variety, so that SATISFACTION is but a weary word to express its enjoyment, then the inbred corruption of the heart shows itself pampered and insolent, too unruly for discipline, and too big for correction.

South.

DECREES AND DUTIES.

Is't not God's deed, whatever thing is done
In heaven and earth? Did not he all create,
To die again? All ends that was begun:
Their times in his eternal books of fate

Are written sure, and have their certain date.
Who then can strive with strong necessity,
That holds the world in his still-changing state,
Or shun the death ordain'd by destiny?

When hour of death is come, let none ask whence or why.

Spenser.

DOUBT AND DELAY.

On the one side doubt, on the other sat delay,
Behind the gate, that none might her espy,
Whose manner won all passengers to stay,
And entertain with her occasions sly,

Through which some lost great hope unheedily,
Which never they recover might again:
And others quite excluded forth did lic,
Long languishing there, in unpitied pain,
And seeking often entrance afterward in vain.

Spenser.