He but provides his purpose to prevent;
His name may perifh ere the monument:
For many a city built for future fame,

Has long out-liv'd the vanish'd founder's name.
By that tall pyramid, which does appear
The strongest pile that art did ever rear,
Egyptians now themselves like ftrangers pass,
And but in vain, ask who the artist was?
Ev'n of the learn'd but few fo curious feem
As to defire to know the name of him

For whom 'twas built: and both their aims have loft, One in his art, the other in his cost.

Sir W. Davenant.

CALAMIT Y

OH, Craterus, do not infult calamity,

It is a barb'rous grofnefs, to lay on
The weight of fcorn, where heavy misery
Too much already weighs mens fortunes down:
For if the cause be ill, I undergo

The law, and not reproach, must make it so.

Calamity, is man's true touch-ftone.

Daniel's Philotas.

Beaumont and Fletcher's Four Plays in one.

Cunning calamity!

That others grofs wits ufes to refine,

When I moft need it, dulls the edge of mine..

Beaumont and Fletcher's Honeft Man's Fortune.

Calamity, in Homer, barefoot goes;

Therefore, encountring hard and ftubborn men, She makes a lefs impreffion of her woes;

For fhe is bare-foot, and treads lightly then, But if with foft, and gentle fouls the meet, She dares more boldly trample with her feet.

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Aleyn's Henry VII.

How

How wifely fate ordain'd for human kind
Calamity which is the perfect glafs
Wherein we truly fee and know ourselves.
How juftly it created life but short!
For being incident to many griefs,

Had it been deftin'd to continue long,

Fate, to please fools, had done the wife great wrong. Sir W. Davenant's Law against Lovers.

Know, he that

Foretells his own calamity, and makes
Events before they come, twice over, doth
Endure the pains of evil destiny.

But we must trust to virtue, not to fate:

That may protect, whom cruel ftars will hate.

Sir W. Davenant's Diftreffes.

CARE.

There entring in, they found the good man felf,
Full bufily unto his work ybent;
Who was to weet, a wretched wearish elf,

With hollow eyes and rawbone cheeks forfpent,
As if he had in prifon long been pent:

Full black and griefly did his face appear,
Befmear'd with fincke that nigh his eye-fight blent;
With rugged beard, and hoary fhagged hair,
The which he never wont to comb, or comely fhear.

Rude was his garment, and to rags all rent,
Ne better had he, ne for better car'd:
With bliftring hands emongst the cinders brent,
And fingers filthy, with long nails unpar'd,
Right fit to rend the food, on which he far'd:
His name was Care; a blackfmith by his trade,
That neither day nor night from working fpar'd,
But to fmall purpofe iron wedges made;
Thofe be unquiet thoughts, that carefull minds invade.
Spenfer's Fairy Queen.

Sir Scudamore there entring, much admir'd
The manner of their work and weary pain;
And having long beheld, at laft enquir'd

The cause and end thereof: but all in vain ; For they, for nought would from their work refrain, Ne let his fpeeches come unto their ear;

And eke the breathfull bellows blew amain,

Like to the northern wind, that none could hear :
Thofe penfiveness did move, and fighs the bellows were
Spenfer's Fairy Queen,

Another fhape appears

Of greedy care, ftill brushing up the breers,
His knuckles knobb'd, his flesh deep dented in,
With tawed hands, and hardy tanned skin.

The morrow grey no fooner hath begun

To spread his light, ev'n peeping in our eyes, When he is up, and to his work yrun;

But let the night'sblack mifty mantles rife, And with foul durk never so much disguise The fair bright day, yet ceaseth he no while, But hath his candles to prolong his toil.

Sackville E. of Dorset, in the Mirror for Magiftrates Timely crooks that tree that will be a camock And young it pricks that will be a thorn; and Therefore he that began without care to Settle his Life, it is a fign without Amendment he will end it.

Lilly's Endimione

Thus, fometimes hath the brightest day a cloud;
And, after fummer, ever more fucceeds
Barren winter with his wrathful nipping cold; ;
So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet.

Shakespear's Second Part of King Henry VI

Care keeps his watch in ev'ry old man's eye,
And where care lodgeth, fleep will never lye...

Shakespear's Romeo and Juliet,

Care is no cure, but rather corrofive,
For things that are not to be remedy'd.

Shakespear's First Part of King Henry VI.

Care that is enter'd once into the breaft,

Will have the whole poffeffion ere it rest.

Johnfon's Tale of a Tub.

When enemies bid enemies take heed,
They truft not them, and yet they will beware;
For disadvantage grows of little care.

Lord Brook's Alabam.

In care they live, that must for many care;
And fuch the best, and greatest ever are.

Lord Brook's Alaham.

Although my cares do hang upon my foul
Like mines of lead, the greatnefs of my fpirit,
Shall shake the fullen weight off.

Glapthorne's Albertus Wallenftein.

Of all proceedings, in this great affair

We must not use our fortune, but our care.

Glapthorne's Albertus Wallenftein.

What blifs, what wealth, did e'er the world bestow
On man, but cares and fears attended it?

Yet who fo bafe, as to be freed from thofe,
Would throw away the highest blifs on earth?

May's Agrippina.
You now are deftin'd to more watchful care
Than fpies of faction, or the fcouts of war;
To care, which higher and more fwiftly flows,
Than that which from defign of conquest grows;
Such as may feem to other monarchs new ;
Care to reform those whom you might fubdue.
Sir W. Davenant.

Care, that in cloyfters only feals her eyes,

Which youth thinks folly, age as wisdom owns ; Fools by not knowing her, out-live the wife ;

She vifits cities, but fhe dwells in thrones.

Sir W. Davenant's Gondibert.

CAUSE.

I fay the caufe, and not the cafual speed,
Is to be weigh'd in ev'ry kind of deed.
This rule obferv'd, how many fhall we find
For virtue's fake with infamy oppr. ft?
How fome again through help of fortune blind,
For ill attempts atchiev'd, with honours bleft?
Success is worst oft times, when cause is beft:
Therefore fay I, God fend them forry haps,
That judge the causes by their after claps.

W. Baldwin in the Mirror for Magistrates. T'anticipate the cause which makes one great, Is the compendious way to make one lefs. When causes stop, effects do make a pause, And perish in the ruin of their cause.

Aleyn's Henry VII.

We may
Accufe the pow'rs above, as partial, when
A good caufe, well defended too, must fuffer
For want of fortune.

Mafinger's Bafful Lover.

Circumftance must make it probable
Whether the cause's juftness may command
Th' attendance of fuccefs: For an attempt
That's warranted by juftice, cannot want
A profperous end.

Nabbs's Hannibal and Scipio.

Juftnefs of caufe is nothing,

When things are rifen to the point they are ; 'Tis either not examin'd or believ'd

Among the warlike

The better caufe the Grecians had of yore.
Yet were the Gods themselves divided in't;

And the foul ravisher found as good protection
As the much injur'd husband.

Suckling's Brennoralt,