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WHEN silent nighte, did scepter take in hande,
And dim'de the daie, with shade of mantle blacke,
What time the theeues, in priuie corners stande,
And haue noe dowte, to robbe for what they lacke:
A greedie theefe, in shambles broke a shoppe,
And fil'de a sacke, with fleshe vp to the toppe.
Which done, with speede he lifted vp the sacke,
And bothe the endes, abowt his necke he knittes,
And ranne awaie, with burden on his backe
Till afterwardes, as hee at alehowse sittes:
The heauie loade, did weye so harde behinde,
That whiles he slept, the weighte did stoppe his winde.
Althowge a while, they scape theire iust desertes,
Yet punishment, dothe at theire backes attende,
And plagues them hoame, when they haue meriest hartes:
And thoughe longe time, they doe escape the pikes,
Yet soone, or late, the Lorde in iustice strikes.
malis sic ait.
Hi sunt qui trepidant,
& ad omnia fulgura
pallent,
Cùm tonat: examines
primo quoque mur-
mure coeli.
Qui non vetat paccate,
cum possit, iubet.