Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 32. Our inclination is so depraved, that it is apt enough of it selfe to runne to sin, with∣out any instigation, whereby to drive it forward OUr mind's so prone to vice, it needs a bridle To hold it rather, then a spurre, to prick it; For left unto it selfe, it hardly stands: But if perverse enticements find it idle, And push it, then, it (runing on a wicked, And headlong course) no reason understands, While at the windows of the eares, and eyes Temptations enter, which the soule surprise, |
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