282 E. B. Reed, 



But if the Power deuine permited this 

 His Will's the Law & ours must acquiesse 



Curse loquuntur leues 

 Ingentes stupent 



[p. 601] Of Inpartial Fate 



Here we all the Same Danger run 



By the like Destin's we are ledd 



Same Misfortune to the Shepeard Come 



May attack as well the Crowned head 



Our dayes are Spun vpon that wheele 



The meanest Subiect & greatest Kinge 



To like end th' Fatal Sisters bringe 



The thread when Cutt both same Sisers feele 



[f. 604] A Carracter of the Romish 



Church by Francisco Petrarca 

 Laura Can : 106 



Fiamma dal del su tue treccie pioua 



Heauens dire flame sits on thy Curled tresses 



O wrech, from scrip & wallet who's become 



Both riche & great through those w^^^ thou oppresses 



Soe much reioyces thou when euells Come 



A nest of Treasons wher mischeifes bredd 



Ther hacht in the o're the World is spred 



Wine Bed good Belly chere & pleasant dayes 

 To All, thy whoredoms to the vttmost shews 

 [p. 605] Thy seruants younge & old the wanton playes 

 This fire w^^i bellowes Bel-ze-bub blowes 

 Such is thy life thou wicked Epicure 

 As to the Heauens thy stinch is gone vp svire 



Fountaine of Greefe & woe wraths harbor too 



Temple of Heresy Pitt of Errors deepe 



In elter times we held thee Rome but now 



Babel the peruerse for w'^'i wee weepe 



A shopp of Cousnage prison of Crueltyes 



Wher ills mentaind & wher Goodnes dyes 



