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A treatise of the passions and faculties of the soul of man With the…A treatise of the passions and faculties of the soule of man With the…
A treatise of the passions and faculties of the soul of man With the several dignities and corruptions thereunto belonging. By Edward Reynolds, late preacher to the honourable society of Lincoln's Inn: and now rector of the Church of Braunston in Northamptonshire.A treatise of the passions and faculties of the soule of man With the severall dignities and corruptions thereunto belonging. By Edvvard Reynoldes, late preacher to the honorable society of Lincoln's Inne: and now rector of the Church of Braunston in Northamptonshire.
London: printed by R. Hearne and John Norton for Robert Bostock, 1640
Chapter 31: Of other Causes of Anger: first in regard of him that suffers wrong: Excellency, Weakne…
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Ac veluti pleno Lupus jusidiatis evili, Cum fremit ad caulos, ventos perpessus & imbres Nocte super media: tuti sub matribus agni Balatum exercent. Ille asper & improbus irâ Savit in absents, collecta fatig at edendi Ex longo rabies, & siccae sanguine fauces. Haud aliter Rutilo muros & castra tuenti Ignescunt Ira, & durus dolour ossibus ardet. As a fierce wolf with winds, storms, midnight, whet When in close folds the secure lambs do bleat, Barks at his absent prey with the more Ire: When raged and deceived Hunger doth him tyre. So Rutilus seeing his foes all safe, Doth vex and boil with the more burning chase.
Ac veluti pleno Lupus iusidiatis evili, Cum fremit ad caulos, ventos perpessus & imbres Nocte super media: tuti sub matribus agni Balatum exercent. Ille asper & improbus irâ Savit in absentes, collecta fatig at edendi Ex longo rabies, & siccae sanguine fauces. Haud aliter Rutilo muros & castra tuenti Ignescunt Ira, & durus dolor ossibus ardet. As a fierce woolfe with winds, storms, midnight, whet When in close solds the secure lambs do bleat, Barks at his absent prey with the more Ire: When rag'd and deceiv'd Hunger doth him tyre. So Rutilus seeing his foes all safe, Doth vex and boyle with the more burning chase.
For it is a great torment to an Enemy, when he1 can find no in-let nor advantage against him, whom he hates.
For it is a great torment to an Enemy, when he1 can finde no in-let nor advantage against him, whom he hates.
- 1Vid. Plot. d• capiend. ex host. utilitat.Vid. Pl•t. d• capiend. ex host. utilitat.