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Melior vigilantia somno. Stand not amazed good man, for what appears shall add to thy content, be void of fears, I am the shadow of rich Kingly Croesus, Sent by his greatness from the lower world To make thee mighty, and to sway on earth By thy abundant store, as he himself doth In Elysium; how he reigneth there, His shadow will unfold, give thou then ear. In Under-air where fair Elizum stands Beyond the river styled Acheron, He hath a Castle built of Adamant; Not framed by vain enchantment, but there fixed, By the all burning hands of warlike spirits, Whose windows are composed of purest crystal, And decked within with oriental pearls: There the great spirit of Croesus' royal self, Keeps his abode in joyous happiness; He is not tortured there as Poets feign With molten gold and sulphury flames of fire, Or any such molesting perturbation; But there reputed as a demi-god, Feasting with Pluto and his Proserpine, Night after night with all delicious cates, With greater glory than seven kingdoms states. Now further know the cause of my appearance, The kingly Croesus having by fame's trump, Heard that thy loved desires stand affected To the obtaining of abundant wealth, Sends me his shade, thus much to signify, That if thou wilt become famous on earth, he'll give to thee even more than infinite; And after death with him thou shalt partake The rare delights beyond the Stygian lake. Great Croesus' shadow may dispose of me to what he pleaseth. So speaks obediency. For which i'll raise thy lowly thoughts as high, As Croesus were in his mortality; Stand then undaunted whilst I raise those spirits, By whose laborious task and industry, Thy treasure shall abound and multiply. What would then Croesus list to fill Some mortal's coffers up with gold, Changing the silver it doth hold: By that pure mettle if't be so, By the infernal gates I swear, Where Radamanth doth domineer: By Cresus' name and by his castle, Where winter nights he keepeth wassail; By Demogorgon and the fates, And by all these low country states; That after knowledge of thy mind, Ascarion like the swift paced wind, Will fly to finish thy command. Take then this silver out of hand, And bear it to the River Tagus, Beyond th'abode of Archi Magus; Whose golden sands upon it cast, Transform it into gold at last: Which being effected straight return, And sudden too, or I will spurn This trunk of thine into the pit, Where all the hellish furies sit, Scratching their eyes out quick begone. Swifter in course then doth the Sun. How fairest thou mortal be? not terrified At these infernal motions, know that shortly Great Croesus' ghost shall in the love he bears thee, Give thee sufficient power by thy own worth, To raise such spirits. Croesus is much too liberal in his favour, To one so far desertless as poor Hog.
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Melior vigilantia ſomno. Stand not amaz'd good man, for what appeares ſhall adde to thy content, be voide of feares, I am the ſhaddow of rich Kingly Creſſus, Sent by his greatnes from the lower world To make thee mighty, and to ſway on earth By thy aboundant ſtore, as he himſelfe doth In Elizium; how he raigneth there, His ſhaddow will vnfold, giue thou then eare. In Vnder-ayre where faire Elizum ſtands Beyond the riuer ſtiled Acharon, He hath a Caſtle built of Adamant; Not fram'd by vaine enchauntment, but there fixt, By the all burning hands of warlike ſpirits, Whoſe windowes are compos'd of pureſt chriſtall, And deckt within with orientall pearles: There the great ſpirit of Creſſus royall ſelfe, Keepes his abode in ioyous happineſſe; He is not tortur'd there as Poets feine With molten gold and ſulphrie flames of fire, Or any ſuch moleſting perturbation; But there reputed as a demy-god, Feaſting with Pluto and his Proſerpine, Night after night with all delicious cates, With greater glory then ſeauen kingdomes ſtates. Now further know the cauſe of my appearance, The kingly Creſſus hauing by fames trumpe, Heard that thy lov'd deſires ſtand affected To the obtaining of aboundant wealth, Sends me his ſhade, thus much to ſignifie, That if thou wilt become famous on earth, Heele giue to thee euen more then infinite; And after death with him thou ſhalt pertake The rare delights beyond the ſtigian lake. Great Creſſus ſhaddow may diſpoſe of me to what hee pleaſeth. So ſpeakes obediency. For which ile raiſe thy lowly thoughts as high, As Creſſus were in his mortality; Stand then vndaunted whil'ſt I raiſe thoſe ſpirits, By whoſe laborious taske and induſtry, Thy treaſure ſhall abound and multiply. What would then Creſus liſt to fill Some mortals cofers vp with gold, Chaunging the ſiluer it doth hold: By that pure mettle ift be ſo, By the infernall gates I ſweare, Where Radamanth doth dominere: By Creſus name and by his caſtle, Where winter nights he keepeth waſſell; By Demogorgon and the fates, And by all theſe low country ſtates; That after knowledge of thy minde, Aſcarion like the ſwift pac't winde, Will flye to finiſh thy commaund. Take then this ſiluer out of hand, And beare it to the Riuer Tagus, Beyond th'aboade of Archi Magus; Whoſe golden ſands vpon it caſt, Transforme it into gold at laſt: Which being effected ſtraight retourne, And ſuddaine too, or I will ſpurne This truncke of thine into the pit, Where all the helliſh furies ſit, Scratching their eyes out quicke begon. Swifter in courſe then doth the Sunne. How fair'ſt thou mortall be? not terrified At theſe infernall motions, know that ſhortly Great Creſſus ghoſt ſhall in the loue he beares thee, Giue thee ſufficient power by thy owne worth, To raiſe ſuch ſpirits. Creſſus is much too liberall in his fauour, To one ſo farre deſertleſſe as poore Hog.