worst. Bachelors must be
married, and married men would be bachelors; they do not love their own
wives, though otherwise fair, wise, virtuous, and well qualified, because
they are theirs; our present estate is still the worst, we cannot endure
one course of life long, _et quod modo voverat, odit_, one calling long,
_esse in honore juvat, mox displicet_; one place long, [2189]_Romae Tibur
amo, ventosus Tybure Romam_, that which we earnestly sought, we now
contemn. _Hoc quosdam agit ad mortem_, (saith [2190]Seneca) _quod proposita
saepe mutando in eadem revolvuntur, et non relinquunt novitati locum:
Fastidio caepit esse vita, et ipsus mundus, et subit illud rapidissimarum
deliciarum, Quousque eadem_? this alone kills many a man, that they are
tied to the same still, as a horse in a mill, a dog in a wheel, they run
round, without alteration or news, their life groweth odious, the world
loathsome, and that which crosseth their furious delights, what? still the
same? Marcus Aurelius and Solomon, that had experience of all worldly
delights and pleasure, confessed as much of themselves; what they most
desired, was tedious at last, and that their lust could never be satisfied,
all was vanity and affliction of mind.
Now if it be death itself, another hell, to be glutted with one kind of
sport, dieted with one dish, tied to one place; though they have all things
otherwise as they can desire, and are in heaven to another man's opinion,
what misery and discontent shall they have, that live in slavery, or in
prison itself? _Quod tristius morte, in servitute vivendum_, as Hermolaus
told Alexander in [2191]Curtius, worse than death is bondage: [2192]_hoc
animo scito omnes fortes, ut mortem servituti anteponant_, All brave men at
arms (Tully holds) are so affected. [2193]_Equidem ego is sum, qui
servitutem extremum omnium malorum esse arbitror_: I am he (saith Boterus)
that account servitude the extremity of misery. And what calamity do they
endure, that live with those hard taskmasters, in gold mines (like those
30,000 [2194]Indian slaves at Potosi, in Peru), tin-mines, lead-mines,
stone-quarries, coal-pits, like so many mouldwarps under ground, condemned
to the galleys, to perpetual drudgery, hunger, thirst, and stripes, without
all hope of delivery? How are those women in Turkey affected, that most
part of the year come not abroad; those Italian and Spanish dames, that are
mewed up like hawks, and locked up by their jealous husbands?
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