Bel-vedére, or, The Garden of the muses

Of Hope.

Hope is the sad hearts help, the sick thoughts friend, And what distrust impaires, Hope doth amend.

ALl hope is vaine without the feare of God. Hope, on each least occasion taketh hold. Hope doth forbid vs sorrow to beleeue. When loue growes sickely, hope then daily sterues. Things out of hope, by ventring oft are woon. Hope many times on blessed hap doth light. When hope is lost in care then comfort bleeds. Vnworthy he of grace, whome once deniall Excludes from fairest hope, without more triall. All foolish hopes haue euermore bad speed. Councell doth come too late when hope is past. Men well may hope to rise, but feare to fall. Its good to hope the best, but feare the worst. Chaunging the aire, hopes time will alter chance. Despaire and hope doe still attend on loue. Its good to feare, yet let our feare be so, That to our hope it prooue no ouerthrow. Oft present hap, makes future hope to yeeld.

No hap so hard but hope doth much amend. Hope to enioy, is little lesse than ioy. Honour once lost, giues farewell to all hope. Vnhappie men are subiect to no hope. Fortune may take our goods, but not our hope. The heart that's inly hurt, is greatly easd, With hope of that may make griefe best appeasd. Hopes are vnsure, when certaine is the paine. We often fall, when most we hope to clime. As wee waxe hopelesse, violence still growes. Hope well in loue what euer be thy hap. Hope is the daily dreame of waking men. This life, is but the hope of endlesse life. Vnworthie is he of one happie day, That will not take the offer of good hope. There is no trust in youth, nor hope in age. The hope of things vnseene beares greatest price. Good conscience alwaie hath a perfect hope. Hope is a pleasing passion of the mind. To hope against all hope, is high resolue. True hope is swift, and flyes with swallowes wings, Kings it makes Gods, and meaner creatures Kings. Inconstant hope is drowned oft in feares. In midst of griefe, hope alway hath some part. Hope being deluded makes the torment more. Who cannot feare to loose, ne're hopes to haue. All greedie hope, vaine vicious humour feeds. Hope is companion euermore to loue. No one without great hopes, will follow such, Whose power and honour doth not promise much. No hope of rest, where hap true hope delayes. Hope still perswading hope, expecteth good. Hope is the God of miserable men. In vaine he hopes, who here his hope doth ground.

From fruitlesse hopes but sillie fauours spring. The euenings hope may comfort mornings care. Hope built vpon the world, doth neuer thriue, But grounded once on God, at no time failes. Hope is the bread and food of wretched men. Bad haps are holpe with hope and good beliefe. No greater griefe in loue, than fruitlesse hope. Hope waits on great mens tongues, and oft beguil••••. Hopes aboue Fortune, doe fore-point deepe falls. Who thinkes to thriue by hope, oft haps to begge. To hope too much, is boldly to presume: To hope too little, ••asely to despaire. Small is his gaine that hopes for golden griefe. Meane mens preferments eleuates their hopes. Sad hopes seeme ouer long and burdenous. Grace to thy hope is alwaies safest guide. When hope and hap, when health and wealth is highest, Then woe and wracke, disease and need is nighest. Hope (of all passions) is the pleasantest. Vaine hopes, are like a Vane turn'd with the wind, To haue no hope, is held most miserable. To liue in hope of that men meane to giue, Is to deceiue our selues, and not to liue. Hope not for that which iustice doth denie. Where grace begins, hope makes a happie end.

Similies on the same subiect.

AS greatest calmes oft turne to thunderclaps, So sweetest hopes doe change to sowrest haps. As in meane places may much wealth be hid, So little hopes may mightie things expect. As sadnes is the hearts chiefe punishment, So hope is highest helpe in deepe distresse.

As one part of the body toiles for all, So hope striues to accomplish all desires. As euery mettall is of Sulphur made, So euery pleasure doth from hope proceed. As honest pastimes can no way offend, So good mens hopes must needs haue happy end.

Examples likewise on the same.

WHen Alexander gaue great gifts away, Being askt, What for himselfe he kept? replied, Hope. Caesar continually wasled with hope, That he should gouerne many Monarchies. Androclidas derided being lame, Said; Then in fight I hope I shall not flie. Pindarus calleth hope, The nource of age: And Thales said, Hope was a common helpe. Learned men differ from the ignorant (As Bias saith) but onely by their Hope. Hope (as Simonides the Poet saith) Is the sole guide and gouernour of men.