th royal brain,
All Nerves, except feven pair, to it retain.
And the strong Ligaments from hence arise,
Which joynt to joynt, the intire body tyes.
Some other parts there iffue from the Brain,
Whose worth and use to tell, I must refrain:

Some curious learned Crooke,* may these reveal But modefty, hath charg'd me to conceal

Here's my Epitome of excellence:

For what's the Brains is mine by Confequence.

A foolish brain (quoth Choler) wanting heat

But a mad one fay I, where 'tis too great,

Phrenfie's worse then folly, one would more glad

With a tame fool converse then with a mad;

For learning then my brain is not the fittest,
Nor will I yield' that Choler is the wittiest.

Thy judgement is unfafe, thy fancy little,
For memory the fand is not more brittle;
Again, none's fit for Kingly statea but thou,
If Tyrants be the beft, I le it allow:

But if love be as requifite as fear,

Then thou and I must make a mixture here.
Well to be brief, I hope now Cholers laid,
And I'le pass by what Sifter fanguine said.

To Melancholy I le make no reply,

The worst she said was inftability,

And too much talk, both which I here confess

A warning good, hereafter I'le fay lefs.

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Let's now be friends; its time our spight were spent,

Left we too late this rafhness do repent,
Such premises will force a fad conclufion,
Unless we agree, all falls into confufion.
Let Sangine with her hot hand Choler hold,
To take her moist my moisture will be bold:
My cold, cold melancholy hand shall clasp;
Her dry, dry Cholers other hand fhall grafp.

w faith.

y Ne're did I heare.
a place.

Then, my head for learning.

z was.

b Melanchollies.

Two hot, two moift, two cold, two dry here be,
A golden Ring, the Pofey VNITY.

Nor jarrs nor fcoffs, let none hereafter see,
But all admire our perfect Amity

Nor be difcern'd, here's water, earth, air, fire,

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But here a compact body, whole intire.

This loving counsel pleas'd them all fo well

That flegm was judg'd for kindnefs to excell.

Of the four Ages
of Man.

O now four other act upon the stage,

L°

Childhood and Youth, the Manly & Old age;
The first fon unto flegm, Grand-child to water,
Unstable, fupple, cold and moift's his nature.
The fecond frolick, claims his pedegree
From blood and air, for hot and moift is he.
The third of fire and Choler is compos'd
Vindicative and quarrelfome difpos'd.
The laft of earth, and heavy melancholy,
Solid, hating all lightness and all folly.

Childhood was cloth'd in white & green to show
His fpring was intermixed with fome fnow:

Upon his head nature a Garland fet

Of Primrose, Daizy & the Violet.

Such cold mean flowrs the fpring puts forth betime [44] Before the fun hath throughly heat the clime.

His Hobby ftriding did not ride but run,

And in his hand an hour-glafs new begun,

cacts.

d given.

(as thefe) bloffome. f warm'd.