to exhilarate his person?
[2224] "Da Trebio, pone ad Trebium, vis frater ab illia
Ilibus?"------
What dish will your good worship eat of?
[2225] ------"dulcia poma,
Et quoscunque feret cultus tibi fundus honores,
Ante Larem, gustet venerabilior Lare dives."
"Sweet apples, and whate'er thy fields afford,
Before thy Gods be serv'd, let serve thy Lord."
What sport will your honour have? hawking, hunting, fishing, fowling,
bulls, bears, cards, dice, cocks, players, tumblers, fiddlers, jesters,
&c., they are at your good worship's command. Fair houses, gardens,
orchards, terraces, galleries, cabinets, pleasant walks, delightsome
places, they are at hand: [2226]_in aureis lac, vinum in argenteis,
adolescentulae ad nutum speciosae_, wine, wenches, &c. a Turkish paradise,
a heaven upon earth. Though he be a silly soft fellow, and scarce have
common sense, yet if he be borne to fortunes (as I have said) [2227]_jure
haereditario sapere jubetur_, he must have honour and office in his course:
[2228]_Nemo nisi dives honore dignus_ (Ambros. _offic. 21._) none so worthy
as himself: he shall have it, _atque esto quicquid Servius aut Labeo_. Get
money enough and command [2229]kingdoms, provinces, armies, hearts, hands,
and affections; thou shalt have popes, patriarchs to be thy chaplains and
parasites: thou shalt have (Tamerlane-like) kings to draw thy coach, queens
to be thy laundresses, emperors thy footstools, build more towns and cities
than great Alexander, Babel towers, pyramids and Mausolean tombs, &c.
command heaven and earth, and tell the world it is thy vassal, _auro emitur
diadema, argento caelum panditur, denarius philosophum conducit, nummus jus
cogit, obolus literatum pascit, metallum sanitatem conciliat, aes amicos
conglutinat_. [2230]And therefore not without good cause, John de Medicis,
that rich Florentine, when he lay upon his death-bed, calling his sons,
Cosmo and Laurence, before him, amongst other sober sayings, repeated this,
_animo quieto digredior, quod vos sanos et divites post me relinquam_, "It
doth me good to think yet, though I be dying, that I shall leave you, my
children, sound and rich:" for wealth sways all. It is not with us, as
amongst those Lacedaemonian senators of Lycurgus in Plutarch, "He preferred
that deserved best, was most virtuous and worthy of the place, [2231]not
swiftness, or strength, or wealth, or friends carried it in those days:"
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