Omnis a Deo Sapientia

THE Poets faigne, IOVE to haue beene with child,
But very straunge, conceiu'd within his head,
And knowing not, his burthen how to yeeld,
Lo! MVLCIBER doth bring the God abed,
By cutting with an Axe, his skull in two,
When issueth PALLAS forth, with much adoe.

By PALLAS, is all heavenly wisdome ment,
Which not from Nature, and our selues proceedes,
But is from God, immediately sent,
(For in our selues, how little goodnes breedes)
That threefold power of the Soule againe
Resembling God, resideth in our braine.

Some wits of men, so dull and barren are,
That without helpe of Art, no fruite they bring,
Whose Midwife must be toile, and endlesse care,
And Constancie, effecting every thing:
And those who wanting Eloquence, are mute,
Some other way like IOVE, must d their fruite.