Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T25: feare, kings, power, princes, lawes, loue, state, downe, honor, men.
But where the Better rules the Greater part, And reason onely is the Princes Art; There, as in Margents of great volum'd Bookes, The little notes, whereon the Reader lookes, Oft aide his ouerpressed memory, Vnto the Authors sense where he would be: So doe true Counsellors assist good Kings, And helpe their Greatnesse on, with little things. Honor, in chiefe, our Oath is to vphold, That by no trafficke it be bought, or sold. Else looke what brings that dainty Throne-worke downe; Addes not, but still takes something from a Crowne. Proffit, and her true Mine, Frugality, Incident likewise to our Office be: As husbanding the Scepters spreading right, To stretch it selfe, yet not grow infinite; Or with Prerogatiue to Tyrannize, Whose workes proue oft more absolute, than wise. Not mastering Lawes, which freedome interrupts; Nor moulding Pulpits, which is to corrupt, And helpe Change in; whose vanity still tends To worke immortall things to mortall ends. But our part is to keepe the Iustice free, As equall peising liberality; Which both contents the People that receiues, And Princely giuer more enabled leaues. Likewise with forraigne States we keepe respect By diligence, which seldome findesneglect. In Treaties still concluding mutuall good; Since no one byas'd Contracteuer stood. In Complements we striue to hold such measure, That outward forme consume not inward treasure. For betwixt Man, and Man; 'twixt King and Kings; Our place should offer well-digested things. Else as those Crudities, which doe remaine Within the body, all Complexions staine: So doth aduantage betweene State, and State, Though finely got, yet proue vnfortunate: And oft Disorder like in gouernment, Leaue euen those that prosper, discontent. But is our great Lords Character like these? Are disproportion'd humors made to please? Can Parricide, euen vnto Nature treason, Draw any true line from, Mans Zenith, Reason? Then how can Vice, in this confus'd estate, Long scape the doome of neuer-sparing Fate? For, as we see, when sicknesse deeply roots, Meat, drinke, and drugges alike doe little boot; Because all what should either nurse, or cure, As master'd by diseases, grow impure: So when Excesse (the maladie of Might) Hath (Dropsy -like) drown'd all the stiles of right, Then doth Obedience (else the food of Power) Helpe on that dropsie Canker to deuoure. In which craz'd times, woe worth foreseeing wit, Which marre it selfe may, cannot helpe with it. For as those Kings that conquer neighbour Nations, First by the sword make Chaos of Creations; Then, Spider -like a curious netting spinne, Inuisible, to catch Inferiors in: So when the Art of powerfull Tyrannie Hath vndermin'd mans natiue libertie; Then, like Lords absolute of words, and deeds, They soone change weeds to herbs, and herbs to weeds. Which ouer-winding while the People feare, Can Tyrants hope of Sanctuarie there? O●● when this feare hath tied Mens mindes together, Proues this a storme, or constant Winter-weather? Againe, when Selfenesse hath mens hearts estrang'd, Is not one Soueraigne soone to many chang'd? Lastly, where absolute seemes only wise,
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But where the Better rules the Greater part, And reason onely is the Princes Art; There, as in Margents of great volum'd Bookes, The little notes, whereon the Reader lookes, Oft aide his ouerpressed memory, Vnto the Authors sense where he would be: So doe true Counsellors assist good Kings, And helpe their Greatnesse on, with little things. Honor, in chiefe, our Oath is to vphold, That by no trafficke it be bought, or sold. Else looke what brings that dainty Throne-worke downe; Addes not, but still takes something from a Crowne. Proffit, and her true Mine, Frugality, Incident likewise to our Office be: As husbanding the Scepters spreading right, To stretch it selfe, yet not grow infinite; Or with Prerogatiue to Tyrannize, Whose workes proue oft more absolute, than wise. Not mastering Lawes, which freedome interrupts; Nor moulding Pulpits, which is to corrupt, And helpe Change in; whose vanity still tends To worke immortall things to mortall ends. But our part is to keepe the Iustice free, As equall peising liberality; Which both contents the People that receiues, And Princely giuer more enabled leaues. Likewise with forraigne States we keepe respect By diligence, which seldome findesneglect. In Treaties still concluding mutuall good; Since no one byas'd Contracteuer stood. In Complements we striue to hold such measure, That outward forme consume not inward treasure. For betwixt Man, and Man; 'twixt King and Kings; Our place should offer well-digested things. Else as those Crudities, which doe remaine Within the body, all Complexions staine: So doth aduantage betweene State, and State, Though finely got, yet proue vnfortunate: And oft Disorder like in gouernment, Leaue euen those that prosper, discontent. But is our great Lords Character like these? Are disproportion'd humors made to please? Can Parricide, euen vnto Nature treason, Draw any true line from, Mans Zenith, Reason? Then how can Vice, in this confus'd estate, Long scape the doome of neuer-sparing Fate? For, as we see, when sicknesse deeply roots, Meat, drinke, and drugges alike doe little boot; Because all what should either nurse, or cure, As master'd by diseases, grow impure: So when Excesse (the maladie of Might) Hath (Dropsy-like) drown'd all the stiles of right, Then doth Obedience (else the food of Power) Helpe on that dropsie Canker to deuoure. In which craz'd times, woe worth foreseeing wit, Which marre it selfe may, cannot helpe with it. For as those Kings that conquer neighbour Nations, First by the sword make Chaos of Creations; Then, Spider-like a curious netting spinne, Inuisible, to catch Inferiors in: So when the Art of powerfull Tyrannie Hath vndermin'd mans natiue libertie; Then, like Lords absolute of words, and deeds, They soone change weeds to herbs, and herbs to weeds. Which ouer-winding while the People feare, Can Tyrants hope of Sanctuarie there? O when this feare hath tied Mens mindes together, Proues this a storme, or constant Winter-weather? Againe, when Selfenesse hath mens hearts estrang'd, Is not one Soueraigne soone to many chang'd? Lastly, where absolute seemes only wise,