The English Parnassus, or, A helpe to English poesie containing a collection of all rhyming monosyllables, the choicest epithets, and phrases : with some general forms upon all occasions, subjects, and theams, alphabeticaly digested : together with a short institution to English poesie, by way of a preface / by Joshua Poole.

W.

Wander.

Rove, roame, range, randome, vagary, gadde, flitt. which run a planetary motion. By wandering stars and not by compasse sayle. Ulysses did not wander more from ••thaca. That have no certain station.

War.

The sulphurous breath of war. All destroying fury. Where drums and trumpets and loud canons talke, In an affrighting language. Neglected plowes want labouring hands, Janus gate stands ope. Death ha••h his plenteous harvest. The souldiers throng'd could scarcely wield at all Their killing hands, the slain could hardly fall. Supported so, the number did oppresse The dying people, and dead carcasses Encreast the slaughter falling heavily. On living bodies. Where stand the groves of spears. Three sisters spedy hands cannot suffice, For breaking threads, hath tyr'd the destmies. When now the horse came prancing nigh, The ground did shake, and clouds of dust did fly, As great as Thracian whirlewin is blow about, Ore the skies cover'd face, and darknesse wrought. Shrill cornets then began the aire to wound, Th' alarums beat, and all the trumpets sound, The noise and shout of souldlers pierce the sl••••e. Poor souldiers stand with fear of death dead struck. All hands are bath'd in blood. And with a purple stream the thirsty soyle Oreflow'd, where all besmear'd in blood there lies, A throng of carkasses, wose livelesse eyes Are clos'd with dust, and death. In a well ordered body stood Erected pikes, like a young leavelesse wood.

Where drums and trumpets give such fearful sounds, As they would shake the clouds unto the ground. Each body seem'd but as a sheath For his next neighbours sword. Where an ounce of honour, costs a pound of blood. Where dead and wounded, pave the bloody field, Strew'd with the slaughter'd carkasses. Where brandisht ensignes seem to brave the day. Where in one shrick another shriek is drown'd, And blood for blood incessantly doth call, From the wide mouth of many a gaping wound, Where drums and trumpets do awake the day, Muffled in mists. Where the blunted sword, Doth rather break than wound, Cloying the greedy jawes of death. The conquer'd field sown round with carkasses. There they fell, And made their clashing armour ring their knell. The crimson pathes of war pav'd all with corps, The bloody harvest where whole threaves of men, The reaping sword sythes down. Where men are drown'd in showers of darts Shafty, armed clouds. Steele-glistering spears the very fields affright, And all the camp seems fir'd with armour bright. Where towers, Prostrate themselves before the iron showers. Where is spent Many a cold December, with no tent, But such as earth and heaven makes. The rugged paths which those men tread, Which with a barbarous pride reckon the dead, And thence their glories number. Where runs the scarlet flood, Dogged war bristles his angry crest, And snarleth in the gentle eyes of peace, Thousands like sacrifices in their trim, Unto the fire-eyed maid of smoaky war, All hot and bleeding do they offer up. And mailed Mars doth on his altar sit, Up to the ears in blood. The naked infants spitted on the pikes.

The wounded steeds Fret fetlock deepe in gore, and with wild rage, Yerk out their armed heeles at their dead masters, Killing them twice, and tread a quagmire made Of mangled brains. No blow is dealt, that leaves not death behind it: Where friends depart, and never bid farewell. Where dying mouths do gaspe forth purple breath. Blades imbrued In rivers sprung from hearts. Now horse to horse, and man is joyn'd to man, So strictly, that the souldiers scarcely can Their adversaries from their fellowes know. The grassie pavements stood, All moated over with a crimson flood: War that blood sucking cormorant, From batter'd caskes with every envious blow, The scatter'd plumes fly loosely here and there, Which in the aire doth seeme as drifts of snow, Which every light breath on his wings doth bear. The child of malice, and revengeful hate, That impious good, and good impiety. Warme their cold swords in blood of enemies. So thick their blowes, No wound one sword unto the other owes. War, whose angry feet shake towns and towers asunder. An iron cloud, heavens angry face doth hide. There stood A mount of bodies in a moat of blood. The dikes ore fill'd with slaughter, while the blood Of men and horses make one purple flood, As if in nature they had been the same, And from the wounds of slaughter'd Centaures came. Each one plies deaths fatal taske, the swords sad work. Pikes, bills and darts, seem'd as they stir'd or stood. A mooving forrest, or a standing wood. Drowning their swords in blood. Striking so thick, as if that every blow would fain have been foremost. Making the earth to groan under their furious burthens▪

The horses angry in their masters anger, with love and obedience, brought forth the effects of hate and resistance

and with winds of servitude, did, as if they affected glor,

The earth wont to bury the dead, is now it selfe buried with dea∣bodies.

In one place lay disinherited heads, dispossest of their natural seig∣niories, there lay armes, whose fingers yet mooved, as if they would feele for him that made them feele, and legs, which contrary to common reason, were made heavier by being discharg'd of their burthens.

Many first overthrown had the comfort to see their murtherers over run them to Charons ferry.

Where terrour was dect so bravely, that the eye,

With delight had scarce leisure to be afraid.

Where each sword makes spatious roome before it,

Like a wanton rich man, that throwes down his neighbours house, to make himself the better prospect.

The horses with open nostrills breath war, ere they can see an e∣nemy, and now up with one legge, then with another, seeming to complain of nature that she had made them any thing earthy.

Their swords like cannons, battering down the walls of their armour, making breaches almost in every place, for troops of wounds to enter.

The bloody armour seemed to blush, it had defended its master no better.

Making many windowes in their armour for death to come in at. Bleeding in such measure, as if they meant to lend Charon a flood, to ferry ore their departing souls.

The cannons spit their iron salutation▪ With bullets wrapt in fire, They make a shaking feavour in the walls. The sleeping stones By the compulsion of the ordinance Are raised from their fixed beds of lime. Now death lines his dead chaps with steele, The swords of souldiets are his fangs. The summer dust is laid with showres of blood. Tearing the clowdy cheeks of heaven, With roaring bellowes from the iron mouth Of loud voic't cannons. V. Dubartas The vocation. Ovid Mat. lib. 12, Centaures Lapithae. Virgil. 4. last books Aeneids. Lucan by May translated.

Civil war.

To distain In their own bowels their victorious swords, Where kindred hosts incounter. Known ensignes, ensignes do defie, Piles against piles, eagles against eagles flie, Like those on the Aemathian plains. Like the Serpentine brood by Cadmus sprung. Like ensignes all, against like ensignes band, Bowes against bowes, the crown against the crown, Whilst all pretending right, all right throw downe. Convulsions of the state. Untuned drums. That viperous worme, That gnawes the bowels of the common wealth. The trumpet gives uncertain sounds, Where both most loose, though but one party win▪

Wast of the body.

A wast as strait and clean As Cupids shaft, and Hermes rod, And powerfull too, as either God. Strait as Circe's wand.

Water.

The christal regions. Issue of the springs. The liquid christal. Flowing deity. Chrystal Nymph, liquid glasse, melting chrystal. Shaking chrystal, impartial mirrour, undeceiving glasse.

Watch Wake. v. Sleepe.

As the keen dogs keep sheep in coats, O•• folds of hurdles bound, And grin at every breath of aire, Envious of every sound. Sleep wanteth weight, to close a winke. Light doth divorce The low and upper lids. His eyes resume their charge. On leaden wings sleep from him flew. My weakened s••nces had unlockt mine eyes.

Wave.

Billowes, surges, flowes, the rolling hills. Frothy mounts. Liquid mountains. The foamy wrinkles of the main. W••try heaps. Neptunes watry brissells. Rolling trenches, moving mou••tains.

The swelling clusters of enraged seas. Thetis glassie mountains. Those sparkling furrowes of the swelling tide.

Weave.

Arachne's fatal, yet deserved doome, Nere gave such glory to Minerva's loome, As did her weaving this, that did but show Her art was great, this shew'd her Goddesse too. Such as Arachne on her loome, Wove before she had her doome.

Weep. v. Tears.

I will weepe a flood▪ Deep as Deucalions, and again the Chaos Shall muffle up the lamentable world, In sable cloaks of grief and black confusion. Then with the pressure of her eyes she freed One tear from prison. The trickling tears ore flow the blubberd cheeke. The flowing eyes send out their numerous tears. To poure out the soul at the eyes. So wept Deucalion, when he saw the state, And face of nature deadly desolate. With tears which might have made another flood, Bathing her cheeks in tears. To shead From drowned eyes vain offerings to the dead. So wept th' Heliades, When they bewail'd their brother, so their trees, Yet amber weepe. Such was Ocyrrohoe's tears, and such her care, When she perceiv'd her self become a mare. So wept old Inachus, then, when he found, His unfound Io. So wept the skilful Centaure, when the faire Ocyrrhoe his daughter turn'd a mare. Warme tears did from her charged eye-springs drain. So wept Andromeda, as to the rock She chained lay. So Cyane when thaw'd into a lake, She mourn'd the ravishment of Proserpine. The drops of rears at every accent fall. Griefe dissolved eyes. Eyes drown'd in tears.

Sorrow impatient to be slowly uttered, •••• her often stopping speeches, poured it self in tears, Eyes big with tears. Like a proud river peering o'r his bounds, ••o water the plants, the roses and lilies in the cheeks. My cheeks are guttered with my fretting tears. ••o launder cheeks and handkerchiefs in tears. So wept Pandyon when to Tereus he Gave Philomel. Scarce could he bid farewell, ••obs so engage his troubled speech. Such tears wept myrrha now become a treee, Abortive tears flow from their spring. So wept old Hecuba, then when she wash'd The wounds of her beloved Polyxena, And saw dead Polydore float on the Main, To mellt his grief in tears, Washing her eyes, with their own native tears, Fresh streams of loves salt flood, ••illowed on her soft cheeks. To drown the eyes in tears. Steep the eyes in tears, Make Limbecks of the eyes. The melting thawing eye. The deluge of her melting tears disgrace, And drown'd the world of beauty in her face, Hard was it to descry Whether the drops were clearer or her eye. Tears fearing conquest to the eyes might fall, An innundation brought, and drowned all, There remain'd a feature Made sorrow sweet plac'd in so sweet a creature, Showring eyes. Run floods of sorrows. Distill the soul in tears. Channell their cheeks with tears. To drop the brain in tears. His eyes look through his tears, A flowing tide of tears gush from his eyes, Tears wrapp'd in sighs. With eyes that threatned they would drown his face. Eyes great in labour with their tears. With rainy eyes. Write sorrow on the bosome of the earth, And with the southern clouds contend in tears. Lik one was born in April.

The falling tears fret channels in her cheeks, The eyes Drop faster tears than the Arabian trees. Their medicinall gum. Down from his eyes a shower of tears did flow, Like water running from the melted snow. So Ariadne left by Theseus wept, Whom she seeks, Whilst showers of tears made furrows in her cheeks. Mine eyes do flow Like Nilus when it scorns the opposed shore. Tears the best Expressors of true sorrow speak the rest. D••opping his tears upon one place, As if he meant to fret himself a grave. To spend the pearly treasures of the eyes, His eyes out flow the ocean.

To weep for joy. v. Lovers Tears.

Have you beheld an April shower Send down her hasty bubbles, and then stops Then storms afresh? through whose transparent drops, The unobscured lamp of heaven conveys, The brighter glory of his sparkling rayes, Even so upon her blushing cheeks resided A mixt aspect 'twixt smiles and tears divided.

Welcome. v. Glad▪

More welcome than was light, To the disordered chaos. Welcome as are the ends unto my wishes. Nay far more welcome than the happy soil, To sea scourg'd Merchants after all their toil. Kings meet Queens. So Cleopatra met Mark Antony. So soft streams meet, so springs with gladder smiles Meet after long divorcement made by Isles, When love the child of likenesse urgeth on Their chrystall waters to an union. Welcome as quiet rest To one by pain and want of sleep opprest. Health to the sick, drink to the thirsty soul. Is not more welcome. As is the journies end To weary travellers.

Ulysses after all his toil at sea, ••as not more welcome to Penelope. The scorned beggar could not entertain With greater joy, should he a Kingdome gain, His unexpected fortunes.

West.

Proud pillars of Alcmena's son, Th' Hesperian Vale. Sols wavie bowers. •••• low Hesperian vales those pastures are, Where Phebus horses on Ambrosia fare, Here Titans panting steeds his chariot steep, And bath their firie fetlocks in the deep. Tartesian main. Sols descent. Hercules pillars, Great Alcides spires, Where Joves great son his pillars rear. ••ols watry bed. The western streams, Where weary Phebus drops his fading beams Gades. Titans western valley. Iberian deep. Tartesian shore. Where furthest Ganges girdles India.

Whale.

Those moving rocks. The floating mountains of the sea. The living Islands of the sea. Swimming Delos. The swarthy tyrant of the Ocean, Such was that Monster Perseus once did slay, Rescuing from him the fair Andromeda. Such was the monster angry Neptune sent To Troy, as a revengefull punishment, Which great Alcides slew, That swim in a sea of waters, and have a sea of oyl swimming in them. As a gallie with forefixed p••ow, Row'd by the sweat of slaves the sea doth plow, Even so the monster furroweth with his brest The foaming flood.

Whisper.

The language melted in the ear.

White.

As Venus Doves, as mountain snow, White as the driven and untroden snow, Before the moist and thawing Auster blows, White as the Bull in which

Jove did Europa court. As drifts of winter snow. As spotlesse ivory. As Albanian snow, Or milk white swans that breast the streams of Poe, Not Pelops shoulder whiter. Flora ravish'd with the sight, In emulation made all lilies white, All other whites but shadowings to this. VVhiter than morning milk. White as the flower, That Juno's milk did spring the silver lily, Whiter than Laeda's swan, or bleached snow, Whiter than was the fair swans downy feather, VVhen Jove and Laeda lay in bed together, Like new faln snow upon untroden mountain, As white as is the nectar▪stained way The restlesse sun by travelling doth wear, Passing his course to finish up the year. VVhiter far, Than Towers of polish'd ivory are. So white it is. Snow is an Ae••hiope, if compar'd to this, Not the fairest Laeda's swan, Nor the sleekest marble can, Be so smooth and white for show, As her lilies, as her snow, More white than snow VVhich on cold winters face doth grow. More white than Neptunes foamie face, VVhen struggling rocks he would embrace, There Laeda's swans her feathers mews, White as the spotlesse Ermine. As unsum'd snow, As that congealed snow. The cast wind hangs on Taurus brow, VVhite as the Aethiops tooth, as the fann'd snow▪ That's bolted by the Northern winds twice o'r, In whose comparison all whites are ink, To write their own reproach. As new faln snow. Or silver swans that trace the banks of Poe, VVhiter than Scythian snow, VVhich Jove doth as his pattern view, VVhen he would give his silver flakes their true

And proper tincture, which the lilies make Their sampler, when their native white they take.

VVhore.

A parcell of the damned family. ••n Advowson that hath many incumbents. Give her thine, and she hath a maiden head, VVhose eyes speak charms Embracing makes loose circles with her arms, VVhose looser glowing rayes, VVould thaw the frozen Russian to lust, And parch the Negro's hotter blood to dust. ••oyson'd Marmalad box. Burning temptation. ••tock vermine. Tear sheets. No way good, but that openly bad, The quiver ope for every shaft. ••ustina, Thais, Helena, Lais, Clytemnestra, Tullia. ••ppia, Catulla, Iberina, Messaline, Inachia. ••lesina, Lydia, Chloe, Lesbia, Naeera, Phryne. ••hrysis, Glycerium, Pasibula, Pamphila, Bacchis. ••ilotis, Philenium, Sylenum, Gymnasium, Delphium. ••lematium, Erotium, Philocomasium, Acrotelleutium. ••asicompsa, Phenicium, Adelphasium, Anterastilis. Phro∣••esium. Her self is both Merchant and Merchandise, selling her self for ••ofit, and hath pleasure into the bargain. Her love is a blank wherein she writeth the next man that tendereth is affection. Like the common road, ready for the next Passenger. Her eyes like burning glasses inflame their objects. She writes chracters of wantonnesse with her feet as she walks. VVanton temptations ly in the language of her gesture and be∣••aviour. She ties her self in marriage to one, that she may more freely stray ••t to many. She useth her husband as an hood, casts him off in the summer •••• prosperity, and puts him on for a cover in adversity. ••ost shamelesse, when her deeds are most shamefull.

VVicked. v. Forms of dispraising.

••••at hath practised villany from his Cradle.

And from the dugge suck't mischief more than milk. The gallows was all the inheritance he was born to. The ba•• scum and spawn of fiends, doing such things as might the De•• shame. Which if in hell no other pains there were, Makes me fear hell, because he must be there, Who with sinnes of all kinds as familiar be As Confessors, and for whose sinfull sake, School new Tenements in hell must make,

Going beyond all examples of others, as if they scorned to be holden to them for their damnation.

Monopoly of vice, Hieroglyphick of all ill.

That have contracted in a soul the body of all mischief, one tha•• hath in him all the ingredients of wickednesse., Such an one, as h•• enemy need not to wish him worse than to be himself.

Such another would sink all mankind. Replenisht villain, Who is no lesse Than the perfection of all wickednesse.

Wildernesse.

Desarts where none make stay, But savage beasts, or men as wild as they.

winds v. Aeolus.

Gusts, blasts, puffes, Aeolian scouts, Aeolian slaves. Heaven-fanning exhalation. Heavens fanne. The whisking brooms of air. The thundring Skies with their incounters rock, Which with their dusky mantle sweep the air. And earth and seas, The brushing beesomes of the air, Which loose submit to no command, Perplex the clouds, with stern encounters roar, And strike forth ••lames, That whirl about in their uncertain sphear, And ride their unknown circuit every where. The Astraean sons in swift incursions joyn, Tossing the troubled air and Neptunes brine, That rake the breaking clouds. The hollow flood of air, in Zephyrs cheeks, The tatling bellows. Tatling gossips of the air. Loud noises that torment the air. Chill breaths Fly from their rockie den and blow, As if they meant to crack their swelling cheeks.

Whose tardie plumes ••ereeking waters, and dull earthy fumes, ••••at from the troubled womb of earth, ••here they receive their undiscovered breath, ••eak out in wild disorders, till they make Has beneath his shaking load to quake, ••••e quarrelling winds that deafen unto death, ••e living and the dead, vvaken to breath.

VVine.

Which will disengage •••• humane thoughts. ••••e juice of the bewitching grape, ••••e lusty blood drawn from the youthfull vine, ••••e sprightly liquour of the spreading vine, Those floods of light, Which with their sparkling streams, Darting diviner graces Casts glory round our faces, And dulls the tapers with Majestick beams ••p••eez'd from the lustfull cluster of the vine, Delicious grapes, surprising juice. Frolick cups. Whose dancing sprightly bubbles, Defie degenerous fears and the dull troubles Of poor afflicted hearts. The inflaming blood Of generous grapes.

Wings.

Feathered sails, plumed oars, feathered oars.

VVinter.

VVhen Isicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nails, And Tom bears logs unto the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pales, Then blood is nipp'd and wayes be foul. And nightly sings the staring owl, When all aloud the winds do blow, And coughing drowns the Parsons saw, ••nd birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marians nose looks red and raw. When rosted crabs hiffe in the bowl, And nightly sings the whoopping owl, When we can see nothing but a pale Sunne, and a thread bare ••••ath.

When roping Isicles hang on the ears, When Capricorns cold Tropick lengthens night And old men tell their tales, as by the fire They tost themselves. The Sun to us a niggard of his rayes, Revelleth it with our Antipodes. The years cold and decrepid time, When Flora's self doth a freez jerkin wear, The springs by frost Having taken cold, And their sweet murmures lost. The Evening of the year. Old age of the year. Winter storms do crisp the hills, The abstract of the iron age. Boreas congeals the snow, and bears the earth with hail, When in the air winds meet with such a shock, That thundering Skies with their incounters rock, Then comes old winter void of all delight, With trembling steps, his head or bald, or white, The leavie branches, then put off their green. The snowie dotage of the year, When downie snow did make the fields look old. Jove his cold Javelin throws Upon the earth, and whites it all with snows, When floods embrace the snows fair tender flakes, As their own brood. When hardly feed the flocks, And Isickles hang dangling on the rocks, When Hiems binds the floods in silver chains, And hoary frost hath candied all the plains, VVhen every barn rings with the threshing flails, And shepherds boyes for cold do blow their nails, Which with many a storm. Beat the proud Pines that Ida's tops adorn, And makes the sap leave succourlesse the shoot, Shrinking to comfort the decaying root, Divorced leaves then carpet all the ground, Winter doth the earth array In suits of silver gray, when night and day Are in dissention, night locks up the ground, VVhich by the help of day is oft unbound, The winter comes and makes each flower Shrink from the pillow where it grows. And the intruding cold hath power

To scorn the perfumes of the rose, When seas are fettered in cold chains of ice. Wrincles the beauty of the fields, When we have pigmie dayes, Hiems locks up the rivers with her icy key, Phebus lamp to our horizon low The shortest dayes, and coldest doth bestow, From Capricorn cold winter glaz'd the floods, And pur••'d with frosts the fields and naked woods, Every thing hath now His courser nature on winters rough brow, And Boreas blast with envious hast, rends every tree, D••sle••ves each twigge and bough, When trees put off their leavie hats In reverence to old Winters silver hair, When every hoary headed twigge Wears his snowie periwigge, When every bough Wears on his head a cap of snow. When watry Pisces cools fair Phebus side, The frost Candies the grasse, and casts an icie cream Upon the silver lake and Chrystall stream, Heavens archer arrows every where bestows, Headed with ice, feather'd with sleet and snow, Winter hath scal'd the crannies up with frost, And crusted all the grounds. V. Cold, Frost, Ice, Snow.

Wise. v. Learned.

Crowned with wisdomes rayes. A mind From earth and foggie ignorance refin'd, A knowing soul. Who high in knowledge sir, From earth and foggie ignorance refin'd, Wisdome is center'd in his breast from whence She draws the lines of her circumference.

Witch.

Sycorax, Canidia, Circe, Medea, Perimede S••mmetha, Meroe, Dypsas, Sagana, Vei••,, Folia, Maegae••a, Which cursed dew from the unwholsome fenne, Brush off with ravens feathers. Pythonissa, Erict••••. Company for toads, Beetles and Bats.

That can controll the moone, cause flowes and ebbs, Whose exercise Is secret murther, sullen tragedies; Her drink the blood of babes, her dainty feast, Mens marrow, brains, guts, livers late deceast. The mumbling Beldame muttering her charmes. On the corner of the moone, Hangs a vaporous drop profound, Ile catch it ere it come to ground, Which distill'd by Magick slights, Shall raise artificial sprights▪ Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd, Twice and once the hedge pigge whin'd, Harpier cries, 'tis time, 'tis time. Round about the cauldron goe, In the poisoned intralls throw. Toad that under the cold stone, Daies and nights hast thirty one. Sweltered venome sleeping got, Boyle thou first ith' charmed pot. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boyle and bake. Eye of neutes, and toe of frogs, Wool of bats, and tongue of dogs. Adders forke, and blind wormes sting. Lizards leg, and howlets wing, For a charme of powerful trouble, Like a hell broth boyle and bubble. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolfe, Witches mummy, maw, and gulfe. Of the ravin'd salt sea sharke, Root of hemlock digg'd ith' dark, Liver of blaspheming Jew. Gall of goats, and slips of yeugh, Sliver'd in the moons eclypse, Nose of Turke, and Tartars lips. Finger of birth-strangled babe, Ditch-deliver'd by a drab, Make this gruel thick and slab. Adde therein a Tygers chauldron, For the ing••••dients of our cauldron.

Coole it with a baboones blood, Then our charme is firme, and good. By whom large streams back to their fountains flow. The stars drop blood, While the still moon with sanguine visage stood. By moone-light hearbs with brazen sickle crops, And poysonous weeds that bleed in sable drops. Whose unkembed head, Are with short vipers filleted, Commands from graves wild sigtrees torne, And Cypresse, which doth beers adorne. Eggs steep'd in bloud of toads, to bring, With feathers of the Scritch owles wing. Hearbs of Iolcos baneful field, And poysons Thessaly doth yeild. Bones snatcht from jawes of hungry bitch, To burne with flames of stinking pitch. On which the witch doth water fling, Fetcht from Avernus loathsome spring. Ingredients of witchcraft. Peeces of dead carkases snatcht from ravenous beasts. VVolves haire. Mad dogges foame. Adders care. Serpents slough. Spurging of a dead mans eyes. Mandrake roote▪ Flesh, bones, and sculls from charnel houses. Ropes, chains, raggs, bones, haire, sinews, Marrow of men-gibetted, blood and fat of slain infants. Eggs and black feathers of a screech owle. blood and back bone of a frogge.

Aconite, hemlock, henbane, adders tongue, nigh••-shade, Moon-wort, libbards bane, poppy, cypresse, w••ld fig∣trees growing on tombes, juyce of the la••ch tree, or A∣garicum. Basiliskes blood, vipers skin, the toad-eyes of the owle, bats wings, young colts forehead.

Harpier, Padock, Martin, familiar spirits.

Pluto, Hecate, Proserpina, Chaos, Diana, Eumenides, and all the infernal powers, the deiri••s invocated by witches.

V. Dubartas. Trophies, Witch of Endor. Ovids Metam. lib. 7. Amorum 1. Eleg. 5. Horace. Epod. 5, Virgil Eclog▪ 8. Theocritus Pharmaceutria. Skakespears Macheth.

Ben. Johnsons mask out of the house of Fame. Lucan. Lib. 6▪

Witty.

Whom the fates thought fit To make the master of a mine of wit, That rules the Monarchy of wit. His brain's a quiver of jests,

VVomen.

The frail tribe, softer sex. Fair afflictions. Beauteous troubles. Frail Corporation. Weaker vessels. Oversight of nature. Mistake of nature. Disgrace of reasonablenesse. Obstinate cowards, slave born tyrants. Shops of vanity, gilded weathercocks. In whom conscience is but peevishnesse, chastity, Way wardnesse. A bad wife is The Hectick feaver, not to be be cured, but by death, Like Falcons stooping to a gaudy lute. VVenders of nature when they wrong her not. The best of goods, or else the worst of evils. Glorious angels, or else cursed devils. None more desire honour, or worse keep it. That most desire what you most deny, And most contemne, what comes most easily. That carry a pedlars shop about them. Names of beauteous women. Cynthia, Caelia, Phebe, Phyllis, Amarillis, Lesbia, Chloris, Phloe, Sirena, Co••ynna, Clarinda, Castora, Amoret, Florimel, Claribel, Arabella, Lucida, Belphebe, Paeana, Aemylia, Serena, Blandina, Gloriana, Delia, Rosalinda, Laura, Lucinda, Rosaline, Portia, Cornelia, Angelica, Angelina, Stella, Mira, Miranda, Lucerta, Olivia, Violetta, Lycoris, Julia, Cytheris, Clarinda, Calista, Irene, Leucippe, Chariclea, Panthea, Saccharissa, Philumene.

Valiant women.

Laurina, Tulla, Tarpeia, Camilla, Hippolyta, Acca, Penthesilea, B••••••omart, Tomyris, Artemysia, Hipsicratea, Candace, Voadicea, Zenotia, Amalasunta, Valasca.

Ʋnchast women. v. VVhores.

Faustina, Thais, Lais, Helena, Clytemnestra, Tullia, Hippia, Catulla, Messaline, Iberina.

VVomen of all sorts, Heywoods book of VVomen. Wolf.

VVhich infest the night VVith their wild howling at fair Cynthia's light, The Mountain dogs, that out at midnight stalks, And round the quiet sheepfolds closely walk. The bitter foe of bleating flock.

Womb.

The winding chambers of the womb, Our Mansion where kind nature shews her cunning, The secret Mansions where we are, VVhilst nature doth our limbs prepare, Natures secret cabinet. Mans first grave and tomb.

Wonderfull. v. Admirable. Wood. v. Arbour. Shade.

A wood untoucht of old was growing there Of thick-set trees, whose boughs spreading and fair, Meeting obscured the inclosed air, And made dark shades exiling Phebus rayes, VVhere no rude fawn, nor wanton Sylvan playes, No nymph disports but cruell deities. No bird dares light upon those hallowed boughs, No beasts made there their dens, no wind there blows, VVhere Dryades oft meet The Naiade••, and with their nimble feet Soft dances lead, although their aierie shape, All but a quick poetick sight escape. There Faunus and Sylvanus keep their court, And thither all the horrid hosts resort. A wildernesse of trees.

Wooll,

The curled burthen of the ramme. The fleecy burthen of the sheep. Thriving burthens.

World.

The universe. The glorious ball. The twin globe. The universall bower.

The all-circumference. Vast volume. The vast amphitheater Mighty orbe. The vast rondure. A ball of wind. A glorious nothing. The biggest bubble. A ball of ice. A slippery bowle. The common hall of troubled natures factious court.

All the World over.

Where ever Nereus walkes his wavy round. From where the morning riseth, and the sun, To where the even, and night their courses run. As far as ere heaven-propping Atlas high, Bears on his back the beauteous starry skie. As far as Phaebus dart▪s his golden ray. Wheresoere the sun doth cast his flaming eye. From Alexanders to Alcides bounds. From Indian shores unto the setting sun, And from the farthest Hyperborean coasts, To those whose climes continual summer roasts. Where ere the invading sea assaults the land. As far, As is the Artick from th'antartick star. From silver Ganges to Sols watry bed. In all the world where Phebus ever showes His glorious face, when he his circuit goes. From East to West, untill in dusky night, Unto the lower world he lends his light, Within the compasse of the general frame, In all the countries, which from Gades extend To Ganges, where the morning beams ascend.

Wormes.

The crawling vermine. Dead corps bed-fellowes. The wrigling tenants of the grave. Crawling Canniballs. Wrigling insects. That feast upon the dead. The unfelt fleas within the winding sheet.

Wound. v. Kill.

The biting steel's pursued by streams of blood, That b••th'd her pure white in a crimson flood. To warme the reeking steele in blood. To sheath the weapon in the flesh. To plow the flesh. To sluce the blood. As from a crack in a strait pipe of lead, Conveying water from some fountains head,

Hissing i'th aire the captive stream doth spin In Chrystal threads her silver humour thin. Unseam the skin. The gash lies gaping for revenge.

Wrong.

No patience can bear, no charity pardon. An injury beyond all satisfaction. Height of injustice. Break the lawes of justice.