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What huge Antaeus may of conquest brag, Who overcomes a pygmy? or insults Over a simple wretch condemned to chains? May loves own Eagle stoop at stinking flies? And suffer Owls to penetrate the skies? Well did that mighty Indian dog deserve, Whom neither Buck, mad Bull, nor threatening Boar, Could from the kennel make to rise, before A stout courageous Lion, king of strength, Ireful enough, with vengeance in his jaws, Prepared for single combat; boldly then Like a resolved Champion forth he flew, And the Majestic Lion fiercely slew. Give me a man, whom neither multitude, Nor means to work revenge, can terrify; Who, though encompassed with corrival foes, Immured with adverse competitors, Left e'en amidst the circumventing jaws, Of greedy hounds, and hunter's policy; Can, like a whirlwind, in despite of those, Who with unequal faction dare oppose, Fly through the thickest, make their big-swollen maws, Level with stinking lakes, and ditches deep, Like a Colossus though they stood before. Who may esteem it an inglorious act, Rather who thinks the valour not divine, Which through a banded troup of enemies, Doth, like some bolt of thunder fly apace, And force withstanding objects to give place? Men of your size being urged with insolence. Of peevish statists emulating pride, (A humour most unnecessary ill) Should, like the murdering Chain-shot, drive downhill Castles and rocks, although impregnable, Make mountains stoop before you, rend up Oaks, Buffet large Atlas with incessant strokes, (Though the supporter of Olympus' frame) Till heaven and earth beg rescue for the same. Yet shallow greatmen, they must wisemen seem, For noble births do live by people's breath; Nor may the privilege of birth redeem Our estimation, subject still to death; be therefore wise (wisdom who dares condemn?) If not by nature, then by stratagem. thouart young (Hirudo) resolute and wise, A pliant apprehension soon will rise; Remember now thy natural good parts, Think if they serve to reconcile the doubt Of my ensuing mischief; prithee think, If thou darest venture boldly to remove My foes from bounty of Menander's love: Which, till the blinded King do abrogate, Each fool may from my fortunes derogate. Combine thy powers, and ingenious parts To salve the wound of my disgrace, which smarts. And be my creature; meditate withal Our now-declining joys to reinstall: And be my creature; satisfy the King By some corrupted means, or anything: And be my creature; may some new device, Purchased by Magic Art, and hellish prize, Wholly avert the puny king's belief From our opponents tales, which do in chief Poison my merits; o abolish those, And be my creature, or indeed dear slave I will be thine; do but employ some care To best advantage of thy agent-skill; Remember then, thou art my creature still. Know then I love thee Duke, and must prefer Thy fortunes, though I do confiscate all, Whom Gods will not relieve, invention shall. The King my brother? No, my brother clown, Malicious coxcomb, peevish Spartan-fool; Death brided? o my torments!
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What huge Antaus may of conquest brag, Who euercomes a Pigmey? or insults Ouer a simple wrecth condemn'd to chaines? May loues owne Eagle stoope at stinking flyes? And suffer Owles to penetrate the skies? Well did that mighty Indian dog deserue, Whom neither Bucke, mad Bull, nor threatning Boare, Could from the kennell make to rise, before A stout couragious Lyon, king of strength, Irefull enough, with vengeance in his iawes, Prepar'd for single combat; boldly then Like a resolued Champion forth he flew, And the Maiesticke Lyon fiercely slew. Giue me a man, whom neither multitude, Nor meanes to worke reuenge, can terrifie; Who, though incompass'd with corriuall foes, Immur'd with aduerse competitors, Left eu'n amidst the circumuenting Iawes, Of greedy hounds, and hunters policy; Can, like a whirle-winde, in despight of those, Who with vnaequall faction dare oppose, Fly through the thickest, make their big-swolne mawes, Leuell with stinking lakes, and ditches deepe, Like a Colossus though they stood before. Who may esteeme it an inglorious act, Rather who thinkes the valour not deuine, Which through a banded troope of enemies, Doth, like some bolt of thunder flye apace, And force withstanding obiects to giue place? Men of your size being vrg'd with insolence. Of peeuish statists aemulating pride, (A humor most vnnecessary ill) Should, like the murdering Chain-shot, driue downe-hill Castles and rockes, although impregnable, Make mountaines stoope before you, rend vp Okes, Buffet large Atlas with incessant strokes, (Though the supporter of Olympus frame) Till heau'n and earth begge rescue for the same. Yet shallow great-men, they must wise-men seeme, For noble births doe liue by peoples breath; Nor may the priuiledge of birth redeeme Our aestimation, subiect still to death; Bee theerfore wise (wisedome who dares condeme?) If not by nature, then by stratagem. Thou'art yong (Hirudo) resolute and wise, A plyant apprehension soone will rise; Remember now thy naturall good parts, Thinke if they serue to reconcile the doubt Of my ensuing mischiefe; prethee thinke, If thou dar'ft venture boldly to remoue My foes from bounty of Maenanders loue: Which, till the blinded King doe abrogate, Each foole may from my fortunes derogate. Combine thy powers, and ingenious parts To salue the wound of my disgrace, which smarts. And be my creature; meditate withall Our now-declining ioyes to re-install: And be my creature; satisfie the King By some corrupted meanes, or anything: And bee my creature; may some new deuise, Purchas'd by Magicke Art, and hellish prise, Wholly avert the puny Kings beliefe From our opponents tales, which doe in chiefe Poyson my merits; ô abolish those, And bee my creature, or indeed deere slaue I will bee thine; doe but imploy some care To best aduantage of thy agent-skill; Remember then, thou art my creature still. Know then I loue thee Duke, and must preferre Thy fortunes, though I doe confiscate all, Whom Gods will not releiue, inuention shall. The King my brother? No, my brother clowne, Malitious coxcombe, peeuish Spartan-foole; Death brided? ô my torments!