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TO 

My  much  honoured  and 

no  Icfs  truly  beloved  Friend, 

EdVV.     Bbn  LOWES 

£f quire. 

My  Dear  Friend^ 

2lbii:£i&la&0/^  have  piU  the  Thcofboe  hto  my 
11**^11  harjd,  and  I  have  played:  Ton 
**  Y  #ife  g^ve  the  Musician  the  fir II  en- 
^*^¥^^U  ^o«r^^f/wf/^^^  the  Mufick  retur- 
&U:M:M:  '^^^^^  ^^  J^^^  fi'^  Patronage.  Had 
it  been  a  light  Aye^  no  douht  but 
it  had  taken  the  moli  ^  and  among  them  the 
Jiporft  I  but  being  a  grove  Strain  y  my  hopes 
are ,  that  it  vfill  pleafe  the  bejl  ;  and 
mong  them  ^  Tou,  Toyifh  Ayres  pleafe  tri- 
vial ears  ^  They  kifs  the  fancy  ,  and  he- 
tray  it  \  They  cry  ^  WdxX^  fi,f  -^  and  after ^ 
Crucifie  :  ^Let  Dorrs  delight  to  immerd 
themfelves  in  dungj    while fi  hci^l^s  f corn' fo 

A  2  .  poor 


poor  a  Game  as  Flies.  Sir^  you  have  Art  and 
Candour  ,  Let  the  one  judge  ^  let  the  other 
excuse  " 


Your  moil  affedionate 
Friend^ 


Fr  a.  QH^ar  l  e  s 


To  the  "I^eader. 

N  Emhleme  is  but  a  filent  Pa- 
rable. Let  not  the  tender 
Eye  check,  to  lee  the  allu- 
fion  to  cur  blcfled  Saviour 
figured  in  tliefe  Types.  In 
holy  Scripture,  he  is  fomc- 
times  called  a  Sower  ^  fometimes,  a  Filher, 
Ibnietimcs  a  Phyfician  :  And  why  not 
prclentcd  io  as  well  to  the  eye  as  to  the 
ear  ?  Before  the  knowledge  of  letters  God 
was  known  by  Hierogly^hicks  :  xAnd  indeed^ 
what  arc  the  Heavens,  the  Earth,  nay  eve- 
ry Creature,  but  Hierogljfhicks  and  Em^ 
hlemesoi  His  Glory  ?  I  have  no  more  to 
fay,  I  wifh  thee  as  much  pleafure  in  the 
reading,  as  1  had  m  writing;.  Farewel 
Reader, 


^  3 


Bj 


Br  Fathers  hack'dy  ly  Holy  writ  led  on^ 
Thoufhew'flawayto  Beav'/i  iyHQlkon: 
TheMufes  Font  is  confecrate  by  Thee^ 
AndPoefie^  haptiz'd  Divinitie:  (apace^ 

Blefi  foul  that  here  emhrk'fl  y  Thou  fail fl 
*  Tis  hard  tofay^movdmorehy  wit^  or  Grace^ 
£ach  Mufefo  plyesher  Oar:  but  Oy  the  Sail 
Js  plVd  from  Heavn  with  a  Diviner  Gale: 
W\oen  Poets  prove  Divines ^  vphy  [hould  not  I 
Approve  in  Verfe  this  Divine  poetry  ? 
Let  this  f toffee  to  licence  thee  the  Prefs: 
Imufi  nomore-ynor  could  the  Truth  fay  lefs. 

Sic  approbavit 
Rich.   Love 

Procan.  Cmtabrigienfs* 


Tot  Flores  Qu  a  r  l  e  s  ^quot  Paradifii6  habet. 
Ledlori  bene-»;^/^-voIo. 

^il  legit  ex  Uono\ioc  Flores,  .§/«  carplt^utcrque 

Jure  pot  eft  Kio/^x  dicere  ,  jure  Rofas, 
Non  e  Far?taffo  VlOLAM,  P^eflive  ROSETO 

Carpit  Apollo^  magis  qux  fie  amoena,  ROSAM. 
Quoc  Verfus  VIOLAS  Icgis ;  &  ^«fw  -^^c/^ij  locucum 

Credis,  verhx  dedit :  Nam  dedit  llle  ROSAS. 
Ucque  £^0  non  dicajn  h^ec  VIOLAS  fuavifTima  j  Tntc 

Jpje  facis  ViOLASi  LividCy  fi  x^io/^r. 
Nam  veluc  e  VlOLlS  fibi  fugic  Aranea  virus : 

Vertis  iat  in  fuccos  H.zj^  ROSASi^  tuos. 
Quas  c^«/^i  Miifas,  VIOLAS  puto,  quafque  recufas 

Dente  tuo  rofas,  has,  reer,  efle  ROSAS , 
Sic  rofas 3  hc'is  ti\^t  ROSAS,  dum,  Zoi/f,  rodls : 

Sic  facis  has  VIOLAS,  Uvide^  dum  violas. 


Brent' HalU     1^34. 


Epw.  Ben  LOWES, 


LDutTL    (cFiUm    affyicto  y  kS  Oj^um    acibicio 


THE    FIRST    BOOK. 
'The  Invocation. 


ROwxe  theCjiny  foul  3  and  drein  tkec  from  the  dregs 
Of  vulgar  thoughts :  Skrue  up  the  heightned  pegs 
Of  thy  fublime  Theorboe  four  notes  higher, 
And  higher  yet ,  that  fo,  the  flirill-mouth'd  Quire 
Offwift-wj'ngM  Seraphims  may  come  and  joyn. 
And  make  thy  confort  more  than  hilf  divine. 
Invoke  no  Mufe  j  Let  Heav'n  be  thy  Apollo  j 
And  let  his  facred  influences  hallow 
Thy  high-bred  drains ;  Let  his  full  beams  Inrplrc 
Thy  ravi(h'd  brains  with  more  heroick  fire  : 
Snatch  thee  a  Quil  from  the  fpred  Eagles  wing. 
And,  like  the  morning  Lark,  mount  up  and  fing  .• 
Caft  off  thefe  dangling  plummets,  that  fo  clog 
Thy  laboring  heart,  which  gropes  in  this  dark  fog 
Of  dungeon-earth  j  let  flsfh  and  blood  forbear 
To  ftop  thy  flight,  till  this  bafe  world  appear 
A  thin  blew  Landskip:  Let  thy  pinions  foare 
So  high  a  pitch,  that  m.en  may  feem  no  more 
Than  Pifmires,  crawling  on  this  Mole-hlU  earth;, 
Thy  ear  untroubled  with  their  frantick  mirth  j 
Let  not  tht  frailty  ot  thy  flefn  difturb 
Thy  new-concluded  peace  ;  Let  Reafon  cuib 
Thy  hot  mouh'd  PafTicn  3  and  let  heav'ns  fire  feafori 
The  freih  Conctits  of  thy  correfted  Reafon. 
Dlfdain  to  warm  thee  at  Lufts  fmokle  fives,       -:^-  - 
Sco  n,  fcovn  to  feed  on  thy  old  bloat  defires  : 
Crme   come,  my  foulj  ho)le  up  thy  higher  fai's, 
The  wind  blowcs  fair  •  Shall  we  iliil  creep  like  Snails, 

That 


2  Emhlemes.  Book  i. 

That  gild  their  waycs  with  their  own  native  flimcs  ? 
No,  we  muft  flic  like  Eagles,  and  our  Rhimes 
Muft  mount  to  heaven  and  reach  th'  Olympick  ear ; 
Our  heav*n-blown  fire  muft  Teek  no  other  Sphear. 

Thou  great  Tfjeanthropos,  that  giv'ft  and  ground'ft 
Thy  gifts  in  duft  ;  and  from  our  dunghU  crown'ft 
Reflefted  Honour,  taking  by  retail. 
What  thou  haft  giv*n  in  grofs,  from  lapfed,  frail, 
And  finful  man  j  that  drink'ft  full  draughts ,  wherein     - 
Thy  childrcns  leprous  fingers,  fcurPd  with  Sin  , 
Have  padled,  cleanfe,  O  cleanfe  my  crafty  foul 
From  fecret  crimes,  and  let  my  thoughts  control 
My  thoughts :  O,  teach  me  ftoutly  to  deny 
My  felf,  that  1  may  be  no  longer  1 : 
Enrich  my  fancie,  clarifie  my  thoughts, 
Refine  my  drofs ,  O,  wink  at  humane  faults  ; 
And  through  this  flender  conduit  of  my  Quill 
Convey  thy  Current,  whofe  clear  ftreams  may  fill 
The  hearts  of  men  with  love,  their  tongues  with  praife  .* 
Crown  mc  with  Glory  ^  Takcj  who  lift^  the  Bayes, 


Will  Mar^'liolljcu^  : 


Book    I.  Embkmes.  5 

I. 

Jam.   !•  14. 

Every  wan  if  tempt e^^  when  he  is  drmn  avpaj^ 
hj  bis  ovpn  lufi^  and  enticed. 

Serpent,  Eve, 

Serp,  IV  JOc  eat  >  Not  taft  ?  Not  touch  ?  Not  cad  an  eye 

i  X  Upon  the  fruit  of  this  fair  Tree  ?  And  why  ? 
Why  eat'il:  thou  not  what  Heav'n  ordain'd  foi-  food  > 


0r  canft  thou  think  that  bad  which  heav'n  callM  Good? 

Why  was  it  made,  if  not  to  be  enjoy *d  ? 

Negled  of  favours  makes  a  favour  void ; 

Bleflings  unus'd  ,  peivert  into  a  Waft, 

As  well  as  Surfets  j  Woman,  Do  but  taft  : 

See  how  the  laden  boughs  make  filent  fuic 

To  be  enjoy 'd  5  Look  how  their  bending  frulc 

Meet  thee  half-way  ;  Obferve  but  how  they  crouch 

To  kifs  ihy  hand  j  Coy  woman,  Do  but  touch : 

Maik  what  a  pure  Vermilion  blulh  has  dy'd 

Their  fwelling  cheeks,  and  how  for  fliame  they  hide 

Their  palfie  heads,  to  fee  themfelves  ftand  by 

Negleftcd  :  Woman,  Do  but  caft  an  eye. 

What  bounteous  heav'n  ordain'd  for  ufe,  refufe  not  j 

Come,  pull  and  cat :  Y'  abufe  the  thing  ye  ufc  not. 

Eve.  Wifeft  of  Beafts,  our  great  Creatourdid 
Referve  this  Tree,  and  this  alone  forbid  5 
The  reft  are  freely  ours,  which  doubtlefs  are 
As  pleafing  to  the  taft ;  to  th*  eye  as  fair  ; 
But  touching  this,  his  ftrift  commands  are  fuchj 
*Tis  death  to  taft,  no  lefs  Chan  death  to  touch. 


Se^l 


i  Emhlemes*  Book    lo 

Scrp.  Pirh ;  death's  a  fable  :  Did  not  heav*n  infpirc 
Your  equall  Elements  with  living  Fire, 
Blown  from  the  fpring  of  life  ?  Is  not  that  breath 
Immortal  ^  Come  j  ye  are  as  free  from  death 
Ashe  that  made  yz.  Can  the  flames  expire 
Which  he  has  kindled^  Can  ye  quench  his  fiie  ? 
Did  not  the  great  Creators  voice  proclaim 
"What  ere  he  made  (from  the  blew  fpangled  frame 
To  the  poor  leaf  that  trembles  j  very  good  > 
Bleft  he  not  both  the  Feeder,  and  the  Food  "> 
Tell,  tell  me  then,  what  danger  can  accrue 
From  fuch  bleft  Food,  to  fuch  half- gods  as  you  > 
Curb  needlefs  fears,  and  let  no  fond  conceit 
Abule  your  freedome  j  woman,  take  and  cat. 

Eve^    'fis  true,  we  are  immortal ;  death  is  yet 
Unborn,  and  till  rebellion  make  it  debt. 
Undue  ;  I  know  the  fruit  is  good,  until 

Prefumptuous  difobedience  mske  it  ill. 

The  lips  that  open  to  this  fruit's  a  portal 

To  let  in  death  ,  and  make  immortal  mortal. 

Serp.  You  cannot  die  j  come  ,  woman,  Taft  and  fear  not: 
Eve.  Shall  Bvc  tranfgrefs  ?  1  dare  not,  O  1  dire  not. 
Scfp.  Afraid  ?  why  draw*ft  thou  back  thy  tim'rous  arm  ? 

Harm  onely  fals  on  fuch  as  fear  a  harm. 

Heav'n  knowes  and  fears  the  virtue  of  this  Tree  : 

Twill  make  ye  perfeft  Gods  as  tvell  as  He. 

Stretch  forth  thy  hand,  and  let  ihy  fondnefs  never 

Fear  death  j  Do,  pull,  and  eat,  and  live  for  ever. 
Eve.  'Tis  but  an  apple  ^  and  it  is  as  good 

To  do  as  to  dcfire.  Fruii's  made  for  food  ; 

lie  pull,  and  taft,  and  tempt  my  Adam  too 

To  know  the  (ecrets  of  this  dainty.     Scrp,  Doe. 


S.  CHRYS. 


Book  I.  Emhlemes.  7 

S.  CHRYS.   fup.Matth. 

Hefo'icedbim  not :  He  touched  him  not :  Qnelyfaid,  Caft  thy 
[clidown;  that  vpe  may  \now,  thattvhofoever  obeyeth  the  Be- 
v'U  cadeth  himfelf  down :  For  the  Vevll  may  fnggeft,  compel  he 
cannot, 

S.  BERN,  infer. 

It  is  the  DeviUpan  tojuigefl  •  Ours^  not  to  cmfent.  As  oft 
as  vpe  Yefift  bim^  fo  often  we  overcome  him ;  as  often  as  voe  over- 
come him,  fo  often  we  bring  joy  to  the  Angels,  and  glory  to  Gody 
who  jrropofeth  us,  that  we  may  contend,  and  ajfijleth  Ui ,  that  we 
may  conquer. 


EPIG.  r. 

Unluckie  Parliament  \  wherein,  at  laft. 
Both  Houfes  are  agreed,  and  firmly  pad 
An  ad  of  death,  confirm'd  by  higher  Powers : 
Q  had  it  had  but  fuch  fuccefs  as  Ours ! 


4ju:  rrumm  czemt 


r 

imiajm.  vn  amne  nuduiii 


^'C:  Marfh*nTjculj>Tit 


Book  I.  Emhlernes^^  9 

II. 

James   i.  15.' 

Then  when  lufi  hath  conceivedy  it  hringeth 
forth  finne-j  and  fmne  when  it  is  finmed 
hringeth  forth  death. 


T    Ament,  lament  j  Look,  look  what  thou  haft  done  5 
-*— ^     Lament  the  worlds,  lament  thy  own  eftace  c 
Look,  look  by  doing  how  thou  art  undone  5 

Lament  thy  fall  j  lament  thy  change  of  State  ; 
Thy  faith  is  broken,  and  thy  freedome  gone. 

See,  fee  too  loon,  what  thou  lament'fl  too  late. 
■'    O  ihou  that  wert  fo  many  men,  nay  all 

Abridg'd  in  one,  how  has  thy  defp'rate  fall 
Deftroy'd  thy  unborn  feed,  deflroyM  thy  felt  withal, 

z 

Uxorious  Adtim^  whom  thy  maker  made 
Equal  to  Angels  that  ex  cell  in  pow'r, 
W'hat  haft  thou  done  ?  O  why  haft  thou  obey'd 
Thy  own  deftrudion  >  Like  a  new-crop t  flowrc 
How  does  the  glory  of  thy  beauty  fade  / 
How  are  thy  fonunes  blafted  in  an  hour  ! 
How  arc  thou  cow'd,  that  hadft  the  pow^'  to  quell 
The  fpite  of  new-fall'n  Angells,  baffle  Hell, 
And  vie  with  thofe  that  ftood,and  vanquilh  thofe  that  felJ. 

S  See 


19  ErrMemes*  Book  l# 

See  Kow  the  world  ('whofe  chaft  and  pregnant  womb 
Of  late  conceiv'd,  and  brought  forth  nothing  ill^ 
Is  now  degenerated,  and  become 

A  bafe  Adulterefs,  whofe  falfe  births  do  fill 

The  earth  wirh  Monfters,  Monfters  that  do  rome 

And  rage  about,  and  make  a  trade  to  kill ; 

Now  Glutt'ny  paunches*,  Lufl  begins  to  fpawn; 
Wrath  takes  revenge-,  and  Avarice  a  pawn  ; 
Pale  Envy  plneSjPridc  fwells,and  Sloth  begins  to  yawn. 

4 

The  Aire  that  whifper*d,  now  begins  to  rotCj 

And  bluftring  Boreas  blows  the  boyljng  Tide  \ 
The  whlte-mouth'd  Water  now  ufurps  the  Ihore, 
And  fcorns  the  pow'r  of  her  tridental  guide  j 
The  Fire  now  burns,  that  did  but  warm  before. 
And  rules  her  ruler  with  refiftlefs  pride  : 

Fire,  Water,  Earth,  and  Aire,  that  fiv  ft  were  made 
To  be  fufedu'd,  fee  how  they  now  invade  i       (obey'd. 
They  luk  whom  once  they  ferv'd,  command^  where  once 

Beholdj  that  nakednefs,  that  late  bewray'd 

Thy  glo^^y?  now's  become  thy  {hame,  thy  wonder: 
Behold;  thofe  Trees  whofe  various  fruits  were  made 

For  food,  flow  turn'd  a  ihade  to  {hrowd  thee  under : 
Behold;  that  voice  (which  thou  haft  difobey'd) 
That  late  was  mufick,  now  affrights  like  thunder : 
poor  manl  Are  noc  thyjoynts  grown  fore  with  {baking;, 
To  view  th'effeft  of  thy  bold  undertaking. 
That  in  one  hour  didd*ft  marrc  what  hgav'n  fix  dayes  was 

(making? 
5.  AUGUST, 


Book  I.  Emhlemes»  xi 

S.   AUGUST,  Jib.  i.delib.arblr; 

It  h  a.  mojl  juft  punifhrnent,  that  man  fhould  lofe  that  free- 
dome  which  man  could  not  iife^  yet  had  power  to  l^eep  if  he 
would;  and  that  he  who  had  \nowledge  to  do  what  was  right y 
and  did  not ,  fhould  be  deprived  of  the  knowledge  of  what  was 
right',  and  that  he  who  would  not  do  righteoufly  when  he  had 
the  powers  fhould  lofe  the  power  to  do  it^  when  he  had  the  witt^ 

Hugo  de  anlma. 

They  are  juftly  punlfhed  that  ahufe  lartful  things,  but  they 
are  mofi  juftly  punifhed,  that  ufe  unlawful  things :  Thn- 
Lucifer  fell  I  iwi  Heaven  :  thus  Adam  lofl  his  Paradife. 


EPIC.  2. 

See  ho  ,v  thefe  fruitful  kernels,  being  caft 
Upon  the  earth,  how  thick  they  fpring  1  howfaft ! 
A  full-ear 'd  crop  and  thriving,  rank  and  proud  ; 
Prepoft*rous  man  firft  fow'd,  and  then  he  plough'd^- 


12 


Emhlemes^  - 

HI. 


Book  I. 


l^\  f^\^tiai,  f^u{-tcl .  ^atiezu ,  nonpoticzt^. 


Book  I.  Emhlemesl  15 

III. 

Proverbs      14.  i?, 

Fv^n  in  laughter  the  heart  is  forrowful^  and 
the  end  of  that  mirth  is  heavinejje  • 


A' 


Las  fond  Child, 

How  are  thy  thoughts  begijirdj 
To  hope  for  h.ony  from  a  nefl  of  wafps  ? 
Thou  maieft  as  well 
Go  feek  for  eafe  in  hell, 
Or  fprightly  Neftar  from  the  mouths  of  alps. 

z 

The  world  's  a  hive. 
From  whence  thou  canft  derive 
No  good,  but  what  thy  fouls  vexation  brings ; 
Put  cafe  thou  meet 
Some  peti-peti-fweer, 
Each  drop  is  guarded  with  a  thoufand  flings. 

3 

Why  doefl  thou  make 
Thefe  murm'ring  troups  forfakc 
The  fafe  proteftion  of  their  waxen  homes  ? 
This  hive  contains 
No  fweet  that's  worth  thy  pains ; 
There's  nothing  here,  alas,  but  empty  combes. 


14  Emblemet*  Book  I. 

4 

For  trafh  and  toyes, 
And  grief  in^end'ring;  joyes. 
What  torment  feems  too  {harp  for  flefh  aodbloud  ! 
What  bitter  pills. 
Compos  'd  of  reall  ills, 
Jt.ian  fwallow?  down  to  purchafe  one  falfc  good  ! 

5 

The  dainties  here. 
Are  leaft  whit  they  appear  ; 
Thoug,h  fweet  in  hopes,  yet  in  fruition  fowre  S 
The  fruit  thafs  yellow, 
Is  found  not  alwayes  rnellow  : 
The  faireft  Tulip's  not  the  fweeteft  flowfe. 

6 

Fond  youth,  give  ore. 
And  vex  thy  foul  no  moie 
In  feeking  what  were  better  f arre  imfoundj 
Alas.' thy  gains 
Are  onelyprefent  pains 
To  gather  bcoipions  for  a  future  woun4o 

r 

7 
What's  earth?  or  in  Ir,' 
That  longer  then  a  minur, 
Can  lend  a  free  delight  that  can  endure  '> 
O  who  would  droyl. 
Or  delve  in  fugji  a  foyi. 
Where  gain's  uncertain  and  the  pai^  is  fure  t 


$^,  mcwsr. 


Book  !•  Emhlemef.  1 5 

S.  AUGUST. 

Swcet'fHfs  in  tempord  miners  is  deceitful:  ItisaUboti 
and  a  perpetual  fear;  it  is  a  dangerous  pleafurCf  rohofe  begtnnin  - 
is  without  pyoiiidcnce^  and  vphofe  end  is  not  rvithout  reperttancs^ 

HUGO. 

luxury  is  an  emicing  pleafure^  a  baflard  mirth,  which  hatJs 
hoiiey  in  her  mnthy  gall  in  hsr  hem^  mi  apng  in  her  tail. 


EPIG.  t. 

What,  Cupid, zre  thy  (hafts  ah-eady  made  ? 
And  feeking  honey,  to  fet  up  thy  trade?     ^ 
True  Emblenie  of  thy  fweets !  Thy  Bees  do  bring 
Honey  in  iheir  mornks,  but  inthelr  tailsj  afting, 

B  4 


i6 


Emhlemes. 


Book  I. 


IV. 


Jem?£  ?■  cm  lilus  f2omie3if  auiVt  M/i:)r 


-^ 


Book  I.  Emhlemes.  17 

IV. 

Psalm. ^2.^, 

To  be  laid  in  the  halUnce^  it  is  altogether  lighter 
then  zamt). 

I 

Put  in  another  weight:  *Tis  yet  too  light : 
And  yet:  Fond  C lipid y  put  another  in; 
And  yet  another  :  Still  there's  under  weight : 
Put  in  another  hundred:  Put  again; 

Adde  world  to  world;  then  heap  a  thoufand  mors 
To  that;  then^  to  renew  thy  wafted  ftorc  , 
Take  up  more  worlds  on  truft,  to  draw  thy  balance  lower , 

2 
Tut  in  the  flefh,  with  all  her  loads  of  pleafare^ 

Put  in  great  Mammons  endlefs  inventory  ; 
Put  in  the  ponderous  ads  ot  Mighty  defar ; 
Put  in  the  greater  weight  of  Syoedens  glory ; 

Add  Scipio's  gauntlet ;  put  ii>  Plato's  grown : 
Put  Circes  charms^  put  in  the  triple  crown. 
Thy  balance  will  not  draw ;  thy  balance  will  not  down. 

Lord  what  a  world  is  this,  which  day  and  night. 

Men  feek  with  fo  much  toyl,  with  fo  much  trouble  ? 
Which  weigh 'd  in  equal  fcales  is  found  fo  light. 
So  poorly  over-balanc'd  with  a  bubble  ? 

Good  God  !  that  frantick  mortals  fhould  deftroy 
Their  higher  hopes,  and  place  their  idle  joy 
Upon  fuch  airy  traftij  upoa  fo  light  a  toy ! 

Thou 


1 8  Emhlemes*  Book  i, 

4 
TK®u  bold  Impoftor,  how  haft  thou  befool'd 
The  tribe  of  Man  with  counterfeit  defire  I 
How  has  the  breath  of  thy  falfe  bellows  cool'd 

Heav'ns  free-born  flames,  and  kindled  baftard  fi|:e  ! 
'  How  haft  thou  vented  drofs  in  ftcad  of  treafiire. 

And  cheated  man  with  thy  falfe  weights  and  meafure. 
Proclaiming  bad  for  goodj  and  gilding  death  with  pleafure* 

The  worh'ds  a  crafty  Strumpet,  moft  afteding 

And  clofely  following  thofe  that  moft  rejed  her ; 
But  feeming  carelefs,  nicely  difrefpefting 
And  coyly  flying  thofe  that  moft  dffeA  her : 

If  thou  be  free,  ftie's  ftrange,  if  ftrange  ftie's  free  j 
Flee,  and  {lie  follows ;  follow,  and  fhe'l  flee  : 
Then  (he  ther's  none  mpie  coy,  ther's  none  more  fond  then 

(Oic. 

O  what  a  Crocodilian  world  is  this, 

Compos'd  of  treacheries,  and  enfnaring  wiles  ! 
She  clothes  deftruftion  in  a  formal  kifs. 
And  lodges  death  in  her  deceitful  fmiles ; 

She  hugs  the  foul  {be  hates  j  and  there  does  prove 
The  verieft  tyrant  where  {he  vows  to  love. 
And  is  a  Serpent  moft,  when  moft  {he  feems  a  Dove. 

7 
Thrice  happy  he,  whofe  nobler  thoughts  defpife 

To  make  an  objcft  of  fo  ea{ie  gains  ; 
Thrice  happy  he  who  fcorns  fo  poor  a  prize 
Sould  be  the  crown  of  hisheroick  pains : 

Thrice  happy  he,  that  ne'r  was  born  to  trie 
.    Her  frowns  or  fmiles ;  or  bein^  born,  did  li? 
In  his  fad  nurfes  arms  an  houi  or  two,  and  die. 

S.  AUGU§ 


Book  I.  Emhlemes.  i^ 

5.  A  U  G  U  S  T.  lib,  Confeff. 

0  yoii  th.u  dote  upon  thh  worlds  for  what  vi^oyy  do  ye 
fight  ?  Tour  hopes  can,  he  crowned  vp'ith  no  greater  reward 
thc'/i  the  world  cm  give  ;  and  what  is  the  world  hut  a.  brittle 
thing  fidl  of  d.ingers,  wherein  roe  travel  from  Icffer  to  greater 
perils?  0  let  all  her  vain,  light,  and  momentany  glotjpenfh 
with  herfclfi  md  let  us  he  corner f ant  with  more  eternal  things, 
AlaSi  this  world  is  mferable  j  life  isjberti  and  death  is  fare. 


EPIO.  4. 

My  foulj  \v hat's  lighter  then  a  feather  >  wind. 
Then  wind  5  The  fire.  And  what  then  fire  ^  The  minj. 
What's  lighter  then  the  mind>  A  thought*  Then  thought? 
Th^is  bubble-'.vorld.  What  then  this  bubbk  ?  Nought. 


20 


Emblemes* 


Book  il 


ur    vczfitue     oi 


bis . 


Book  I.  tmhlemes* 

V. 

I  Cor.  7.31. 

7  he  fa]  b  ton  of  this  world  i)afjeth  ai^aj, 

GOne  are  thofe  golden  dayes,  wherein 
Pale  confcience  (laitcd  not  at  i^gly  finne: 
When  good  old  Saturnes  peaceful!  Throne 
Was  unufurpedby  his  beardlefle  Son  : 

When  jealous  Ops  ne'r  feaiM  th'  abufe    . 
Ot  her  Chafl  bed,  or  breach  of  nuptial  Truce  : 

When  juikAjlraa  poys'i  her  Scales 
In  mortal  hearts,  whofe  abfence  earth  bewails: 

When  froth  born  Vefius  and  her  brat. 
With  all  that  fpurious  brood  young  Jove  begat. 

In  horrid  {hi  pes  were  yet  unknown  5 
•Thofe  Halcyon  dayes,ihit  golden  age  isgone^ 

There  was  no  Client  then  to  wait 
The  leifure  of  his  long.tayl*d  Advocate ; 

The  Talion  Law  was  in  requefl. 
And  Chanc'ry  cou^s  were  kept  in  ev'ry  brcft ; 

Abufed  Statutes  h*d  no  Tenters, 
And  men  could  deal  fecure  without  indentures  : 

There  was  no  peeping-hole  to  clear 
The  Wittals  eye  from  his  incarnate  fear ; 

There  were  no  lufiful  Cinders  then 
Tobroyl  the  Carbonado'd  hearts  of  men : 

The  rofie  cheek  did  then  ptoclaim 
A  (hame  of  Guilt ,  but  not  a  guilt  of  fhame : 

There  was  no  whlnine  foul  to  ftart 
Ac  CHpids  cwang,  or  cwrle  his  flaming  dart  3 


Tbe 


/ 


Z2  Emblemes.  Book  r^ 

The  Boy  had  then  but  callow  wings, 
And  fell  Erynnis  Scorpions  had  no  flings : 

The  better-aftcd  world  did  move 
Upon  the  fixed  poles  of  Truth  and  Love. 

Love  eflenc'd  in  the  hearts  of  men  ; 
Then  Reafon  rul'dj  there  was  no  Pafllon  then ; 

Till  Luft  and  Rage  began  to  enter. 
Love  the  Circumference  was,  and  love  the  Center, 

Until  the  wanton  dayes  of  yot*? 
The  fimple  world  was  all  compos'd  of  Love? 

But  Jove  grew  fleflily,  falfe,  un  juft  ; 
Inferiour  beauty  fiU'd  his  veins  with  luft  ; 

And  Cucquean  Juno's  fury  hurld 
Tierce  balls  of  rage  into  th*  inceftuous  world : 

Aftra.i  fled,  and  love  returned 
From  earthj  earth  boyl'd  with  luft,  with  rage  It  burn'd  5 

And  ever  fince  the  world  hath  been 
Kept  going  with  ^hc  fcourge  of  luft  and  Spleen, 


i?.  AMBROS, 


Book  I.  EmhlemeSi  23 

S.   AMBROS. 

tu^  is  a  (h.trpfpur  to  vic€y  which  alwayes  puneth  the  affect" 
cm  into  a  fdCe  gdlop, 

HUGO. 

Lufl  is  an  immoderate  rvantonnefs  of  the  flcfh,  nffveetpoy" 
fon,  a  cruel  pcfiUence-,  a  pernicious  poifon^  -which  wea^neth 
the  body  of  m.in)  md  effemin.itcth  the  (irength  of  an  heroicii 
mind, 

S.  AUGUST. 

Envy  is  the  hatred  of  anothe-rs  felicity :  in  refpe^l  of  Sw 
periours,  becmfe  they  are  not  equall  to  them',  in  refpeH  ef 
Inferieurs^lefi  h^fhouldbe  equall  tojhem-y  in  refpe6l  of  equalise 
btcaufe  they  are  equall  to  them :  Through  envy  proceeded  the 
fall  efthe  world,  and  the  death  ofchrifi. 


EPIC.  y. 

\Vhat  }  Cupid,  muft  the  world  be  lafht  fo  foon  ? 
But  made  at  morning,  and  be  whipt  at  noon  ? 
'lis  like  the  wagge  that  playes  with  J^enus  Doves, 
The  more ';  is  Ulhtj  the  more  pcryerfe  it  prtves. 


24 


Emhlemes^ 
VI, 


\ 


Book  I. 


n  cztice    tutd  Lfut^ 


Book  I.  Emhlemes.  25 

VI. 

E  C   C  L  E     S.    2.  17. 

All  is  VAmtie  and  vexation  offpirh* 


HOvv  is  the  anxious  foul  of  man  befoolM 
In  his  dcfirc. 
That  thinks  an  Hedick  fever  may  be  cool'd 

In  flames  of  fire  5 
Or  hopes  to  rake  full  heaps  of  burnifht  gold 
From  nafty  mire  ! 
A  whining  Lover  may  as  well  requefl: 
A  fcornful  bread 
To  melt  in  gentle  tears,  as  woo  the  world  for  refl. 


Let  wit  and  all  her  fludicd  plots  effcft 

The  beft  they  can  ; 
Let  fmiling  Fortune  profper  and  perfe  <fl 

What  wit  began  5 
Let  earth  advife  with  both,  and  fo  project " 

A  happy  man  5 
Let  wit  er  fawning  Fortune  vie  their  beft  5 

Hemaybebleft 
V/ich  all  that  canh  can  give :  but  earth  can  give  no  reft. 

C  Whofc 


2  6  .  Emhlemes.  Book  I. 


Whofe  gold  is  double  with  a  careful  hand. 

His  cares  are  double  j 
The  pleafure,  honour,  wealth  of  Tea  and  land 

Bring  but  a  trouble  j 
The  world  it  felf,  and  all  the  worlds  command. 

Is  but  a  bubble. 
The  ftrong  defires  of  mans  infatiate  breaft 

May  {land  poiTeft 
Of  all  that  earth  can  give  5  but  earth  can  give  no  reft, 

4  .        . 

The  world's  a  feeming  Pai'dife,  bat  her  own 

And  mans  tormenter  j 
Appearing  fixe,  yet  but  a  rolling  ftone 

Without  a  tenter  5 
It  is  a  vaft  Circumference,  where  none 

Can  find  a  Center. 
Of  more  then  earth  can  earth  make  none  pofleft  j 

And  he  that  Icaft 
Regards  this  refllefi  world,  (hall  in  this  world  find  reft. 

f. 
True  reft  coniifts  not  in  the  oft  revying 

Of  worldly  drofle  ; 
Earths  miiie  purchafe  is  not  worth  the  buying  5 

Her  gain  is  loife ; 
Her  reft  but  giddy  toil,  if  not  relying 

Upon  her  crofle. 
How  worldlings  droil  for  trouble  /  That  fond  breaft 

That  is  pofleft 
Of  earth  without  a  crols,  has  carch  without  a  reft, 

CASS. 


Book  I*  ^mblemest-  ij 

CASS,  in  Pf. 

Tne  Crofs  is  the  invlncibli  pinclua'-y  of  the  humble  i  The  deje* 
clio/i  of  the  proud,  the  victory  of  Chrifl^the  defirn6llon  of  the  rfe- 
vil,  the  confim.ition  of  the  faith fnli  the  death  of  the  unbeliever^ 
the  life  ofthejufi, 

DAMASCEM. 

The  Cfofs  of  Chrifl  is  the  l^ey  of?xfadlfe\  the  ivea{  mansjlaffl 
the  Converts  convoy :  the  upnght  mans  perfe6li»n  :  the  foul  and 
bodies  health :  the  prevention  of  all  evilj  and  the  prdCHrer  of  aH 
good. 


1 


E  P  1 G.  ^. 

Worldlings,  whofe  whimpering  folly  holds  the  lofTes 
Of  honour,  pleafurc,  health  and  wealth  fuch  croflcsj 
Look  here,  and  tell  me  what  your  Arms  engrofle^ 
When  ihc  beft  end  of  what  ye  hug*$  a  crolfc. 


18 


Emhlemes^ 


Book  r. 


VII. 


<^  ate^   ha. 


loj  tu,   at  ctia    due  IS  / 


■  :i;iiO-23il3f.I 


onori  iO 


(.  ^ijj 


Book  i7  Emhlemes*  ^9 

Vn. 

I    Pe  T  E  ^     5.  8. 

BefoheTy  he  uigilanty^  hecaufe  yonr  adverfary 
the  devil  as  a  roarmg  Lion  walketh  '  about 
feeking  whom  he  may  devoured 


a 


T  7*T  THy  doft  thou  fuffer  luftful  floth  to  creep; 
V     V       Dull  Cyprian  lad,  into  thy  wanton  brows? 
Is  this  a  time  to  pay  thine  idle  vowes 

At  Morpheus  (hrine  ">  Is  this  a  time  to  fteep 

Thy  brains  in  wafteful  flumbers  ?  up  and  rou'zc 

Thy  leaden  fpirit :  Is  this  a  time  to  fleep  ? 
Adjourn  thy  fanguine  dreams :  Awake,  arife. 
Call  in  thy  thoughts  j  and  let  them  all  advifc, 

Hadfl  thou  as  many  heads  as  thou  haft  wounded  eyes,        ' 

Look,  look,  what  horrid  furies  do  await 

Thy  flatt'ring  flumbers !  If  thy  drowziehead 

But  chance  to  nod,  thou  fall'ft  into  a  bed 
Of  fulph'ious  flames, whofe  torments  want  a  date. 

Fond  boy,  be  wife  ;  let  not  thy  thoughts  be  fed 
With  Phrygian  wifdome  j fools  are  wife  toa  late : 

Beware  betimes,  and  let  thy  reafon  fever 

Thofe  gates  which  paflion  closM  j  wake  now,  or  never : 
For  if  thou  nodd'ft  thou  fall'ft :  and  falling  fall*ft  for  ever, 

C  3  Marka 


3  o  ^mhiemej^  Book  I  ♦ 

3 

^lark,  how  the  ready  hands  of  death  prepare  : 
His  bow  is  bent,  and  he  has  hbtchM  his  da^rt; 
He  aims,  he  levels  at  thy  flumb*ring  heart  : 
The  wound  is  pofting,  O  be  wife,  be  ware. 

What  ?  has  tht  Voyce  of  danger  loft  the  art 
'  To  raife  the  fpirit  of  neglected  care  > 

.   Wellj  deep  thy  fill,  and  take  thy  foft  repofes  j 
Btit  know  withal,  fwect  taffs  have  fowre  clbfes  ^ 
And  he  rej>ents  in  thorns,  that  Ileeps  in  beds  of  rofes, 

4    ■ 

Yet  fluggard,  wake,  and  gull  thy  foul  no  more 
With  earths  falfe  pleafure,  and  the  worlds  delight, 
Whofe  fruit  is  fair  and  p leafing  to  thfe  fight, 
But  fowre  in  tall,  falfe  at  the  putrid  core  : 

Thy  flaring  glafs  is  gems  at  her  half  light , 
She  makes  thee  feeming  rich,  but  ttuly  poor : 
5he  boafls  a  kernel,  and  beftowfe  \  fhell  5 
Performs  an  inch  of  her  fair  pioniisM  eJl : 
Her  words  piotefl  a  Heav'n  \  her  V/orks  produce  an  hell, 

>■ 
O  thou  the  fduhUih  of  whofe  better  part 

Is  earthM  and  gravellM  up  v;lth  vain  defire  \ 

That  dayly  wallow'ft  in  the  fleihly  mire 
And  bafe  pollution  of  a  iuftftil  heart, 

That  fceril  no  pafiTion  but  in  wanton  fire. 
And  own*ft  no  torment  but  from  Cuspids  dart  3 

Behold  thy  Type  \   Thou  fitft  upon  this  ball 

Of  earth,  fccure,  while  death  ihat  flings  at  all, 
Stands  arm*d  to  ibike  thee  do^n,  where  flames  attend  thy 

^  r^aii. 


I 


Book  I »  Emblemes.  3^ 

S.  BERN. 

Securkle  ism  rvheu  ;  It  is  neither  in  Heaven,  nor  in  Fara^ 
dife,  much  lefs  in  the  world :  In  Heaven  the  Angels  fell  from 
the  divine  pre  fence  y  inParadife,  Adam  fell  from  his  place  of 
pkafure-yin  the  rfor  id,  Judas  fell  from  the  School  efom  Saviour, 

HUGO. 

leatfecure,ldrin\fecHre,lfleepfeeure,  even  as  though 
I  hadpaji  the  day  of  death,  avoided  the  day  ofjudgemem,  and 
efcaped  the  tormenis  of  bell-fire  :  I  play  and  laughy  as  though  1 
Tvere  already  triumphing  in  the  l^ingdome  of  Heaven, 


EPIG.  7. 

Get  up,  my  foul ;  Redeem  thy  flavifti  eyes 
From  drowzy  bondage  ;  O  beware ;  be  wife : 
Thy  fo*s  before  thee ;  thou  muft  fight  or  flie : 
Life  lies  moft  open  in  a  dofed  eye. 

C4 


32 


Emblemes. 


Book  I.  J 


VIII. 


Ct  rifu  nee  at. 


L^' 


i'?r.^io7.' 


'•  f»/>f» 


Bookl,  Emhlemes.  --^         '  33 

VIIL 
Luke      6.  25. 

ivoe  be  tojou  that  laugh  now^  forje  fhall  mourn 
andvpeef* 

THe  world's  a  popular  difeafe,  that  reigns 
Within  the  froward  heart  and  frantick  brains 
Of  poor  diftemper'd  mortalls,  oft  arifing 
From  ill  digeftion^  through  th'  unequal  poyfing 
Of  ill-weigh'd  Elements,  whofe  light  direds 
Malignant  humojs  to  malign  effeds: 
One  raves,  and  labours  with  a  boyling  liver  ; 
Rends  hair  by  handfuUs,  curfing  Cu^'idi  quiver  : 
Another  with  abloudy-flux  of  oaths 
Vowes  deep  revenge  :  one  dotes  5  the  other  loathes : 
.  One  frisks  and  fings,  and  vies  a  flagon  more 
To  drench  dry  cares,  and  makes  the  welkin  rare : 
Another  droops ;  the  fun-fliine  makes  him  fad  ; 
Heav'n  cannot  pleafe.:  One's  mop'd  j  the  tother's  mad ; 
One  hugs  his  gold  5  another  lets  it  flie  : 
He  knowing  not  for  whom  j  nor  tother  why. 
One  fpends  his  day  in  plots,  his  night  in  play ; 
Another  {leeps  and  flugs  both  night  and  day  : 
One  laughs  at  this  thing  ;  tother  cries  for  that  .• 
But  neither  one  nor  tother  knows  for  what. 
Wonder  of  wonders  I  what  we  ought  t'  evite 
As  our.  difeafe  3  we  hug  as  our  delight : 
'T  is  held  a  fymptome  of  approchlng  danger. 
When  difacquainted  %nfe  becomes  a  ftranger. 

And 


34  Emilemes*  Book  i» 

And  takes  no  knowledge  of  an  old  difeafe ; 
But  when  a  noyfome  grief  begins  to  pleafe 
The  unrefifting  fenfe,  it  is  i  fear 
That  death  has  parliM,  and  compounded  there  .• 
As  when  the  dreadful  Thund'rers  awful  hand 
Poures  forth  a  vial  on  th'infeded  land, 
J\,t  firft  th'affrighted  Martals  quake  and  fear  j 
And  every  noife  is  thought  the  Thunderer  : 
But  when  the  frequent  foul-departing  bell 
Has  pav'd  their  ears  with  her  familiar  knell. 
It  is  reputed  but  a  nine  dayes  wonder, 
'Ihey  neither  fear  the  Thund*rer  nor  his  Thunder : 
So  when  the  world  (a  worfe  difeafe)  began 
To  fmart  for  fin,  poor  new  created  Man 
Could  feek  for  {belter,  and  his  generous  Son 
Knew  by  his  wages  what  his  hands  had  done  j 
But  bold-fac'd  Mortals  in  our  blufhlefs  times 
Can  fin  and  fmilc,  and  make  a  fport  of  crimes, 
Tranfgrefs  of  cuftome,and  rebell  in  eafe  j 
We  falfe-joy'd  fools  can  triumph  in  difeafe. 
And  (as  the  carelefs  Pilgrime,  being  bit 
By  the  Tarantula,  begins  a  fit 
Of  life-concluding  laughter)  waft  our  breath 
In  lavifh  pleafure,  till  we  laugh  to  death. 


HUGO 


Book  I .  Emh  lemis .  3  5 

HUGO  de  anima. 

ivh.tt  profit  is  there  in  vain  glory,  momentany  mirth,  the 
rvorlds  power ,  the  flcfhes  pleafure,  full  riches,  noble  defcenty 
and  great  dcftres  ?  inhere  is  their  laughter  ?  where  is  their 
mirth  ?  y-'here  their  itfolence  ?  their  arrogMce  ?  from  hort> 
much  joy  to  horo  much  fadnefs  '  After  how  mueh  mirth,  how 
much  mifery !  From  how  great  glory  are  they  fallen  to  hovf 
gfeat  tomms  I  JVhat  hath  fallen  to  them,  may  befall  thee, 
becaufe  thou  art  a  man :  Thou  art  of  earth',  thou,  live(l  of  earthy 
thou  fhxli  return  to  earth,  Veath  expe5ieth  thee  every-whcre; 
be  wife  thercfoye,  and  expcH  de^th  evcry-where. 


EPIG.  8. 

What  aylsthe  fool  to  laugh  ?  Does  fomethlng  pleafe 
His  vain  conceit  >  Or  is 't  a  mere  difeafc  ? 
Fool,  giggle  on,  and  waft  thy  wanton  breath ; 
Thy  morning  laughter  breeds  an  ev'ning  death. 


3^ 


Emblems. 
IX. 


Book  r. 


y'lujtza  emu  Itabilcm  jicjat  m  oiipc ,(^intdim\ 


Book  i.  Emhlemes.  §7 

IX. 

!•     Jo  HN   2.  l7- 

thereof^ 

DRaw  near  5  brave  fparks,  whofe  fpirlts  fcornto  light 
Your  hallowM  capours,  but  at  honours  flame  5 
You,  vvhofe  heroick  aftlons  take  delight 
To  varni{h  oyer  a  new-painted  name  5 
Whofe  high-bred  thoughts  difdain  to  take  their  flight, 
But  on  th*  Icarian  wings  of  babling  fame  5 

Behold,  how  tott'ring  are  your  high-built  ftorles 
Of  earthjwheron  you  trull  the  ground-work  of  your  glories. 

z        ■ 
And  you,  more  brain-fick  Lovers,  that  can  prife 

A  wanton  Guile  before  eternal  joyes  •, 
That  know  no  heav*n  but  in  your  Miftrefs  eyes  j    v> 

That  feel  no  plcafure  but  what  fenfe  en  joyes :  '  - "  '*"" 
That  can,  like  crown-diftemper'd  fools  defpife 
True  riches,  and  like  babies  whine  for  toyes  : 

Think  ye  the  Pageants  of  your  hopes  are  able 
To  ftand  fccure  on  earth,  when  eanh  it  felf  s unftable  ? 

Come  dunghil  worldlings,  you  that  root  like  fwine. 

And  caft  up  golden  trenches  where  ye  come : 
Whofe  onely  pleafure  is  to  undermine 

And  view  the  fecrets  of  your  mothers  womb ; 
Come  bring  your  Saint ,  pouchM  in  his  leather  {brine. 
And  fummon  all  your  griping  Angels  home; 
Behold  your  world,  the  bank  of  all  your  (lore  : 
The  world  ye  Co  admire  ,  the  world  ye  To  adore. 


38 


Emblemes.  Book  I* 


4 

A  feeble  world,  whofe  hot-mouthM  pleafures  tire 
Before  the  race  ;  before  the  flart,  recrait  j 

A  faithlefs  world,  whofe  falfe  delights  expire 
Before  the  terme  of  half  their  promis*d  date  ; 

A  fickle  world,  not  worth  the  leaft  defire, 

Vfhere  ev'ry  chance  proclaims  a  change  of  State  : 
A  feeble,  faithlefs,  fickle  world,  wherein 

Each  motion  proves  a  vice  j  and  ev'ry  ad  a  fin. 


The  beauty,  that  of  late  was  In  her  flowre. 

Is  now  a  ruine,  not  to  raife  a  iuft ; 
He  that  was  lately  diench'4  in  Danaes  (bower, 

Is  matter  now  of  neither  gold  nor  truft ; 
Whofe  honour  late  was  mann'd  with  princely  power. 

His  g.lory  now  lies  buried  in  the  daft ; 

O  who  would  truft  this  world,  or  prize  wHat's  in  it. 
That  gives  and  take8,and  chops  aqd  chances  ev'ry  minute! 


Nor  length  of  dales  ,nor  foli4  ftreng;cb  of  braiai' ' 
Can  find  a  place  wherein  to  reft  fecure  j 

The  world  is  various,  and  the  earth  is  vain  \ 

There's  nothing  certain  here,  there's  nptji^g  fare? 

We  trudge,  wc  travel  but  from  pain  to  pain,  /' 
And  what's  our  onely  grief's  our  onely  car?  ; 
The  world's  a  torment  j  he  that  would  ejidp;jvoi;r 

To  fiiul  the  way  to  reft^  mail  feek  the  way  tp  i^ave  her» 

.'U07  U^^r  ' 


S.GREG, 


Booki.  Emblems.  39 

S.GREG.  In  ho. 

BeboU,  the  world  is  withered  in  it  felf,  yetfiom(hetb  m 
our  heartsy  every  rphere  deaths  every  -where  griefs  every  where 
defolation:  Oft  eve'ry  ftde  we  are  fmitten\on  every  fide  filled 
with  hitternefsy  and  yet  with  the  blind  mind  of  carnal  defire 
'we  love  her  bitternefs:  Itflieth,  and  we  follow  it -/it  fallethy 
yet  we  fticlito  it :  And  becaujewe  cannot  enjoy  itfallen^  ws 
fall  with  ity  and  enjoy  iti  fallen. 


EPIG.  ^. 

If  Fortune  hale,  or  envious  Time  but  fpuih. 
The  world  turns  round)  and  with  the  world  we  turn ; 
"When  Fortune  fees,  and  LynX'ty*^  Time  is  blind. 
Vie  truft  thy  joycs,  O  worlditill  then;  the  wind. 


4'» 


Emhlemes. 


X. 


^0*    ''.'■■^-■ 


•    •j-Ji-'TiVi.  ff^T'  '??^fa'  ~'- 


Viniif^P    "  crckLncfid^.    (^IU(2CCS- 


pv«i'<<^ 


Book  I*  Emhlemes.  41 

X. 

John.  8.44* 

Te  are  of  your  father  the  devH^  ^nd  the  lufis  of 
your  father  ye  mil  do  • 

HEre's  your  right  ground:waggc  gently  o*re  this  blacky 
*Tis  a  {hort  caft  5  y'are  quickly  at  the  jack. 
Rub,  rub  an  inch  or  two  j  two  crowns  to  one 

On  this  bowls  fide  :  blow  wind,  *tis  fairly  thrown  : 
The  next  bowPs  woife  that  comes,  come  bowl  awayj 

Mammon^  you  know  the  ground  untutour'djplay  j 
Your  laft:  was  gone,  a  yard  of  ftrength  well  fparM, 

Had  touch'd  the  block  ,  your  hand  is  (lill  too  hard. 
Brave  paftime,  Readers,  to  confume  that  day  , 

Which  without  paftime  flies  too  fwift  away  I 
See  how  they  labour ;  as  if  day  and  night 

Were  both  too  fliort  to  ferve  their  loofe  delight  ? 
See  how  their  curved  bodies  wreath,  and  skrue 

Such  antlck  {hapcs  as  Vroteus  never  knew  : 
One  raps  an  oath,  another  deals  a  curie  5 

He  never  better  bo*vrd  j  this  never  worfe : 
One  rubs  his  itchlefs  elbow,  fhrugs  and  laughs. 

The  tother  bends  his  beetle  brows,  and  chafes : 
Sometime  they  whoop,  fometimes  their  Stygian  crios 

Send  their  blackS^ro'5  to  the  blufhing  skies  : 
Thus  mingling  humours  in  a  mad  conflifion. 

They  make  bad  Preraifes,  and  worfe  conclufion: 
But  wher*s  the  Palm  that  Fortunes  hand  allowes 

To  blefs  the  viftois  honourable  browes  ? 

^  Come, 


.42  EmhUmes.  Book  !• 

Come,  Reader,  come  ;  I*lc  light  thine  eye  the  way 

To  view  the  Prize,  the  while  the  gamefters  play  : 
Clofe  by  the  jackjbeholdjglU  fortune  (lands 

To  wave  the  game  •,  fee,  in  her  partial  hands 
The  glorious  garland's  held  in  open  fhow. 

To  chear  the  Xi^ds,  and  crown  the  Conq'rours  brow. 
The  world 's  the  jack  ;  the  gamefters  that  contend^ 

Are  Cupid-i  M.immon  ;   that  judicious  Eriend, 
That  gives  the  ground,  is  Satan  :  and  thebowles 

Ave.iinfulxhoughts :  the  Prize,  a  crown  for  fools. 
"Who  breathes  that  bowlesnot  ?  what  bold  tongue  can  fay 

Without  ai>lu{lij  he  hath  not  bowl'd  to  day  > 
It  is  the  tra4e  ofman  ;  and  every  finner 

Has  plaid:  his  jr^tfbbers :  Every  fouPs  a  winner. 
The  vulgar  Proverb's  croft  ,  He  hardly  can 

Be  a  good  bowler  and  an  honeft  man. 
Good  Go4j  turn  thou  my  Brazil  thoughts  anew; 

New  fole  my  bowles,.and  make  their  bias  true  ; 
I'll  ceafe  to  game,  till  fairer  ground  be  given. 

Nor  wiih  to  v/inne  untill  the  mark  be  heaven. 


•i 
S,  BERNARD   ^ 


Book  !•  Emtlemes^  45 

S.  BERNARD  lib.  de  Confld. 

0  yoii  Somes  of  Adam,  yoic  covetous  generation,  rch.it  have 
y^  to  do  tvith  eAYthly  riches  ^tvhich  are  neither  true,  nor  yours} 
Gold  and ^Iver  are  real  earth,  red  and  white,  Tvhichthe  onely 
tri'our  of  man  ma\eSi  or  rather  reputes^  precious :  In  (hort,if 
they  be  yours  carry  them  with  you, 

S.HIEROM.   inEp. 

0  Lufi,  thou  infernal  fire,  whofe  fuell  is  gluttony  -,  whofe 
flame  is  pride ;  whofe  fpiir\les  are  wanton  words ;  whofe  fmo\e 
is  infamie  j  whofe  afhcs  are  uncleannefs  5  whofe  end  is  helL 


EPIG.  le. 

A/;>/i;;ii7r*  well  followed:  C«/?i^  bravely  led  3 
Both  Touchers  5  equal  Fortune  makes  a  dea-d  ; 
No  reed  can  meafure  where  the  conqueft  lies ; 
Take  my  advife  j  compounds  and  (hare  thcPri^c  % 

D  X 


44 


Emhlmes, 
XL 


/■ 


Book  I. 


j^i:^ 


itvBxtUwn    nttt-^ 


.  t.  .. 


Book  r.'  Emhlemesl  4? 

EpHESIANS  2*  2« 

Te  walked  according  to  the  courfe  of  this  vporldy 
according  to  the  Prince  of  the  aire. 


O  Whither  will  this  mad-brain  world  at  laft 
Be  driv'n  ?  where  will  her  rcftlefs  wheels  arrlrc  ? 
Why  hurries  on  her  ill-match*d  pair  fo  faft  ? 

O  whicher  means  her  furious  groom  to  drive  ? 
What  5  will  her  rambling  fits  be  never  paft  ? 
For  ever  ranging  ?  never  once  retrive  ? 

Will  earths  perpetual  progrefs  ne're  expire  ? 

Her  Team  continuing  in  their  fre{h  carcir. 

And  yet  they  never  reft,  and  yet  they  never  tire. 


5p/y  hot-nvouth'd  deeds,  whofe  noftrils  vomit  flame. 

And  brazen  lungs  belch  forth  quotidian  fire  ^ 
Their  twelve  houres  task  performed,  grow  ftiff  and  lamcj 

And  their  Immortal  fpirits  faint  and  tire  : 
At  th'axure  mountains  foot  their  labours  claim 
The  priviledge  of  reft,  where  they  retire 

To  quench  their  burning  fetlocks,  and  to  fteep 
Their  flaming  noftrils  in  the  weftern  deep. 
And  frefh  their  tired  fouls  with  ftrength-reftoring  flecp.' 

D  5  But 


4^  Emblemes.  Booki, 

But  thefe  prodigious  hackneys,  bafely  got 

'Twixt  men  and  devils,  made  fqr  race  nor  flight, 
Can  drag  the  idle  world,  expecting  not 

The  bed  of  reftjbut  travel  with  delight  ; 
Who  neither  weighing  way,  nor  weather,  trot 

Through  duft  and  dirt,  and  droyl  both  night  and  day  ; 
Thus  droyl  thefc  fiends  inclrnate,  whofe  free  pains 
Are  fed  with  dropfies  and  venereal  blains. 
Ko  need  to  ufe  the  whip ;  but  ftrength,  to  rule  the  rains, 

4 
Poor  captive  wo.  Id  !  How  has  thy  lightneis  given 

A  juH;  occafion  to  thy  foes  illulion  ? 

O,  how  art  thou  betray'd  ,  thus  fairly  driven 

In  feeming  triumph  to  thy  own  contufion  ? 

How  is  thy  empty  univerfe  bereaven 

Of  all  ttue  joyes,  by  one  falfe  joyes  dclufion  ? 

So  have  i  feen  an  unblown  virgin  fed 

With  fugar*d  words  fo  full,  that  ihe  is  led 

A  fair  atrended  Bride  to  a  falle  BankruDts  bed. 

pall  gracious  Lord  j  Let  not  thine  Arm  forfake 
The  world,  impounded  in  her  own  devices  ; 
Think  of  that  pleafure  that  thou  once  didft  take 

Amongft  the  Lillies  and  fvveet  Beds  of  fpices. 
Hale  ftrongiy,  thou  whofe  hand  has  pow'r  to  flake 
The.  fwift-foot  fury  often  ihoufand  vices  : 
Let  net  that  dull-devouring  Dragon  boafl-. 
His  craft  his  wonne  what  Judahs  Lion  lof!  ^ 
Kcmerr.ber  what  it  cravM  ^  reqount  the  price  it  coft. 


ISIDOR- 


Booki.  Emhlemes.  47 

ISIDOR.  lib.  I.  De  fummo  bono. 
5y  htw  much  the  nearer  Satanperceiveth  the  world  to  an  endy 
by  fo  much  the  more  fiercely  he  troubletb  it  with  perfecution^ 
that  knowing  h'mfelf  is  to  be  damned  ,he  may  get  company  m  hn 

damnatwi, 

CYPRIAN,  in ep. 

-  Broad  and  fpacioiis  is  the  Yoadto  infernal  life  :  there  are  en- 
ticements  and  death-bringing  pleafures.  There  the  Vevi  I  flatter - 
eth,  that  he  may  deceive -Jmileth  that  he  may  endamage-,  al^ 
luretb  that  he  may  defiroy. 


EPIG.  II. 

Nay  foft  and  fair  good  world  j  poft  not  too  faft  ; 
Thy  journeys  end  requires  not  half  this  haft, 
llnlcfs  chat  arm  thou  To  difdain'ft  rcprives  thee  y 
Alas  thou  needs  muft  go ;  the  devil  drives  thee, 

I>4 


48 


Emhlemes. 


Book  I, 


XIL 


Wh'^f^.  Mcr.'tutlT-SaiJ'Sit . 


I 


Book  It  Emhlemes.  4P 

XII. 

Is  Al  AH    66.   II. 

Te  may  fack^  but  not  tefatisfed  vfith  the  treaft 

of  her  confoldtion^ 


WHat  never  SUM  ?  Be  thy  lips  skrewM  fo  faft     (thee: 
To  th'carths  full  breaft?tor  {hamejfor  fhamc  unfeifc 
Thou  tak'ft  a  furfet  where  thou  (houldft  but  taft. 

And  mak'ft  too  much  not  halfe  enough  to  pleafc  thee. 
Ah  fool,  forbear  j  Thou  fwallow^ft  at  one  breath 
Both  food  &  poyfon  down^thou  draw'ft  both  milk  &  death. 


The  ub*ious  brcafts,  when  fairly  dr  awn,  repaft 
The  thriving  infant  with  their  milkie  flood. 

But  being  overftrain'd,  return  at  laft 

Unwholefome  gulps  compos'd  of  wind  and  bloud. 
A  moderate  ufe  does  both  repaft  and  pleafe  ; 

Who  ftrains  beyond  a  mean  draws  in  and  gulps  difcafc, 

3 
But,  O  that  mean  whofe  good  the  leaft  abufe 
Makes  bad,  is  too  too  hard  to  be  direfted  ; 
Can  thorns  bring  grapes,  or  crabs  a  pleafing  juyce  ? 
There's  nothing  wholcfo  me,  where  the  whole's  infe£^e4. 
Unfeife  thy  Bps :  Earths  mik's  a  rip'ned  core 
That  drops  from  her  difcafe,  that  matters  from  her  fore. 

Think'ft 


JO  Emhlemes.  Book  i. 

4 

Thlnk*ft  thou  that  paunch  that  builyes  out  thy  coat. 

Is  thriving  fat  j  or  fle{h,  that  feems  fo  brawny  > 
Thy  paunch  is  dropfieci  and  thy  cheeks  are  bloat  > 
Thy  lips  are  white  and  thy  complexion  tawny  j 

Thy  skin's  a  bladder  blown  with  watry  tumours  ; 
Thy  flefh  a  trembling  bog  5  a  quagmire  full  of  humours. 

And  thou  whofe  thrivclefs  hands  are  ever  ftraining 

Earths  fluent  breads  into  an  6mpty  five, 
Jliac  alwaies  haft,  yet  alwaies  art  complaining. 

And  whin'll:  for  more  then  earth  has  power  to  give; 
Whofe  trcafure  flows  and  flees  away  as  faft ; 
That  ever  haft,  and  haftjyet  haft  not  what  thou  haft  2 

6 

Go  choofe  a  fubftance,  fool,  that  will  remain 
Within  the  limits  of  thy  leaking  meafure ; 

Or  elfe  go  feek  an  urne  that  will  retain 
The  liquid  body  of  thy  flipp'ry  treasure  : 
Alas,  how  poorely  are  thy  labours  crownM  ? 

Thy  liquour's  neither  fweet,  nor  yet  thy  veflcl  found. 

7 

What  lefs  then  fool  is  Man,  to  prog  and  plot. 

And  lavifti  out  the  cream  of  all  his  care, 
To  gain  poor  feeming  goods,  which  being  got. 

Make  firm  pofl'eftion  but  a  thorow-fare  s 

Or  if  they  ftay,  they  furrow  thoughts  the  deeper. 
And  being  kept  with  care,  they  lofe  their  careful  keeper. 


S.  GREG, 


Book  I.  Emhlemes.  51 

S.  GREG.  Horn.  3.  fecund,  parte  Ezech. 

Ifvoc  give  more  to  the  fi:(h  thm  wt  ought,  tvz  nour'ifh  an  ene- 
my-, Jftve  give  not  to  herneceffi^y  vohu  ive  o'-i'^'^': ,  roe  defiroy  j. 
:lti^n :  The  fl':(h  is  to  be  fitisfied  fo  far  its  fuffices  to  our  good ; 
vphofoever  aUorpetb  fo  much  to  her  as  to  m^l^:  her  proud ,  ^^fow- 
eth  not  how  to  be  fatis€cd :  to  befatisfieA  is  a  great  aft ;  iefl  by 
he  (atiety  of  the  fl'.fhwe  brea\  forth  m'othe  iniq^iky  of  her 
Wy. 

Hugode  Anima. 

The  heart  is  a  fmall  thing ,  but  dcfircth  great  matters  \  h  is  not 
Uifficient  for  a  Kjtcs  dinner ,  yet  th:  whole  tvorldis  not  fuff.cl* 
entforit. 


EPIG.  Ti. 
Whit  makes  thee  fool,  fo  fat  ?  Fool,  thee  fo  bare  ? 
Yc  fuck  the  felf-fame  milk,  the  felt-fame  air : 
No  mean  betwixt  all  paunch,  and  skin  and  bone  > 
The  mean's  a  verrue,  and  the  world  has  none. 


5^ 


Emhlemes, 
XIII. 


Book  iJ 


n 


P 


UfiminLjrcEnii  ttmc^'/J)^  mint  caLcaramof 


iBook  I.  Emblemei.  55 

I  X///. 

.  John    3.   i^. 

\Men  love  darknefs  rather  then  light:  ^  hecAufe 
their  deeds  are  evil. 

T    Ordj  when  we  leave  the  world  and  come  to  Thec> 
"*-^  How  dull,  how  Aug  are  we  • 

I  How  backward  \  how  prepofcerous  is  the  motion 
■  Of  our  ungain  devotion  ! 

Our  thoughts  are  mllftones,  and  our  fouls  are  lead, 
\  And  our  defires  are  dead  .• 

Our  vowes  are  fairly  promis'dj  faintly  paid ; 

Or  broken  or  not  made  .• 
Our  better  woik  (if  any  goodj  attends 

Upon  our  private  ends : 
In  whofc  performance  one  poor  worldly  feoff 

Foyls  us,  or  beats  us  off. 
If  thy  (harp  fcouige  find  out  fome  fecret  fault  9 

Wc  grumble  or  revolt ; 
And  if  thy  gentle  hand  forbear,  we  ftray. 

Or  idly  lofe  the  way. 
Is  the  road  fair  ?  wc  loyter  :  cloggd  with  mire  ? 

We  ftick,  or  elfe  retire : 
A  lamb  appears  a  lion  ;  and  we  fear, 

Each  bufh  we  fee's  a  bear. 
When  our  dull  fouls  direft  their  thoughts  to  thec^ 
The  fott-pacM  fnail  is  not  fo  flow  as  we : 
But  when  at  earth  we  dart  our  wing'd  defire, 

Wc  burn,  wc  burn  like  fire. 

Like 


54  Emblemes*  Book  i. 

Like  as  the  am'rous  needle  joyes  to  bend 

T'l  her  Magnetick  friend  : 
Or  as  the  greedy  Lovers  eye-bails  flye 

At  his  fair  Miftres  eye  : 
SOj  fo  we  cling  to  earth  j  we  flie  and  puff, 

Yet  flie  not  faft  enoL:gh. 
If  pleafure  becken  with  her  balmy  hand. 

Her  beck's  a  ftrong  command  ; 
If  honour  call  us  with  a  courtly  breath, 

An  hot- res  delay  is  death  : 
If  profits  golden  fingerM  charms  enveieles. 

We  clip  more  fwifcthen  Eagles : 
Let  Aufler  weep,  or  bluftring  Boreas  rore 

Till  eyes  or  lungs  be  fore  : 
Let  Neptune  fwell  untill  hii  dropfy-fides 

Burft  into  broken  tides  : 
Nor  threatnipg  rocks,  nor  winds,  nor  waves,  nor  fire. 

Can  curb  our  fierce  defire  ' 
Nor  fire  nor  rpcks  can  flop  oui-  furious  minds. 

Nor  waves,  nor  winds; 
How  faft  and  fearlefs  do  our  footfteps  flee  ! 
1  he  light-foot  Roe-buck*s  piot  fo  fwift  as  we. 


•  ^ 


;    rifll' 

ii'jfoly;. 

■ 

!i:-ij. 

.u  ^h\\\ 

-  *  Tn  I  ' 

- 

S.AIK}, 

il  h'3. 

.jH  ii\   U' 

Book  I.  Emhlemes.  55 

S.  AUGUST,  fup.  Pfal.  ^4, 

trpQ  fever  al  Lovers  built  two  fever  nl  Cities;  the  love  of  God 
huildeth  a  Jemfalem  j  the  love  of  the  wo-rld  buildeth  a  B.-.bylon: 
Let  every  one  enquire  of  himfelf  rvh:it  he  loveth ,  and  hejhAll  re  - 
folve  himfelf  of  whence  he  is  a  Citizen. 

S.  AUG.  lib.  J-Confefs. 

AU  things  are  driven  by  their  own  weighty  and  tend  to  theh' 
own  centre :  M)  weight  is  my  love  -,  by  that  I  am  diivm  whi- 
therfoever  l  am  drinen. 

Ibidem. 

Lord,  he  loveth  thee  the  lefsy  that  loveth  any  thing  -nflth  *«SC\ 
which  he  loveth  not  for  thee. 


HPIG.  15. 

lordj  fcourgc  my  Afs  if  {he  fbould  make  no  ]\\% 
And  cuib  my  Stag  if  he  fhould  file  toofaft  : 
If  he  be  oveipA-ift^or  (he  prove  idle^ 
Lst  Lg  v£  lend  him  a  fpur ;  Pear,  her,  a  bridle. 


5<S 


Emhlemes. 
XIV. 


Book    1 


.J^LoJ^Jlere'     rRdcU   cuevu 


Book  I.  Emhleme^s  57 

XIVw 
Psalm   13.  3 

Lighten  mine  ejes^  O  Lord^  left  l/leep  the  Jleep 

of  death. 

\  T\  711  'c  ne'r  be  morning;?  Will  that  promIsM  light 
V    V       Ne'r  break,  and  clear  thofe  clouds  of  night  ? 
S'.veet  Vhoffbe-f^  bring  the  day, 
Whofe  conquering  ray 
May  chafe  thefe  fogs  •  Sweet  Phofpbcr,  bring  the  day. 

How  long  !  how  long  {hall  thefe  benighted  eyes 

Languilh  in  {hades,  like  feeble  flies 
Expeding  Spring  !  How  long  {hall  darknefs  foyl 

The  face  of  earths  and  thus  beguile 
Our  fouls  of  fprightful  adion?  when,  when  will  day 

Begin  to  dawn,  whofe  new-born  ray 
May  gild  the  weather-cocks  of  our  devotion. 

And  give  our  unfoul'd  foub  new  motion  ? 
Sweet  Fhofpher,  bring  the  day, 
.   Thy  light  will  fray 
Thefe  horrid  mi{ls  j   Sweet  Thefpher,  bring  the  day. 

Let  thofe  have  night  that  flily  love  t'  immure 

Their  cloy{ler'd  crimes,  and  iinne  fecure  ; 
Let  thofe  have  night  that  blu(h  to  let  men  know 

The  bafenefs  they  ne're  blufti  to  do  ; 
Let  thofe  have  night,  that  love  to  take  a  nap 

And  loU  ia  Ignorances  lap  j 

E  tec 


58  •  Emhlemes.  Book  I.  | 

Let  thofe  whofe  eyes,  like  Owls,  abhor  the  light. 
Let  thofe  have  night  that  love  the  night  : 
Sweet  Vhofpher  bring  the  day  5 
How  fad  delay 
Afflids dull  hcpcs  I  Sweet  )pho[pher^\inng  the  day, 

Abs !  my  light  in  vain-expeftlng  eyes 

Can  find  no  objefts  but  what  rife 
From  this  poor  mortal  blaze,  a  dying  fpark 
Of  Vulcans  forge,  whofe  flames  are  dark 
■  And  dangerous,  a  dull  blew  burning  light. 

As  melancholy  as  the  nigh^  : 
Here*s  all  the  Sunnes  that  glider  in  the  Sphere 
Of  earth  :  Ah  me  I  what  comfort's  here  ? 
Sweet  Vhofpher :,  bring  the  day  j 
Hafte,  hafte  away 
Heavens  loytring  lamp  ,  Sweet  ?h 0 [ph ev  ^hnng  the  day. 

Blow,  Ignorance :    O  thou,  whofe  idle  knee 

Rocks  earth  into  a  Lcthaigie, 
And  with  thy  footie  fingers  haft  bedight 

The  worlds  fair  cheek?,  blow,  blow  thy  fpite  5 
Since  thou  haft  pufft  our  greater  Tapour^  do 
PufFe  on,  and  out  the  lefler  too  : 
If  ere  that  breath-exiled  flame  retarn. 

Thou  haft  not  blown,  as  it  will  burn : 
Sweet  Vhofpher  J  bring  the  day  5 
Light  will  repay 
The  wrongs  of  night  i  Sweet  Vhofpher ^  bring  the  day. 


S.  AUGUST, 


Book  I.  Emhlemes*  ^         59 

S.AllGUST.  in  Joh.  Ser.  19. 

Go^h  all  to  thee  ilfthou  be  himgry^he  is  bre^d-y  ifthirfiy,  he  is 
water ;  If  in  darl^nefs,  he  is  U^ot ;  lfm\ed,  he  is  a  robe  of  m^ 
mortality. 

ALANUS  de  conq.  nat. 

Codis  a  light  that  is  never  darJ^nedj  An  unwearied  life,  that 
eamot  dye ;  a  fountain  alwayes  flowing  -,  a  garden  of  life  i  afe^ 
minary  of  wifdomey  a  radical  beginning  of  all  goodnefs^ 


EPia  11. 

«~  My  foulj  If  Ignorance  pufte  out  this  light^ 
She  ^1  do  a  favour  that  intends  a  fpight : 
'T  feems  dark  abroad ,  but  take  this  light  awayo 
Thv  windows  wUl  dilcovcr  brea\  a  day, 

E  2. 


; 


6t, 


f^rnblemes, 

XV. 


Book  I. 


^efi&atd'-flJ^  ; 


■fpa.  re^tiiat. 


f|.  Book  I . 


'Emhlemes^  6  ^ 

Xv. 

Revelatio  n  rx.  12. 

♦' 

'The  Devil  is  come  untQ  you  ^  having  great 
wra^hy  becaufe  he  kmvpeth  that  he  hath  hut 
a  jhort  ti'me. 


LOiA  1  canft  thou  fee  and  fuffer  5  is  thy  hand 
Still  bound  to  th'peace  ?  Shall  earths  black  Monarch 
A  full  poflefTion  of  thy  wafted  land  ?  (take 

O,  will  thy  flumb'fing  vengeance  never  wakcj 
Till  fall-ag'd  law-refifting  Cuftome  fhakc 
The  pillars  of  thy  right  by  falfe  command  ? 

Unlock  thy  clouds,  great  Thund'rer,  and  come  down  ; 
Behold  whofe  Temples  wear  thy  facred  Crown  5 
Redrefs,  redrefs  our  wrongs  5  revenge,  revenge  thy  own, 

7, 

See  how  the  bold  Llfurper  mounts  the  feat 
Of  royalMajefly  5  How  overflrawing 

Perils  with  pleafure,  pointing  ev*ry  threat 
With  bugbear  death?  by  torments  over-awing 
Thy  frighted  fubjefts  j  or  by  favours  drawing 

Their  tempted  hearts  to  his  unjuft  retreat ; 
Lord  canft  thou  be  fo  mild,  and  he  fo  bold  ^ 
Or  can  thy  flocks  be  thriving,  when  the  fold 

Is  govein'd  by  a  Fox  ?  Lord;  canf^  thou  fee  and  hold  ? 

E  5  That 


6  2  Emhlemes .  Book  i . 

That  fwift-wing'd  Advocate^  that  did  commence 

Our  welcome  ftitf  before  th^  King  of  kings, 
Thit  fweet  Embafl'adour,  that  hurries  hence 

What  ayies  rh'  haimonious  fo'j  1  or  fighs  or  fings. 

See  how  ihe  flutters  with  her  idle  wings  ; 
Her  wings  are  dipt,  and  eyes  put  out  by  fenfe  : 

Senfe'conq.Mng  Faith  is  now  grown  blind  and  coIJ, 

And  bafely  cravend,  that  in  times  of  old 
Did  conquer  Heav'n  itfclf,  do  what  th'  Almighty  could. 


Behold  how  double  fraud  does  fcourge  and  tear 
Ajiraas  wounded  fides,  ploughd  up,  and  rent 

With  knotted  cords,  whofe  fury  has  no  ear  ^ 
See  how  {he  ftands  a  prisoner  to  be  fent 
Aflave  into  eternal  banilhment, 

1  know  not  whither,  O,  I  know  not  where  : 
Her  Patent  muft  be  canceird  in  difg:  ace  5 
And  fweet-lipt  Fraud,  with  her  divided  face> 

Muft  aft  Aflraas  part,  muft  take  Aflrxas  place. 

Taithi  pinion's  dipt  ?  And  fair  Ajl/iCi  ^ont  ? 

Qiuck-feeing  I^anh  now  blind  ?  And  fu^ice  fee  ? 
Has  fiiliice  now  found  wings ;  and  has  Faith  none  ? 

V/hat  do  we  hwrc?who  would  not  wilh  to  be 

Difl'olv'd  from  earth,and  with  Aflra.-r  flee 
From  this  blind  dungeon  to  that  Sun-bright  Throne  .^ 

Lord,  is  thy  Scepter  loft,  or  laid  aiide  *? 

Is  hell  broke  loofe,  and  all  her  fiends  untied  ? 
Lord,  rife  and  rcuxe^and  rule  and  crulh  their  furious  pride. 

PETR. 


I 


Book  I.  Emhlemes.  6^ 

PETR.  RAV.inMath. 

TheDevilistheauthorofev'U,  the  fountain  of  mc^eckeffey 
the  adverfAry  of  the  truth,  the  corrupter  of  the  world,  mans  per- 
petual emny,  he  planteth  fnares,  dirgeth  ditches,  fpurreth  bo- 
dies, he  goadcth  fouls,  he  fuggefieth  thoughts-^  belckcth  anger, 
txpofeth  venues  to  hatred^al^cth  vices  beloved,  [otveth  err  our  Sy 
nourijhsth  contenlion,  dlfiurbcth  peace,  and Icattereth  afe^icns, 

MACAR. 

LetJisfftffer  with  thofe  thatfuffcr,  andbe  crucified  with  thofe 
that  are  crucified,  that  we  may  be  glorified  with  thofe  that  arc 
glorified, 

SAVANAR. 

If  there  be  no  enemy,  no  fi^t  -,  if  no  fights  no  vi^ory  -,  ifno 
lifio'/y,  now  crowau 


EPIG.  If. 

vly  foul,  fie  thou  a  patient  lo  oker  on  5 
fudge  not  the  Play  before  the  play  is  done  : 
-ler  plot  has  many  changes :   Every  day 
'peaks  a  new  Scene  j  the  laft  ad  crowns  the  Play, 

E4 


^4 


Emhlemeu 


Book  2. 


II. 


Sic  kimtne  kanen  adevt^timi 


^5 

THE  SECOND  BOOK 

I. 

Is  AlAH   50,    ll. 

Toti  thatvpdlkin  the  light  of  jour  own  ^re ,  dnd 

inthefparksthatye  h^ve  ki/^dledy  ye  fljaU 

lie  down  in  for  row, 

I 

DO,  filly  Cmd,  fnuffe  and  tilmme 
Thy  falfe  ,  thy  feeble  light. 
And  make  her  felf-confuming  flames  more  bright ; 
Methinks  (he  burns  too  dimme. 
Is  this  that  fprightly  fire, 
Whofe  more  then  facred  beams  infpire 
The  ravifht  hearts  of  men,  and  fo  inflame  dcfire  t 

z 
See,  Boy,  how  thy  unthrifty  blaxe 
Confumes,  how  fafc  {hz  waines  y 
She  fpends  her  felf,  and  her,  whofe  wealth  miimams 
Her  weak,  her  idle  rayes. 
Cannot  thy  luftful  blafc, 
Which  gave  it  luftre ,  make  it  lafc  ?  (  faft? 

What  heart  can  long  be  pleas'd ,  where  plealore  fpends  fo 

\Go,  Wanton,  place  thy  pile-fac'd  lighc 
Where  never  breaking  day 
Intends  to  vific  mortals,  or  difplay 
Thy  fuUen  fliades  of  night : 
Thy  Torch  will  bjun.  more  clear 
In  nights  un-Titan*d  Hemifphere  ; 
Hcav'ns  fcornful  flames  and  thine  can  never  co-appear7 

In 


66 


EmhlemeSn 


Book  z  1 1 


In  v^In  thy  bufie  hands  adrefs 

Their  labour  to  difplay 
Thy  cafie  blaze  within  the  verge  of  day ; 
The  greater  drowns  the  iefs : 
If '^eav'ns  bright  glory  (bine. 
Thy  glim'ring  fparks  muft  needs  refigne  j 
Puff  out  heav'ns  glory  then^  or  heav'n  will  work  out  thlffe, 

5 

Go,  CnpAs  rammlfli  Pander,  goj 
Whofc  dull,  whofe  low  defire 
Can  find  fufflcient  warmth  from  Natures  fire. 
Spend  borrowed  breath,  and  blow. 
Blow  wind  made  ftiong  with  fpitc  5 
"When  thou  haft  puft  the  greater  light. 
Thy  lefler  fpark  may  (bine,  and  warm  the  new-made  night. 

Deluded  mortals ,  tell  me  when 
Your  daring  breath  has  blown 
Heav'nsTapour  out,  and  you  have  fpent  your  own. 
What  fire  fliall  warm  ye  then  > 
Ah  fools , perpetual  night 
Shall  haunt  your  fouls  with  5't}'gian  fright. 
Where  they  {hall  boyl  in  flames  5  but  fiam?s  {hall  bring  no 

(light. 


S.  AUG. 


Book  2.  Emblemes.  67 

S,  AUGUST. 

The  fiiffickncy  of  my  merit  istoJinorv  that  my  mmt  is  not 

fttfficiem. 

S.GREG.Mor.  If. 

By  kt>w  much  the  Icfs  mdnfeeth  himfclf^  by  fu  much  the  Icfs 
he  diipleafethhimfelfy  and  hy  how  much  the  more  he  feeth  the 
light  of  Grace-,  by  fo  much  the  more  he  difda}?ieth  the  light  of 
nature. 

S.  GREG.  Mor. 

The  light  of  the  under [tanding  humility  \indletb  j  and  pride 
covereth. 


EPIG.  I. 

Thou  blowfi:  iieav'ns  fire,  ths  whil'fV  thou  goes  about , 

Rebellious  fool,  in  vain  to  blow  it  out : 

Thy  folly  addes  confufion  to  thy  death ; 

Heavens  fire  confounds^  when  fann'd  with  Follies  breath. 


^8 


Emblemes, 
II. 


Book  2. 


JDanfc  -totirm  e'X'h/^at  02^^/71 


Book  2,  Emhlemes.  ^9 

I. 

E  CCLES.4.8. 


•  t 


There  is  no  end  of  all  his  labour  ^  neither^  his 
eje  fatis^ed  with  riches,  .  ,^,_, 

OHow  our  wid'ned  arms  can  over-ftretch 
Their  own  dimenfions !  How  our  hands  can  reick 
Beyond  their  diftance  !  How  our  yielding  breaft 
Can  ftirink,  to  be  more  fuU^  and  full  pofleft 
Of  this  inferiour  Orb  /  How  earth  refin'd 
Can  cling  to  fordid  earth  !  How  kind  to  kind ! 
We  gape,  we  grafp,  we  gripe,  adde  {lore  to  ftore ; 
Enough  requires  too  much  :  too  much  craves  more. 
We  charge  our  fouls  fo  fore  beyond  their  ftint^ 
That  we  recoyl  or  burft  :  the  bufie  Mint 
Of  our  laborious  thoughts  is  ever  going. 
And  coyning  new  defires  3  defires  not  knowing 
Where  next  to  pitch,  but  like  the  boundlefs  Ocean 
GaiCj  and  gain  ground,  and  p;row  more  ftrong  by  m-stios. 
The  pale-fac'd  Lady  of  the  black^cy'd  night 
Firft  tips  her  horned  brows  wirh  eafie  light, 
Whofe  curious  train  of  fpangled  Nymphs  attire 
Her  next  nights  gloiy  with  increaCng  fire  > 
Each  evening  addes  more  luftre,  and  adorns 
The  growing  beauty  of  her  grafping  horns  : 
She  fucks  and  draws  her  brothers  golden  ftore 
Until!  her  glutted  Orb  can  fuck  no  more. 
Ev'n  fo  the  Vultur  of  infatiate  minds  " 

Still  warns,  and  wanting  feeks,  and  feeking  finds 

New 


I 


70  Emblemes*  Book  2, 

New  fewel  to  Increafe  her  rav'nous  fire, 
The  grave  is  fooner  cloyd  then  mens  defire  ; 
We  crofs  the  Teas,  and  'midft  her  waves  we  burn, 
Tranfporting  lifesj  perchance  that  ne're  return , 
We  fack,  we  ranfack  to  the  utmoft  fands 
Of  native  kingdomes,  and  of  forrein  lands  j 
We  travel  Tea  and  foyl ,  we  piy ,  we  proul. 
We  progrefs^  and  we  prog  from  pole  to  pole  5 
We  ipend  our  mid -day  fwear,  our  midnight  oyl. 
We  tire  the  night  in  thought ,  the  day  in  toy! : 
We  make  Art  fervile,  and  the  Trade  gentile, 
(Vet  both  corrupted  with  ingenious  guile) 
To  compafs  earth  5  and  with  her  empty  ftore 
To  fill  our  arms,  and  grafp  one  handful  more  5 
Thus  feeking  reft,  our  labours  never  ceafc. 
But;  as  our  years  ,  our  hot  defires  Increafe  : 
Thus  we,  poor  little  Worlds !  (with  bloud  and  fweat) 
In  vain  attempt  to  comprehend  the  great ; 
Thus,  in  oiir  gain,  become  we  gainful  lofers. 
And  what's  enclosed,  enclofes  the  enclofers. 
Now  Reader  clofe  thy  book,  and  then  advife : 
'  Be  wifely  worldly,  be  not  worldly  wife  5 
Let  not  thy  nobler  thoughts  be  alwaies  raking 
The  worlds  bafe  dunghil ;  vermin's  took  by  taking ; 
Take  heed  thou  truft  not  the  deceitful  lap 
Of  wanton  Galilah  j  The  worl'ds  a  trap. 


HUGO 


Book  2.  Emblemes.  yi 

Hugo  de  anlma. 

Tell  me  inhere  he  thofe  novo  that  fo  lately  loved  andhugg'd 
the  world  ?  Nothing  remaincth  of  them  but  diift  and  worms  :  Ob^ 
Jerve  what  thofe  men  w.ve  j  what  thofe  men  are :  They'  were 
lil^e  thee ;  they  did  eat^  dr'in^,  laugji^  and  led  merry  dates ,  and 
in  a  moment  flipt  into  hell.  Here  their  flcjh  is  food  for  woms 'y 
there,  their  folds  are  fewel  for  fire,  till  thcyjhallbe  rejoyned  in 
an  unhappy  fellovpfhip  ,  aud  cafl  into  cternnl  torments  -y  where 
they  that  were  once  companions  in  fin  ,^all  he  hereafter  partners 
fn  pmifhmcnt. 


Q 


-0. 


EPIG.  2. 

Gripe,  Capld,  and  gripe  ftill  until  that  wind. 
That's  pent  before,  find  fecret  vent  behind: 
And  when  th'aft  done,  hark  here,  I  tell  thee  whac^ 
Before  Vk  truft  thy  arinfulj  Tie  trufl  that. 


73 


Ijnhlemes 


Book  < 


III. 


^ 


ir>' 


ycrt  anrnt  iTte ;  /dd  na^-nab  anws 


Book  2o  Emblemes.  73 

III. 

Job    i8.  8« 

He  is  cafi  into  a  net  by  his  own  feet  5  and  walk" 
cth  upon  a  fnare. 


WHat  ?  nets  and  quiver  too  ?  what  necil  theie  all 
Thefe  flie  devices  to  betray  poor  men  ? 
Die  ihey  not  faft  enough;,  when  thoufandsfall 

Befoic  thy  dait  ?  what  need  thefe  engines  then  ?  ' 
Attend  they  not,and  anfwer  to  thy  callj 
Like  nigthly  coveys,  where  thou  lift  and  when  ? 
What  needs  a  ftratageme  where  ftrength  can  fway  > 
Or  what  need  ftiength  compel,  where  none  gainfciy  ? 
Or  what  need  ftratageme  or  ftrength,  where  hearts  obey  ? 

a 

Husband  thy  fleights :  It  is  but  vain  to  waft 

Honey  on  thofe  that  will  be  catcht  with  gall  • 
Thou  canft  not,  ah  1  thou  canft  not  bid  fo  faft 

As  men  obey  :  thou  art  more  How  to  call, 
Then  they  to  come  ;  thou  canft  not  make  fuch  haft 
T  o  ftrike ,  as  they  being  ftruck  make  haft  to  fall. 
Go  fave  thy  nets  tor  that  rebellious  heart 
That  fcorns  thy  pow*r,  and  has  obtained  the  arc 
T'avoi4  thy  flying  {haft^  t«  quench  thy  fi'ry  dart^ 

F  Loft 


74  Emhlemes.  Book  2. 

3 

Loft  mortal,  how  is  thy  deftruftion  fure. 

Between  two  bawds,  and  both  without  remorfe  I 
The  one*s  a  Line,  the  tother  is  a  Lure  ; 

This,  to  entice  thy  foul ;  that,  to  enforce; 
Way-laid  by  both,  how  canft  thou  ftand  fecure  ? 
That  drawes,this  wooes  thee  to  th'  eternal  cui  fe. 
O  charming  tyrant,  how  haft  thoubefool*d 
And  flav'd  poor  man,  that  wo  ild  not  if  he  could 
Avoid  thy  line,  thy  lure  ,  nay  could  not,  if  he  would  ! 

4 
Alas  thy  fweet  perfidious  voice  betrayes 

His  wanton  ears  with  thy  Sirenian  baits ; 

Thou  wrap'ft  his  eyes  in  niifts,  then  boldly  layes 

Thy  Lethal  gins  before  their  ch  yftal  gates j 

Thou  lock'ft  up  ev*ry  Scnfe  with  thy  falfe  kc)  s> 

All  willing  prisoners  to  thy  clofe  deceits : 

His  ear  moft  nimble  where  it  deaf  fliould  be. 

His  eye  moft  blind  where  moft  it  ought  to  lee,  (free 

And  when  his  hearths  moft  bound,  then  thinks  ic  felf  mcO 

Thou  grand  Impoftour,how  haft  thou  obtalnM 

The  wardftiip  of  the  world  !  Are  all  men  turn'd 
Idiots  and  lunaticks  ?  are  all  retained 

Beneath  thy  fervile  bands  ?  Is  none  return*d 
To  his  forgotten  fclf  ?  Has  none  regained 
His  lenfes  ?  Are  their  fenfes  all  adjourn'd  ? 

What  none  difmift  thy  Court  >  will  no  plump  fee 
Bribe  thy  falfe  fifts  to  mike  a  glad  decree, 
T*  unfool  whom  ihou  haft  foord^and  fet  thy  prii'ners  free 

S.BERN, 


Book  2.  Emhlemes.  75 

S.  BERN,  in  Ser. 

m  this  tvQrld  is  much  treachery^  little  truth ;  here  all  things 
nre  traps;  here  every  thingis  befet  tviih  fnares  i  here  fouls  are 
endanger  d,  bodies  are  afflicicd;  here  all  things  are  vanity  and 
vexation  offpirit. 


EPIG.  S' 

Nay,  Cupids  picch  thy  trammil  where  thou  pieaf?. 
Thou  canft  not  fail  to.  take  fuch  fifh  as  thefe ; 
Thy  thriving  fport  will  ner'e  be  fpent :  no  need 
To  fear  when  ev'ry  €ork's  a  world  thou'lt  fpced. 


1f> 


Eml?lemeSi 
IV. 


Book 


Uuam 


ar'au£'  /^rtatamtff/t'^quaaieuif  e/at  patit- 


it.    • 


1,^  Book  2.  I,mblemes*  77 

IV. 

HOS  E  A   13.  3. 

The^  fh^U  he  M  the  chaff  that  is  driven  with  a 
whirbpind  out  of  the  floor ^  and  .iS  the  f moke 
out  of  the  chimney . 

F Lint-hearted  Stoicks,  you,  whofe  marble  eyes 
Contemne  a  wi inkle  ,  and  whofe  fouls  defpife 
To  foilow  N.^wUies  too  affefted  fafhion. 
Or  travel  in  ihz  Regcnt-'.valk  of  PalTion ; 
Whofe  rigid  hearts  difdain  to  flirink  at  fears. 
Or  play  at  faft  and  loofe  with  fmiles  and  tears ; 
Come  burft  your  fplcens  with  laughter  to  behold 
A  new  found  vanity,  which  daies  of  old 
Ne'r  knew  :  a  vanity,  that  has  befec 
The  world,  and  made  more  {laves  then  Makomet : 
That  has  condemnM  us  to  the  fervile  yoke 
Of  riavcry,  and  made  us  flaves  to  fmoke. 
But  ftay  !  why  tax  1  thus  our  modern  times. 
For  new-born  follies,  and  for  new  born  crimes  ? 
Are  we  folc  guilty,  and  the  firft  age  free  ? 
No,  they  were  fmok'd  and  flavM  as  well  as  we  .• 
What's  fweet-lipt  Honours  blaftjbut  fmoke^What*s  crcafure 
But  very  fmoke  >  And  what  mo-^e  fmoke  ihvn  pleafurc  ? 
Alas :  they're  all  but  fliadowb.  fumes  and  blafls  i 
That  vanirties,  this  fades,  the  other  wafts. 
The  reftlefs  Merchant,  he  :hat  loves  to  fteep 
His  brains  in  wealth,  and  la  yes  his  foul  to  fleep 


78^  Emhlemes.  Fook  2 ,. 

•^nbags  cf  Bullion,  fees  !ch*immortal  Ciown, 

And  fain  would  mounr,  b  Jt  Ingots  keep  him  down  : 

He  brags  to  day,  perchance,  and  begs  to  morrow  j 

He  lent  but  now,  wants  credit  now  to  borrow  : 

Blow  winds,  the  treafure^  gone,  the  merchant's  broke  5 

A  llave  to  filver's  but  a  Have  to  fmoke.  L 

Behold  the  Glory-vying  child  of  fame,  J^ 

That  from  deep  wo*inds  fuck*-  forth  an  honoured  namej 

That  thinks  no  purchafc  worth  the  ilyle  of  good. 

But  what  is  fold  for  Iweat,  and  feal'd  with  bloud  ; 

That  for  a  point,  a  blaft  of  empty  breath, 

Undaunted  gazes  in  the  face  of  death  ; 

Whofe  dear-bought  bubble,  filld  with  vain  renowilj 

Breaks  with  a  phillop,  or  a  Gen'rals  frown  : 

His  {Itoke-got  Honour  ftaggers  with  a  ftroke  5  j- 

A  flave  to  honour  is  a  flavc  to  fmoke.  "*         W 

And  that  fond  foul  which  wafts  his  i4le  dales 

In  loofe  delights,  and  fports  about  the  blaxe 

Of  Cupids  candle  ;  he  that  dayly  fpies 

Twin  babies  in  his  miftrefs  Gem'mies, 

Whereto  his  fad  devotion  does  impart 

Th   fweet  buint-offering  of  a  bleeding  heart  i 

See,  how  his  wings  are  fing'd  in  Cyprian  fire, 

Whofe  flames  confume  with  youth,  in  age  expire  2 

The  world's  a  bubble  ;  all  the  pleafures  in  it. 

Like  morning  vapours,vani{h  in  a  minute: 
The  vapours  vani{h,  and  the  bubble's  broke  3 
A  flave  to  pleafure  is  a  (lave  tc  fmoke. 
Now,  Stoick,  ceafe  thy  laughter,  and  repafl 
Thy  pickled  cheeks  with  teais^  and  weep  as  fafl, 

S.  HIERON. 


Books;  Emhlemes.  79 

s.  HIEON. 

rhat  rich  m^i  isgreit,  who  tbm\eth  not  hlmfelf  great ,  be" 
eauje  he  is  rich  :  the  proud  man  (tvho  is  the  poor  man)  braggeth 
outwardly  ^but  heggeth  inwardly :  he  is  blown  up,  but  nocfulU 

PETER  RAV, 

Vexation  andariguifh  accompany  riches  and  honour  :  the  pomp 
of  the  world  and  the  favour  of  the  people  are  but  fmo\ey  and  d 
blaft  fiiddenly  vanipjing  :  which  if  they  commonly  pleafe  ^  com-- 
monly  bring  repent  ante  ^  a?idfor  a  minute  of  joy  y  they  bring  an  age 
efforrow^ 


EPiG.  4. 

Cupid,  thy  diet*s  ftrange  :  It  dulls.  It  rov^zcs. 
It  cools,  it  heats  jit  binds,  and  then  it  loofes: 
Dull'fprightly-cold-hot  fool,  if  ev*r  it  winds  thee 
I  Into  a  loofnefs  once,  take  heed,  it  binds  thee, 

F4 


So 


Emblemes. 


Book  2 


V. 


OC. 


ya  mc 


on  omne,  ciuod  htc  micat,  aiirunt   eltz 


U  Bopk  2.  Emhlemes. 

Proverbs      23*  5* 

mlt  thou  fet  thine  eyes  upon  that  which  if  not  > 
for  riches  make  themf elves  wings  ^  the j  file 

dway  as  an  Eagle. 


FAlfe  world,  thou  ly'ft  :  Thou  canfl:  not  lend 
The  leaft  delight: 
Thy  favours  cannot  gain  a  Friend, 

They  are  fo  flight : 
'  Thy  morning  pleafures  make  an  end 

To  pleafe  at  night  r 
1  poor  are  the  wants  that  thou  fupply'il : 
!  And  yet  thou  vant'ft,  and  yet  thou  vy'ft 
I  With  heaven^Fond  earth  thou  boaftsjfalfs  world  thou  ly*fl. 

z 

Thy  babling  tongue  tels  golden  tales 

Of  endlefs  treafurc ; 
Thy  bounty  offers  eafie  fales 

Oflaftingpleafare ; 
Thou  ask'fl  the  Confcicnce  what  fne  ails. 

And  fwear^ft  to  eale  her; 
There's  none  can  want  where  thou  fupply'ft  : 
Therc^s  none  can  give  where  thou  deny*ft. 
Alas,  fond  world  thou  boafts  j  falfe  world  thou  lyTc, 

Whac 


Sz  Emhlemes.  Book  2 

?  .  1 

"What  well-advifed  ear  regards  | 

What  earth  can  fay  ?  ■ 

Thy  words  are  gold^  but  thy  rewards  j 

Are  painted  clay ;  \ 

Thy  cunning  can  but  pack  the  cards ; 

Thou  canft  not  play  : 

Thy  game  at  weakeft,  ftill  thou  vy*ft  ; 

lf{een,  and^then  revy*djdeny'ftj 

Thou  art  not  what  thou  fcem'fl:  falfc  worlds  thou  Jy  *{l, 

4 

Thy  tlnfil  bofome  feems  a  mint 

Of  new-coinM  treafurc, 

A  Paradife,  that  has  rto  ftint. 

No  change,  no  meafure  ; 

A  painted  cask,  but  nothing  in't. 

Nor  wealth,  nor  pleafure .' 

Vain  earth  I  that  falfely  thus  comply*ft 

With  man  :  Vain  main  !  that  thus  rely'ft 

On  earth :  Vain  man ,  thou  dot*l\ ;  Vain  earthy  thou  ly*ft. 

What  mean  dull  fouls,  in  this  high  meafure 

To  haberdafh 
In  earths  bafe  wares,  whofe  greateft  treafure 

Is  drofs  and  trafh  ? 
The  height  of  whofe  inchanting  pleafure 

Is  but  a  flafh  ? 
Are  thefe  the  goods  that  thou  fupply'/l 
Us  rrortals  with  ?  Are  thtfe  the  hlgh'il  > 
Can  thefe  bring  cordial  peace?  Falfc  world  j  thou  Jy'ft. 

PET, 


'!Book2o  Emblemes.  83 

PET.  BLES. 

,  This  -world  is  cl.ccitful:  Hc-f  cni'ts  doubt fuly  Her  eo'idujion  ii 
horrible ;  Her  fugde  is  terrible  j  And  her  punishment  is  into- 
lerable, 

S.  AUG.  lib.  Confefs. 

The  vain  glory  of  this  world  is  a  deceitful  fweetncfs,  a  fruit- 
lefs  labour-,  a  perpetual  fa/,  a  dangerous  honour:  H^r  begin- 
mng  is  wkhout  providence^ ,  and  her  end  not  without  repentance* 


E  P  I G.  f 

World,  th'arc  a  traytour  \  thou  hafl:  ftampc  thy  bifc 
And  chyniick  metal  with  great  Ccefars  face ; 
And  with  thy  baftard  bullion  thou  hift  barterM 
'• '  For  wares  of  price  5  how  jaflly  dravvn  and  q.iartcr'd  I 


84 


Emblemes* 

VI. 


Book  a, 


decibtt  ozhts  . 


^1  Book  2.  Emblemed.  85 

VI. 

Job      15.  3I« 

let  not  hm  that  is  decerjedtruft  in  Vitnitj^for 
canity  fjjall  be  hu  recom^ence^ 


BElleve  her  not :  Her  glafs  dlffufes 
Falfe  porcraitures :  thou  canfc  efpic 
No  true  refledion  :  She  abufes 
Her  mir-inform'd  beholders  eye  ; 
Her  Chryfcall's  falfly  fteelM:  It  Tcatters 
Deceitful  beams.  Beli«ve  hjsr  not,  fhe  flatters. 

This  flaring  mirrour  reprefeiits 

No  right  proportion,  hiew ,  or  feature  : 
Her  very  looks  are  complements ; 

They  make  thee  fairer,  goodlier,  greater  : 
The  skilful  glofs  of  her  refledion 
But  paints  the  Context  of  thy  courfe  complexicn.^ 

3 

Were  thy  dimenfion  but  a  ftride. 

Nay,  wert  thou  ftaturM  but  a  fpan, 
5uch  as  the  long-bild'  troops  defi'd, 
A  very  fragment  of  a  man  5 
Shc'l  make  thee  Mimas ^  which  ye  WfH 
The  ^ovC'Jlm  tyrant^  ©t  xW  Jmf{  ^^^ 

Ha4 


Uir. 


$6  .Emhlemesi,  Book  i 

,4  \ 

Had  furfets  jOr  th*  ungracious  Starr 

Confpir'd  to  make  one  common  place 
Of  all  deformities  that  arc 

Within  the  volume  of  thy  face, 

She'd  lend  thee  favour  iliould  out-move 
The  Troy-bane  Hellen,  or  the  Queen  of  Love. 

Were  thy  confum'd  eftate  as  poor 

'As  Lar^ars,  or  afflided  fobs : 
She'l  change  thy  wants  to  Teeming  ftore. 
And  turn  thy  lags  to  purple  robes  5 

She'l  make  thy  hide-bound  flanck  appear 
As  plump  as  theirs  ihai/eaft  it  all  the  year, 

6 
Look  off;  let  not  thy  Opticks  be 

Abus'd ;  thou  feeft  not  what  thou  (hould'ft  ; 
Thy  felf's  the  Objed  thpu  {liould'ft  fee, 
iJuc  t-is  thy  (hadow  thou  behold'ft : 

And  {hadows  thrive  the  more  in  ftaturc. 
The  nearer  we  approch  the  light  of  nature. 

7 
Where  Heav*ns  bright  beams  look  more  dired;) 

The  (hadow  (brinks  asthey  grow  flronger  ; 
But  when  they  glance  theii  fair  afpeft. 
The  bold-fac'd  {hade  grows  larger  ,  longer  5 
And  when  their  lamp  begins  to  fall, 
Th'  increafing  Ihadows  lengthen  moft  of  all, 

8 
The  foul  that  feeks  thenoon  of  grace. 

Shrinks  in,  but  fwels  if  grace  retreat  j 
As  hcav'n  lifts  up,  or  veils  hh  face. 
Our  felf-efteems  grow  lefsor  gjreat. 
The  leaft  is  greateft  ;  and  who  (hall 
Appeal"  the  greateft  arc  the  leaft  of  all. 


•;Book  2.  Emhlemes.  '^7 

Hugo  lib.  de  Anima," 

Inv,imh(^  I'lfteth  up  the  eye  of  his  heart  to  behold  his  God^ 
t^jo  IS  not  fir(i  rightly  advifed  to  behsld  hmfelf:  Fir(i  thon^  mujl 
feethevifJbletbimofthy  felf,  before  thou  can(l  be  ^epxred 
to  \no7v  the  invifMe  things  of  God;  foi  if  thou  CM(i  not  appre- 
hcnd  the  things  within  thee,  thou  canfi  not  comprehend  the  things 

[above thee:  the befllooJ^ing-glafs  wherein  tofsi  thy  Cod^  is 

'  perfcffly  to  fee  thy  f elf  , 


EPIG.  6, 

Be  not  deceiv  'd,  great  fool :  There  is  no  lofs 
In  being  fmall ;  great  bulks  but  fwell  with  drofs, 
Man  is  heav'ns  Mafter-piece:  If  it  appear 
More  greatj  ihe  value's  kfs  j  if  lefsj  more  dear. 


88 


Emhlemesi 

vii. 


Book' 


? 


Book  2.  Emblemes,  ^9 

VII. 

Deuteronomy  30.  i^Z 

ihavefet  before  thee  life  and  death -^  hlejfmg 
and  curfing ,  therefore  choofe  lijey  that  thofc 
and  thy  feed  may  live, 

t 

THe  world  *s  a  Floor,  whofe  rwelllng;  fieaps  retain 
The  mingled  wages  of  the  Ploughmans  toy]  j 
The  world's  a  heap,  wbofe  yec  unwinr;owed  grain 

Is  lodgM  with  chatf  and  buried  in  her  foyl ; 
AH  things  are  mixt,  the  ufeful  with  the  vain  ; 
The  good  with  bad,  the  noble  with  the  vile  ; 

The  world's  an  Ark,  wherein  things  pure  and  grofs 
Prefcnt  their  lofleful  gain,  and  gainful  lofs. 
Where  cv*ry  dram  of  gold  contains  a  pound  of  drofs. 


I 


This  furnlfht  Aik  prefents  the  greedy  view 

With  all  that  earth  can  giye,  or  Heav'n  can  add  3 
Here  lafting  joyes  •,  here,  pleafures  hourely  new. 

And  hourely  fading,  may  be  wifht  and  kad  .* 
All  points  of  Honour ,  counterfeit  and  true. 
Salute  thy  foul,  and  wealth  both  good  and  bad : 
Here  maift  thou  open  wide  the  two-leav'd  doof 
Of  all  thy  wifties,  to  receive  that  rtore 
'  Which  being  empty  ipoftj  docs  overflow  the  morea 


'^o  ^  Emhlemes.  Book  2. 

Come  then  myroul,approch  this  royal  Burfe, 

Ana  fee  what  wares  our  great  Exchange  retains ; 
Come,  come  •  here's  that  fliall  make  a  firm  divoice 
Betwixt  thy  wants  and  thee,  if  want  coifrplains ; 
No  need  to  nt  in  counfcl  with  thy  puife, 
^Hei'c's  nothing  good  iliali  coft  more  price  th^n  p^iiic  : 
But  O  my  foctl  take  heed,  it  thou  rely 
llpOn  thy  fakhlcfs  Opticks,thba  wilt  buy 
Too  blind  a  bargain  :  know,  fbbls  biiely  trade  by  tK'eye, 

4 
The  worldly  wifedome  of  the  foolifh  man 

Is  like  a  iieve,  that  does  alone  retain 

T^r  grofler  fubftance  of  the  worthlefs  brain  : 

But  thou,  rHyfoul,  let  thy  brave  thoughts  difdain 

So  courfe  a  pur  chafe  3  O  be  thou  a  fan 

To  purge  the  chaff,  and  keep  the  winnowM  grain  : 

Make  clean  thy  thoughts,  and  drefs  thy  mixt  defires; 

Thou  art  Heavens  tasker  5  and  thy  God  requires 

irhe  pureft  of  thy  floor,  as  well  as  well  as  of  thy  fires. 

Let  grace  conduft  thee  to  the  paths  of  peace. 

And  wifdome  blefs  thy  fouls  unblemifht  waies. 
No  matter  then,  how  fhbrt  or  long's  the  leafe, 

Whofe  dare  determines  thy  felf-numbred  dales : 
No  need  to  care  for  wealths  or  fames  increafe. 
Nor  Ma.rs  his  Palm,  nor  high  Apollo's  Baycs. 
Lord,  if  tliy  gracious  bouncie  pleafe  to  fill 
The  floor  of  my  defires,  and  teach  me  skill 
To  dtefs-and  chx\k  the  corn,  take  thofe  the  chatf  that  will 

-— :;  S.AUgI 


-Boolr  2.  I.mhleYYieSp  .pi 

5.  A  LI  G  Ll  S  T.  Jib.  I.  de  dod.  Chriai.     - 

Tempo;- n! things  move  ravifh  in  t'^e    cxf^Sl.iUon  thcTi  i?ifrit'r 
t'lon  :  but  things  eternal  more  in  the  fruition  thsn  expeci-uion. 

Ibidem. 
The  life  of  man  is  the  middle  between  Angels  nvd  hcafls  \  if 
nuL'i  ta{es  pie  afar  e  in  carnal  things ,  he  is  compared  to  beafts  ; 
but  if  he  delights  hfpiritual  things,  he  isfftited  with  Angels, 


E  P  I  G.  7. 

Alt  tkou  a  child  ?  Thou  wilt  not  then  be  fed. 

But  like  a  childj,  and  wich  the  chlldrens  bread 

But  thou  art  fed  with  chaff,  or  corn  undreft : 

My  foul  thou  favoHr'fl  »oo  much  of  the  beaft, 

O  % 


Emhlemes, 
VIIL 


Book  2 


will:  mam^ali.  sciijpnf^ 


t  Bo^fc  ^»  Emhlemes.  y^ 

VIIL 

Phiuppians    13.  i^. 

^/^(^^  mind  earthly  things^  hut  our  converfation. 
u  in  Heaven^ 

^e^s*  Piv.  Cupid. 

yen,\-TrHaz  means  this  peevl{hbrat  ?  Whifh  lullaby, 

V  V   What  ails  my  babe?  what  ails  my  babe  to  ciy? 
Will  nothing  ftill  it  ?  will  it  neither  be 
PleasM  with  the  nurfes  bread  nor  mothers  knec> 
What  ails  mV  bird  ?  what  moves  my  fioward  boy 
To  make  fuch  whimp'ring  faces  ?  Peace,  my  joy  • 
Will  nothing  do  ?  come,  come,  this  pettifhbrat. 
Thus  cry  and  brawl,  and  cannot  tell  for  what  > 
Conie  bufs  and  friends,  my  lamb  j  whlfli  lullaby. 
What  ails  my  babe?  what  ails  my  babe  to  cry  ? 
Peace,  peace  my  dear  j  alas,  thy  early  years 
Had  never  faults  to  merit  half  thefe  tears  j 
Come  fmile  upon  me  :  Let  thy  mother  fpic 
Thy  fathers  image  in  her  babies  eye : 
Husband  thefe  guiltlcfs  drops  againft  the  rage 
Of  harder  fortunes,  and  the  gripes  of  age  5 
Thine  eye's  nor  ripe  for  tears :  whiCh,  lullaby  5 
What  ails  my  babe,  my  fweet-fac'd  babe  to  cry  > 
Look,  look,  what's  here  /  A  dainty  golden  thing  ; 
See  how  the  dancing  bells  turn  round  and  ring 
To  pleafe  my  bantling  !  here's  a  knack  will  breed 
ftn  hundred  kifles;  here's  a  knack  indeed. 

G  ^  So 


^  Imhlemef.  Book  2*    I 

So,  now  my  bird  is  white,  and  looks  as  fair 
As  Felops  fhouldei  3  or  my  milk-white  pair  : 
Here's  right  the  fathers  fmile  j  when  Mars  begullM 
5icii  ytiiUti  of  her  heart,  jufl  thus  he  fmil'd. 


? 


Divine  Cupid. 

Well  may  th?y  fmile  alike ;  thy  bafc-bred  boy 

And  his  bafe  fire  had  both  one  caufe,  a  toy: 

How  well  their  fubjeds  and  their  fmiles  agree 

Thy  Cupid  finds  a  toy,  and  Mxrs  found  thee  : 

Palfe  Queen  of  beauty,  Queen  of  falfe  delights. 

Thy  knee  prefents  an  Embleme,  that  invites 

Man  to  hinnfelf,  whofe  fclf-tranfported  heart 
(Ov'rwhelmM  wi:h  natve  forrovN  s,  and  the  fmarc 

Of  purchased  griefs)  lies  whining  night  and  day. 

Not  knowing  why,  till  heavy-heeld  delay. 

The  dull-brow'd  Pander  of  defpair,  laies  by 

His  leaden  buskins,  and  prefents  his  eye 
With  antick  trifles,  which  th'indulgent  earth 
Makes  proper  objeds  of  mans  chiloifh  mirth. 
Thefe  be  the  cayn  that  pafs,  the  fweets  that  pleafc  5 
There's  nothing  good,  there's  nothing  great  but  thefe  : 
Thefe  be  the  pipes  that  bafe-born  minds  dance  after. 
And  turn  immod'rate  rears  to  lavifli  laughter  j 
Whilft  Heav'nly  raptures  pafs  without  regard  5 
Their  firings  are  harfh  and  their  high  ft  ains  unheard  ; 
The  plough  mans  whiftle  or  the  trivial  flute 
rind  more  refped  then  great  Apoll's  luce  : 
We'l  look  to  Heav'n,  and  truft  to  higher  joyej; 
Let  fivine  loye  husks,  and  children  whine  for  toyes. 

$,BERN. 


JBoolc  2^  Emblemes^  f% 

S.  BERN. 
T})(it  U  the  true  nnd  chief  /o^,  yohich  is  not  conceived  from  the 
creature,  but  received  from  the  Creator,  -which  {being  once  poffejl 
thereof)  no'iec.m  talj-e  from  thee  \  whereto  all  plea fufe  being 
compared  is  tor m'Tit ,  all  ie\  is  grief  ,  fweet  things  are  hitter^  aU 
glory  isbajen-efsi  and  all  delegable  things  are  defpicahle, 

S.  BERN. 

foy  in  a  changeable  fu^c  6i  mud  rieceffarily  (htnge  as  the  fair 
je^changeth. 


EPIG.  8. 

Peace,  chlldiih  C/^p/V,  peace  :  thy  finger'd  eye 
But  cries  for  what,  in  time  j  will  make  thee  cry  : 
But  are  thy  peevifh  wranglings  thus  appeas'd  ? 
Well  piaift  thou  cry,  that  art  fo  poorely  pleasM, 

G4    . 


9( 


Emhlmesl 


Book  2 


^/^ 


nturunv    e>:hort'eicp 


aienv  . 


rrej. 


kU^'^^^ 


,     (  11  ■  ■ 


Book  2.  Emhlemes.  yj 

IX. 

ISAlAH    10.    3,' 

^at  will  you  do  in  the  day  of  your  vifitAtion  > 
to  whom  will  ye  file  for  help  }  and  where  mil 
you  leave  your  glor J  > 

t 

IS  this  that  jolly  God,  whofc  Cyprim  bowc 
Has  (hot  fo  many  flaming  darts. 
And  made  fo  many  wounded  Beauties  gd 
Sadly  perplext  with  whimp*iing  heartr> 
Is  this  chat  Sov'rajgn  Deity  that  brings 
The  flavifh  world  in  awe^  and  ftings  (Kings* 

The  blundring  fouls  of  fwains,  and  lioops  the  heftrcs  of 

.What  Circean  charm,  what  Hecatean fpight 
I     Has  thus  abus'd  the  God  of  love  > 
(Qreat  Jove  was  vanquiflic  by  his  greater  might  j 

(And  who  is  ftronger-arm'd  then  Jove})  ^ 

Or  has  our  luftful  god  perform'd  a  rape  » 
And  (fearing  Argits  eyes)  would  fcape 
The  view  of  jealous  earth,  in  this  prodigious  (hape? 

IVhere  be  thofe  rofie  cheeks,  that  lately  fcornM 

The  malice  of  injurious  Fates  ? 
Ah,  where's  that  pearl  Percullis  that  adorn'J 
Thofe  dainty  two-leav'd  Ruby  gates  > 
■  Where  be  thofe  klUirt  .^  eyes,  that  fo  control'i 
The  world  >  And  locks,  that  did  infold 
like  knots  ©f  flaming  wire,  like  curies  of  burnlfltt  gold  ' 

No, 


M|8  Em  Hemes.  Book  £, 

4 

Noj  no,  'twas  neither  Hecacean  fpite, 

Noi  charm  below,,  nar  aovv'r  above  j 
*Twas  neither  Ci/Yes  fpell ^  nor  Stygian  fprite. 
That  thus  transfo'-m'd  our  God  of  Love  j 

'rvvs  owl-eye4  L'lft  (more  potent  farr  then  they)  ^ 
Whof?  ey^s  and  aftions  hate  the  day  : 
WhcJifl  all  the  world  obfei  ve,  whom  all  the  world  obey, 

f 

See  how  the  latter  Trumpets  dreadful  blaft 

Affrights  (lout  Manhh  trembling  Ton  1  _ 

See, howhefti|rti?y!hQwhe  ftandsagaft^  ^ 

And  fcrambles  from  his  melting  Throne  • 

Hark,  how  :hc  direful  hand  of  vengeance  tears 
The  Iwdtrring  clouds,  whilft  Hcav*n  appears 
A  circle  fiUM  with  flame,  and  centered  with  his  fears. 

This  is  that  dav,  whofe  oft  report  hath  wora 
Ne-gleftei  tongJes  of  Prophets  bare  ^       ' 
The  faichl  fs  fubjed  of  the  worldlings  Tcorn, 
The  fumme  of  meri  and  Angels  pray*r ; 

Ihi^  this  the  day  whofe  All-difcerning  light  '^' 

Ranfacks  the  fecret  dens  of  night. 
And  fevers  good  from  bad  3  true  joy  cs  from  falle  delighc. 

You  groT^ling  worldlings,  you,  whofe  wifdoms  trades 

Where  light  nev'r  fhot  his  golden  ray  j 
That  hide  your  aftions  in  Cimmerian  fhades. 

How  will  your  eyes  endure  this  day  ?  '  \ 

Hills  will  be  deaf,  and  moumains  will  aot  hear  5 
There  be  no  caves,  no  corners  there, 
Tofhade  your  fouJ;s  from  Srejto  {hieid  your  lieaits  firom  fearj 

HUGO. 


h 


I 


5ook2.  Emhimes,  99 


EPIG.  9. 

A^at  ?  fvveet-f  acM  Cupids  has  thy  baftard-treafurc, 
rhy  boafted  honours,  and  thy  bold-fac'd  pleafurc 
i*erplext  thee  now  ?  I  told  thee  long  ago, 
1^0  what  they'd  bring  thee^  fool^  To  mt^  to  wos» 


ltd 


Emblemes. 


Book  t.\ 


X- 


inntt  :  mane  e^ 


iT. 


ymhlemes.  «ox 


X. 


NahUM       2.  10.        V^l 

^he  is  empty y  and  void ^  andn^afle* 


SHe's  empty :  harkaHic  foundsjthere's  nothing  ihcr<: 
Buc  noife  to  fill  thy  care  5 
Thy  vain  enquiry  can  at  length  but  find 

A  blaft  of  murm'ring  wind  5 
It  is  a  cask,  that  feems  as  full  as  fair ; 

But  meerely  tunn'd  with  air  5 
Fond  youth,  go  build  thy  hopes  on  better  grounds: 

The  foul  that  vainly  founds 
Her  joyes  upon  this  world  but  feeds  on  empty  founds. 

She's  empty  :  hark,  (he  founds :  there's  nothing  in'c. 

The  fpark-ingend'ring  flint 

Shall  fooner  melt,  and  hardeft  raunce  {hall  firft 

Diiiblve  and  quench  thy  thirf!, 

E'rc  this  falfe  world  {ball  {till  thy  ftormy  brcafl 

With  fmooth-fac'd  caims  of  reft : 

Thou  mayft  as  well  expeft  Meridian  light  -  ^ 

From  {hades  of  black- mouth*4  nigEtJ 

'As  in  this  empty  woi:14  w  find  a  full  delight,  = ;  ;cfi.i  . 

She's 


? 


> 


J 


XI02  .   Emhlemes.  .  Book 

She's  empty ;  hark,  {he  founds ;  'tis  void  and  vaft ; 

What  if  fonie  flattering  blafc  W 

Of  flatuous  honour  {hould  perchance  be  there,  W 

And  whifpej:  in  thine  ear  ?  |* 

It  is  but  wind,  and  blows  but  where  it  life. 

And  vaniflies  like  a  mift : 
poor  hofttJur  earth  can  give  !  What  generous  min4  M% 

Would  be  fo  bafe  to  bind  V 

Her  Hcav'B-bred  foul  a  flave  to  ferye  a  blafc  of  wind  ? 

4 
She!s  empty ;  hark,  fiie  founds :  t'is  but  a  -bal  1 

For  fools  £o  play  withal : 
The  painted  filmbut  of  aitionger  bubble, 

;;  That's  lin'd  with  filken  trouble 

It  is  a  world,  whofe. work  and  recreation      '        .. 

Ts  vanity  and  vexation ; 
AHag^wpalr'd  with  viGe-complex ion,  paint, 

>   ][tA  quelt-houfe  of  complaint : 
It  is  a  faiat  > afiend  5  worfe  fiendj  when moft  a  dlim; 


She'*-  empty:  hark,  fte  founds :  'tis  vain  and  void. 

What's  here  to  be  enjoyM 
But  grief  and  £cknefs,^nd  large  bills  of  forrow,  -  | 

.'      '  Drawn  now,  and  croft  to  morrow  / 

Or  what  aremen,  but  ^ufts  of  dying  breath, 

:  Reviv'd  with  living  death? 

Fond  lad,  O  build  thy  hopes  on  furev grounds 
e  i^xii  i  iA:  J  <  •  Then  what  dull  fleih  propounds : 

Trufc  not  thidiollow  wor W,  {he's  empty :  hark  ?  fhe  founds 

S.CHRYS 


•  Sobk  2.  Emhlemes.    k  *0S 

S.  CHRYS.inEp.  adH.b. 

C<)«fe^?z  n^ttf^  5  and  thou  Jhalt  be  rich  ;  cont  mn- g^o'^i  md 
.o.ifndt  b" glorious  -.  contemn  in]iirirs^  anUhoi-  {hJ'  b.  ?  con^ 
■'j,nor ;  cihitnm  rS^  and  thou  {h.ilt  gain  reft  3  C6mtmn.<.  earth , 
Kd  thou  frj.ilt  fi'id  Reciven, 

HUGO  lib.  de  Vanir.  mundi. 

rJ}ev:orldis.ivMity  rvhich  a^ordeth  nJthy  b-iu^'j  to  the 
'morous,  nor  rcw.rrdto  the  laberioHS,  nor  insoara^ement  to  ths 
ndtidnoas , 


EPIG.  10,' 

This  houfe  is  to  be  let  for  hfe  or  years  j 
Her  rent  is  forrow,  and  her  In-come  tears : 
Cupidi  \  'as  long  ftood  void  j  her  bills  make  known> 
Jhe  nau/c  be  dearly  U\  \  «r  l§t  aloiK. 


I04 


FmhlemeS* 
XL 


Boole 


Crras:  hac    ititr  nd  illam 

Will  MarAall.  fculpsit . 


Book  2,  Emhlemes*  '     105 

XL 

M  A  T    T   H  E  W    7-  ^4' 

liJiYYOw  is  the  way  that  leadeth  unto  life^  and 
few  there  be  that  ^nd  it* 

PRepoft'rous  fool,  thou. troul' ft  amlfs ; 
Thou  eri'ft  j  that's  not  the  way,  *cis  this; 
Thy  hopesj  inftruded  by  thine  eye  , 
Make  thee  appear  more  near  then  1 5 
My  flour  is  not  fo  flat,  fo  fine. 
And  has  more  obvious  rubs  then  thine  : 
*Tis  true  ;  my  way  is  hard  and  ftrait. 
And  leads  me  through  a  thorny  gate, 
Whofe  ranckling  pricks  are  {harp  and  fell  3     ; 
The  common  way  to  Heav'n's  by  hell : 
'Tis  true  5  thy  path  Is  fhort  ajid,  fair. 
And  free  of  rubs :  Ah,  fool,  beware. 
The  fafcft  road's  not  alwaies  ev'n  ; 
The  way  to  Hell's  a  Teeming  Heav'n, 
Think'ft  thou,  the  Crown  of  Glory's  had 
With  idle  eafe,  fond  Cyprian  lad  ^ 
Think'ft  thouj  that  mirth,  and  vain  deligkts, 
High  feed,  andfliadow-fhortning  nights. 
Soft  knees,  full  bones,  and  beds  of  down. 
Are  proper  Prologues  to  a  Crown  ? 
Or  canft  thou  hope  to  come  and  view. 
Like  profperous  Cafar,  and  fubdue  ? 
The  bondflave  Ufurer  will  trudge 
In  fpite  of  Gouts,  will  turn  a  drudge^ 

H  And 


io6  Emhlemes.  Book  2 

And  feive  his  foul  condemning  puife, 
T*  increafe  it  with  the  widows  cuife  ; 
And  fhali  the  crown  of  glory  ftand 
Not  worth  the  waving  of  an  hand  ^ 
The  flefbly  wanton  to  obtain 
His  minute-luft,  will  count  it  gain 
To  lofe  his  freedome,  his  eftate. 
Upon  fo  dear,  fo  fweet  a  rate ;  # 

Shall  pleafures  thus  be  prlz'd,  and  mud 
Heav'ns  Palm  be  cheaper  then  a  luft^. 
The  true-bred  Spark,  to  hoife  his  name 
Upon  the  waxen  wings  of  fame. 

Will  fight  undaunted  inafioud 

That's  raisM  with  brackifh  drops  and  blood  : 

And  {hall  the  promisM  Crown  of  life 

Be  thought  a  toy,  not  worth  a  flrifc  ? 

An  cafie  good  brings  cafie  gains ; 

But  things  of  price  are  bought  with  pains : 

The  pleafing  way  Is  not  the  right : 

He  that  would  conquer  Heav'n  muft  fight. 


S.  HIEROI 


I 

Book  2.  'Emhlemes.  10  7 

fc  S.  HIERON.  in  Ep. 

I     tJo  labour  is  hard,  no  time  U  lo^g,  wherein  the  glory  of  EteT 
juty  is  the  mar\  we  level  at, 

S.GREG,  lib.  8.  Mor. 

^  ^  The  valour  of  a  JHJi  man  is  to  conquer  tbeflejh,  to  contraS^ 
mown  will,  to  quench  the  delights  of  this  prefent  life,  to  en 
iure  and  love  the  miferies  of  this  world  for  the  reward  of  a  bet" 
er,  to  contefnnthe  flatteries  of  prof peri^y  andlmvardly  t9  over- 
ome  the  f ears  ofadverfity. 


EPIC.  II, 

g  .'  Cupidy  if  thy  fmeother  way  were  right, 
*lhould  miftruft  this  Crown  were  counterfeit  J 
be  way's  not  cafie  where  the  Prixc  is  great  s 
liopc  no  virtues  where  I  fmeli  no  fwcat, 

H  a 


io8 


Emhlemeu;^^ 


^  BOO  ; 


XIL 


rv  cruce  jtat  Jecurm   cmior. 


^ 


31 


Book  2.  Emhlemes.  i^^ 


XII. 

Galatians  6*  14. 

God  forbid  that  I  fhould  glorj^  fave  in  the 
Crofs, 


CAn  nothing  fettle  my  uncertain  breaft. 
And  fix  my  rambling  love  ? 
Can  my  atfedions  find  out  nothing  beft  > 

But  ftill  aad  ftill  remove  ? 
Has  earth  no  mercy  ?  will  no  Ark  of  reft  ; 

Receive  my  reftlefs  Dove  ? 
(s  there  no  good^  then  which  there's  nothing  higher, 

To  blefs  my  fuli  defire 
A^ith  joyes  that  never  changejwith  joyes  that  nev'r  expire? 

a    . 

wanted  wraith  j  and  at  my  dear  requefl:. 

Earth  lent  a  quick  fuppjy  5 
wanted  mirth  to  charm  my  fallen  breaft  i 

And  who  more  brisk  then  If 
i  wanted  fame  to  glorifie  the  reft  j 

My  fame  flew  eagle-high  ; 
ly  joy  not  fully  ripe,  but  all  decayed  ; 

Wealth  vanifhc  like  a  {hade, 
y  mirth  began  to  flag,  my  fame  began  to  fade, 

H  3  the 


^  I  ^  Emblemes  •  Book  2 . . 

5      •  I 

•jhc  world's  an  Ocean,  hurried  to  and  fro 

With  ev'ry  Blaft  of  paflTion  : 
Her  luftfuU  ftieams,  when  either  ebb  or  flow. 

Are  tides  of  mans  vexation : 
Xhey  alter  daily  'and  they  daily  grow 

The  worfe  by  alteration  : 
The  earth's  a  cask  fiill  tunn'd,  yet  wanting  meafure  j 

Her  pecious  wind  is  plcafurtj 
Her  yeft  Is  honours  puff  3  her  lees  arc  worldly  treafurco 

4 

My  truft  is  in  the  Crofs :  let  beauty  flag 

Her  loofc,  her  wanton  fail ; 
Let  coum'nance-gllding  Honour  ceafe  to  brag 

In  courtly  terras,  and  vail ; 
Let  ditch-bred  wealth  henceforth  forget  to  wag 

Her  bafe  though  golden  tail  5 
Falfe  beiutics  concfucft  is  but  real  lofs. 

And  wealth  but  golden  drofs  y 
Beft  Honour's  but  a  blaft  :  my  truft  is  in  the  Cr^fs, 

My  truft  is  in  the  Crofs :  There  lies  my  reft  ^ 

My  faft,  my  fole  delight  t 
Let  cold-mouth'd  Boreas,  or  the  hot-mouth'd  Eaft 

Blow  till  they  burft  with  fpight ; 
Let  earth  and  hell  confpire  their  worft,  their  beft. 

And  joyn  their  twifted  might : 
Let  fhowres  of  thunderbolts  dart  down  and  wound  me, 

And  troops  of  fiends  furround  me. 
All  this  may  well  confrontjall  this  ftiall  nev'r  confound  me , 

S.  AUGUS.l 


i.  3ook  2 .  Emhlemes.  iix 

5.  AUGUST. 

Chrifii  C'-ofi  is  the  Chrifcrofs  of  all  our  happinefs  :  It  deliver^ 
'i  from  dlLblhidiefs  of  error  i  and  enrkhes  our  da,y\npfs  wit^ 
ight  j  it  rcfioretb  the  troubled  foul  to  re  (i ',  It  bringeth  Jlran^e^  ^ 
0  Gods  acquAmtance-y  It  maJ^etb  remote  forrcigners  near 
'.fighbours;  It  cmeth  ofdtfcord  j  concludeth  a  league  of  ever- 
a(ii^gpeacej  and  is  th:  bounteous  author  of  all  good* 

S.  BERN,  in  Scr.de  refur. 

,    We  find  glory  in  the  Crofs  i  to  us  that  are  faved  it  is  the  pow- 
T  */  Godj  and  the  fnlnefs  of  all  virtuef. 


EPIG.    12. 

foUowM  reft,  reft  fled  and  foon  forfooke  mej 
ran  from  grief,  grief  ran  and  overtook  mc. 
AHiat  {hall  1  do  ?  left  I  be  too  much  toft 
])n  worldly  crofTcs^  Lords  let  me  be  croft. 

H4 


Xia 


if. 


EmhlemeSm 

XIIL 


Book  2. 


u 


o^ 


Qmlnera  UJi 


l^mxm 


36ok  2.  Emhlemes,  i^3 

XIll. 
Pr  o  verbs    26. 1  I. 

4s  a  dog  returneth  to  his  vomit  ^^fo  a  fool  Yetur- 
nethtohis  foUj. 

01  am  wounded  !  and  my  wounds  do  fmarc 
Beyond  my  pacience,  or  g^eat  Chiro'is  art  j 
iyield,  I  yield  jche  day,  th-:  pa  m  is  thine  ; 
rhy  bow's  more  true  j  thy  {haft's  more  fierce  then  mlnc^ 
4old,  hold,  P  hold  thy  conq'rmg  hand.  What  need 
To  fend  more  darts  ?  the  firft  has  done  the  deed  : 
Dft  have  we  ftrugled  ,  when  our  equal  arms 
Shot  equal  {hafts,  inflifted  equal  harms ', 
3ut  thib  exceeds,  and  with  hei  flaming  head, 
TwyforkM  with  death,  h.is  (1;  uck  my  confcience  dead. 
But  mu{l  I  die  >  Ah  me  1  If  that  were  all, 
rhen,  then  Vd  ftroke  my  bleeding  wounds,  and  call 
rhi*;  dart  a  cordial,  and  with  joy  endure 
rhtffe  hai  l"h  ing-  cdients,  where  my  grjePs  my  cure. 
But  fomethng  whjfpers  in  my  dying  ear. 
There  is  an  after-day  j  which  day  i  fear : 
rhe  {lender  debt  to  Nature's  quickly  paid, 
Difcharg'd  perchance  with  greater  eafe  then  made  5 
But  if  that  pale-fac'd  Sergeant  make  arreft, 
Fen  thoufand  aftions  would  (whereof  the  leafl 
Is  more  then  all  this  lower  world  can  bail) 
Be  entred,  and  condemn  me  to  the  jail 
Of  Stygian  darknefs,  bound  in  red  hot  chains, 
And  grip'd  with  tortures  worfe  then  Titian  pains, 

Fare^vcl 


114  Emhlemes.  Book  2 

Farcwcl  ray  vain,  fare.vel  my  loofe delights ; 

Farcwel  my  rambling  daies,  my  rev'ling  nights  ; 

'  Fwas  you  betrsyd  m^  firft,  and  when  ye  found 

My  foul  advantage,  gave  my  foul  the  wound  : 

Faiewel  my  bullion  gods,  whofe  foveralgn  looks 

So  often  catch'd  me  with  their  golden  hooks : 

Go,  feek  another  flave  j  ye  muft  all  go  j 

I  cannot  ferve  my  God  and  Bullion  too.  *-  j 

Farewel  falfe  honour  ;  you,  whofe  ayry  wln^s  i 

Did  moimt  my  foul  above  the  thrones  of  kings  ; 

Then  flatterM  me,  took  pet,  and  in  difdain. 

Nipt  my  green  buds  j  then  klckt:  me  down  again  .•  ; 

Farcwel  my  bow  ;  farewell  my  Cyprian  Quiver  j  j 

Farewel  dear  world,  farewel  dear  world  for  ever,  j 

O,butthlsmo{ldelicious  world,  how  fweet  .  j 

Her  pleafures  relifli !  Ah  !  How  jump  they  meet  j 

The  grafping  foul !  and  with  theii  fprightly  fire,  i 

Revive,  and  raife,  and  row2,e  the  rapt  defire  I 

For  ever^O,  to  part  fo  long>  what ""  never 

Meet  more  ?  another  year,  and  then  for  ever  : 

Too  quick  refolves  do  refolution  wrong  ; 

What  part  fo  foon,  to  be  divorcM  fo  long  > 

Things  to  be  done  are  long  to  be  debated  ; 

Heav'n  is  not  day'd.  Repentance  is  not  dated. 


s.augustJ 


^j  Book  2.  EmHemes.  115 

S.  AUG.  lib.  de,  iitiJ.  agcn.  poen. 

Go  up  my  foul  into  the  trihuntil  of  thy  Confcience ;  there  fct 
rfcv  giiiUy  felf  before  thy  Jelf :  Hide  not  thy  felf  behind  thy  felf, 
{cjl  God  bring  thee  forth  bifore  thy  felf. 

S.  ALIGLIS.  inSoliloq. 

In  v.ii>i  i^  th.it  w-ifhing  where  the  nextfmne  dcfi!eth  :  He  hath 
II  repented  whofepdnes  are  repeated :  that  (lomnch  is  the  tvorfe 
^tr  vomking,  that  lici^eth  up  his  vomit. 

ANSELM. 

God  hath  promifed pardon  to  him  that  repenteth  ,  but  he  hith 
notpivmifedrepentaAce  to  him  that  fmneth. 


EPIC.  13. 

Brain-wounded  Cmd ^h^d  this  hafty  dait, 
As  ic  hath  prickt  thy  fancy,  piercM  thy  heart, 
*T  had  been  thy  friend  :  O  how  has  it  deceiv'd  th^e.' 
For  had  this  dart  but  kili'd,  this  dau  had  fav'i  th:e- 


tU 


Emhlemes* 


Book  « 


XIV. 


CP^ 


"osv  Laplt^nt  fartiuf  ajrzo 


Will-ManhJl-.fcuipnt. 


;    Book  2.  Emhlemes.  I17 

XIV. 

Pr    O   V    E  R  B  S    24.  I^, 

A  ji^jl  y^^'^  falleth  fezen  times  and  rifethup 
AgAtn^hut  thevptcked  fhallfail  into  wt[chiej\ 

1 

^npls  but  a  foyl  at  beft,  and  that's  the  moft 

J_  Your  Bkill  can  boaft: 

My  flipp'ry  footing  failM  mc  ;  and  you  tripc 

Juft  as  I  fli'pt : 
My  wanton  weaknefs  did  her  felf  betray 

With  too  much  play  : 
I  was  too  bold  :  He  never  yet  ftood  fare. 

That  ftands  fecure : 
I     Who  ever  trufted  to  his  native  ftrength. 

But  fell  at  length  ? 
The  Title's  cra^Mjthe  Tenure  is  not  good, 
j     That  claims  by  th^evidence  of  fiefh  and  blood, 

I     Boaft  not  thy  skill;  the  righteous  man  falls  ofc> 

Yet  falls  but  foft : 
'     There  may  be  dirt  to  mire  him  j  but  no  flones 

Tocru{h  his  bones : 
.  What  if  he  fVaggers  >  Nay,  put  cafe  he  be 

Foyl'd  on  his  knee  ; 
That  very  knee  will  bend  to  Heav'n,  and  woo 

For  mercy  too. 
The  true-bred  Camefter  ups  a  frefli,  and  then. 

Falls  to 'tagen ; 
,     Whereas  the  leaden-hearted  coward  lies^ 
I  '-And  yields  hi$  conquer'd  life^  or  craven'd  dies. 


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Boaft  noc  thy  Conquefl: ;  chou  that  ev*y  hour 

Fall'ft  ten  times  lower; 
Nayj  haft  not  pow'r  to  rife,  if  not,  in  cafe. 

To  fall  more  bafe : 
Thou  wallow'ft  where  I  flip  j  and  thou  doft  tumble, 

Where  1  but  fturable  ; 
Thou  glory'ft  in  thy  flav'ries  dirty  badges. 

And  fail*ft  for  wages : 
Sowr  grief  and  fad  repentance  fcowrs  and  clears 

My  ftains  with  tears  : 
Thy  falling  keeps  thy  falling  ftill  in  uie ; 
But  when  1  flip,  I  ftand  the  more  fecute. 

4 

Lord,  what  a  nothing  is  this  little  fpan. 

We  call  a  Man  ! 

What  fenny  trafli  maintains  the  fmoth'ring  fires 

Ofhisdefire! 

How  flight  and  {hort  are  his  refolves  at  Jongeft 

How  weak  at  ftrongeft  \ 
O  if  a  (inner  held  by  that  fall  hand 

Can  hardly  ftand. 
Good  God  i  in  what  a  defp*rate  cafe  arc  they  ! 

That  have  no  ftay  I 
Mans  ftate  implycs  a  necefl'ary  curfe ; 
When  not  himreifjke's  mad^when  moft  himfelf,he*s  worfc" 


Si  AMBROS 


:;Sook  2.  Emhlemes.  ii? 

S.  AMBROS.  in  Ser.  ad  vincula. 

'  Peter  jiiod.  ffisre  firmly  after  he  had  lamented  his  falU  then  be- 
'ore  he  feU.lnfomHch  that  he  found  more  grace  thtn  helo[l  grace» 

S.  CHRVS.  inEp.  ad  Hellod.  monach. 

It  is  no  fitcb  hainous  matie-r  to  fall  affUCied-,  as  being  down. 
'0  lie  dcjeBed  :  li  is  no  danger  for  a  foul dur  to  receive  a  rpounA 
■n  hatteUhut  after  the  wound  received,through  defpair  of  ncove- 
-7,  to  refufe  a  remedy^  for  we  oft  en  fee  wounded  Champions  wear 
'  he  Valm  at  i  aft,  and  after  fight,  frowned  with  vi^oiy. 


EPIG.  14. 

Triumph  not  Cupid,  his  mifchance  doth  (how 
Thy  trade  5  doth  once,  what  thou  doft  alwaies  do  ; 
'  Brag;  net  too  foon  :  has  thy  prevailing  hand 
Foil*d  him  ?  Ah  tooJ,  th'  aft  taught  hira  how  10  ftand. 


120 


Emhlemes. 

XV. 


Book. 


(    hLtet    i^thz^ ;  claiiditxu    osti . 


Book   2.  Emhlemes.  12^ 

XV.  ' 

Jerem  I  ah    3i'  4^* 

Irvillput  mjfear  in  their  hearts^  that  thej  Jhall 
not  depart  from  me. 

So,  now  the  foul*s  fubllmM  :  her  fowre  defires 
Are  recalcin'd  in  heav'ns  well-tempred  fires : 

The  heart  reftorM  and  purg'd  from  droflie  nature 

Now  finds  the  fi'eedome  of  a  new-born  creature : 

It  lives  another  life,  it  breaths  new  breath  5 

It  neither  fears  nor  feels  thf  ftiag  of  death. 

Like  as  the  idle  vagrant  (haying  nonej 

That  boldly  Mopts  each  houfe  he  views  his  own  5 
I  Makes  ev'ry  puile  his  chequer  j  and  at  pleafure, 
'  Walks  forth,  and  taxes  all  the  world  liice  Cajar^ 
I  At  length  by  vertue  of  a  juft  command, 
I  His  fides  are  lent  to  a  feverer  hand  ; 
'  Whereon  his  pafs,  not  fully  under ftood, 
I  Is  texted  in  a  manufcript  of  blood  : 

Thus  paft  from  town  to  town,  until  he  come 

A  fore  repentant  to  his  native  home  : 

Ef'n  fo  the  rambling  heart,  that  idly  roves 

From  crimes  to  fin,  and  uncontrolM  removes 

From  luft  to  luft,  when  wanton  flefh  invites 

From  old-worn  pieafures  to  new  choice  delights, 

At  length  correftcdby  the  filial  rod 

Of  his  offended  (but  his  gracious  God) 

Apd  lalht  from  fins  to  fighs ;  and  by  degrees. 

From  fighs  to  yows ,  from  vowes  to  bended  knecf  j 

I  From 


Ji 


122  Emhlemes'.  Book  2 . 

From  bended  knees, to  a  true  penfive  breaft  ; 

From  thence  to  torments,  not  by  tongues  expreft. 

Returns;  (and  from  his  linful  feK exii'd  ) 

Finds  a  glad  father,  he  a  welcome  child  : 

O  then  it  lives ,  O  then  it  lives  u-^volvM 

In  fecret  raptures  j  pants  to  be  diilolvM  : 

The  royal  Of-fpring  of  a  fecond  Birth 

Sets  ope  to  Heav'n,  and  fliuts  the  doors  to  earth  l 

If  love-fick  Jove  commanded  clouds  fliould  hap 

To  rain  fuch  fhovv^rs  as  quickncdT>rf«^w  lap: 

Or  dogs  (far  kinder  then  their  purple  mafterj 

Should  lick  his  fores,   he  laughs  nor  weeps  the  fallcr. 

If  earth  fHeav'ns  rival)  dart  her  idle  ray  ; 

To  Heav'n,  'tis  wax,  and  to  the  world,  'tis  clay  ; 

If  earth  preftnt  delights,  it  fcorns  to  draw  , 

But,  like  the  jet  unrubb'd,  difdains  that  flraw  : 

No  hope  deceives  it,  and  no  doubt  divides  it ; 

No  grief  difturbs  it ;  and  no  errour  guides  it ; 

No  tear  diftrads  it  5  and  no  rage  innames  it ; 

No  guilt  condemns  it,  and  no  folly  fhames  it  ; 

No  floth  befots  it ;  and  no  luft  enthrals  it  j 

No  fcorn  afflifts  it,  and  no  paflion  gawls  it : 

It  is  a  carknet  of  immortal  life  j 

An  Ark  of  peace  j  the  lifts  of  facred  ftrife ; 

A  purer  piece  of  endlefs  tranfitory  j 

A  flirine  of  Grace,  a  little  thione  of  Glory  : 

A  Heav'n-born  Offpring  of  a  new-born  birth  ; 

An  earthly  Heav'n  j  an  uunce  of  Hcav'nly  earth. 


S.  AlH 


iook  2 .  Eml  lemes .  123 

S.  AUGllS.   de  fpir.   8t  anima. 

1    0  h.ippy  heart,  where  piety  nfft6ieth  ,  n^here  humility  fubjeftsy 
vhere  -tepcntance  corrcSicth  ,  rthcre  obedience  d'trcfleth  ,  ivhere 
l^ie-rfivera-fUepeyfcSieihi  where povrer  protc^e.ih  ,  where  devotion 
iiroj cficthj  where  charity  comuct'th, 
\  S.  GKHG. 

j  i^'hich  w:ty  foevcr  the  hcAit  tiimeihit  felf  (if  carefully) ■  it 
iTjall  commonly  objerve^  thnt  in  thofe  very  tl  ings  wl  lofe  Gid,  in 
\hofe  very  things  wc  (hall  find  God :  It  fhaUfifd  fh"  heat  of  his 
'^ower  in  confidcratioa.  of  thofe  things,  in  the  love  of  which  thi'igs 
le  was  moji  cold,  and  by  what  things  it  fell,  perverted,  by  thofe 
Vmgs  it  is  raifcd,  converted. 


EPIC,  i^ 

r  y  heaJT  !  but  wherefore  do  I  call  thee  fo  ? 
*!iave  renounced  my  int'ieft  lono^  ao;o  : 

^hsn  thou  wert  falie  and  fleihly,  I  was  thine  ; 

ine  wert  thou  never,  till  thou  wert  not  mine, 

I  1 


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Ijmi  all  my  ieftre.  is  l^arc  -^eey  anA,  tti^- 
jrcjoofy  ir  not  hicL  Jrffm-  thee^'Sja^''  "^S .    , 


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THE  THIRD   BOOK. 

The  Entertainment. 

ALL  you  whofe  better  thoughts  are  newly  born. 
And  (rebaptlz'd  with  holy  fire)  can  fcorn 
The  worlds  bafe  trafli,  whofe  necks  difdain  to  bear 
Th'  imperious  yoke  of  Satan  5  whofe  chaft  ear 
No  wanton  fongs  of  Sirens  can  furpri7.e    ' 
With  falfe  delight :  whofe  more  then  Eagle-eyes 
Can  view  the  glorious  flames  of  gold,  and  gaxe 
On  glitt'ring  beams  of  honour,  and  not  daxe  j 
Whofe  fouls  can  fpurn  at  plcafure,  and  deny 
fhe  loofe  fuggeftions  of  the  fiefli,  draw  nigh  ; 
And  you  whofe  am'rous,  whofe  feleft  defires 
vVould  feel  the  warmth  of  thofe  tranfcendcnt  fires, 
vVhich  (like  the  rifing  Sun)  put  out  the  light 
)t  yenus  ftarr,  and  turn  herday  to  night ', 
i^ou  thit  would  love,  and  have  your  p  a  (lions  crow  n'd 
-.  Vith  greater  happinefs  then  can  be  found 
n  your  own  wiflies  j  you  that  would  affeft 
Vhere  neither  fcorn,  nor  guile,  nor  difrefpeft 
hall  wound  your  tortut*d  fouls  j  that  would  enjoy^ 
Vhere  neither  want  can  pinch,  nor  fulnefs  cloy, 
lor  double  doubt  alHids,  nor  bafer  fear 
inflames  your  courage  in  purluit,  draw  near : 
Kake  hands  with  earth,  and  let  your  foul  refped 
ler  joyes  no  further,  then  her  joyes  refled 
pon  her  Makers  gloiy  :  it  thou  fwim 
1  wealth;  fee  him  in  ail ;  fee  all  in  him  : 

I  3  Sink'fe 


1 2^  Emhlemes,  Book  3 

SInk'fl  thou  Jn  want,  and  is  thy  fmall  ciufe  fpent  ? 

See  him  in  want ;  enjoy  him  in  content : 

Conceiv'il  him  lodgM  in  Crofs,    or  loft  in  pain  ? 

In  Pray'r  and  Patience  find  him  out  ^gain  : 

Make  Keav'n  thy  Miftrefs,  let  no  change  remove 

Thy  loyal  heart ;  be  fond  j  be  fick  of  love  : 

What  if  he  ftop  his  ear  ,  or  knit  his  brow  ? 

Ac  length  he'l  be  as  fond,  as  fick  as  thou  : 

Dart  up  thy  foul  in  giones :  Thy  fecret  gronc 

Shall  pierce  his  ear,  (hall  pierce  his  ear  alone  : 

Dart  up  thy  foi.l  in  vowes :  Thy  facred  vow 

Shall  find  him  out,\vhsre  Heav'n  alone  fhall  know  ; 

Dart  up  thy  foul  in  fighs :  Thy  whlfp'ring  figh 

Shall  roufe  his  ears,  and  fear  no  liftner  nigh  : 

Send  up  thy  grenes,  ihy  fighs,  thy  clofet  vow  ; 

There's  nonc,there's  none  (hall  know  but  Heav'n  and  thoi 

Grones  freOu  with  vo\ves,and  vowes  made  fait  with  tears. 

Unfcale  his  eyes,  and  fcale  his  conquered  ears  : 

5hoot  up  ;  he  bofonie  flufts  of  rhy  defire, 

Feather'd  with  faith,  and  doublc-forkc  with  fii^e. 

And  they  will  hit :  Fearnot,  where  Heav'n  bids  come  : 

Heav'ns  never  deaf,  but  when  mans  he^rt  is  dumb. 


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Book  3t 


'jpr^V.  2.<?" 


gook  3.  Emhlemes.  ^^9 

I. 

Is  Al  AH        29.    6* 

Mj  foul  hath  deftred  thee  in  the  night. 

GOod  God  !  what  horrid  darknefs  doth  furround 
My  groping  foul  1  how  are  my  fenfes  bound 
n  utter  fhades  ^  and  muffled  from  the  light 
Lurk  in  the  bofome  of  eternal  night  1 
rhe  bold-fac'd  Lamp  of  heavc'n  can  fee  and  rife  j 
\nd  with  his  morning  glory  fill  the  eyes 
Df  gazing  mortals  j  hU  vldorious  ray 
;^an  chafe  the  fliadows,  and  reflore  the  day : 
^Jights  bafhful  Emprefs,  though  (he  often  waln> 
!Vs  oft  repents  her  darknefs,  primes  again  j 
^nd  with  her  circling  horns  doth  rc-embracc 
[4er  brother s  wealth ,  and  oi bs  her  fiiver  face. 
But  ahj  my  Sun  deep  fwallow'd  in  his  fall. 
Is  fet,  and  cannot  (hine  j  nor  rife  at  all ; 
My  bankrupt  wain  can  beg  nor  borrow  light  5 
Alasj  my  darknefs  is  perpetual  night. 
Falls  have  their  rifings,  wainings  have  their  primes. 
And  defp'rate  forrows  wait  their  better  times ; 
Ebs  have  their  Floods,  and  Autumns  have  their  Springs : 
All  States  have  changes  hurried  with  the  fwings 
Of  Chance  and  Time,  flill  tiding  to  and  fro : 
Terreflial  bodies  and  celef^ial  too. 
How  often  have  I  vainly  grop'd  about, 
With  lengthened  arms  to  find  a  paflage  out, 
That  1  might  catch  thofe  beams  mine  eye  defiresj 
Ai;d  bath  ray  foul  in  thofe  celef^ial  fires  ? 

Like 


ijo  Emblemes*  Book 

Like  as  rhe  haggard,  cloyfter'd  in  her  mue. 

To  fcowr  her  downy  robes,  and  to  renew 

Her  broken  flags,  preparing  t*overlook 

The  tim'rous  Mallard  at  the  Aiding  biook. 

Jets  oft  from  perch  to  perch  j  from  flock  to  ground  -, 

From  ground  to  window,  thus  furveying  round 

Her  dove-befeath'red  Prifon,  till  at  length  , 

('Calling  her  noble  birth  to  mind,  and  ftrength 

Whereto  her  wing  was  born)  her  tagged  beak 

Nips  ofFher  dangling  jefles,  flrives  to  break 

Her  gingling  fetters,  and  begins  to  bate 

At  ev^'ry  glimpfe,  and  darts  at  ev'ry  grate  : 

Ev^'n  fo  my  vveaiy  foul,  that  long  has  bin 

An  Inmate  in  this  Tenement  of  fin, 

Lockt  up  by  cloud-brow*d  Errour,  which  invites 

My  clnyftrcd  thoughts  to  feed  on  black  delights. 

Now  fcorns  her  {hadows,  and  begins  to  dart 

Her  wing'd  defires  at  thee,  that  onely  art 

The  Sun  fhe  feeks,  whofe  rifing  beams  can  fright 

Thefe  duskie  clouds  that  make  fo  dark  a  night ; 

Shine  forth,  great  Glory,  (hine  ;  that  1  may  fee 

Both  how  to  loath  my  felf,  and  honour  Thee  : 

But  it  my  weaknefs  force  thee  to  deny 

Thy  flames,  yet  lend  the  twilight  of  thine  eye  : 

If  I  muil  want  thofc  Beams  I  wifh,  yet  grant. 

That  I,  ai  leaft,  may  wilTi  thofe  Beams  I  want. 


S,  AUGUST 


r^ook  5.  Emklemes.  131 

S.  AUGUST.  Scliloqu.  cap.  3^. 

I  Thvi-e  rv.n  a  grcit  and  cUr\  cloud  of  vanity  before  mine  eyes, 
,  tf  that  I  could  not  fee  the  fun  offulHce,  and  the  Light  of  Truth  \ 
\j  bei:ig  thefon  ofdar/^?i-fs,  vp.zs  involved  in  d.iY\ncfs :  I  loved 
\my  d.v,\nefs,  bec.:iife  I  l^ncw  not  thy  light :  I  -was  blind,  and  lo- 
ved my  blindnefs,  and  did  iival\  from  d.tyl^7iefs  to  dar{^icfs:  But 
Urd  thou  art  my  God,  who  haft  led  me  from  dar{nefs  and  the 
fhadow  of  death  j  haji  called  me  into  this  glomus  light  ,  andbe- 

hnlA       I   frr 


hold:,  I  fee. 


EPIG.  I. 

My  fou!,  chear  up  5  \vh:it  if  the  night  be  long  ? 
Htav'n  nnds  an  car,  when  finnen  find  a  tongue  : 
Thy  teais  are  mornlne  iliow*rs :  Hcav*n  bids  nie  fay 3 
When  Vetei^s  cock  begins  to  crovV  ^'tis  day. 


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Book  3.  Emhlemes.  133 

II. 

Psalm    6<).    J. 

O  Lord^  thou  knowe^  m;)  foohfbnefs  y  and  mj 

fmnes  4>rc  not  hid  from  thee. 

5Eeft  thou  this  fulfome  Ideoc  ?  In  what  meafurc 
He  feems  tianfporced  with  the  antick  plcafurc 
Of  childifh  baubles  ?  canft  thou  but  admire 
The  empty  fulnefb  of  his  vain  defire  > 
Canft  thou  conceive  fuch  poor  dtlights  as  thefc 
Gan  fil)  ^h'  infatiate  foul  of  man,  or  plcafc 
Tkf-  ^on.t  dfpeft  of  his  deluded  eye  ? 
Reacier,  fjch  very  fools  are  thou  and  I  .* 
Falfe  puffs  of  honour ;  the  deceitful  ftreams 
Of  wealth  j  the  idle,  vain,  and  empty  dreams 
Of  pleafurc,  are  our  trafHck,  and  enfnare 
Our  fouls,  the  threefold  fubjefl  of  our  care  S 
Wc  toyl  for  trafh ,  we  barter  folid  joyes 
For  airy  trifles  j  fell  our  Heav'n  for  toyes : 
We  fnatch  at  barly  grains,  whilft  pearls  ftand  by 
Defpis'd  5  fuch  very  fools  are  thou  and  I. 
Aym'fl  thou  at  honour  !  does  not  th*  Ideot  fhake  ic 
In  his  left  hand  ?  fond  man,  flep  forth  and  take  it : 
Oi  would'ft  thou  wealth  ?  fee  how  the  fool  prefents  thec 
With  a  full  basket ;  if  fuch  wealth  contents  thee  : 
Wouldft  thou  take  pleafure  >  if  the  fool  unftride 
His  prancing  Stallion,  thou  mayft  up  and  ride  .* 
Fond  man,  fuch  is  the  pleafure,  wealth,  and  honour 
The  earth  affords  fuch  fools  as  dote  upon  her  5 

Such 


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Such  Is  the  game  whereat  earihs  Jdeots  fly ; 

Such  ideots,  ah,  luch  fools  are  rhou  and  1 : 

Had  icbsU-mans  fool-hardinefs  extended 

No  further  then  himleJf,  and  there  had  ended. 

It  had  been  juft  j  but,  thus  enrag'd  to  fiy 

Uponth'  eteunal  eyes  ot'Majefty, 

And  drag  the  Son  of  Glory  from  the  bieaft 

Of  his  indulgent  Father  ^  to  arreft 

His  great  and  facred  Perfon  j  in  difgrace. 

To  fpit  and  fpawl  upon  his  Sun-bright  face; 

To  taunt  him  with  bafs  terms  •  and  being  bound. 

To  fcourge  hisfoft,  his  trcmbimg  fides  ^  to  wound 

His  head  with  thorns ;  his  heart  wjih'humane  fears  , 

His  hands  with  nails,  and  his  pale  flank  with  fpears  : 

And  then  to  paddle  in  the  purer  flream 

Of  his  fpilt  blood,  is  more  then  moft  extreme  j- 

Great  builder  of  mankind,  canft  thou  propound 

All  this  to  thy  bright  eyes,  and  not  conround 

Thy  handy-work  ?  O,  canft  thou  choofe  but  fee. 

That  niad'ft  the  eye  ?  can  ought  be  hid  from  thee  ? 

Thou  feed  our  peifons.  Lord,  and  not  our  guilt  5 

Thou  fceft  not  what  thou  maift,  but  whit  thou  wilt : 

The  hand  that  formM  us,  is  enforcM  to  be 

A  Screen  fet  up  betwixt  thy  woik  and  thee  : 

Look,  look  upon  thit  Hand,  and  thou  flialt  fpie 

An  open  wound,  a  through- fare  for  vhine  ev^e  ; 

Or  if  that  wound  be  clos'd,  that  Paflbge  be 

Deny'd  between  thy  gracious  tyes  and  me, 

Yet  view  the  fcarrc  ;  that  fcane  v/il)  coi ;ntermand 

Thy  wrath :  O  read  my  fortune  in  thy  h  nd. 


S.  CHRYS, 


I, 

■^  pook  3 .  Emhlemes.  1 3  5 

S.  CHRYS.    Horn.  4.  Joan. 

Tools  feem  to  .ibourJinwcalth,  rvhentheywnnt  all  things  y 
leyfcem  to  cnioy  happine[s^  ypben  indeed  they  are  onely  moft  mi' 
irable  •,  neither  do  they  under  (land  th.^t  they  are  delnded  by  their 
mg,  till  they  be  delivered  from  ibcirfoUy. 

S.  GREG.  inMor. 

Byfo  much  the  more  are  we  inwardly  fooHjh,  by  how  mnch  we 
ive  te  [em  outwardly  wi]e. 


EPIG.  2. 

Rebellious  fool,  what  has  thy  foUy  done  : 

Control'd  thy  God,    and  crucified  his  Sonne  ? 

How  fweecly  has  the  Lord  of  life  decciv'd  thee  ? 

Thou  fliedft  his  bloudj  and  that  fhed  blood  has  fav'd  thee. 


13^ 


Emblemes. 
III. 


Book  . 


6L.  heale'ifieJorii^hoTtes  a^e,  vsfcei/j^^%  ' 


Book  J.  Emhleme!.  137 

III. 

Uvemercy^  Lord^  upon  me^  for  I  am  weak  t,  O 
Lord^  healme^  for  my  hnes  are  vexed. 

Soul.  fef^^* 

Soul      A  H5  Son  of  David;  help  :  J'ef.  What  fmful  aic 

Xximplores  the  Son  of  David  >  Soul.  It  is  I, 
Jef.  Who  art  thou  ?  Soiil.Oh^  a  deeply  wounded  brealt 
iat%  heavy  laden,  and  would  fain  have  reft. 
Jef,   1  have  no  fcraps,  and  dogs  rcuft  not  be  fed 
ke  houfehold  children  with  the  childrens  bread. 
Soul  Tvue,  Lord  j  yet  tolerate  a  hungry  whelp 
)  lick  their  ciumbes  :  O  Sonne  ot  David,  htlp. 
/f/.  Poor  Soul,  what  aiFA  thou  ?  Svnl.  O  I  burnjl  fiy  - 
:annot  reft,  I  know  not  wheie  to  fiy 
)  find  fume  eafe  ;  1  turn  my  blubberM  face 
om  man  to  man  •  1  roll  fr'^ra  place  to  place  - 
avoid  my  tortures,  to  obtain  relief. 
It  ftill  am  dogg'd  and  haunted  with  my  g;iiet : 
f  midnight  to.  ments  call  the  fluggifh  light, 
id  when  the  morning's  come,  they  woo  the  night. 
Jt[,  Surceafe  thy  tears ,  and  fpeak  thy  free  defires.  (firc^. 
0,  Quenrh,qucnch  ray  flames ,  &  fwage  thefe  fcorching 
Jef,  Canft  thou  believe  my  hand  can  cure  thy  grief? 
Soul,  Lord,  1  believe  j  Lord,  h^tlp  my  rnbelief. 
Jef.   Hold  forth  thy  arm,  and  let  my  fine;ers  try 
.y  pulfe  j  where  chiefley  doth  thy  torment  lie  ? 

K  Soul^ 


ijS  Emblemes*  Book   3^ 

Soul.  From  head  to  foot ;  it  reignes  in  ev'ry  part. 
But  playes  the  felf-lawM  tyrant  in  my  heart. 

Jef,  Canft  thou  dlgeft  ?  canft  rcHiTn  vvholefome  food  ? 
How  (lands  thy  taft  ?  Soul,  To  nothino;  that  Is  good  : 
All  (inful  trailij  and  earths  u n fa v'ry  fluff 
X  can  digeft  and  rclilh  well  enough. 

Jcf.  Is  not  thy  blood  as  cold  as  hot ,  by  turns  ? 
Soul.  Cold  to  what's  good  •  to  what  is  bad  it  hums. 
Jef.  How  old's  thy  grief  >  Soul.  1  took  it  at  the  fall 
"With  eating  fruir.     jfef.  'Tis  Epidemical : 
Thy  blond's  infeded  ,  and  th'  infedion  fpi  ung 
From  a  bad  liver  :  'lis  a  feaver  flrong, 
And  full  of  death,  unlefs,vvith  prefent  fpeed, 
A  vein  be  op'ned  ;  thou  mufl  die  or  bleed. 

Soul,  O  I  am  faint  and  fpent :  that  launce  that  {l^all 
Let  forth  my  bloud,  lets  forth  my  life  withal : 
My  foul  wants  cordials,  and  has  greater  need 
Of  bioud>  then  (being  fpent  fo  far)  to  bleed  : 
1  faint  already  :  If  1  bleed,  I  die. 

Jef.  '  fis  either  thou  mufl  bleed,  fick  foul,  or  I  ; 
My  bloud's  a  cordial.  He  that  fucks  my  veins. 
Shall  cleanfe  his  ovvn,  and  conquer  greater  pains 
Then  thefe  :  cheer  up  ;  this  precious  blood  of  mine 
Shall  cure  thy  gi'ief ;  my  heart  fhall. bleed  for  thine  ; 
Believe  and  view  me  with  a  faithful  eye. 
Thy  foul  fhall  neither  languifh,  bleed,  nor  die. 


S.  AUG* 


Book.  3  Emhlemes.  x3^ 

S,  AllGllS.  lib.    10.  ConfeiV. ' 

Lordybe  merciful  unto  mci  Ah  me  I  Behold  ^  Ihide'/Wtm 
wounds :  Thou  art  a  ^hyfiiian,  and  1  am  [tc\ ;  thojt  art  mere!' 
fnl:>  and  I  am  mifernble,  . .    -  - 

S.  GREG.  inPaftoral. 

0  wifdome  y  mth how  fwcet  anart  doth Phy  wine  and jiy ire 
fiore  health  to  my  healthlefs  foul !  How  powerfidly  mcrcifnl.horp 
mi-iclfully pQwerfnl  an  thou !  Fowerfal  forlnefrncrc'iful  tf  ?//  ■. 


EPIG.  ^ 

Canft  thou  be  fick,  and  fuch  a  Doftor  by  - 
Thou  canft  not  live,  unlefs  thy  Dodor  die  ! 
Strange  kind  of  grief,  that  finds  no  med'cine  good 
To  fwage  her  pains,  but  the  Phyficians  bloud  I 


14® 


Evihlemes^ 


Books 


IV. 


-^co.iz\'ficiniii\ 


U'ji.-^rr 


Book  3,  BmHemes^  141 

IV. 

Psalm      25.   18. 

u  t  .    •  &  4,      *  -  ' 

Xj?^^  fiponrnj  affliRion  and  mj  pain  ^  an d  for- 
give all  mjfinnes. 

BOch  woik  and  Ilrokes  ?  both  Ia{h  and  bbour  too  > 
Whic  more  couJd  Edom,  or  proud  Aftiur  do  ? 
Stripes  after  flripes  }  and  blows  fucceeding  blows? 
Lord,  has  thy  fcourge  no  mercy,  and  my  woes 
No  end  }  my  pains  no  eafe  >  no  intermlmon  ? 
Is  this  the  ftate  ^  Is  this  the  fad  condition 
Of  thofc  that  truft  thee  >  will  thy  goodnefs  pleafc 
T^allow  no  other  favours  }  none  but  thefe  ? 
VVill  not  the  i  h^t'rick  of  my  torments  move  "> 
Are  thefe  the  fymptomes ,  thefe  the  fignes  of  love  ? 
Is'c  not  enough^  enough  that  I  fulfil 
The  toylfome  task  of  thy  laborious  mill  ? 
May  no-:  this  labour  expiate  and  purge 
My  finne;,  without  th'addltion  of  thy  fcourge  ? 
I-ook  on  my  cloudy  brow,  how  faft  it  rains 
Sad  Hiowers  of  fweat  ,  the  fruits  of  fruitlefs  pains  :  • 

Behold  thife  ridges  ,•  fee  what  purple  furrows 
Thy  plow  has  made  •  O  think  upon  thofc  forrows 
That  once  were  thine  5  wilt  thou  not  be  woo'd 
To  mercy  by  the  charms  of  fweat  and  blood  ? 
Canft  thou  forget  that  drowiie  mount,  wherein 
Thy  dull  Difciplcs  flept  >  was  not  my  fin 
There  punilVd  in  thy  foul  ?  did  not  this  brow 
Then  fweat  in  thine  ?  were  not  thofe  drops  enow  > 

K  3  Remember 


1^2  Emhlemes.  Book  3. 

Remember  Golgotha,  where  that  fpring-tide 

O'rflowM  ihy  foverai:n  Sacramental  fide  : 

There  was  no  fin,  there  was  no  guilt  in  Thee, 

1  hat  caus'd  thofe  pains  j  rhoii  fweat'il,  thou  bledft  for  me. 

Was  there  not  bled  f^noi  gh,  whtn  one  fmall  drop 

Had  pow'r  to  ranfomt  thou  I. ind  worlds,  and  flop 

The  mouth  of  Juftice  ?  Lord,  I  bled  before 

In  thy  deep  wounds  j  can  jiiftice  challenge  more  ? 

Or  doft  thou  vainly  labour  to  hedge  in 

Thy  lofles  from  m)  fides  >  my  blond  is  thin*  * 

And  thy  free  bounty  fcorns  fuch  eafie  thrift ; 

No,  no,  thy  bloud  came  not  as  lone  but  gift. 

But  mud  1  ever  grind  ?  and  mull  1  earn 

Nothing  but  fti  Ipes  ?  O  wilt  thou  difaltern 

Thr-  reft  i  hou  gav'ft  ?  Haft  thou  perus'd  the  cu.  fc 

Thou  laid'il  on  Adms  fall,  and  made  it  worfe  ? 

Canft  thou  lepent  of  mercy  ?  Heaven  thought  good 

Loft  man  ihould  feed  in  fweat ,  not  work  in  bloud  : 

Why  doft  thou  wound  th'  already  wounded  breaft  ? 

Ah  me  /  my  life  is  but  a  pain  at  beft  : 

I  am  but  dying  duft  :  my  daye?,  a  fpan  ; 

What  pleafure  tak'ft  thou  in  the  bloud  of  man  ? 

Spare  ,  fpare  thy  fcourge,  and  be  not  fo  auftere  ; 

Send  fewer  ftrokes,  or  Itnd  more  flrength  to  bear. 


\ 


S.  BERN. 


Book  3  •  Emilemes.  143 

S.  BERN.  Horn.  81.  in  Canr. 

Mifer:ihle  mcui !  ivho  (h^Udcirjer  me  from  the  reproch  of  this 
(h.r/neful  bondage  }  I  ama  mifcrablc  man  ,  but  x.fite  man  ;  free^ 
becaufeaman;  miferable  i  becaufc  a  fervant:  hi  regard  of  my 
bondage,  mifoable  ;  in  rcgnYd  of  my  rvill,  inex  cufahle :  For  my 
will,  that  tv  its  free,  bejlaved  itfelftofm,  by  a(femr/J'g  to  fm  \  for 
he  that  commntethfin  is  the  ftrvant  to  fm. 


Taxe  not  thy  God  •  Thine  own  defaults  did  urge 
This  twofold  puni(hmenc ;  the  mill, the  fcouige. 
Thy  fin's  the  author  of  thy  felf- tormenting  : 
Thou  giind'il  for  finning  j  fcouro'd  for  not  repenting 

K  4 


!44 


Emhlemes. 


Book 


ylememher^lefeech  thee,  thdi  fhfpfohaTk 
made  me  OJ  the  clciy,  tr  wilt  thovj  hnnt^ 
mc  into  dufi  ^naame .'  joh-jej-  u^iH-fi'mjifcu: 


£ook  3.  Emhlemes,  I45 

V. 

Job    lo.   9* 

Kememher  I  hefeechthee^  th At  thou  hafl  made  me 
as  the  cU)^  and  wilt  thou  bring  me  to  duji 
aoain  I 

o 

THusfrom  the  bofome  of  the  new-made  earth 
Poor  man  was  delv'd,  and  had  his  unborn  birth  ; 
Th.  fume  the  fluftjche  felt-fame  hand  doth  trim 
The  Plant  ihat  fades,  ihe  beafl  that  dies,  and  him  : 
One  was  their  fiie,  one  was  their  common  mother. 
Plants  aie  his  lifters,  and  the  beafi  his  brother. 
The  elder  too  jbeafts  draw  the  fe!f-fam.e  breath. 
Wax  old  alike,  and  die  th-  felf  fame  death  : 
Plant?  grow  as  he?  with  fairer  robes  arraid  j 
Alike  th.y  fiourifti,  and  alike  they  fade  : 
The  bead  in  fcnfc  exceeds  him  and  in  growth. 
The  three-sg'd  oak  doth  thrice  exceed  them  both  t 
Why  look'rt  thou  then  fo  big,  thou  little  fpan 
Of  earth  >  v^hat  art  thou  moie  in  being  man  ? 
I  but  my  great  Crcatour  did  infpire 
My  chofen  earth  with  that  diviner  fire 
Of  reafon  ^  gave  me  judgement  and  a  will ; 
That  to  know  good  5  this   to  choofe  good  frcm  ill : 
He  put  the  reigns  of  pow'r  in  my  free  hand, 
And  jurifdiftion  over  fea  and  land  : 
He  gave  me  art  to  lengthen  out  my  fpan 
Of  life,  and  made  me  all,  in  being  man: 


14^  Emblemes.  Booij 

Ij  but  thy  paffion  has  committed  creafon  ' 

Againll:  the  facred  perfon  of  thy  reafon  : 
Thy  judgement  is  corrupt,  perverfe  thy  will ; 
That  knows  no  good,  and  this  makes  choice  of  ill  : 
The  greater  height  fends  down  the  deeper  fall ; 
And  good  declined  turns  bad  ,  turns  word  ot  all. 
Say  then,  preud  inch  of  living  earth,  what  can 
Thy  greatnefs  claim  the  more  in  being  man  ? 
O  but  my  foul  tranfcends  the  pitch  of  nature. 
Born  up  by  th'  Image  of  her  high  Creatour  j 
Outbraves  the  life  of  reafon,  and  beats  down 
Her  waxen  wincjs,  kicks  off  her  brazen  crown. 
My  earth's  a  living  Temple  t'entertain 
The  King  of  Glory^  and  his  glorious  train  : 
How  can  I  mend  my  title  then  ?  where  can 
Ambition  find  a  higher  fxyle  then  man  ? 
Ahjbut  that  Iniae"  is defacM  and  foilM; 
Her  Temple's  raz'd:  her  Akars  all  defil'd; 
Her  veflels  are  polluted  t»nd  diftain'd 
With  lothed  lufl,  her  ornaments  prophan'd  ; 
Her  oyl-forfaken  lamps,  and  hallow'd  tapours 
Put  out  J  her  incenfc  breaths  unfav'ry  vapours :  ! 
Why  fwell'il  thou  then  fo  big,  thou  little  fpan^^-,^ 
Of  earth  >  what  art  thou  more  in  being  man  ? 
Eternal  Potter,  whofe  blefl  hands  did  lay 
My  courfe  foundation  from  a  fod  of  clay, 
Thou  know'ft  my  flender  veflel's  apt  to  leak ; 
Thou  knowfl  my  brittle  temper's  prone  to  break  3 
Are  my  bones  brazil ,  or  my  flefli  of  oak  > 
O,  mend  what  thou  haft  made,  v/hic  I  have  brpke  : 
Look,  look  whith  gentle  eyes,  and  in  thy  day  /^:'  ■*"' 
Of  vengeance,  Lord,  remember  1  am  clay. 


AUGUSl 


■^lok  3»  Emblemes.  I47 

S.  AUGLIS.  So]jloq,  3i. 
shall  I  (ts\  tvho  made  me  ?  It  rvas  thou  that  Wiidcji  me^tv'nh- 
■  vphom  nothing  was  made :  thou  art  my  ma)icr^and  I  thy  tvorJ^. 
'oan\  thee  my  Lo-^d  God  ,  by  tvhom  I  live  .  and  by  whom  aU 
ngsfiibfifi,  bccaufe  thou  madcfl  me :  I  thank  thee  0  my  Vottcr, 
aiife  th^  h^ndsh.ivem.idemC)  bccaitje  thy  hands  havefomed 


EPIG.  f. 

/hy  Tweirft  thou,  man,  pufc  up  with  fame  and  puife  ? 
I*  art  better  earth,  but  born  to  dig;  the  worfe  : 
lou  cam'ft  fiom  earth,  to  earth  ihou  muft  return, 
id  art  but  earth  call;  from  the  womb  to  th'  urn. 


143 


Emhlemeu 


Book  )l. 


VL 


(ll^/iat:  shall  J  do  vnto  thee  >0' thorp    — 
^r&rerver  of  men  .why  hvi  thou  set 


4»ook  3#  Emblemes*  14? 

VI. 

J  O  B     7.  20, 

h^ve  finned'^  what  fjjall  I  do  unto  thee^  O  thou 
freferver  of  men  ?  nhj  hafi  thoufet  me  as  a 
mark  a^ainfi  thee  > 

LOrd,  T  have  done  ;  and,  Lord^  I  have  mlfdonej 
Tis  foJly  to  conteftj  to  flrlve  with  one 
""hat  is  too  flrong  5  tis  folly  to  aflail 
Dr  prove  an  arnij  that  will,  that  mud  prevail. 
Ve  done,  Tve  done  ;  thefc  trembling  hands  have  thro^vn 
^eir  daiing  weapons  down  :  the  day's  thine  own  5 
-orbear  to  ftrlke  wh^rc:  thou  hail  won  the  field  ; 
""he  palm,  the  palm  is  thine  :  I  yield,  I  yield, 
rhele  treach*ious  hands  that  were  fo  vainly  bold 
To  try  a  thrivelefs  combate,  and  to  hold 
Self-wounding  weapons  up,  are  now  extended 
For  mercy  from  thy  hand  j  that  knee  that  bended 
Upon  her  guardlefs  guard,  doth  now  repent 
Upon  this  naked  floor  ;  See  both  are  bent, 
And  fue  for  pityrO  my  ragged  wound 
Is  deep  and  defp'rate,  it  is  drench'd  and  drown 'J 
In  blood  and  briny  tears :  It  doth  begin 
To  flink  without,  and  putrifie  within  : 
Let  that  viftorious  hand,  that  now  appears 
Juft  in  my  blood,  prove  gracious  to  my  tears ; 
Thou  great  Preferver  of  prefumptuous  man. 
What  {hall  I  do  ?  what  fatisfaftion  caft 

Poor 


fyO  Emblemes.  Book? 

Poor  dufl:  and  a{Vies  make  >  O  if  that  bloud 

That  yet  remains  un{hed  where  hjlf  as  good 

As  bloud  of  oxen  3  if  my  dcaih  mi^ht  be 

An  offering  to  at  one  ray  God  and  me  ; 

I  would  dildain  nijurious  iife^  and  ftand 

A  fuiter  to  be  wounded  from  thy  hand. 

But  may  thy  wrongs  be  meafur'd  by  the  fpan 

Of  life  ?  or  balanced  with  the  bloud  of  man  ? 

No,  no,  eternal  fin  expects  for  guerdon  , 

Eternal  penance,  or  eternal  pardon  : 

Lay  down  thy  weapons,  turn  thy  wrath  away. 

And  pardon  him  that  hath  no  price  to  pay  j 

Enlarge  that  foul,  which  bafe  prefumption  binds ; 

Thy  juflice  cannot  lofe  what  mercie  finds  : 

0  thou  that  wilt  not  bruife  the  broken  reed, 

Rub  not  my  fores,  nor  prick  the  wounds  that  bleed. 

Lord,  if  the  peevifli  infant  fights  and  flies^ 

VVith  unpar'd  weapons,  at  his  mothers  eyes. 

Her  frowns  (half  mixt  with  fmiles)  may  chance  co  {hew 

An  angry  love-trick  on  his  arm,  or  fo  j 

Where  if  the  babe  but  make  a  lip  and  cry. 

Her  heart  begins  to  melt ,  and  by  and  by 

She  coaks  his  dewy-ch.eks  5  her  babe  fhe  blifles. 

And  choaks  her  language  with  a  thoufand  kiffes : 

1  am  that  child  j  lo  here  I  prolbate  lie. 
Pleading  for  mercy  i  I  repent  and  cry 
For  gracious  pardon  :  let  thy  gentle  ears 

Hear  that  in  words,  what  mothers  judge  in  tears  .• 
S-e  not  my  frailties.  Lord,  but  through  my  fear. 
And  look  on  ev*ry  trcfpafs  through  a  tear  : 
Then  calm  thy  anger,  and  appear  more  mild  : 
Remember,  th'  arc  a  Father,  I  a  child. 


S.  BERN 


Hooks*  Emhlemes.  15^ 

S.  BER  N.  Ser.  21.  in  Cant. 

Miferpble  ma?i  \  whojhall  deliver  me  from  the  repYBch  cfthh 
mcful  bondage  }  I  am  a  miferable  man ,  hit  a  free  mm  : 
•tty  becaufc  l'i\e  to  God  5  miferable  ,  becmfe  againU  God :  O 
fftr  of  mankind ,  why  hajl  thoitfet  we  as  a  mar^  againfl  thee  ? 
m  haftfct  me,  bccanfe  thou  haft  >ot  hindredmc :  It  is  juft  that 
enemy  (Iwuld  be  my  omnyy  /ladthathe  who  repNgneth  thee, 
"Ad  repugns  me  :  /  who  am  agahft  thee^  <^m  cgainp  my  f elf. 


¥ 


Jut  formed,  and  fight?  but  born,  and  then  rebel  ? 
•  low  fmalJ  a  blaft  will  make  a  bubble  fwell  ? 
5ui  dare  the  floor  affront  the  hand  that  laid  it  ? 
>0  apt  is  dull  to  fly  in's  face  that  made  it 


152 


Emblemes. 
VIII. 


Book  2 


Whcr^orc  hiAcsl,  lii^u  thy  ^acc,  <:r 
holiest  -nice  {or  thinz  irntmif''hh: jz .-2.^ 


■  Book3«  Emhlemes.'  i53 

VII. 
Joe.  XIII.  XXIV. 

t 

'therefore  hidefi  thou  thy  face ^  and  holdefimefer 

thine  enemy} 

r  T  rHy  doft  thou  {hade  thy  lorcly  face  >  O  why 
VV   Does  that  eclipfing  hand  fo  long,  deny 
uhe  Sun-fliine  of  thy  foul-enliv*ning  eye  ? 

I 

Vithout  that  IJ^)t^  what  li^hc  reraaines  In  me  ?   ■ 
"hou  art  my  Li/V,  roy  ^r^y,  my  Li^ly  in  Thee 
livej  I  move,  and  by  the  beams  I  fee. 

*h«u  arc  my  Ufe  ;  If  thou  but  turn  away, 

4y  life*s  a  thoufand  deaths :  thou  arc  my  v/ti)% 

Vithout  ihee.  Lord,  I  travel  not  but  ftray. 

Ay  Light  thou  art ;  without  thy  glorious  fighc  , 
line  eyes  are  daikned  with  perpetual  nighc. 
ly  Godj  thou  art  rcy  ^^f^ay,  my  Life^  my  Lights 

"hou  art  my  >-".'ry ;  I  wander,  if  thou  flic : 
'hou  art  my  Light  j  if  hid,  how  blind  am  I  ? 
hou  art  iwy  Ltfe ;  if  thou  withdrawj  I  die. 

line  eyes  are  blind  and  dark  j  I  cannot  fee ; 
0  whom,  or  whither  (hould  my  darknefs  flee, 
ut  to  the  Light  ?  And  who's  that  Ught  but  Thee  f 


154  EmLlemes,  Book  3. 

My  path  Is  loft  ;  my  wandring;  (leps  do  ftray  ; 

J  cannot  fafely  go,  nor  fately  flay  ? 

Whom  fhould  I  feek  but  Thi^e,  my  P.t?/;,  my  J7:-2_y  ? 

O5 1  am  dead  :  to  whom  (hall  I,  poor  I, 
Repair  ?  to  whom  ihall  my  fad  aflics  fly 
But  Life  >  And  where  is  Ufe  but  in  thine  eye  > 

And  yet  thou  turn^ll  away  thy  face,  ard  fiy'il  me  j 
And  yet  I  fue  for  grace,  and  thou  deny'ft  mc  j 
Speak,  art  thou  angry.  Lord,  or  onely  try'ft  me  ? 

Unskreen  thofe  Heav'niy  lamps,  or  tell  mc  why 
Thou  {hid'lUhy  face  ?  perhaps  thou  ihinkH:,  no  eye 
Can  view  thofc  flames,  and  not  drop  down  and  die. 

If  that  be  all,  fbine  forth,  and  draw  thee  nigher  5 
Let  me  behold  and  die,  for  my  defire 
Is  Vhxmx-Vikz  to  perifh  in  that  fire.     • 

Death-conquer'd  La'z^nis  was  redeemM  by  thee  ; 
If  1  am  dead, Lord  fet  deaths  prifoner  free  j 
Am  I  more  fpcnt,  or  flink  /  worfe  then  he  ? 

If  my  puft  light  be  out,  give  leave  to  tine 

Iviy  Hamelefs  fnuffat  that  bright  Lamp  of  thine  j 

O  what's  thy  Light  the  lefs  for  lightning  mine  ? 

If  1  have  loft  my  Vath^  great  Shepherd,  fay, 
Shall  I  ftill  wander  in  a  doubtful  wav  "" 
Lord,  Ihall  a  Lamb  o^lfr'ds  fheepfold  ftray  ? 

Thou  art  the  Pilgrims  F.ith.^  the  blind  mans  Eye  5 
The  d:ad  mans  L'/f;  on  thee  my  hopes  rejy  • 
If  thou  remove^  1  erre ;  I  grope  5  I  die. 

DIfclofe  thy  Sunbeams ;  clofe  thy  wings,  and  ftay  5 
See,  fee  how  I  am  blind,  and  dead,  and  ftray, 
O  thou  that  art  my  Light,  my  Life,  my  n'ay. 

S,  AUG. 


Book  3.  Emilemes.  15  5 

S.  AUGUS.  Soliloq.cip.  i. 

JVhydofi  thou  hids  thy  face}  Happily  thou  rpilt  fay  y  none  can 
fee  thyfice  a'ld  Ih? :  Ah  Lord,  let  me  die ,  that  I  m.iy  jee  thee ; 
{et  me  fee  thee,  that  I  may  die :  I  vpouldnot  live,  hut  die ;  that  I 
may  lee  Chriji,  J  dcjire  death  3  that  1  may  live  vpith  chrijt ,  I  d'^- 
fpif<:  life. 

ANSELM.  Med.  cap.  5. 

0  excellent  hiding,  rrhich  is  h(Come  my  perfcBion  \  My  God 
then  hidejl  thy  treafure^  to  Ifindlc  my  difue  j  thoit  hided  thy  pearly 
to  inflame  the  fecl^cr  5  tho:{  dday'fi  to  give,  that  thou  milfi  teach 
me  to  importune-jfeem'ft  no:  to  hear,  to  ma\e  mepsrfevcre. 


EPIG.  7. 

If  heav'ns  all-qulcknlng  Eyes  vouchfafe  to  {bine 
Upon  eui'  fouls,  we  flight  3  if  not,  we  whins  : 
Our  Equlnoftial hearts  can  never  lie 
^ecure^  beneath  the  Tropicks  of  that  eye. 


15^ 


jEvMemes. 


Book  3  ^^ 


VIII- 


0  that  my  Head  ivem    jvaters,  and 
mine    ci''^s  afountainc    of'  tea  res  ' 

Icf.   <).j   .  Vm.-Mnr,0iall.'cutpi7t . 


:'lBo©k  3*  Emblemes.  157 

VIIL 
Jef..  IX.  I. 

0  that  my  head  were  waters ,  and  mine  eyes  a 
fountain  of  tears  y  that  I  might  weej)  day  and 
night* 


i 


OThat  mine  eyes  were  (pnnr  s,  and  could  transform 
Their  drops  to  feas  !  my  fighs,  into  a  ftormc 
|Of  Zeal,  and  facred  Violence,  v.hcrein 
This  lab'rinar  veilsJ,  laden  with  her  fin. 
Might  fjffer  Madden  {hipwrack  ,  and  be  fplic 
Upon  that  Rock,  where  my  drench'd  fcul  may  fit 
Orewhelm'd  with  plenteous  palTion  ,  O  and  there  ^ 
Drop,  drop  into  an  everlaftincr  tear  ! 
Ah  me  !  that  ev'ty  Aiding  vein  that  wanders 
Through  this  vaft  ifle,  did  work  her  wild  Meanders 
Inbrackifli  tears,  inftead  of  blood,  and  fwell 
This  flefh  with  holy  Dropfiesjfrom  whofe  Well, 
Made  warm  with  fighs,  may  fume  my  wafting  breath, 
Whilft  I  diflblvc  in  ftreams,  and  reek  to  death  ! 
Thsfe  narrow  fluces  of  my  dribling  eyes 
Are  much  too  ftreight  for  thofe  quick  fprings  that  rife    . 
And  hourly  fiUmy  Temples  to  the  top  j 
I  cannot  flied  for  ev*ry  fin  a  drop  : 
Great  builder  of  mankind,  why  haft  thou  fenr, 
Such  fwclling  floods,  and  made  fo  fmall  a  vent  > 

L  3  O 


158 


Emblemes. 


Book   3..  p 


O  that  this  flefh  had  bsen  comnosM  of  fnow, 

Inftead  of  earth  }  and  bones  of  ice,  thit  lo. 

Feeling  the  Fervor  of  my  fin  ;  nnd  loching 

The  fire  1  fesl,  /  might  hz  thaw'd  to  nothing  ! 

O  thou,  thit  didft,  with  hopeful  jcy,  entomb 

Me  thrice  th  "ee  Mooncs  in  thy  laborious  womb. 

And  then  with  joyful  pain,  bro.ghtft  fo.th  a  Son, 

What  v^'orth  thy  labour  has  thy  labour  done  ? 

What  was  theie  ?  Ah  [  what  was  thsie  in  my  birth 

That  could  dcfbrve  the  eaficft  fmilc  of  mirth  ? 

A  man  was  born  :  Alas  and  what's  a  man  ? 

A  fcurtle  full  of  diift  ,  a  meafurM  fpan 

Of  flitting  time  •  a  furniiVd  Pack,  whofe  wares 

Are  fallen  Griefs,  and  foul-tormenting  Cares  : 

A  vale  ot  tears  J  a  veikl  tunn'dwith  breath, 

By  ficknefs  broachr,  to  be  drawn  out  by  d^ath  * 

A  haplefs,  helphfs  thing  ;  that,  born  does  cry 

To  feed  ;  that  feeds  to  live  ;  that  lives  to  die. 

Great  God  and  Man,  whole  eyes  fpenc  drops  fo  often 

For  me,  that  cannot  weep  enough  \  O  foften 

Thefe  marbls  brains,  and  flrike  this  flinty  rock  ; 

Or  if  the  mufick  of  thy  Vctcrs  Cock 

Will  more  prevail,  fill,  9A\  my  hearkning  ears 

With  that  fweet  found,  that  1  may  melc  in  tears ! 

I  cannot  weep  untill  thou  broach  mine  eye  j 

Or  give  me  vent,  or  elfe  /  burft,  and  die. 


S.  AMBROS. 


Books-  Emhlemes.  i59 

S.  AMBROS.  inPfal.  ii8. 
notUt  commits  fmnes  to  be  wept  for  y  cmnottvecp  for  flnnes 
committed:  Andbcw.ghimfclf  mo fl  lamentable,  hath  no  tears  t9 

lament  his  offcrices. 

NAZIANZ.   Orat.  3. 
Tears  are  the  deluge  offph  and  the  tvorldsfacrifice, 
S.  HiEROM.  inEfaiam. 
Pr.ncr  appeafes  God-^ma^tedr^^mpels  him :  that  moves  him, 
but  this  coiflraiTis  him,  -  : 


EPIO.   8. 


Eirth  is  an  ifland  ported  round  with  Pears  j 
Th-  way  to  Heav'n  is  through  the  Sea  of  tears. 
It  is  a  ftormy  pafla^^e,  where  is  found 
The  wrack  of  many  a  (hip,  but  no  man  drown  d, 


i6o 


Emblemes. 


Book  zW 


Book  3.  Emhlemes.  i6i 

IX 
Psalm    XVIII.  V. 

Theforrowes  of  hell  comyaffed  me  aboutme  about ^ 
and  thefndres  of  death  pre  rented  me. 


li 


S  not  this  Type  well  cut  >  in  ev'ry  part 

IjlFuU  of  rich  cunning  '  fi!M  with  Zeuxian  Art  ^ 
Are  not  the  Hunters,  and  their  Stygian  Hounds 
Limm'd  full  to  th'  life?  Didft  ever  hieai^:  the  founcI$> 
The  mufick,  and  the  lip-divided  bieaths 
Of  the  ftrong-winded  Horn,  Recheats,  and  deaths 
Done  more  exaft  >  Th'  infernal  Nimrods  hoi  low  ? 
,  The  lawlefs  Purliews  ?  and  the  Game  th;y  follow  ? 
The  hidden  Engines  ^  and  the  fnares  thit  lie 
So  undifcovct'djfo  obfcure  to  th'eye  =^ 
The  new-drawn  net  '  and  her  entangled  Prey  > 
And  him  that  clofes  it  }  Beholder,  fay, 
Js't  not  well  done  }  feems  not  an  emulous  {Irife 
Betwixt  the  rare  cut  pidure  and  the  life  ? 
Thefe  Purlicw  men  are  Devils ;  and  the  hounds, 
(Thofe  quick-nos'd  Canibals  that  fcour  the  grounds^ 
Temptations,  and  the  Game  thefe  Fiends  puifue. 
Are  humane  fouls,  which  ^ill  they  have  in  view  5 
Whofe  fury  if  they  chance  to  fcape,  by  flying, 
The  skilful  Huncer  plants  his  net,  clofc  lying 


Oft 


:x 


1^2  Emblemes.  Book 

a 

On  ch'unfufpe<5led  earth,  baited  with  treafure  , 

Ambitious  honour,  and  fclf-waftin^  pleafure  j 

VVhere  if" the  loul  but  ftoop,  death  ftands  preparM 

To  draw  the  net,  and  drawn,  the  fouI^s  enfnaiM,  i 

Poor  foul !  how  art  thou  hurried  to  and  fro  ? 

VVhere  canft  thou  fafcly  (lay  5  where  fafely  go  ^ 

If  {lay  :  thcfe  hot-raouih'd  Hounds  are  apt  to  tear  thee, 

I^e;oe  j  the  fnares  enclofe^the  nets  enfnare  thee  : 

What  good  in  this  bad  world  has  pow^-  t'invite  thee 

A  willing  Gucll  ?  wherein  can  earth  delight  thee  ^ 

'  Her  pleafures  are  but  itch  i  Her  vv^eakh,  but  Cares  5 
A  world  of  dangers  and  a  world  of  fnares  : 
The  clofe  purfuers  bufie  hands  do  plant 
Snares  in  thy  fjbftance  5  Snares  attend  thy  want  5 
Snares  in  thy  credit  j  Snares  In  thy  difgracc  j 
Snares  in  thy  high  cilate  j  Snares  in  thy  bafc  5 
Snares  tuck  thy  b^d  ;  and  Snares  arround  thy  boord  5 
Snares  watch  thy  thoughts  ^    and  Snares  attach  thy  word 
Snares  in  thy  qfaiet  j  Snares  in  thy  commotion  j 

Snares  in  thy  dyet  j  Snares  in  thy  devotion  3 

Snares  lurk  in  thy  refolves  j  Snares, in  thy  doubt; 

Snares  lie  within  thy  heart,  and  Snares  without; 

Snares  are  above  thy  head,  and  Snares  beneath  ; 

Snares  in  thy  fickncfs  j  Snares  are  in  thy  death  ; 

O,  if  thefe  purlieus  be  fo  full  of  danger^ 

Great  God  of  Harts,  the  worlds  fole  fov'raign  Ranger. 

Prcferve  thy  Deere,  and  let  my  foul  be  bleft 

In  thy  fafe  Forrcft,  where  I  feck  for  reft  •• 

Then  let  the  Hell-hounds  roar;  I  fear  no  ill ; 

Rouze  me  they  may,  but  have  no  pow'r  to  kill. 


S.  AMBROS. 


'^lok  3.  Emhlemes*  ^^3 

I  S.  AMBROS  lib.  4.  in  cap.  4.  Luc:e. 

fXhe  reward  of  honours ,    the  hekht  ofpotver,  the  dellcme  of 
if,  and  the  beauty  of  a  harlot  are  the  [nares  of  the  Devil, 

S.  AMBROS.   de  bono  mortis. 

Whileflthoufes\efipleafuyes^  thou  rmnefl  into  fnarcs^fo)' the 
of  the  harlot  is  thefnare  of  the  Adulterer, 

SAVANAR. 

In  eating,  hefetskfore  us  Gluttony,  in  generation,  luxury  5  In. 
jour  fliiggifjjnefs ',  in  convey jing,  envy -,  in  governing,  cove 
ifnefs  ;  in  correBing,  anger  j  in  honour,  pride ;  in  the  heart,  he 

s  evil  thoughts  ',  in  the  mouth ,  evil  -words ',  in  a6iions  evil 
9r\es ',  tvhcn  awa\e,  he  moves  m  to  evil  actions  j  when'  afleep^ 
\plthy  dreams. 


EP  IG.  9. 

5c  fad,  my  Heart,  Deep  dangers  wait  thy  mirth  5 
Thy  fouPs  way-laid  by  fca ;  by  Hell  j  by  earth  -, 
■lell  has  her  hounds  ^  Earth,  fnares ;  the  Sea  ,  a  fhelf^ 
3uc  moil  of  all,  my  heart,  beware  thy  felf. 


1^4 


Emhlemes. 


Book  . 


X. 


y 


^itey -naf  mta   luJavicnt  /with,  thy 
fcyucait  -for  no  man  iiwiia  jhallpc 


jSook  3.  Emhltmeu  16$ 

X. 

i  PSALM^CXLIII.    II. 

^^nter  rM  into  judgement  vpith  thjfertant^  for  in 
thj  fight  P^a  II  no  man  lixing  he  ju^i^ecL    .j^ 


\hf,  T>Ring  forth  the  prins*er,Iu-ftIce.Z/^/?.  Thy  commands 
XJAre  done,  juft  Judge  ;  See  here  the  prisoner  ftandf, 
i    Jef,  What  has  the  pri'sner  done  ?  Say ;  what's  the  caufc 
'Df  his  commitment  ?  Juli.  He  has  Isrokc  the  lawes 
3f  his  too  gracious  God  j  confpit'd  the  death 
Of  that  great  Majei^  vhat  gave  him  breath, 
And  heaps  tranfgrefnonj  Lord,  upon  trarifgicfTion. 
fef.  How  kno\v\1  thou  thls-/<.Ev'n  by  his  own  confcflion: 
riis  finnes  are  crying  j  and  th'ry  c:  y'd  aloud  j 
rhey  cryM  to  heav'n,  they  ciyd  to  hesv'n  for  blood, 

Jef.   What  fayft  thou  {inner  ?  hart  thou  ought  to  picadj 
rhat  fcntence  fhould  not  pafs  ?  hold  up  thy  head, 
And  Ihew  thy  brazen,  thy  rebellious  face. 
I    Sin.  Ah  mc  !  I  dare  not ;  I*m  too  vile  and  bafe 
To  tread  upon  the  earth,  much  m^ore,  to  lift 
Mine  eyes  to  heav'n  ;  I  need  no  other  fhrift 
Than  mine  own  confcience  j  Lord,  I  mwft  confefs, 
/  am  no  more  then  duft,  and  no  whit  iefs 

TkaR 


1 66 


Emblemes. 


Boo* 


Than  my  Indlcemenc  flyles  me  5  Ah,  if  thou 
Search  too  fcvere,  with  too  feveie  a  Brow, 
What  flefti  can  (land  ?  I  have  tianfgrell  thy  lawesj 
My  merits  plead  thy  vengeance  ;  not  my  caufc. 

////?,  Lord  (hall  I  ftrike  the  blow  >  Jef.  Hold  Jufticc,^ 
Sinner,  fpeak  on  j  what  haft  thou  more  to  fay  ? 

Sm,  Vile  as  I  am,  and  of  my  felf  abhorM, 
J  am  thy  handy-work,  thy  creature.  Lord, 
Stampt  with  thy  glorious  image,  and  at  firft, 
Moft  like  to  th^c,  though  now  a  poor  accurft 
Conyifted  Caitiff,  and  degen'rous  creature, 
Here  trembling  at  chy  bar.  Jufl .  Thy  fault's  the  greater] 
Lord  {hall  I  {Irike  the  blow  >  fef.  Hold,  Juftice,  ftay. 
Speak,  finner  ^  haft  thou  nothing  more  to  fay  ? 

Sin.  Nothing  but  Mercy,  Mercy ;  Lord  my  ftate 
Is  miferably  poor  and  defperate  5 
I  quite  renounce  my  felf,  the  world,  and  flee 
From  Lord  to  lefus ;  from  thy  felf,  to  thee. 

Jufi,  Ceafe  thy  vain  hopes ;  my  angry  God  has  vow*< 
Abufed  mercy  muft  have  blood  for  blood  : 
Shall  1  yet  ftrike  the  blow  >  Je[.  Stay,  Juftice ,  hold  5 
My  bowels  yearn,  my  fainting  blood  growes  cold, 
To  view  the  trembling  wretch  5  Me  thinks ,  I  fpic 
My  fathers  image  in  the  prisoners  eye. 

Ju(l.  I  cannot  hold.  Jef,  Then  turn  thy  thirfty  blade 
Into  my  fides :  let  there  the  wound  be  made  : 
Chear  up,  dear  foul ;  redeem  thy  life  with  mine  : 
My  foul  ftiall  fmart  5  my  heart  Ihall  bleed  for  thine. 

Sin,  O  groundlefs  deeps !  O  love  beyond  degree  ! 
Th'  oftended  dies,  to  fct  th'  oftender  free. 


S,  AUGUS" 


^0^-^'  Emhlemes.  I<^7 

S.  AUGUST. 

toid  5  If  I  hirje  done  that ,  for  rfhich  thou  nuyefl  damne  me  • 
)uhaii  not  lofl  that  tvkenby  thou  may:ftfave  muRtmerribcr  noty 
'cct  fefpts^  thy  jujiice  agai/tfi  the  finder,  but  thy  benignity  to- 
htdsthy  Creature:  Kcm'.mbernot  to  proceed  againfi  a  guilty 
■4,  but  remember  thy  mrrcy  towards  a  mlftrable  -wretch  :  Torget 
ip  infolenco  of  the  prooo^er^  and  behold  the  mifcry  of  the  inrjo\er'y 
'fwhat  is  fcfui  but  a  Saviour  ? 

ANSEL  M. 

\ive  rcfp'Si  to  rohat  thy  Sonne  hath  done  for  mcy  and  forget  rohat 

t(inneh^ive  done  againflthce-  My  flcflj  hath  provo\ed  thee  te 

Hgcan£: ;    let  the  ftcfb  of  Chrifl  move  thee  to  mercy  :  it  is  much 

\iit  my  Yebcllions  h^ve  dcfcrucdjbut  it  is  more  that  my  Redeemer 

itb  merited. 


EPIG.  10. 


Kcrcle  of  mercies  !  He  that  was  my  diudgc 
"s  now  my  Advocate,  is  now  my  judge  : 
le  futters,  pleads,  and  ientences,  alone  .• 
krce  /  adorca  and  yet  adore  but  One. 


1^8 


EwMemes^ 
XI. 


Book  : 


V. 


Letnci  ike  n^aler-JIcoJorerrUrj  me , 


-ne  ptf' 


,Book   3,  Emhlemes,  169 

XL 

Ps  ALM    69.  15. 

Let  'act  the  l^ater- flood  overflolv  me ,  neither 
letthedeefsflvdlolvmeuf, 

THe  world's  a  Sea;  tnyflefh  a  Ship  that's  mann'd 

•*•  WithJab*ring  Thoughts,  andfteer'd  byRcafons  hand  J 

My  Hearts  the  Sea-mans  Card,  whereby  fhc  fails  j 

My  loofe  AfFeftions  are  the  greater  Sails : 

The  Top-fail  is  my  Pancie,  andtheGufts 

That  fill  thefe  wanton  (heets  are  worldly  Lufts, 

Pray*r  is  the  Cable,  at  whofe  end  appears 

Tne  Anchor  Hope,  nev'r  flipt  but  in  our  fears : 

My  Will  *s  th'  unconftant  Pilot,  that  commands 

The  ftsgg'ring  Keel  3  my  Sinnes  are  like  the  Sands : 

Repentance  isthe  Bucket ,  and  mine  Eye 

The  Pump,  unus'd  f  but  in  extremes^  afvddry: 

My  Confcience  is  the  Plummet  that  doth  preffe 

The  deep«,butfcldomecries5  A  faihontlejfe  : 

Smooth  Calm's  fecurity;   the  Gulf,  defpair  ; 

MyPraught's  Corruption, and  this  Lifc'smy  Fairs 

My  Soui's  the  Paflcnger,  confus'dly  driven 

From  fear  to  frightj  her  landing-Port  is  Heaven. 

My  Seas  are  ftormy,  and  my  Si.ip  doth  leak  ; 

My  Ssylcrs  rude  J  my  Stecrfman  faint  and  weak  : 

My  Canvace  torn,  it  flaps  from  fide  to  fide  j 

My  Cable's  crakt,  my  Anchor's  flightly  ti'd  ; 

My  Pilot's  craz'd,  my  fhipwrack- Sands  arecloak'di 

*^Iy  Bucket's  broken,  andmy  pumpischoak'di 

M  My 


I 


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My  Calm' s  deceltfull ;  and  iry  Gulf  too  near ; 
My  Warcsareflubber'd,  andmy  Fat*s  to  dear: 
My  Plunanict's  light*  it  cannot  fink  nor  found  ; 
O  Iball  myRock-bcthreatned  6oul  be  drown'd  ? 
Lord,  ftill  the  Seas,  and  Ihield  my  Ship  from  harm  j 
Inftruft  my  Sailours,guide my  Stcerfmans  arm  ; 
Touch  thou  my  Compafle,  and  renew  my  Sails 
Send  ftifFcr  courage,  or  fend  milder  gales ; 
Make  ftrong  my  Cable  3  bind  my  Anchor  faftcr  j 
Dire^  my  1  ilot,  and  be  thou  his  Maftcr  5 
Objeft  the  Sands  to  nry  more  ferious  vie<? , 
Make  found  my  Bucket,  bore  my  pump  anew : 
Ncwcaft  my  Plummet,  make  it  apt  to  try 
Where  the  Rocks  lurk,  and  where  the  Quickfandslici 
Guard  thou  the  Gulf  with  love,  my  Cal  ms  with  care  -, 
Cleanfc  thou  my  Praught ;  accept  my  flender  Pare  3 
Rcfrelh  the  Sca-fickpafTenger  i  cut  ihort 
His  Voyage ;  land  him  in  his  wiftied  Pott : 
Thou,  Thou,  whom  winds  and  ftormy  feas  obey, 
That  through  the  deep  gav'ft  grumbling  Ifr'ell  way, 
SaytomySoul,befafc  ,  and  then  mine  eye 
Shall  fcorn  grim  death,  although  grim  death  ftand  by  j 
Othou  whole  ftrength-ieviving  Arm  did  cherifh 
Thy  finking  Veter,  at  the  point  to  perilh , 
Reach  forth  thy  hand ,  or  bid  me  tread  the  wave, 
I'll  come,  ril  come  :  the  voice  that  calls  will  faye. 


•I 


S.   A  M  B  R  0 


.Book   3«  Emhltmes.  1 71 

S,  AmbROS.  Apol.  po:l.  pro. David.  Cap.  5. 
j     The  confluence  of  luffs  makes  a  great  tem^efi ,  which  in  thfi 
fea  diflurheth  the  fea- faring  foulj  tJyat  reafon  cannotgoyern  it. 
S.August.   Soliloqu.  Cap.  55. 
We  lahouf  in  a  boyfterous  fea  :    Thouftandefi  upon  the  fhttta 
and  feefl  ottr  dangers :    Gi^e  hs  ^ace  to  hold  a  middle  courfe 
betjpixt  Scylla  and  Charjbdis ^  that  both  dangers  efca^ed  y  jpf 
may  arriye  ^t  our  Vortfecttre, 


E  p  I  G.  in 
My  Soul,  the  Teas  are  rough,  and  thou  a  ftranger 
In  thcfe  falfecoafts  ;  Okcepaloofj  there's  danger ; 
Caft  forth  thy  plumrr.et  j  fee  a  rock  appears  ; 
Thy  ihip  wants  fca-room  ;  make  it  with  thy  tears, 

M   a 


17^ 


Entbltmes,    .        Book  3 


XIL 


0  mat  fkony  rvou/Jjfjynk^  m^  in  t/ic  aMue 
and  yjc  mc  vntill  thvfvrii  hi^  mrt  r 


Book  3'  Emblcmis.  173 

XII. 

Joe    14.  13. 

Othat  thou  ivouldjl  hide  me  in  the  grave ^  thdt 
thou  l^ouldjl  kee^  mefecret  untillthy  l^rath 
bepajll 

f^  Whither  fhalJ  I  flye  j  what  path  untrod 
^^  Shall  I  fcck  out  to  fcape  the  flamingrod 
Of  my  offended,  of  my  angry  God  2 

Where  (hall  I  fojourn  r  what  kind  fea  will  hide 
My  head  from  Thunder  ?  where  fhall  I  abide  « 
Jntill  his  flames  be  quench'd  or  laid  aflde  J 

VVhat.if  myfeetfhould  take  their  hafty  flight, 
And  feek  protection  in  the  fhades  of  nieht  f 
Alas,  no  fhades  can  blind  the  God  of  Light. 

^Vhar,if  my  foul  fhould  take  the  wings  of  day , 
Andfind  fomedefart  3  if  fhefpring  away , 
The  wings  of  vengeance  clip  as  fall  as  they. 

What  if  fomefolid  rock  fhould  entertain 
My  frighted  foul?    Can  folid  rocks  refltain 
Tnc  flroke  of  Juftice,  and  not  cleave  in  twain  \ 

^Jor  Sea,  not  Shade,  nor  Sheild,  nor  Rotk,  not  CavCt 
Not  filent  Defarts,  nor  the  fullen  Grave> 
Where  fkme-ey'd  furymcapi.  tofmite,canfave. 

TheScas  will  parti  Graves  open  ;  Rocks  wiilfplitj 
rhe  Shield  will  cleave  5  the  frighted  Shadows  flit  j 
Vhere  Juflice  aims,  her  fiery  darts  mufl  hit. 

M  J  No 


174  .Emhlemes.  Book 

No,no-  ifftcrn-browd  vengeance  means  to  thunder, 
There  is  no  place  above,  beneath,  nor  under, 
So  clofc,  but  will  unlockjor  rive  in  {under. 

•Tis  vain  to  flee  5  'lis  neither  here  nor  there 
Can  fcape  that  h^nd  untill  that  hand  forbear  j 
Ah  mc  !   where  is  he  not,  that's  every  wKeie  { 

*Tisvaintoflee  5  till  gentle  mercy  fhew 
Her  better  eye,  the  farther  off  vv  c  goe  , 
The  fwing  of  Juftice  deals  the  mightier  blotv. 

Th'ingcnious child, corre<^ed,  doth notilie 
His  angry  mothers  hand,  but  dings  more  nigh  , 
And  quenches  with  his  tears  her  flamiug  eye. 

Shadows  arcfaithlcfle,  and  the  rocks  are  falfej 
No  truft  in  brafle,  no  truft  in  marble  walls  j 
Poore  cots  arc  even  as  fafe  as  Princes  halls. 

Great  God,  there  is  no  fafety  here  below  j 

Thou  art  m^y  Fortrefic,  though  thou  fccm'il  my  ^oc, 

lHh  thou  that  ftrik'il  the  ftroke  muft  guard  the  blow. 

Thou  art  my  God  ;  by  thee  I  fall  orftand  5 
Thy  Grace  hath  giv'n  me  courage  to  wirhftand 
All  tortures,  but  my  confcienee  and  thy  hrnd. 

3  know  t!;y  Juftice  is  thy  (t\^i    I  knew  , 

Juft  God,  thy  very  (qM  is  Mercy  too  ; 

Ifnot  to  thee,  where  f  whither  (hould  I  goe  .<? 

Then  work  thy  will?'  If  padion  bidmefiee  j 
My  reafon  Ihall  obey  ;  m,y  wings  fhall  be 
Stre  tcfet  out  no  further  ti;en  fi om  the e  to  thee . 


S.  AuGu^r 


Book  3.  jEmhkmes,  175 

S.  August.  inPfal.  jo. 
Whither  flie  I  I  To  what  place  can  I  fafely  flie  ?  To  whit 
mountain  J  To  what  den  ?  To  what  jhrong  houfe  ?  What  CaflU 
fhilL  1  hold  ?  IVhat  walls Jhall  hold  me  i  lVlntheYfoey>er  I  goe  , 
tny  [elf  foUoweth  me  :  For  whatfoeyfer  thou  fliefi ,  0  man  $ 
thoumaijf,  but  thy  own  confcience  :  wherefoe^er  0  Lord  I  goe^ 
J  find  thee.  If  angry  ,  aK^eyenrer;  ifappeafed,  n  Redeemer: 
What  way  baye  I ,  but  toflie  from  thee  to  thee ;  That  thou  ntii^ 
fiyoii  thy  Cod,  addrejfe  thee  to  thy  Lord, 


E  PIG.    12. 

Hath  vengeance  found  thee  ?  Can  thy  fears  coinnnand 
No  rocks  to  (hield  thee  from  her  thundering  hand  2 
Know'ft  thou  not  where  to  fcape  ?  I'll  tell  thee  where  j 
My  foul  make  clean  thv  confcience ;  hide  thee  there, 

M  4 


176 


Emblemes. 


XIII. 


Book  i 


f 


Arc  not  mir  (iayarjcnf^  Q^a/^  rhcn>dH({ 
let  mc  alone  that  I  ^^  heivmfjc  mc  a  litth . 

I  oh  .  JO  •  1.0  .  n>iV:^f7mp^n  .Jiu/f''ic 


;|Book.  3.  Ewhlemes,  177 

XIII. 

Job    10.20. 
{i^renotwy  dayes fclt>^.    Ceafe  then,    A?id  let 
I     me  alone,  that  I  may  he'Vpatlmy  jdf  a  little* 

MY  Glaffeis  halfunfpent :  Forbear t*  arreft 
My  thriftlefi'c  day  too  foon  :  my  poore  requeft 
Is  that  my  glaflc  iray  run  but  out  the  reft. 

My  time-devoured  minutes  will  be  done 
Without  thy  help  5   fee,  fee  how  fwift  they  run  : 
Cut  not  m.y  thted  before  my  thred  befpun, 

'The  gain's  not  great  I  purchafe  by  this  flay  j 
WhatlofTe  fuftain'ft  thou  byibfraall  delay. 
To  whom  ten  tnoufand  years  are  but  a  day  \ 

My  following  eye  can  hardly  make  a  fhift 

To  count  my  winged  houres  5  they  fly  fo  fwift , 

They  fcarcedefetve  the  bounteous  name  of  gift. 

Thefeeret  wheels  of  hurrying  Time  do  give 

So  (hort  a  warning,  and  fo  fait  they  drive> 
That  I  am  dead  before  I  feemto  live. 


I 


And  what's  a  Life  a  weary  Pilgrimage , 
Whofe  glory  in  one  day  do^h  fill  the  ftage 
With  Childhood,  Manhood,  and  decrepit  Age. 

And  what's  a  Life  \  the  flourifhing  array 
Of  the  proud  Summer  meadow,  which  today 
Wears  her  green  pluih,  and  is  to  morrow  hay. 


And 


lyZ  Emhlemes.  Book 

And  what's  a  Life  ?  A  blaft  fufteinM  with  clothing , 
Maintcin'd  with  food  ,  retein'd  with  vile  felf-loihing, 
Then  weary  of  it  feJf ,  again'd  to  nothing. 

Readc  on  this  diall)  how  the  (hades  devour 

My  ftiort-JivM  winters  day  J    houre  eatsuphourej 

Alas,  the  totall's  but  from  eight  to  foure. 

Behold  thcfe  Lillies  (which  thy  hands  have  made 

¥air  copies  of  my  life  ,  and  open  laid 

To  view  )  how  foon  they  droop,  how  foon  they  fade  ! 

Shade  not  that  diall ,   night  will  blind  too  foon  j 
My  nenag'd  day  already  points  to  noon  j 
How  fimple  is  my  fuit  1  how  fmall  my  boon  ! 

Nor  do  I  beg  this  flcnder  inch  ,  to  while 

The  time  away,   or  fafely  to  beguile 

2vly  thoughts  with  joy  \  here's  nothing  worth  a  (mile. 

No,  no  :  't  is  not  to  pleafc  my  wanton  ears 

With  frantick  mirth,  I  beg  but  houres,  not  years  : 

And  what  thou  giv'ft  me,  1  will  give  to  tears. 

Draw  not  that  foul  which  would  be  rather  led  5 
That  SeeJ  has  yet  not  broke  my  Serpents  head  i 

0  Ihalll  die  before  my  finnes  ate  dead  f 

Behold  thefe  rags  5  am  I  a  fitting  gueft 

To  taft  the  dainties  of  thy  royall  feaft  , 

With  hands  and  faceunwafti'd,  ungirt,  unbleft  ? 

Pirft,  let  the  Jordan  ftreams  (that  find  fupplies 
From  the  deep  fountain  of  my  heart)  arife, 
Ancicleinfemyfpots,  and  clear  my  leprous  eyes, 

1  have  a  world  of  finnes  to  be  lamented  j 
I  have  a  fea  of  teats  that  muft  be  vented: 

O  fparc  till  then  j  and  then  I  die  contented. 


Book  s. 


Emblemes. 


179 


S.  August,  lib.  dc  Ciyit*  Bei  Cap.  lo* 
The  time  wherein  ve  li'\>e  is  taken  from  the  (pace  of  our  life  ; 
and  what  remaineth  is  dayly  made  lejfe  and  lejle ,  in  fo  much 
that  the  lime  oj  our  lif  is  nothing  butapajjage  to  death. 
S:  Greg.  lib.  9.  Cap.  44. 10.  lob. 
As  moderate  afjliclions  bring  tearSy   fo  immoderate  tah^  away 
tears  i  in  jo  much  that  jorrow  becometh  no  forrow ,  which  fwal- 
hiving  up  the  mind  oj  the  affliM  >  takcth  awtty  the  fence  of  the 
affliHion. 


.■^. 


E  P  I  G.  15? 
Fcar'ft  thou  to  goe ;,  when  fuch  an  Arm  invites  thee  ? 
Dread'fl  thou  thy  loads  of  finnc  >  or  what  affrights  thee  5 
If  ihou  begin  to  fear ,  thy  fear  begins  ; 
Fool,  c^n  he  bear  thee  hence ,  and  not  thy  fins  ? 


180 


fmbli 


ernes. 


Book 


XIV. 


Oh  that  ihcy  Tverc  nnje,  thai  flwy  wouU. 
'Ip/idcr/lana  tins;  they  nwuld  cJiiftdcey*^ 
tlwir  Utter  end.U^etercn  so,     JPnyH^/^ul 


3ook   5.  Emhlemes.  i*^ 

XIV. 

Deuteronomy.  32.29. 

0  that  men  '^ere  ivife ,  and  that  they  unaer- 
ftoodthis  ,  that  thej  "Would  conjidcr  their 
latter  end, 

j/.TT/Hat  me&ns  my  fiftcrscye  fo  oft  to paffc 

▼ '^  Through  the  Jong  entry  of  that  Optick  glaffe  % 
Tell  me  ;  what  fccrct  virtue  doth  invite 
Thy  wrinkled  eye  to  fuch  unknown  delight  ? 
S^.lt  helps  the  fight ,  makes  things  remote  appear 

In  perfeft  view  5  It  draws  the  objed  near. 
Tl.  What  fence-delighting  ob  je£ls  doft  thou  fpie  ? 

What  doth  that  Glaffe  prefent  before  thine  eye  I 
Sp,  I  fee  thy  foe,  my  reconciled  friend , 

Grim  Death,  even  (landing  at  the  Glaffes  end  j 
His  left  handholds  a  branch  of  Palm  5  his  right 
Holds  forth  a  two-edg'd  fword.    Fl.  A  proper  fight .' 
And  is  this  all  I  doth  thy  Profpe£live  pleafe 
Th' abufed  fancie  with  no  Ihapes  but  thefe  ^ 
Sf.  Yes,  1  behold  the  dark'ned  Sun  bcreav'n 
Of  all  his  light,  the  battlements  of  Hcav'n 
.Swclt'ring  in  flames ;  the  Angel-guarded  Sonne 
Of  glory  on  his  high  Tribunal-Throne ; 
And  Friends,  with  knotted  whips  of  flaming  wire , 
Tort'ring  poore  fouls,  that  gnafh  their  teeth  in  vain, 
And  gnaw  their  flame-tormented  tougues  for  pain. 

Look 


iSz  Emhlewes.  Bock  3 

Look,  fifter,  how  the  queazy-ftomackM  Graves 
Vomit  their  dead  ,   and  how  the  purple  waves 
Scalld  their  confumclclTe  bodies,  ftrongly  curfing 
All  wombs  for  bearing,  and  all  paps  for  nurfing. 
j/.Can  thy  diftcmpcr'd  fancic  take  delight 

In  view  of  tortures  ?   thcfe  are  fhowes  t' affright : 
Look  in  this  glaffe  triangular  ;  look  here, 
Here's  that  will  raviih  eyes.  Sf.  What  feed  thou  there 
J/.Thc  world  in  colours,  colours  that  diftain 
The  cheeks  ofVrotem,  or  the  filken  train 
Of  Flora's  Nymphs  •  fuch  various  forts  of  Mew, 
As  Sun-confronting  Iris  never  knew  : 
Here,  if  thou  pleafc  to  beautifie  a  town, 
Thoumaiflj  or  with  a  hand,  turn't  upfide  down  ; 
Here  maifl  thou  fcant  or  widen  by  the  meafure 
Of  thine  own  will  j  make  Ihort  or  long  at  pleafurc  ; 
Here  maifl  thou  tire  thy  fancie,  and  advife 
With  (hows  more  apt  to  pleafe  more  curious  eyes. 
5"^.  Ah  fool!  that  dot'ft  on  vain,  onprefent  toyes, 
And  difrcfpcd'ft  thofe  true,  thofe  future  joyes  | 
How  ftrongly  are  thy  thoughts  befool'd,  clas , 
To  dote  on  goods  that  periui  with  thy  glaffe ! 
Kay,  vanilh  with  the  turning  of  a  hsnd  ! 
were  they  but  painted  colours,  it  might  fland 
With  painted  reafon  that  they  might  devote  thee  ; 
But  things  that  haye  no  being  to  bcfot  thee  J 
Forefight  of  future  torments  is  the  way 
To  baulk  thofe  ills  which  prefent  joyes  bewray; 
As  thou  haft  fooPd  thy  felf ,  fo  now  come  hither. 
Break  that  fond  glaifc ,  and  let's  be  wife  together. 


S.    CONAVENT 


;ook  3.  EmhUmes  \%i 

EoNAVENT.  de  contcmptu  feculi. 
0  ihai  mm  ivouldhe  wife  >  uuderfiandi  and  fore  fee  '.  Be  wife , 
ol^ow  three  tkings:  The  multitude  ef  thofe  that  are  to  be  dam- 
led:  the  few  ntimher  of  thofe  that  are  to  he  fayed  j  and  the  ya- 
lity  of  tranfitcry  things :  Vnderfland  three  thmgs\  the  multitude 
ffinnes ,  the  omisjion  of  good  things ,  and  the  lofj'e  of  time  :  Fore- 
'ee  three  things  >  the  danger  of  death  ,  the  lafl  ]tidgement ,  and 
ternallpinishment. 


E  P  IG,    14. 
What.  Soul,  no  further  yet  1  what  nev'r  commence 
Maftcr  in  Faith  J"  Still  batchelour  of  5cncc  ? 
Is'tinfufficiency  ?  Gr  what  has  made  thee 
Oreflip  thy  loft  degree  ?  thy  lufl§  have  ftaid  thee. 


iS4 


Emhlemcs, 


Book  5* 


XV* 


Mjfljf:  i:J}ent  v'ltk  an  if.  c  mrjcercx 


L^-i<iiViVi  jin'riiV-arMii 


./ 


THE  FOURTH  BOOK. 

I. 

Romanes  7.23. 
lljee  another  Lal»  tn  my  members  lo erring  a- 
gainji  the  Lxlv  of  my  mind ,    and  bringing 
me  into  ctPtivity  to  the  La^  of  fin, 

I 

OHow  my  will  is  hurried  to  and  froj 
And  how  my  unrefolv'd  refolvcs  to  vary  ! 
Iknow  not  where  to  fix  J  fometimes  I  goe 

This  way  >  then  that,  and  then  the  quite  contrary  : 
I  like,  diflikc  3   lament  for  what  I  could  not  j 
I  do,  undo  ;  yet  ilill  do  what  I  would  not. 
And  at  the  fclf  fame  inftant  will  the  thing  I  would  not. 

Thus  are  my  weather-beaten  thoughts  oppreft 

With  th'  earth-bred  winds  of  my  prodigious  will; 
Thus  am  Ihourely  toft  from  Eaft  to  Weft 
Upon  the  rowling  ftrcams  of  good  and  ill : 
Thus  am  I  driven  upon  thcfe  flipp'ry  fuds 
From  reall  ills  to  falfc  apparent  goods  : 
My  life  's  a  troubled  fea^compos'd  of  Ebs  and  Floudf, 

I 

Th:"  curious  Penrran,  having  trimm'd his  pasc 

With  the  dt:ad  language  of  his  dibbled  quiil, 
Let>  fall  a  heedicffe  drop  ,^  then  in  a  rage 
Cafhiers  the  fruits  of  his  unlucky  skill  j 
Ev'nfo  a.y  pregnant  foul  in  th'  infant  bud 
Of  her  beft  thoughts ,  fnowrs  down  a  cole  black  liuod 
Of  unadvifcd  ill*,  and  cancels  all  hergood. 

N  Sometimes 


I90  Emblemes.  Book  4,  [ 

4 

Sometimes  a  fudden  flafh  of  facred  heat 

Warms  my  chill  fouljand  fcts  my  thoug'nts  infjtame  : 
But  foon  that  fire  is  fhouldred  from  her  feat 
By  luftfiill  'Hpids  much  inferiour  flame  : 

I  feel  two  flamas ,  and  yet  no  flame  entire  ; 
Thus  are  the  mungrill  thoughts  of  mixt  defire 
Confum'd  between  that  heav'nly  and  this  earthly  fire. 

5 
Sometimes  my  traftl-difdainingthouohts  out-pa0e 
The  common  period  of  terrene  conceit  ? 

0  then,  metbinks  1  fcorn  the  thing  I  was , 
Whilft  I  ftind  ravilht  at  my  new  eftate  :     i 

But  when  th'  Icarian  wings  of  my  de^re 
Feel  butthe  warmth  of  their  own  native  fire  , 
®  then  they  melt  and  plunge  within  their  wonted  rairc» 

6 

1  know  the  nature  ofray  wav'ringmind  j 

I  know  the  frailty  of  my  flefhly  will  : 
My  PafTion  's  Eagle  ey'd  j  my  judgement  blind  ; 
1  know  what  ^s  good,  but  yet  make  choice  of  ill. 
When  th'  Ofliich  wings  of  my  defircs  fliall  be 
So  dull,  they  cannot  mount  the  leaft  degree , 
Vet  grant  my  foul  defire  but  of  defiling  thee.. 


S.  Been. 


Book  4.  Enihlcmcs,  191 

S.  B  E  R  N.  Med.  9. 
■TWj  heart  is  a  y:iin  heart ,  a  vag:thond  and  inftdhle  heart  j 
while  it  is  led  by  its  own  judgement ,  and  wanting  Diy>ine 
counjell  cannot  [tihfijl  in  it  felj  ,  and  while fi  it  :liy>  rs  waies 
feeketh  rejl-,  fnJeth  none  ^  but  reniaineth  miferahle  through 
labour-,  and  yoid  of  ^eace  :  it  agree th  not  with  it  felf  •  it  dif- 
j'enteth  from  it  felf ;  it  ctlteretbrefolutions ,  change  th  the  judge- 
ment ,  frameth  new  thoughts ,  pulleth  down  the  old  ,  and  buildetb 
them  up  again  :  It  willetb  and  willetb  not  i  andne^er  remain^ tb  in 
the  fame  flate. 

S.  August,  de  verb.  Apoft. 
Whenitwouldj  it  cannot  j  bccaitfe  when  it  mighty  it  would 
not :    Therefore  by  an  eyil  will  mm  lofi  h'S  good  power. 


;;-       E  PIG.  T.  *  ^ 
My  foul,  how  are  tliy  tHoughts  diftur5*3,  confii^'d, 
Enlarg'd  betwixt  try  members  and  thy  mind  ! 
Fix  here  or  there  i   thy  doubt  depending  caufe 
Can  nev're.'^pcdo  .c  verdicl  'cwixt  two  Laws. 

N  4 


19^ 


Bmhlemes. 


Book  4! 


11. 


jr  Oh  -^jctt^wa^es  were  iirectzJL  ^  * 


•SBi 


Book  3'  Emblemes,  185  S 

XV. 

Psalm    30.  10. 

My  life  isfpent.  l^ltb  griefs  and  my  years  'S^ith 
fighing, 

WHat  Allien  Starrc  rul'd  my  untimely  birth , 
That  would  not  lend  my  daies  one  hour  of  mirth  \ 
I^ow  oft  have  thefc  bare  knees  been  bent  to  gain 
The  flendcr  alms  of  one  poor  fmiJe,  in  vain  \ 
How  often,  tii'd  with  the  faftidieus  ]ight> 
Have  my  faint  lips  implor'd  the  ftiades  of  night  \ 
How  often  have  my  nightly  torments  praid 
For  lingring  twilight,  glutted  with  the  ftiade  ? 
Day  worlc  then  night,  night  worfc  then  day  appears. 
In  fears  I  fpend  my  nights ,  my  daiesin  tears : 
I  moan  unpitti'd,  grone  without  relief, 
There  is  nor  end>  nor  meafure  of  my  grief. 
Thefmilingfiow'r  falutesthe  day  5  it  growes 
Untouched  with  care  j  it  neither  fpins  nor  fowes  : 
O  that  my  tedious  life  were  like  this  flower , 
Or  freed  from  grief,  or  finifh'd  with  anhoure  : 
Why  was  I  born  I  Why  was  I  born  a  n-an  |: 
And  why  proportion^  by  fo  large  a  fpan  \ 
Or  why  fufpcndcd  by  the  common  lots 
And  being  born  to  die,  why  die  I  not  f 
Ah  me  !  why  is  m^y  forrow- w^ifted  breath 
Dcni'd  the  ea(ie  priviledge  of  death  ? 
The  branded  (lave  that  tugs  the  weary  oare, 
Obtains  the  Sabbsth  of  a  welcome  Ihore  / 
HisranfoiTj'd  ftripcsate  heai'd,  his  native  foil 
Sweetens  themem'ry  of  hisforrein  toil  : 

N  Bat 


i^  i%6  Emhlemes,  Book 

But  ah  '.  my  forrOsTS  arc  not  half  fo  blcft ; 

My  labour  finds  no  point,  my  pains  no  reft  ; 

1  barter  fig'is  for  tear?,  and  tears  for  groncs  , 

Still  vainly  rolling  Sifyphean  ftones  : 

Thou  iuPc  Obfervcr  of  our  flying  houres  > 

Thar,  with  thy  Adamantine  fangs,  devours 

The  brazen  monuments  of  renowned  Kings, 

Both  thy  glaffe  ftand  ?  Or  be  thy  moulting  wings 

Unapt  to  flie  I  If  not  why  doft   thou  fpare 

A  willing  breaft  j  a  breaft  that  flands  fo  fair  \ 

Adyingbreaft,  that  hath  but  onely  breath 

To  beg  a  wound,  and  ftrength  to  crave  a  death  ? 

O  that  the  pleafed  F^cav'ns  would  once  difl'olve 

Thefc  fleftily  fetters,  that  fq  faft  involve 

My  hampered  foul  j  then  would  ny  foul  be  bleft 

From  all  thcfe  ills>  and  wrap  her  thoughts  in  reft  : 

Till  then,my  dates  are  months,  my  months  are  years, 

My  years  ate  ages  to  be  fpent  in  tears : 

My  grief's  entailM  upon  my  waftfull  breath , 

Which  no  recov'ry  can  cut  oflf,  but  death  ; 

Breath  drawn  in  cottages,  puft  out  in  throtves , 

Begins,  continues,  and  concludes  in  grones. 


I  N  N  O'C  £  N  T» . 

i 


Book  3.  Emblemts.  187 

Innocent,  de  vilitate  condit.  humanje. 
0  voho  n>ill  cjfve  mine  eyes  n  fountain  cf  tears ,  that  I  may 
bewail  the  miferable  ingrejfe  of  mans  condition  j  the  finfull 
frognfse  of  mans  converfation ,  the  damnable  egrejfe  in  mans 
dtfolution-  I  TpiS  confider  with  tears-,  whereof  man  was 
made  ,  what  man  doth  ,  and  what  man  is  to  do  -  Alas,  heps 
formed  of  earth  ,  conceited  in  finne ,  born  to  punishment :  H« 
doth  eyil  things ,  which  arenotlawfuU  j  He  doth  filthy  things , 
which  are  not  decent  j  He  doth  yam  things ,  which  are  not  eX" 
^edient. 


Ep  I  @.   If. 

My  heart,  Thy  life 's  a  debt  by  Bond?  which  bears 
A  fecret  date ,  the  ufe  is  Grones  and  Teats : 
Plead  not;  ufurious  Nature  will  have  all. 
As  well  the  Int'jeft  as  the  Principall. 

N  2 


iSS 


Emblewes, 


Book 


I. 


li^fmtU  hat}}  cpiute-i^  to  tUftre.  tfy^  ! , 
jud^trunts  .  yjal  :  lip  .  ••  ' 


Book.  4.  EmbUmes,  197 

III. 

Psalm    17.  5. 
Stay  myjlefs  in  thy  paths ,   that  my  feet  do 

notjlide, 

r 

"^TyHen  ere  the  old  Exchange  of  profit  ilngs 
^»      Her  filver  Saints-bell  of  uncertain  gains, 
My  merchant  foul  can  ftrctch  both  legs  and  winos  3 
How  I  can  run,  and  take  uncvcaried  pains  ! 
The  charms  ofprolit  are  foftrong, that  I 
Who  wanted  legs  to  goe  find  wiags  to  flie* 

2 
If  time-beouiling  Pleafure  but  advance 

Her  lufttull  trump,  and  blow  her  bold  alarir.s> 
O  how  my  fportfuU  foul  can  frisk  and  dance. 
And  hug  that  Sirenin  her  twined  arms  I 
Thefprightly  voice  of  Gnew-ftrengthning  pleafure 
Can  lend  my  bedrid  foul  both  legs  and  Icafuic. 

If  blazing  honour  chance  to  fill  my  veins 

With  flattering  warmth,  and  flafli  of  Courtly  fire  > 
My  foul  can  take  a  pleafure  in  her  pains  5 
My  lofty  ftrutting  fteps  difdain  to  tire ; 

My  antick  knees  can  turn  upon  the  hinges 
Of  Complement;  and  skrue  athoufand  cringes. 

4 
But  when  I  come  to  Thee,  my  God,  that  art 
The  royall  Mine  of  everlafting  rrcafurc. 
The  reall  Honour  of  my  better  part , 

And  living  Fountain  of  etcrnall  pleafure, 

How  ncrveleffe  are  n  y  linribs !  how  faint  and  flow  1 
1  have  nor  wings  to  fiic  ,  nor  legs  togoc. 


I9S  Emblemed.  Book 

So  when  the  ftreams  of  fwifc-foot  Rhene  convay 

Her  upland  riches  to  the  BtJgickfhore  j 
The  idle  veffcl  Aides  the  wat'  ric  lay, 

without  thcblaft,  or  tug,  of  wind,  or  oare  5 
Her  flipp'ry  keel  divides  the  filver  fome 
Withcafc^  fo  facil  is  the  way  from  home. 

6 
But  when  the  home-bound  vefTel  turns  her  fails 

Againft  the  breaft  of  the  refiflingftream  , 
O  then  ihe  flugs  5    nor  fail,  nor  oare  prevails  ; 
The  Stream  is  fturdy,  and  her  Tides  extreme  ; 
Each  ftroke  is  lofTe,  and  ev'ry  tug  is  vain  : 
A  Boar-lengths  purchafe  is  a  League  of  pain, 

7 
Great  All  in  All,  thatartmy  reft,  my  home; 
My  way  is  tedious,  and  n.y  ftcpsare  flow  : 
Reach  forth  thy  helpfull  hand,  or  bid  me  come  -, 
I  am  thy  child  ,  O  teach  thy  child  to  goe  : 
Conjoynthy  fweet  commands  to  my  defirc  , 
And  I  will  venture?  though  I  fall  or  tire. 


S.  August. 


._Book  4.  LnMimes.  -199 

S.    August.  Ser.  15.  de  Veib.  Apcfl-» 

:  Bealtuaiei  dijpleaffdct  jrhut  thou  art  t  if  thou  de/irejl  lo  at- 
tain to  what  theu  art  not :  For  mhere  thou  hafl  pleafed  thy  felfy 
ileretheu  ahtdtj}.  But  if  thou  fay  tfi  ^  I  hayeenoi^ghi  thoupe- 
riskefl  :  ^Jtvaies  a(^de  ,  alwaies  walk-,  alwaies  proceed  j  nei- 
ther ft  and  fi:/^,  ncrgoe  back  ,  ncr  df^iate  :  He  thai  flandeih  fti5^ 
frcceedeth  not  ]  he goet^  hack  ^  that  ccntintath  not  ;  He  deyiat- 
eth,  ihat  reyolteth  '  Hegceih  letter  that  oee^eth  in  hiswa^  ,  then 
jae  that  runneth  out  of  Irs  pay. 


E  P  le.    J. 

Tear  rot,  nr.y  Soul,  to  iole  for  want  ofcunning  j 
Weep  not  j  Heav'n  is  not  alwaies  got  by  running : 
Thy  thoughts  are  fwift ,  although  thy  ]cgs  be  flow  j 
True  Jove  wiJl  crcf  p  ?  net  haying  ftr<ngih  to  goe. 


aoo 


EmhUmes. 


Book 


IV. 


Myjefh  IrcmbhthforJeanrofthcc-.^LrJcrt 
afraUc  of  thy  ludamcnUSs:  no.  zzo . 


Book  4.  Emblemes.  195 

II. 
Psalm    319.  5. 
0  thxt  my  l\^aycs  D^  ere  directed  to  keep  thy 
StAtutes\ 

I 

THus  I?thc  objed  of  the  worlds  di'fdain , 
With  Pilgrimc-pace  futround  the  ^vcary  eatth  : 
I  onely  cclifh  c^hat  tlie  world  counts  vain  ; 

Her  mirth  's  my  grief ,  her  fullen  grief  my  mirth  j 
II         Her  light  my  darknefTcj  and  her  truth  my  errourj 
Her  frcedome  is  my  jail  5  and  her  delight  m^j  terronr. 

2 
Fond  earth  !  proportion  not  my  feeming  love 

To  my  long  (lay  j  let  not  thy  thoughts  deceive  thcc  j 
Thou  art  my  ptifon  and  my  home  's  above  j 
My  life  's  a  preparation  but  to  leave  thee : 

Like  one  that  fecks  a  doore,  I  walk  about  thee  • 
'With  thee  I  cannot  live  j  1  cannot  live  without  thee. 

£  The  world  *salab'rinrh,  whofeanfraftuouswaycs 
''      Arc  all  compos'doFrubs  and  crook'd  meanders  : 
No  rcfling  here  j   He's  hurried  back  that  ftayes 
A  thought  5  and  he  that  goes  unguided  wanders  J 
Her  way  is  dark,  her  path  untrod  >  uneven  j 
5o  hard 's  the  way  from  earth  3  fo  hard's  the  way  to  Heay'n. 

4 
This  gyring  lab'rinth  is  betrench'd  about 

On  either  hand  with  ftreams  offulph'rous  fire, 
l^treamsclofely  Aiding,  erring  in  and  out. 
Bur  feeming  pleafintto  the  fond  dcfcrier  j 

Where  it  his  footfteps  truft  their  own  invention, 
He  falls  withoac  redrefTs)  and  (inks  withouc  dimenrion. 

V/hcic 


19+ 


Emhli 


ernes. 


Book 


Where  (hall  I  feek  a  Guide  %  wnere  fhall  I  meet 
Some  lucky  hand  to  lead  my  trembling  paces  > 
Wnat  trufty  Lantern  will  dired  my  feet     ' 

To  fcape  the  danger  ofthefe  dangerous  places  ? 
What  hopes  have  I  to  pnfle  without  a  Guide? 
Where  one  getsfafely  through,  a  thoufand  fall  befide. 

6 
An  unrequeftcd  Starre  did  gently  flide 

Before  the  Wifc-mcn  to  a  greater  Light ; 
Back  Aiding Ifi'el  found  a  double  Guide  5 
A  pillar,  and  a  Cloud  j  by  day,  by  night : 
Yet  in  my  defp'rate  dangers,  whica  be  farre 
More  great  then  theirs,  I  have  not  Pillar,  Cloud,nor  Stam 

I 

O  that  the  pineons  of  a  clipping  Dove 

Would  cut  my  paffage  through  the  emptie  Aire  ; 
Mine  eyes  being  fecid,  how  would  I  mount  above 
The  reach  of  danger  and  forsotten  care  .' 

My  backward  eyes  fhould  nev'r  commit  that  fault, 
Whofe  lading  guile  Ihould  build  a  monument  of  Salt. 

% 
Great  God  that  art  the  flowing  spring  of  Light> 

Enrich  mine  eyes  with  thy  refulgent  Ray  ; 
Thou  art  my  Path  j  c!irecl  my  fteps  aright  j 
I  have  no  other  Light,  no  other  Way  ; 
ril  truft  my  God,  and  him  alone  purfue  j 
His  Law  fhill  be  my  Path  5  his  Heav'nly  Light  my  Clue. 


S.  August* 


;iook  4.  Emhlemes  195 

S.  August    Soliloqu.  cap.  4. 

10  "Lori )  w/jo  a«  //jf  L/^k  ,  tfef  lF<ry  ,  the  Tmtl? ,  //>e  Li/f ; 
n  whom  there  is  no  darknelie ,  errour  ,  yfinitie  nor  death  :  The 
U<'ht  ,  without  Tph^ch  there  ii  dirknejje  ;  The  Way-,  tt^iihout 
vhich  there  IS  wandering i  The  Tyuth  ^  without  which  there 
i  errour  j  TAe  "Life  >  without  which  there  is  death  :  Say.,  Lord  , 
^et  there  be  light ,  and  I  ihallfee  Light ,  and  efchew  darknejje  j 
fhallfee  the  Way  ,  and  ayoii  wander i<:g  ;  T  shall  fee  the  Truth  , 
mdfhiiu  errour  j  I  shall  fee  Lije  ,  and  efcnpe  death  :  JHuminate , 
» illuminate  my  blind  fo uL  ,  which  futeth  indarkneffe  ^  and  the 
'\iddow  of  death  ;   and  c.ireH my  feet  m  the  way  of  peace. 


E  P  I  G.   2. 
Pilgrime,  trudge  on  :    What  rrakcs  thy  foul  complain 
Ciownes  thy  complaint.  Tiiewa/  toreftispain: 
The  road  to  rcfolution  lies  by  doubt ; 
f  he  next  way  home's  the  faithe.t  way  about. 


196 


Emhlemes. 


Book  ^ 


III. 


^tajr  myj'}c:jfj?f  m  thy  ?athes  rhac 
myjc^c  do  not  flide.  ?s.jy.  $. 


1  Book  4.  Emblemes,   ,  201 

IV. 

Psalm  119. 126. 

My  flefti  trembleth  for  fear  of  thee  ^   and  I 
am  afraid  of  thy  judgements . 

f  Et  others  boaft  of  luck,  and  goe  their  waies 

With  their  fair  game;  know  vengeance  feldome  played 

To  be  too  forward,    but  doth  wifely  frame 
I  Her  backward  Tables  for  an  after-game  : 

She'givcb  thee  leave  to  venture  many  a  blot } 
,  And,  for  l)cr  own  advantage,  hits  thee  act; 

l^ut  when  her  pointed  Tables  are  made  fait  > 
'  That  fhe  be  ready  for  thee,  then  beware  5 
'  Then,  it  a  neccllaty  blot  be  fet , 
;  She  hit«  thee  3  wins  the  Game  5  perchance  the  fet : 

If  prcfi)'tous  chances  make  thy  cafting  high, 

fee-  wi  ,'ciy  template  j    caft  a  ferious  eye 

On  alter  dan^^frs  .    and  keep  b^ack  thy  game  j 

Too  forward  {^czd  times  make  thy  haryeft  lame  : 

If  left  hand  Fortune  2've  thee  left-hand  chances  j 

Be  wilely  patient,    let  no  envious  glances 

Repine  to  vievv  thy  gamefters  heap  fo  fair  ; 

*r  e  hindinoft  Hound  tskcs  oft  the  doubling  Hare. 

The  vvorld>  great  i"  ice  are  falfe  3   fometimcs  they  goe 

Extienselv  his^h,  iometimes  ekrrcmely  low  : 

Of  a'i  her  e•^'I'■.eftcr^  he  that  plaves  the  leaH: 

l.ivts  moft  ar  t-ale.  piaves  ir  oil  lecure  and  beft  : 

'i^hcwsy  to  win,  [<  to  ulay  fair,  and  iweat 

Ti.v  fc;f  a  itryant  to  the  Ciown  of  fear  : 

O  JFear 


202  Emhlemes.  Book  4. 

Peat  is  the  Primmer  of  a  Gamefters  skill : 
Who  fears  not  Bad  ftands  moft  unarm'd  to  III : 
The  III  that 's  wifely  fcat'd ,  is  half  withftood  > 
And  fear  of  Bad  is  thcbcft  foylto  Good  : 
True  Fear  's  tb'  ElixaVy  which  in  daics  of  old 
TurnM  leaden  CrofTes  into  Crowns  of  Gold  : 
Ti\e  World 's  the  Tables  j  Stakes,  Eternall  life  ; 
TheGarrcffcrs,  Heav'nand  1  ;  Unequallftrife  ! 
My  Fortunes  are  my  Dice,  whereby  I  frame 
My  indifpofed  Life  -.  this  Life 's  the  Game  j 
My  finnes  are  fkv'taJl  Blots  ;  the  Lookers  on 
AjfeAngek;  and  mdeath  the  Game  is  done: 
Lord,  I'm  a  BungUr,  and  n  y  Game  doth  grow 
Still  more  and  more  unlliap'd  i  my  Dice  run  low  : 
The  Stakes  are  great,   my  careleffc  Blots  are  majiy  j 
And  yet  thou  paffeft  I  y>nnd  hitft  not  any  : 
Thou  art  too  ftrong  ;  and  I  have  none  to  guide  mc 
With  the  leaft  jog,  the  lookers  on  deride  me  : 
It  is  a  Conqueft  undcferving  Thee, 
To  win  a  Stake  from  fuch  a  Worm  as  me  : 
I  have  nomoretolofe  ;  If  we  perfever , 
*Tis  loft  ;  snd  that  once  loft  I'm  loft  for  ever. 
Lord ,  wink  at  faults,  and  be  not  too  fevere  , 
And  I  will  play  my  Game  with  greater  fear ; 
O  give  me  Fear,  ere  Fear  has  paft  her  date  : 
Whofc  blot  being  hitjtben  fears,  fears  then  too  late. 


S.  B  E  F  Nf. 


Book  4.  Emhlemes,  %o'i 

S.  B  E  1?  N,  Ser.  54.  in  Cant. 
There  is  nothing  fo  effeHuaUto  obtain  Grace  ,  lo  retain  Craefy 
dnd  to  regain  Grace ,  asalwayes  to  he  found  before  God  not  o^er^ 
tpife ,  hut  to  fear  :  Happy  art  thou  if  thy  heart  be  replenished 
with  three  fears ;  a  fear  for  receipted  Gr^ce,  a  greater  fearfot 
loft  Grace ,  a^eateflfeat  to  reoyer  Grace. 

S.  August,  fupcr  Pfalm. 
^   Frefent  fear  hegetteth  Eternall  fecuritie :   £ear  God  >  tfhkb 
ti  aho^e  aS  >  and  n9  need  to  fear  man  at  4/?» 


lord,  fhall  we  grumble  when  thy  flamesdo  fcourgc  luS 
Our  finnes  breathe  fire  5  that  fire  returns  to  purge  us. 
Lord,  what  an  Alchymift  art  thou,  whofe  skill 
Tranfmute?  to  perfect  Good  from  pcrfeft  ill  1 

O  2 


204 


lE.mhlemes. 


Book  4 


V. 


T^^mc  atvc^  wyne  eyes  IscLSt  thayhehbli' 


Book  4.  Ewblemes,  205 

V. 

PS  ALM    119.  37. 

Turn  a*^ay  mine  ejes  from  regarding  vanhte^ 

I 

UOwliketothredsofflax 

That  touch  the  flame,  are  my  inflam'd  dcfires  ? 

How  like  to  yielding  wax 
My  foul  diflblves  before  thefe  wanton  fires  ! 

The  fire,  buttouch'd,  the  flamebut  felt. 

Like  flax,  I  burn  5  like  wax,  I  melt. 

2 

O  how  this  flefh  doth  draw 
Myfftter'dfoulto  that  deceitfull  fire! 

And  how  tb'  eternall  Law 
Is  baffled  by  the  law  of  my  defirc  ^ 

How  truly  bad,  how  iecming  good 

Are  all  the  laws  of  flefh  and  bloud  i 

O  wretchedftate  ofmen  ,  •    • 

The  height  of  whofe  ambition  is  toborrow 

What  ir.uft  be  paid  agen 
With  griping  int'reft  of  the  next  daics  forrow  ! 

How  wild  his  thoughts.'  How  apt  to  range  ! 

How  apt  to  vary  !  Apt  to  change  I 

4 
How  intricate  and  nice 
Is  mans  perplexed  way  to  mans  dcfirc  i 

Sometimes  upon  the  ice 
He  flips  and  fometimes  falls  into  the  fire  ; 
His  progrefTe  is  extreme  and  bold  , 
Or  very  hot,  or  very  cold. 

O  J  The 


its  EmbUmes^  Book. 

The  common  food  he  dom 
Suftain  his  foul-tormenting  thoughts  withall, 

Is hoaey  inbis mouth  '. 

To  night,  and  in  his  heart,  to  morroW)  gall ; 

*T  is  oftentimes,  within  an  home , 

Both  very  fweet  and  very  fowte^ 

If  fweet  Corinn4  fmile  , 
A  Heaven  of  joy  breaks  down  into  his  heart  : 

Cmnnci  frowns  awhile  r 
Hels  torments  are  but  copies  o^his  fmait : 

Within  a  luftfuli  heart  doth  dwell 

A  feeming  Heav'n,  a  very  H  ell. 

7 
Thus  worthicfle,  yain,  and  void 

Of  comfort,  are  the  fruits  of  earths  imployment/ 

Whicf)  ere  they  be  enjoy'd 
Biftra£l  us,  and  deftroy  us  in  th'  enjoyment  5 

Thefe  be  the  pleafurcs  that  are  priz'd 

When  Hcav'ns  cheap  pen  worth  ftands  defpis'd. 

8 

Lord;  quench  thefe  haftie  flafiies , 
Which  dart  as  lightning  from  the  thund'ring  skies, 

And  ev*iy  minute,  daihes 
Againft  the  wanton  windows  of  mine  eyes  : 

Lord,  clofe  the  cafement,  whilft  I  ftand 

Behind  the  curtain  of  thy  hand. 


S.  August 


Book  4.  Embkma.  2.0J 

S.    August.  Soliloqu.  cap.  4. 

0  thou  Sun  thit  illuminateth  both  Heaven  and  Earth  !  Wo  be  un- 
to thofe  eyes  which  do  not  behold  thee  :  Wo  be  unto  thofe  blind  eyes 
which  cannot  behold  thee :  IVo  be  unto  thofe  which  turn  away  their 
ejes  that  they  will  not  behold  thee :  IVo  be  unto  thofe  that  turna- 
jpaj  their  eyes  that  they  may  behold  ranity. 

S.  Chrys.   fup.  Match.   19. 

what  is  an  eyil  woman  but  the  enemy  of  friendship ,  an  unt- 
yoidable  pxin ,  anecejjary  mifchief,  a  naturall  tentation  ,  ade- 
fiderahle  calamity  ,  adomeflici^dunger  y  a  deledable  inconveni- 
ence and  the  nature  of  eyil  painted  oyer  with  the  colour  of  goo^. 


E  PI  G.   5. 

'T  is  vain,  great  God^  to  clofe  mine  eyes  from  ill , 
When  I  refolve  to  keep  the  old  man  ftill : 
My  rambling  heart  muft  covenant  firfl:  with  thee  > 
Or  none  can  palTe  beiwixt  mine  eye  and  me. 

O  4 


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yi. 


he^tustv  nee  atft^^etiium^.tjlet',  y,  ^ 


S-QOk  4.  Emhlcmcs,  209 


VJ. 


//"/  h.tvefot^nd  f.ivour  in  ^^jyfg'^t »   and  if  it 
pleafe  the  Kfn-7 ,    /.''/^  ray  Ufc  be  fiiven  me 

atmy  petiito}j.  ^ 

TpHou  art  the  Ctcat  ^■fwr't'^,  w'  off  coT.tr^irKi 

Doth  ftrcrcii  from  Pole  to  Fo!c  ;  the  ^voriH  's  thy  land  ; 
Rebellious rrf/77.'i's  thecorrup'^cd  will 
Whic, bein^cail'd  refuTes  to  fulfill 
Thy  jull  command  :  Eflhcr,  vvhofc  te.irs  condole 
The  razed  Ciry's  the  regen'tate  Voul  5 
'A  captive  maid,  whom  thou  Wilrplealeto  grace 
,With  nuptiall  Honour  in  ftout  T1i5/7?f\  place  : 
Her  kinfman,  whofe  unbended  knee  did  thwar-r 
Proud  Hamans  glory ,  is  th^fteftrty  part  : 
IThe  fober  Emuch,  that  recali'd  to  mind" 
(The  new  built  eibbct  (.^dWct^haddivinM 
Porhiso'.vn  ruine  )  fifty  cubits  high, 
Isluftfull-thoi'ght-controllingchaitiry  J 
Iii(ulting  Hamati  is  that  flefhly  luft  ' 

Whofe  red-,-;ot  fury  ,   for  a  fcafon,  mufl: 
Triumph  in  pride,  and  ftudy  now  to  tread 
On  Mordecay  ,  till  royali  Epher  plead. 

GreatKing,  my  fent-tor  Vashtiw'iU  not  com.;; 
O  let  t]^c  oyi  o'th  bleffed  Virgins  wom'> 
Cleaufe  my  poor  Eflher  -  look,  O  look  upon  her 
With  gracious  eyes ;   and  let  thy  Beam  ol  iiopour 
So  fcoure  net  captive  ftains ,   that  fhe  may  prove 
Aholy  Objed  ofcny  Heay'nly  love  : 

Annotiit 


2 1  o  Emhlemes.  B  ook 

Annoint  her  w^ith  the  Spiknard  of  thy  graces, 
Taen  try  t  he  fweetneffe  of  her  chad  embraces : 
Make  her  the  partner  of  thy  nuptiall  bed  , 
And  fet  thy  royall  Crown  upon  her  head  : 
If  then  ambitious  Ham  m  chance  to  fpend 
His  fpleen  on  Mordecxyy  that  fcorns  to  bend 
The  wilfull  ftifFnefTe  of  his  ftubborn  knee. 
Or  bafcJy  crouch  to  any  Lord  but  thee  5 
If  weeping  EfJher  fhould  preferre  a  gtone 
Before  the  high  tribunal  Throne  , 
Hold  forth  thy  golden  Sceptre,  and  afford 
The  gentle  audience  of  a  gracious  Lord : 
And  let  thy  royall  Eflher  be  poflcft 
Of  half  thy  Kingdome,  at  her  dear  requefl : 
Curb  luftfull  Hamin ;   him  thar  would  difgracc  % 
Nay,  ravifti  thy  fair  Queen  before  thy  face  : 
And  as  proud  Hamctn  was  himfelf  enfnat*d 
On  that  felf  gibber,  that  himfelf  prepared  j 
So  nail  my  luft,  both  puniihment  and  guilt 
On  that  dear  crofTe  that  mine  own  lufls  have  builc. 


S.  August. 


Book  4.  Emblemes.  2.11 

S  Au  G  u  s  T.   inEp. 

0  holy  fpirit ,    altvdes  infpire  me  with  holy  jvorks ;   ConflrMtt 

m.thatlmiydo  :  Counfel  mt,  that  I  way  loye  thee  i  Confirm 

fne  that  I  may  hold  thee  5  conferve  me ,  thit  I  may  not  lofe  theCm 

S.  A  UGU  ST.  fup.  Joan. 

The  fpirit  rufts  where  the  flesh  refleth:     For  di  the  flesh  is 

nourished  withfweet  things ,   the  Spirit  is  refreshd  withfowre,     , 

Ibidem. 
Woitldefi  then  ih^rt  thy  flesh  obey  thy  fpirit  t    Then  let  thy 
fpirit  obey  thy  Cod  :   Thou  mnflhe  goyeymd,    thit  thgit  maiji 
gqyern. 


Epig.  6. 
t)i  Mercy  and  Juftice  is  thy  Kingdome  built  s 
This  plagues  my  fin  ;  and  that  removcsmy  guilt : 

When  crcl  fue  ,  v^yS^er/w  like  decline 

Thy  Sceptre  i  Lordj  fay.  Half  my  Kingdome  '5  thine. 


212 


Emblemes, 


Book  4, 


VII. 


Cnie  ir^lfelpv^l^  let  vs^ejvrti  into  ih  ^  ^  - 
jieUSf  let  -KT  rtmmne.  pvj^  vtlU^ff.  Cant.  a;. 


3ook.  4.  Lmhlcmcs.  213 


VII. 


Can  t  icLEs.    7.  11. 

Co  me ,  my  beloved »  let  us  go  forth  into  the 
'    fields^  and  let  us  remain  in  the  villages. 

I 

Chrifl.  Soul. 

ckr.    /^Ome,  come  my  dear,  and  let  us  both  retire' 
And  whifFthe  dainties  of  the  fragrant  fields  : 
Where  warbling  TbiVmel  and  the  IhriTl  mouth'd  quire 
Chaunt  forth  their  raptures;  where  the  Turtle  builds 
Herlonely  ncft  5  and  where  the  newborn  bryei 
Ereaths  forth  the  fweetnefle  that  her  Aprill  yields : 
Come,  come  my  lovely  fair,  and  let  us  trie 
Thefe  lurall  delicates  •  where  thou  and  I 
May  melt  in  private  flames,  and  fear  no  ftandcr  by 


Soul.  My  hearts  eternall  joy,  inlieu  of  whom 

The  earth's  a  blaft,  and  all  the  world  a  bubble^ 
Our  Citie-manfion  is  the  faireft  home , 

Eut  Countrey-fweetsaretang'd  with  leiTer  trouble: 
Let's  try  them  both,  and  chufc  the  better  5  come  ; 
A  change  in  pleafure  makes  the  pleafure  double  : 
On  thy  Commands  depends  nrygoejortarric  5 
I'll  ftirre  with  Martha,  or  1*11  ftay  with  Mary  :   ^ 
Our  hearts  are  firmly  fixt)  airhougb  our  pleafures  varic. 

chr. 


214*  Emblemes,  Book 

5 

thr.  Out  Countrey  manfion  (  fituate  on  high  ) 

With  various  Objects,  ftiJl  renews  delight ; 
Her  arched  roof's  of  imftain'd  Ivory  : 

Her  wall 's  of  fiery-fparkling  Chryfolitc  ; 
Her  pavement  is  of  hardeft  Porphcry  j 

Hci  fpacious  windows  are  all  glaz*d  with  bright 
And  flaming  Carbuncles;  no  need  require  j 
Titans  faint  rayes ,  or  Vukans  feeble  fire  ; 
And  cv'ry  CSatc  *s  a  Pearl  j  and  cv'ry  Pearl,  entire, 

4 
Soul.  Fool  that  I  was !  how  were  my  tlioughts  dccciv'd 
How  falfely  was  my  fond  conceit  polTefl: ! 
I  took  it  for  an  Hermitage, but  pav'd 

And  daub*d  with  ncighb'ring  Jirt,  &  thachtat  beft  | 
Alas,  I  nev'r  expelled  more,  nor  crav'd  j 
A  Turtle  hop'd  but  for  a  Turtles  neft  : 

Come,  come,  my  dear,  and  let  no  idle  flay 
Ncgle£t  th' advantage  of  the  head-ftrongday  ; 
Howplcafuie  grates  that  feels  the  curb  of  dull  delay ! 

5 

Chr.  Come  then,  try  Joy  J  let  our  divided  paces 
Conduft  us  toourfaireft  territory; 
Othfre  we'll  twine  our  fouls  in  fwcet  embraces; 
Souh     And  in  thine  arms  I'll  tell  niv  paflion  flory: 
chr,  O  there  I'll  crown  thy  head  with  all  my  graces; 
Soul.      And  all  thofe  graces  ftlall  reflea  thy  gloiy  : 
chr.  O  there  I  'il  feed  thee  with  celefliall  Manna ; 

VUbcthy  Blkanuh.   Soul.  And  I,  thy  i/^wwrf. 
rhr.VW  found  n^y  trump  of  joy.  Jo.  And  Til  rcfound  Hofanuii 

S.  Bern. 


Jook  4.  Emhlemes  2I5 

S.  Bern. 
•  hlefiei  Contemplation  I  T/^e  deatJi  of  yhes,  and  the  life  of  Vir- 
ues !  Thee  the  Law  and  Vrophets  admire :  Who  eip&r  attained 
erfeBion^  if  not  by 4he el  0  blefied  Solitude  ^  th  y^aga-^ine of 
tleftiali  treafure  !  by  thee  things  earthly  ,  and  tranfiiory  ,  are 
banged  into  Hea^fienlyt  and  Eternati. 

S.  Bern,  in  Ep. 
Happy  is  that  houfe,  and  blejjed  is  that  Congregation  ,  where 
Aartha  jitU  compUineth  of  Mary. 


£  p  r  s.  7. 

Mechanick  foul,  thou  muft  not  onely  do 
With  Munha  j  but,  with  Mary  ,  ponder  too  : 
Happy 's  that  houfe  where  thefe  fair  fifters  vary  j 
Butmoft,  when  Marthxh  reconcile  xoMary. 


21  6 


f .! 


Emv.  mes. 


Bool; 


\ 


7  T   1  T 

i.     k    k  . 


T>rarp  mc;  rvc  will  run  after  thrr  bccaujc 
of  the  faiiour  ofthirqood  oirnhncnty. 

(ant.-j^  Wtll.-fimpJhn.Jculjf : 


Book.  4,  EmbUmes.  iif 


VIIL 


Canticles,    i,  3. 
•         ■  '1 

t>ral»  me  :,  l^ei^  ill  folloi^  after  thee  by  thefi^ 

vour  of  thy  good  Ointments, 

Hus  like  a  lump  of  the  corrupted  Maffc , 

Ilicfccure,    Jongloft  before  I  was: 

And  like  a  block,  beneath  whofe  burden  lies 

That  undifcovet'd  worm  that  never  dies, 
1  have  no  will  to  roufe,  1  have  no  power  to  rife- 
Can  ftinking  Lazarus  compound  or  ftrive 
With  deaths  entangling  fetters,  and  revive  I 

Or  can  the  water-buried  >^xe  implore 

A  hand  to  raife  it ,  or  it  fclf  reftore  > 
And  from  her  fandy  deeps  approch  the  dry-foot  fhore  f 

So  hard  's  the  task  for  finfull  flefti  and  bloud 
To  lend  the  fmalleft  ftep  to  what  is  good. 

My  God,  I  cannot  move  the  lead  degree. 

Ah  I   If  but  onely  thofe  that  aftive  be , 
Kone  ftiould  thy  glory  fec^  noneihould  thy  glory  fcCo 

But  ifthe  Potter  pleafe  t'  inform  the  clay  ^ 
Or  fomeftrong  hand  remove  the  block  away: 
Their  lowly  fortunes  foon  are  mounted  higher  ^ 
That  proves  a  veflel,  which  before  was  mire ; 
And  this  being  hewn,  may  fcrve  for  better  ufe  then  fire.     . 


ti%  ^mhlemes.  Book  4., 

And  if  that  life-rcftoring  voice  command 
Dead  L<i^*r«i  forth  j  or  that  great  Prophets  ha  nd 

Should  charm  the  fullcn  waters,  and  begin 

Tobcckcn,  ortodart  aftickbut  in, 
Bead  La^'rus  muft  revive>  and  th'  ^xe  muft  float  again. 

LofdjasIam,lhavcnopow'r  at  all 
Tohearethy  voyce,  or  echo  to  thy  call; 

The  gloonny  Clouds  of  mine  own  guilt  benight  mc  ; 

Thy  glorious  beams,  nor  dainty  fweets  invite  me  j 
They  neither  can  dircd  j  nor  thcfe  at  all  delight  mc. 

Sec  how  my  fin-bemanglcd  body  lies , 
Not  having  pow'rto  will,  nor  will  to  ti(«! 

Shine  home  upontliy  Creature.'and  infpirc 

My  livelcfTe  will  with  thy  regenerate  fire  j 
The  fiift  degree  to  do,  is  oncly  tp^drciirc. 

Give  me  the  pow'r  to  will,  the  will  lo  do  j 
O  raife  me  up,  and  I  wiU  ftrive  to  goe  : 

Draw  me,  O  draw  me  with  thy  treble  twiftf 

That  hav?  no  pc«v'r  but  merely  to  refift  ; 
O  lend  mc  flrength  to  do ,  and  then  command  thy  lift^ 

My  Soul's  a  Clock,  whofe  wheels  f  for  want  ofufe 

And  winding  up,  bting  fubjc<^  to  th'abufe 
Of  ea  ing  ruil  j  wants  vigour  to  fulfill 
He-  twelve  houres  task,  and  (hew  her  makers  skill  , 

But  idly  fleeps  unmov'd,  and  ftandcth  vainly  ftili. 

';  ',V; 

Great  God^itis  thy  work  :  and  t;  ereforegood. 
If  thou  be  pleas'd  toclenieit  with  thy  blood, 

And  wind  it  up  with  thy  ioul-moving  keyes  ,  ; 

Her  bufic  wheels  ftial  1  ferve  thee  Al  her  dayes  ; 
Her  hand  Ihall  poim  ihy  pow*i,her  hammer  ftrike  thy  praife 

S.  Bern* 


Book  4.  Emlkmes,  219 

S.  Bern.  5erm,  21.  in  Cant. 
Jjei  us  run ,  let  us  run  ,  but  in  the  fa'vour  of  thy  owtmenti , 
not  in  the  confidence  of  our  Merits,  nor  in  the  greatnefieof  our 
firength  :  jpe  truTt  to  run ,  hut  in  the  multitude  of  thy  mercies , 
for  though  we  run  and  are  billing ,  it  is  not  in  him  that  wUleth-,  not 
in  him  that  runneth  ^  but  in  Cod  that  JJ^eweth  mercy.  0  let 
thy  mercy  return-,  and  we  m^  fun  :  Thou  like  a  Cyant ,  run- 
nefl  by  thy  own  father ,  tpe^  unless  thy  Ointment  brs4tb  tt^on  us  9 
tannot  run. 


E^I<3.    8. 

"  Look  not,  my  Watch,  being  once  repair'd  to  ftand 
Expeding  aiotion  from  thy  Makers  hand. 
H'as  wound  thee  up,  andclens*d  thy  Cogs  with  bloo4: 
If  now  eby  wheels  iUnd  {till  thou  ait  not  good. 

Pi 


210 


IX. 


Book  41 


.^  ^vj  r. 


0  thac  thorv  wcrt  as  my  Brother,  that 
Sucked  the  BrcTtf  pfmi^  IJlothcr.  Cane-,  gy 


W.  rnar/TtaH  /ri-'i 


rBook  4.  Emhlemes.  221 

IX.        - 

C  AN  TICLES    8.    I. 

0  th:it  thou  lifer  t  as  my  brother  ,  that  fucked 
the  hreaTis  of  my  mother^iphen  ifhouldfind 
thee'^ithout  ^    lli>OHldkiJfethe€, 


/^Ome,  come  my  bicfled  Infant,  and  immure  thcc 
Within  the  Temple  of  my  facred  arms  5 

Secure  mine  arms,  mine  arms  Ihall  then  fecure  thec 
Prom  Herods  fury,  or  the  high-Priefts  harms  : 
Or  if  thy  danger*d  life  fuftain  a  lolTe  > 
My  folded  arms  ihall  turn  thy  dying  crofle. 

z 

But  ah,  what  (avage  Tyrant  can  behold 

The  beauty  of  fo  fvvcet  a  face  as  this  is , 
And  not  himfelf  be  by  himfclfcontroul'd. 
And  change  his  fury  to  a  thoufand  kifles  ? 

One  fmile  of  thine  is  worth  more  mines  of  treafuic 
Then  there  be  Mjriads  in  the  dayes  o^Cefar. 

3 

O5  had  the  Tetrarch,  as  he  knew  thy  birth  , 

So  known  thy  ftock,  he  had  not  fought  to  paddle 
In  thy  dear  bloud  5  but  proftrate  on  the  earth 
Had  vaild  his  Crown  before  thy  royall  Cradle, 
Andlaid  the  Scepterof  his  Glory  down. 
And  begg'd  a  Heav'nly  ^or  an  Earthly  Crown. 

P  5  Illuftiious 


22  z  Emblemed,  Book 

4 
llluftrffflus  Bab«  I  how  is  thy  handmaid  gracM 
With  a  rich  armfull '  how  deft  thou  dech'nc 
Thy  Majefty,  that  wcrt  fo  Jatc  cmbrac'd 

In  thy  great  Parhersarms,  and  now  in  tnine ! 
V    ^  How  humbly  gracious  art  thou,  to  rcfrefh 
Me  with  thy  Spirit,  and  affu me  my  flelh. 

But  muft  the  treafon  of  a  trai  tours  iRatl 

Abufe  the  fwectneffe  of  thefe  ruby  Jips  I 
Shall  marbl<f-hearted  cruelty  affail 
Thcfe  Alabafter  Cidcs-  with  knotted  whip?  ? 
And  muft  thefe  fmiling  Rofes  entertain 
The  blows  of  fcorn,  and  flurts  of  bafc  difdain  J 

Ah  1  muft  tticTe  dainty  little  fprigs  that  twine 
So  faft  about  my  neck,  be  pierc'd  and  torn 

With  ragged  nails  ?  and  muft  thefe  brows  refigne 
Their  Crown  of  Glory  for  a  crown  of  thorn? 
Ah,  n^.uft  this  blefled  Infant  taft  the  pain 

-        Of  deaths  injurious  pangs  \  nay  worfe,befl.iin  ?> 

7  ■ 
Sweet  Babe  •'  At  what  dear  rates  do  wretched  I 

Commit  a  (inne  .'  Lord,  ev'ry  Cm  's  a  dart  j 
And  ev*ry  trefpaffe  Jets  a  javelin  file  ; 

And  ev'ry  javelin  wounds  thy  bleeding  heart ; 
Pardon,  fweet  Babe,  what  1  have  done  amiffe  ^ 
And  feal'that  granted  pardon- with  a  kiffe. 


jS  0  N  A  V  EM  T, 


f 


Book  4.  Emhlemes.  22 J 

BoNAVENT.  Soliloqu.Cap.  L 
Ofweet lefu  ,  /  knetv  not  that  t'^y  kifes were  fo  fweet  >  not 
thy  fociety  fo  dele ftab ley  northy  attrafiiott  fo  'vertuoui;  For 
jphen  I  iQ-ve  thee  ,  I  am  clean ;  when  I  touch  thee  ,  /  am  chaft ; 
Jphtn  1  receiy>e  toee  t  lama  Virgin  :  0  mofl  fweet  lefu  ,  thj 
embraces  defile  nt,  hut  clean fe -y  thy  attraflion  polluteth  not  9 
tttt  /■n^ifieth  :  0  lefu ,  the  fountain  rf  uniyerfalljweetnefe  , 
far  on  me  ,  that  I  believed  folate ,  that  fc  muchfweetnefe  if  in 
thy  embraces, 


Epic'  9^ 

My  burden  's  greateft  :  Let  not  ^tlai  boafl  : 
Impartial)  Reader,  judge  which  bears  the  mod: 
He  bears  but  Heaven  ;  my  folded  arms  fuftain 
Hcav'Ms  maker,  whom  Hcay'ns  Heav*n cannot  contain. 

V  4      ■ 


1 


24 


^mhlemes. 


Book  4* 


j^t 


By  niaht  p/t  mif  hcdlfciwhthim  rvhom  trty 

Jouh  loucth  iljouqhthviit  butJfpundhm  ntc  - 
Cant:  3.J.         ^  Wll.-Jnnpjon.fcuyftt: 


Book  4,  Emblemes^  225 

X. 

Gant  icl  es  3.  I. 
tn  my  bed  by  night  I  fought  him  that  my  foul 
loveth'^    I  fought  him  ^  but  i  found  him 

not, 

TTHe  learned  Cynick ,  having  loft  the  way 

To  honeft  men, did  in  the  height  of  day. 
By  Taper-light,  divide  his  ftcps  about 
The  peopled  ftreets  to  find  this  dainty  out ; 
But  faird  :  The  Cynick  fearch'd  not  where  he  ought : 
The  thing  he  fought  for  was  not  where  he  fought. 
The  Wife-mens  task  feem'd  harder  to  be  done , 
The  Wife-men  did  by  Starre-light  feek  the  Sunnc, 
And  found ;  the  Wifc-menfearch'd  it  where  they  ought  5 
The  thing  they  hop'd  to  find  was  where  they  fought. 
One  feeks  his  wilhe?  where  he  Ihould  ;  but  then 
Perchance  Ifc  feeks  not  as  he  fhould,  nor  when. 
Another  fearches  when  he  ihould;  but  there 
He  fails ;  notleckin"  as  he  fhould,  nor  where : 

If 

Whofe  foul  defires  the  good  it  wants,  and  would 

Obtain,  muftfcek  Where,  As,  and  When  he  Ihould. 

How  often  have  my  wild  affedions  led 

My  wafted  foul  to  this  my  widdow'd  bed  ] 

To  feek  my  Lover,  whom  my  foul  defires  ! 

(  I  fpeak  not,  CufU-,  of  thy  wanton  fires  : 

Thy  fires  are  all  but  dying  (parks  to  mine  ; 

My  flamcsare  full  ofHeav'n,  and  all  Divine  ) 

How  often  have  I  fought  this  bed  by  night, 

To  find  that  greater  by  this  leflTer  light ! 

^  ^  ^  Ho^ 


2,26  Emhlemes.  Book  i 

How  oft  have  my  unwitnefl:  grones  lamented 

Thy  dearcft  ab fence  .'  Ah  how  often  vented 

The  bitter  tempefts  of  defpairing  breath , 

And  toft  my  foul  upon  the  waves  of  death  .' 

How  often  has  my  melring  heart  made  choice 

Of  filenttearsi  (tears  louder  then  a  voice) 

To  plead  my  grief,  and  woothy  abfenteare.'  || 

And  yet  thou  wilt  not  come,  thou  wilt  not  heare  : 

0  is  thy  wonted  love  become  fo  cold  ? 
Or  do  mine  eyes  not  feck  rhee  where  they  fhouldl 
Why  do  I  feek  thee,  if  thou  art  not  here  ? 
Or  find  thee  not,  if  thou  art  ev'ry  where  ? 

1  feemy  errourj    'Tis  notftrange  I  could  not 
Tind  out  my  love :  I  fought  him  where  I  Ihould  not. 
Thou  art  not  found  in  downy  beds  of  eafe  ; 
Alas, thy  mufick  (hikes  on  harder  keys  : 
Nor  art  thou  found  by  that  falfe,  feeble  light 
Of  Natures  candle  j  Our  Egyptian  night 
Is^more  then  common  datknefle  j  nor  can  we 
Expeft  a  morning>  but  what  breaks  from  thee. 
Weir  may  my  empty  bed  bewail  thy  lofTe, 
When  tnou  art  iodg'd  upon  thy  fhamefuU  crolTe  ! 
Ifthou  refufe  to  fhare  a  bed  wuh  me  , 
Well  never  part,  I'll  Ihaje  a  croflc  with  thee. 


Ansel  jx. 


Jook  4.  BmUemes  tXf 

Anselm,  inProtolog.  cap.  t. 
'Lw^ ,  if  thou  Art  not  prefent ,  where  fhaU  Ije^k  thee  ahfent } 
Jf  eyery  jphere  ,  jrh^  do  Jnjtfee  thee  prefent?  Thou  drveUeflin 
light  inacejiible  i  and  where  is  that  maccesfihle  light  ?  Or  how 
fhall  1  ha-re  accejfe  to  light  inaccesfihle}  J  befeech  thee  ,  Lord, 
teach  me  lofeekthee,  and  (hew  thy  felfto  thefpel^r',  hecatije  I 
(an  neither  jtektlee ,  unUfie  thou  teach  me  y  nor  fnd  thee  y  un- 
leije  thou  ihew  thy  [elf  io  me :  Let  me  fee  k  thee  ,  in  de firing  thee, 
dnd  defire  thee  in  feeking  thee  5  J^et  me  find  thee  in  loyingthee  , 
Und  loye  thee  m  finding  thee. 


EP  1  G.   10.  ^ 

Where  fhouldft  tliou  feekfor  reft; but  in  thy  bfcl  ? 
£utnow  thy  reft  is  gone,  thy  reft  is  fled  : 
*T  is  vain  to  feek  him  there  :  My  foul  be  wife  j 
Go  ask  thy  finnes  5  they  *J]  tell  thee  where  he  lies. 


2ZS 


Emhlcmes, 


Book  4 


XI. 


j-  Jmllrije  ncm  c^^of  abcu/  ihe  c^ic  in  f/ic . 
Siree^yf  cr  m  ^e  hr:)iU n*at/ej  'Jiviil. ^eel{€ 
hun  iv/7cm  mi/"  S^ule  hudh  {Tj^^uchv  hun 

luf  J'fcu/J^htm not  ■  Qnt  3  -  i-  io'''  ^rfn/'fcK,,' 


Book  4.  Emhlemes.  22^ 

.       XI. 

Cant  i  cles   5.2. 

IH'illrife  y  and goe  About  the  City  ^  and  Infill 
feck  him  that  my  foul  lovetk :  I  fought  htm^ 
hut  I  found  him  not. 

I 

jr\  Hovv  my  difappcintcd  foul's  pcrplext  ({ 

How  rcftlcfle  thoughts  fwarm  in  my  troubled  brc    * 
Kow  vainly  picas' d  with  hopes,  then  croflTely  vcxt 
With  fears !  and  how  betwixt  them  both  diftrcft  J 
Whcit  place  is  left  unranfackM  \  Oh,  where  next 
Shall  Igoc  fcekthe  Authour  cfrry  reft  J 
Of  what  blcft  Angel  Ihall  my  lips  enquire 
The  uhdifcov^p'd  way  to  that  entire 
And  evcrlafting   folacc  of  my  hearts  cicfirc? 

2 

Look  how  the  ftricken  Hart  that  wounded  flies 

Ov'r  hills  and  dales,  and  feeks  the  lower  grounds 
lor  rurining  ftreams,  the  whilft  his  weeping  eyes 
Beg  filent  mercy  from  the  following  Houndes ; 
At  length,  emboft)  he  droops,  drops  down  and  lies 
Beneath  the  burden  of  his  bleeding  wounds: 
Ev'n  fomy  gafping  foul,  diflolv'd  in  tears, 
Dothfcarch  for  thee,  my  God,  whofedeafned  ears 
Leave  me  th'  URranfom'd  Piifncr  to  my  panick  fears. 

Where 


Ho  Emhlemes,  Book  4. 

i 

W.icce  have  my  bufie  eyes  not  pry*d  >  O  where , 

Of  whom  harh  nor  my  c'lredbare  tongue  demanded  j 
Ifearch'd  this  glorious  City  ;   he*s  not  here  ; 

I  fought  the  Country;  (he  ftands  empty  handed  j 
I  fearchM  the  Court ;  he  is  a  ftranger  there  : 

I  ask*d  the  land  ;  he 's  Ihip  p'd  ;  the  fea  ,    he 's  landed  ; 
I  climb'd  the  air,  my  thoughts  began  t'  afpirc  5 
But  ah  ;  the  wings  of  my  too  bold  defire  , 
Soaring  too  near  the  S  unne,  were  fing'd  with  (acred  iirCc 

4 
I  movM  the  Merchants  eare ;  alas  but  he 

Knew  neither  what  I  faid,  nor  what  to  (ay : 
laskM  theLawycr  J  he  demans  a  fee, 

And  then  demurrs  me  with  a  vain  delay  : 
laskM  tLe  Schoolman  j  his  advice  was  free. 
But  fcorM  me  out  too  intricate  a  way  : 

I  ask'd  the  Watch-man  fbeft  of  all  the  foute  ) 
Whofe  gentle  anfwer  could  refolve  no  more  a 
But  that  he  lately  left  him  at  the  Temple  doore. 

5 

Thus  having  fought,  and  made  my  great  inqueft 

In  ev'ry  place  ,  and  fearchM  in  ev*ry  car  : 
I  threw  me  on  my  bed :  but  ah  !  my  reft 

Was  poyfon'd  with  th'  extremes  of  grief  and  fear  9 
Where  looking  down  into  my  troubled  breaft , 
The  Magazine  of  wounds,  I  found  him  there : 
Let  others  hunt,  and  (hew  their  fportfull  Art ; 
I  wifh  to  catch  the  Hare  before  Ihe  (lart , 
As  Poichers  ufc  to  do  5  Hcayns  form  *$  a  troubled  heart. 


$•  A  M  B  R  o  s. 


3ook  4.  Emhkmts.  231 

S.  Am  BEOS.  lib.  j.dcVirg. 

chn^  is  not  in  the  market ,  not  m  the  flreets  :  For  Chi  ft  is 
^eace  ,  in  the  market  are  ftrtfes:  Chrift  is  luftice  ,  in  themar- 
Ut  is  iniquity  :  Chrift  is  a  Labourer  ,  in  the  market  is  idienefe  : 
:hriftts  C-arity-,  in  the  market  is  ftander  :  chrift  is  Faiths  in 
he  market  is  fraud:  Let  us  not  therefore  fee  k  Chrift  y  where  we 
tnmtfnd  Chrift. 

S    H  r  E  R  o  N.   Ep.  22.adE'-iftoch. 

lefus  is  jealous  :  He  will  not  ha-^e  thy  fate  feen  :  Let  foolish 
'^tr^ins  ramble  uhroad ,  feek  thou  thy  Loye  at  home. 


EP  I  G.    II. 

Vhat  loft  thy  love  ?  will  neither  bed  nor  board 
Uceive  him  J  Not  by  tears  to  be  implor'd  f 
tis  the  Ship  thaj  moves,  and  notthcCoaftj 
fear;  I  fear>  wy  foul)  'tis  thou  axe  loft. 


^3^ 


Emhlemes. 


Book  4 


XII. 


Book  4.  Emblemes^  23 1 

XII. 

Canticles  3*  3. 

'{Ave  you  feen  htm  ivhom  my  foul  loveth  ? 

,   When  I  had  paftalitth  from  them,  then  [ 

found  him  .,1  took  hold  on  hmh  &left  htm  not  a 

XrHatfecret  corner?  what  unwonted  way 

Has  fcapM  the  ranfack  of  my  rambling  thought  j 
"he  Fox  by  night,  nor  the  dull  Owl  by  day. 
Have  never  learch'd  thofe  places  I  have  fought, 
Whilft  thy  lamented  abfcnce  taught  my  breaft 
The  ready  road  to  grief,  without  requeft  ; 
ly  day  had  neither  comfort,  not  my  night  had  reft. 

2 
[qw  hath  my  unregarded  language  vented 
The  fad  tautologies  of  layim  palTion  ? 
.'ow  often  have  I  languifh'd  unlarncnted  I 
/How  oft  have  I  complain*d  without  compalTIdn! 
^     I  ask't  the  Citie- watch,  but  fome  denyM  mej 

The  common  ftreet,  whilft  others  would  mifguidc  me* 
ome  would  debar  me ;  fome,  divert  mc  -,  fomc,QCiide  mc, 

lark  how  the  widow'dTurtle^  having  loft 
Thcfaithfull  partner  of  her  loyallheart> 
tretches  her  feeble  wings  from  coaft  to  coaft  > 
Haunts  ev'ry  path  j   thinks  cv'ry  Ihade  doth  part 
Her  abfcnt  Love,  and  her  ^  at  length  unfped. 
She  rebetakes  her  tohcr  lonely  bed, 
md  there  bewails  her  eyerlafting  widow-head : 

(L  S3 


2  34  Enihlemes.  Book,  i 

4 
So  when  my  foul  had  progtcft  ev*ry  place  , 

That  love  and  dear  afF^dion  could  contrive  j 
I  threw  me  on  my  couch  ,  refolvM  t'  embrace 
A  death  for  him,  in  whom  I  ceasM  to  live  : 
But  there  injurious  Hymen  did  prefent 
His  lanskip  joycs  5  my  pickled  eyes  did  vent 
lull  ftrcams  of  briny  tears>  tears  never  to  be  fpent. 

5 

VVhilft  thus  my  forrow  wafting  foul  was  feeding 

Upon  the  rad'call  hum.ourof  her  thought , 
Ev'nwhilft  mine  eyes  were  blind,  and  heart  was  blcedin 
He  that  was  fought,  unfound,  was  found  unfought. 
As  if  the  Sunfhould  dart  his  orbe  of  light 
Into  the  fecrets  of  ihe  black  brow'd  night : 
Ey'n  fo  appeatM  my  Love)  my  fole>  my  fouls  delight. 

6 
O  how  mine  eyes  now  ravifh'd  at  the  fight 

Of  my  bright  Sun  (hot  flames  of  equall  fire  ! 
Ah  [  how  my  foul  dillolv'd  with  ov'r-dclight , 
To  re- enjoy  the  Crownof  chafl  defire.' 
How  fov'reigne  joy  depos'd  snd  difpcfTtd 
Rebellious  grief-'  And  hown^y  ravifh'd  breafl- — 
But  who  can  prelfe  thofe  heights,  ihat  cannot  be  cxpref 

7 
O  how  thefe  arms>  thefe  greedy  arms  did  twine, 

And  ftrongly  twift  about  his  yielding  waft" ! 
The  fappy  branches  of  the  Thefpian  Vine 
Ncv'r  cling'd  their  leffe  beloved  Elm  fo  faft  ; 

Boaft  not  thy  flames,  blind  boyj  nor  feathered  fhot 
Let  Hymens  eaiie  iharles  be  quite  forgot : , . 
Time  caniiot  quench  out  fires^nor  death  d^\^Q\^t  our  kr 


Ok 


Book  4.  Emblemed,  235 

O  R  I  G.    Horn.  I  o.  in  diverf. 

0  wo/?  holy  Lord ,  ani  fweeteft  Mafter ,  hotp  good  art  thou  to 
thofe  that  are  of  upright  heart  >  (^.nd  h  tumble  fpirit  !  Ohom  hlef- 
fedare  they  that  fesk  thee  with  a  fimple  heaytf  How  happy  that 
truflmthee!  It  is  a  moll  certain  truth  ,  that  thou  loyefi  all  that 
love  thee ,  and  nei^erforfak^ft  thofe  that  trujl  in  thee  :  For  behold 
thy  Loye  fimply  foftght  thee  y  and  undoubtedly  fotmd  thee  :  She 
truftedin^thee,  and  is  not  forfaken  of  thee ,  hut  hath  obtained 
wore  by  thee  i  then  JJieexpeM  from  thee. 

BEBAincap*  3. Cant. 

The  longer  I  was  in  finding  iphont  I  fought  y  the  more  e.nnefily 
I  held  him  being  found. 


/ 


What?  foundhimout?  let  ftrongcmbiaccs  bind  him  j 
He'll  flic  perchance  where  tears  can  never  find  him. 
New  finnes  will  lofe  what  old  repentance  gains ; 
Wifcdomc  not  oncly  gets,  but  got  retains* 


2^6 


Emblemes, 


Book  4, 


XIII. 


Ji 


I  u  ^oodror  m:  io  draw  ncarc  ioirLord 
.'  Jhauc  put  r/ur  trils}  mir  Lord  God- 


J^j-:^s-^^e 


i  .ook.  4.  Emhkmes.  237 

XIII. 

Psalm    72.  28. 

t  ts  good  for  7ne  to  dniYo  7iei^Y  to  God\    I  have 
put  my  truji  in  the  Lord  God, 

y\7Here  is  that  Good,  which  wife-rr en  plcafe  tocall 

The  chiefcft  r  !:oth  there  any  fuch  befall 
/ithin  mans  reach  -  Oris  there  fuch  a  Good  at  all  J 

If  fuch  there  be,  it  neither  muft  expire. 
Nor  change  3  then  which  there  can  be  nothing  higher  : 
uch  Good  mufl  be  the  utter  point  of  mans  d^fite. 


It  is  the  Mark,  to  which  all  hearts  muft  tend  i 
Can  bedejired  for  no  other  end  , 
!*hcn  for  it  fclf  ,  which  all  oti.er  goods  depend. 

What  may  this  Excellent  be  ?  doth  it  fubfift 
A  real!  Effcaccjcloudcd  in  the  midd 
)f  curious  AtTj  or  clear  to  ev'ry  eye  that  lift  ? 

Or  is't  a  tart  Idea,  to  procure 
An  edge,  and  keep  the  pradick  foul  in  ure , 
jke  that  dear  Cnymick  dddj  or  puzzling  Quadrature  I 

Where  fhall  I  fcek  this  ?  where  Ihall  I  find 
This  Cath*iick  pleafure  ,  whofe  extreams  may  bind 
Ay  thoughts,  and  fill  ihe  gulf  of  my  infatiate  mind  } 

Lies  it  in  Treafure  /  In  full  heaps  untold  ? 
I    Doth  gowty  W^wmjwj  griping  hand  infold 
This  fecret  Saint  in  facred  ihrines  of  fov'reignegold/ 

0^3  No 


23 S  EmhUmes.  Book  4 

No,  no  5  ftic  lies  not  there ;  wealth  often  fowrs 
In  keeping  j  makes  us  hers,  in  feemino  ours  5 
She  Hides  ftonfi  Heav'n  indeed,  but  not  in  Dumcs  fhowrs. 

Lives  ftie  in  honour  f  no.   The  reyall  Crown 
Builds  up  a  creature?  and  then  batters  down  : 
Kings  laife  thee  with  a  fmile,  and  raze  the  with  a  frown. 

Inpleafure?  no.  Pleafu re  begins  in  rage  j 
A  As  the  fools  part  on  earths  uncertain  ftage  j 
Begins  the  Play  in  youth,  and  Epilogues  in  age. 

Thefe,  thefearebaftardgood?;  thcbeft  of  thefc 
Torment  the  foul  with  plcafing  it,  and  pleafc. 
Like  water  gulp'd  in  fevers,  with  deccitfull  cafe. 

Earths  flatt'ring dainties  arebutfweet  diftrefles  : 

Mole-hilh-  perform  the  mountains  fhe  profcfTes  ; 

Alas,  can  earth  confer  more  good  then  earth  poffeffcs  ? 

Mount,  mount  my  foul,  and  let  thy  thoughts  calhier 
Earths  vain  delights,  and  make  their  full  carier 
AtHeav'nseternalljoyes  jftop,  flop  thy  Courier  there. 

There  (hall  thy  foul  pofl"efle  uncarefuU  treafurc  -^ 

There  ihalt  thou  fwim  in  never-fading  plcafure  ; 

And  blaze  in  honour  farre  above  the  frowns  ofCccfar. 

Lord,  if  my  hope  dare  let  her  anchor  fall 
On  thee,  the  chiefcft  Good,  no  need  to  call 
for  earths  infciiour  tr^illi  >  Thou,  thou  art  All  in  AIL 


S.    AUGUS 


^ook  4.  EmbUmes,  239 

S.  August.  Soliloqu.  cap.  ij. 

ifoUotP  this  thing  ;  I purfue  that :  but  am  fUed  with  nothing  • 
iut  when  I  found  thee  ,  who  art  that  immutable  t  indiyid^d  » 
md  onelygood  ,  in  my  [elf y  what  I  obtained  >  I  wanted  not ;  for 
vbcLt  J  obtained  not  t  Igrieyednot^  withwhatIwaspoffep,mji 
Me  defire  was  fati sfed . 

S.  B  E  K  N.  Scr.  9.  fup.  bcati  quihabent,  &c. 

Het  others  fretend  merit ;  let  him  hrag  of  the  hnrden  of  the  day; 
'et  him  boafl  of  his  Sabbath  fafts  ,  and  let  him  glory  that  he  is  not 
ts  other  men  :  but  for  me  ,  it  i-good  to  dcAMe  unto  the  Lord^  and' 
'0  put  mj  trufl  in  my  Lord  God. 


E  P  IG.    IJ. 

Let  Boreas  blafts,  and  iKeptunes  waves  be  joyn'd. 
Thy  Eo/«5 commands  the  waves,  the  wind: 

I  Tear  not  the  rocks  or  worlds  imperious  waves  : 
Thou  climbft  a  reck  (my  foul)  a  rock  that  favcs. 

T  Q  4 


240 


Emhl^  rats. 


Book  4. 


XIV. 


Xjatpnder-^je^JhaMw  efhiiw  whom,  I 


5ook  4.  Emhlemes,  241 


XIV. 


Cant  1  cles   2.  3. 

'  fat  under  his Jhadol^  l^ith great  delight t  and 
his  fruit  Tifasffi^eet  to  my  tafi. 


r  Ook  how  the  Iheep,  whofc  rambling  (leps  do  ftray 

Irom  the  f  afc  bleding  of  her  Shepherds  eyes 
Eftfoon,  becomes  the  unprotefted  prey 

To  the  wlng'd  fquadron  of  bcleagring  flies  ; 
iVhere  fwekred  with  the  fcorching  beams  of  day  , 
She  frisks  from  bufh  to  brake,  and  wildly  flies 
From  her  own  fclf,  ev'n  of  her  fclf  afraid  5 
She  fhrouds  her  troubled  brows  inev'ry  gladc> 
And  craves  the  mercy  of  the  foft  removing  fhadc. 

2, 

Ev'n  fo  my  wand'ring Soul,  that  hath  digreft 

From  her  great  Shepherd,  is  the  hourcly  prey 
Of  all  my  fmnes.  Thefe  vultures  in  my  bread 

Gripe  my  Promethean  heart  both  night  and  day : 
I  hunt  from  place  to  place,  but  find  no  reft ; 
1  know  not  where  to  goe,  nor  where  to  flay  : 
The  eye  of  vengeance  burns,  her  flames  invade 
My  Iwelt'ring  foul  :  My  foul  hath  oft  alTaid  , 
But  Ihe  can  find  no  Ihrowd,  but  fhe  can  i^d  fto  flnadc- 


242.  Emblemes.  Book  4. 

I  fought  the  fhades  of  Mirth ,    to  wear  away 

My  flowpac'd  hours  of  foulconfuming  grief; 
I  fearch'd  the  fhades  of  fleep  ,  to  eafe  my  day 

Of  griping  forrows  with  a  nights  reprief ; 
I  fought  the  fhades  of  death  J  thought  there  t*ailay 
My  final]  torme-nts  with  a  full  reHcf : 

But  mirth,  nor  flecp,  nor  death  can  hide  my  houres 
In  the  falfe  fhades  ofth^irdcceirfull  bowrsj 
The  firfl:  diftrafts,  the  next  difturbs,  the  laft  devours. 

4 

Where  fhall  I  turn  ?  To  whom  fhall  I  apply  me  ? 

Are  there  no  ftreams  where  a  faint  foul  may  wade  ? 
Thy  Goiibcad,  J  e  s  u  s,  arc  the  flames  that  fry  me  i 

Hath  thy  All-glorious  Deity  never  a  fhade  , 
Where  I  may  fit  and  vengeance  never  eye  me , 
Where  I  might  fit  refrefht  or  unafFraid? 
Is  there  no  comfort  \  isthere  norefeftionj" 
Is  there  no  cover  that  will  give  proteflion 
T*a  fainting  foul,  the  fubject  of  thy  wraths  reflexion? 

5 
I,ook  up,  my  foul,  advance  the  lowly  fiature 

Ofthy  fad  thoughts  i  advance  thy  humble  eye  : 
See,  here's  a  fhadow  found  :  The  humane  nature 

Is  made  the  Umbella  to  the  Deity. 
To  catch  the  Sun-Beams  of  thy  juft  Creatourj 
Beneath  this  covert  thou  maift  fafcly  lie  ; 

Permit  thine  eyes  to  cHmbe  this  fruitfull  tree, 
As  quick  Zacheusdid^  and  thou  fhalt  fee 
A  cloud  of  dying  flefh  betwixt  thofe  beams  and  thee- 


G  u  r  LL. 


)OOic  4.  Emblem cs  243 

G  u  I  L  L.  in  cap,  2.  Cant. 

Who  can  indure  the  fierce  rajes  of  the  Sunne  of  Ii:(Jice  ?  who 
hall  not  be  confumed  hy  h:s  beams  ?  rher  fore  the  Sunne  oj  luflice 
oo\flesh,  that  through  the  conjun^ion  of  that  Sun  and  this  humane 
odj  a  shadow  may  be  made. 

S.   August.  Med.  cap.  57. 

Lord,  let  mj  foul  flee  fi-om  the  fcorching  thoughts  of  the  tporld 
mier  the  corert  of  thy  tvings ,  that  being  refreshed  by  the  mode- 
ration of  thy  shadow ,  she  may  pug  7nerrily,  In  ^cace  will  I  lay  me 
{own  and  re f}. 


E  P I  G.   14- 

/\hi  treach'fous  feul,  would  not  thy  pleafurcs  give 
That  Lord  which  made  thee  Jiving  leave  to  live  ? 
Sec  what  thy  finnes  have  done  :  thy  finnes  have  made 
ThcSunne  of  Glory  now  become  cliyfhade. 


244 


^mhlemes.  Book"'4. 


XV. 


^notp  j-Jvall  Ufa  nnq  "ihe  j'c^n.^  cf- 


'2f 


Book  4.  Embltmts.  245 

XV. 

Psalm    i  3  7.  4. 

Hole  foa/I  *^e  fmg  a.  fong  of  the  LorA  in  a 
Jirange  Und  \ 

rjRge  menorr.orc  :  tkis  airy  mirth  belongs 

To  better  times  :  thcfe  times  arc  not  for  fongs. 
The  fprightJy  twang  of  the  melodious  Lute 
Agrees  not  ^ith  my  voice  j  and  bochunluic 
My  urtun'd fortunes :  theatFetted  meafure 
Of  ft  rains  that  ate  conllrain'd  afford  no  plcafure«. 
Muikk's  the  Child  of  mirth  ;  where  griefs  aflail 
T.e  troubled  foul,  both  voice  and  fingers  fail:' 
Let  fuch  as  ravil  out  there  lavifti  dayts 
In  honourable  riot  5  that  can  raifc 
Dcjeded  hearts,  and  confure  up  a  fprite 
Of  madneffe  by  the  Magick  of  delight  j 
Let  thofe  ofrKp/Vihofpitall ,  that  lie 
ImpatientPatieLtstoafmiIingeye> 
That  cannorrcft,  until]  vain  hope  beguile 
Their  flattei'd  torments  with  a  wanton  fmilc ; 
Let  fuch  redeem  their  peace;  and  falve  the  wrongs 
Of  froward  Fortune  with  their  frolick  fongs  : 
My  grief,  my  grief's  too  great  for  fmiling  eyes 
To  cure,  or  counter-charms  lo  exorcize- 
The  Ravens  difmall  croaks  -,  the  midnight  howls 
Of  empty  Wolues,  mixt  with  the  fcrcech  of  Owlsj 
The  nine  fad  kncwls  of  a  dull  pafling  Bell , 
With  the  loud  language  of  a  nighrly  knell , 

And 


^4^  Emblemes,  Book 

And  horrid  outcries  of  revenged  crimes, 

Joyn'd  in  a  medley's  a:u(ick  foi  thcfc  rimes; 

Tiiefe  are  no  times  to  touch  the  merry  ftring 

OCCrpkeu6  ;   lao,  thcfc  are  no  times  to  fing. 

Can  hidebound  Frifners,  that  have  fpent  their  fouls. 

And  famifti'd  bodies  in  the  noyfome  holes 

Of  hell-  black  dungeousj  apt  their  rougher  throats , 

down  hoarfe  with  begging  almsj  to  v.arblc  notes  } 

Can  the  fad  P  ilgrime,  that  nath  loft  his  way 

In  the  vaft  defart  j  there  condemned  a  prey 

To  the  wild  fubjecV,  or  his  favage  King , 

Rouze  up  his  palfcy  fmitten  fpii't?,  and  fing? 

Can  I  a  Pilgrime,  and  a  Prifner  too , 

(  Alas)  where  I  am  neither  known,  nor  know 

Ought  but  my  torments,  an  unranfom'd  ftrangei 

In  this  ftrange  climate,  in  a  land  of  danger  ? 

O,  can  my  voice  be  pleafant,  or  my  hand> 

Thus  madeaPrifnertoa  forreinland  ? 

How  can  luy  mufick  relilh  in  your  cars  , 

That  cannot  fpeak  for  fobs,  nor  fing  for  tears  .? 

Ah,  if  my  voice  could,  OrpbeHS-Wke^  unfpcll 

Mv  poore  Eurydke ,  my  foul  from  hell 

Of  earths  mifconftru'd  Heav*n,  O  then  my  breafl: 

Should  warble  airs,  whofe  rhnpfodieslhould  feall: 

The  ears  of  Seraphims,  and  entertain 

Heav'ns  highcft  Deity  with  their  lofty  ftrain  , 

A  ftrain  well  drencht  in  the  true  Thefpian  Well  j 

Till  then,  earths  Semiquaver,  mirth,  farewell. 


S.  A  UGU  5  T, 
IriL 


Book  4.  Emhlemcs,  2^7 

S,  August.  Med.  cap.  5^. 
0  infinitely  happ\  are  thfe  Heayenly  virtues  which  are  able  10 
praife  thee  in  holimjje  and  puritie  >  tpitkexcefsiye  ftveeimfe  avd 
inuiUrable  exnltaticn  .'  Fnrj^thtme  ihe^praife  thee ,  fnm  Tphence 
they  r  (Joyce  ,  beccHp:  they  ccntinually  fee  for  what  they  re  Joyce , 
for  what  thty  praije  thee  :  liut  we  preftdswn  with  this  burden  of 
flesh  ,  /  rre  remoyed  Jrcm  thy  countautvce  in  this  pilgrimage,  and 
blown  tip  with  worldly  yanities ,  cannot  worthily  praife  thee  :  We 
prcife  ikecby  faith ,  not  face  to  face :  bat  thofe  ^n^elieaU 
fpirits  praife  thee  j  tee  to  face  j  and  not  by  faith. 


E  PI  e.  15. 

Didlrcfufe  to  fing?   faid  Ithcfctkres 
Were  not  for  Tongs  ?  nor  nmfick  for  thcfe  climes  ? 
It  was  my  crrour  :   are  net  gtoncs  ai^d  tears 
Earmonjous  raptures  in  th'  Almighties  ears  ? 


24^ 


Emhlemes.  Book  4, 


1  charge ytm  oye-  Jaxulrters  aflernfalem-^ye 
jMe  -my  Idove-ci  ^atyouteH  1}m.j^I  amjuka 


24-9 

THE  FIFTH  BOOK. 

I. 

Can  t  icles   5.  8. 
I  charge  you ,  0  d.^.ughters  of  lerufalem%  if 
you  -find  my  beloved,  that  you  tell  him  that 
I  amfick  of  love. 


I 

YOuholy  Virgins,  that fo oft  furround 
The  cities  Saphirc  walls,  whofc  fnowy  hti 
Mcafuie  the  pearly  paths  of  facred  ground  , 
And  trace  thenew  lerus'leiXiS  lafper  ftreetj 
Ah,  you  whofe  care-forfaken  hearts  are  crown'd 
Withyour  beft  wifhcs  J  that  enjoy  the  Gveet 

Of  all  your  hopes  5   If  e*re  you  chance  to  fpiel 
•   My  abfent  Love  ,   O  tell  him  that  I  lie 
Deep  wounded  with  the  flames  that  furnac'd  from  his  eye 


I  charge  you,  Virgins,  as  you  hope  to  he^ 

The  heav'nly  mufick  of  your  Lovers  voice  ; 
1  charge  you  by  the  folemne  faith  you  bear 

To  plighted  vows,  and  to  that  loyal!  choice 
Of  your  afifevtions,  or,  if  ought  more  dear 

You  hold  J  by  Hymen,  by  your  marriage  foycs  > 
I  charge  you  tell  him,  that  a  flaming  datt , 
Shot  from  his  eye  hath  pierc'd  my  bleeding  heart  j 
And  laauflckof  loye,  andlanguifhinmy  fmacc. 

R  '  Teli 


2 so  Emhlemes.  Book   5. 

I 

Tell  him,  O  tell  him,  ho«r  my  panting  breafl: 

Is  fcorch'd  with  flames,  and  how  my  foul  is  pin'd  j 
Tell  him,  O  tell  him,  how  I  lie  oppreft 

With  the  full  tormtnts  of  a  troubled  mind  j 
O  tell  him,  tell  him,  that  he  loves  in  jeft  , 
But  I  in  eameft  j  tell  him  he  *s  unkind  ; 
But  if  a  difcontented  frown  appears 
Upon  his  angry  brow,  accoalt  his  ears 
With  foft  and  fewer  words,and  ad  the  reft  in  tears. 

4 
O  tell  him,  that  his  cruelties  deprive 

My  foul  of  peace>  while  peace  in  yarn  Ihe  feeks ; 
Tell  himthofedama  ktofcSjtnat  didftrive 

Wit'a  white,  bo:h  fade,  upon  my  fallow  cheeks ; 
Tell  him,  no  token  doth  prociaim  I  live  , 

But  tears,  and  fighs,  and  fobs,  andfudden  (hriek?  5 
Thus  if  your  piercing  worcis  ihould  chance  to  bore 
His  hearkning  ear ,  and  move  a  (igh,  give  ore 
Tofpeaksandteiihim— Tclihim,  that  I  could  no  more. 

5 
If  yout  elegious  breath  fhould  hap  to  roiize 

A  happy  tear,  clofe  harb'ringm  his  eye. 
Then  urge  his  plighted  faith,  the  facred  vows , 

Which  neither  I  can  break>  not  he  deny  j 
Bewail  the  torments  of  his  loyall  fpoufe  , 
That  for  his  fake  would  make  a  fportto  die  ; 
O  blefled  Virgins,  how  my  pailion  tires 
Beneath  the  burden  of  hv-r  fond  dclires  I 
Heav'n  never  Ihot  fuch  flamcsjcarth  never  felt  fuch  fires  ! 


S.  August. 


). 


Book   5.  Emblemes.  251 

S.    August.  Med  cap.^  40. 
What Jha/ll fay?  What  (haU Idol  Wnither jb^  1  goe t  where 
'Olllfeekhimt  or  mhen  'haS  I  find  him  I    WhomJhaS  I  a;ki 
7ho  will  tell  my  belo\>ed  that  I  amjick  ofLo^e  \ 
G  u  L  (  E  L.  in  Cap.  5.  Cant. 
I  /ive,  httt  not  I .-  it  is  my  beloved  that  Uy>eth  in  me  :  I  loye 
ffyfflfi  ffot  with  my  own  love  ,  hut  with  the  loye  of  my  Beloved 
bat  loveth  me:  I  love  not  my  [elfin  my  felf)   hutmyfelfin 
nm^andhimiftme. 


Epic.   i. 

Jtieve  not  (my  foulj  nor  let  thy  love  wax  faint  i 
Vecp'ft  thou  to  lofe  the  caufe  of  thy  complaint  3 
ie  '11  come  j  Love  ne'r  was  bound  to  times  noi  laws ; 
fill  then  thy  teats  complzia  without  a  cauf«. 

R  X 


2SZ 


Emhkniss, 


Book 


II. 


Stuyne  m^l^hnvers;Cc^ortifCee  wid 


Book   <, .  Emblemes,  253 


II. 


Canticles    2.5.' 

St.ij  mc  '^ithflolt>ers,  and  comfort  me  *^ith  ap' 
pies ^  for  I  amjick  It-  ith  love. 


C\  Tyrant  love  !  how  doth  thy  fov'reigne  pow'r 
Subjecl  poor  fouls  to  thy  imperious  thralU 
They  fay  thy  cup's  composM  of  fwcet  and  fowrc  j 

They  fay,  thy  diet '  s  honey  mixt  with  gall  i 
How  comes  it  then  to  pafle,  thefe  lipsof  our 
Still  trade  in  bitter  j   raft  no  fwect  at  all  ? 
O  tyrant  love!    Shall  our  perpetuall  toil 
Ne*r  find  a  Sabbath,  to  refrefh  a  while 
Our  drooping  fouls  /  Art  thou  all  frowns, and  ne'ra  fmilc? 


You  bleflt-d  Maids  of  honour  that  frequent 

The  royall  courts  of  our  renown'd  Jehovc, 
With  flow'rs  reflore  my  fpirits  faint  and  fpent  j 

O  fcrcli  me  apples  from  Loves  fruitfull  grove  > 
To  cool  my  palate,  and  renew  my  fent, 
lor  lam  (ick,  fori  am  fick  of  loyC: 

Thefe  will  revive  my  dry,  my  wafted  pow'rsj 
.Andthey  will  fweeten  my  unfav'ry  houres  ; 
Refrefhmethva  with  fiuir, and  comfort  mc  with  flow'fS.  ^ 

R  5  O 


2  54-  Emhkmei.     '        Book  5. 

O  bring  me  apples  to  aflwage  that  fire , 

Which  iEtna-like  inflames  my  flamingbreaft  j 
Not  is  it  every  apple  I  defire  , 

Nor  that  which  pleafes  evcty  palate  bcft  ; 
•jisnotthclaftingDeuzanI  require  , 

Noryet  the  red  cheek'd  Queening  I  requeft  j 
Nor  that  which  firft  befhrew  d  the  name  of  wife , 
Nor  that  whofe  beauty  caus*d  the  golden  ftcife  y 
Noj  no>  bring  me  an  apple  from  the  tree  of  life. 

4 
Virgins,  tuck  up  yourfilken  laps,  and  fill  ye 
With  the  fair  wealth  of  VUui  Magazine  5 
The  purpfe  violetj  and  the  pale-fac'd  hily  ; 

The  pancy  and  the  organ  colombine  \ 
The  flowring  thyme,  the  guilt-boul  dafFadilly  ,• 
The  lowly  pink,  the  lofty  csglentine  : 

The  blufliing  rofe,  the  queen  of  flowers,  and  be{l 
Of  f/ora5  beauty  i  but  above  the  reft , 
Let  Jf/ie5  fovereigne  flower  perfume  my  qualming  breaft. 

5 

Hafte,  Virgin? ,  hafte,  for  I  lie  weak  and  faint , 

Beneath  the  pangs  of  love  ;   why  fland  ye  mute  j 
As  if  your  filence  neither  cat'd  to  grant  j 

Nor  yet  your  language  to  deny  my  fuit  ? 
No  key  can  lock  the  doore  of  my  complaint , 
Untill  I  fmcil  this  flower,  or  taft  that  fruit  5 

Goe,  Virgins,  leek  this  tree,  and  fcarch  thatbow'r  ; 
b,  how  my  foul  fhal!  blcfre  that  happy  houre , 
T^iat  brings  to  me  fuch  fruity  that  brings  me  fuch  a  flower. 


Gi  STEN. 


Book    5.  Emhkmts.  25$ 

G  I  s  T  E  N.  in  cap.  2.  Cant.  Expof.  ?. 

0  happjJickrtej]e->  rphere  the  infirmity  is  not  to  deatfj ,  hut  to 
life,  that  God  may  be  glorified  hyit\  0  happy  fey  er,  that  pro- 
cedeth  not  from  a  confitming,  but  a  calcining  fire  J  0  happy  dijlem- 
per  ,  r^herehriTie  foul  relifheth  no  earthly  things  ,  but  onely  fit- 
youreth  divine  nouri'ihment  I 

S.  B  E  R  N.  Serm.  5 1,  in  Cant. 

By  flotrers  under^:i)td  fiith ;  by  frutt ,  good  works :  As  the 
florper  or  bloffome  is  before  the  fruit,  fo  is  faith  before  good  works: 
So  neither  is  thejruii  without  the  flower  ,  nor  good  works  without 
faith. 


e 


E  P  I  G,    2. 

Why  apples,  O  my  foul  ?  Can  they  remove 
The  pangs  of  grief,  or  eafe  the  flames  of  love  / 
It  was  that  fruit  which  gave  the  firft  offence  j 
T  hat  fent  him  hither  i  that  removed  him  hcncc. 

R4 


56 


Em^le?n€s, 


Book 


III. 


fylelcvel  is  WWj  an.  Us,  U,f,^: 
^■^eth  amyty  thtLilkcs  .Cant  .a,,  tS ,  "^ 


jiook   5.  Ewblemes,  257 


III. 


Cant  i  cles   2.  16. 

U?/)  bdovedis  mine^  and  lam  his  5  Hefeedeth 

amonz  the  Itllits. 


P  V'n  like  two  little  bank-dividing  brooks, 

That  waih  the  pebbles  with  their  wanton  ftreams , 
Andhavinerang'dandfcarch'dathoufandnooks , 
Meet  both  at  length  in  filver-breafted  Thames , 
Where  in  a  greater  current  they  conjoyn : 
Sol  mybeft-belovedsam?   fo  he  is  mine, 

2 

Ev'n  fo  we  met ;  and  after  long  purfuit , 
Ev'n  fo  we  joyn'd  j  we  both  became  entire; 

No  need  for  either  to  renew  a  fuit , 

Por  I  was  flax  and  he  was  flames  of  fire  : 
Our  firm  united  fouls  did  more  then  twine  i 

So  I  my  beft- beloveds  am  ;  foheismine. 

5 
If  all  thofe  glitt'ring  Monarchs  that  command 

The  fervilc  quarters  of  this  earthly  ball> 
Should  tender,  in  exchange, their  ftiares  ofland, 
I  would  not  change  my  fortunes  for  them  all: 
Their  wealth  is  but  a  counter  to  my  coin; 
JThe  world's  but  theirs  i  but  my  beloved's  mine. 


Nay 


2  5  S  Lmhlcmes,  Book 

4 
Nay  morcjifthe fair  Thefpian  Ladies  all 

Should  heap  together  their  diviner  treafurc  : 
That  trcafure  fliould  be  deem'4  a  price^oo  fmall 
To  buy  a  minutes  leafe  of  Half  my  pleafure 
'T  is  not  the  facred  wealrh  ©fail  the  nine 
Can  buy  my  heart  from  him^  or  his,  from  being  mine, 

') 
Nor  Time,  nor  Place,  nor  Chance, nor  Death  can  bow 

My  leaft  defires  unto  the  Ic-aft  re<rove  ,• 
He'sfirmly  mine  by  oath  >  This  by  vow  j 
Ke'smineby  faith  j  and  I  am  his  by  love  ; 
He's  mine  by  water ;  lam  his  by  wine  ; 
Thus  I  my  beft-bcloycds  am ,  thus  he  is  mine. 


He  is  my  Altar  ;  I,  his  holy  Place  ; 

lamhisgueftj  and  he,  my  living  food  ; 
I 'm  his  by  penitence  J  he  mine  by  grace  5 

I'm  his  by  purchafe  j  he  is  mine  by  bloud  • 
He 's  my  fupporting  elm  j  and  I  his  vine  : 
Thus  I  my  beft  beloveds  am  3  thus  he  is  mine. 

7 
He  gives  mc  wealth,  I  give  him  all  my  vows : 

I  givetimfongs  i  he  gives  me  length  ofdayes  r 
'''^ith  wreaths  of  grace  he  crowns  my  conquering  brows ; 
And  I  his  Temples  with  a  crown  of  Praife  , 
Which  he  accepts  as  an  ev'rlaftingfigne, 
Jhat  I  my  bed  beloveds  am  3  that  he  is  mine. 


S.   August 


look  5.  Emhkmes,  3-59 

?.  August  Manu.  cap.  24. 
0  my  fou^  fiantpt  with  the  image  of  thy  God ,  /ove  him  of  whom 
hou  artfo  much  belayed  :  bend  tohim  that  boweth  to  thee ,  feek 
im  that  feeketh  thee:  Loye  thji  lo^er ,  hywhofe  lo^e  thou  are 
re'tentedy  beiii^r  the  caafe  of  thy  love  :  Be  carefuU  with  thofe 
hat  are  care  full  ^  want  with  thofe  tUt  want;  be  clean  with  the 
lean,  and  holy  with  the  holy  :  choofe  this  friend  aboye  allfriendst 
pho  when  all  are  taken  away  remaineth  onely  faith fuS  to  thee  :  Jn 
he  day  of  thy  buriaH ,  when  aUlea:>oe  thee  ,  he  will  not  deceive 
bee,  but  defend  thee  from  the  roaring  lions  prepared  for  their 
re)\ 


EP  10.    ?. 
Sin^jHyrren,  to  my  foul  :  What  ?  loft  and  found  ? 
Wclcom'd  espous'd,  cnjoy'^  io  foon,  and  crown'd  .' 
He  did  but  climbc  the  CrofTe,  and  then  came  down 
t  Toth'gatcsofhclJj  iiiumph'd,and  fctch'd  a  Crown. 


26o 


Eauhkm'.s, 


Book  5-^ 


IV. 


7am  my  hclovcdi .  o^  hi:  Vcsirc  is 
towards  mzc  Ccjiir  -7 -lo  ■  IV-.Jivipson 

J'Cr 


j^ook  5.  'EmhUmcs.  z6i 

IV, 

Canticles.  7.  10. 

Tammy   Beloveds,  ar>d  hisdejire  is ioivards 
me, 

I 

T  Ikf  tothe  Anick  neccile,  that  doth  guide 

The  wand'rirglhsde  by  hisirsgnetickpow'r) 

Ard  leaves  his  fijken  Gnomcn  to  decide 
The  qucAion  of  the  contioverted  hcuiej 

riift  franticks  up  and  down,  from  Cidc  to  fide  , 
And  rcfllcfTe  beats  his  cryftali'd  Iv'ry  cafe , 
Wiih  vsin  inrpaticnce  j    jets  frcm  place  to  place  ^ 

And  fecks  the  bofome  of  his  frozen  biide , 

At  length  he  flacks  his  rrotion,  and  dothreft 
His  trembling  point  at  his  tright  Poles  beloved  breft. 

2 

Ev'n  fo  my  foul,  being  hurried  here  and  there  > 
By  ev'iy  objeft  that  prefems  delight  > 

Pain  would  be  fettled,  but  ihe  knows  not  where  i 
She  likes  at  morning  what  Ihe  loaths  at  night  c 

She  bows  to  honour  i  then  Ihe  lends  an  care 

To  that  fweet  fwanlike  voice  of  dying  pleafure , 
Then  tumbles  in  the  fcattei*d  heaps  of  ireafure ; 

Now  flattei'd  with  fa!fe  hope  j   now  foyl'd  with  fear: 
Thus  finding  all  the  world?  delights  to  be 

But  em.pty  toyes,  good  God,  Ihe  points  alone  to  thee. 


26z  Emblemed       •       Book   5. 

But  hath  the  vittucd  fteell  a  power  to  move  J 
Or  can  the  untouch*d  needle  point  aright ; 
Or  can  my  wandring  thoughts  forbear  to  rove  , 

Unguided  by  the  virtue  of  thy  fpirit  ? 
O  hath  my  leaden  foul  the  art  to  improve 
Her  wafted  talent »  and  unrais'd,  afpire 
In  this  fad  moult  ing  time  of  her  defire  § 
Not  firft  belov'd  have  I  the  power  to  love  ? 

I  cannot  ftirre>  but  as  thou  pleafe  to  move  me , 
Nor  can  my  heart  return  thee  love,  untill  thou  love  liic. 

4 
Thcflill  CommandrefTeofthefilent  night 

Borrows  her  beams  fromher  bright  brothers  eye  t 
His  fair  afpeft  fillcs  her  Iharp  homes  with  light  > 

If  he  withdatw,  her  flames  arequench'dand  die: 
Even  fo  the  beams  of  thy  enlightning  fpirit 
Infus'd  and  fhot  into  my  dark  defire  , 
Inflame  my  thoughts  and  fill  my  foul  with  fire  j 
That  I  am  ravifht  with  a  new  delight  j 

But  if  thou  fhroud  thy  face,  my  glory  fades , 
And  I  remain  a  Nothing  >  all  composed  of  Ihades. 

Etcrnall  God,  O  thou  that  onely  art 

The  facrcd  Fountain  of  eternall  light , 
And  blcffcd  Load  ftone  of  my  better  part , 

O  thou  my  hearts  defire,  my  fouls  delight , 
Refleft  upon  my  foul,  and  touch  my  heart , 

And  then  my  heart  fhall  prize  no  good  above  thee  i 
And  then  my  foul  fliall  knowthecj  knowingjovcthecj 
And  then  my  trembling  thoughts  fhall  never  ftart 

From  tny  commands,  otfwervethe  leaft  degree  , 
Orenceprefumc  tomoye,  but  as  they  move  in  thee. 

$.  August. 


ook    5.  Emhlemes  263 

S.  August.  Med.  Cap.  25. 
1/  TAdn  can  loye  man  withfo  entire  afJeHion  ,  that  the  one  can 
rce  brook  the  others  ahfence}  if  a  bride  dtn  be  joyned  to  her 
'Je-<rroom  i^tth  jo  great  an  ardency  oj  mind ,  that  for  the  extre- 
tie  ofloye  she  can  enjoy  no  refli  not  fujferivg  his  ah  fence  with- 
t  Treat  anxiety  ,  with  tvhat  ajfe^icn  ,  with  what  fervency  ottght 
'  foul  whom  thou  hafi  efpoiifed  by  faith  and  com^^jiion  ,  to  lore 
■e  her  true  God  and^rlorioui  bride-^room  J 


E  P  I  G.  4-. 
y  foul,  thy  love  is  dear :    'Twas  thought  a  good 
nd  eafie  pen'worth  of  thy  Saviours  bloud  : 
.t  be  not  proud ;  All  matters  rightly  fcann'd  5 
was  over-  bought ;  'Twas  fold  ac  fccond  hand» 


s64 


Emblem  es. 


Book  5^ 


V* 


[lliv  S^iiU  mcliea,  uriien  mtr heloved 


V  ^ 


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V. 


Cant  i  cles  5.6. 

CUy  Soulmeltedli^hilfi  my  Beloved 
fpake, 

Ord,  has  the  feeble  voice  of  flcfli  and  bloud 

The  pow*r  to  work  thine  ears  into  a  floud 
"melted  mercy  t  or  the  ftrength  t'  unlock 
legates  of  Heav'n^and  todillolvearock 

n^aible  clouds  into  a  morniiig  Ihow'r? 

hath  the  breath  of  whining  dull  the  pow'r 

flop,  or  fnatch  a  falling  thunder-bolt 
3m  thy  fierce  hand,  and  make  thy  hand  revolt 
om  refolute  confufion,  and  in  (lead 
:\'i3ls  pour  full  bicHings  on  our  head  \ 

fhall  the  wants  of  famifht  ravens  cry , 
id  move  thy  mercy  to  a  quick  fupply  ? 

fhall  the  fiient  fuits  of  drooping  flow'rs 
DO  thee  for  drops,  and  be  rcfrcfh'd  with  fhow'rs  % 
as,  vrhst  marvel  then,  great  God,  v;h3t  wonder 
thy  hell-rouzing  voice,  that  fplits  in  funder 
c  brazen  portalls of  cternall  death  j 
lat  wonder  if  that  life-refloring  breath 
aich  dragg'd  me  from  th'  infernall  (hades  of  night, 
ould  melc  iry  ravilhtfoul  with  ore- delight  J 
can  my  frozen  gutters  choofe  but  run  , 
at  feel  the  warmth  offuch  a  glorious  Sun  ? 
:  thinks  his  language,  like  a  flaming  arrow  > 
'th  pierce  my  bones  ^  and  melts  theii  wounded  mairow* 

S  Thy 


266  Bmhlemes,  Book 

Thy  flames,  O  CnpU  (though  the  joyfull  heart 
Peels  neither  tang  of  griefs  norfcars  the  Iraart 
Of  jealous  doubts,  but  drunk  with  full  defires ) 
Arc  torments  weigh'dwiththcfc  ccltftiall  fires; 
Pleafurcs  that  ravilh  in  To  high  a  meafure  , 
That  O I languilh  in excefTe  of  plealure  : 
Whatraviiht  he  art,  that  feels  the  fe  melting  joyes  , 
Would  not  defpife  and  loath  the  treach*rous  toyes 
Of  dunghill  earth.**  whatfoul  would  not  be  proud 
Of  wry-mouth'dfcorns,  the  worft  that  flefh  and  bloud 
Had  rancour  to  devife  ?  Who  would  not  bear 
The  worlds  derifion  with  a  thankfull  eare  ? 
What  palat  would  refufc  full  bowls  of  fpight , 
To  gain  a  minutes  taft  of  fuch  delight  / 
Great  fpring  of  light,  in  whom  there  is  no  fhade 
But  what  my  interpofed  finnes  have  made , 
Whofe  marrow-melting  fires  admit  no  fcreen 
But  what  my  own  rebellions  put  between 
Their  precious  flames,  and  my  obdurate  care  ? 
Difperfethefeplague-dillillii.g  clouds,  and  clear 
My  mungy  foul  into  a  glorious  day  •, 
Tranfplant  this  fcreen,  remove  this  barre  away , 
Then,  then  my  fluent  foul  Ihall  feel  the  fires 
Ofthyfwcct  voice,  and  my  difTolv'd  defires 
Shall  turn  a  fov'reigne  balfamc,  to  make  whole 
Thofc  wounds  my  finnes  infli^^cd  on  thy  foul. 


S,  August 


Book  5.  Emblemes.  267 

S.  A  U6UST.  Soliloq.cap.  J4' 
Whdt  fre  is  this  that  fo  warmeth  my  heart !  whit  light  is  ihii 
that  foenlightneth  my  foul!  0  fir  e,  that  altpaieshurneth ,  andne* 
yer  ^oeftout,  kindle  me:  olighty  which  ever  shinefl ^  and  art 
neyer  darkned,  illuminate  me  :  o  that  I  had  my  heat  from  thes  y 
mofl  holy  fire  I  Hott^  fmeetly  dofl  thou  hum !  How  fecretly  dofl 
thou  shine  \    Mow  defiderahly  dofl  thou  inflame  me  1 

Bon  A  VENT.  Stim.  amoris  cap.  8. 
It  maketh  God  man ,  and  man  Cod ;  things  lempsraS ,  eter- 
fiaU^  mortaUf  immortaU  i    it  maketh  an  enemy  a  friend  i  a  fer^ 
yantyafonne^  yile  things, glorious,  cold  hearts fier^ 9  and  hard 
things  liquid. 


Epig.  f. 

My  foul,  thy  gold  is  true,  but  full  of  droffe  5 
Thy  Saviours  breath  refines  thee  with  feme  lofic  % 
Ifis  gentle  furnace  makes  thee  pure  as  true  5 
f  hoii  ixjuft  be  malted;  etc  th'  art  caft  aacw» 

S  3 


2.6S 


EmhU 


mes. 


Book  5. 


VI.  , 


whom  hauc  Iin  heaven  hut  thec/zr  what 
desire  Ion  earth  in  rcfbeeh  of  thee. Ps:!^^ 


Book   5.  Embhmts,  1269 

VL 
Psalm    73-25. 

Whom  have  I  in  He^iVen  hut  thee  ?   AnA  Ivhdt 
defire  Ion  earth  in  refpe^  of  thee  \ 


T  Love  f  and  have  fome  caufe  to  love;  the  earth  J 
She  is  my  Makers  creature 5   therefore  good  : 

She  is  my  Mother,  for  Ihe  gave  me  b'rth  5 

Shcis  my  tender  \^\.\x.(t  •  fhe  gives  me  food  : 

But  what  *s  a  Creature,  Lord,  compar'd  with  thee  : 
Or  what's  my  Mother,  or  my  Nurfe  to  me  % 

I  love  the  Aire  :   her  dainty  fweets  refrefh 
My  drooping  foul,  apd  to  new  fweets  invite  me  , 
Hcrfhrill-rrouc  .'d  quire  fuftain  me  with  their  flelllj 
And  with  their  Polyuhonian  notes  delight  me  : 
But  what's  the  Aireorail  thefwects  that  fhe 
Can  bJefTe  m,y  foul  withall,  compared  to  thee  % 

I  love  the  Sea  :  She  is  my  fellow  creature  5 
My  careful]  purveycr  5  Ihe  provides  me  ftore  : 
She  wails  me  round  ^  fne  makes  my  diet  greater  % 
5he  wafts  my  treasure  from  a  forrein  fhore  : 

But  Lord  ofoceans  ,  when  compar'd  with  thee , 

What  is  the  Ocean,  or  her  wealth  to  me , 

Si  To 


z'jd  Emhlcmes,  Book  5 

4 

To  heavens  high  ciile  I  direft  my  journey , 
Whofe  rpangled  fubutbs  entertain  mine  eye  j 
Mineeycj  by  contemplations  great  atturney  , 
Tranfccnds  the  cryftall  pavement  of  theskie: 

JButwhat  is  Hc.iv*ngreatGod>compar'd  to  thee  % 

Without  thy  prefence  Hcav'n  's  no  Heav'n  to  mc. 

5 
Without  thy  prefence  Earth  gives  no  refeftion  5 
Without  thy  prefence  Sea  affords  no  treafure  j 
Without  thy  prefence  Air's  a  rank  infeftion  ; 
Without  thy  prefence  Heav'n  it  felf*s  nopleafurc  : 

IfnotpoiTeft  if  notenjoy'dinthee,  .      ; 

What's  Earth,  or  Sea,  or  Air,  or  Heav'n  to  me  I 

6 
The  highcfl  Honours  that  the  world  can  boaft 
Arefubjedsfarretoolowfor  my  defire  ; 
The  brighrefl  beams  of  glory  are  (at  moft) 
Bur  dying  fparkles  of  thy  living  fire  : 
:    Tneproudeftflames  that  earth  can  kindle^  be 

Eut  nightly  Glow-worms,  if  coqipat'd  to  thee^ 

Without  thy  prefence,  wealth  are  bags  of  cares ; 
Wifdome,  but  folly  ,  Joy,  difquiet  fadncflc  j 
Priendfhip  istreafon,  and  Delights  are  fnares  ; 
PJr?afure^but  pain, and  Mirth  but  pleaiing  madnefle  i 
•    Without  thee,  Lord,  things  be  not  what  they  be, 
Nor  have  they  being,  when  compai'd  with  thee. 

s 

In  having  all  things,  and  not  thee,  what  have  I  ? 

Not  having  thee,  what  have  my  labours  got  / 

Let  me  enjoy  but  th;e,  what  farther  crave  1  / 

And  having  thee  alone^  what  have  I  not  | 
I  wifh  nor  Sea,  nor  Land  j  nor  would  I  be 
rolTefl  of  Heav'n,  Heav'n  unpoileft  of  thee. 


pook    5.  Emhlemes  271 

BONAVENT.  cap.  I.  Soliloq." 
Aldi  ,  my  Cody  now  I  unierjland  Q  but  blush  to  confejfe  )  thdt 
hebeautieof  thy  Creatures  hcith  deceiyed  mine  eyes,  and  I  haye 
lot  obferyed  thdt  thou  art  more  amiable  then  all  thy  Creatures  ; 
0  which  thou  hij}  communicated  but  one  dro^  of  thy  inefiimable 
feautie :  For  who  hath  adorned  the  Heavens  with  ftarres  ?  IVhoi 
haih  fiored  the  air  with  joul ,  the  waters  with  fish  ,  the  earth  with 
plants  and  flowers  ?  But  what  are  all  thefe  but  afmaUf^arh^of  Di- 
yine  beauty. 

S,  ChRYs.  Horn.  5.  in  Ep.  ad  Rom. 
In  hiding  nothing  I  have  all  things,  becaufe  I  haye  Chtifl ;  Hrf- 
Vtngtherefore  all  things  in  him  ^  JfeekttQ  gther  reward)  for  he  U 
the  uniyerfall  ret^ard. 


E  p  r  G.   6. 

WhowoulJnor  throw  his  better  thoughts  about  him, 
And  fcorn  this  dtofTe  tvithin  him  ;   that ,  withoat  him  5 
Caft  up  (my  foul)  thy  clearer  eye;  Behold. 
If  thou  be  fully  melted  ,  there  *s  the  mold, 

S  4 


27- 


T.mhlemes, 


Book   5,! 


VII. 


•lioe.  is  we  -Aatloftv  cmflrainel'ti!  ^M-  with 

J^cch:  anJ.'tahmi^ii^.halfitiUion^am^  we^ 
-  tenis-  of  CeMr.'^Jal'.u^o:  ^'. 


Book    5,  Emblemes.  273 


VII. 

Psalm   320.  5. 

Woe  is  tome  i    that  I  rem^an  in  Mefloech ,  and 
dispell tn  the  tents  cfKedar  / 

f  S Natures  courrcdiflfoIvM  ?  doth  Times  glaffeftandj 

Or  hath  fomefrolick  heart  (et  back  the  hand 
Of  Fates  perpetua'l  Clock  ?  will 't  never  ftrike  $ 
[s  crazy  Time  grown  lazy  >  faint  or  fick 
With  very  Age?  or  hath  that  great  Pair  royall 
OfAdam^ntine  fifters  late  made  ttiall 
Of  Tome  new  trade  ?    Ihall  mortall  hearts  grow  old 
[n  forrow  ?  Ihall  my  weary  arms  infold 
f\nd  underprop  my  panting  fides  for  ever  \ 
[s  there  no  charitable  hand  will  fever 
My  wellfpun  thred,that  my  imprifon'd  foul 
May  be  deliver'd  from  this  dull  dark  hole 
9fdungeonfle(h|  O  ftiall  I,fhall  InevCE 
Be  ranfom'd?  but  remain  a  flave  for  ever  J 
[t  is  the  lot  of  man  but  once  to  die  , 
But  ere  that  death  how  many  deaths  have  I  \ 
What  humane  madneffe  makes  the  world  afFraid 
To  entertain  heavens  joy,becaufe  convey'd 
By  th'hand  of  death?  will  nakedneife  rcfufe 
Rich  change  of  robes,  becaufc  the  man's  not  fprufe 
That  brought  them  ?  or  will  povertie  fend  back 
Fullb?.gs  ofgo'd,  becaufethe  bringer's  black? 
Life  is  a  bubble,  blown  with  whining  breaths , 
Pili'd  with  the  torments  of  a  ihoufand  deaths  5 

Which 


^74  Emhlemes,  Book   5 

VVhich,^;being  pricktby  death  (while  death  deprives 

One  life)  prcfcnts  the  foul  a  thoufand  lives  : 

O  frantick  mortal],  how  hath  earth  bewitch'd 

Thy  Bedlam  foul,  which  hath  To  fondly  pitch'd 

Upon  her  falfc  delights.'  Dclighrs  thatceafe 

Before  cnjoymens  finds  a  time  to  pleafe  : 

Her  fickle  joyes  breed  doubtful]  fears  j  her  fears 

Bring hopcfull  griefs  j  her  griefs  weep  fcarfull  tears  ! 

Tears  coyn  deceitfull  hopes ,   hopes,  carcfull  doubt > 

Andfurly  paflionjuftles  palTionout: 

To  day  wc  pamper  with  a  full  repaft 

Of  lavilh  mirth;  at  night  we  weep  as  faft  : 

To  night  we  fwim  in  wealth,  and  lend  j  to  morrow  3 

We  fink  infant,  and  find  no  friend  to  borrow. 

In  what  a  climare  doth  my  foul  refide  ! 

Where  pale-fac*d  murder,  the  firft  born  of  pride, 

5ets  up  her  kingdome  iu  the  very  fmiles  , 

And  plighted  faiths  ofmen  like  Crocodiles ; 

A  land,  where  each  embroydVed  fattin  word 

IslinM  with  fraud  5  where  M^rs  his  lawleffe  (word. 

Exiles  ^fineas  balance  j  where  that  hand 

Now  flayes  his  brother,  that  new  fowd  his  land  ; 

O  that  my  days  of  bondage  would  expire 

In  this  lewd  foyl !  Lor  J,  how  my  foul 's  on  fire 

To  be  difTolv'dj  that  I  might  once  obtain 

Thefe  long'd  for  joyes,  Icng'd  for  fo  oft  in  vain ! 

If  TWo/fi-likc  I  may  not  live  poifcll 

Of  this  fair  land  j    Lord,  let  a  c  fee  *t  at  leaft. 


Ss  August,' 


look  ^5-  Emhlemes,  275 

S,  August.  Soliloq.  cap.  12. 
liy  Jife  is  ei  frail  life  i  a  corruptible  life  ,  a  life ,  tphich  the 
nere  it  increafeth  ,  the  more  it  dccre.xfeih  :  ihe  farther  itgoeth , 
he  nearer  it  cometh  to  death.  j4  deceitful!  life  ,  and  like  a  sha- 
low  i  full  of  the  Jnares  of  death:  IsLojp  I  rejojce,  notolUn- 
■uish,  non>  I  flourish,  now  infirm.,  now  I  littet  andjlraight  I  die  5 
low  I  feent  happy  t  alwaies  miferahle  5  now  I  laughs  now  I  weep : 
^hus  all  things  i^re  fuhjeH  to  mutibilitie  ^  that  nothing  continueth 
tnhourein  one  jlate  :  0  joy  abo^e  joy  ^^  exceeding  aU  joy .,  with- 
out which  there  is  no  joy  ,  when  shad  I  enter  into  this ,  that  I  may 
ee  my  Cod  that  dtpelleth  in  thee  ? 


E  p  r  G.  7.  \0 

Art  fliou  To  weak  r  O  canft  thou  not  disced 

An  hourc  or  travel  for  a  night  of  left  r 

Cheat  up,  mv  foul  j  call  home  thy  (piritSj  and  bcAi 

One  bad  good-fii<lay  j  full  tnouthM  Eaftei  's  near. 


27^ 


Enrolemcs, 


Book 


VIII. 


0  fVYt-tc^eB.  VUov  th  at  1  emu  who  JhalL  . 
lMue^in£,^(fnuthe^lja^  of  this  ^aW 


•ook   5.  Emblemed,  Z'jf 


VIII. 
Romanes  7.24. 

)  D>r etched  man  that  I  am  \  It^hojhall  deliver 
7ne  from  the  body  of  this  death  \ 

JEholdthy  darling  ,  which  thy  l/.ftfull  care- 

■'raiTipcrs'i  for  which  thy  rcftlcflc  thoughts  prepaic 

ucb  early  catcs  -,    for  whom  thy  bubbling  brow 

u  often  fweats ,  and  bankrupt  eyes  do  ow 

i:  dnioht  fcores  to  nature,  for  vvhofefakc 

\z  .  i-artn  is  fainted  ,   the  infernalllake 

Jr)ft:ad,tr,c  Crown  of  glory  poorely  rated  , 

'hv  God  neolccted,  and  thy  brother  hated  : 

enold  thy  darling,  whom  tny  foul  aftea  s 

o  dearly  j  whom  thy  fond  indulgence  decks 

ind  puppets  up  in  fofc>  in  filkcrr  weeds: 

ehold  thy  darling,  whom  thy  ^ondnefTe  feeds 

Vith  farrc-fetcht  delicates,  the  dear  bought  gains 

)f  ill- fpent  time,  the  price  of  half  thy  pains  : 

ehold  thy  darling,  who,  when  clad  by  thee  > 

)crides  thy  nakedncflfe  j  and  when  moft  free  > 

rodaims  her  lover  flave  ;  and  being  fed 

loft  full,  thenftrikcs  th'indulgent  feeder  dead. 

Vhat  meanft  thou  thus,  my  poor  deluded  foul , 

'o  love  fo  fondly  r  Can  the  burning  cole 

)f  thyafFcdion  laft  without  the  fuel 

>f  counter-love  ?  Is  thy  compeer  fo  cruell , 

ind  thou  fo  kind,  to  Uve  unlov'd  again  ? 

/anft  thou  fow  favours,  and  thus  reap  difdain  ? 

Remember^ 


^7^  Emhlemes,  Book.   5 

Rcmcnaber,  O  remember ,  thouartbora 

Of  royall  bloud  j  remember  thou  art  fworn 

A  Maid  of  Honour  in  the  Court  of  Heaven  % 

Remember  what  a  coftly  price  was  given 

To  ranfome  thee  from  flav*ry  thou  wert  in ; 

And  wilt  thou  now,  my  foul,  turn  flave  again  ? 

The  Son  and  Heir  to  Heav'ns  Triune  J  e  h  O  v  E 

Would  fain  become  a  fuiter  for  thy  love  , 

And  offers  for  thy  dow'r  his  fathers  Throne, 

To  fit  for  Seraphims  to  gaze  upon ; 

He'll  give  thee  Honour,  Pleafure<,-Wealth,  and  Things 

Tranfccndingfarre  the  Majefty  of  Kings  : 

And  wilt  thou  proftrate  to  the  odious  charms 

Ofthls  bafefcullion  ?  fhall  his  hollow  arms 

Hugg  thy  foft  fides  ?  fhall  thefe  coutfe  hands  untie 

Thefacrcd  Zone  of  thy  virginitie  ? 

Porlhamc,  degen'rous  foul,  let  thy  defire 

Be  quickned  up  with  more  heroick  fire  j 

Be  wifely  proud,  let  thy  ambitious  eye 

Read  nobler  objeds  5  let  thy  thoughts  defie 

Such  am'rous  bafeneffe  ;  let  thy  foul  dildaia 

Th*  ignoble  profers  of  fo  bafe  a  fwain  i 

Or  i^  thy  vows  be  paft,  and  Hymens  bands 

Havecercmonied  your  unequall  hands  > 

Annull,  at  leaft  avoid,  thy  lawlefle  a<2: 

With  infufficiencie,  or  a  precontraft  : 

Or  ifthea£lbegood,yet  maift  thou  plead 

A  f econd  frccdomc  ^  for  the  flelh  is  dead. 


Haz  r  ANa^ 


Book  5.  Emhlemes.  279 

N  AZ  lA  Nz.  Orat.  16. 

How  I  am  joyned  to  this  body ,  X  know  not  i  which  when  it  is 
health fuU ,  pro^oketh  me  to  ipdrre  «  and  being  damaged  by  warrey 
ajfe^eth  me  with  grief  j  which  I  both  loye  as  a  fedom- feryxint  j 
and  hate  as  an  titter  enemy  :  It  is  a  pleafant  foe ,  and  a  ferfdious 
friend.  0  fir^nge  conjunBion  and  alienation:  What  I  fear  I  em' 
brace,  andivh^t  I  loy^el  am  affraid  ofi  before  I  make  wane  t  1 
am  reconciUdi  before  I  enjoy  peace  I  am  at  yarianci. 


Epi  G    8. 
What  nrcd  that  houft  be  dawb'd  with  flefti  and  bloud  f 
Hang'd  round  with  filks  and  gold  ?  rcpair'd  with  food  ? 
Coft  idly  fpcnt !    That  coft  doth  but  prolong 
Thy thraldojne.    foo-J,  thou  rrsk'A  ihy  jail  too  ftzong. 


2%m 


MmbUmes, 


Book  5, 


IX. 


X  tun-W'  /L  Sir eij h  1 1} atni ix:t 'tm  o  haue trip  k 
lefireto    Itepart  ^tcl^-nf'Ckri/i. 


Book  5.  Emblem es.  281 


IX. 

Ph  I  L  I  P  P  I  ANS.    I.  2J.  y 

1  Am  in  3.  fir  ah  hetl>peen  f^o ,  h/ivng  a  defire 
to  he  dijfolvedy  and  to  be  Huth  Chrt/i, 

I 

Y\7  Hat  meant  our  carefull  parents  fo  to  wear , 

And  Javifh  out  their  iJl  expended  houres  , 
To  purchafc  for  us  large  pofleffioas  here  , 

which  (though  unpurchas'd  )  are  too  truly  ours  ! 
What  meant  they,  ah  what  meant  they  to  indure 
Such  loads  of  needleffe  labour,  to  procure 
And  make  that  thin^  our  own.  which  was  our  own  too  fure, 

What  mean  thcfe  liv'ries  and  poffeffive  keyes  ? 

What  mean  thefe  bargains,  and  thefe  ncedlelie  lales  ? 
What  need  'hefe  jealous,  t^efe  fufpitiou^  waycs 
Of  law-di  vis'd)  and  law-difTolv'd  entails  ? 

No  need  to  fweatfor  gold,  wherewith  to  buy 
Eftates  of  high-priz'd  land  ;    no  need  to  tie 
Earth  to  their  heirs,  were  they  but  clogg'd  with  earth  as  I. 

3 
Q  were  their  fouls  but  clogg'd  with  earth  as  I, 

They  would  not  purcnafe  with  fo  fait  an  itch  j 
They  would  not  take  ofalmes,  what  now  they  buy  ? 
Nor  call  nim  happy,  whom  the  world  counts  rich  : 
They  would  not  take  fuch  pains,  projeft  and  prog  , 
To  charge  their  fhoulders  with  fo  great  a  log  : 
Who  hath  the  greater  lands,  hath  but  the  greater  clog. 

T  1 


2S2  Emblems^.  Book   5J 

4 

cannot  do  an  a£l  which  earth  difdains  not  5 

Icannotthinkathoughr  which  earth  corrupts  notj 
I  cannot  fpeak  a  word  which  earth  profanes  not  i 
1  cannot  m<  ke  a  vow  earth  interrupts  not : 
]  f  I  but  offer  up  an  early  grone  j 
Or  fpread  my  wings  to  Hcav'ns  long  long'd  for  thron< 
She  darkens  my  compl-iiits,  and  drags  my  offering  down 

5 
Ev*n  like  the  hawk,  (whofe  keepers  wary  hands 

Have  made  a  prifncr  to  her  wethring  ftock  ) 

lorgetringquitethepow'tof  her  faft  bnnds. 

Makes  a  rank  bate  from  her  forfaken  block. 

But  her  too  faithfull  Icalh  doih  foon  retain 

Her  broken  flight,  attempted  oft  in  vain  i 

It  gives  her  Joyns  a  twitch,  and  tugs  her  back  again. 

6 

SOi  when  my  foul  dircds  her  better  eye 

To  Heav'ns  bright  Pallace  (where  my  treafure  lies  ) 

I  fpread  m^y  willing  wings,  but  cannctflic: 

Earth  hales  me  down,  I  cannot,  cannot  rife  : 

V/hen  I  but  flrive  to  mount  the  Jeafl  degree , 

Earth  gives  a  jerk,  and  foils  me  on  my  knee  5 

Lord,  how  my  foul  is  rack:  betwixt  the  world  and  thee  ^ 

7 
Great  God,  T  fpread  my  feeble  wings  in  vain  5 

-    In  vain  1  offer  niy  extcnd-^d  hands  : 

1  cannot  mount   '•][  thou  unlink  my  chain  ; 
I  cannot  come  till  thou  releafe  •-  y  bands  * 

Which  if  thou  plcife  to  bre.'ik,  and  then  fupply 
My  wings  with  fpirit,  th'  Eagle  Ihall  notflie 

A  pitch  that 's  half fo  faijr,  nor  half  fo  fwift  asl. 


Bo  N A Vfl 


icoi 


Book  5 .  Embkmes.  1%^ 

BoNAVENT.  cap.  i.Soliloql 
Ah  fweet  Ufus ,  fierce  themarrotp  nfmy  foul  with  the  health- 
fullih  ^fis  oj  thy  lo^e  ,  that  it  may  truly  burn  and  melt ,  and  loH' 
^Hish  wiih  the  onely  defire  of  thee  5  tkit  it  may  defire  to  be  difl  hed, 
dnd  to  be  with  thee  :  Let  it  hunger  alone  f>r  the  bread  of  Ufc  tet 
it  ihirfl  .ifter  thee  ,  thefprmg  and  fountain  of  eternall  li^ht ,  the 
ftream  of  true  pleafure  :  let  it  alwaies  defire  thfff  ,  feek  thee ,  and 
fnd  thee ,  and  ftpeetly  refl  in  ihce. 


EP   18,    9. 

What )  will  thy  ihacklcs  neithcc  loofe  nor  break  i 
Are  they  too  diong,  or  is  thy  arm  too  weak } 
Art  will  prevail  where  knotty  Arength  ienics  $ 
My  foul  J  there  'g  ^^utifortis  in  thiae  cyc«. 

T  i 


2S4 


f.mhlcmcs. 


Book 


X. 


J^nna  my  Joule  out  of  Prtfon  Aac  Imay  fnTrf. 
thjf  Name  -        A-  :j^  i .  -7.    witlfirvfi'n.jrtil-^'fir 


3ook   5.  EnMemes.  285 


X. 


Psalm  142.  7. 

^ring  my  fiul  out  offrifo?i ,  that  Imaypyaijc 
thy  nxrae , 

k^YSoul  isJikea  bird,myflelh  the  cage, 

\Vhercin  Ihe  wears  her  weary  pilgrimage 
•f  houres  as  few  as  evil>  dayl y  fed 
/ith  facred  wine,  and  facramentall  bread ; 
'he  keyes  that  lock  her  in,  and  let  her  our, 
re  Birth  and  Death  j   'twi>:t  both  (he  hops  about 
com  perch  to  per:h,  from  fenfe  toreafon;   then 
cOiii  higher  reafon  down  to  fenfe  again  : 
rOTi  fenfe  fheclimbs  tofaith  5  where  for  a  feafon 
lefirsani  ilngs  J    then  down  again  to  reafon  : 
com  reafon  back  to  faith,  and  ftraightfrom  thence 
le  ruddy  flutters  to  the  perch  of  fcnfc : 
com  fenfe  to  hope  \  then  hops  from  hope  to  doubt  ? 
rom  doubt,  to  d all  defpair ;    there  feeks  about 
or  def).)'rate  freedome  ,  and  ar  ev'ry  grate  , 
ae  wjidiy  thrufts,  and  begs  th'  untimely  date 
»f  unexpired  thraldome  ,  to  releafe 
h'affl:£ied  caprtve.tia:  can  find  no  peace. 
h<i>  am  [  coop'd  within  this  flefhly  cage 
wear  my  youth  and  waft  my  weary  age  , 
)ending  rhar  breath  w  lic  1  was  ocdain'd  to  chauric 
cav'ns  praifes  forth,  infighesand  fad  complaint  ; 
ailft  happierbiris  canfpread  their  nimble  wing 
om  ihi:abs  to  cciirs,  ani  :heic  ciicp  and  iing  , 

T  5  la 


z%6  Emblemes.  Book    5 

I  n  choice  of  raptures  ,   the  harjponious  ftory 
Of  man<  redemption)  and  his  Makers  glory: 
You  glorious  MartyrSi  yc  u  illuftrious  troops  j 
T'at  once  were  cJoyfrrt'd  in  your  flelhiy  coops  , 
As  faft  as  ^,  wnat  ihet'rick  hid  your  tongues  J 
What  dextrous  .  rthad  your  Elcgiak  Tongs  § 
What  P^«/  Uh^  povv'r  h<.d  your  ad.i  ir'd  devotion? 
Wiiat  fh^ckle  breaking  faith  infus'd  fuch  motion 
To  your  ftrong  prayers,  that  could  obtain  the  boorx 
To  be  inlarg'dj  to  be  uncag'd  fo  foon  ? 
When  I,  poore  I,  can  fi-igmy  d-  yly  tears. 
Grown  old  in  bondage,  and  can  find  no  ears : 
You  great  partakers  of  cternall  g'ory. 
That  with  your  Hcav'n  prevailing  Oratory , 
Relea^'d  your  fouJsfrom  your  terreftriallcage, 
Permit  the  pafTiop  of  my  holy  rage 
Torecommtnd  nyforrnws,   dearly  known 
To  you  ,  in  dayes  of  old,  and  once  your  own  , 
Toyourbtfl  the  Jghrs,  (but  oh 'troth  notbefiryc 
To  n  ovc  your  pray'rsj  you  iove  and  joy,  nor  pittie  :) 
Great  Lord  of  loulsto  whomftiould  prifners  flie  , 
Butihee?  Thou  hadlt  thy  cage,  as  well  as  I  : 
Andi  f (  r  my  fake,  t  y  pleafurc  was  to  know 
Theforrow^  that  it  brought,  and  feltft  tr.em  too  5 
O  fet  me  free,  and  1  will  Ipend  thole  dayes, 
Wr.ieh  now  1  waft  in  begging,  in  thy  praife. 


A  N  S  E  L  M. 


look   5.  Emblemes.  287 

A  xVj  5  E  L  M.  in  Frotolog.  cap.  r 

0  m'fffYiMe  condithn  of  mankind ,  th.it  bxs  loff  that  for  tphich 

jpji  ere. i ted'.   -^Ui,  whd  hah  he  lo'^^i  ^nd  what  hah  he 

unci  >   He  hjit'->  I  fi  happht  JJe  for  which  he  tp^s  m^de  ,  and  found 

iferj  for  which  he  wiS  ndt  made:  Whatisgo.iC  J  a-d  what  ii 

f  I  That  thing  is  gone-,  without  which  he  is  unhappy^  that 

ting  is  left  y  by  which  he  is  mi ftr able  :  O  wr'tched  men  !   From 

'hence  are  we  expelkd )    To  what  are  we  impelled  f  iphc'nce  are  we 

rown  i  ^ndwhiiher  are  we  hurrifd)   From  our  home  into  ba^ 

ishment  j  from  the  fight  of  God  into  onr  own  hlindnefle  i  from 

le pleafure  ofimmortali.ie  to  the  hiUernejfe  of  death  :  JVliferahU 

hannre!  from  how  rrreataoooi^  tohow  z^^^^  <^^^'^^^^  Ahme  y 

^hat  hay>e  I  en'erprifed  J  what  haye  I  dorte  f  whither  did  I^oe  f 

^hither  am  I  come  ? 


E  P  I  G.  10. 

,/ 

Pauls  midnight-voice  prevail'd;  his  muficks  thund« 
Unhing'd  the  prifon  doores,fplit  bolts  in  funder: 
An  i  fitft  thoi4  here,  and  hang'ft  the  feeble  wing  ^ 
And  whin'ft  to  be  enlarged  .^  foul,  learn  to  fing. 

T  4 


28S 


Emhlemes. 


Book  5. 


XI. 


!^s  tilt  Hart  yank  til  a{ttr  ihc  u)aterhivch' 
fo  patitcfh  mv  foujc  after  mcc  Ci  :rd.  ' 


Bcok   5.  Emblem cs,  2$ 9 

XL 

Psalm   24.  i. 

i^s  the  Hartpanteth  after  thel^Ater-brooks j 
Jo  pantcth  my  foul  after  thee^  0  God, 


UOcvftla!!  my  tongue  expteffc  that hallow'd  fire 

Whicft  Heav'n  hath  kindled  in  my  ravifht  heart  \ 
What  Mufe  (hall  I  invoke,  that  will  infpirc 

My  lowly  quill  toad  aloftiepart ! 
What  Art  fhall  I  devife  t'  exprelfe  defire, 
Too  intricate  to  be  expreft  by  Art ! 
Letali  rhenine  befilerjti   Irefufe 
Their  aid  in  this  high  task,  for  they  abufe 
The  flames  of  love  too  much;  aflift  me,  D^vif/iMafe. 


2 


Notas  the  thirfly  foyl  defiresfoft  fhow'rs  , 

To  quicken  and  refreftiher  Embryon  grain  i 
Nor  as  the  droopins  crefts  of  fading  flow'rs 

Requeft  the  bounrie  of  a  morning  rain  , 
Do  1  defire  my  God  :  thefe,  in  few  houres. 
Re-  wifh  vq\\?.x  'are  their  wifhes  did  ob:ain> 
But  as  the  fwift-foot  Hart  doth  wounded  flie 
To  th'  mac'-!  df fired  ftreams,ev'n  fodo  I 
Pant  after  thee,  rry  God,  whom  I  rr.ufl  find  or  i\z. 


^fiiore 


^90  Emblemes,  Book  5. 

Before  a  pack  of  deep- mouth'd  lufts  I  flee  ; 

O.  they  have  finglcd  out  my  panting  heart  j| 
And  vanton  r«p«(/,  fitting  in  a  tree , 

Hath  pierc'd  my  bofome  with  a  flaming  dart ; 
liy  foul  bring  fpent ,  for  refuge  feeks  to  thee, 
But  cannot  find  where  thou  my  refuge  art : 
Like  3  \  tne  fwifc  foot  Hart  doth  wounded  flic 
Tothcdefiredftreams,  ev'nfod©! 
Pant  after  thee ,  my  God,  whom  I  muft  find  or  die, 

4 
At  length  by  flight ,  I  over-went  the  pack ; 

Thou  drew'ft  the  wanton  dart  from  our  my  wound  j 
The  bloud,  that  follow'd,  left  a  purple  track , 

Which  brought  a  Serpent,  but  in  fhape  a  Hound  ; 
Weftrovc,  hcbitmej  but  thou  brak'ft  his  back, 
I  left  him  grov'ling  on  th'  cnvenom'd  ground  j 
But  as  the  Serpent-bitten  Hart  doth  flie 
To  the  long-long*d  for  breams,  eve'n  fo  did  I 
Pant  after  thee ,   my  God,  syhom  I  muft  find  or  die. 

5 
If  lufl  fhould  chafe  my  foul,  made  fwifc  by  fright , 

Thou  art  the  Ilreams  whereto  my  foul  is  bound  : 
Or  if  a  jav'lin  wound  my  fides  inflia'u  , 

Thou  art  the  balfame  that  muft  cure  my  wound : 
If  poyfon  chance  t*  inf^ft  my  foul,  in  fight 
'    Thoi*  art  the  treacle  that  muft  make  me  found  : 
Ev'n  as  the  wounded  Hart,   emboft,  doth  flie 
To  th'ftreams  extremely  long'd  for,  fo  do  I 
Pant  after  thee,   my  God,  whom  I  muft  find  ocdie. 


C  YK  I  L. 


)Ook    5.  Emhlemes  29^ 

CyRtI.    lib.  5.  in  Joh.  cap.  10. 

0  precious  n>ater -,  which  qnencheih  the  noy[cme  thhfl  of  this 
world  y  that  fcoureth  aU  the' flams  of  fwtiers-,  that  watereth  the 
eJYth  of  our  fouls  with  heayetily  Jhotvers ,  and  brmgeth  back  the 
thirfiy  heart  of  man  to  his  onely  Cod  [ 

5.  August.  Soliloq.  55. 

O  fountain  of  life  ,  and  -vein  of  lining  waters,  when  jhaU  I  lea)ffe 
this  for faken  ,  intp.ifSihU ,  and  dry  earth  ,  and  taji  the  waters  of 
thy  /p.  eetnefse  ,  thM  I  may  behold  thy  -virtue ,  and  thy  glory,  and 
flake  my  t'  irfl  with  the  flreams  of  thy  mercy  ;  Lcrcf,  T  thirf} '. 
Thou  art  the  fpring  of  life ,  fatisfie  r,:e  j  I  thirfl  Lord ,  I  thirft  aj- 
ier  thee  the  lining  Cod  I 


EP  I  G.   II. 

Thesrrow-fiTiittenKart,  deep  wounded,  flies 
To  th'fpii.  gs  with  water  in  his  weeping  eyes  ; 
Heav'nis  thy  fpring  :  If  Satans  fiery  dart 
Pierce  tny  fuinc  (Ides  >  dofo,  try  Rrouuded  Kearr. 


291 


Emblcmes. 


Book  5. 


XII. 


WJicn  //tall J  come  ojid  avpearc  bcfcrc 


Book  5.  Emhlemes,  291 

XII. 

Psalm   42.   2. 
IVhen  fhall  I  ccme  a?? d  appear  b  fore  God'^ 

VV  Hat  is  my  foul  the  better  to  be  tinM 

With  holy  fire  ?  what  boots  it  to  be  coyn'd 
With  Heav'ns  ocvn  ftamp  r  what  vantage  can  there  be 
To  fouls  of  Hcav'n-dcfcended  pedegree  , 
More  then  to  beafts  that  grovel  ?    Are  not  they 
Tedby  til' Almighties  hand  ?  and  ev'ry  day, 
liilM  with  his  bleffing  too  ?  Do  they  not  fee 
God  in  his  Creatures  as  direct  as  we  ? 
Do  they  not  taft  thee  /  hear  thee  ^  nay,  what  fenfc 
Is  not  partaker  of  thine  E-vccllence  \ 
Wnatmoredo  we  2  Alas,  what  fervesourreafoiij 
But,  like  dark  lanthorns,  to  acconnplilh  treafoa 
With  greater  clofenelTe  :   It  affords  no  light, 
Brings  thee  no  nearer  to  out  purblindfighti 
jSIo  pieafure  rifes  up  the  leaft  degree , 
Gre:.t  God,  but  in  the  clearer  view  of  thee  : 
What  priv'ledge  more  then  fenfe  hath  reafon  than  \ 
What  vantage  is  it  to  be  born  a  man  ? 
.How  often  hath  my  patience  built,  dear  Lord, 
Vain  tow'rs  of  Hope  upon  thy  gracious  Word  ? 
How  often  hath  th\  Hope-reviving  Grace 
Woo'd  m,y  fufpitious  eyes  to  feck  thy  face  ! 
How  often  have  I  fought  thee  J  Oh  hovv^  long 
Hath  evpeclation taught  my  perfed  tongue 
Repeated  pray *rs, yet  pray'rscould  ne'r  obtain  j 
In  vain  I  feck  thee  J  and  I  beg  in  yain  : 


CLi^Jir  Emhlemfs.  Book  5, 

If  it  be  high  prefamption  to  beho!d 

Thy  face  ,  why  didft  thou  make  .nine  eyes  fo  bold 

To  feek  it  \  If  that  objcd  be  too  bright 

For  mans  afped,  why  did  thy  lips  invite 

Mine  eye  t'expedtit  I  If  it  might  be  feen  > 

Why  is  this  envious  curtain  drawn  between 

Mydarknedeyeandit  f  O  tell  me,  why 

Thou  doft  command  the  thing  thou  doft  denyj 

Why  doft  thou  give  me  fo  unpriz'd  a  treafute  > 

And  then  deny'ft  my  greedy  foul  the  pleafure 

To  vi€?C  thy  g  ft :    Alas,  that  gift  is  void  , 

And  is  no  gift,  that  may  not  be  enjoy'd  : 

If  thole  refulgcntbeams  of  Heav'ns  great  light 

Guild  not  the  day,  what  is  the  day,  but  night  ? 

The  drouzie  fhepaerd  fleeps  5  fiow'rs  droop  and  fadc^ 

The  birds  are  fullcn,  and  the  beaft  is  fad  : 

But  if  bright  Titan  dar.  his  golden  ray  , 

And,  with  his  riches  glorific',  the  day  , 

The  jolly  Ihepheard  pipes  j  fiowr's  frefhly  fpring ; 

The  beafts  grower  ga  viefomc,  and  tae  birds  they  fmg. 

Thou  art  my  Sun, great  God  :  O  whenfhalll 

View  the  full  beams  of  thy  Meridian  eye  ? 

Draw>  draw  this  flelhly  curtain,  that  denies 

The  gracious  prefencc  of  thy  glorious  eyes  | 

Orgivc  wefaith  J  and  by  theeye  of  grace  > 

\  ftiall  behold  thee,  thougknot  face  to  face. 


S.  AuausT. 


Book  5.  Emhlcmcs. 

S.  August.  inPfal.  39. 

Who  created  all  things  is  better  then  all  things;  who  heiullfiei 
all  things  is  were  beautifuU  ti  en  a^  things:  who  wadejlrengthis 
jlronger  then  all  things  :  who  made  great  things  is  greater  thenaU 
thirgi :  Whatfeeyer thoti  hn^ejl he  is  t'at to  thee :  Learn  to  loye  the 
workman  in  kis  work  y  the  Cremur  in  his  creature  :  let  not  that 
which  w^xs  made  by  him  ^ojjejfe  thed  lefl  thou  lofe  him  hj  whom 
ihyfeljwas  made. 

S»  August.  Med. cap.  37. 

0  tlou  moji  fweet ,  mofi  gruious ,  moj}  amiable ,  IM»/?  fair , 
when  jhaU  I  fee  thee  r  whenJhiUlhe  faiisfed  with  thy  beautie  ? 
When  wilt  thou  lead  me  jrom  this  dark  dun^eotti  thit  1  may  con- 
fefse  thy  name  ? 


E  P  IG.    II. 

How  art  thou  ihaded  in  this  yeil  of  night , 
Behind  thy  curtain  flefh  f  thou  fceft  no  light, 
J-^ut  crhatthy  pride  doth  challenge  as  her  ownj 
Thv  flcih  is  hie :  fioul  take  this  curtain  down. 


t9^ 


Emhlemes, 


Book   5 


XIIL 


'hy  I  had  the  winas  ofci  J^juejcr  thrrj 
wouldjlir  away,<Lr  he  at  rc>lt'fj:ss.  6 


\     N 


look  5,  Embkmes,  0.97 

XIIL 

P  S  ALM     55.  6. 

Othat  I  had  the  lyings  of  a  Dove^  for  then  I 
li^ouldjlte  al^ay  a7id  be  at  reji. 


A  Nd  am  I  fwotn  a  dunghil  flave  for  e  vet 

To  earths  bafc  drudg'ry  ?   ihall  I  never  fiad 
A  night  of  reft  ?  ihall  my  indentures  never . 
Becancell'd?  did  injurious  Nature  bind 
My  foul  earths  prentice,  with  no  claufc  to  leave  her  \ 
No  day  of  freedom?  maft  I  ever  grind  J 
O  that  I  had  the  pinions  of  a  Dove, 
That  I  might  quit  my  bands  and  fore  above, 
And  pour  ray  Juft  complaints  before  the  great  Jehoye  ! 

2 
How  happy  arc  the  DoveS)  that  have  the  pow*r, 

When  ere  they  pleafe,  to  fpread  their  ayry  wings ! 
Or  cloud-dividing  Eagles,  that  can  towrc 

Above  the  fent  of  thefc  inferiour  things  ! 
How  happy  is  the  Lark,  that  ev*ry  hour 

Leaves  earth,  and  then  for  joy  mounts  up  and  fihgs  F 
Had  my  dull  foul  but  wings  as  well  as  they. 
How  I  would  fpring  from  earth  and  clip  away  .♦ 
^s  wife  ^J?r.'<i  did,  and  fcora  this  ball  of  clay  .' 

V  O 


29S  Emhlemes.  Book  5 

% 

O  how  tny  foul  would  fpurn  this  ball  of  clay, 
And  loarh  ihe  dainties  of  earths  painful  pleafure  \ 
O  how  I'dc  laugh  to  fee  men  night  and  day 
TurmoyI,  to  gain  that  trafh  they  call  their  treafurc  ! 
O  how  rdc  fmiJe  to  fee  what  plots  they  lay 
To  catch  a  blaft>  or  own  a  fmile  from  cefar ! 
Had  I  the  pincons  of  a  mounting  Dove, 
How  I  would  fore  and  fmg,  and  hate  the  love 
Of  tranfitory  toycs>  and  feed  on  joys  aboye  ! 

4 
There  fhould  I  find  that  everlafting  pleafure,  (not  5 

Which  change  removes  notj  and  which  chance  prevent; 
There  Ihould  1  find  that  everlafting  treafure, 

Which  force  deprives  not,  fortune  difaugmcntsnotj 
There  Ihould  I  find  that  everlafting  Cefar, 

Wnofe  hand  recalls  not,  and  whofe  heart  repents  not  j 
Had  1  the  pineons  of  a  clipping  Dove, 
How  1  would  climb  the  skies,  and  hate  the  love 
Of  tranfitory  toyes,  and  joy  in  things  above  ! 

5 

No  rank-mouth'd  flander  there  fhall  give  offence, 
Or  blafi  our  blooming  names,  as  here  they  do » 
No  livcr-fcaldinglufl  fhall  there  incenfe 

Our  boyling  veins.  There  is  no  Cupids  bow  : 
Lord,  givemyfouJ  the  milk-white  innocence 
Of  Dovesj  and  I  fiull  have  their  pincons  too : 
Had  I  the  pineons  of  a  fprightJy  Dove , 
.  How  I  would  quit  this  earth,  and  fore  above 
Ab4  Hcav'ns  blcft  kingdom  findj  with  Heav'ns  blefl  King 
Jehovc. 


S.  A  u  <5  u  5  T. 


Book  5.  Emblemes.  299 

S.  Au  «u  s  T.  in  Pfal.  ijj. 

What  wings  fhould  I  defire  but  the  two  precepts  ofhye,OH  which 
the  Zaw  and  the  Prophets  defend  !  O  tfl  could  ohtttin  thtfe  wings 
I  could  fy  from  thy  face  to  thy  face,  from  the  face  of  thy  luftice  to 
the  face  of  thy  Mercy  :  Let  w  find  thofe  wings  by  lore  whieh  we 
hayeloftij  luji. 

S.  A  u  e  u  s  T.  in  Pfal.  j6, 

Lettts  ctif}  off  what foe-vtr  hinderethy  entangleth^or  burdeneth 
tur  flight  until  we  attain  t'  at  w'-ich  fatiifieth  ;  beyond  whkhy  no* 
thing  PS  3  benuth  which j  aU  things  are  i  of  which,  aU  things  nrf. 


.iti 


Epic.  i3> 
*  Tcll^  me,  my  wiihing  foul,  didft  ever  tiie 
Movt  faft  the  wings  of  red-croft  faith  can-flic  $ 
Why  begg'ft  thou  then  the  pincons  of  a  Dove  5 
Faiths  wings  axe  fwifter,  but  the  fwiftcft  loyc. 


500 


ImbUmes* 


Book  5. 


TT  V 


:H<nv  amiAle  are  ihyTaherruuhs  0  L  or^ 


^<|Book  5,  Emblemes.  301 

XIV. 


Psalm   84.   i. 

Ho'^  amiable  are  thy  Tabernacles  0  God  of 
Ho/is, 

A  Ncient  of  dayes,  to  whom  all  times  are  Now, 
Before  whofe  Glory  Seraphims  do  bow 

Their  blulhing  checks,  and  veil  their  blcmifht  faces. 

That  uncontain'd  at  once  doft  fill  all  places, 

How  glorious,  O  how  far  beyond  the  height 

Of  puzzled  quils,  or  the  obtufc  conceit 

lOf  flefh  and  blood,  or  the  too  flat  reports 

lOf  mortal  tongues,  are  thy  cxprefleffe  courts ! 

Whofe  glory  to  paint  forth  with  greater  Art, 

:Ravifb  my  fancy,  and  infpire  my  heart  5 

lExcufe  my  bold  attempt,  and  pardon  me 

For  fhewing  fenfc  what  faith  alone  fhould  fee. 
.Ten  thoufand  millions,  and  ten  thoufand  more 

Ofangel-meafur'd  leagues  from  th'Eaftern  fhore 

Of  dungeon  earth  this  glorious  Palace  ftands, 

Before  whofe  pearly  gates  ten  thoufand  bands 

Of  armed  angels  wait  to  entertain 

Thofe  purged  fouls  for  whom  theLamb  was  flain  j 
I  Whofe  guiltleffe  death,  and  voluntary  yielding 
'of  whofe  giv'n  life,  gave  this  brave  court  her  building  ; 

The  lukewarm  blood  of  this  dear  Lamb  being  fpilt  j 
;  To  rubies  turned,  whereof  her  pofts  were  buiic  j 

And  what  dropt  down  in  cold  and  gelid  gore. 

Bid  turn  rich  SaphyreS;  and  impav'd  her  floor : 

V  S  The 


3  02r  Emhlcmes.  Book  5. 

The  brighter  flames,  that  from  his  cy-balls  ray'J, 

Grew  Chryfolites,  whereof  her  walls  were  made  : 

The  inildcr  glances fparkled  on  the  ground, 

And  groundfild  every  door  with  Di;;mond  j 

Bu  dying,  darted  upwards,  and  did  fix 

A  battlement  of  purcft  Sardonix. 

Her  ftreets  with  burniiht  gold  are  paved  round, 

Stars  lie  like  pebbles  fcattred  on  the  ground  : 

Pearl  mixt  with  Onyx,  and  the  J^fper  ftone. 

Made  graveird  caufcwayes  to  be  trampled  on  : 

There  ihincs  no  Sun  by  day,  no  Moon  by  night  5 

The  Pallace  glory  is  the  Pallace  light : 

There  is  no  time  to  meafure  motion  by," 

There  Time  is  fwallow'd  with  Eternity  ; 

Wry-n.out^'d  Difdain,  and  corner  haunting  Luft, 

And  twy  fac'd  Fraud,  and  beerle-brow'd  Diftruft, 

So\x\  boyling  Rage,  and  trouble-l^ate  Sedition, 

And  giddy  Doubt,  and  goggle-ey*d  Sufpition, 

And  iumpilh  SorroWjand  degen'rous  Feat 

Are  banifht  thence,  and  Death*s  ^  ftrangcr  there  : 

But  fimple  Love,  and  fcmpitcrnal  Joyes, 

Whofe  fweetnclTe  neither  gluts  9or  fulneffe  cloyes  i 

Where  face  to  face  our  ravifh*teye  Ihall  fee 

Great  E  L  O  H  I  M  ,  that  glorious  One  in  Three, 

And  Three  in  One,  and  Ic-jng  himfhali  blcfle  him, 

And  blcfTing,  love  him,  ajnd  in  love,  poflciTe  him  : 

Here  ftay  my  foul  and  rivifh  in  relation  : 

Thy  words  being  fpcnr,  fpcnd  now  in  contemplation. 


S.    G  R  E  G, 


Book   5.  '■T.mhlemes,  303 

S.  G  REG.  inPfal.7.  pocnitent." 
Sweet  leftfi,  the  word  of  (hf  Father  ,  ti^e  bnghtneffe  of  piternd 
vloryy  whom  Angels  delight  to  ^iew-,  teach  me  to  do  rhy  will i  that 
led  by  thy  good  Spirit-,  I  may  come  to  that  hleffed  f-.iiy^  where  day  is 
eternaly  where  there  is  certain  fee urity-,  andjecureetemtty,  ande^ 
ternalpedce,  and  peaceful  h.^ppineffe  ,  and  happy  fweetnejfe ,  and 
fweet  pleafure  i  where  thou  0  God  with  the  Fmher  and  the  holy 
iSpirit  liyefi  and  reignefl  world  without  end. 

Ibid 
There  is  light  without  darl^effe }  joy  without  grtef-,  iefir§ 
tfiithout  funijhmenty   loye  without  fadnejfe^  fatiety  without  lod- 
thing ;   fafety  without  fear  j  health  without  difeafe  i   and  life 
withotit  death* 


EPI  6  14^ 

My  foul,  pry  not  tco  nearly ;  the  complexion 
Of  Soli  bright  face  is  Teen  but  by  reflexion  : 
But  wouldft  thou  know  what's  Heav*n  ?  I'll  tell  thee  what 
Think  what  thou  can{l  aoc  think,  and  Heav'nis  that* 

¥4 


304. 


.•:  Erfsblemes, 


Book  J,; 


XV. 


intake  naJrF  mjr  3chv-cli  and  ^^  Thon^likc 
■^{oa.Roc,orfo  ajfOJiji  Hart  vj^cn  ilic 
lUbmU'uifj  o^Jpkfs . Cant -B-M' Will- m  C 


Jook   5.  EmhUmc^,  305 


XV. 

Canticles    s.  14. 

M^kehijt^  my  Belovedy  andbe  like  the  Roe y 
or  the  young  H^rt  t4pon  the  mountains  of 
Sptces. 

■^0,geutle  tyrant,  go  ;  thy  flames  do  pierce  5 

My  fouJ  to  deep  ,  thy  flames  src  too  too  fierce  ; 
Vly  marrow  melts,  my  fainting  fpirits  fry 
l*th'  torried  Zone  of  thy  Meridian  eye  : 
Atcay,  away,  thy  fweets  are  too  perfuming  j 
Turn,  turn  thy  face,  thy  fires  are  too  confuming : 

Ha{\hence,and  let  thy  winged  f^eps  out-go 

The  frighted  Ro  buck,  and  his  flying  Ro. 
But  wilt  thou  leave  me  then  ^  O  thou  that  arc 
Life  of  my  foul,  foul  of  my  dying  heart, 
Without  the  fweet  afpect  of  whofe  fair  eyes, 
My  foul  doth  languifh  and  her  folace  dies  | 
Art  thou  focafilywoo'd  ?    fo  apt  to  heat 
The  frantick  language  of  my  foolifh  fear  ? 

Leave,  leave  me  not,  nor  turn  thy  beauty  from  me  ; 

Look,  look  upon  me,  though  thine  eyes  outcome  mc, 
O  how  they  wound  '.  but  how  n.y  wounds  content  me  I 
How  fweetly  thefe  delightful  pains  torment  me  '. 
How  1  am  tortur'd  in  exceflive  meafure 
Of  pleafing  cluelties  too  cruel  pleafure ! 
Turn,  turn  away,  remove  thy  fcorching  beams  ^ 


I  languifh  with  thefe  bittcr-fwcec  extremes : 


Haft 


5o6  Ewblemes.  Book.   5,  '' 

Haflt  hen,  and  let  thy  winged  fteps  out  go 

The  flying  Ro.  buck,  and  his  frighted  Ro.  ,, 

Turn  back, my  dear  i   O  let  my  ravifhtcye  J 

Once  more  behold  thy  face  before  thou  fly  J  J 

What,  ftiall  we  part  without  a  mutual  kiflc  I  \ 

O  wiiocan  leave  fofweet  a  face  ss  this  .^  " 

Look  full  upon  me  j  formy  fouldefircs  ? 

To  turn  a  holy  Martyr  in  thofe  fires  : 

O  leave  me  not,  nor  turn  thy  beauty  from  mc;  " 

Look,  look  upon  me,  though  thy  flames  ov'tcomc  me. 
If  tnou  becloud  the  Sun-fhinc  of  thine  eyc>  ' 

Ifreez  ro  death,and  if  it  lhine,T  fry  ; 
Which  like  a  fever,  that  my  (oul  bath  got, 
Makes  ire  to  burn  too  cold,  or  freez  too  hot : 
Alas,  I  cr.nnot  bear  fo  fweet  a  fmart> 
Nor  canfi  thou  be  lefle  glorious  then  thou  art. 

Ha(\  then,  and  let  thy  winged  flcps  out-go 

The  frighted  Ro-buck,  and  his  flying  Ro. 
But  go  not  far  beyond  the  reach  of  breath  ; 
Too  large  a  diftance  makes  another  death  : 
My  youth  is  in  her  Spring  j  Autumnal  vowes 
Will  make  me  riper  for  fo  (wceta  Spoufe  ; 
When.nfter-timcs  have  burnilh'd  my  defire> 
I'll  fhoot  thcc  flames  for  flames,  and  fire  for  fire, 

O  leave  me  not^  nor  turn  thy  beauty  from  me  j 

Look,  look  upon  me,  though  thy  flames  ov'rcorrc  me* 


^utoi 


Book   5.  Emblemes,  507 

AutorfcalarParadifi.  Tom.  9.  Aug.  cap.  8. 
Tar  not.  0  Brile.fjorcefpair  ;  think  not  thy  felfcontemnedy 
if  thy  Bridegroom  Tviihdraw  hi6  face  a  while  :  ^U  thin^j  cooperate 
for  the  hefi  :  both  from  his  ab fence,  and  l-ps  prefence  thoit^-inefl 
light :  He  cometh  to  thee,  andhe goethfrom  thee  -.  he  cometh  to  rmxks 
thee  confolate  ;  hegoeth,  to  make  ihee  cautious  ,  lefi  thy  abundant 
ConfoUtion  puff  thee  up  :  he  cometh  thai  thy  languVhing  foul  may 
he  comforted  •  he  goeth  ,  left  Aw  familiarity  il-ould  he  contemned  5 
and  being  abfent,  to  be  more  de fired;  and  being  de fired,  to  be  more 
e^rneflly  fought  I  and  being  loig  fought  t  to  be  more  Acceptably 
JQuni. 


Ep  IG.  If. 
My  foul,  fins  n'oniter,  whom,  with  greater  eafe 
Ten  thoufand  fold,  thy  God  could  make  then  pleafe  3 
What  cTOuldft  thou  have  r  nor  pleas*d  with  fun,  nor  Ihade  } 
Heav'n  knows  not  what  to  make  of  what  he  made. 


301 


^mhL 


ernes. 


Book  5. 


iria^Jm         Caroitat    a^L     ciras 


THE    FA  RE  WE  L. 

Revel  AT  i  on  2.  10. 

Be  thou  faithful  unto  death y  unillvill  give 
thee  the  crol^n  of  life, 

-i^E  faithful.  Lord,  what's  that? 
Believe  :  'c  is  cafy  to  bclicre  ;  but  what  | 

That  he  whom  thy  hard  heart  hath  wounded, 

A  nd  whom  thy  fcorn  hath  fpit  upon, 
Kath  paid  thy  fine,  and  hath  compounded 

For  thofe  foul  deeds  thy  hands  haycdonc: 
Believe,  that  he  whofe  gentle  palms 

Thy  needle-pointed  fins  have  naild, 
Hath  born  thy  Ilavifh  load  f  of  alms) 
And  made  fupply  where  thou  haft  faild  \ 
Did  ever  mis'ry  find  fo  Grange  relief  ? 
It  is  a  love  too  ftrong  for  mans  belief. 

2 
Eelicve  that  he,  whofe  fide 
Thy  crimes  have  pierc'd  with  their  rebellions,  di'd,  ■ 
To  fave  thy  guilty  foul  from  dying 

Ten  thoufand  horrid  deaths,  from  whence 
There  was  no  fcape,  there  was  no  flying. 

But  through  his  dearcft  bloods  expcncc  j 
Believe,  this  dying  friend  requires 
Nootherthanksfor  allhis  pain> 
But  ev'n  the  truth  of  weak  defires , 
And  for  his  love,  but  love  again  : 
Did  ever  mis'iy  find  fo  true  a  friend  ? 
It  is  a  loyetoo  yaft  to  comprehend. 


3 1  o  EmbUmes*  B  ook 


With  floods  of  tears  baptize 
And  drench  thefe  dry,  thcfe  unrcgcn'ratc  eyes ; 
Lord^  whet  my  dull,  my  blunt  belief. 

And  break  this  flefhiy  rock  in  funder. 
That  from  this  heart,  this  hell  of  grief, 

May  fpring  a  Heav'n  of  love  and  wondet : 
O,  if  thy  mercies  will  remove 

And  melt  this  lead  from  my  belief. 
My  grief  will  then  refine  my  love, 
My  love  will  then  refrclh  my  grief: 
Then  weep  mine  eyes  as  he  hath  bled ;  vouchfafc 
To  drop  for  6vcry  drop  an  Epitaph. 

4 

But  is  the  crown  of  Glory 
The  wages  of  a  lamentable  ftory  ? 

Or  canfo  grcata  purchafe  rife  '; 

From  a  fait  humour  ?  can  mine  eye 
Run  faft  enough  t'  obtain  this  prize  ? 
I  f  fo.  Lord,  who***  fo  mad  to  die  J 
Thy  tears  are  trifles  ;  thoumuftdo: 
Alas,  I  cannot  J  then  endeavour  : 
I  will:  but  will  a  tug  or  two 

Suffice  the  turn  f  thou  mufl:  perfcyer  % 
ril  fltivc  till  death  5  and  Ihall  my  feeble  flrife 
Be  crowiv'd  ?  I'll  crown  it  with  a  crown  of  life. 

'  ''    '  ■  ^ 

»  But  is  there  fuch  a  dearth 

yiiat  thou  muft  buy  what  is  thy  due  by  birth  ? 

He  whom  thy  hands  did  form  of  dufl. 

And  gave  him  breath  upon  condition  I 
To  love  his  great  Cfeatour,  mufl 
He  now  b«  thine  by  compofition  ? 

Alt 


Book  5.  Emhlemes  311 

Art  thou  a  gracious  God  and  mild, 

Or  head-ftrong  man  rebellious  rathci  \ 
O,  man's  a  bafc  rebellious  child. 
And  thou  a  very  gracious  Father  : 
The  gift  is  thine  ;  wc  ftrive»  thou  crown'ft  our  ftrifc  i 
Thou  giv'ft  us  faith  j  and  Faith,  a  crown  of  life. 


V  Its  I  S. 


I 


S?fi0ftMCi» 


ihe  fnind  of  the  Frontifpiece. 

This  Bubble 's  Man :  Hope>  Fear,  falfe  Joy  and  Trouble, 
Aic  thofc  four  Winctes  which  dayly  tofic  this  Bubble. 


s^m  ^gri,«K«»  «^€K^.  ^^  m«^v^v^v^^i^i>^ 


To  the  right  Honourable. 

both  in  Blood  and  Virtue,  and 

moft  accompliflit   Lady, 

MARY,  ' 

COUNTESSE    OF    DORSET, 

LaDY  Governeffe  to  the 

moft  Illnftrious 

CHARLES' 

PRINCE  of  great  "Brkairh  and 

JAMES, 

Duke    of  York. 

Excellent  Lady , 

f^^    Frefent  thefe  Tapours  io  hum  un- 
^"'''"'  der  the  fife  protection  of  your  Ho- 
nour ahie  Name  :  liohere  ,   /  pre- 
fume  3  they  fland  fecure  from  the 
damps  of  ignorance  y   and  ^lafis   of  cenfure 

X  4  If 


The  Epiftic  Dedicatory.  - 
it  is  a  fmall  part  of  that  ahtin^ant  fervice 
T»hich  my  thankful  he  art  oloethyour  incompa- 
Table  goodnejfe.  Be  f  leafed  to  honour  it  l»tth 
yournoble  C^cceptanct^  '^htchfhallhe  nothing 
but  iph  at  your  o'^m  ejleemfh  all  make  it. 

Your  Lapps  moft 
humble  fervant , 

Ira.  QuaRles. 


321 


To  tL 


deader. 


p|g^  F  you  are  fatisfied  with  my  Em 


''  blemes ,  1  here  fet  before  you  a  fe- 
cond  fervice.  It  is  an  /Egyptian 
difh,  dreftontheEnglifh  fafhlon: 
They  ,  at  their  Feafts  ,  ufcd  to  prefent  a 
Deaths-head  at  their  lecond  courfe  :  This 
will  ferve  for  both.  You  need  not  fear  a  fur- 
fet  :  Here  is  but  little  5  andthat,  lightofdi- 
geftion  :  If  it  but  pleafe  your  Palate,  I  que- 
ftion  not  your  ftomack :  Fall  too  j  and  much 
50odmayitdoyou. 


Convivio  addit  Minerval.  E.  B. 

Remy  Regem^  Regimen^  RegtonemjRcligionem, 
£xornati  celckrat,  laudato  honor  at  ^  amat. 


B  EN  E  VOL  us. 


Hierolyph,  I. 


.  I 


)in,7    J^uminc    inane 


Hieroglyph,  I.  j2| 

P  saLM  51.  5. 

behold  I  'Vfinspoapen  in  iniquity,  a.ndinfitt  did 
my  mother  conceive  me, 

X/jAnismans  ^SC'  There  is  none  that  cm 

Read  God  aright,  unlefle  he  firil:  fpellMan: 
Man  is  the  flairs,  whereby  his  knowledge  din^bs 
To  his  Creatour  though  It  oftentimes 
StUHibles  for  want  of  lig!:t>  and  ionictitres  trips 
For  want  of  careful  heed  j  and  fometitnos  flips 
Through  unadvifcdhafl  J  and  when  at  lei.gth 
His  weary  ftcps  have  rcach'd  the  top ^  his  ftrengtii 
Oft  fails  to  fland  i  his  giddy  brains  turn  round , 
And  T'haetonAikCi  falls  headlong  to  the  ground  : 
Thefe  flairs  are  often  dark,  and  full  of  danger 
To  him,  whom  want  of  prafticc  rrakes  a  flranger 
To  this  blind  way  :The  Lamps  of  nature  lends 
But  3  falfe  light,  and  lights  to  her  orrn  ends, 
Thefe  be  the  wayes  to  Heav'n  j   thefe  paihs  requite 
A  light  that  fprings  from  that  Diviner  fire, 
Whofe  humane foul-enlightning  fun-beams  dart 
Through  the  bright  crannies  of  th'  immortal  part* 

And  here,  thou  great  Original  of  Light, 

Whofe  errour-chacing  beams  do  unbenight 

The  very  foul  of  darkncffe,  and  untwifl^ 

The  clouds  of  ignoranccj,  do  thou  alTift 

My  feeble  quill  ;  reflcft  thy  facred  rayes 

Upon  thefe  lines,  that  they  may  light  the  wayes 

Thatlead  to  thee  ;    fo  guide  my  heart,  myhandj 

That  I  may  do  what  others  underfland. 

Let  my  heart  pradice  what  my  hand  Ihall  wiitc^ 

Till  the  n,  1  am  a  Tspour  wanting  light. 

This 


324  HieroglyphA. 

This  geMcn  Precept,  Know  thyfelfy  came  do^rn 
Prom  Hcav*ns  higii  Court :  It  was  an  Art  unknown 
To  flefh  and  blood.  The  nacn  of  Nature  took 
Great  journeys  in  it :  Their  dim  eyes  did  look 
But  through  a  mift,  like  Pilgrims  they  did  fpcnd 
Their  idle  ftcps,  but  knew  no  journeys  end*. 
The  way  to  know  thy  felf,  is  firft  to  caft 
Thy  frail  beginning  ProgrefTe,  and  thy  lafl:  : 
This  is  the  fumof  Man  :  But  now  return 
And  view  this  Tapour  {landing  in  this  Urn, 
Behold  herfubftance,  fordid  and  impure, 
Ufelefle  and  and  vain,  and  (wanting  light)  obfcurc : 
Tis  but  a  fpan  at  longeft,  nor  can  laft 
Beyond  that  fpan  j  ordain'dand  made  tovraft  : 
Ev'n  fuch  was  Man  (before  his  foul  gave  light 
To  his  vile  fubftance)  a  meer  child  of  night  » 
Ere  he  had  life,  eftated  in  his  Urn, 
And  markt  for  death  j  by  nature,  bora  to  burn : 
Thus  livelefTe,  lightlcfTe,  worthleffc  firft  began 
That  glorious,  that  prcfumptirous  thing  call'd  Man.' 


S^  AucusT. 


Hieroglyph,  I.  325 

S.  August. 
ttnfidery  0  »««»j  whgt  thou  vert  before  thy  hirthy  and  tpkit  thou 
Mrt  from  thy  hirth  to  thy  death  ,  and  what  thouflmlt  he  after  dea  th : 
Thou  wen  made  of  an  im^ttre  fuh  fiance  %  dothed  and  nourijhcd  in 
thj  mgthers  bloQd, 


E  p  I  s.  I. 

Joibcar,  fond  Tapour :  what  thou  feck'ft,  is  fire  ; 
Thy  owndcflruftion's  locg'din  thy  dcfire. 
Thy  wants  are  far  more  fafe  then  their  fupply  ; 
Kc  that  begins  to  livcj  begins  to  die. 


Hieroglyph.  1 1. 


*^^\^>C^ 


M 


ffsctus  VnJc  . 


'\i'J.Ulfag/7ijlL '?:''./•. 


Hieroglyph,  II.  327 

Gekesis    1.3. 

K^nd  God  Jaidy  Let  there  be  light -y  and  there 
Tifas  li^ht. 


PHis  fiamc-cxpefting  Tapour  hath  at  length 
Received  fire,  and  now  begins  to  burn : 
It  hath  no  vigour  ycr,  it  hath  no  ftrength  ; 
Apt  to  be  puff  and  qucncht  at  ev'ry  turn : 
It  was  a  gracious  hand  that  thus  cndow'd  " 
This  fnufFwith  flame:But  mark  this  hand  doth  (hroud 
It  felf  felf  from  nnortaJ  evesj  and  folds  it  in  a  cloui. 


Thus  man  begins  to  live.     An  unknovvn  flame 

Qu^ickens  his  finifhc  Organs,  now  pofTcft 
With  motion  ;  and  which  motion  doth  proclaim 
An  active  foul,  though  in  a  feeble  brcaft : 

But  howj  and  when  infus'd,  ask  not  my  pen  j 
Here  flies  a  cloud  before  the  eyes  of  men  : 
I  cannot  tell  thee  how,  nor  canfl.  thou  tell  me  when. 

Was  it  a  parcel  of  celeflial  fire 

Infus'd  by  Keav'n  into  this  flefhly  mould  ? 
Or  was  it  (think  you)  made  a  foul  entire  I 
Tnen,  Was  it  new  created  /  Or  ©fold* 
Or  is 't  a  propagated  Spark)  rak'd  out 
From  Natures  embers  :  while  we  go  about, 
Ey  reafon  to  refolye,  the  more  wcraife  a  doubt. 

If. 


3  2&  Hieroglyph.  II. 


4 
If  it  be  part  of  that  cclcftial  Flame, 

It  muft  be  even  as  putc>  as  free  from  fpot 
As  that  eternal  Fountain  whence  it  came  : 

If  pure  and  fpotlcfle,  then  whence  came  theblot  / 
It  fclf  being  pure  could  not  it  felf  defile  j 
Nor  hath  unadive  matter  pow'r  to  foil 
Her  pure  and  a^ivc  form,  as  Jais  corrupt  their  Oyl. 

5 

Or  if  it  were  created,  tell  me  when  ^ 

If  in  the  firft  fix  dayc  s,  where  kept  till  now  ? 
Or  ifthefoul  were  new  created,  then 
Heav'ndid  not  all,  at  firft,  hehad  to  do: 
Six  dayes  e;i:pircd  all  creation  ceaft, 
All  kinds,  even  from  the  greateft  to  the  leaft. 
Were  finifht  and  coinplcte  before  the  day  of  reft. 

6 

But  why  ihould  iMan,  the  Lord  of  Creatures,  want 

That  priviledge  which  Plants  and  Beafls  obtain  ? 
Beafls  bring  forth  Bcafts,  the  Plant  a  perfed  Plant  j 
And  every  like  brings  forth  her  like  again  : 

^hall  Fowls,  and  Fifhes,  Beafts,^  and  Plants  convey 
Life  to  their  ifTue,  and  Man  ieffe  then  they  / 
5hall  ihcle  get  living  fouls  ?  And  Man  dead  lumps  of  clay  J 

7 
Muft  humane  fouls  be  generated  then  ? 

My  water  ebsj  behold,  a  Rock  is  nigh; 
IfNaturcs  work  produce  the  fouls  of  men, 

Mans  loul  is  mortal  :  Ail  that's  born  muft  die. 

What  fhall  we  then  conclude  f   What  fun-ftiiac  will 
Difperfe  this  gloomy  cloud  ?  Till  then,  be  ftill. 
My  vainly  ftriying  thoughts  i  lie  down;  my  puzzl'dquill, 

1  s  I  DOK. 


Hieroglyph,  II.  329 

ISIDOR. 

Why  iofi  thu  mndert  0  man,  at  the  height  of  the  Stars,  or  the 
depth  of  the  Sea  ?  Enter  into  thine  own  fouU  And  wonder  thcre^ 
The  foul  hjf  mutiny  pt  infnfed  -,  hy  infitfion,  created. 


EP  I  G,   2, 

What  art  thou  new  the  better  by  this  flame  | 
Thou  know'ft  not  how,  nor  when,  nor  whence  it  cattiC  - 
Poor  kind  ofhappineffe,  that  can  return 
1^0  nooie  accf  mpt  but  this>  to  fay,  I  hum  ? 

Y 


130 


Hieroglyph,   III. 


^UO    me  Cunq^  rap  it. 


liieroglyph.  III.  531 

Psalm  103.16. 

The  *fii>indpajfeth  over  it  and  it  is  gone, 

^O  fdoncr  is  this  lighted  Tapour  fct 
Upon  thetranfitory  ftage 
Of  eyc-bedarkning  night, 
Bu  it  is  ftraight  fubje^ed  to  the  threat 
Ofcnvious  windsj  whofe  waftfui  rage 

Difturbs  her  peaceful  light,  (bright. 

Amd  makes  her  fubftance  waft  ,  and  makes  hcr  flame  Icfle 

2 
No  fooncr  are  we  born,  no  fooner  come 
To  take  pofTeflion  of  this  vaft  j 
This  foul-affli£ling  earth? 
But  danger  meets  us  at  the  very  womb. 
And  forrow  with  her  full-mouth'd  blaft 
Salutes  our  painful  birth, 
To  put  out  all  our  joys,  and  puff  out  all  our  mirth, 

I 

Nor  infant  innocence,  nor  childifh  tears. 
Nor  youthful  wit,  nor  manly  power, 
Nor  politick  old  age, 
Nor  virgins  pleading,  nor  the  widows  prayers, 
Nor  lowly  cell,  nor  lofty  tower. 
Nor  Prince,  not  Peer,  nor  Page 
Can  fcape  this  common  blafl,  or  curb  her  ftoriv.y  rage. 

4 
Our  life  is  but  a  pilgrimage  of  blafts, 
And  every  blaO:  brings  forth  a  fear  j 
And  every  fear,  a  death  ; 
The  rrore  it  lengthens,  ah,  the  more  it  wafls : 
Were,  were  we  to  continue  here 
The  dayes  of  long-liv'd  S(?f^, 
Oui  foirows  Tyould  renew,  as  we  renew  our  b'eath, 

y  2  Tofi 


332  Hieroglyph,  III. 

5 

Toft  too  and  fro,  our  frighted  thoughts  arc  driv'ft 
With  every  pufF,  with  every  tide 
Offelf  conruming  care  ; 
Our  peaceful  flame,  tnar  would  point  up  to  Hcav'n, 
Is  ftill  difturb'd,  and  turnM  afide; 
And  every  blaft  of  ait 
Commitsiuch  waft  inmanas  man  cannot  repair. 

6 

W*  are  all  born  dcbters,and  we  firmly  ftand 
Oblig'd  for  our  firft  parents  debt  > 
Bcfides  ourinrereft  i 
Alas,  we  havcnoharmlcfre  counterband. 
And  we  are  every  hour  befct 
With  threatnings  of  arreft. 
And  till  we  pay  the  debt  we  can  expeft  no  refl, 

7 
What  may  this  forrow- ftiakcn  life  prcfent 
To  the  falfe  relifh  of  our  taft 

Tnat*s  worth  the  name  of  (^ett  1 
Ker  minutes  pleafurc  *s  choakt  with  difcontcnt. 
Her  glory  foil'd  with  every  blaft ; 
How  many  dangers  meet 
Poor  man  betwixt  the  biggin  and  the  winding  fticct ! 


S.  August. 


Hieroglyph.  1 1  f.  3  33 

S.   August. 

In  thh  »%rU,  n9t  to  hegrieyedi  not  to  be  affii^ed ,  not  to  he  in 
dittrer,  is  imPofiible. 

Ibid. 

Behold  y  the  world  is  fuS  of  troubles^  yet  beloyod  :  jrh.it  if  it 
ipere  4  pleafmg  world  J  Hovf  wouldfi  thou  ddight  in  her  culmst 
tb4t  canftfQ  jpeU  endure  herftormi  i 


Epic.  j. 
Art  thou  confum'd  with  foul-affli£^ing  erodes  ? 
DifturbM  with  grief?  annoy  'd  with  worldly  lofles  ^ 
Hold  up  thy  head  j  the  Tapour  lifted  hie 
Will  biook  the  wind,  when  lower  Tapours  die, 

Y  S 


334^ 


Hieroglyph.  I V. 


Qurandp   Lahaj-citr. 


Hieroglyph.  IV.  33$ 

Matthew  9. 12. 
lU'^hole  need  notthePhyJitim. 

4  Lwayes  pruning,  alwaycs  cropping  I 
^    IsherbrightneffeftillobfcurM^ 
Ever  dreffing,  ever  topping  ? 
Alwayes  curing,  never  cur*d  ? 

Too  much  fnuffing  makes  a  wall  i 

When  the  fpirits  fpcnd  too  faft, 

They  will  ftiiink  at  ev'ry  blaft. 

You  thatalwayes  arebeftowing 
Coftly  pains  in  life  repairing, 
Arc  but  alwaycs  overthrowing 
Katures  work  by  overcaring : 
Nature  meeting  with  her  (o^ 
In  a  work  Ihehath  to  do> 
Takes  a  pride  to  overthrow. 

Nature  knews  her  own  petfe£lIon) 
And  her  pride  difdains  a  tutour. 
Can  not  ftoop  to  Arts  correftion, 
And  (he  fcorns  a  coad j  utour , 
Saucy  Art  Ihouldnot  appear 
Tilllbewhirperinhet  eat; 
BagAt  flees,  liSau  bear. 

Natu  re  worketh  for  the  better, 
If  not  hindrcd  that  Ihc  cannot  5 

Art  ftands  by  as  her  abettor. 

Ending  nothing  (he  began  not  5 
If  diftemyer  chance  to  feife, 
Nat«rc  foiPd  with  the  difeafe, 
Aitmayhelpheiiflhc  pleafe. 


3  3^  Hieroglyph.  IV. 

5 

But  to  make  a  trade  of  trying 

Drugs  anddofics,  al^vayes  prunlng> 
Is  to  die  for  fear  of  dying  J 

He 's  untun'd,  that 's  alwaycs  tuning. 
He  that  often  loves  to  lack 
Dear-bought  drugs  hath  found  a  knack 
To  foyl  the  man,  and  feed  the  Quack. 

6 

P  the  fad,  the  frail  condition 

Of  the  pride  of  Natures  glory  ! 
ftow  infirm  his  compofition  ! 
And  as  befl  how  tranfitory  ! 
When  his  ryot  doth  impair 
Natures  weaknefle,then  his  care 
Adds  more  ruin  by  repair. 

7 

Hold  thy  hand,  healths  dear  maintainer, 
Life  perchance  may  burn  the  flrongcr : 
Having  fubftance  tofuflain  her, 
She  untoucht,  may  laft  the  longer : 
When  the  Artift  goes  about 
To  redrefTe  her  flame,  I  doubt, 
Oftentimes  he  fnufFs  it  out. 


NiCOCLEJ. 


Hieroglyph,  IV.  3  37 

NiCOGLES. 

Phyficians  ofdU  men  ire  mofl  happy  ;  what  goodfuccejje  foe'\>er 
they  hfvey  the  n^orldprockimeth,  and  what  faults  thej  commit^the 
tarth  coyemh* 


EPI  G    4. 

My  purfe  being  bcavy,  if  my  light  appear 
But  dimme,  Quxck  comes  to  make  all  clear  j 
SiaAcki  leave  thy  trade  j  thy  dealings  are  not  right, 
Thou  tak'ft  out  weighty  gold  to  giyc  us  lighu 


33% 


Hieroglyph,  V. 


HtcYoglypj.  V.  539 

Psalm    91. 
A?}d  he  li^tlJ give  his  Angels  charrrc  overthee. 


f\  How  mine  eyes  could  pleafc  themfelvcs,  snd  fpend 

Perpetualages  in  this  precious  light  ♦  "      - 

'  How  I  could  woo  Eternity,  to  lend 

My  wafting  day  an  antidote  for  night  [ 
And  how  my  flcfh  could  with  my  ticlh  contend. 


That  views  this  objcd  with  no  n.orc  diligh 


f » 


My  woik  is  great;,  my  Tap  our  (pends  too  feft  : 
*T  is  all  1  have,  and  foon  ^ould  out  or  ivall, 
|.  Bid  not  this  blefled  fcreen  protedl  it  fiom  this  blafi-. 
\  z 

O,  I  have  lofl  the  jewel  of  my  foul. 

And  I  muft  find  it  out,  orl  muft  die  : 
Alas  !  my  fin-made  daikuefic  doth  controul 
The  bright  endeavour  of  nny  careful  eye  : 
;  I  muft  go  fearch  and  ranfack  every  hole  j 
Nor  have  I  other  light  to  feck  it  by  : 

O  if  this  light  be  fpent,  n.y  work  not  done. 
My  labour's  worfc  then  loH  i  my  jewel's  gone> 
And  I  am  quit  forlorn,  and  I  am  quit  undone. 

Youbleffed  Angels,  you  that  do  snjoy 

The  full  fruition  of  eternal  glory, 
Will  you  be  plea«'d  to  fancy  f uch  a  toy 

As  man,  and  quit  your  glorious  territcry, 
And  ftoop  to  earth,  vouchfafing  to  imploy 
Your  care  to  guard  the  duft  that  lies  before  ye  % 
Difdainyou  not  thefe  lumps  of  dying  clay. 
That,  for  your  pains,  do  oftentimes  repay 
J^eglcCt)  if  not  difdain,  and  krA  you  giiev'd  away  \ 

This 


340  Hieroglyph.  V. 

4 

This  tapour  of  our  lives,  that  once  was  plac'd 

In  the  fair  fubucbs  of  Eternity , 
Is  novv  alas  confin'd  to  ev'ry  blaft, 

Andturn'da  Mny-poleioti^it  fportingj?)*  j 
And  will  you,  facred  Spirits,  pleafe  to  call 
Your  care  on  us,  and  lend  a  gracious  eye  / 
How  had  this  (leRdcc  inch  of  Tapour  been 
Blafted  and  blaz'd,  had  not  this  heav'nly  Screen 
Curbed  the  proud  blaft,  and  timely  ftept  between  1 

S 

O  goodncffe,  far  tranfcending  the  report 

Of  lavifti  tongues  !  too  vaft  to  comprehend  .' 
Amazed  quill,  howfar  doft  thou  come  fhort 

T*  cxpteffe  expreflions  that  fo  far  tranfcend  ! 
You  blefled  Courtiers  of  th'  eternal  Court, 
VVhofe  fullmouth'd  Halleluiahs  have  no  end. 
Receive  that  world  of  praifes  that  belongs 
To  your  great  Sovereign  ;  fill  your  holy  tongues 
With  out  Hofanna's  mixt  with  your  Seraphick  longs. 


S.  B£RK. 


Hieroglyph,   V.  341 

S.  Bern. 

Ijthou  defireft  the  help  of  Angels ,  fly  the  comforts  of  the  worUy 
and  rejifl  the  temftati»ns  of  the  Deyil^ 

He  will  ghe  hii  Angels  charge  tyer  thee.  0  vthat  reyerencei 
\»hiit  loycj  what  confidence  deferyeth  jofweet  a,  faying  ?  For  their 
frefncey  reyennce  i  for  their  good  will ,  hye  i  for  their  tuitiont 
€enfideme. 


I 


£pie.  5* 

My  flame,  art  thou  diftutb'd,  difcasM,  and  driv'n 
To  death  with  ftorms  of  giief  ?  Point  thou  to  Hcav'n  t 
One  Angel  there  Ihall  eafc  the  more  alone. 
Then  thrice  as  many  thoufands  of  thy  own* 


3  42 


liter oglyfh*  VI. 


Tem^tLS    trit 


Hieroglyph.  VI.  343 

ECCLESIASTES    3.   I. 

To  every  thing  there  is  an  appomtedtime. 

Time,  I  Death, 

lime.  gEhold  the  frailty  of  this  flender  fnuff 
Afas,  ithathnotlongto  Jaft : 
Without  the  hc)p  of  either  thief  or  pufF, 

Her  weaknelTc  knows  the  way  to  waft : 
l^ature  hath  made  her  fubftancc  apt  enough 
To  rpend  it  felf,  and  fpend  too  faft : 
It  needs  the  help  of  none 
That  is  fo  prone 
To  lavifti  out  untoucht,  and  languifh  all  alone. 

2 
Death,  Time>  hold  thy  peace,  and  fhake  thy  flow  pacM  fand  j 
Thy  idle  minutes  make  no  way  : 
Thy  glafTe  exceeds  her  how'r,  or  elfe  doth  ftand, 

I  can  not  hold,  1  can  not  ftay. 
Surceafe  thy  pleading,  and  enlarge  my  hand, 
I  furfet  with  too  long  delay : 
This  brisk,  this  boldfac'd  light 
Doth  burn  too  bright  5 
Barknefs  adorns  my  throne^my  day  is  darkeft  night. 

Tme,  Great  Prince  of  daikneffe,  hold  thy  ncedleffe  hand  5 
Thy  captive's  faft  and  cannot  flee : 
What  arm  can  refcue  ?  who  can  countermand  $ 
*  What  pow'r  can  fct  rhypris'ner  free  ? 

y  Or  if  they  could,  what  dofe,  what  forreinland 

Can  hide  that  head  thatflees  from  thee  J 
t  But  if  her  harmlefte  light 

iP*  Off'end  thy  llght>  (at  nfght  | 

What  necdft  thou  fnatcii  at  noon  >  what  wil  1  be  thine 

1  have 


344  Hieroglyph.  VI. 

4 
Veath.  I  Have  outftaid  my  patience  s  my  quick  trade 
Groves  dull  and  makes  too  flow  return : 
This  long-liv'd  dtbt  is  due,  and  fhould  been  paid 

When  firft  her  flanie  began  to  burn  : 
But  I  have  ftaid  too  long,  I  have  dclaid 
To  ftore  my  Taft,  my  craving  Urn. 
My  patent  gives  mc  pow'r 

Each  day,  each  how'r,  (tow'r. 

Toftlike  the Peafants thatch,  andfhakethcPiincely 

5 

7ime.  Thou  count'ft  too  faft :  thy  patent  gives  no  pow'r 

Till  rime  fhall  pleafe  to  fay,  Amen,  (how*r? 

Death.  Canft  thou  appoint  my  Ihaft  ?   Time,    Or  thou  my 
Tieath,      'T is  I  bid, do.    Time.  TisI  bid,  When. 
Alas,  thou  canft  not  make  the  pooreft  flow's 
To  hang  the  drooping  head  till  then  : 
Thy  Ihafts  can  neither  kill. 

Nor  ftrike,  until  (will. 

My  power  give  them  wings,  and  pleafurc  arm  thy 


August. 


[Hieroglyph.  VL  345 

S.    August. 

thou  kmwef}  not  vfhat  time  he  tpifl  come  :  wait  altpdyes  thdt 
hecAufe  thou  knomeU  not  the  time  of  his  coming  ,  thou  mayeft  be 
prepared  againft  the  time  hi  comech.  A ndfor  thii  ferchance ,  thott 
knoweflnot  the  time,  hecaufe  thou  mayeflbe  prepared  againJiaS 
times. 


EP  IG,    6. 

Exfpe£^,  but  fear  not  death  .-death  cannot  kill  5 
Till  rime,  (that  firft  muft  feal  her  Patent)  will : 
Would'ft  thou  live  long  ?  keep  Time  in  high  eftecm  j 
Whom  gone,  if  thou  canft  not  recal,  redeem, 

Z 


34^  Bieraglyfh,    VII. 


Hieroglyph,  VII.  347 

Jo  B    18.6, 

His  light Jhdlhe  dark ':,  and  his  candle  Jhallkc 
put  out. 


\/WHat  ails  our  tapour^^  Isher  luftrefled, 

OrfoiPd?  what  dire  difafter  bred 
This  change,  that  thus  Ihc  vails  her  golden  head  ; 

2 
It  was  but  very  now  (he  fhin'd  as  fait 
As  Venm  ftar.    Her  glory  nr;ig;.t  compare 
With  r>'mi/««,  burnilht  with  her  brothers  hair, 

? 
There  was  no  cave-begotten  damp  that  mought 
Abufe  her  beams  5    no  wind  that  went  about 
To  break  her  peace  5  no  puff  to  put  her  our. 

4 
Lift  up  thy  wond'xing  thoughts,  and  thou  (halt  fpie 

A  caufe,  will  clear  thy  doubts,  but  cloud  thine  eye  : 

Subjeds  muft  vail>  when  as  their  ijov'reign's  by. 

5 
Canft  thou  behold  bright  PhochtHy  and  thy  fight 

No  whit  impair'd  /   the  obj'ed:  is  too  bright  3 

The  weaker  yields  unto  the  ftronger  ligtit. 

6 

Great  God,  I  amthy  tapour,  thou  my  fun; 

From  thee  the  Spring  of  light,  my  light  begun  j 

Yctif  thy  light  but  ihine,  my  light  is  done. 

7 
If  thou  witJidraw  thy  light,  my  light  will  fhinei 
If  thine  appear,  how  poor  a  light  is  mine  ?  , 

Mylighc  is  darkneffc  ifcomparM  to  thinc» 

Z  2  Th^ 


y 


34S  Hieroglyph.  VII. 

8 
Thy  Sun  beams  are  too  firong  for  my  cpeak  eye  3 
If  thou  butlhinc,  how  nothing,  Lord  am  I ! 
Ah,  who  can  fee  thy  yifagc,  and  not  die  ! 

9 
Jf  intervening  earth  Ihould  make  a  night, 
My  wanton  flame  would  then  ihine  forth  too  bright ; 
My  earth  would  even  prefume  t'  eclipfe  thy  light. 

10 
And  if  thy  light  be  Ifiadow'd,  and  mine  fades 
If  thine  be  dark,  and  ny  da  k  light  decay'd, 
I  Ihould  be  clothed  with  a  double  fhade. 

What  fiiall  I  do  /  O  what  Ihall  I  drfirc  ? 
What  i^iclp  can  my  diftraded  thoughts  recuire, 
That  thus  am  wafting  twixt  a  double  fire  i 

i  2 

In  what  a  ft  rait,  in  what  a  ftait  am  I  ? 

Twixt  two  extremes  how  my  rackt  fortunes  lie  I 

See  1  thy  fac^-jOr  fee  it  not,  1  die. 

O  let  thefteam  of  n-y  Redeem.eis  blood 

That  breaths  from  my  fick  foul, be  made  a  cloud, 

Tointerpofe  thefc  lights,  and  be  my  Ihroud. 

Lord,  what  am  T  ?   or  wh^t  *?  the  light  I  have  % 
May  it  but  light  my  afhcs  to  their  grave, 
And  fo  from  thence,  to  ;hee  J  'c  is  all  I  crave. 

I, 

O  make  my  light,  that  all  the  world  may  fee 
Thyglory  by  't :  If  not,  Ir  feeirs  to  me 
Honour  enough,  to  be  put  out  by  thee. 


0  light 


Hierog[yt)h.    VII.  ^  ^. p 

f^  Ug--t  inicceflihle ,  in  refpect  of  which  my  light  ps  utter  d  irk' 
ticjjl';  jo  r^flefl  upon  my  tpPd'  neffe,  that  all  tke  world  may  behold 
t'j.-^fjrtngth  :  0  Majeftyincomprehenjibleyinrefpfclofwhichmy 
gfory  Pi  merefhame  '.fopAne  upon  my  mifery  thai4&  the  jporldntay 
hehild  thy  glory  ^ 


E  P  I G.  7. 

Wilt  thou  complain,  becaufe  thou  art  bereav'n 

Gfall  thy  light?  wiltthou  vie  lights  with  Heav'n? 
Can  thy  bright  eye  not  brook  the  dayly  light  ^ 
Take  heed :  I  fear  thou  art  a  child  of  night, 

Z4 


3  50 


Ukrolyph,  VIIL 


^Z^Qc  yirtur  ohscura^ctit . 


'Vi:  -^^■,tt7,.,r..rcriffit-. 


Hieroglyph,  VIIL  351 

M  ATTHE\^    5. 16. 

''M  your  light  fo  fhlfie,  th.tt  men  feeing  your 
goodl^orks  may  glorify  your  Father  T^hich 
IS  in  Heaven, 

I 

L\/"  As  it  for  this,  the  breath  of  Heav'n  was  bloirn 
Into  the  noftrils  of  this  Heavenly  creature  J 
^as  it  for  this ,  that  facred  Three  in  One 
Confpit'd  to  make  this  quinteiTence  of  Natuic  % 
Did  Heavenly  providence  intend 
So  rare  a  fabrick  for  fo  poor  an  end  / 

2 

Was  Miri:  the  higheft  madcr-piece  of  Nature, 
The  curious  abftrad  of  the  whole  creation, 
Wnofe  foul  was  copied  from  his  great  Creatour, 
Made  to  give  light,  and  fet  for  obfervation, 

Ordain'd  for  this  ?  to  fpend  his  light  i 

Ina  dark-lant.orncloyftred  upinnight^ 

? 

Teli  me,  reclufe  Monaftick,  can  it  be  ^ 

A  diladvantaore  to  thy  beams  tolhinc  % 
A  ihoiifond  tapours  may  gaia  light  from  thee  : 

Is  rhy  light  \t^t  or  woti'!  for  lighting  mine  J 
Ifwaatinslioht,  1  ftumble,  fhall 
Thy  daikncilc  not  be  guilty  of  my  fall  I 

4 
Why  dod  thou  1  urk  fo  clof^  5  I  s  it  for  fcai 
SoTie  bufy  eye  fllDuId  pry  into  thy  flame, 
Anifpieathief,  or  elfc  fons  blemifh  there  ? 

Or  bein^T  fn/d.fhcink'il:  thou  thy  head  for  fhame  \ 
CoTisr,  cone  Toad  tapour,  mine  but  clear* 
Taoa  nvcdilnociliriakfor  ihanc  nor  ftiroud  for  fear. 

Z  4.      ;^-'     Remembei 


3  53  Hieroglyph.  VI II. 

5 
Remember,  O  remember,  thou  wert  fet 

For  mf*n  to  fee  the  greac  Crcatour  by  j 
Thy  flame  'S  notth)  own  :  It  is  a  debt 
■  Toiou  owM  rhy  Maker.  And  wile  thou  deny 

To  pay  tiie  int'reft  of  thy  light  f 
And  skuJk  in  corners,  and  pJay  lead  in  fight  J 

6 
Art  t'lou  afraid  to  truft  rhy  eafy  flame 

Tothcin  urious  Weft  ofFotiunts  puff? 
Ah,  coward,  rouz'^,  and  quit  thy  fcif  for  ihamc  j 
Who  ciies  in  fervicc-,  hath  liv'd  long  enough  : 
Who  fti'nc^  and  r.-akes  no  eye  partaker, 
Ufurpshin:feir~  and  ciofcly  robs  his  Maker. 

7        ' 
Make  not  tl  y  fcif  a  Prisoner,  that  art  free  : 

Why  duft  rhou  tiirn  thy  Palace  to  a  jail  ?' 

Thou  art  an  Eag'c  :  And  bcfirs  it  thee 

To  live  imniured  like  a  cloyftcr'd  fnail  ? 

Let  toycs  fcek  corners  j    things  ofcoft 

Gain  worih  by  view  ;  hid  jewels  are  but  lofl;. 

8 

My  God,  M  y  light  is  dark  enough  at  Ijghteft, 

£ncrcalc  her  flame,  and  give  her  ftrength  to  Ihinc  i 

'Tis  fiailatbeft  :  'tis  dim  enough  atbrighteft, 

But'ti-^  her  glory  to  be  foiJd  by  thine. 

Let  o  hers  luik ;  My  light  ihall  be 

Propoij'd  to  all  n,cn ,  and  by  th.m  te  thee. 


S»  Bern. 


Hieroglyph,  VIII.  3  55 

S.  Bern. 

jfthouhe  one  ofthefoolifh  'virgins,  the  congregation  Unecefjary 
for  thee  j  if  thou  he  one  of  the  wife  Virgins  ,  thou  art  necefjary  for 
the  congregation, 

Hugo. 

Ifonaflicks  mal^  Cloyfters  to  incU.fe  th  outward  man  :  0  would 
to  Cod  thej  would  do  the  like  to  reftraitt  the  injpard  man. 


E  p  r  s.  S. 

Afraid  of  eyes  ?   what,  ftill  pJay  Jeaft  in  fight  J 
^is  much  to  be  prelum^  all  is  not  right : 
Too  clofe  endeavours  bring  forth  dark  events : 
Come  for.h,  MonajVck  >  here  'i  no  Parliaments, 


3  54 


Hieroglyph,  IX. 


'X^tX.una  Infnntia  torpct  . 


Hierogl)ph,  IX.  355 

Jo  B  14.  2. 
He  Cometh  forth  Uke  a  Jlolver  andii  cut  dol^n. 

I 

'Beholi 

How  Ihortafpan 

Was  long  enough,  of  old, 

To  meafure  out  the  life  of  man  ! 

In  thofc  well  tempci'd  dayes  his  time  was  then 

Surveyed  >  caftup,  and  found  but  thrcefcore  years  and  tc», 

z 

And  what  is  that? 

They  come, and  Hide, and  pafs, 

Before  my  pen  can  tell  thee  what. 

The  poft  s  of  time  are  fwift,  which  having  run 

Their  fvav'n  ihort  ftagcs  'ore,  their  fhoit-Iiv'd  task  is  done- 

^;>'  Cur  dayes 

Begun  we  lend  j 

To  fleep,  toantickplayes  ', 

And  toyes,  until  the  fitft  ftage  end  : 
1 1.  waining  moons,  twice  $ .  times  told, we  give 
To  unrecovcr'd  Jofle  :  W  lathei  breath  then  live. 

4 

Wefpend  '• 

A  ten  years  breath, 

Before  we  apprehend 

What 't  is  to  live,  or  fear  a  death : 

Our  childilh  dreams  are  fill'd  with  painted  joyes. 

Which  pkafc  our  fcnfe  a  while,and  waking,proY€  but  toycs. 


3  56  Hieroglyph.  IX. 

How  wretched  is 

!foor  man,  that  doth  remain 

A  flave  lo  fuch  a  State  as  this  I 

Hisdpycsarcftiott,  at  longcftj  few, at  mod; 

Xhcy  3re  but  but  bad,  at  bcft  j  yet  laviiht  out,  or  loft.' 

6 

They  be 

The  fccr^t  fpringj, 

Thatnaakr  our  rainutcsflce 

On  whcdsmorf  fwiftthen  Eagles  wJng«  : 

©ur  iifc  's  a  Clock,  and  every  gafp  of  breath 

Breaths  forth  a  warning  gritf.  till  r/w«?ihallftrike  a  death. 

7 
//on?  /(?o» 

Our  new-born  light 

Attains  to  full  c>g\i  roon! 

And  this,  how  foon  to  gray-hait'd  niglit ! 

We  fp'ing>  we  bud  ,  we  'wk  ifome ,  and  we  blaft 

E*rwccan  count  our  daycs,  our  dayes  they  flee  fofaft. 

S 

They  end 

When  (csrce  begun ; 

And    ere   we    apprehend 

•  Thatwebegin  to  live,  our  life  is  done: 

Man,  count  thy  dayes ;  and  if  they  flie  too  faft 

foi  thy  dull  thoughts  to  count,  count  everyday  thylaft. 


Out 


Hieroglyph.  IX.  3  57 

Cur  tnfiticy  U  confumed  in  cavn^  and fleeplngi  iH  aUvfhich  time 
iphat  ciffer  wejrom  he  Jls ,  hut  bj  a  ^ofiibiltty  ofreafon  and  a  nc- 
ctjlity  of  fm  ■  ^ 

0  fnrfery  of  w.r/ihlrJ ,  in  whom  nofoonerthe  Tmdge  ef  God  dp' 
pearethin  the  aB  ofhn  ?s.caf  n  ,  but  the  Veyil  bints  it  i^  the  cor- 
ruption of  hii  IVill  \ 


E  P  I  G.  9. 

To  the  decrcptt  min. 

Thus  was  the  firft  feavcnth  partoftly  fcwdaycg 
ConfurTi'd  in  fleep,  in  food,  in  toyifli  playes  ; 
Know'ft  thou  what  tears  thine  eyes  imparted  then? 
B«evicw  thy  loffe,  ar.d  weep  them  o'le  agen. 


Hieroglyph,  X. 


% 


\trolcs  tua,  Ulaiat  luvc^nats  . 

►Vi/,  J\4i;rfnttll.J(u}p:ir^ 


Hlercgljph.  X."*  ^^^ 

|oB   20. II. 

His  hones  are  full  cj  the  fins  oj  his  youth, 

r 
nr  He  fwift-  foot  Pcft  of  Tirrc  hath  now  begun 
Fis  fccond  ftage  J 
The  dawning  of  our  age 
Is  loft  and  fpenc  withouta  Sun  : 
The  light  of  reafon  did  not  yet  appear 
Within  th'  Hoiizon  of  tlJs  Heaifpherc. 


2 


The  infant  Will  had  yet  none  other  guide 
But  twilight  Senfe; 
And  what  is  gain'd  from  thenee 
But  doubtful  fteps,  that  tresd  afide  ? 
Reafon  now  draws  her  currains  5   hci  closed  eyes 
Begin  to  open,  and  Ihe  calls  te  rife. 

5 

Youths  now  difclcfing  bud  peepsour,  and  Ihews 
Her^pri/head  5 
And,  from  her  graflc- green bed> 
Her  virgin  Prirrerofe  early  blowes  ; 
Whirft  wpkingl/7./c»jf/  prepares  toficg 
Hex  warbling  foncts  to  the  wanton  fpiing, 

4 

His  ftage  is  p'eafant,  and  the  v  ay  fecms  ftlortj 
All  ft  row*d  with  flower?  5 
The  dayes  appear  but  howers. 
Being  Ipentin  timcbeguiling  fport. 
Here  griefs  do  neither  prcftcj  nor  doubts  perpjcx  j 
Here  's  neither  fear  to  curb,  no  care  to  vex. 

'      His 


iS6o  HiercglypPj.  X, 

5 

His  downy  clicek  grows  proud,  and  now  dif  dains 
Thetutours  hand  ; 
He  glories  to  command 
T!  c  proud-neckt  ileed  with  prouder  reins  i 
The  ftrong-breath'd  horn  muft  now  falute  his  eat 
With  the  glad  downfal  of  the  falling  Dear, 

6 
His  quiknos'd  army,  with  their  deep -mouth'd  founds^ 
Muft  now  prepare 
To  chafe  the  tim' reus  Hare 
About  his  yet  unmorgag'd  grounds ; 
The  ill  he  hates,is  counfcl  and  delay, 
And  fears  no  mifchief  but  a  rainy  day, 

7 

The  thought  he  takes,  is  how  to  take  no  thought 
Forbalenorbliftej 
And  late  Repentance  is 
The  laftdear  pen'worth  that  he  bought : 
He  IS  a  dainty  morning,  and  he  may, 
If  luft  orecaft  him  not,  b'  as  fair  a  day. 

8 
Proud  bloffomcufe  thy  Time  :  Times  headlkonghorfe 
Will  poft  away. 
Truft  not  the  foll'wing  day> 
Tor  ev'ry  day  brings  forth  a  worfe : 
Take  time  at  beft  :  believe 't,  thy  dayes  will  fall 
From  good  to  bad ;  from  bad,  to  worft  of  all; 


St  AM8?. 


Hieroglyph.  X.  361 

S.    A  M  B  R  O  S. 

Humility  U  a  rare  thing  in  a  young  mm  ,  therefore  to  head- 
mired  :  T9henyot4ih  U  ^igorou6^  when  fir ength  psfitm^  t^hen  blood 
if  hot,  when  cares  are  grangers ,  when  mirth  is  free ,  thenfride 
fweSethj  and  humilitj  ps  defpifed. 


E  PI  G   10. 

To  the  old  man. 

Thy  years  ate  newly  giay,  his  newly  green ; 
His  youth  may  live  to  fee  what  thine  hath  fccn 
He  is  thy  Parallel  :  his  prefcnt  ftagc 
And  thine  ate  the  two  Tropicks  of  mans  ag?, 

Aa 


^-i 


362 


Hkroglj'fh.'J^  V 


lam  ruit  in  Vcncrcm  • 


liter ogtyfh.  HV,  3 $7 

I 

ECCLESI  ASTES    1 1 .  9, 

Aejoyce,  O  young  man^  and  let  thy  heart  cheer 
theeihutknoliUy&c, 

OOwflux!  how  alterable  is  the  dace 
©f  tranfitory  things  i 
How  hurry'd  on  the  clipping  wiugs 
Of  Time,  and  driv'n  upon  the  wheels  off  ate  f 

How  one  condition  brings 
The  leading  Prologue  to  anooiet  ftate  C 

If  o  trandtory  things  can  lail : 
Change  waits  on  Time,  and  Time  is  wiig'd  with  haft  i 
Time  ptefent's  but  the  roincs  of  Time  pSt, 

z 
Behold  h©w  Change  hath  incht  away  thy  Span, 
And  how  thy  light  doth  burn 
Nearer  and  nearer  to  thy  Urn: 
For  this  dear  waft  what  fatisfa£tion  can 

Injurious  Time  return 
Thy  Ihortncd  dayes,  but  this,  the  ftyle  of  Man  I 

And  what's  a  Man  >  a  cask  of  care, 
Kcw  tunn'd  and  working  j  he 's  a  middle  ftair 
'Twixt  birth  and  death  i  a  blaft  of full-ag'd  a^^ 

His  bteaft  is  tinder,  apt  to  entertain 
The  fparks  of  Cupids  fire, 
Whofe  ncw-blowaflames  muft  now  enquire 
A  wanton  julip  out,  which  may  retrain 

The  rage  of  his  defire, 
Whofe  painful  pleafure  is  but  pleafing  pais  ? 

His  life 's  a  fickneffe  that  doth  rife 
Trom  a  not  liver,  whilft  his  paffion  lies 
Expcftingcoi-di^ils  fronj  his  miftreffecyce. 

Am  Ml 


364-  Hieroglyph'  XI. 

4 
His  ftjge  is ftrowM  with  thorns,  and  deckt  with  flowefs  j 
His  year  fometimes  n^piars 
A  minute  j  and  his  minutes,  jf^r;: 
His  doubtful  weather 's  fun-lhinc  mixt  with  Jhowers  j 

His  traffiquc,  Ho^cs  and  Fears : 
His  life  *s  a  medley,  made  o^jwects  andj(<Jipcrs  ^ 

His  pains  rewa  rd  is  Sitj^les  and  Fqujti  5 
His  diet  is  fair  language  rxiixt  with  Fknts  y 
He  is  a  IsLothingt  all  compo^'d  of  Doubts^ 

Do,  waft  thy  inch,  proud  j/>.m.  of  living  earth, 
Confume  thy.  golden  dayes 
Inflaviih  freedbn? ;  let  thy  wayea 
Take  bcft  advanrage  of  thy  ftolick  mirth  > 

Thy  ftock  oi  Time  decayes. 
And  lavilb  plenty  ftill  foreruns  a  dearth  : 
The  bird  that 's  flown  may  turn  at  laft  j 
And  painfull  labour  may  repair  a  waft  5 
But  pains  nor  price  can  call  thy  minutes  paft» 


•i^- 


S  E 


Hieroglyph.  XI,  365 

Sen. 

"Expect  gredt  joy  when  thou /halt  Uy  down  the  mini  of  a  child, 
and  deferyfc  the  fiyle  of  a  wife  man  i  for  at  thofejears  childbsod  PS 
pa/l ,  hut  ofietitimes  chiLlifineJfe  remaineth  ,  and  what  is  worfcy 
thou  ha^  the  authority  of  a  many  hut  the  yiccs  of  a  child. 


EP I G,  n; 
To  the  declining  man. 

Why  ftand'ft  thou  difcontcntcd  J  Is  not  he 
As  equal  diftant  from  the  top  as  thee  f 
What  then  may  caufe  thy  difcontented  frown  ^ 
He  's  mounting  up  the  hill  i  thou  plodding  down, 

A  a  5 


366 


Hkrogfyfk  XII, 


^tSoI  ardorc  l^irilj 


t 


W^^J^^I^ILfculpTit 


Hieroglyph,  XII.  367 

c 

Deuteronomie  53.25. 
K^sthj  dyes,  fo  Jhall thy flrength  be. 


Thc-Poft 

Offwift-foot  Time 

Hath  now  at  length  begun 

Tkc  Kalends  of  eut  middle  ftage:      « 

The  numbci'd  ftcps  that  we  have  gonedoftow 

The  number  of  thefe  fteps  we  ate  to  go: 

The  buds  and  bloffomcs  ©four  age 

Are  blown,decay*d,  and  gonc> 

And  all  out  prime 

Is  loft  5 

Atid  what  we  b^afl  too  much)  we  havt  Icaft  caufc  t«  boaft. 


Ah  me! 

There  is  ao  reft  5 

Our  Time  is  alwaycs  fleeing ! 

What  rein  can  curb  our  headflrong  hours ; 

They  poft  away  :  They  paflfe  we  know  not  how  j 

Our  No»  is  gone  ,  before  we  can  fay  >  Ntfa> 

Time  paft  and  future 's  none  of  ours : 

That  hath  as  yet  no  being  \ 

And  this  hath  ccaft 

To  be : 

What  is ,  is    oncly  oucs  :  How  fliort  a  T  imc  havewe  ! 

Aa  4   •  And 


3  6S  Hieroglyph.  XII. 

And  now 

^poUo's  car 

Expe£ls  harmonious  (Stains, 

New  minted  from  the  Tbracian  Jyre  j 

For  now  the  virtue  of  the  twifoikt  Hi& 

Infpires  the  raviftit  fancy,  and  doth  fill 

The  veins  with  Pe^afian  fire  : 

And  now  thofe  fteril  brains 

That  cannot  fhow. 

Not  bear 

Some  fruits,  fhall  never  wear  ^^oIIqj  facred  Bow, 

Exceffe 
And  furfet  ufes 
To  wait  upon  thcfe  dayes : 
Full  feed,  and  flowing  cups  of  wine 
Conjure  the  fancy,  forcing  up  a  fprig'at 
By  the  bafe  Magich  of  deboys'd  delight; 
Ah  pitty  twice-born  Bdcchm  Vin€ 
Should  ftatve  Apollo's  Bayes, 
'  Anddrown  thofe  Mttfes 
^  That  blclTe 
Atid  calm  the  peaceful  foul,  when  ftorms  of  cares  oppreffe. 

Strong  light, 

Boaft  not  thofe  beams 

That  can  but  oncly    rife 

And  blaze  a  while,  and  then  away: 

There    is    no    SolfJtce    in    thy    day. 

Thy  midnight  glory  lies 

Betwixt  th'  extremes 

Of  night, 

Agloryfoyl'd  withftiai^^Cj  and  fcoIM  with  falfe  delights 

Hajl 


Hieroglyph.   XH.  ,^6C) 

JJaft  thou  cUmhed  up  tQ  the  fuUage  of  thy  few  dayes  ?   Looh 

Uckwards,  and  thou  (halt  fee  the  frailty  oj  thy  youth  j  thefoSy  of 

thy  chtldhoody  and  the  mafle  efthy  infoicy  :  Look  forwards,  thou 

Jhaitjee  the  cares  of  the  worldy  the  troubles  oj  thy  mind,  thedifeafes 
oUhy  kodv. 


E  PI  G.    12. 

To  the  middle- dgcd. 

T>»ou  that  art  prauncing  on  the  lufty  Nm» 
Of  thy  full  age,  boaft  not  thy  felf  too  foon : 
Convert  that  breath  to  wail  thy  fickle  ftatc  j 
Take  heed;  thou'lt  brag  too  ibon,  ot  boad  too  lace. 


f7S  Hteroglyfh.  XII t 


FtMarfem  spirat  et  arma. 


WiU',  iCtr/turH./culpsit . 


Hieroglyph.  XIIL        ^        371 


John  3.50. 

He  muft  encreajey  but  I  mujl  decreaft, 

( 

*Imc  voids  the  table,  dinner's  done  3 
And  now  our  dayes  declining  Sun 
If atb  huriied  his  diurnal  load 
To th'  borders  of  the  weftcrn  rodej 
Tierce  Thlegou,  with  his  fellow  ilceds. 
Now  puffs  and  pants,  and  blows  and  bleeds. 
And  froths  and  fumes,  remembering  ftill 
Their  lalhes  up  th'  Olympick  hill, 
Which  having  conquer'd,  now  difdain 
The  whipj  and  champ  the  frothy  rein> 
And,  with  a  full  carier,  they  bend 
Their  paces  to  their  journeyes  end  :  -   "^ 

Our  blazing  Tapour  now  hath  loft 
Her  better  half,  Nature  hath  croft 
Her  forenoon  book,  and  cleared  that  fcore^ 
£ut  fcarce  gives  truft  for  fo  much  more  : 
And  now  the  generous  fap  forfakes 
Her  feir-grown  twig :  A  breath  ev'n  fiiakes 
The  down-ripe  fruit  j  fruit  foon  divorced 
Irom  her  dear  branch,  untouch'd,  unforc'd. 
2^ow  fanguin  Venn^  doth  begin 
To  draw  her  wanton  colours  in, 
And  flees  negle&ed  in  difgrace^ 
Whil'ft  Mars  fupplies  her  lukevMrm  place  : 
Blood  turn  tc  choler  :  what  this  age 
Lofes  in  ftrcngth  it  finds  in  rage  : 
That  rich  ennamel,  which  of  old, 
Damaskc  the  downy  cheek,  and  told 


i  72  H'^^^giyp^'  XIII. 

A  harmlefTeguilt,  unaskt,  is  new 

Wora  ofFfrom  the  audacious  brow  ; 

Luxurious  dalliance,  midnight  revels, 

Loofe  riot,  and  tkoff  veniaj  evils 

Which  inconfiderate  youth  of  late 

Could  plead,  now  want  an  advocate : 

And  what  appeai'd  informer  times 

Whifpring  as  faults,  now  rore  as  crimes  i 

And  now  all  ye  whofc  lips  were  wont 

To  drench  their  coral  in  the  font 

Of  forkt  Varnttjfu6  j  you  that  be 

The  Tons  of  PW«*>  and  can  flee 

On  wings  of  fancy)  to  difplay 

The  flagge  of  high  invention,  ftay, 

Repofe  your  quills ,  your  veins  grow  fower, 

Tempt  not  your  Salt  beyond  her  power : 

If  your  pall'd  fancies  but  decline) 

Cenfure  will  flrike  at  every  line 

And  wound  your  names,  the  popular  ear 

Weighs  what  you  are,  not  what  you  were. 

Thus  hackney  like,  we  tire  our  age, 

Spurgall*d  with  change  from  ftage  to  ftage. 


Sceli 


HicrogCyph,  XIII.  57j 

^eeji  thou  the  dayly  light  oj  the  greater  world  ?  ttfhen  attained  to 
the  highefi  pitch  of  Meridian  glory  ,  itflayeth  not,  hut  hy  the  fame 
degrees^  it  afcended  ^  itdefcendeth.  Jndis  the  light  oftheUffer 
world  more  permanent  ?  Continuancs  ii  the  child  oj  Eternity^  net 
cf  Time 


E  P  IG.     I  J. 

To  the  young  man. 

Young  man,  rejoyce ;  and  let  thy  rifing  daycs' 
Cihecr  thy  giad  heart :  thiiik'ft  thou  thefe  uphil  wayes' 
Lead  to  deaths  dungeon  ?  no  i  but  know  withaJj 
A  riling  is  but  Prologue  to  a  fall. 


374- 


Hieroglyph.  XIV* 


InviiJiofa.    ScncEhis . 


flier ogljph.  XlVi  Yfi 

John  12.35. 

Yet  A  little  'khik  is  the  light  ^ith you. 

t 

nr  He  day  grows  oW,  the  lew.  pitchtlamp  hatb  madt 

Ko  leffc  then  treble  fhade. 
And  the  dcfcending  damp  doth  Bowpiepaie 

T  uncurl  bright  7itmi  hair  ; 
Whofe  weilein  wardrobe  now  begins  t'unfoM 

Her  purples,  fring'd  with  goldj 
To  cloath  his  evening  glory,  when  th'  alarms 
Of  tci^  Ihall  call  to  icft  in  icAlelle  ihaii  axixis. 

2 
Nature  now  calls  to  fupper,  to  icfrelh 

Thefpirits  ofallflcfti; 
The  toyling  plowman  driyes  his  thirty  teaniS) 

To  taft  the  flipp'ry  ftreaaas  : 
The  droylingfwineheard  knocks  away) and  fcafls 

His  hungry  whining  guefts : 
The  boxbii  Ouzle,  and  the  dappled  Thrulh 
Like  hungry  rivals  meetat  thcix  beloved  bulb. 

And  now  the  cold  Autumnal  dews  are  feen 

Tocopwcb  cver\  green; 
And  by  the  low-lhorn  1<  owins  doth  appear 

Thefaft-dcciining  year  : 
The  fapleffe  branches  don  their  fummci  fuits 

And  wain  their  winter  fruits ; 
And  ftormy  blafls  have  forc'd  the  quaking  trees 
X0  wrap  their  trembling  lisnbs  in  fuits  ofrooiTy  fiecz. 

Oui 


5  76  Hieroglyph,  XIV. 

4 

Our  wafted  Tapour  now  hath  brougfit  her  light 

To  the  next  door  to  night  i 
Her  fprightleiTe  flame  grown  great  with  fnufF, doth  turn 

Sad  as  heyieighb'ring  Urn  : 
Her  flender  in<fll  that  yet  unfpcnt  remains. 

Lights  but  to  further  pains, 
And  in  a  filent  language  bids  her  gucft 
Prepare  his  weary  limbs  to  take  eternal  reft. 

S 

Nowcarkful  age  hath  pitcht  her  painful  plough 

Upon  the  furrow'd  brow  j 
And  fnowy  blafts  of  difcontented  care 

Have  blancht  the  falling  hair  ; 
Sufpicious  envy  mixt  with  jealous  fpight 

Difturb's  his  weary  night : 
Ke  threatens  youth  with  age  ;    and  nowala?, 
He  owns  not  what  he  is,  but  vaunts  the  man  he  wa»i 

6 

Gray-hairs,  perufe  thy  dayes,  and  let  thy  paft 

Read  lefturestothy  laft : 
Thofe  hafty  wings  that  hurri'd  them  away 

Will  give  thcfe  dayes  no  day  : 
The  conftant  wheels  of  Nature  (corn  to  tire 

Until  her  works  expire  : 
Jhat  blaft  that  nipt  thy  youth,  will  ruin  thee  ; 
That  hand  that  Ihook  the  branch  will  quickly  ftiike  the  tree« 


S,    CmY]i 


Hieroglyph,  XIV.  3  77 

S.  Ch  RYs. 
' Cray  haln  are  hononrdle,  w^enihebchaViourfms  withgrp 
hairs  '.But  when  an  ancient  man  hath  chiUi^  mcumers,  he  be- 

tometh  more  ridiculo:i^  then  a  child. 

Sen. 
Thou^rtinyiin(ittainedtooldjeArSyth;ttre^e^iell  thy  youth- 

fulnelJc. 


Efis.   14. 

To  the  Touth, 

Seeft  thou  this  good  old  man  ?    he  reprefeats 
Thv  f  ^'^'•^  5  ^^°^'  ^^^  Preter^erfecl  tenfc  : 
T«ou  -oeft  to  labour,  he  prepares  to  relt : 
Th°u  breakft  cby  f.ft,  he  fups :  No w  which  is  bcft  > 


57S 


Hieroglyph.  XV. 


Jplumb^ur  in  fcrram  , 


-Will  jUardian  •'rtilrr- 


Hieroglyph.  XV.  5  79 

Psalm  90.  10. 

The  dayes  of  our  years  are  three/core  yeari 
and  ten. 

I 

CO  have  I  fecn  th*  lllufttious  Vtince  of  Light 
^Rifing  in  glory  from  his  Croce-n  bed, 

And  trampling  down  the  horrid  Ihades  of  nighr. 
Advancing  more  and  more  his  conqu  ring  head, 

Paufe  firft,  decline,  at  length  begin  to  fhroud 

His  fainting  brows  within  a  cole-black  cloud. 

2 
So  have  1  feen  a  well-built  CaflU  ftand 
Upon  the  tiptoes  of  a  lofty  hiU,  .   j  u„  j 

Whofe  aftive  pow'r  commands  both  fea  and  land, 
And  curbs  the  pride  of  the  beleag;rers  wil  : 

At  length  hciag'd  foundation  fails  her  truft, 

And  laycs  her  tott'iing  ruins  m  the  dult. 

So  have  1  feen  the  blazing  Ta^our  Iboot 
Her  golden  head  into  the  feeble  air, 
Whofe  Ihadow-gilding  ray  fpread  round  about. 
Makes  the  foul  face  of  black-brow'd  darkneffe  fair  j 
Till  at  the  length  her  wafting  glory  fades, 
And  leaves  the  night  to  her  invet'ratelhadcs. 

4 

Ev'nfo  this  little  world  of  living  C/^jy, 

The  pride  of  N^t«rf,  glorified  by  Art, 

Whom  earthadores,  and  all  her  hofts  obey, 

Allv'd  to  Hcav'n  by  his  Diviner  part, 

Triumphs  a  while,  then  droops,  and  then  decayes, 
Andwornby  age,  deathcancels  ^11  his  dayes. 


3  so  Hieroglyph.   XV. 

5 
That  glorious  Sun,  that  whilom  fhone  fo  bright> 
Isnowcv'iiravilht  from  our  darkncd  eyes  : 
That  fiurdy  Cajlle-)  mannM  with  fo  much  miobt, 
Lies  now  a  Monument  ofherown  difguife: 

That  blazing  Tapcuri  that  difdain'd  the  puff 

Of  troubled  Air,  fcarce  owns  the  name  of  fnuffo 

6 
Poor  bedrid  7W4»!   where  is  that  olory  now. 
Thy  Youth  fo  vaunted  2    where  tljat  Majefly 
Which  fat  enthroned  upon  thy  manly  brow  ? 
Where,  where  thatbraving  arm  J  that  daring  eye  > 

Thofe  buxom  tunes  ?   thofc  Bacchanalian  tones  ? 

Thofcfwelling  veins  f  thofc  marrow- flaming  bones  5 

7 
Thy  drs»oping^fo)7'sblurr'd,  and  proflrate  lies 
Giov'ling  in  dwftj   and  frightful  horrour,  now, 
Sharpens  t!  e  glaunces  of  thy  gaihful  eyes? 
Whilft  fear  perplexes  thy  iiftradted  brow  ; 

Thy  painting  bteafl:  vents  all  her  breath  by  gtoans> 

And  death  enerves  thy  marrow-wafted  bones, 

8 
Thus  Man  that  *s  born  of  woman  can  remain 
But  a  Ihorttime  :  his  dayes  are  full  of  forrow; 
His  life  's  a  penance  and  his  death  's  a  pain, 
5pringf  like  a  fiow'r  to  day,  and  fades  to  morrow  S 

His  breath  's  !i  bubble,  and  his  dayes  a /p.t«  : 

'Tis  glorious  mifery  to  be  born  a  M<in. 


CypR. 


Hieroglyph,  XV.  381 

Cypf. 

J'' hen  eyes  are  dim,  ears  dedfy  yifagepaley  teeth  decayed ,  skitt 
withered  J  breath  tainted ,  pipes  furred  ,  knees  tremhimg,  Hindi 
fumbling ,  feet  failing ,  the  fudden  downfal  of  thyftejhlj  houfeii 
near  at  hand-, 

S.    August. 

M  yices  tvaxoldhj  a^e ;  coyetotffnefe  alone  gr9mih  youH^, 


E  p  I  G.  15. 

To  the  Infant. 

What  he  doth  fpend  in  groans,  thou  fpendft  in  tears : 
Judgment  and  ftrength  's  ahkc  in  both  your  years  ^ 
He 's  heJpleffe  i  fo  art  thou;  what  difference  then  ? 
He  *s  an  old  Infant  j  thou,  a  young  oW  K4«. 


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