All creatures than the dolphin are more slow
Neptune this did know.
Had kindled in his breast a quenchless flame,
He was his spokesman to this
Who wooed and won and
married her by proxy.
Into her wavy bed he
flacked his tail;
The contract in no circumstance did fail,
Yet would he not the royal virgin leave
Lest some affront his sovereign should receive,
Maximilian, who did
one bare leg into her bed.
King Charles too nimble was for this slow
Himself did wed and bed this
The dolphin wiser was than this great king,
For he the
slippery virgin home did bring.
with fishermen will join
They have for pay. No
love to man they lack,
Arion on the back
Of dolphins rode; so did
two pretty boys.
Some that are
rigid count these virtues
This fish is
still in motion till he dies,
For though he sleeps, yet still he never lies,
But sinks into the bottom of the
wakes and springs up to the top again.
int’rest, and his end;
himself his friend.
By all these circumstances you may see
None but the
active man a friend can be.
Those that have
reason and yet idle by
Do, just like
hogs, no good until they die.
Then think on
Titus, who would always say,
When he had done none good, “
I have lost this day.”
Draco, sure that law was good,
Mother Idleness was
writ in blood.
he reform our villages and towns,
We should have empty houses and
That law would take away (I fear) more lives
Of country gentlemen and citizens’ wives
Than of the
natives’ blood the Spaniards spilled,
Or in these times
our seeking saints have killed.
Then do some good whilst light and life you have;
The idle man anticipates the grave.