Randolph, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written 1630 [licensed for stage, Nov 25] (Annals) moral · King's Revels Company unassigned nearest T37 Riches, poverty and covetousness · 464 words
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That is indeed a Prospect fit for me. He cannot see a stock or stone, but presently He wishes to be turned to one of those. I have another humour, I cannot see A fat voluptuous sow with full delight Wallow in dirt, but I do wish myself Transformed into that blessed Epicure. Or when I view the hot salacious sparrow Renew his pleasures with fresh appetite, I wish myself that little bird of Love. It shows you a man of a soft moving clay, Not made of flint; Nature has been bountiful To provide pleasures, and shall we be niggards At plenteous boards? He's a discourteous guest That will observe a diet at a feast. When Nature thought the earth alone too little To find us meat, and therefore stored the air With winged creatures, not contented yet She made the water fruitful to delight us. Nay I believe the other Element too Doth nurse some curious dainty for man's food, If we would use the skill to catch the Salamander: Did she do this to have us eat with temperance? Or when she gave so many different Odours Of spices, unguents, and all sorts of flowers, She cried not— stop your noses: would she give us So sweet a choir of winged Musicians To have us deaf? or when she placed us here, Here in a Paradise, where such pleasing prospects So many ravishing colours entice the eye, Was it to have us wink? when she bestowed So powerful faces, such commanding beauties On many glorious Nymphs, was it to say Be chaste and continent? Not to enjoy All pleasures, and at full, were to make nature Guilty of that she ne'er was guilty of, A vanity in her works. A learned Lecture! 'tis fit such grave and solid arguments Have their reward— here— half of my estate T'invent a pleasure never tasted yet, That I may be the first shall make it stale. Within Sir is a Glass, that by reflection Doth show the image of all sorts of pleasures That ever yet were acted, more variety Than Aretine's pictures. I'll see the jewel; For though to do, most moves my appetite, I love to see, as well as act delight. These are the things indeed the stage doth teach, Dear heart, what a foul sink of sins run here! Insooth it is the common shore of lewdness. These are Aneleutherus an illiberal Niggardly Usurer, that will sell heaven to purchase Earth. That, his son Asotus, a profuse Prodigal, that will sell earth to buy Hell. The extremes of Liberality which prescribes a mediocrity in the Getting and Spending of Riches. Come boy, go with me to the Scriveners, go, I was in hope you would have said a Bawdy house.
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That is indeed a Prospect fit for mee. He cannot see a stock or stone, but presently He wishes to be turn'd to one of those. I have another humor, I cannot see A fat voluptuous sow with full delight Wallow in dirt, but I doe wish my selfe Transform'd into that blessed Epicure. Or when I view the hot salacious sparrow Renew his pleasures with fresh appetite, I wish my selfe that litle bird of Love. It shewes you a man of a soft moving clay, Not made of flint; Nature has been bountifull To provide pleasures, and shall wee be niggards At plenteous boards? He's a discourteous guest That will observe a diet at a feast. When Nature thought the earth alone too litle To find us meat, and therefore stor'd the aire With winged creatures, not contented yet Shee made the water fruitfull to delight us. Nay I believe the other Element too Doth nurse some curious dainty for mans food, If we would use the skill to catch the Salamander: Did she doe this to have us eat with temperance? Or when she gave so many different Odors Of spices, unguents, and all sorts of flowers, Shee cry'd not—stop your noses: would she give us So sweet a quire of wing'd Musitians To have us deafe? or when shee plac'd us here, Here in a Paradice, where such pleasing prospects So many ravishing colours entice the eye, Was it to have us winke? when she bestow'd So powrefull faces, such commanding beauties On many glorious Nymphs, was it to say Be chast and continent? Not to enjoy All pleasures, and at full, were to make nature Guilty of that she nere was guilty of, A vanity in her works. A learned Lecture! Tis fit such grave and solid arguments Have their reward—here—halfe of my estate T'invent a pleasure never tasted yet, That I may be the first shall make it stale. Within Sir is a Glasse, that by reflexion Doth shew the image of all sorts of pleasures That ever yet were acted, more variety Then Aretines pictures. Ile see the Iewell; For though to doe, most moves my appetite, I love to see, as well as act delight. These are the things indeed the stage doth teach, Dear heart, what a foule sinke of sinnes runne here! Insooth it is the common shore of lewdnesse. These are Aneleutherus an illiberall Niggardly Vsurer, that will sell heaven to purchase Earth. That, his sonne Asotus, a profuse Prodigall, that will sell earth to buy Hell. The extreames of Liberality which prescribes a mediocrity in the Geting and Spending of Riches. Come boy, goe with me to the Scriveners, goe, I was in hope you would have said a Bawdy house.