Other Sonnets vpon other Subiects, 14

MEn, (Worlds of Mould, that fil the great Worlds Mold)
Creep (like vile Wormes, in whom is nought but Slime)
To find some Hole, wherein to make. their Hold;
Which found, they fil; then (restlesse) straite they climb:
Til hauing rais'd themselues about the Ground
They open lye to be to dust dissolu'd:
As litle, by great Clods, to Dust, are ground:
So, Clods resolu'd to climb, are soone resolu'd:
For, litle Worlds, that would deuour the great,
Break, sith they cannot that huge Masse containe;
For, they that Eat the Earth, the Earth wil eat:
So, Earth to quick, is quickly dead againe.
Then, in the Earth, if Men wil be secure,
They must like Wormes, straite Holes or death indure.