[ 354] The very thoughts of former pleasures, adde to present sorrows.
THe Souldiers of Hannibal were much effeminated by the pleasures they had at Capua,* 1.1 infomuch that Corpus assuetum ••unicis, loricae onus non fert, &c. their bodies being used to soft raiment,* 1.2 cannot bear the weight of an Helmet; the head wrap'd in silk night-caps, cannot endure an iron head-peece; and the hard hilt hurteth the soft hand:* 1.3 Sound trees are not blown down with the wind, but the root rather fastned thereby; but corrupt trees, eaten with worms, engendred of superfluous moisture, are therefore thrown down by the least blast, because they had no strength to resist. Res adversae non frangunt, quos prosperae non corruperunt, The cause of our so great distemper, in our afflictions, we owe to the delights of our prosperity; Why else do l••sses of goods so vex us, but because we trust in uncertain Riches? Why is dis∣grace a Courtiers hell, but because he deemed the favour of his Prince, and places of honourable employment, his Heaven? Thus it is, that the very thoughts of our former pleasures, adde to present sorrows, Miserum est fuisse, there's the grief; We are therefore astonished at our fall,* 1.4 because with David in the heighth of our world∣ly felicity, we said, we shall never be moved.