As he is fearful of himself, so distrustful of others, carrying his heart in his eyes, his eyes in his hands: as he in the Comedy, Oculatae mihi sunt manus, credunt quod vident: Hee knows nothing by himself but evil, and according to that rule measures others. He would fain be an Usurer, but that he dares not trust the Law ⟨p. 38⟩with wax and paper. He swears damnably to the truth of that he affirms; as fearing otherwise not to be believed, because without that othing it, he will credit none himself. The bastardy of swearing lays on him the true fatherhood. He will trust neither man nor God without a pawn: not so much as his Taylor with the stuff to make his clothes: he must be a Broker, or no neighbour. He hath no faith; for he believes nothing, but what he knows; and knowledge nullifies belief. If others laugh, he imagines himself their ridiculous object: if there be any whispering, conscius ipse sibi, &c. it must be of him without question. If he goes to law, he is the advocates sprite, and haunts him worse then his own malus genius. He is his own Cater, his own Receiver, his own Secretary; and takes such pains, as if necessity forced him, because all servants he thinks thieves. He dares not trust his money above ground for fear of men; nor under ground for fear of rust. When he throws his censures at actions, his luck is still to go out: and so whiles he playeth with other mens credits, he cousins himself of his own. His opinion lights upon the worst sense still; as the Fly, that passeth the sound parts to fasten on a scab; or a Dor, that ends his flight in a dunghill. Without a Subpoena these timorous cowherds dare not to London, for fear lest the city air should conspire to poison them: where they are ever crying, Lord, have mercy on us, when as Lord, have mercy on us is the special thing they feared. The ringing of bells tunes their hearts into melancholy; and the very sight of a corps is almost enough to turn them into corpses. On the Thames they dare not come, because they have heard some there drowned: nor near the Parliament-house, because it was once in danger of blowing up. Home this Emblem of diffidence comes, and there lives with distrust of others, and dies in distrust of himself; only now finding death a certain thing to trust to.
As he is fearefull of himselfe, so distrustfull of others, carrying his heart in his eyes, his eyes in his hands: as hee in the Comedy, Oculatae mihi sunt manus, credunt quod vident: Hee knowes nothing by himselfe but euill, and according to that rule measures others. Hee would faine bee an Vsurer, but that hee dares not trust the Law ⟨p. 38⟩with waxe and paper. He sweares damnably to the truth of that he affirms; as fearing otherwise not to be beleeued, because without that othing it, he will credit none himself. The bastardy of swearing lays on him the true fatherhood. Hee will trust neither man nor God without a pawne: not so much as his Taylor with the stuffe to make his clothes: he must be a Broker, or no neighbour. Hee hath no faith; for he beleeues nothing, but what he knowes; and knowledge nullifies beleefe. If others laugh, he imagines himselfe their ridiculous obiect: if there bee any whispering, conscius ipse sibi, &c. it must be of him without question. If he goes to law, he is the aduocates sprite, and haunts him worse then his owne malus genius. Hee is his owne Cater, his owne Receiuer, his owne Secretary; and takes such paines, as if necessitie forced him, because all seruants hee thinks theeues. He dares not trust his mony aboue ground for feare of men; nor vnder ground for feare of rust. When he throwes his censures at actions, his lucke is still to goe out: and so whiles he playeth with other mens credits, he cousins himselfe of his owne. His opinion lights vpon the worst sense still; as the Fly, that passeth the sound parts to fastē on a scab; or a Dorre, that ends his flight in a dunghil. Without a Subpaena these timorous cowherds dare not to London, for feare lest the citie aire should conspire to poison them: where they are euer crying, Lord, haue mercie on vs, when as Lord, haue mercie on vs is the special thing they feared. The ringing of bels tunes their hearts into melancholy; and the very sight of a corps is almost enough to turne them into corpses. On the Thames they dare not come, because they haue heard some there drowned: nor neere the Parliament-house, because it was once in danger of blowing vp. Home this Embleme of diffidence comes, and there liues with distrust of others, and dies in distrust of himselfe; onely now finding death a certaine thing to trust to.
