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Prides coach was drawne of sixe vnequall beasts, On which her sixe sage counsellours did ride: Taught to obey her bestiall beheasts, With like conditions to their kindes applide. Of which the first that all the rest did guide, Was sluggish Idlenesse, the nurse of sinne,
Vpon a slothfull Asse he chose to ride, Arraid in habit black and amis thin, Like to an holy Monke, the seruice to begin. Ed. Spencer.
—Idlenesse pure innocence subuerts, Defiles our bodie, and our soule peruerts: Yea soberest men it makes delicious, To vertue dull, to vice ingenious. I. Syl. Transl.
—Ill humours by excessiue ease are bred, And sloath corrupts and choakes the vitall sprights, It kills the memorie, and hurts the sights. D. Lodge.
—Drowsie sloth that counterfeiteth lame With Snaile like motion measu••ing the ground: Hauing her armes in willing fetters bound. Foule, sluggish drone, barren (but sinne to breed) Diseased, begger, staru'd with sinfull need. I. Siluester.
If thou flie Idlenesse, Cupid hath no might, His bowe lyeth broken, his torch hath no light.