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2 They be not satisfactory, and therefore confer no true content to the mind: no more then the dreamed bread of the Sluggard, who walks with an empty stomach. ^fThou shalt eat, but not be satisfied. ^gAll things are full of labour, man cannot utter it, the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. There is nothing but emptiness, vanity, vacuity in them: Simuloriuntur & moriuntur, they at once are borne, and die, as Plutarch said of the Lightning, as Jonah found in his gourd. Like the Mermaid, Virgo formosa supernè, Desinit in turpem piscem malesuada voluptas. Face flattering Pleasure, that so much deludes, Like that Sea-monster with sad ruth concludes. The motion of the mind following these wandering Planets of earthly delights, is ever errant, ever unceasing, Ahab is sick of his neighbours field, though he have a whole Kingdom to walk in. And Alexander finding himself Lord of the whole world, is discontent, as if he wanted elbow room.³ The poor man is not more perplexed because he hath neither barn nor grain, then the covetous wretch, because he hath not barn enough for his grain. What Cosmopolite ever grasped so much wealth in his gripulous fist, as to sing to himself a Sufficit. ^hHe that loveth silver shall not be satisfied with silver, nor he that loveth abundance with increase. His cares fill up as fast as his coffers. He hath much in his keeping, yet doth neither enjoy it, nor joy in it.

2 They be not satisfactory, and therefore conferre no true content to the mind: no more then the dreamed bread of the Sluggard, who walkes with an empty stomacke. ^fThou shalt eate, but not bee satisfied. ^gAll things are full of labour, man cannot vtter it, the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the eare filled with hearing. There is nothing but emptinesse, vanity, vacuity in them: Simuloriuntur & moriuntur, they at once are borne, and die, as Plutarch said of the Lightning, as Ionas found in his gourde. Like the Mermaide, Virgo formosa supernè, Desinit in turpem piscem malesuada voluptas. Face flattering Pleasure, that so much deludes, Like that Sea-monster with sad ruth concludes. The motion of the minde following these wandring Planets of earthly delights, is euer errant, euer vncessant, Ahab is sicke of his neighbors field, though he haue a whole Kingdome to walke in. And Alexander finding himselfe Lord of the whole world, is discontent, as if hee wanted elbow roome.