Plunge vs each day in all afflictions.
Wherwith when we our soules do thorned feele,
Flatt’ring our selues we say they dest’nies are:
That Gods would haue it so, and that our care
Could not empeach but that it must be so.
Char. Things here belowe are in the heau’ns begot,
Before they be in this our worlde borne:
And neuer can our weaknes turne awry
The stailes course of powerfull destenie.
Nought here force, reason, humaine prouidence,