In earth’s base wares, whose greatest treasure
Is dross and trash; 40
The height of whose enchanting pleasure
Is but a flash?
Are these the goods that thou suppliest
Us mortals with? Are these the highest? 44
Can these bring cordial peace? False world, thou liest.
Francis Quarles.
CXIII
TO THE MEMORY OF MR. OLDHAM.
Farewell, too little and too lately known,