Diary of John Manningham Part 2

He was afterwards successively Dean of Chester, and Bishop of Gloucester, and Worcester, and died 12 Dec. 1616. (Hardy's Le Neve, i. 439; iii. 66, 177, 264.)]

EPIGRAM; Mr. Kedgwyn.

The radiant splendor[20] of Tom Hortons nose Amates the ruby and puts downe the rose, Had I a iewell of soe rich an hewe, I would present it to some monarchs viewe, Subjects ought not to weare such gemms as those, Therefore our Prince shall have Tom Horton's nose!

[Footnote 20: The word "l.u.s.tre" is interlined above "splendor,"

as another suggested reading in place of the latter word.]

[Sidenote: fo. 2^b.]

EPITAPH IN THE CHAUNCERY[21] AT SANDEY IN BEDFORD[SHIRE.]

Cur caro laetatur dum vermibus esca paratur?

Terrae terra datur, caro nascitur ut moriatur; Terram terra tegat, demon peccata resumat, Mundus res habeat, spiritus alta petat.

Why growes our fleshe so proud, Whiles 'tis but made wormes foode?

This earth must turne to earth.

To dye flesh tooke it birth, The earth our earth must hyde, Our synnes the deuill betyde, The world our goodes must haue, And G.o.d our soules will saue.

[Footnote 21: Chancel or chantry?]

[Sidenote: fo. 3.]

_Certayne devises and empresaes taken by the scucheons in the Gallery[22] at Whitehall; 19 Martij 1601._

[Footnote 22: Pepys mentions on two occasions a gallery at Whitehall called the Shield Gallery (Diary, i. 105, 133), and Hentzner enumerates among things worthy of observation in that s.p.a.cious and memorable palace, "Variety of emblems on paper, out in the shape of shields, with mottos, used by the n.o.bility at tilts and tournaments, hung up here for a memorial," Journey into England, p. 29, ed.

1757.]

The scucheon, twoe windmilles crosse sailed, and all the verge of the scucheon poudred with crosses crosselets, the word _Vndique cruciatus_.

Vnder written these verses:

When most I rest behold howe I stand crost, When most I moue I toyle for others gayne, The one declares my labour to be lost, The other shewes my quiet is but payne.

Vnhappy then whose destiny are crosses, When standinge still and moveing breedes but losses.

The devise manie small tapers neere about a great burning, the word, _Nec tibi minus erit_.

The devise a taper newe blowen out, with a fayre blast from a cloude, the word, _Te flante relucet_.

The scucheon argent with a hand and a pen in it, the word, _Solus amor depinget_.

Two garlandes in a shield, one of lawrell, the other of cypresse, the word, _Manet vna cupressi_.

A ship in the sea, the word, _Meus error ab alto_.

A man falling from the top of a ladder, the word, _Non quo, sed unde cado_.

A scrole of paper full of cypheres, the word, _Adde unum_.

A sunne with sweete face in it averted from an armed knight, shaddowed in a cloud all but his handes and knees, which were bended; the word, _Quousque auertes?_

[Sidenote: fo. 3^b.]

The scucheon, a grayhound coursing, with a word, _In libertate labor_; and another grayhound tyed to a tree and chafinge that he cannot be loosed to followe the game he sawe; the word, _In servitute dolor_.

A fayre sunne, the word, _Occidens occidens_.

A glorious lady in a cloud in the one syde, and a sunne in the other; beneath a sacrifice of hands, hartes, armes, pennes, &c. the word, _Soli, non soli_.

A kingfisher bird, sitting against the winde, the word, _Constans contrariae spernit_.

A palme tree laden with armor upon the bowes, the word, _Fero at patior_.

An empty bagpipe, the word, _Si impleueris_.

An angle with the line and hooke, _Semper tibi pendent_.

A viall well strunge, the word, _Adhibe dextram_.

A sable field, the word, _Par nulla figura dolori_.

A partridge with a spaniell before hir, and a hauke over hir; the word, _Quo me vertam_.

The man in the moone with thornes on his backe looking downwarde; the word, _At infra se videt omnia_.

A large diamond well squared, the word, _Dum formas minuis_.

A pyramis standinge, with the mott _Ubi_ upon it, and the same fallen, with the word _Ibi_ upon it.

A burning glas betwixt the sunne, and a lawne which it had sett on fire; the word, _Nec tamen cales_.

A flame, the word, _Tremet et ardet_.

A torch light in the sunne, the word, _Quis furor_.

A stag having cast his head and standing amazedly, weeping over them; the word over, _Inermis et deformis_; under, _Cur dolent habentes_.

A torche ready to be lighted, the word, _Spero lucem_.

A man attyred in greene, shoting at a byrd in the clowdes; the one arrowe over, the other under; the 3. in his bowe drawne to the heade, with this word upon it, _Spero vltimam_.

A foote treading on a worme, _Leviter ne peream_.

A dyall in the sunne, _In occasu desinit esse_.

A ballance in a hand, _Ponderare est errare_.