ess which does drown
In pestilential Clouds a pop'lous Town?
The Earth it self breaths better Perfumes here,
Than all the Female Men or Women there,
Not without cause about them bear.

6.

When _Epicurus_ to the World had taught,
That Pleasure was the Chiefest Good,
(And was perhaps i'th' right, if rightly understood)
His Life he to his Doctrine brought,
And in a Gardens Shade that Sovereign Pleasure sought.
Whoever a true Epicure would be,
May there find cheap and virtuous Luxury.
_Vitellius_ his Table, which did hold
As many Creatures as the Ark of old:
That Fiscal Table, to which every day
All Countries did a constant Tribute pay,
Could nothing more delicious afford,
Than Natures Liberality,
Helpt with a little Art and Industry,
Allows the meanest Gard'ners board.
The wanton Taste no Fish or Fowl can choose,
For which the Grape or Melon she would loose,
Though all th' Inhabitants of Sea and Air
Be listed in the Gluttons Bill of Fare;
Yet still the Fruits of Earth we see
Plac'd the third Story high in all her Luxury.

7.

But with no Sense the Garden does comply;
None courts or flatters, as it does the Eye:
When the great _Hebrew_ King did almost strain
The wond'rous Treasures of his Wealth and Brain,
His Royal Southern Guest to entertain;
Though she on Silver Floors did tread,
With bright _Assyrian_ Carpets on them spread,
To hide the Metals Poverty:
Though she look'd up to Roofs of Gold,
And nought around her could behold
But Silk and rich Embroidery,
And _Babylonian_ Tapistry,
And wealthy _Hiram's_ Princely Dy:
Though _Ophirs_ Starry Stones met every where her Eye;
Though she her self and her gay Host were drest
With all the shining Glories of the East;
When lavish Art her costly work had done,
The honour and the Prize of Bravery
Was by the Garden from the Palace won;
And every Rose and Lilly there did stand
Better attir'd by Natures hand:
The case thus judg'd against the King we see,
By one that would not be so Rich, though Wiser