Englands Parnassus: or the choysest flowers of our moderne poets, with their poeticall comparisons Descriptions of bewties, personages, castles, pallaces, mountaines, groues, seas, springs, riuers, &c. Whereunto are annexed other various discourses, both pleasaunt and profitable.

Knowledge.

Through knowledge we behold the worlds creation, How in his cradle first he fostered was: And iudge of natures cunning operation, How things she formed of a formelesse masse. By knowledge we do learne our selues to knowe, And what to man, and what to God we owe: From hence we mount aloft vnto the skie, And looke into the christall firmament: There we behold the heauens great Hierarchie. The starres pure light, the spheares swift mouement, The spirits and intelligences faire: And Angels waiting on th'almighties chaire. And there with humble mind and hie in sight, Th'eternall makers maiestie we viewe, His loue, his faith, his glory and his might, And mercy more then mortall men can viewe. Ed. Spencer.

Soule of the world, knowledge withouten thee, What hath the earth that's truly glorious.

Why should our pride make such a stirre to bee, To be forgot? What good is like to this? To do worthy the writing, and to write, Worthy the reading, and the worlds delight. S. Daniell.

What difference twixt man and beast is left, When th'heauenly light of knowledge is put out, And the ornaments of wisedome are bereft? Then wandreth he in errour and in doubt, Vnweeting of the daunger he is in, Through fleshlesse frailtie, and deceit of sin. Ed. Spencer.

— Our new knowledge hath for tedious traine, A drouping life, an ouerracked braine: A face forlorne, a sad and sullen fashion, A restlesse toyle, and cares selfepining passion. Knowledge was then euen the soules soule for light, The spirits calme port, and lanthorne shining bright. To thait-stept feet cleare knowledge: not confusde, Not sower but sweete, not gotten, but infusde. I. Syl. Transl.

— We see to know, men still are glad, And yet we see knowledge oft makes men mad. S. I. H. Transl.

Who so knowes most, the more he knowes to doubt, The best discourse, is commonly most stout. S. Daniell.

— Common is rhe proofe That enuying is not cunning if it standeth not aloofe. VV. Warner.

By knowledge thine, thou hast no name, Least others know, thou know'st the same.

Skill comes too slow, and life so fast doth flie. We learne so little, and forget so much. I. Dauies.

Vid. Learning.