A PREPOSITION to this FRONTISPIECE.  
THis book containing EMBLEMS, 'twas thought fit,  
A Title-page should stand to usher it,  
That's emblematical: And, for that end,  
Our author, to the Graver did commend  
A plain Invention; that it might be wrought,  
According as his fancy had forethought.  
Instead thereof, the workman brought to light,  
What, here, you see; therein, mistaking quite  
The true design: And, so (with pains, and cost)  
The first intended FRONTISPIECE, is lost.  
The author, was as much displeased, as he  
In such Adventures, is inclined to be;  
And, half resolved, to cast this PIECE aside,  
As nothing worth: but, having better eyed  
Those Errors, and Confusions, which may, there,  
Blame-worthy (at the first aspect) appear;  
He saw, they fitted many Fantasies  
Much better, than what Reason can devise;  
And, that, the Graver (by mere Chance) had hit  
On what, so much transcends the reach of Wit,  
As made it seem, an Object of Delight,  
To look on what, misfortune brought to light:  
And, here it stands, to try his Wit, who lists  
To pump the secrets, out of Cabalists.  
If any think this Page will, now, declare  
The meaning of those Figures, which are there,  
They are deceived. For, destiny denies  
The utt'ring of such hidden Mysteries,  
In these respects: First, This containeth nought  
Which (in a proper sense) concerneth, aught,  
The presentage: Moreover, 'tis ordained,  
That, none must know the Secrecies contained  
Within this PIECE; but, they who are so wise  
To find them out, by their own prudencies;  
And, he that can unriddle them, to us,  
Shall styled be, the second Oedipus.  
'tis, likewise, thought expedient, now and then,  
To make some work, for those All-knowing men,  
(To exercise upon) who think they see  
The secret-meanings, of all things that be.  
And, lastly, since we find, that, some there are,  
Who best affect inventions, which appear  
Beyond their understandings; This, we knew  
A Representment, worthy of their view;  
And, here, we placed it, to be, to these,  
A FRONTISPIECE, in any sense they please.   

  

A COLLECTION OF emblems, ANCIENT AND modern: Quickened with metrical illustrations, both moral and Divine: And disposed into LOTTERIES,  
That Jnstruction, and Good counsel, may be furthered by an Honest and Pleasant Recreation.  
By GEORGE WITHER.  
The First book.  
LONDON, Printed by A.M. for john Grismond, and are to be sold at the sign of the gun in ivy-lane. MDCXXXV.   

REcensui hoc Poëma, cui titulus est (A Collection and Illustration of Emblems Ancient and modern) in quo nihil reperio, quò minus cum utilitate imprimatur, ita tamen, ut si non intra septem menses proximé sequentes Typis mandetur, haec licentia sit omninò irrita.  
GVIL. BRAY. Ex aedibus Lambithanis jul. 2. 1634.   

A WRIT OF PREVENTION Concerning the author's Dedication of the four following books, to those royal, Princely, and Illustrious PERSONAGES, whose Names are mentioned in this leaf.  
I Have not often used, with epigrams,  
Or, with Inscriptions unto many NAMES,  
To charge my books: Nor, had I done it, now,  
If I, to pay the Duties which I own,  
Had other means; Or, any better ways  
To honour them, whose virtue merits praise.  
In ARCHITECT, it giveth good content,  
(And passeth for a praiseful Ornament)  
If, to adorn the FOREFRONTS, Builders rear  
The Statues of their Soveraigne-Princes, there;  
And, trim the Outsides, of the other SQVARES  
With Portraitures of some heroic peers.  
If, therefore, I (the more to beautify  
This Portion of my muses gallery)  
Do, here, presume to place, the NAMES of those  
To whose Deserts, my LOVE remembrance owes,  
I hope 'twill none offend. For, most, who see  
Their worthy mention, in this book, to be,  
Will think them honoured: And, perhaps, it may  
(To their high praise) be found, another day,  
That, in these LEAVES their Names will stand unraced,  
When many fairer structurfs, are defaced.  
In this Hope, I have placed on the FOREFRONT (or before the First book of these EMBLEMS) a joint-inscription to the KING and QVEENES most excellent majesty.  
Upon the Right-Side-Front of this Building (or before the Second book) One Inscription to the most hopeful Prince, CHARLES, Prince of Wales; And, another to his dear Brother, James, Duke of York, etc.  
On the other Side-Front, (or before the Third book) One Inscription to the gracious Princess, FRANCES Dutchesse-Dowager of RICHMOND and LENOX; And, another to her most noble Nephew, James Duke of Lenox, etc.  
On the Fourth Front of our Square, (Or before the Fourth book) One Inscription to the right Honourable PHILIP Earl of Pembroke and Montgomery, etc. And another to the right Honourable, HENRY Earl of Holland, etc.   

TO THE READER.  
IF there had not been some books conceitedly composed, and suitable to mean capacities, I am doubtful, whether I had ever been so delighted in reading, as thereby to attain to the little Knowledge I have: For, I do yet remember, that, things honestly pleasant, brought me by degrees, to love that which is truly profitable. And as David said, His Heart shown him the wickedness of the ungodly; (meaning perhaps, that he felt in himself, some Experiments, of the same natural Corruption, by which they are overcome, who resist not evil suggestions at their first motions:) Even-so, I may truly acknowledge, that mine own Experience hath shown me so much of the common Ignorance and infirmity in mine own person, that it hath taught me, how those things may be wrought upon in others, to their best advantage.  
Therefore, though I can say no more to dissuade from Vice, or to encourage men to Vertue, than hath already been said in many learned Authors; yet I may be an occasion by these Endeavours, to bring that, the oftener into remembrance, which they have, more learnedly, expressed· and perhaps, by such circumstances, as they would not descend unto, may insinuate further also with some Capacities, than more applauded Means. Vinegar, Salt, or common Water, (which are very mean Ingredients) make sauces more pleasing to some tastes, than Sugar, and Spices. In like manner, plain and vulgar notions, seasoned with a little pleasantness, and relished with a moderate sharpness, work that, otherwhile, which the most admired Compositions could never effect in many Readers; yea, we have had frequent proofs, that a blunt jest hath moved to more consideration, than a judicious Discourse.  
I take little pleasures in Rymes, Fictions, or conceited Compositions, for their own sakes; neither could I ever take so much pains, as to spend time to put my meanings into other words than such as flowed forth, without study; partly because I delight more in Matter, than in Wordy Flourishes, But, chiefly, because those Verbal conceits, which by some, are accounted most Elegant, are not only (for the greater part) Empty Sounds, and Impertinent Clinches, in themselves; but, such Inventions, as do sometime, also, obscure the Sense, to common Readers; and, serve to little other purpose, but for Witty men to show Tricks one to another: For, the Ignorant understand them not; and the Wise need them not.  
So much of them, as (without darkening the matter, to them who most need instruction) may be made use of, to stir up the Affections, win Attention, or help the Memory, I approve and make use of, to those good purposes, according as my leisure, and the measure of my faculty will permit; that, vanity might not, to worse ends, get them wholly into her Possession. For, I know that the meanest of such conceits are as pertinent to some, as Rattles, and Hobby-horses to Children; or as the A.B.C. and Spelling, were at first to those Readers, who are now past them. And, indeed, to despise Mean Inventions, Pleasant Compositions, and Verbal Elegancies, (being qualified as is aforesaid) or to banish them out of the world, because there be other things of more excellency, were as absurd, as to neglect and root out all Herbs▪ which will not make Pottage; Or, to destroy all Flowers which are less beautiful than the Tulip, or less sweet than the Rose.  
I (that was never so sullenly wise) have always intermingled Sports with seriousness in my Inventions; and, taken in Verball-conceites, as they came to hand, without Affectation; But, having, ever aimed, rather to profit my Readers, than to gain their praise, I never pump for those things; and am, otherwhile, contented to seem Foolish, (yea, and perhaps, more foolish than I am) to the Overweening-Wise; that, I may make others Wiser than they were: And, (as I now do) am not ashamed to set forth a Game at Lots, or (as it were) a Puppet-play in Pictures, to allure men to the more serious observation of the profitable Morals, couched in these Emblems. Nevertheless, (if some have said, and thought truly) my Poems have instructed, and rectified many People in the Course of Honest-living, (which is the best wisdom) much more than the Austerer Volumes of some critical Authors; who, are by the Common-sort, therefore only, judged Wise, because they composed Books, which few understand, save they who need them not.  
In these Lots and Emblems, I have the same aim which I had in my other Writings: and though I have not dressed them suitably to curious Fancies, yet, they yield wholesome nourishment to strengthen the constitution of a Good-life; and, have solidity enough for a Play-game, which was but accidentally composed; and, by this Occasion.  
These Emblems, graven in Copper by Crispinus Passaeus (with a Motto in Greek, Latin, or Italian, round about every Figure; and with two Lines (or Verses) in one of the same Languages, periphrasing those mottoes) came to my hands, almost twenty years past. The Verses were so mean, that, they were afterward cut off from the Plates; And, the Collector of the said Emblems, (whether he were the Versifier or the Graver, was neither so well advised in the Choice of them, nor so exact in observing the true Proprieties belonging to every Figure, as he might have been.  
Yet, the workmanship being judged very good, for the most part; and the rest excusable; some of my Friends were so much delighted in the Gravers art, and, in those Illustrations which for mine own pleasure, I had made upon some few of them, that, they requested me to moralise the rest. Which I condescended unto: And, they had been brought to view many years ago, but that the Copper Prints (which are now gotten) could not be procured out of Holland, upon any reasonable Conditions.  
If they were worthy of the Gravers and Printers cost, being only dumb Figures, little useful to any but to young Gravers or Painters; and as little delightful, except, to Children, and Childish-gazers: they may now be much more worthy; seeing the life of speech being added unto them, may make them Teachers, and Remembrancers of profitable things.  
I do not arrogate so much unto my Illustrations, as to think, they will be able to teach any thing to the Learned; yet if they cast their eyes upon them, perhaps, these Emblems, and their Morals, may remember them, either of some duty, which they might else forget, or mind them to beware of some Danger, which they might otherwise be unheedful to prevent. But, sure I am, the Vulgar Capacities, may from them, be many ways both Instructed, and remembered; yea, they that have most need to be Instructed, and remembered, (and they who are most backward to listen to Instructions, and Remembrances, by the common Course of Teaching, and Admonishing) shall be, hereby, informed of their Dangers, or Duties, by the way of an honest Recreation before they be ware.  
For, when levity, or a childish delight in trifling Objects, hath alured them to look on the Pictures; curiosity may urge them to peep further, that they might seek out also their Meanings, in our annexed Illustrations; In which, may lurk some Sentence, or Expression, so evidently pertinent to their Estates, Persons, or Affections, as well (at that instant or afterward) make way for those Considerations, which will, at last, wholly change them, or much better them, in their Conversation.  
To seek out the Author of every particular Emblem, were a labour without profit; and, I have been so far from endeavouring it, that, I have not so much as cared to find out their meanings in any of these Figures; but, applied them, rather, to such purposes, as I could think of, at first sight; which, upon a second view, I found might have been much bettered, if I could have spared time from other employments. Something, also, I was Confined, by obliging myself to observe the same number of lines in every Illustration; and, otherwhile, I was thereby constrained to conclude, when my best Meditations were but new begun: which (though it hath pleased Some, by the more comely uniformity, in the Pages) yet, it hath much injured the liberty of my Muse.  
There be, no doubt, some faults committed by the Printer, both literal and material, and some Errors of the Gravers in the Figures, (as in the Tetragrammaton; in the Figure of Arion; and in the Proprieties due to some other hieroglyphics; but, for the most part, they are such, as Common-Readers will never perceive; and I think, that they who are Judicious, will so plainly find them to be no faults of mine; that, leaving them to be amended by those, to whom they appertain; and, You, to accept of these Play-games as you please: I bid you Farewell.   

The Occasion, Intention, and use of the four Lotteries adjoined to these four Books of Emblems.  
STultorum plena sunt omnia. The world is grown so in Love with Follie, that the Imprinting of over-solid and serious treatises would undo the booksellers; especially, being so chargeable as the many costly Sculptures have made this book: therefore, (to advance their Profits, rather than to satisfy my own judgement) I was moved to invent somewhat, which might be likely to please the vulgar capacity, without hindrance to my chief End. And, though that which I resolved on, be not so Plausible to critical understandings, yet I am contented to hazard among them, so much of my Reputation, as that comes to.  
I have often observed, that where the Summer-bowers of Recreation are placed near the Church, it draws thither more people from the remote Hamlets, than would else be there. Now, though I praise not their Devotion, yet I am glad if any thing (which is not evil in itself) may be made an occasion of Good▪ (because, those things may, perhaps, be continued, at last, for Conscience sake, which were at first begun upon vain occasions) and, have therefore added Lotteries to these Emblems, to occasion the more frequent notice of the Morals, and good Counsels tendered in their Illustrations; hoping that, at one time or other, some shall draw those Lots, which will make them the better, and the happier, whilst they live. I confess that this Devise may probably be censured, as unsuitable to the gravity expected in my ripe years: and be reputed as great an Indecorum, as erecting an alehouse at the Church-stile; yet, the same having had beginning in my younger days, I do now resolve not to be ashamed of it, for the Reasons aforementioned. To such as I was, it will be someway available: and perhaps, if the Wisest did otherwhile, when they walk abroad, to Uncertain purposes, take up this book, and (without Superstitious conceits) make trial what their Lots would remember, or give them cause to think on; It might, now and then, either occasion better proceed, or prevent mischiefs.  
Some Games were ever in use; ever, I think, will be, and for aught I know, ever may be without exception. And, I believe, this Recreation, will be as harmless as any, if it be used according to my Intentions. For, my meaning is not, that any should use it as an Oracle, which could signify, infallibly, what is divinely allotted; but, to serve only for a Moral Pastime. And, that I may no way encourage the secret entertaining of such a fantasy, I do before hand affirm unto them, that none but Children, or idiots may be tolerated to be so foolish, without laughing at.  
Yet, if any one shall draw that Lot wherein his Secret vices are reproved; or some good Counsels proposed, which in his own understanding are pertinent to his welfare, let not such as those, pass them over as mere Casualties to them; for, whatsoever these Lots are to others, or in themselves, they are to all these, made pertinent in such cases, both by their particular Knowledges and Occasions.  
Some will think perhaps, that I have purposely invented this Game, that I might find means to reprove men's vices, without being suspected, (as I have hitherto unjustly been) to aim at particular persons: For, if any who are notoriously guilty, shall by drawing their Chances, among other Companions, be so fitted with Lots, (which may now and then happen) that those Vices be thereby intimated to the bystanders, of which the world knows them guilty; they do therein make their owne Libels; and, may (I hope) be laughed at without my blame such as are worthily suspected of Haynous Crimes, and scandalous conversations, either to forbear these Lotteries; or to excuse me if they be justly shamed by their own Act.  
Having thus declared the reason of this invention, and made these Anticipations; every man hath his choice, whether he will make use or no; he that will, is left to his Chance, of which, how he shall make trial direction is given in the two last Pages of this book.  
This Game occasions not the frequent crime,  
Of Swearing, or mispending of our Time;  
Nor loss of money: For, the Play is short,  
And, every Gamester winneth by the sport.  
We, therefore, know it may aswell become  
The Hall, the parlour, or the Dining-roome,  
As chess, or Tables; and, we think the Price  
Will be as low; because, it needs no Dice.   


What I WAS, is passed by,  
What I AM, away doth fly;  
What I SHALL BEE, none do see;  
Yet, in that, my Beauties be.  The author's Meditation upon sight of his picture.  
When I behold my Picture, and perceive,  
How vain it is, our Portraitures to leave  
In Lines, and shadows, (which make shows, to day,  
Of that which will, to morrow, fade away)  
And, think, what mean Resemblances at best,  
Are by Mechanike Instruments expressed;  
I thought it better, much, to leave behind me,  
Some Draught, in which, my living friends might find me  
The same I am; in that, which will remain,  
Till all is ruined, and repaired again:  
And, which, in absence, will more truly show me,  
Than, outward forms, to those, who think they know me.  
For, though my gracious MAKER made me such,  
That, where I love, beloved I am, as much  
As I desire; yet, form, nor Features are,  
Those Ornaments, in which I would appear  
To future Times; Though they were found in me,  
Fare better, than I can believe they be.  
Much less, affect I that, which each man knows,  
To be no more, but Counterfeits of those,  
Wherein, the Painters, or the Gravers tool,  
Befriends alike, the Wiseman, and the fool:  
And, (when they please) can give him, by their Art,  
The fairest-Face, that had the falsest-Heart.  
A picture, though with most exactness made,  
Is nothing, but the Shadow of a SHADE.  
For, even our living Bodies, (though they seem  
To others more, or more in our esteem)  
Are but the shadows of that Reall-being,  
Which doth extend beyond the Fleshly-seeing;  
And, cannot be discerned, till we rise  
Immortall-Objects, for Immortall-eyes.  
Our Everlasting-Substance lies unseen,  
Behind the foldings, of a Carnall-Screene,  
Which is, but, Vapours thickened into Blood,  
(By due concoction of our daily food)  
And, still supplied, out of other Creatures,  
To keep us living, by their wasted natures:  
Renewing, and decaying, every Day,  
Until that veil must be removed away.  
For, this loved Flesh, wherewith, yet clothed we go,  
Is not the same, we had seven years ago;  
But, rather, something which is taken-in,  
To serve instead of what hath wasted been,  
In Wounds, in Sicknesses, in Colds, and heats,  
In all excrestions, and in Fumes, and sweats.  
Nor shall, this present Flesh, long stay with us:  
And, we may well be pleased, it should be Thus.  
For, as I view, those towns, and Fields, that be  
In landscape drawn; Even so, me thinks, I see  
A glimpse, fare off, (through FAITH'S Prospective glass  
Of that, which after Death, will come to pass;  
And, likewise, gained have, such means of seeing,  
Some things, which were, before my Life had being,  
That, in my soul, I should be discontent,  
If, this my Body were, more permanent;  
Since, we, and all God's other Creatures, here,  
Are but the Pictures, of what shall appear.  
Yet, whilst they are, I thankfully would make  
That use of them, for their CREATOR'S sake,  
To which he made them; and, preserve the Table,  
Still, fair and Full, as much as I were able,  
By finishing, (in my allotted place)  
Those works, for which, he fits me by his Grace.  
And, if a wren, a Wrenn's just height shall soar,  
No eagle, for an eagle, can do more.  
If therefore, of my Labours, or of me,  
Aught shall remain, when I removed, must be,  
Let it be that, wherein it may be viewed,  
My MAKER'S Image, was in me renewed:  
And, so declare, a dutiful intent,  
To do the work I came for, ere I went;  
That, I to others, may some pattern be,  
Of Doing-well, as other men to me,  
Have been, whilst I had life: And, let my days  
Be summed up, to my Redeemer's praise.  
So this be gained, I regard it not,  
Though, all that I am else, be quite forgot.   

To the majesty of Great Britain, France, and Jreland, the Most Illustrious King, CHARLES; And his excellently beloved, the most gracious Queen MARY.  
SEv'n years are full expired, royal SIR,  
Since last I kneeled, an offering to prefer  
Before your feet; where, now, myself I throw  
To pay once more, the Tributes which I owe.  
As many years are past, most beauteous Queen,  
Since witnesses, mine ears and eyes, have been  
Of those Perfections; which the general Fame  
Hath sounded forth, in honour of your Name.  
And, both your beaming-splendors (oh ye fair,  
Thrice blessed, and most fitly-matched pair)  
Upon each other, make such bright reflections;  
And have so sweetly mingled your affections,  
Your Praise, your power, your virtues, and your beauty:  
That, (if preserving of my Sovereign duty,  
This may be said) you do appear, to me,  
TWO PERSONS, in One majesty, to be;  
To whom, there, appertains (in veneration  
Of your large Worth) the right of some Oblation:  
And, best, I thought, my Homage would be done,  
If, thus, the tender were to BOTH-in-ONE.  
Which, in this humble GVIFT, my Love presents;  
And, wisheth it may add to your Contents.  
Perhaps it shall: For, though I dare not show  
These Figures, as well meriting your view;  
Nor boast, as if their morals couched aught,  
By which your sacred wisdoms may be taught:  
Yet, I have humble hoping, that, they might  
Prove, some way, an occasion of delight;  
Since mean and common Objects, now and then,  
Beget contentments in the greatest-men.  
But, that before this book, I should propose  
Your praiseful NAMES, there is (as I suppose)  
A fair inducement: For, considering these  
Are EMBLEMS, whose intention is to please  
And profit vulgar judgements (by the view,  
Of what they ought to follow, or eschew.)  
And, I well knowing, that your majesties  
Set forth before my book, in Emblem-wise,  
Throughout your Lands, more virtues might convey,  
Than many Volumes, of these Emblems, may;  
It seemed Petty-treason, to omit  
This good occasion of endeavouring it.  
For, (if your majesties, well heeded, were)  
You, double-treble-foure-fold Emblems are;  
Which, fully to illustrate, would require  
The Wit I want; or, means to raise, that, higher  
Which I have gained; (and, which, as yet, hath flown  
By no encouragements, but by her own.)  
Of all the virtue's OECONOMICAL,  
Of Duties MORAL and political,  
Your Lives are patterns, and fair EMBLEMS; whether  
Considered apart, or both together.  
Your CHILDHOODS were bright mirrors, which did show  
What Duties Children, to their Parents own:  
And, by the sequel, we now understand,  
That, they who best obeyed, can best command.  
The glorious virtues of your nuptial- state,  
Your Courtiers, find so hard to imitate,  
That, they admire them, rather; and, would swear,  
(Had others told, what, now they see and hear)  
That, all the former Times, were not acquainted,  
With such a pair, when Kings and Queens were Sainted.  
The chastest Cupids, and the gamesom'st Graces,  
Are always mingled in your Deare-embraces.  
The mutual interchanges of your loves,  
May teach affection to the Turtle doves:  
And, such as are with goodly sights, delighted,  
May see in You, all Excellence united.  
You, SIR, who bear Joves' Thunders in your Fist,  
And, (shake this land's EMPIRE when You list)  
Did never in your orb, a Tempest move  
But, by the beauteous mistress of your Love  
It might be calmed. And, in your lofty sphere,  
Most lovely Queen, Your Motions ever mere  
So smooth, and, so direct; that none can say,  
They have withdrawn his Royall-heart away  
From just designs; Which, loudly speaks your Praise,  
And, intimates much 〈◊〉 than, yet it says.  
Yea, both Your splendours 〈…〉 glorious grow,  
And, You, each other have outvied so,  
In these, and other virtues, that, on You,  
Should I confer what praise I think is due,  
My Lines, (which from that stune have, yet, been clear)  
Would flattery seem, unto an envious ear.  
But, what needs flattery, where the Truth may teach  
To praise, beyond immodest flatteries reach?  
Or, what needs he to fear a slandrous-mouth,  
Who seeks no meed, nor utters more than Truth?  
Your Princely virtues, what can better show,  
Than Peace, and Plenty, which have thrived so,  
Whilst You have reigned that, yet, no people see,  
A Richer, or more peaceful time, than we?  
Your Civil Actions (to the public eye)  
Are fair examples of morality,  
So manifest; That, if he Truth did sing,  
Who said. The World doth imitate the King;  
My Muses dare, with boldness to presage,  
A chaste, a Pious, and a Prosperous Age:  
And, that, the storms which, late, these realms deterred,  
Shall all be quite removed, or deferred  
Till you Ascend; And, future times have seen,  
That, your Examples have not followed been.  
Thus, you are living Emblems, to this Nation:  
Which being marked with heedful speculation,  
May serve, as well, to help us how to see  
Our happiness, As, what our Duties be.  
And, if I might unlock all Mysteries,  
Which do declare, how in a foure-fold-wise,  
Your Lives are useful EMBLEMS; I, perchance,  
Should vex blind zeal, or anger Ignorance;  
And, teach well-tempered Spirits, how to see,  
That, we, for Blessings, oft, unthankful be.  
For, as you, Both, Prime Children are of those  
Two Sister-Churches, betwixt whom, yet, grows  
Unseemly strife; So, You; perhaps, may be  
An Emblem, how those MOTHERS may agree.  
And, not by your Example, only, show,  
How wrought it may be; but, effect it so.  
Yea, peradventure, GOD, united You,  
That, such a blessed union might ensue:  
And, that, Your living-lovingly, together;  
Your Christian hopefullnesse, of one another;  
Your mild forbearance, harsh attempts to prove;  
Your mutual waiting, until God shall move  
By some calme-voice, or peaceful inspiration,  
That Heart Which needeth better Information;  
And, that, your Charities, might give a sign,  
How, all the Daughters, of the spouse Divine  
Might reconciled be; And show, that, Swords,  
Flames, Threats, and fury, make no true Accords.  
GOD grant a better union may appear:  
Yet, wish I not the tollerating here,  
Of Politicke-Agreements; (further than  
Our wholesome Laws▪ and, Civill-vowes to man,  
With Piety, approve) but, such, as may  
Make up a blessed CONCORD, every way:  
Might it be so; your virtues, would become  
A Glorious Blessing, to all Christendom:  
Your EMBLEM should, by future Generations;  
Be placed among the famous Constellations,  
And, aftertimes (though, me, this Age despise)  
Would think, these Verses, had been Prophecies.  
What ever may succeed, my prayers and powers  
Are this way bend; with Hope, that You or Yours  
Shall Helps (at least) become, that Breach to close,  
Which, in the SEAMLES-ROBE, yet, wider grows.  
SO BE IT: And, let bright your Glories be,  
For ever, though You never shine on me.  
Your majesty's most loyal Subject, GEO: WITHER.   


By Knowledge only, Life we gain,  
All other things to Death pertain.   

VIVITUR INGENIO CAETERA MORTIS erunt   

ILLUSTRATIO I. Book. 1.  
HOw Fond are they, who spend their precious Time  
In still pursuing their deceiving Pleasures?  
And they, that unto eyrie Titles climb  
Or tire themselves in hoarding up of Treasures?  
For, these are Death's, who, when with weariness  
They have acquired most, sweeps all away;  
And leaves them, for their labours, to possess  
Nought but a raw-boned carcase leapt in clay.  
Of twenty hundred thousands, who, this hour  
Vaunt much, of those Possessions they have got;  
Of their new purchased Honours, or, the Power,  
By which, they seem to have advanced their Lott:  
Of this great Multitude, there shall not Three  
Remain, for any Future age to know;  
But perish quite, and quite forgotten be,  
As Beasts, devoured twice ten years ago.  
Thou, therefore, who desir'st for aye to live,  
And to possess thy labours maugre Death,  
To needful Arts and honest Actions, give  
Thy span of Time, and thy short blast of Breath.  
In holy Studies, exercise thy Mind;  
In works of Charity, thy Hands employ;  
That Knowledge, and that Treasure, seek to find,  
Which may enrich thy Heart with perfect joy..  
So, though obscured thou appear, awhile,  
Despised, poor, or borne to fortune's low,  
Thy virtue shall acquire a nobler style,  
Then greatest Kings are able to bestow:  
And, gain thee those Possessions, which, nor They,  
Nor Time, nor Death, have power to take away.    


The Man that hath true wisdom got,  
Continues firm, and wavers not.   

SAPIENTIA CONSTANS   

ILLUSTR. II. Book. 1.  
STill fixed, and with triumphant laurel crowned,  
Is truest wisdom; whom, expressed thus,  
Among the old Impresa's, we have found;  
And, much, this Emblem hath instructed us.  
For, hence we learn; that, wisdom doth not flow  
From those unconstant men, whom every Blast,  
Or small Occasion, turneth to and fro;  
But, from a Settled-head that standeth fast.  
Who'ever shoulders, him, he gives no place;  
What storm soe'er, his Times or Fortunes, breath,  
He neither hides his Brow, nor turns his Face;  
But, keeps his looks undaunted, even in Death.  
The Laureat-head, upon the Pillar set,  
Thus signifies; And that Bay-wreath doth show  
That constant wisdom will the conquest get,  
When giddy policy prevails not so.  
If, therefore, thou desirest to be taught,  
Propose good Ends with honest means thereto,  
And therein Constant be, till thou hast brought  
To perfect end, that work, thou hast to do.  
Let neither flattering Pleasures, nor Disgrace,  
Nor scoffing Censures, nor the cunning Sleights  
Of glozing Sycophants, divert that Race  
To which, a harmless Prudence, thee invites.  
Though others plot, conspire, and undermine,  
Keep thou a plain right Path; and let their Course,  
For no advantage, make thee change from thine,  
Although it (for the present) seems the worse.  
He, thus that works, puts policy to school,  
And makes the Machavilian prove a fool.    


The Law is given to direct;  
The Sword, to punish and protect.   

LEX REGIT ET ARMA tventur.   

ILLUSTR. III. Book. 1.  
WHen God-Almighty first engraved in stone  
His holy Law; He did not give the same  
As if some common Act had then been done;  
For, armed with Fires and Thunders, forth it came.  
By which, that great lawmaker, might infer  
What dreadful Vengeance would on those attend,  
Who did against those holy Precepts err;  
And, that, his Power, well-doers could defend.  
Thereto, this Emblem, also doth agree;  
For, lo, before the Tables of the law,  
A naked Sword is borne, whose use may be  
As well to keep in Safety, as in Awe.  
Whence, Princes (if they please) this note may take,  
(And it shall make them happily to reign)  
That, many good and wholesome laws to make  
Without an Executioner, is vain.  
It likewise intimates, that such as are  
In Sovereign place, as well obliged be  
Their zeal for true Religion to declare,  
As, what concerneth Manners, to foresee.  
It lastly, shows that Princes should affect  
Not only, over others to Command,  
But Swords to wear, their Subjects to protect;  
And, for their Guard, extend a willing hand.  
For, laws, or Peace to boast of; and, the while,  
The Publique-weale, to weaken or disarm,  
Is nor the way to hinder Civill-Broyles,  
Nor to secure it from a Forraigne-harme.  
For, As by laws a Land is kept in frame;  
So, Armes is that, which must protect the same.    


Occasions-past are sought in vain;  
But, oft, they wheele-about again.   

NE TENEAR   

ILLUSTR. iu. Book. 1.  
UNwise are they that spend their youthful Prime  
In Vanities; as if they did suppose  
That men, at pleasure, might redeem the Time;  
For, they a fair advantage fond lose.  
As ill-advised be those, who having lost  
The first Occasions, to despairing run:  
For, Time hath Revolutions; and, the most,  
For their affairs, have Seasons more, than one.  
Nor is their Folly small, who much depend  
On Transitory things, as if their pour  
Can bring to pass what should not have an End;  
Or compass that, which Time will not devour.  
The first Occasions, therefore, see thou take  
(Which offered are) to bring thy hopes about;  
And, mind thou, still, what Haste away they make,  
Before thy swift-paced hours are quite run out.  
Yet, if an Opportunity be past,  
Despair not thou, as they that hopeless be;  
Since, Time may so revolve again, at last,  
That New-Occasions may be offered thee.  
And see, thou trust not on those fading things,  
Which by thine own Endeavours thou acquir'st:  
For, Time (which her own Births to ruin brings)  
Will spare, nor thee, nor aught which thou desir'st.  
His Properties, and uses, what they are,  
In vain observed will be, when he is fled:  
That, they in season, therefore, may appear,  
Our Emblem, thus, hath him deciphered;  
Balde save before, and standing on a wheel;  
A Razor in his Hand, a Winged-Heele.    


By Labour, virtue may be gained;  
By Virtue, glory is attained.   

LABOUR Virtus, virtute GLORIA paratur   

ILLUSTR. v Book. I,  
SVppose you Sirs, those mimic Apes you meet  
In strange fantastic habits? or the Rabble,  
That in gay clothes embroider out the street,  
Are truly of worshipful or honourable?  
Or can you think, that, To be borne the son  
Of some rich Alderman, or ancient peer,  
Or that the Fame our Predecessors won  
May claim those wreaths which true Deserving wear?  
Is Honour due to those, who spend their days  
In courting one another? or consuming  
Their Fortunes and themselves, on drabs and plays?  
In sleeping, drinking, and Tobacco-fuming?  
Not so. For, (though such fools, like children, place  
Gay Titles on each other) wisemen know  
What slaves they be; how miserably-base;  
And, where such Attributes would better show.  
An idle Body clothes a vicious mind;  
And, what (at best) is purchased by the same,  
Is nothing else, but stinking Smoke and wind;  
Or frothy Bubbles of an empty Fame.  
True Glory, none did ever purchase, yet,  
Till, to be virtuous they could first attain,  
Nor shall those men fair virtue's favour get,  
Who labour not, such Dignities to gain.  
And, this Impresa doth infer no less:  
For, by the Spade, is Labour here implied;  
The Snake, a virtuous Prudence, doth express;  
And, glory, by the Wreath is Typiside.  
For, where a virtuous Industry is found,  
She, shall with Wreaths of glory, thus be crowned.    


Though Fortune prove true virtue's Foe,  
It cannot work her overthrow.   

NON OBEST virtuti SORS.   

ILLUSTR. vi Book. 1.  
UNhappy men are they, whose Ignorance  
So slaves them to the Fortunes of the Time,  
That they (attending on the Lot of Chance)  
Neglect by virtue, and Deserts, to climb.  
Poor Heights they be which Fortune rears unto;  
And, fickle is the Favour she bestows:  
Today, she makes; tomorrow, doth undo;  
Builds up, and in an instant overthrows.  
On easy wheels, to Wealth, and Honours high,  
She winds men oft, before they be ware;  
And, when they dream of most prosperity,  
Down, headlong, throws them lower than they were.  
You, then, that seeké a more assured estate,  
On good, and honest Objects, fix your mind,  
And follow virtue, that you may a Fate  
Exempt from fear of Change, or Dangers, find.  
For, he that's virtuous, whether high or low  
His Fortune seems (or whether foul or fair  
His Path he finds) or whether friend, or foe,  
The World doth prove; regards it not a hair.  
His loss is gain; his Poverty is Wealth;  
The world's Contempt, he makes his Diadem;  
In sickness, he rejoiceth, as in Health:  
Yea, Death itself, becometh Life, to him.  
He fears no disrespect, no bitter scorn,  
Nor subtle plottings, nor Oppressions force;  
Nay, though the World should topsie-turvie turn,  
It cannot fright him, nor divert his Course.  
Above all Earthly powers his virtue rears him;  
And, up with eaglets wings, to heaven it bears him.    


A fickle Woman wanton grown,  
Prefers a Crowd, before a crown.   

NON SCEPTRO SED PLECTRO ducitur   

ILLUSTR. VII. Book. 1.  
Fool! Dost thou hope, thine Honours, or thy Gold,  
Shall gain thee Love? Or, that thou hast her heart  
Whose hand upon thy tempting bait lays hold?  
Alas! fond Lover, thou deceived art.  
She that with Wealth, and Titles, can be won,  
Or wooed with Vanities, will way ring be;  
And, when her Love, thou most dependest on,  
A fiddlestick shall win her heart from thee.  
To Youth and Music, Venus leaneth most;  
And (though her hand she on the sceptre lay)  
Let greatness, of her Favours never boast:  
For, Heart and Eye, are bend another way.  
And lo, no glorious purchase that Man gets,  
Who hath with such poor Trifles, wooed, and won:  
Her footing, on a Ball, his mistress sets,  
Which in a moment slips, and she is gone.  
A Woman, merely with an Out side caught,  
Or tempted with a Galliard, or a Song,  
Will him forsake (whom she most lovely thought)  
For Players and for Tumblers, ere't be long.  
You, then, that wish your Love should ever last,  
(And would enjoy Affection without changing)  
Love where your Loves may worthily be placet;  
And, keep your own Affection, still from ranging.  
Use noble means, your long to attain;  
Seek equal minds, and well beseeming years:  
They are (at best) vain fools, whom Follie gain;  
But, there is bliss, where, virtue most endears:  
And, wheresoever, Affection she procures,  
In spite of all Temptations, it endures.    


This rag of Death, which thou shalt see,  
Consider it; And Pious be.   

IN hunc INTVENS pius ESTO   

ILLUSTR. VIII. Book. I.  
WHy, silly Man! so much admirest thou  
Thy present Fortune? overvaluing so  
Thy Person, or the beauty of thy Brow?  
And clothed, so proudly, wherefore dost thou go?  
Why dost thou live in riotous excess?  
And Boast, as if thy Flesh immortal were?  
Why dost thou gather so? Why so oppress?  
And, o'er thy Fellow-creatures, domineer?  
Behold this Emblem, such a thing was he  
Whom this doth represent as now thou art;  
And, such a fleshless rawbone shalt thou be,  
Though, yet, thou seem to act a comelier part.  
Observe it well; and mark what ugliness  
Stairs through the sightless Eye holes, from within:  
Note those lean Craggs, and with what ghastliness,  
That horrid Countenance doth seem to grin.  
Yea, view it well; and having seen the same  
Pluck down that Pride which puffs thy heart so high;  
Of thy Proportion boast not and (for shame)  
Repent thee of thy sinful Vanity.  
And, having learned, that, all men must become  
Such bare Anatomies; and, how this Fate  
No mortal pour, nor Wit, can keep thee from;  
Live so, that Death may better thy estate.  
Consider who created thee; and why:  
Renew thy Spirit, ere thy Flesh decays:  
More Pious grow; Affect more honesty;  
And seek hereafter thy creators' praise.  
So though of Breath and Beauty Time deprive thee,  
New Life, with endless Glory, God will give thee.    


Before thou bring thy works to Light,  
Consider on them, in the Night.   

IN NOCTE Consiliu   

ILLUSTR. IX. Book. 1.  
AN owl (the hieroglyphic used for Night)  
Twixt Mercury and Pallas, here takes place,  
Upon a crowned Caduceus fixed upright;  
And, each a Cornucopia doth embrace.  
Through which dark Emblem, I this Light perceive;  
That, such as would the Wit and Wealth acquire,  
Which may the crown of approbation have,  
Must wake by Night, to compass their desire.  
For, this Mercurian-Wand, doth Wit express;  
The Cornucopia, wealthiness implies;  
Both gained by a studious watchfulness;  
Which, here, the Bird of Athens signifies.  
Nor, by this Emblem, are we taught alone,  
That, (when great undertake are intended)  
We Sloth, and lumpish drowsiness must shun;  
But, rashness, also, here is reprehended.  
Take counsel of thy Pillow, (saith our saw)  
And, ere in weighty Matters thou proceed,  
Consider well upon them; lest they draw  
Some Afterclaps, which may thy mischief breed.  
I, for my seriou'st Muses, choose the Night;  
(moore friend to Meditation, than the Day)  
That neither noise, nor Objects of the Sight,  
Nor businesses, withdraw my Thoughts away,  
By Night, we best may ruminate upon  
Our Purposes; Then, best, we may inquire  
What Actions we amiss, or well, have done;  
And, then, may best into our Selves retire:  
For, of the World-without, when most we see,  
Then, blindest to the World-within, are we.    


An Innocent no Danger fears,  
How great soever it appears.   

SPERNIT PERICULA VIRTUS   

ILLUSTR. X. Book. I.  
WHen some did seek Arion to have drowned,  
He, with a dreadless heart his Temples crowned;  
And, when to drench him in the Seas they meant,  
He played on his melodious- Instrument;  
To show, that Innocence disdained fear,  
Though to be swallowed in the Deeps it were.  
Nor did it perish: For, upon her back  
A Dolphin took him, for his music's sake:  
To intimate, that virtue shall prevail  
With brutish Creatures, if with Men it fail.  
Most vain is then their Hope, who dream they can  
Make wretched, or undo, an honestman:  
For, he whom virtuous Innocence adorns,  
Insults o'er Cruelties; and, peril scorns.  
Yea, that, by which, Men purpose to undo him,  
(In their despite) shall bring great Honours to him.  
Arion-like, the Malice of the World,  
Hath into Seas of Troubles often hurled  
Deserving Men, although no Cause they had,  
But that their Words and works sweet music made.  
Of all their outward Helps it hath bereft them;  
Nor means, nor hopes of Comfort have been left them;  
But such, as in the House of Mourning are,  
And, what Good-Conscience can afford them there.  
Yet, Dolphin-like, their Innocence hath reared  
Their Heads above those Dangers that appeared.  
God hath vouchsafed their harmless Cause to heed,  
And even in thraldom, so their Hearts hath freed,  
That, whilst they seemed oppressed and forlorn;  
They joyed, and Sung, and Laughed the World to scorn.    


When thou a Dangerous-Way dost go,  
Walk surely, though thy pace be slow.   

AD scopum LICET AEGRE ET frustra   

ILLUSTR. XI. Book. 1.  
EXperience proves, that Men who trust upon  
Their natural parts, too much, oft lose the Day,  
And, fail in that which else they might have done,  
By vainly trifling precious Time away.  
It also shows, that many Men have fought  
With so much rashness, those things they desired,  
That they have brought most likely Hopes to nought;  
And, in the middle of their Courses, tired.  
And, not a few, are found who so much wrong  
God's graciousness, as if their think were,  
That (seeing he defers his judgements long)  
His Vengeance, he, for ever, would forbear:  
But, such as these may see wherein they fail,  
And, what would fit be for them to do,  
If they would contemplate the slow-paced snail;  
Or, this our hieroglyphic look into:  
For, thence we learn, that Perseverance brings  
Large works to end, though slowly they creep on;  
And, that Continuance perfects many things,  
Which seem, at first, unlikely to be done.  
It warns, likewise, that some affairs require  
More Heed than Haste: And that the Course we take,  
Should suit as well our Strength, as our Desire;  
Else (as our proverb saith) Haste, Waste may make.  
And, in a Mysticke-sense, it seems to preach  
Repentance and Amendment, unto those  
Who live, as if they lived beyond God's reach;  
Because, he long defers deserved blows:  
For, though just-vengeance moveth like a snail,  
And slowly comes; her coming will not fail.    


As, to the World I naked came,  
So, naked-stript I leave the same.   

ΠΑΝΤΑ ΛΕΛΟΙΠΑ.   

ILLUSTR. XII. Book. 1.  
Thrice happy is that, Man whose Thoughts do rear  
His mind above that pitch the Worldling flies,  
And by his Contemplations, hovers where  
He views things mortal, with unbleared eyes.  
What Trifles then do Villages and towns  
Large Fields or flocks of fruitful cattles seem?  
Nay, what poor things are Mitres, sceptres, crowns,  
And all those Glories which Men most esteem?  
Though he that hath among them, his Delight,  
Brave things imagines them (because they blind  
With some false Lustre his beguiled fight)  
He that's above them, their meane-Worth may find.  
Lord, to that Blessed-Station me convey  
Where I may view the World, and view her so,  
That I her true Condition may survey;  
And all her Imperfections rightly know.  
Remember me, that once there was a Day  
When thou didst wean me from them with content,  
Even when shut up within those Gates I lay  
Through which the Plague-inflicting Angel went.  
And, let me still remember, that an hour  
Is hourly coming on, wherein I shall  
(Though I had all the World within my power)  
Be naked stripped, and turned out of all.  
But mind me, chiefly, that I never cleave  
Too closely to my self; and cause thou me,  
Not other Earthly things alone to leave,  
But to forsake my self for love of Thee:  
That I may say, now I have all things left,  
Before that I of all things, am bereavest.    


To him a happy Lot befalls  
That hath a Ship, and pros'prous Gales.   

REMIGIO VENTISQUE secundis   

ILLUSTR. XIII. Book. 1.  
NO wonder he a prosperous Voyage finds  
That hath both sails and oars to serve his turn,  
And, still, through means of some propitious Winds  
Is to his wished Harbour, swiftly borne.  
Nor is it much admired, if they that lack  
Those aids (on which the Common faith depends)  
Are from their hoped aims repelled back,  
Or made to labour for unfruitful ends.  
Yet neither in the Ship, Wind, oars, or sails,  
Nor in the want of Outward means, alone,  
Consists it, that our Hope succeeds or fails;  
But, most in that, which Men least think upon.  
For, some endeavour, and their pains are blessed  
With Gales which are so fortunate, that they  
Fly safe, and swiftly on, among the best,  
Whilst others labour, and are cast away.  
Some others, on this world's wide Ocean float,  
And neither Wind, nor Tide assistant have,  
Nor sail, nor oar, nor Anchor, nor sound boat,  
Nor take so much as heed themselves to save;  
And yet are safe: A third sort, then, there are  
Who neither want fit means, nor yet neglect  
The painful- industry, or honest Care,  
Which Need requires; yet find small good effect.  
Therefore, let that which you propose, be just;  
Then, use the fairest means, to compass it:  
And, though means fail, yet foster no mistrust;  
But fearelesly, to God, your Course commit:  
For, he, to Faithful Hearts, and Honest-Mindes  
Turns loss to gain; and storms to prosperous winds.    


When Vice and virtue Youth shall woo,  
'tis hard to say, which way 'twill go.   

QVID SI SIC   

ILLUSTR. XXII. Book. 1.  
MY hopeful Friends at thrice five years and three,  
Without a Guide (into the World alone)  
To seek my Fortune, did adventure me;  
And, many hazards, I alighted on.  
First, England's greatest rendezvouz I sought,  
Where VICE and virtue at the highest sit;  
And, thither, both a mind and body brought,  
For neither of their Services unfit.  
Both, wooed my Youth: And, both persuaded so,  
That (like the Young man in our Emblem here)  
I stood, and cried, Ah! which way shall I go?  
To me so pleasing both their Offers were.  
VICE, pleasure's best Contentments promised me,  
And what the wanton Flesh desires to have:  
Quoth virtue, I will wisdom give to thee,  
And those brave things, which noblest minds do crave.  
Serve me said VICE, and thou shalt soon acquire  
All those achievements which my Service brings:  
Serve me said virtue, and I'll raise thee higher,  
Then VICES can, and teach thee better things.  
Whilst thus they strove to gain me, I espied  
Grim Death attending VICE; and, that her Face  
Was but a painted Vizard, which did hide  
The foulest Deformity that ever was.  
LORD, grant me grace for evermore to view  
Her ugliness: And, that I viewing it,  
Her Falsehoods and allurements may eschew;  
And on fair virtue my Affection set;  
Her Beauties contemplate, her Love embrace,  
And by her safe Direction, run my Race.    


I pine, that others may not perish,  
And waste my self, their Life to cherish.   

DUM Nutrio consumor   

ILLUSTR. XV. Book. 1.  
OBserve I pray you, how the greedy Flame  
The fuel, on an Altar doth consume.  
How it destroyeth that which feeds the same,  
And how the Nourisher away doth fume.  
For, so it fares with Parents that uphold  
Their thriftless Children in unlawful Pleasures:  
With Cares, it wears them out, ere they are old;  
And ere their Lives consume, consumes their Treasures.  
So fares it with such wantoness as do feed  
unchaste Desires; for, every day they grow  
Until their longs, their Supplies exceed,  
And, quite devour those men that fed them so.  
So fares it with all those that spend their Youth  
In labouring to enrich ungrateful Men,  
Who, growing Great, and Wealthy, by their Truth,  
Return them Smoke and Ashes back again.  
So fares it with good statesmen, who to keep  
A thankless commonwealth in happy Peace,  
Deprive their minds of Rest, their Eyes of sleep,  
And, waste themselves, that others may increase.  
And, so it fares with Men that pass away  
Their time in Studies, (and their Healths impair)  
That helps to other men become they may,  
And, their defective Knowledges, repair.  
But, let my Flesh, my Time, and my Estate,  
Be so consumed; so spent; so wasted be,  
That they may nourish Grace, and perfect that  
For which all these were first bestowded on me:  
So when I quite am vanished out of seeing,  
I shall enjoy my Now-concealed-Being.    


When to suppress us, Men intent,  
They make us higher to ascend.   

CONCUSSUS Surgo   

ILLUSTR. XVI. Book. 1.  
WHen we observe the Ball, how to and fro  
The Gamesters force it; we may ponder thus:  
That whilst we live we shall be played with so,  
And that the World will make her Game of us.  
Adversities, one while our hearts constrain  
To stoop, and knock the Pavements of despair;  
Hope, like a whirlwind mounts us up again,  
Till oft it lose us in the empty air.  
Sometimes, above the Battlements we look;  
Sometimes, we quite below the Line are tossed:  
Anotherwhile, against the Hazard strooke,  
We, but a little want, of being lost.  
Detraction, envy, Mischief, and despite,  
One party make, and watchfully attend  
To catch us when we rise to any Height;  
Lest we above their hatred should ascend.  
Good-Fortune, Praises, Hopes, and Industries,  
Do side-together, and make Play to please us;  
But, when by them we think more high to rise,  
More great they make our Fall, and more disease us.  
Yea, they that seek our loss, advance our gain;  
And to our Wishes, bring us oft the nigher:  
For, we that else upon the Ground had lain,  
Are, by their striking of us lifted higher.  
When Balls against the Stones are hardest thrown,  
Then highest up into the air they fly;  
So, when men hurl us (with most fury) down,  
We hopeful are to be advanced thereby:  
And, when they smite us quite unto the Ground,  
Then, up to heaven, we trust, we shall rebound.    


Till God hath wrought us to his Will,  
The Hammer we shall suffer still.   

DUM EXTENDAR   

ILLUSTR. XVII. Book. 1.  
WHy should the foolish World discourage Men,  
In just endurances? or bid them shun  
Good Actions, 'cause they suffer now and then,  
For Doing well, as if some Ill were done?  
Ere Plates extended are, they must abide  
A thousand hamm'rings; And, then that which filled  
So little room, it scarce your Hand could hide,  
Will serve a goodly Monument to gild.  
So, he that hopes to win an honest Name,  
Must many blows of Fortune undergo,  
And hazard, oft, the blast of Evill-Fame,  
Before a goodreport her trump will blow.  
A thousand Worthies had unworthily  
Been raked up in Ashes and in Clay,  
Unknown and buried in Obscurity,  
If Malice had not filled their Rust away.  
But, v; their lasting praises now are spread,  
And raised, by Adverse-Chance, to such a height,  
That they most glorious are, now they are dead;  
And live in Injuries, and Deaths, despite.  
For, by Afflictions, man refined grows,  
And, (as the Gold prepared in the Fire)  
Receiveth such a form by wrongs and blows,  
That he becomes the jewel we desire.  
To thee therefore, Oh God Mv Prayers are  
Not to be freed from griefs and Troubles quite:  
But, that they may be such as I can bear;  
And, serve to make me precious in thy Sight.  
This please me shall, though all my Life time, I  
Between thine anvil and the Hammer, lie.    


From thence, where Nets and Snares are laid,  
Make-hast; lest else you be betrayed.   

MATURA   

ILLUSTR. XVIII. Book. 1.  
THe nimble Spider from his entrails draws  
A subtle Thread, and curious art doth show  
In weaving Nets, not much unlike those laws  
Which catch Small-Thieves, and let the Great-ones go.  
For, as the cobweb takes the lesser flies,  
When those of larger size break through their Snares;  
So, Poor men smart for little Injuries,  
When Rich-men scape, whose gild is more than theirs.  
The Spider, also representeth such  
Who very curious are in Trifling things,  
And neither Cost, nor Time, nor Labour grudge,  
In that which neither gain nor Pleasure brings.  
But those whom here that Creature doth imply  
Are chiefly such, who under cunning shows  
Of simple-Meanings (or of courtesy)  
Do silly Men unwarily abuse.  
Or else, it means those greedy- Cormorants  
Who without touch, of Conscience or Compassion,  
Seek how to be enriched by others wants,  
And bring the poor to utter Desolation.  
Avoid them therefore, though compelled by need,  
Or if a storm enforce, (ye labouring Bees)  
That ye must fall among them; fly with speed  
From their Commerce, when Calmes your passage frees.  
Much more, let wasteful Gallants haste from these;  
Else, when those Idling-painted- Butterflies,  
Have flutter'd-out their summertime, in ease,  
(And spent their Wealth in foolish Vanities)  
The Blasts of Want may force them to be brought  
For shelter thither, where they shall be caught.    


When thou a Dangerous-Way dost go,  
Walk surely, though thy pace be slow.   

LENTE SED ATTENTE   

ILLUSTR. XXI. Book. 1.  
EXperience proves, that Men who trust upon  
Their natural parts, too much, oft lose the Day,  
And, fail in that which else they might have done,  
By vainly trifling precious Time away.  
It also shows, that many Men have sought  
With so much rashness, those things they desired,  
That they have brought most likely Hopes to nought;  
And, in the middle of their Courses, tired.  
And, not a few, are found who so much wrong  
God's graciousness, as if their think were,  
That (seeing he defers his judgements long)  
His Vengeance, he, for ever, would forbear:  
But, such as these may see wherein they fail,  
And, what would fit be for them to do,  
If they would contemplate the slow-paced snail;  
Or, this our hieroglyphic look into:  
For, thence we learn, that Perseverance brings  
Large works to end, though slowly they creep on;  
And, that Continuance perfects many things,  
Which seem, at first, unlikely to be done.  
It warns, likewise, that some affairs require  
More Heed than Haste: And that the Course we take,  
Should suit as well our Strength, as our Desire;  
Else (as our proverb saith) Haste, Waste may make.  
And, in a Mysticke-sense, it seems to preach  
Repentance and Amendment, unto those  
Who live, as if they lived beyond God's reach;  
Because, he long defers deserved blows:  
For, though just-vengeance moveth like a snail,  
And slowly comes; her coming will not fail.    


A sieve, of shelter maketh show;  
But every storm will through it go.   

TRANSEAT   

ILLUSTR. XX. Book. 1.  
SOme Men, when for their Actions they procure  
A likely colour, (be it ne'er so vain)  
Proceed as if their Projects were as sure,  
As when Sound Reason did their Course maintain:  
And these not much unlike those Children are,  
Who through a storm adventuring desperately,  
Had rather on their Heads, a sieve to bear,  
Then coverings, that may serve to keep them dry.  
For, at a distance that perchance is thought  
A helpful Shelter; and, yet, proves to those  
Who need the same, a Toy, which profits nought;  
Because, each drop of Rain quite through it, goes.  
So, they, whose foolish Projects, for a while,  
Do promise their Projectors hopeful ends,  
Shall find them, in the trial, to beguile;  
And, that both Shame and Want, on them attends.  
Such like is their estate, who, (to appear  
Rich-men to others) do, with Inward-payne,  
A gladsome outward Port desire to bear;  
Though they at last nor Wealth nor Credit gain.  
And, such are all those Hypocrites, who strive  
False Hearts beneath Fair spoken Words to hide:  
For, they o'●evaile themselves but with a sieve,  
Through which, their purposes at length are spied.  
And, then, they either woefully-lament  
Their Bruitish-folly, or so hardened grow  
In Sinning, that they never can repent,  
Nay, jest and scoff at their own Overthrow.  
But no false veil can serve (when God will smite)  
To save a Scorner, or an Hypocrite.    


Death is no loss, but rather, gain;  
For we by Dying, Life attain.   

MORS VITAE initium.   

ILLUSTR. XXI. Book. 1.  
I Will not blame those grieved Hearts that shed  
Becoming-teares, for their departed Friends;  
Nor those who sigh out Passions for the Dead;  
Since, on Good-natures, this Disease attends.  
When Sorrow is conceived, it must have Vent  
(In sighs or moisture) or the Heart will break;  
And, much they aggravate our Discontent,  
Who, out of Season, Reason seem to speak.  
Yet, since our Frailty may require we should  
Remembrances admit to keep us from  
Excess in grief: this Emblem here behold,  
And take such Hope as may our tears become.  
The Wheat, although a while it lies in Earth,  
(And seemeth lost) consumes not quite away;  
But, from that womb receives another Birth,  
And, with Additions, riseth from the Clay.  
Much more shall Man revive, whose worth is more:  
For, Death, who from our dross will us refine,  
Unto that other Life, becomes the door,  
Where, we in immortality shall shine.  
When once our glass is run, we presently  
Give up our souls to Death; So Death must give  
Our Bodies back again, that we, thereby,  
The Light of Life eternal, may receive.  
The venomed Sting of Death is taken away;  
And, now, the Grave, that was a Place of fear,  
Is made a Bed of Rest, wherein we may  
Lie down in Hope, and bide in safety, there.  
When we are Borne, to deathward strait we run;  
And by our Death, our Life is new-begunne.    


When Vice and virtue Youth shall woo,  
'tis hard to say, which way 'twill go.   

QVO ME Vertan NESCIO   

ILLUSTR. XXII. Book. 1.  
MY hopeful Friends at thrice five years and three,  
Without a Guide (into the World alone)  
To seek my Fortune, did adventure me;  
And, many hazards, I alighted on.  
First, England's greatest rendezvouz I sought,  
Where VICE and virtue at the highest sit;  
And, thither, both a mind and body brought,  
For neither of their Services unfit.  
Both, wooed my Youth: And, both persuaded so,  
That (like the Young man in our Emblem here)  
I stood, and cried, Ah! which way shall I go?  
To me so pleasing both their Offers were.  
VICE, pleasure's best Contentments promised me,  
And what the wanton Flesh desires to have:  
Quoth virtue, I will wisdom give to thee,  
And those brave things, which noblest minds do crave.  
Serve me said VICE, and thou shalt soon acquire  
All those achievements which my Service brings:  
Serve me said virtue, and I'll raise thee higher,  
Then VICES can, and teach thee better things.  
Whilst thus they strove to gain me, I espied  
Grim Death attending VICE; and, that her Face  
Was but a painted Vizard, which did hide  
The foulest Deformity that ever was.  
LORD, grant me grace for evermore to view  
Her ugliness; And, that I viewing it,  
Her Falsehoods and allurements may eschew;  
And on fair virtue my Affection set;  
Her Beauties contemplate, her Love embrace,  
And by her safe Direction, run my Race.    


By pain, on Pleasures we do seize;  
And, we by sufferance, purchase Ease.   

PATIOR VT POTIAR   

ILLUSTR. XXIII. Book. 1.  
THe lick'rish bear to rob the honeybees  
Among their stinging-Swarms thrusts in his paws;  
Adventureth to climb up hollow Trees,  
And from their Cells, the well filled combs he draws:  
Right so, the Sensual Man that he may gain  
His brutish Lust, a thousand perils dares;  
And, that his Lawlesse-will he may attain,  
Nor Conscience, Credit, Cost, nor Labour spares.  
'Twere shameful baseness, therefore, if that he  
Who knoweth virtue, and is thought her Lover,  
Should so by any perils frighted be,  
To make him such Affections to give-over.  
For, why should that Vaine-Crew whose Valour springs  
From beastly Fury, or inflamed- Passion,  
Enabled be to compass bolder things,  
Then Sober-Wit, and Grave-Consideration?  
Or, why should lisping wantoness, for their Lust  
So much adventure as one finger, there,  
Where we our Lives in hazard would not thrust  
For virtue's Glory, if it needful were?  
For, though her sweetness fast is closed in  
With many thorns, and such a Prickling-guard,  
That we must smart, before that Prize we win,  
The pain is followed, with a Rich Reward.  
By suffering, I have more Contentment had,  
Then ever I acquired by Slothful Ease;  
And, I by grief, so joyful have been made,  
That I will bear my cross, while God shall please.  
For, so at last my soul may joy procure,  
I care not, in my Flesh what I endure.    


Who by good means, good things would gain,  
Shall never seek, nor ask in vain.   

CONSEQVITUR qvodcunque PETIT   

ILLUSTR. XXIIII. Book. 1.  
IN vain fair Cynthia never taketh pains,  
Nor faints in following her desired Game;  
And, when at any mark her bow she strains,  
The winged Arrow surely hits the same.  
Her Picture, therefore, in this place doth show  
The Nature of their minds who Cynthia like,  
With constancy their Purposes pursue,  
And faint not till they compass what they seek.  
For, nought more godlike in this World is found,  
Then so Resolved a man, that nothing may  
His Resolution alter or confound,  
When any task of Worth, he doth assay.  
Nor, is there greater baseness, than those minds  
That from an Honest-purpose can be wrought  
By Threaten, Bribes, Smooth-Gales or Boyst'rous-Windes,  
What ever colour or excuse be brought.  
You then, that would, with Pleasure, Glory gain,  
Diana like, those modest things require,  
Which truly may beseem you to attain;  
And stoutly follow that which you desire:  
For, changing though the Moon to us appear,  
She holds a firm Dependence on the sun;  
And, by a Constant-Motion, in her sphere  
With him▪ doth in Conjunction often run:  
So, Constant-men, still move their hopes to win;  
But, never by a Motion-indirect;  
Nor, will they stop the Course that they are in,  
Until they bring their purpose to effect.  
For, whosoever Honest things requires,  
A Promise hath of all that he desires.    


Oft Shooting, doth not Archers make;  
But, hitting right the mark they take.   

NON QVAM CREBRO SED QVĀ bene   

ILLUSTR. XXV. Book. 1.  
WHen to the Fields we walk to look upon  
Some skilful markman; so much heed we not  
How many arrows from his bow are gone,  
As we observe how nigh the mark he shot:  
And, justly we deride that Man who spends  
His Time and Shafts, but never aim doth take  
To hit the White; or foolishly pretends,  
The number of the Shots, doth Archers make.  
So, God, who marketh our Endeavours, here,  
Doth not by tale, account of them receive;  
But, heedeth rather how well meant they were,  
And, at his Will how rightly aimed we have.  
It is not mumbling over thrice a day  
A Set of Ave Maries, or of Creeds,  
Or many hours formally to pray;  
When from a dull Devotion it proceeds:  
Nor is it, up and down the Land to seek  
To find those well breathed Lecturers, that can  
Preach thrice a Sabbath, and six times a week,  
Yet be as fresh, as when they first began:  
Nor, is it, such like things performed by Number  
Which God respects: Nor doth his wisdom crave  
Those many Vanities, wherewith some cumber  
Their Bodies, as if those their souls could save.  
For, not Much-doing, but welldoing, that  
Which God commands, the Doer▪ justifies▪  
To pray without Devotion, is to Prate;  
And, Hearing is but half our Exercise.  
We ought not, therefore, to regard, alone,  
How often, but how Well, the work be done.    


With Patience, I the storm sustain;  
For, sunshine still doth follow rain.   

DURABO   

ILLUSTR. XXVI. Book. 1.  
THe little squirrel, hath no other Food  
Then that which Natures thrifty hand provides;  
And, in purveying up and down the Wood,  
She many cold wet storms, for that, abides.  
She lies not heartless in her mossy Dray,  
Nor feareth to adventure through the Rain;  
But skippeth out, and bears it as she may,  
Until the Season waxeth calm again.  
Right thus, have I and others, often fared;  
For, when we first into the World were brought,  
We found but little, for our use prepared,  
Save that, which by Hard-Labour, must be sought.  
In many storms, unheeded, we are fain  
To seek out needful things; and, smilingly  
To jest, at what some others would complain:  
That, none might laugh at our Necessity.  
Yea, some have lived on husks, whilst others fed  
On that which was their Labours due Reward;  
And, were pursued (till they almost were dead)  
Without the world's Compassion or Regard.  
Yet, by Enduring, they outlived the Blast  
Of Adverse-Fortune; and, with good success,  
(Expecting calmer Seasons) at the last,  
Arrived at the Port of happiness.  
Their Suffring-much, hath made their sufferings none;  
And brought forth Hopes, by which, perceive they may,  
That Nights have but their turns; and (they once gone)  
Their darkness, makes much welcomer, the Day.  
All grief shall have an ending, I am sure;  
And, therefore, I with Patience, will Endure.    


Where Helen is, there, will be war;  
For, Death and Lust, Companions are.   

VBI HELENA IBI TROIA   

ILLUSTR. XXVII. Book. 1.  
THeir foolish Guise, I never could affect,  
Who dare, for any cause, the stews frequent:  
And, thither, where I justly might suspect  
A Strumpet lived, as yet, I never went.  
For, when (as fools pretend) they go to seek  
Experience, where more Ill than Good, they see;  
They venture for their Knowledge, Adam like;  
And, such as his, will their achievements be.  
Let, therefore, those that would lose Trulls detest,  
Converse with none, but those that modest are;  
For, they that can of whoredom make a jest,  
Will entertain it, ere they be ware.  
Chast-Company, and Chast-Discourse, doth make  
The mind more pleased with it, every day;  
And, Frequent views of wantonness, will take  
The Sense and Hatred, of the Vice away.  
Some, I have known, by harlot's Wiles undone,  
Who, but to see their Fashions, first pretended;  
And, they that went for Company, alone,  
By sudden quarrels, there, their days have ended.  
For, in the Lodgings of a Lustful Woman,  
Immodest Impudence hath still her Being;  
There, Fury, Fraud, and Cruelties are common:  
And, there, is Want, and Shame, and Disagreeing.  
Even Beauty, of itself, stirs lose Desires,  
Occasioning both jealousies, and fears;  
It kindleth in the breast, concealed Fires,  
Which burn the Heart, before the Flame appears:  
And, every day, experienced are we;  
That, there, where Helen is, Troy's Fate will be.    


No Inward grief, nor outward Smart,  
Can overcome a Patient-Heart.   

VICTRIX PATIENTIA duri.   

ILLUSTR. XXVIII. Book. 1.  
SOme Trees, when Men oppress their Aged Heads,  
(With weighty Stones) they fructify the more;  
And, when upon some Herbs, the gardener treads,  
They thrive and prosper, better than before:  
So, when the Kings of Egypt did oppress  
The sons of Jacob, through their Tyrannies;  
Their Numbers, every day, did more increase,  
Till they grew greater than their Enemies.  
So, when the Jews and Gentiles, joined their pour  
The Lord, and his anointed, to withstand;  
(With raging fury, labouring to devour  
And root the Gospel, out of every Land)  
The more they raged, conspired, and envied,  
The more they slandered, scorned, and murdered;  
The more, the faithful, still, were multiplied:  
And, still, the further, their Profession spread.  
Yea, so it spread, that quite it overthrew  
Even Tyranny itself; that, at the last,  
The Patience of the Saints, most powerful grew,  
And Persecutions force, to ground was cast.  
The selfsame power, true Patience, yet retains,  
And (though a thousand sufferings wound the same)  
She still hath Hope enough to ease her pains;  
That Hope, which keepeth off, all fear and Shame:  
For, 'tis not Hunger, Cold, nor Fire, nor steel,  
Nor all the scorns or Slanders, we can hear,  
Nor any Torment, which our Flesh can feel,  
That conquers us; but, our own traitorous fear.  
Where, Honest minds, and patiented Hearts, are Mares;  
They grow victorious, in their Hardest-Fates.    


By many Strokes, that work is done,  
Which cannot be performed at One.   

NON VNO sternitur ICTV   

ILLUSTR. XXIX. Book. 1.  
Despair not Man, in what thou oughtest to do,  
Although thou fail when one Attempt is made;  
But, add a New-Endeavour thereunto,  
And, than another, and another, add:  
Yea, till thy power and Life shall quite be spent,  
Persist in seeking what thou shouldst desire;  
For, he that falleth from a good Intent,  
Deserves not that, to which he did aspire.  
Rich Treasures, are by Nature, placed deep;  
And, ere we gain them, we must pierce the rocks:  
Such perils, also, them, as Guardians keep,  
That, none can win them without wounds and knocks.  
Moreover, Glories, Thrones are so sublime,  
That, whosoever thinks their Top to gain,  
Till many thousand weary steps he climb,  
Doth fool himself, by muse which are vain.  
And, yet, there is a Path way, which doth lead  
Above the highest things that Man can see;  
And (though it be not known to all who tread  
The Common-Tract) it may ascended be.  
As, therefore, none should greater things presume  
Then well becomes their strength; So, none should fear  
(Through Folly, Sloth, or baseness) to assume  
Those things upon them, which beseeming are.  
In Time, and by Degrees may things be wrought,  
That seemed impossible to have been done,  
When they were first conceived in the thought;  
And, such as these, we may adventure on.  
Mine arm, I know, in time will fell an oak;  
But, I will never attempt it, at a Stroke.    


Afflictions Fire consumeth sin;  
But, virtue taketh Life therein.   

NUDRISCO IL BVONO ET SPENGO IL REO   

ILLUSTR. XXX. Book. 1  
WHether the Salamander be a Beast,  
Or Precious-Stone, which overcomes the Flame,  
It skills not; Since, by either is expressed  
The Meaning which we purpose by the same:  
Both brook the Fire unhurt; And (more than so)  
The fiercer and the longer Heats there are,  
The livelier in the same the Beast will grow;  
And, much the brighter, will the Stone appear.  
This Crowned-Salamander in the Fire,  
May, therefore, not unfitly, signify  
Those, who in Fiery chariots, do aspire  
Elijah-like, to Immortality:  
Or, those Heroic spirits, who unharmed  
Have through the Fires of Troubles, and Affliction,  
(With virtue, and with innocence armed)  
Walked onward, in the pathway, of Perfection.  
The Fiery-Tryall, which like Wood and Hay,  
Consumes the works of every wickedone;  
(And maketh all their Hopes to fume away)  
Doth purify what faithfullmen have done.  
They triumph in the Flames, and shall obtain  
The glorious crown of Endlesse-Happinesse,  
When all that show of bliss appeareth vain,  
Which Worldly men have seemed to possess.  
For, though some sins and Follies, gilded are,  
And shine like purest Gold, and Pretious-Stones;  
This Test, will find of what alloy they were,  
And, make them known but Counterfeited Ones:  
For, in this furnace, all such worms expire;  
And, none but virtue liveth in this Fire.    


He, over all the stars doth reign,  
That unto wisdom can attain.   

SAPIENS dominabitur ASTRIS.   

ILLUSTR. XXXI. Book. 1.  
I Am not of their mind, who think the Sun,  
The moon, the Planets, and those glorious Lights  
Which trim the Sphares, do in their Motions run  
To no more purpose, then to please our Sights.  
Nor for distinguishment of Nights, and days,  
Or of the Seasons, and the Times, alone,  
Can I suppose the Hand of God displays  
Those many stars, we nightly gaze upon:  
For, both by Reason, and by commonsense  
We know (and often feel) that from above  
The Planets have, on us, an Influence;  
And, that our Bodies vary, as they move.  
Moreover, Holy Writ infers, that these  
Have some such power; even in those Places, where  
It names Orion, and the Pleyades;  
Which, stars of much inferior Nature are.  
Yet, hence conclude not, therefore, that the mind  
Is by the stars constrained to obey  
Their Influence; or, so by them inclined,  
That, by no means resist the same we may.  
For, though they form the body's temperature,  
(And though the mind inclineth after that)  
By Grace, another Temper we procure,  
Which guides the Motions of Supposed Fate.  
The soul of Man is nobler than the spheres;  
And, if it gain the Place which may be had,  
Not here alone on Earth, the Rule it bears,  
But, is the Lord, of all that God hath made.  
Be wise in him; and, if just cause there be,  
The sun and moon, shall stand and wait on thee.    


A Princes most ennobling Parts,  
Are Skill in arms, and Love to Arts.   

EX VTROQVE CAESAR   

ILLUSTR. XXXII. Book. 1.  
RIght blessed are they on whom God hath bestown  
A King, whose virtues have approved him  
To be an Ornament unto his Throne,  
And as a Lustre to his Diadem.  
He seeks not only how to keep in awe  
His People, by those means that rightful are;  
But, doth unto himself, become a Law,  
And, by Example, Pious ways declare.  
He, loveth Peace, and after it pursues;  
Yet, if of war a just occasion come,  
Doth nor Bellona's Challenges refuse,  
Nor fear, to beat defiance on his Drum;  
He is as ready, also, to advance  
The liberal Arts, and from his Lands to drive  
All false Religion, schism, and Ignorance,  
As other public profits to contrive.  
And, such a Prince is not a Casuall-thing,  
The Glories of a Throne, by Chance, possessing;  
Nor merely from his Parents, doth he spring,  
But, he is rather Gods immediate Blessing.  
If thou desirest such a Prince to be,  
Or, to acquire that Worth which may allure  
Such Princes to vouchsafe some Grace to thee;  
Their Kingly virtues, labour to procure.  
In Military Practices delight,  
Not for a wicked, or vainglorious end;  
But, to maintain the Cause that is upright,  
Or thy distressed country to defend.  
And, strive that thou, as excellent mayst be  
In Knowledge, as, thou art in thy Degree.    


True-Lovers Lives, in one Heart lie,  
Both Live, or both together die.   

PERSEQVAR exstinctu   

ILLUSTR. XXXIII. Book. 1.  
He that shall say he Loves, and was again  
So well-beloved, that neither he nor she  
Suspects each other, neither needs to gain  
New proofs, that they in all Desires agree;  
And, yet, shall cool again in their Affection,  
(And leave to Love) or live till they are Lovers  
The secondtime; It some gross Imperfection  
In One (if not in Both) of them discovers.  
It was not Love which did between them grow;  
But, rather, somewhat like unto the same;  
Which (having made a fair deceiving Show)  
Obtained, a while, that honourable Name.  
For, False-Affections will together play  
So lovingly; and, oft, so act those Parts  
Which real seem; that, for a time, they may  
Appear the Children of Vnfeigned-Hearts:  
Yea, manytimes, true Turtles are deceived  
By counterfeited Passions, till their Love  
Of her true Object finds herself bereaved;  
And, after it, is forced to remove:  
But, where True Love begetteth, and enjoys  
The proper Object, which she doth desire,  
Nor Time, nor Injury the same destroys;  
But, it continues a Perpetual Fire.  
Like amorous Thisbe to her Pyramus,  
On all occasions, it continues true:  
Nor Night, nor Danger, makes it timorous;  
But, through all Perils, it will him pursue.  
Thus, both in Life, in Death, in all estates,  
True- Lovers will be true Associates.    


When Two agree in their Desire,  
One spark will set them both on Fire.   

FLAMMESCIT VTERQVE   

ILLUSTR. XXXIV. Book. 1.  
THe Westerne-Indians, when they want a Fire  
To warm their naked limbs, or dress their Food,  
At every need, accomplish their Desire,  
By often rubbing of two Sticks of wood  
From whence, these Observations we may take;  
First, that in them whose Natures gentlest are,  
A long Contention such a Change may make,  
As did, before, scarce possible appear.  
Next, that when Two in Opposition be,  
Whose power and strength and Malice is the same,  
Their struggling Hearts but seldom do agree,  
Till they beget, a Selfe-devouring-Flame.  
And, thirdly, it informs, that those chaste Fires  
Which on Love's Altars keep a Lasting-Heat;  
Are those, which in two Hearts, two Like-Desires  
Upon each other, mutually beget.  
Hence, therefore, learn thou, first, not to contemn  
Their mildness, who to anger are not prone;  
Lest, many wrongs do stir up Fires in them,  
And work thee mischief, when thou look'st for none.  
Be wary, next, though thou thyself be strong,  
How with a powerful Foe thou dost contend;  
For, they that wrestle in Contention, long,  
Will, sure, beshrew their madness, in the end.  
And, if to warm thee by love's Fires thou seek,  
Thy Peer in years, and Manners, pray to find;  
Let both your aims, and long, be alike;  
Be one in Faith, and Will; and, one in mind:  
So, you shall reap the fruits of your Desire,  
And warm each other with a kindly Fire.    


He that delights to Plant and Set,  
Makes After-Ages in his Debt.   

POSTERITATI   

ILLUSTR. XXXV. Book. 1.  
WHen I behold the havoc and the spoil,  
Which (even within the compass of my days)  
Is made through every quarter of this I'll,  
In Woods and Groves (which were this kingdom's praise)  
And, when I mind with how much greediness,  
We seek the present gain, in every thing;  
Not caring (so our Lust we may possess)  
What damage to Posterity we bring:  
They do, methinks, as if they did foresee,  
That, some of those, whom they have cause to hate,  
Should come in Future-times, their heirs to be:  
Or else, why should they such things perpetrate?  
For, if they think their Children shall succeed;  
Or, can believe, that they begot their heirs;  
They could not, surely, do so foul a Deed,  
As to deface the Land, that should be theirs.  
What our Forefathers planted, we destroy:  
Nay, all men's labours, living heretofore,  
And all our own, we lavishly employ  
To serve our present Lusts; and, for no more.  
But, let these careless Wasters learn to know,  
That, as Vaine-Spoyle is open Injury;  
So, Planting is a Debt, they truly own,  
And aught to pay to their Posterity.  
Self love, for none, but for itself, doth care;  
And, only, for the present, taketh pain:  
But, Charity for others doth prepare;  
And, joys in that, which Future-Time shall gain.  
If, After-Ages may my Labours bless;  
I care not, much, how little I possess.    


To Have, and not to use the same;  
Is not our Glory, but our Shame.   

NIL PENNA, SED vsus   

ILLUSTR. XXXVI. Book. 1.  
THe ostrich (though with many Feathers trimmed,  
And decked with goodly Plumes of no mean size)  
Is so unwieldy, and so largely limbed,  
That, up into the air he cannot rise.  
And, though in Wings and Feathers, he appears  
A goodly fowl, and bears his Head so high,  
As if he could o'ertop the lower spheres;  
And, fare above the towering Eagles fly;  
So useless are those Feathers, and those Wings,  
To gain him Name among their airy Race;  
That, he must walk with such inferior things,  
As in this Common-Region, have their place.  
Such fowls as these, are that Gay-plumed-Crew,  
Which (to high place and Fortunes being borne)  
Are men of goodly worth, in outward view;  
And, in themselves, deserve nought else but scorn.  
For, though their Trappings, their high-lifted Eyes,  
Their Lofty Words, and their Much-feared powers,  
Do make them seem Heroic, Stout, and Wise,  
Their Hearts are oft as fond, and faint as ours.  
Such Animals as these, are also those  
That Wise, and Grave, and Learned Men do seem  
In Title, Habit, and all Formal shows;  
Yet, have nor Wit, nor Knowledge, worth esteem.  
And, lastly, such are they; that, having got  
Wealth, Knowledge, and those other Gifts, which may  
Advance the Publike-Good, yet, use them not;  
But feed, and sleep, and laze their time away.  
He, may be but a Goose, which wears the Quill;  
But, him we praise, that useth it with Skill.    


He, that his Course directly steers,  
Nor storms, nor Windy-Censures fears.   

DUM clawm rectum TENEAM   

ILLUSTR. XXXVII. Book. 1.  
We to the Sea, this World may well compare,  
For, every Man which liveth in the same,  
Is as a Pilot, to some vessel there,  
Of little size, or else of larger frame.  
Some, have the Boats of their own Life to guide,  
Some, of whole Families do row the Barge,  
Some, govern petty Towneships too, beside,  
(To those compared, which of small barks have charge)  
Some others, rule great Provinces; and, they  
Resemble captains of huge argosies:  
But, when of kingdoms, any gain the Sway,  
To Generals of Fleets, we liken these.  
Each hath his proper Course to him assigned,  
His Card, his compass, his due tackle, too;  
And, if their business, as they ought, they mind,  
They may accomplish all they have to do.  
But, most Men leave the Care of their own Course,  
To judge or follow others, in their ways;  
And, when their Follies make their Fortunes worse,  
They curse the Destiny, which they should praise.  
For, Waves, and winds, and that oft-changing wether  
Which many blame, as cause of all their Losses,  
(Though they observe it not) helps bring together  
Those Hopes, which their own wisdom, often crosses.  
Regard not, therefore much, what those things be,  
Which come, without thy fault, to thwart thy Way;  
Nor, how, Rash-Lookers-on will censure thee;  
But, faithfully, to do thy part, assay:  
For, if thou shalt not from this counsel vary,  
Let my Hopes fail me, if thy Hopes miscarry.    


A sudden Death, with Shame, is due  
To him, that, swears What is untrue.   

SI SCIENS FALLO.   

ILLUSTR. XXXVIII. Book. 1.  
WHen th' Ancients made a solemn League or Vow,  
Their custom was to ratify it, thus;  
Before their Idol God, they slew a Sow,  
And said aloud; So be it unto us.  
Implying, that, if otherwise they did  
Then had been vowed; or, if within their breast  
A Fraudulent-Intention had been hid,  
They merited such usage, as that Beast.  
For, by the Swine that they had slaughtered so,  
(Which, during Life, was helpful unto none)  
Of Life deprived by a sudden blow,  
And, then, cast out, that none might feed thereon;  
They, mystically did infer; that, he  
Who falsified that Oath which he had sworn,  
Deserved, by Sudden-Death, cut off to be;  
And, as a Beast unclean, to lie forlorn.  
That Heathenish hieroglyphic, doth imply  
This Christian Doctrine; that, we should in vows,  
In Leagues, and oaths, assume no Liberty,  
But, what sincerest Honesty allows.  
By Swine, the babbling Sophisters are meant,  
In hieroglyphical Signification;  
Which we do Sacrifice, when our intent  
Is free from Falsehood, and Aequivocation.  
And, this, let every Man endeavour for,  
Who loves the Blessings, for just men prepared;  
Or, if the sin he do not much abhor,  
At least, the Danger let him well regard:  
For, to pursue him, Vengeance never leaves,  
That falsely swears, or willingly Deceives.    


Where strong Desires are entertained,  
The Heart 'twixt Hope, and fear, is pained.   

SPEQVE metuqve PAVET   

ILLUSTR. XXXIX. Book. 1.  
A Troubled mind, o'ercharged with Desires,  
Between great Hopes, and no less fears oppressed,  
And pained inwardly with secret Fires,  
Was thus, by some, in former times expressed.  
A Smoking Heart, they placed just betwixt  
A Fastened Anchor, and a bended Bow;  
To which a Barbed-Arrow seemed fixed,  
And, ready from the Strayned-String to go.  
The Smoke doth sighs, the Anchor doth declare  
That Hope, which keeps us from Despairing quite;  
The bow and Arrow, signify that fear,  
Which doth, perpetually, the soul affright.  
And, by this Emblem, it appears to me  
That they which are with strong Desires oppressed,  
(Though good or bad the Object of them be)  
In seeking Pleasures, find no small unrest:  
For, they are not by fears, alone, disturbed,  
But, as the Wiseman saith, even Hope-Delayd  
Torments the Heart; and, when Desire is kerbed,  
The soul becometh sad, and ill-apaid.  
A Groundlesse-Hope, makes entrance for despair,  
And with Deceiving shows the Heart betrays:  
A Causelesse-Feare, doth reason's force impair,  
And, terrifies the soul, in doubtful ways.  
Yet, quite neglect them not; For, Hope repels  
That grief sometimes, which would our Hearts oppress.  
And, fear is otherwhile the sentinel  
Which rouzeth us from dangerous carelessness.  
Thus, Both are good: but, Both are Plagues to such,  
Who either Fondly fear, or Hope too much.    


Those fools whom beauty's Flame doth blind,  
Feel, Death, where Life they thought to find.   

COSI VIVO PIACER CONDVCEA MORTE   

ILLUSTR. XL. Book. 1.  
WHen you do next behold the wanton flies  
About the shining Candle, come to play,  
Until the Light thereof hath dimmed their Eyes,  
Or, till the Flame hath singed their Wings away:  
Remember, then, this Emblem; and, beware  
You be not playing at such harmful Games:  
Consider, if there sit no Female, there,  
That overwarmes you, with her Beauty's Flames.  
Take heed, you do not over dally so  
As to inflame the Tinder of Desire;  
But, shun the mischief, ere too late it grow,  
Lest you be scorched in that Foolish-Fire.  
For, as those Wandring-Fires which in the Night,  
Do lead unwary travellers astray,  
Alluring them, by their deceiving Sight,  
Till they have altogether lost their way:  
Right so, fantastic Beauty doth amaze  
The lustful Eye, allures the Heart aside,  
Captives the Senses (by a sudden blaze)  
And, leaves the judgement wholly stupefied.  
Nay, if Men play too long about those Torches,  
Such is the Nature of their wanton Flame,  
That, from their Bodies (unawares) it scorches  
Those Wings and Feet, on which they thither came.  
It wasteth (even to nothing) all their Wealth,  
Consumes their precious Time, destroys their Strength,  
Bespots their Honest-Fame, impairs their Health,  
And (when their fatal Thread is at the length)  
That thing, on which their Hope of Life is placed,  
Shall bring them to Destruction, at the last.    


Let him, that at GOD'S Altar stands,  
In innocence, wash his Hands.   

PURIS Manibus.   

ILLUSTR. XLI. Book. 1.  
WHen (Reader) thou hast first of all surveyed  
That Reverend Priest, which here engraven stands,  
In all his Holy vestments arrayed,  
Endeavouring for Purifyed-Hands;  
Collect from hence, that, when thou dost appear  
To offer Sacrifice of praise or Prayer,  
Thou oughtest the Robes of righteousness, to wear,  
And, by Repentance, thy defects repair.  
For, thou, that, with polluted Hands presum'st  
Before God's Altar to present thy Face;  
Or, in the Rags of thine own Merits comest,  
Shalt reap Displeasure, where thou look'st for Grace.  
Then, if thou be of those that would aspire  
A Priest, or Prelate, in God's Church to be;  
Be sure, thou first those Ornaments acquire,  
Which, may be suiting to that High-Degree.  
Intrude not, as perhaps too many do,  
With Gifts unfit, or by an Evil mean:  
Desire it with a right Intention too;  
And, seek to keep thy Conversation clean.  
For, they that have assumed this Holy-Calling,  
With Hands impure, and Hearts unsanctifyed,  
Defame the Truth; give others cause of Falling,  
And, scandalise their Brethren, too, beside:  
Yea, to themselves, their very Sacrifice  
Becomes unhallowed; and, their thanks and Prayers,  
The God of Purity, doth so despise,  
That, all their Hopes, he turneth to despairs:  
And, all their best Endeavours, countermands,  
Till they appear with unpolluted Hands.    


No Heart can think, to what strange ends,  
The Tongues unruely Motion tends.   

LINGVA OVO TENDIS   

ILLUSTR. XLII. Book. 1.  
WEll-worthy of our better Heeding were,  
That Holy pen-mans' Lesson, who hath said,  
We should be slow to speak, and swift to hear;  
If, well, the nature of the Tongue we weighed.  
For, if we let it lose, it getteth Wings,  
And, flies with wanton carelessness, about;  
It prateth in all places, of All things;  
Tells Truth and lies, and babbleth Secrets out.  
To speak, of things unknown, it taketh leave,  
As if it had all Knowledge in Possession;  
And, Mysteries (which no Man can conceive)  
Are thought fit Objects for the tongue's Expression.  
With Truth it mixeth Errors; says, unsayes;  
And, is the Preacher of all Heresies.  
That Heart, which gives it motion, it betrays;  
And, utters Curses, oaths, and Blasphemies.  
It spreads all Slanders, which base envy raiseth;  
It moveth Anger, and begetteth Hates:  
It blameth virtue; filthy Deeds it praiseth;  
And, causeth uproars, murders, and Debates.  
Yea, 'tis the chiefest Factor for the devil;  
And, yet, with speeches feignedly-sincere,  
It otherwhile reproveth what is evil,  
And, will in Lowly-words, a Saint appear.  
Now this is known; we, next of all, should learn,  
How we may shun the mischief being known;  
How, we bad Tongues, in Others, may discern;  
And, how to guide and moderate our own.  
And, reason good; for, none can apprehend,  
What mischief doth an evil Tongue attend.    


The mind should have a fixed Eye  
On Objects, that are placed on High.   

ΟΥ ΜΕ ΒΛLΨΟΝ ΑΝΩ   

ILLUSTR. XLIII. Book. 1.  
A Heart, which bore the figure of an Eye  
Wide open to the sun; by some, was used,  
When in an Emblem, they would signify  
A mind, which on celestial Matters mused:  
Implying, by the same, that there is nought  
Which in this lower orb, our Eyes can see,  
So fit an Object for a manly thought,  
As those things, which in heaven above us be.  
God, gave mankind (above all other Creatures)  
A lovely form, and upward-looking Eye,  
(Among the rest of his peculiar Features)  
That he might lift his Countenance on high:  
And (having viewed the Beauty, which appears  
Within the outward Sights circumference)  
That he might elevate above the spheres,  
The piercing Eye, of his Intelligence.  
Then, higher, and still higher strive to raise  
His contemplation's Eyes, till they ascend  
To gain a glimpse of those eternal rays,  
To which all undepraved Spirits tend.  
For, 'tis the proper nature of the mind  
(Till fleshly Thoughts corrupt it) to despise  
Those Lusts whereto the Body stands inclined;  
And labour always, upward to arise.  
Some, therefore, thought those Goblins which appear  
To haunt old Graves and tombs, are souls of such,  
Who to these loathsome places doomed were,  
Because, they doted on the Flesh too much.  
But, sure we are, wellminded Men shall go  
To live above, when others bide below.    


Those Fields, which yet appear not so,  
When Harvest comes, will yellow grow.   

FLAVESCENT   

ILLUSTR. XLIV. Book. 1.  
WHen, in the sweet and pleasant Month of May.  
We see both Leaves and blossoms on the Tree,  
And view the meadows in their best array,  
We hop full are a joyful Spring to see;  
Yet, oft, before the following Night be past,  
It chanceth, that a vapour, or a Frost,  
Doth all those forward bloomings wholly waste;  
And, then, their sweetness and their beauty's lost.  
Such, is the state of every mortal Wight:  
In Youth, our Glories, and our Lusts we show;  
We fill ourselves with every vain Delight,  
And, will most think on that which may ensue.  
But, let us learn to heed, as well as know,  
That, Spring doth pass; that, Summer steals away;  
And, that the flower which makes the fairest show,  
ere many weeks, must whither and decay.  
And, from this Emblem, let each Lab'ring-Swaine  
(In whatsoever course of life it be)  
Take heart, and hope, amidst his daily pain,  
That, of his travails, he good fruits shall see.  
The ploughed and harrowed Field, which, to thine eye,  
Seems like to be the Grave, in which the Seeds  
Shall (without hope of rising) buried lie,  
Becomes the fruitful womb, where Plenty breeds.  
There, will be corn, where nought but Mare appears;  
The Durty Seed, will form a greenish blade;  
The Blade, will rise to stems with fruitful ears:  
Those ears, will ripen, and be yellow made:  
So, if in honest Hopes, thou persevere,  
A joyful Harvest will at last appear.    


As soon, as we to be, begun;  
We did begin, to be undone.   

FINIS ABORIGINE PĒNDET   

ILLUSTR. XLV. Book. 1.  
WHen some, in former Ages, had a meaning  
An Emblem, of Mortality, to make,  
They formed an Infant, on a Deaths-head leaning,  
And, round about, encircled with a Snake.  
The child so pictured, was to signify,  
That, from our very Birth, our Dying springs:  
The Snake, her Tatle devouring, doth imply  
The Revolution, of all Earthly things.  
For, whatsoever hath beginning, here,  
Begins, immediately, to vary from  
The same it was; and, doth at last appear  
What very few did think it should become.  
The solid Stone, doth molder into Earth,  
That Earth, e'er long, to Water, rarefies;  
That Water, gives an Airy Vapour birth,  
And, thence, a Fiery-Comet doth arise:  
That, moves, until itself it so impair,  
That from a burning-Meteor, back again,  
It sinketh down, and thickens into air;  
That air, becomes a Cloud; then, Drops of rain:  
Those Drops, descending on a Rocky Ground,  
There, settle into Earth, which more and more,  
Doth harden, still; so, running out the round,  
It grows to be the Stone it was before.  
Thus, All things wheel about; and, each Beginning,  
Made entrance to it own Destruction, hath.  
The Life of Nature, entereth in with Sinning;  
And, is for ever, waited on by Death:  
The Life of Grace, is formed by Death to sin;  
And, there, doth lifeeternall, strait begin.    


Though very small, at first, it be,  
A Sprout, at length, becomes a Tree.   

TANDEM FIT ARBOR   

ILLUSTR. XLVI. Book. 1.  
We find it common (but not comely thou)  
That, when a good Endeavour is begot,  
Unless, at very first, it equal grow  
With our Expectance, we regard it not.  
Nor Wit, nor Patience, have we to conceive,  
That every thing, which may by Man be wrought,  
Proportionable Time, and means, must have;  
Before it can be to Perfection, brought.  
Yet, every day, in things of every kind,  
Experience hath informed us, herein;  
And, that, in many things, a change we find,  
Which, at the first, would scarce believed have been.  
For, though a Gosling will not prove a Swan,  
Vnruely-Colts become welltrayned Steeds;  
A Silly child grows up a Mighty-Man,  
And, Lofty-Trees do Spring from Little Seeds.  
Learn, therefore hence, that, nothing you despise,  
Because it may, at first, imperfect seem:  
And, know, how all things (in some sort) to prize,  
Although, you give them not the best esteem.  
From hence, moreover, learn; not to despair,  
When you have just occasion, to pursue  
A toilsome work, or any great affair:  
Since▪ all-things, at the first, from nothing, grew.  
And, I myself will, also, learn, from hence,  
(Of all my pains, though little fruits I see)  
Nor to repine, nor to receive Offence;  
But, rather joy in what befalleth me.  
For, though my Hopes appear but meanly grown,  
They will be Great, when some shall think them none.    


When we above the cross can rise,  
A crown, for us, prepared lies.   

SUPERATA CRVCE CORONOR   

ILLUSTR. XLVII. Book. 1.  
A Serpent raised above the Letter Tau,  
Aspiring to a crown, is figured here:  
From whence, a Christian-Morall we may draw,  
Which worth our good-regarding will appear.  
For, by those Characters, in brief, I see  
Which Way, we must to happiness ascend;  
Then, by what means, that Path must climbed be;  
And, what Reward, shall thereupon attend.  
The cross, doth show, that suffering is the Way;  
The Serpent, seems to teach me, that, if I  
Will overcome, I must not then, assay  
To force it; but, myself thereto apply.  
For, by embracing what we shall not shun,  
We wind about the cross, till we arise  
Above the same; and, then, what Prize is won,  
The crown, which overtops it, signifies.  
Let me, O God, obtain from thee the Grace,  
To be partaker of thy Blessed Passion;  
Let me, with willingness, thy cross embrace,  
And, share the Comforts of thy Exaltation.  
To bear that Part, whereto I doomed am,  
My Heart, with Strength, and Courage, Lord, inspire:  
Then, crucify my Flesh upon the same,  
As much as my Corruption shall require.  
And, when by thy Assistance, I am reared  
Above that burden, which lies yet upon me;  
And, over all, which (justly may be feared)  
Shall, during Life-time, be inflicted on me;  
Among those Blessed-Soules, let me be found,  
Which, with eternal Glory, shall be crowned.    


In Death, no Difference is made,  
Between the sceptre, and the Spade.   

MORS SCEPTRA LIGONIBUS AEQVAT   

ILLUSTR. XLVIII. Book. 1.  
LEt no man be so sottish as to dream,  
Though all Men in their Déath made equal are,  
That, therefore, they may gather by this theme,  
That, Parity, in Life-time, fitting were.  
For, as the body's Members (which in Death  
Have all the like esteem) had their Degrees,  
And Honours, differing in time of breath;  
The same (in States) Discretion comely sees.  
Nor, should we hence infer, that it were just  
To disesteem the breathless carcases  
Of Kings and Princes, when they sleep in Dust;  
For, Civill-Reverence is due to these.  
Nor, ought we, in their Life-time, to apply  
The Truth, which by this Emblem is declared,  
The Dignities of Men to vilify;  
Or, bring upon their Persons less regard.  
That, which from hence, I rather wish to preach,  
Is this; that every Man of each degree,  
Would mark it so, that he, himself might teach  
What thoughts and deeds, to him most proper be.  
If he be great; let him remember, then,  
That (since, nor Wealth, nor Title, can procure him  
Exemption from the dooms of other Men)  
He ought to seek, how virtue may secure him.  
If he be poor; let him this Comfort take,  
That, though, awhile, he be afflicted here,  
Yet, Death may him as fully happy make,  
As he, that doth a Crown Imperiall wear.  
For, when his Fatall-blow Death comes to strike,  
He, makes the Beggar, and the King, alike.    


What cannot be by Force attained,  
By Leisure, and Degrees, is gained.   

PAULATIM NON IMPETV.   

ILLUSTR. XLIX. Book. 1.  
SOme Foolish- boys (and such a Boy was I)  
When they at school have certain hours to pass,  
(To which they are compelled unwillingly)  
Much time they spend in shaking of the glass:  
Thus, what they practise, to make-short their stay,  
Prolongs it more; for while they seek to force  
The Sands, to run more speedily away,  
They interrupt them; and, they pass the worse.  
Right so, in other things, with us it fares;  
(And, seeming wise, we act a foolish part)  
For, otherwhile, what Time alone prepares,  
We seek to make the subject of an Art.  
Sometimes, by rashness, we endeavour what  
We ought with Leisure, and Advice, to do:  
But, if a good success doth follow, that,  
Our Wit was nothing helpful thereunto.  
Sometime, again, we prosecute a thing  
By Violence; when our desired effect,  
No other means so well to pass can bring,  
As Love and gentleness, which we neglect.  
But, let this Emblem teach us to regard  
What Way of Working, to each work pertains:  
So, though some Portion of our Hopes be barred,  
We shall not, altogether, lose our pains.  
Some things are strong, and, othersome are weak;  
With Labour, some; and, some with Ease be wrought:  
Although the Reed will bend, the Kexe will break;  
And, what mends one thing, makes another naught.  
Mark this; And, when much Haste will mar thy Speed,  
That, then, thou take good Leisure; take thou Heed.    


Of Little-Gaines, let Care be had; For, of small ears, great mows are made.   

DE PARVIS GRANDIS A cerws ERIT.   

ILLUSTR. L. Book. 1.  
AMong the many failings of the Time,  
This Emblem giveth Cause to mention one,  
Which, unto me, doth seem the greater Crime,  
Because, to many, it appeareth none.  
I find, that petty things are so neglected  
(Well nigh of all) in lose and in win,  
As if, what ere they thought to have effected,  
Subsisted without Members, or Beginnings.  
The Man, that loseth every Month a Penny,  
May salve-up twelvemonths Losses, with a Shilling.  
But, if of other Losses he hath many,  
To save a Pin, at length, he shall be willing.  
For, he that sees his wine-filled vessel drop,  
(Although a Drop, in value, be but small)  
Should, thence, Occasion take, the leak to stop,  
Lest many Droppings drain him dry of all.  
Moreover, they, that will to greatness rise,  
A Course, not much unlike to this, must keep:  
They ought not Small-Beginnings to despise;  
Nor, strive to run, before they learn to creep.  
By many single ears, together brought,  
The Hand is filled; by handfuls, we may gain  
A Sheafe; with many Sheaves a barn is fraught:  
Thus, oft, by Little, we do much obtain.  
Consider this; And, though I wish not thee  
To take, of Trifling-things, too great a care;  
Yet, know thus much (for truth) it best will be,  
If all things may be weighed as they are:  
By slender Losses, great-ones are begun;  
By many trifling gains, much Wealth is won.  
FINIS Libri primi.    

THE FIRST lottery.  

1  
THou, dost overmuch respect  
That, which will thy harm effect;  
But, some other things there be,  
Which will more advantage thee:  
Search thy heart; and, thou shalt, there,  
Soon discover, what they are:  
Yea, thine Emblem shows thee, too,  
What to shun; and, what to do. 
See, Emblem I.    

2  
It is a little feared, that you  
Are to your own designs, untrue;  
And, that, if you more constant were,  
You would be richer, than you are,  
(It may be, also, wiser, too)  
Look, therefore, what you are to do:  
Then, follow it, and, you will say,  
That, well advised, you were, to day. 
See, Emb. II.    

3  
How rich or poor soe'er thou be,  
Thou, art a Prince, in some degree;  
And, o'er thyself, thou shouldst command,  
As doth a Monarch, in his landlord.  
Within thy Heart, therefore, engrave  
The laws, that Grace and Nature gave:  
For, thus (to counsel thee) inclines  
That Emblem, which, thy Lot assigns. 
See, Emb. III.    

4  
Much Liberty, thou hast assumed;  
And, heretofore, so much presumed  
On Time, which, always rideth post,  
That, for awhile, some Hopes are crossed.  
But, lo, to keep thee from despair,  
And, thy Misfortune, to repair,  
Mark, what to thee, by Lot, befell,  
And, practice, what is counselled, well. 
See, Emb. iu.    

5  
Thou seekest Honour, to obtain,  
By means, which frustrate all thy pain.  
Thy Predecessors rich were made,  
By using of the Plough and Spade:  
Thou, honourable wouldst be thought,  
By taking Courses, that are naught;  
But, if, right noble, thou wilt be,  
Look, what thine Emblem counsels thee. 
See, Emb. V.    

M 6  
This Man, what ever he may seem,  
Is worthy of a high esteem:  
Though Fortune may, his person, grind;  
She, cannot harm him, in his mind.  
Right blessed, this Company would be,  
If all of them, were such, as herald  
Read that Impresa, which he drew;  
For, that, in part, the same will show. 
See, Emb. vi    

M 7  
If some, now present, this had got,  
They, would have blushed, at their Lot;  
Since, very fit, the same doth prove  
For one, that's either light of Love,  
Or, troubled with a fickle Mate:  
If you enjoy a better Fate,  
Yet, harken, what your Lot doth say;  
Lest, you, hereafter, need it may, 
See, Emb. VII.    

8  
For aught, that, plainly, doth appear,  
You may outlive the longest, here;  
Yet, seeing, now, of all this crew,  
The Lot of Death, you, only, drew,  
See what, your Emblem hath enjoined;  
And, still, that moral, bear in mind:  
So, Deaths deformed and ghastly Shade  
Shall, means of Life, to thee, be made. 
See, Emb. VIII.    

9  
Though you have Wit, and, know it well;  
That, rash you are, your Friends can tell;  
Yea, sleep, and Ease, possess you so,  
That, some do fear, you'll sottish grow:  
But, lo, your hindrance, to prevent,  
This Lot, was, peradventure, sent;  
For, in the morals, that, ensue,  
Are counsels, fit, for such as you. 
See, Emb. IX.    

10  
You, have been wronged, many ways,  
Yet, patiented are; and, that's your praise:  
Your Actions, also, seemed upright;  
Yet, some there are, that, bear you spite:  
Lest, therefore, you discouraged grow,  
An Emblem, you have drawn, to show  
What other innocents' have borne,  
And, how, the world's despites, to scorn. 
See, Emb. X.    

M 11  
Doubtless, you are either wooing,  
Or, some other business, doing;  
Which, you shall attempt, in vain,  
Or, much hazard all your pain:  
Yet, if good, your meanings are,  
Do not honest means forbear;  
For, where things are, well, begun,  
God, oft, works, when Man hath done. 
See, Emb. XI.    

12  
Be not angry, if I tell  
That, you love the World, too well;  
For, this Lot, perhaps, you drew,  
That, such Faults, you might eschew.  
Mark, to what their souls aspire,  
Who, true blessedness, desire:  
For, if you can do, like those,  
Heaven you gain, when Earth you lose. 
See, Emb. XII.    

13  
You love the Rich; and, honour them;  
The needy person, you contemn:  
Yet, Wealth, nor want of Wealth, is that,  
Which, wretched makes, or fortunate:  
From other Causes, those things flow;  
Which, since, you either do not know,  
Or, heed not much, this Emblem came,  
That, you might learn to mind the same. 
See, Emb. XIII.    

M 14  
Thy Chance is doubtful; and, as yet,  
I know not, what to say of it;  
But, this I know, a foe thou art  
To what thine Emblem hath, in part,  
Expressed by a Mimic Shape;  
Or, thou, thyself, art such an Ape.  
Now, which of these, pertains to thee,  
Let them, that know thee, judges be. 
See, Emb. XIV.    

15  
Thy virtues he may wrong, that says  
Thou spendest thyself, in wanton ways;  
But, some have thought, and said of late,  
That, those thou lov'st, consume thy state:  
Yet, spare nor Time, nor Substance, though,  
Where, them, thou oughtest to bestow;  
But, to thine Emblem turn, and, see  
When Life, and Wealth, well ventured be. 
See, Emb. XV.    

16  
Though Troubles, you may have (or had)  
Enough, to make some others mad;  
Yet, be content: for, they, that are  
As weak, have had as much to bear;  
And, that, which Malice did contrive,  
To make them poor, hath made them thrive.  
That Emblem, which, by Lot, you drew,  
Prognosticates, as much, for you. 
See, Emb. XVI.    

17  
Though, you suffer blame and pain,  
You, at last, may Comfort gain,  
(Sharing Honours, truly gotten,  
When, your Foes are dead, and rotten)  
For, of this, you have a pawn,  
In the Lot, that you have drawn;  
And, by that, it may appear,  
What your pains, and wages, are. 
See, Emb. XVII.    

18  
Take you serious heed, I pray,  
Whither, you do go to day;  
Whom you credit; and, for whom  
You, engaged, shall become;  
And, unless you wish for Sorrow,  
Be as provident, to morrow:  
For, there are some traps and Snares,  
Which, may take you unawares. 
See Emb. XVIII.    

19  
Your Wit, so much, you trust upon,  
That, weaker means, hath yours outgone;  
Sometime, you run, when there is need  
Of much more wariness, then Speed.  
But, you, to God ward, worse have erred;  
And, yet, Amendment is deferred.  
See, therefore, what your Chance doth say,  
And, take good counsel, while you may. 
See, Emb. XIX.    

20  
Take heed, you do not quite forget,  
That you are dancing in a Net:  
More, than a few, your Course do see,  
Though, you, suppose, unseen to be.  
Your Fault, we will no nearer touch;  
Methinks your Emblem blabs too much:  
But, if, you mind, what is amiss,  
You, shall be ne'er the worse, for this. 
See, Emb. XX.    

21  
Let such, as draw this Lot, have care,  
For Death, and Sorrow, to prepare  
All times, to come, lest one of these,  
Their persons, unexpected, seize:  
For, them, or some of theirs, to slay,  
Pale Death, draws nearer, every day.  
Yet, let them not, disheartened, be:  
For, in their Emblem, they shall see,  
Death, may (though, in appearance, grim)  
Become, a blessing, unto them. 
See, Emb. XXI.    

22  
With Mary, thou art one of those,  
By whom, the better part, is chose;  
And, though, thou tempted art, astray,  
Continu'st in a lawful way.  
Give God the praise, with heart unfeigned,  
That, he, such Grace to thee, hath deigned;  
And, view thy Lot, where thou shalt see,  
What Hag, hath laid a Trap, for thee. 
See, Emb. XXII.    

23  
Although, that, thou demure appear,  
For Pleasure, there is no man here  
Will venture more: And, some there are,  
Who think you venture over fare:  
Hereof, consider well, therefore,  
e'er, so, you venture, any more;  
And, in your Lotted Emblem, see,  
For what, your sufferings ought to be. 
See, Emb. XXIII.    

24  
If ought, thou purpose, to assay,  
Pursue the same, without delay;  
And, if thou mean to gather fruit,  
Be constant in thy hope's pursuit:  
For, by thine Emblem, thou mayst find,  
Thy stars, to thee, are well-inclined;  
Provided, thy Attempts be good:  
For, that, is ever understood. 
See, Emb. XXIV.    

25  
Take heed, thou love not their deceit,  
Who Number give, in steed of Weight;  
Nor, let their fancies, thee abuse,  
Who, suchlike foolish customs, use.  
Perhaps, it may concern thee, much,  
To know the Vanities of such;  
And, who they are: mark, therefore, what  
Thine Emblem, will, to thee relate. 
See, Emb. XXV.    

26  
Thou, to Impatience, art inclined;  
And, hast a discontented mind;  
That, therefore, thou mayst Patience learn,  
And, thine own oversights discern,  
Thy Lot (as to a school to day)  
Hath sent thee to the squirrels Dray;  
For, she instructs thee, to endure,  
Till, thou, a better state, procure. 
See, Emb. XXVI.    

27  
Your Lot, is very much to blame,  
Or else, your person, or, your Name  
Hath injured been, or, may have wrong  
By some lose wanton, ere't be long:  
Therefore, e'er, hence, you pass away,  
Mark, what your Emblem, now, doth say.  
Perhaps, by drawing of this Lot,  
Some harms prevention may be got. 
See, Emb. XXVII.    

28  
Upon your head, those weights were laid,  
Which, your Endeavours, downward weighed;  
For, those, who do your weal envy,  
Much fear, your top will spring too high;  
Nay, yet, some burden, you sustain:  
But, what their Malice will obtain,  
Your Emblem prophecies; if you,  
With Patience, Honest- ways, pursue. 
See, Emb. XXVIII.    

29  
This Lot, befell thee, for the nonce;  
For, if things come not, all at once,  
Thou, to despairing, soon, dost run,  
Or, leav'st the work, that's well begun:  
Which, to prevent, regardful be  
Of what thine Emblem counsels thee. 
See, Emb. XXIX.    

30  
Afflictions, are thy chiefest Lot;  
Yea, great ones, too: yet, murmur not.  
For, all, must fiery trials bide,  
And, from their dross be purified.  
Therefore, though this, in sport, be done,  
Thy moralled Emblem, look upon;  
And, learn, those virtues to acquire,  
Which, will not perish in the Fire. 
See, Emb. XXX.    

31  
You seek a Lot, which, proving bad,  
Would, peradventure, make you sad;  
But, this may please: for, you are taught  
To mend a Fortune, that is naught;  
And, armed, with such counsel, here,  
That, you, no Destiny, need fear.  
Now, if you come to harm, or Shame,  
Upon the stars, lay not the blame. 
See, Emb. XXXI.    

M 32  
In Court, thou mayst have hope, to climb,  
This present, or some other time;  
But, something thou dost want, as yet,  
Which, for that place, must make thee fit.  
Presume not, therefore, on thy Lot,  
Till, those accomplishments are got,  
Which, in thine Emblem, are expressed;  
And, then, march on, among the best. 
See, Emb. XXXII.    

33  
Some think, you love; 'tis true, you do;  
And, are as well beloved too:  
But, you (if we the truth shall say)  
Love not so truly, as you may.  
To make a perfect Love, there goes  
Much more, than every Lover knows.  
Your Emblem, therefore heed; and, then,  
Begin, anew, to love again. 
See, Emb. XXXIII.    

34  
Now, some good counsel, thou dost need;  
Of what we say, take, therefore, heed.  
Beware, left thou, too much, offend  
A meek, and, gentle-natured, Friend:  
Though power thou hast, be careful, too,  
Thou vex not, long, thine able Foe;  
And, ere thou love, be sure to find  
Thy Match, in Manners, and in mind.  
If thou demand a Reason, why,  
To thee, thine Emblem will reply. 
See, Emb. XXXIV.    

35  
Beware, thou share not in their crime,  
Who care, but for the present time:  
For, by thy Lot, we may suspect,  
Or that, or things, to that effect.  
If so it be, or if thy mind,  
To such an error, be inclined,  
Thy Chance unto an Emblem, brings,  
Which, will advise to better things. 
See, Emb. XXXV.    

36  
You, love to seem; this, all Men see:  
But, would you loved, as well, to be.  
If, also, better use were made  
Of those good Blessings, you have had;  
Your praise were more. Mark, therefore, well,  
What morals, now, your Emblem, tell;  
And, gather, from it, what you may,  
To set you in a better way. 
See, Emb. XXXVI.    

37  
To scape a storm, great thought you take;  
But, little heed, what means you make.  
You, love your ease, and, Troubles, fear;  
But, careless are, what Course you steer.  
Which Indiscretions, to prevent,  
You, to an Emblem, now, are sent:  
Whereof, if you regardful are,  
You, less will fear, and better fare. 
See, Emb. XXXVII.    

38  
What you have, done, consider, now;  
For, this your Chance, doth seem to show  
That you have sworn, or vowed, of late,  
Or promised (you best know what)  
Which, you have, since, unwilling been,  
To keep; or, else, did fail, therein.  
If it be so; repent, or else,  
What will befall, your Emblem tells. 
See, Emb. XXXVIII.    

39  
Thy hoping, and thy fears, are such,  
That, they afflict, and pain thee, much;  
Because, thou giv'st too great a scope  
Unto thy fear, or to thy Hope:  
For, they will pain, or pleasure thee,  
As they enlarged, or kerbed be.  
But, lo; thine Emblem, if thou please,  
Instructs thee, how, to manage these. 
See, Emb, XXXIX.    

40  
Let them, who get this Chance, beware,  
Lest Cupid snarl them in a Snare:  
For, by their Lot, they should be apt  
To be, in suchlike begins, entrapped.  
Some help, is by their Emblem, got,  
If they, too late, observe it not;  
But, then, no profit will be done them:  
For, counsel will be lost upon them. 
See, Emb. XL.    

41  
Whether, merely, Chance, or no,  
Brought this Lot, we do not know:  
But, received, let it be,  
As, divinely, sent to thee:  
For, that, merits thy regard,  
Which, thine Emblem hath declared;  
And, the best, that are, have need,  
Such Advisements, well to heed. 
See, Emb. XLI.    

42  
Thou, hast already, or, e'er long,  
Shalt have some damage by the Tongue:  
But, fully, yet, it is not known,  
Whether the Tongue shall be thine own,  
Or else, another's tongue, from whom  
This mischief, unto thee, shall come:  
But, much the better, thou shalt speed,  
If, now, thine Emblem, well thou heed. 
See, Emb. XLII.    

43  
Unworthy things, thou dost affect,  
With somewhat overmuch respect;  
Unto the World, inclining so,  
As if thy Hopes were all below:  
But, now, to rouse thee from this crime,  
Good counsel comes in happy time.  
Make use thereof; and, think it not  
Mere casual, or a needless Lot. 
See, Emb. XLIII.    

44  
Thou, either, too much love, hast placed  
On things, that will not always last;  
Or else, thou art a little scared.  
Because thy Hopes are long deferred:  
Nay, thou art touched, in both of these.  
Thy Profit, therefore, and thine ease,  
It will effect, if well thou mind  
What, in thine Emblem, thou shalt find. 
See, Emb. XLV.    

45  
When thou hast Changes, good, or bad,  
O'erjoyed, thou art, or over-sad;  
As if it seemed very strange  
To see the wind or wether, change:  
Lo, therefore, to remember thee,  
How changeable, things mortal, be,  
Thou, art assisted by this Lot;  
Now, let it be, no more, forgot. 
See, Emb. XLV.    

46  
Of thy just aims, though means be slight,  
Thou mayst attain their wished height;  
Unless, thy Folly shall destroy  
The weal, thou seekest to enjoy,  
By thy despair, or by neglect  
Of that, which, may thy hope's effect:  
For, by thine Emblem, thou mayst know,  
Great things, from small Beginnings, grow▪ 
See, Emb. XLVI.    

47  
Thou must have Crosses; but they, shall,  
To Blessings, be converted, all;  
And, sufferings, will become, thy Praise,  
If, wisdom order, well thy ways:  
Yea, when thy Crosses ended are,  
A crown of Glory, thou shalt wear.  
Yet, note, how this to pass is brought:  
For, in thine Emblem, it is taught. 
See, Emb. XLVII.    

48  
If they, who drew this Lot, now be  
Of great Estate, or high Degree,  
They shall ere long, become as poor,  
As those, that beg from door to door.  
If poor they be; it plain appears,  
They shall become great Princes peers:  
And, in their Emblem, they may know,  
What very day, it will be, so. 
See, Emb. XLVIII.    

49  
You, have attempted many a thing,  
Which, you, to pass, could never bring;  
Not, that, your work was hard to do,  
But, 'cause, you used wrong means, thereto.  
Hereafter, therefore, learn, I pray,  
The Times of Working, and, the Way;  
And, of thine Emblem, take thou heed,  
If, better, thou desire to speed. 
See, Emb. XLIX.    

50  
If you, to greater Wealth, will rise,  
You must not, slender gain, despise;  
Nay, if, you mind not, to be poor,  
You must regard slight Losses, more:  
For, Wealth, and Poverty, do come,  
Not all at once, but, some and some.  
If this, concern you, any ways,  
See, what your Emblem, further, says. 
See, Emb. L.    

51  
Your Fortune, hath deserved thank,  
That she, on you, bestows a Blank:  
For, as you, nothing good, have had;  
So, you, have nothing, that is bad.  
Yea, she, in this, hath favour shown,  
(If, now, your freedom well be known)  
For, you, by Lot, these Emblems, mist,  
That you, may choose out, which you list.   

52  
You, by an Emblem, seek to get  
What Counsel your affairs may fit;  
But, in particular, there's none,  
Which, you, by Lot, can light upon:  
And, why? because, no moral, there,  
Doth, worthy of your Heed, appear?  
No; but because you rather, need,  
Of every Emblem, to take heed.   

53  
The stars, are, now, no friends of your,  
Or this is not their lucky hour:  
For, at this time, unto your Lot,  
They, by an Emblem, answer not.  
If, therefore, you desire to know  
What good advice they will allow,  
Some further means, you must assay,  
Or, try your Chance, another day,   

54  
You, in your secret thoughts, despise  
To think an Emblem should advise,  
Or give you cause to mind or heed  
Those things, whereof you may have need▪  
And, therefore, when, the Lot, you tried,  
An answer, justly, was denied.  
Yet (by your leave) there are but few,  
Who, need good counsel, more than you.   

55  
In some extreme, you often are,  
And, shoot too short, or else too fare;  
Yea, such an error, you were in,  
When, for a Lot, you moved the Pin:  
For, one touch more, or less, had laid  
Our Index, where it should have stayed.  
But, if you can be warned, by this,  
To keep the mean, which oft you miss,  
You have obtained as good a Lot,  
As any one, this day, hath got.   

56  
Among these Emblems, none there be,  
Which, now by Lot will fall to thee;  
However, do not thou repine:  
For, this doth seem to be a sign,  
That, thou, thy Portion, shalt advance  
By virtue, not by fickle Chance.  
Yet, ne'ertheless, despise thou not  
What, by good Fortune, may be got.   
FINIS.   

A COLLECTION OF emblems, ANCIENT AND modern: Quickened with metrical illustrations; And, disposed into LOTTERIES, both moral and Divine.  
That Jnstruction, and Good counsel, may be furthered by an Honest and Pleasant Recreation.  
By GEORGE WITHER.  
The Second book.  
LONDON,  
Printed by Augustine Mathewes. MDCXXXIV.   

TO THE HIGH AND MIGHTY Prince, CHARLES, Prince of Wales, etc.  
Fairest blossom of our hopes; and morningstar  
To all these lands, which enclosed are  
By Neptune's arms, within our Northern cli●nes;  
And who (we trust) shall rise, in future times,  
To be the brightest Light, that, then will shine,  
Betwixt the Artick-Circle, and the LINE.  
To you (as now you are) that I present  
These EMBLEMS, 'tis not so impertinent  
As those may think it, who have neither seen  
What, of your Cradle-sports, hath heeded been;  
Nor heard how many serious Questionings,  
Your childhood frameth, out of trifling things:  
And, if mine aim I have not much mistook,  
I come not oversoone with such a book.  
So long as in this Infant-Age you are,  
(Wherein, the speechless Portraitures appear  
A pleasurefull delight) your highness may  
Among our EMBLEMS, find a Harmelesse-play:  
And, those mute Objects will from time to time,  
Still Riper, seem, till you to ripeness clime.  
When their dumb Figures, no more sport can make,  
Their Illustrations, will begin to speak,  
And, every day, new matter still disclose,  
Until your judgement to perfection grows.  
They likewise, who their Services, to do  
Frequent your Presence, may have pleasure too,  
From this your Play-game: yea, and some perchance,  
May cure a Folly, or an Ignorance  
By that, which they shall either hear or view  
In these our Emblems, when they wait on You;  
Or, shall be called, by your EXCELLENCE,  
To try what LOT, they shall obtain from thence.  
It may, moreover, much increase the sport,  
Which is allowed in a virtuous court;  
When they whose faults have long suspected been,  
Shall draw forth private Censures of their Sin,  
And, hear their EMBLEMS, openly, display,  
What, others dare not, but in private, say:  
Nor will, to you, the MORALS be in vain,  
Even when to manly Knowledge you attain;  
For, though to Teach, it will not them become  
To be Remembrancers, they may presume:  
And, that which in their (hild-hood, men shall heed,  
Will soon come to mind, in time of need.  
Encouraged by these Hopes, I thought it meet  
To lay this humble Present at your feet.  
Accept it, now; and, please to favour me,  
When I grow old, and, You a Man shall be.  
To your highness' most humbly devoted, GEO: WITHER.   

TO THE MOST high-born and hopeful Prince JAMES, Duke of York, etc.  
Sweet PRINCE,  
YOur hand I kiss; and, thus my Lines address  
Unto your wise, and virtuous 
* The Countess of Dorset.  governess.  
For, madam, (as his PROXY) it is fit,  
That, you both Read, and answer for him, yet.  
To you for HIM, I therefore tender, here,  
To welcome-in the New-beginning year,  
This harmless PLAY-GAME; that, it may have place,  
When somewhat riper days, shall Make his GRACE,  
Affect such Objects; which, to look upon  
May pleasure yield him, ere this year be gone.  
'Tis not the least Discretion, in great courts,  
To know what Recreations, and what Sports  
Become young PRINCES; or, to find out those,  
Which may, with harmless pleasantness, dispose  
Their minds to virtue: neither in their Cradles,  
Should this be heeded less, than in their saddles:  
Because, when first to know, we do begin,  
A small Occasion, let's much evil in.  
Among those things, which both Instruct and please;  
But few, (for Children) are surpassing these:  
For, they, to look on Pictures, much desire:  
And, not to look alone, but, to inquire  
What things those are, that represented be,  
In every MAP, or EMBLEM, which they see.  
And, that which they shall view, or shall be told,  
(By means of any Figure they behold)  
Experience breeds; assisteth Memory:  
Or, helps to form a Witty fantasy:  
And, if those forms to good Instruction tend,  
Oft steads them, also, till their lives have end.  
Then, since even all of us, much Good receive  
By virtuous PRINCES; And should, therefore, strive  
To add some helps, whereby they might acquire  
That Excellence, which we in them desire.  
I (being able, to present his GRACE,  
With nothing but a Rattle, or a glass,  
Or some such Cradle-play-game) bring, to day,  
This book, to be as useful as it may:  
And, how, and when, it will most useful grow,  
Without my Teaching, YOU can fully show.  
For, what is of your ableness believed,  
Through all these famous lands, hath received,  
A large applause; in that, from out of those  
Which ablest were, both King and State have those  
Your Faith and wisdom, to be treasuresse  
Of their chief jewels; and the governess  
Of our prime Hopes. And, now Jibi have weighed,  
Me thinks, there needs no more, by me, he said,  
But, (having prayed your honour to receive  
This PRESENT for the Duke) to take my leave;  
And versify to him, some other day,  
When he can understand me, what I say.  
Till then, let it please your Honour sometimes to remember Him, that  
I am his grace's daily and humble orator, GEO: WITHER.   


We best shall quiet clamorous throngs,  
When, we ourselves, can rule our Tongues.   

NEQVEO COMPES CERE multos   

ILLUSTR. I. Book. 2  
WHen I observe the melancholy owls,  
Considering with what patience, they sustain  
The many clamours, of the greater fowls;  
And, how the little chirps, they disdain:  
When I remember, how, their Injuries  
They slight, (who, causeless give them an offence)  
Vouchsafing, scarce to cast aside their eyes  
To look upon that foolish Insolence.  
Me thinks, by their Example, I am taught  
To slight the slanders of Injurious Tongues;  
To set the scoffs of Censurers, at naught,  
And, with a brave neglect, to bear out Wrongs.  
He, doubtless, whom the Psalmist, long ago,  
Unto a lonely Desert-Owle compared,  
Did practise thus; And, when I can do so,  
I, shall for all affronts, become prepared.  
And, (though, this Doctrine, Flesh and blood gainsay)  
Yet, sure, to stop the malice of despite,  
There is no better, (nay, no other) way:  
Since, Rage by Opposition gathers Might.  
Good God vouchsafe, sufficient grace and strength,  
That (though I have not yet, such Patience got)  
I may attain this happy gift, at length;  
And, find the cause, that, yet, I have it not.  
Though me, my Neighbours, and my Foes revile;  
Make me of all their words, a Patient-bearer:  
When ere I suffer, let me be, the while,  
As is the silent lamb before the Shearer.  
So; though my speakings, cannot quiet any,  
My Patience may restrain the Tongues of many.    


When we by Hunger, wisdom gain,  
Our Guts, are wiser than our brain.   

INGENII LARGITOR venture.   

ILLUSTR. II. Book. 2  
THe crow, when deep within a close-mouthed- Pot.  
She water finds, her thirstiness to slake;  
(And, knoweth not where else it might be got)  
Her Belly, teacheth her, this course to take:  
She flies, and fetcheth many pebbles thither,  
Then, down into the vessel, lets them drop;  
Until, so many stones are brought together,  
As may advance the water to the top.  
From whence, we might this observation heed;  
That, Hunger, Thirst, and those necessities,  
(Which from the Bellies craving, do proceed)  
May make a fool, grow provident and wise.  
And, though (in sport) we say, the brains of some,  
Not in their Heads, but in their guts, do lie;  
Yet, that, by wants, Men wiser should become,  
Dissenteth not from true Philosophy:  
For, no man labours with much willingness,  
To compass, what he nought at all desires;  
Nor seeketh so, his longing to possess,  
As, when some urgent need, the same requires.  
Nay, though he might, a willingness, retain,  
Yet, as the Belly, which is ever full,  
Breeds fumes, that cause a sottish-witles-braine;  
So, plenteous Fortunes, make the Spirits dull.  
All, borne to Riches, have not alltimes, wit  
To keep, (much less, to better) their degree:  
But, men to nothing borne, oft, passage get,  
(Through many wants) renowned, and rich to be:  
Yea, poverty and Hunger, did produce,  
The best Inventions, and, of chiefest use.    


Though music be of some abhorred,  
She, is the Handmaid of the Lord.   

QVI ME ALIT ME EXTINGVIT.   

ILLUSTR. III. Book. 2  
TO music, and the Muses, many bear  
Much hatred; and, to whatsoever ends  
Their Soule-delighting-Raptures tuned are,  
Such peevish dispositions, it offends.  
Some others, in a Moral way, affect  
Their pleasing strains (or, for a sensual use)  
But, in God's Worship, they the same suspect;  
(Or, tax it rather) as a great abuse.  
The First of these, are full of Melancholy;  
And, pity need, or Comfort, more than blame;  
And, soon, may fall into some dangerous folly,  
Unless they labour, to prevent the same.  
The Last, are giddie-things, that have befooled  
Their judgements, with beguiling-Fantasies,  
Which (if they be not, by discretion, fchooled)  
Will plunge them into greater Vanities.  
For, music, is the Handmaid of the LORD,  
And, for his Worship, was at first ordained:  
Yea, therewithal she fitly doth accord;  
And, where Devotion thriveth, is retained.  
She, by a natural power, doth help to raise,  
The mind to God, when joyful Notes are founded:  
And, Passions fierce Distemperatures, allays;  
When, by grave Tones, the melody is bounded.  
It, also may in Mysticke-sense, imply  
What music, in our-selves, ought still to be;  
And, that our jarring-lives to certify,  
We should in Voice, in Hand, and Heart, agree:  
And, sing out, faith's new-songs, with full consent,  
Unto the laws, tenstringed Instrument.    


Mark, what Rewards, to sin, are due,  
And, learn, uprightness to pursue.   

DISCITE justiciam.   

ILLUSTR. four Book. 2  
A Sword unsheathed, and a strangling-Snare,  
Is figured here; which, in dumbe-shewes, do preach,  
Of what the Malefactor should beware;  
And, they do threaten too, aswell as Teach.  
For, some there are, (would God, that sum were less)  
Whom, neither good Advise, nor, wholesome law,  
Can turn from Pathwaies of unrighteousness,  
If Death, or Tortures, keep them not in awe.  
These, are not they, whose Conscience for the sake  
Of goodness only, godliness, pursues;  
But, these are they, who never scruple make  
What gild, but, what great punishment ensues.  
For such as these, this Emblem was prepared:  
And, for their sakes, in places eminent,  
Are all our Gallow-trees, and Gibbets, reared;  
That, by the sight of them, they might repent.  
Let, therefore, those who feel their hearts inclined  
To any kind of Death-deserving-Crime,  
(When they behold this Emblem) change their mind,  
Lest, they (too late) repent, another time.  
And, let not those our counsel, now, contemn,  
Who, doom poor thiefs to death; yet, guilty be  
Of more, than most of those whom they condemn:  
But, let them learn their peril to foresee,  
For, though a little while, they may have hope  
To seem upright, (when they are nothing less)  
And, scape the Sword, the gallows, and the Rope,  
There is a judge, who sees their wickedness;  
And, when grim Death, shall summon them, from hence,  
They will be fully plagued for their offence.    


That kingdom will established be,  
Wherein the People well agree.   

CONSENSV Populi Regnu subsistit.   

ILLUSTR. v Book. 2  
A Crowned sceptre, here is fixed upright,  
Betwixt four fowls, whose postures may declare,  
They came from Coasts, or climates opposite,  
And, that, they differing in their natures are.  
In which, (as in some others, that we find  
Amongst these Emblems) little care I take  
Precisely to unfold our author's mind;  
Or, on his meaning, Comments here to make.  
It is the scope of my Intention, rather  
From such perplexed Inventions (which have nought,  
Of Ancient Hieroglyphic) sense, to gather,  
Whereby, some useful moral may be taught.  
And, from these Figures, my Collections be,  
That, kingdoms, and the Royall-dignitie,  
Are best upheld, where Subjects do agree,  
To keep upright the state of sovereignty.  
When, from each Coast and quarter of the Land,  
The Rich, the poor, the swain, the Gentleman,  
Leads, in all wants, and at all times, his hand,  
To give the best assistance that he can:  
Yea, when with Willing-hearts, and Winged-speed,  
The men of all Degrees, do duly carry  
Their Aides to publicke-workes, in time of need,  
And, to their Kings, be freely tributary:  
Then shall the kingdom gain the gloriest height;  
Then shall the Kingly-Title be renowned;  
Then shall the Royall-Scepter stand upright,  
And, with supremest Honour, then, be crowned.  
But, where this Duty long neglect, they shall;  
The King will suffer, and, the kingdom fall.    


From that, by which I somewhat am,  
The Cause of my Destruction came.   

MUSICA SERVA DEI   

ILLUSTR. vi Book. 2  
THe little sparks which raked in Embers lie,  
Are kindly kindled by a gentle blast:  
And, brands in which the fire gins to die  
Revive by blowing; and, flame out at last.  
The self same wind, becoming over strong,  
Quite bloweth out again that very flame;  
Or, else, consumes away (ere it be long)  
That wasting substance, which maintained the same.  
Thus fares it, in a Thousand other things,  
As soon as they the golden mean exceed;  
And, that, which keeping Measure, profit brings,  
May, (by excess) our loss, and ruin, breed.  
Preferments (well and moderately sought)  
Have helped those men, new Virtues to acquire,  
Who, being to superior places brought,  
Left all their goodness, as they climbed higher.  
A little wealth, may make us better able  
To labour in our Callings: Yet, I see  
That they, who being poor, were charitable,  
Becoming rich, hardhearted grow to be.  
Love, when they entertain it with discretion,  
More worthy, and more happy, maketh men;  
But, when their Love is overgrown with Passion,  
It overthrows their happiness, again.  
Yea, this our Flesh, (in which we do appear  
To have that being, which we now enjoy)  
If we should overmuch the same endear,  
Would our wellbeing, totally destroy.  
For, that which gives our pleasure's nourishment,  
Is oft the poison of our best Content.    


By Guiltiness, Death entered in,  
And, mischief still pursueth Sinne.   

SEQVITUR SVA POENA NOCENTEM   

ILLUSTR. VII. Book. 2  
Ixions' wheel, and he himself thereon  
Is figured, and (by way of Emblem) here,  
Set forth, for Guilty men to look upon;  
That, they, their wicked Courses might forbear.  
To gain a lawless favour he desired,  
And, in his wicked hopes beguiled was:  
For, when to clasp with Juno, he aspired,  
In stead of her, a cloud, he did embrace.  
He, likewise, did incur a dreadful doom,  
(Which well befitted his presumptuous Crime)  
A terror, and, a warning, to become,  
For wicked men, through 〈◊〉 succeeding time.  
As did his long, and his after pain,  
So, theirs affecteth, nor effecteth aught,  
But, that, which proveth either false or vain;  
And, their false Pleasures, are as dear, bought:  
Yea, that, whereon they build their fairest Hope,  
May, bring them (in conclusion of the 〈…〉)  
To climb the gallows, and to stretch a Rope;  
Or, send them thither, where fare worse they speed:  
Even thither, where, the never-standing-Wheele  
Of everlasting-Tortures, turneth round,  
And, racks the Conscience, till the soul doth feel  
All pains, that are in Sense, and Reason found.  
For, neither doth black Night, more swiftly follow,  
Declining daylight: Nor, with Nimbler Motion  
Can waves, each other, down their channel follow,  
From high-raised mountains, to the bigg-wombed Ocean,  
Then, justice will, when she doth once begin,  
To prosecute, an Vnrepented-Sin.    


When we have greatest griefs and fears,  
Then, Consolation sweetest appears.   

POST TENTATIONEM CONSOLATIO.   

ILLUSTR. VIII. Book. 2  
WHen, all the year, our fields are fresh and green,  
And, while sweet Flowers, and Sunshine, every day,  
(As oft, as need requireth) come between  
The heavens and earth; they heedless pass away.  
The fullness, and continuance, of a blessing,  
Doth make us to be senseless of the good:  
And, if it sometime fly not our possessing,  
The sweetness of it, is not understood.  
Had we no Winter, summer would be thought  
Not half so pleasing: And, if Tempests were not,  
Such Comforts could not by a calm, be brought:  
For, things, save by their Opposites, appear not.  
Both health, and wealth, is tastles unto some;  
And, so is ease, and every other pleasure,  
Till poor, or sick, or grieved, they become:  
And, then, they relish these, in ampler measure.  
God, therefore (full as kind, as he is wise)  
So tempreth all the Favours he will do us,  
That, we, his Bounties, may the better prize;  
And, make his Chastisements less bitter to us.  
One while, a scorching Indignation burns  
The Flowers and Blosomes of our HOPES, away;  
Which into scarcity, our plenty turns,  
And, changeth unmowne-grasse to parched Hay;  
Anon, his fruitful showers, and pleasing dews,  
Commixed with cheerful rays, he sendeth down;  
And then the Barren-earth her crop renews,  
Which with rich Harvests, Hills, and valleys crown:  
For, as to relish joys, he sorrow sends,  
So, Comfort on Temptation, still, attends.    


To brawl for gain, the cock doth sleight;  
But, for his Females, he will fight.   

PRO GALLINIS   

ILLUSTR. IX. Book. 2  
SOme, are so quarrelous, that they will draw,  
And brawl, and Fight, for every toy they see;  
Grow furious, for the wagging of a straw;  
And, (otherwile) for less than that may be.  
Some, are more stayed, a little, and will bear,  
Apparent wrongs (which to their face you do;)  
But, when they lie, they cannot brook to hear  
That any should be bold to tell them so.  
Another sort, I know, that blows will take.  
Put up the lie, and give men leave to say  
What words they please; till spoil they seek to make  
Of their estates; And, then, they'll kill and slay.  
But, of all hackster's, fare the fiercest are  
Our Cockrills of the game, (Sir Cupid's knights)  
Who, (on their foolish coxcombs) often wear  
The scars they get in their Venerean-fights.  
Take heed of these; for, you may pacify  
The first, by time: The second, will be pleased  
If you submit, or else your words deny;  
The third, by satisfaction, are appealed:  
But, he that for his Female, takes offence,  
Through jealousy, or madness, rageth so;  
That, he accepteth of no recompense,  
Till he hath wrought his rival's overthrow.  
Such Fury, shun; and, shun their Vulgar mind,  
Who for base trash despitefully contend;  
But, (when a just occasion, thou shalt find)  
Thy virtuous Mistress, lawfully defend.  
For, he, that in such cases turns his face,  
Is held a Capon, of a Dunghill Race.    


If Safely, thou desire to go,  
Bee nor too swift, nor overslow.   

TUTIUS VT POSSIT FIGI.   

ILLUSTR. X. Book. 2  
Our Elders, when their meaning was to show  
A native-speedinesse (in Emblem wise)  
The picture of a Dolphin-Fish they drew;  
Which, through the waters, with great swiftness, flies.  
An Anchor, they did figure, to declare  
Hope, staidness, or a grave-deliberation:  
And therefore when those two, united are,  
It giveth us a twofold Intimation.  
For, as the Dolphin putteth us in mind,  
That in the Courses, which we have to make,  
We should not be, to slothfulness inclined;  
But, swift to follow what we undertake:  
So, by an Anchor added thereunto,  
Informed we are, that, to maintain our speed,  
Hope, must be joined therewith (in all we do)  
If we will undiscouraged proceed.  
It showeth (also) that, our speediness,  
Must have some staidness; lest, when we suppose  
To prosecute our aims with good success,  
We may, by rashness, good endeavours lose.  
They work, with most security, that know  
The Times, and best Occasions of delay;  
When, likewise, to be neither swift, nor slow;  
And, when to practise all the speed, they may.  
For, whether calm, or stormie-passages,  
(Through this life's Ocean) shall their Bark attend;  
This double virtue, will procure their ease:  
And, them, in all necessities, befriend.  
By speediness, our works are timely wrought;  
By staidness, they, to pass are, safely, brought.    


They that in Hope, and Silence, live,  
The best Contentment, may atchive.   

IN SILENTIO ET SPE.   

ILLUSTR. XI. Book. 2  
IF thou desire to cherish true Content,  
And in a troublous time that course to take,  
Which may be likely mischiefs to prevent,  
Some use, of this our hieroglyphic, make.  
The Friar's Habit, seemeth to import,  
That, thou (as ancient monks and friars did)  
Shouldst live remote, from places of resort,  
And, in retiredness, lie closely hid.  
The clasped-Booke, doth warn thee, to retain  
Thy thoughts within the compass of thy breast;  
And, in a quiet silence to remain,  
Until, thy mind may safely be expressed.  
That Anchor, doth inform thee, that thou must  
Walk on in Hope; and, in thy Pilgrimage,  
Bear up (without despairing or distrust)  
Those wrongs, and sufferings, which attend thine Age.  
For, whensoe'er Oppression groweth rise,  
Obscureness, is more safe than Eminence;  
He, that then keeps his Tongue, may keep his Life,  
Till Times will better favour Innocence.  
Truth spoken where untruth is more approved,  
Will but enrage the malice of thy foes;  
And, otherwhile, a wicked man is moved  
To cease from wrong, if no man him oppose.  
Let this our Emblem, therefore, counsel thee,  
Thy life in safe retiredness, to spend:  
Let, in thy breast, thy thoughts reserved be,  
Till thou art laid, where none can thee offend.  
And, whilst most others, give their Fancy scope,  
Enjoy thyself, in Silence, and in Hope.    


Let none despair of their Estate,  
For, Prudence, greater is, than Fate.   

FATO prudentia mayor.   

ILLUSTR. XII. Book. 2  
Be merry man, and let no causeless fear  
Of Constellation, fatal destiny,  
Or of those false Decrees, that published are  
By foolish brains, thy Conscience terrify.  
To thee, these Figures better Doctrines teach,  
Than those blind Stoikes, who necessitate  
Contingent things; and, arrogantly teach  
(For doubtless truths) their dreams of changeless Fate.  
Though true it be, that those things which pertain,  
As groundworks, to God's glory, and our bliss,  
Are fixed, for aye, unchanged to remain;  
All, is not such, that thereon builded is.  
God, gives men power, to build on his Foundation;  
And, if their works be thereunto agreeing,  
No Power-created, brings that Variation,  
Which can disturb, the workman's happy being.  
Nor, of those workings, which required are,  
Is any made impossible, until  
Man's heart gins that counsel to prefer,  
Which is derived from a crooked-will.  
The stars, and many other things, incline  
Our natural Constitutions, diverse ways;  
But, in the soul, God placed a Power-divine,  
Which, all those Inclinations, oversways.  
Yea, God, that Prudence, hath infused, by Grace,  
Which, till self-will, and Lust, betrays a man,  
Will keep him firmly, in that happy place,  
From whence, no Constellation move him can.  
And, this is that, whereof I notice take,  
From this great star, enclosed by a Snake.    


Their Friendship firm will ever bide,  
Whose hands unto the cross are tide.   

CONIUNCTIS VOTIS   

ILLUSTR. XIII. Book. 2  
WHen first I knew the world, (and was untaught  
By tried experience, what true Friendship meant)  
That I had many faithful friends, I thought;  
And, of their Love, was wondrous confident.  
For, few so young in years, and mean in fortune,  
Of their Familiars, had such troops, as I,  
Who did their daily fellowship importune;  
Or, seem so pleased in their company.  
In all their friendly meetings, I was one;  
And, of the Quorum, in their honest game:  
By day or night, I seldom sat alone;  
And, welcome seemed, wheresoever I came.  
But, where are now those multitudes of Friends?  
Alas! they on a sudden flashed away.  
Their love begun, but, for some sensual ends,  
Which failing them, it would no longer stay.  
If I to vain expenses, would have moved them,  
They, nor their pains, nor purses, would have spared;  
But, in a real need, if I had proved them,  
Small shows of kindness, had been then declared.  
Of thrice three thousands, two, perhaps, or three,  
Are left me now, which (yet) as Friends I prise;  
But, none of them, of that great number be,  
With whom I had my youthful jollities.  
If, therefore, thou desire a Friend, on Earth,  
Let one pure-faith betwixt you be begot,  
And, seek him not, in vanities, or mirth,  
But, let Afflictions tie your true-love-knot:  
For, they who to the cross, are firmly tied,  
Will fast, and everlasting Friends, abide.    


A Candle that affords no light,  
What profits it, by Day, or Night?   

CVI BONO.   

ILLUSTR. XIIII. Book. 2  
THere be of those in every commonweal,  
Whom to this Emblem we resemble may;  
The Name of none I purpose to reveal,  
But, their Condition, here, I will display.  
Some, both by gifts of Nature, and of Grace,  
Are so prepared, that, they might be fit  
To stand as Lights, in profitable place;  
Yet, lose their talon, by neglecting it.  
Some, to the common Grace, and natural parts,  
(By help of Nurture, and good Discipline)  
Have added an accomplishment of Arts,  
By which, their Light may much the brighter shine.  
Some others, have to this, acquired more:  
For, to maintain their lamp, in giving light,  
Of wax, and oil, and fatness, they have store,  
Which overflows unto them, day and night.  
And, even as lamps, or Candles, on a Table,  
(Or, fixed on golden Candlesticks, on high)  
To light Assemblies, Great and Honourable,  
They, oft, have (also) place of dignity.  
By means of which, their splendour might become  
His praise, who those high favours did bequeath:  
They might increase the Light of Christendom,  
And, make them see, who sit in shades of Death.  
But, many of them, like those Candles be,  
That stand unlighted in a Branch of gold:  
For, by their help we nothing more can see,  
Than we in grossest darkness, may behold.  
If such there be, (as there be such, I fear)  
The question is, For what good use they are.    


The Sacrifice, God loveth best,  
Are Broken-hearts, for Sin, oppressed.   

SACRIFICIUM DEO COR contribulatim.   

ILLUSTR. XV. Book. 2  
NO Age, hath had a people, to profess  
Religion, with a show of holiness,  
Beyond these times; nor, did men sacrifice,  
According to their foolish fantasies,  
More oft than at this present. One, bestows  
On pious-workes, the hundreth part, of those  
Ill-gotten goods, which from the poor he seized,  
And, thinks his God, in that, is highly pleased.  
Another, of her dues, the Church bereaves:  
And, yet, himself a holy man conceives,  
(Yea, and right bountiful) if he can spare  
From those his thefts, the tenth, or twentieth share,  
To some new Lecture; or, a chaplain keep,  
To please himself, or, preach his Wife asleep.  
Some others, think they bring sincere Oblations,  
When, fired with zeal, they roar out Imprecations  
Against all those, whom wicked they repute:  
And, when to God, they tender any suit,  
They dream to merit what they would obtain,  
By praying-long, with Repetitions vain.  
With many other such like Sacrifices  
Men come to God: but, he such gifts despises  
For, neither gifts, nor works, nor any thing  
(Which we can either do, or say, or bring,)  
Accepted is of God; until he find  
A Spirit-humbled, and a troubled-minde.  
A contrite Heart, is that, and, that alone,  
Which God with love, and pity, looks upon.  
Such he affects; therefore (Oh Lord) to thee;  
Such, let my Heart, and, such, my Spirit be.    


A King, that prudently Commands,  
Becomes the glory of his Lands.   

REGNI CORONA REX   

ILLUSTR. XVI. Book. 2  
THe Royall-Scepter, Kingly power, implies;  
The Crowne-Imperiall, glory, signifies:  
And, by these joined in one, we understand,  
A King, that is an honour to his landlord.  
A kingdom, is not always eminent,  
By having Confines of a large extent;  
For, poverty, and barbarousness, are found  
Even in some large Dominions, to abound:  
Nor, is it Wealth, which gets a glorious-Name;  
For, then, those Lands would spread the widest Fame,  
From whence we fetch the Gold and Silver-ore;  
And, where we gather pearls upon the shore:  
Nor, have those country's highest exaltations,  
Which breed the strongest, and the Warlikst Nations;  
For, proud of their own power, they sometimes grow,  
And quarrel, till themselves they overthrow.  
Nor, do the chiefest glories, of a Land,  
In many Cities, or much People, stand:  
For, then, those kingdoms, most renowned were,  
In which unchristian Kings, and, Tyrants are.  
It is the King by whom a realm's renown,  
Is either builded up, or overthrown.  
By Solomon, more famed was Judah made,  
Then, by the Multitude of men it had:  
Great Alexander, glorified Greece,  
Throughout the World, which, else had been a piece  
Perhaps obscure; And, Caesar added more  
To Rome, than all her greatness did before.  
Grant, Lord, these isles, for ever may be blessed,  
With what, in this our Emblem is expressed.    


By study, and by watchfulness,  
The gem of Knowledge, we possess.   

STUDIO ET VIGILANTIA.   

ILLUSTR. XVII. Book. 2  
I think you would be wise; for, most men seem  
To make of Knowledge very great esteem.  
If such be your desires, this Emblem view;  
And, mark how well the Figures, counsel you.  
We by the Bird of Athens, do express,  
That painful, and that useful watchfulness,  
Which ought to be enjoined, unto them,  
Who seek a place, in wisdoms Academ.  
For, as an owl mews up herself by Day,  
And watcheth in the Night, to get her prey;  
Even so, good Students, neither must be such,  
As daily gad; or nightly sleep too much.  
That open-booke, on which the owl is perched,  
Affords a moral, worthy to be searched:  
For, it informs, and, darkly doth advise,  
Your watch be not after Vanities;  
(Or, like their wake, who turn days to nights,  
In following their unlawful appetites)  
And, that, in keeping Home, you do not spend  
Your hours in sloth, or, to some fruitless end.  
But, rather in good Studies; and, in that,  
By which, true Knowledge, is arrived at.  
For, if your Studies, and your wake, be  
To this intent; you shall that pathway see  
To wisdom, and to Honour, which was found,  
Of them, whose Knowledge hath been most renowned.  
But, if your watch, and retiredness,  
Be for your Lust, or, out of sottishness;  
You are not, what th' Athenian-Owle implies,  
But, what our English-Owlet signifies.    


When Mars, and Pallas, do agree,  
Great works, by them, effected be.   

ARTE ET MARTE   

ILLUSTR. XVIII. Book. 2  
IT prospers ever best, in all Estates,  
When Mars and Pallas are continual Mates.  
And, those affairs but seldom lucky be,  
In which, these needful Powers, do not agree.  
That commonwealth, in which, good Arts are found  
Without a Guard, will soon receive a wound:  
And, soldiers, where good order bears no sway,  
Will, very quickly, rout themselves away.  
Moreover▪ in our private Actions too,  
There must be both a Knowledge, how to do  
The work proposed; and strength to finish it;  
Or, we shall profit little by our Wit.  
Discretion takes effect, where Vigour fails;  
Where Cunning speeds not, outward-force prevails;  
And, otherwhile, the prize pertains to neither,  
Till they have joined their virtues both together.  
Consider this; and, as occasions are,  
To both of these your due respects declare.  
Delight not so in Arts, to purchase harms  
By Negligence, or Ignorance of arms:  
If Martiall-Discipline thou shalt affect;  
Yet, do not honest-Policie, neglect.  
Improve thy mind, as much as e'er thou may;  
But fool thou not thy body's gifts away.  
The virtues both of Body, and of Mind,  
Are, still, to be regarded in their kind.  
And, we should neither of the two disgrace;  
Nor, either of them, raise above his place:  
For, when these two we value as we ought,  
Great works, by their joint power, to pass are brought.    


They, after suffering, shall be crowned,  
In whom, a Constant-faith, is found.   

CONSTANTE Fiducia   

ILLUSTR. XIX. Book. 2  
Mark well this Emblem; and, observe you thence  
The nature of true Christian-confidence.  
Her Foot is fixed on a squared-Stone,  
Which, whether side soe'er you turn it on,  
Stands fast; and, is that cornerstone, which props,  
And firmly knits the structure of our Hopes.  
She, always, bears a cross; to signify,  
That, there was never any constancy  
Without her trials: and, that, her perfection,  
Shall never be attained, without Affliction.  
A Cup she hath, moreover, in her hand;  
And, by that Figure, thou mayst understand,  
That, she hath draughts of Comfort, always near her,  
(At every brunt) to strengthen, and to cheer her.  
And, lo, her head is crowned; that, we may see  
How great, her Glories, and Rewards, will be.  
Here by, this virtue's nature may be known:  
Now, practice, how to make the same thine own.  
Discouraged be not, though thou art pursued  
With many wrongs, which cannot be eschewed;  
Nor yield thou to Despairing, though thou hast  
A cross (which threatens death) to be embraced;  
Or, though thou be compelled to swallow up,  
The very dregs, of sorrow's bitter Cup:  
For, whensoever griefs, or torments, pain thee,  
Thou hast the same Foundation to sustain thee:  
The self same Cap of Comfort, is prepared  
To give thee strength, when fainting fits are feared:  
And, when thy time of trial, is expired,  
Thou shalt obtain the crown, thou hast desired.    


Love, a Musician is professed,  
And, of all music, is the best.   

AMOR DOCET musicam   

ILLUSTR. XX. Book. 2  
IF to his thoughts my Comments have assented,  
By whom the following Emblem was invented,  
I'll hereby teach you (Ladies) to discover  
A truebred Cupid, from a feigned Lover;  
And, show (if you have Wooers) which be they,  
That worth'est are to bear your Hearts away.  
As is the Boy, which, here, you pictured see,  
Let them be young, or let them, rather, be  
Of suiting-yeares (which is instead of youth)  
And, woo you in the nakedness, of Truth;  
Not in the common and disguised Clothes,  
Of Mimick-gestures, compliments, and oaths.  
Let them be winged with a swift Desire;  
And, not with slow-affections, that will tire.  
But, look to this, as to the principal,  
That, Love do make them truly musical:  
For, Love's a good Musician; and, will show  
How, every faithful Lover may be so.  
Each word he speaks, will presently appear  
To be melodious Raptures in your ear:  
Each gesture of his body, when he moves,  
Will seem to play, or sing, a Song of Loves:  
The very looks, and motions of his eyes,  
Will touch your heartstrings, with sweet Harmonies;  
And, if the Name of him, be but expressed,  
'Twill cause a thousand quavering in your breast.  
Nay, even those Discords, which occasioned are,  
Will make your music, much the sweeter, fare.  
And, such a moving Diapason strike,  
As none but Love, can ever play the like.    


Thy seeming-Lover, false will be,  
And, love thy Money, more than Thee.   

NON TE SED nummos   

ILLUSTR. XXI. Book. 2  
WHat may the reason be, so many wed,  
And miss the blessings of a joyfull-Bed,  
But those ungodly, and improper ends,  
For which, this Age most Marriages intends?  
Some, love plumpe-flesh; and, those as kind will be  
To any gamesome Wanton, as to thee.  
Some, dote on Honours; and, all such will prise  
Thy Person, merely, for thy Dignities.  
Some, fancy Pleasures; and, such flirt's as they,  
With every Hobby-horse, will run away.  
Some (like this Couple in our Emblem, here)  
Woo hard for Wealth; and, very kind appear,  
Till they have won their prize: but, then they show  
On what their best Affections they bestow.  
This Wealth, is that sweet beauty, which prefers  
So many to their Executioners.  
This, is that rare Perfection, for whose sake,  
The politician, doth his Marriage, make.  
Yea, most of those whom you shall married find,  
Were cozened, (or did cousin) in this kind;  
And, for some by respects, they came together,  
Much more, than for the sakes, of one another.  
If this concerns thee, now, in any sense;  
For thy instruction, take this warning hence:  
If thou hast erred already, then, lament  
Thy passed crime, and, bear thy punishment.  
If thou, as yet, but tempted art to err;  
Then, let this Emblem be thy counsellor:  
For, I have said my mind; which, if thou slight,  
Go, and repent it, on thy wedding night.    


Give Credit; but, first, well beware,  
Before thou trust them, who they are.   

FIDE SED CVI VIDE   

ILLUSTR. XXII. Book. 2  
I Rather would (because it seemeth just)  
Deceived be, than causelessly distrust:  
Yet, whom I credited; and, then, how fare;  
Be Cautions, which I thought worth heeding were:  
And, had not this been taught me long agone,  
I had been poorer, if not quite undone.  
That, others to such wariness, may come,  
This Emblem, here, hath filled up a room;  
And, though a vulgar Figure, it may seem,  
The moral, of it, meriteth esteem.  
That Seeing-Palme, (endowed with an Eye,  
And handling of a Heart) may signify  
What wary watchfulness, observe we must,  
Before we venture on a weighty Trust:  
And, that, to keep our kindness from abuse,  
There is of double-diligence, an use.  
men's hearts, are grown so false, that most are loath  
To trust each others Words, or Bands, or Oath:  
For, though we had in every part an Eye,  
We could not search out all hypocrisy;  
Nor, by our utmost providence, perceive  
How many ways, are open to deceive.  
Now, then (although perhaps thou art so wise,  
To know already, what I would advise)  
Yet may this Emblem, or this Motto, be  
Instead of some Remembrancer, to thee.  
So, take it therefore; And, be sure, if either  
This Warning, or thy Wit, (or both together)  
Can, still, secure thee from deceitfull-hearts;  
Thy luck exceedeth all thy other parts.    


He, that on earthlythings, doth trust,  
Dependeth, upon smoke, and Dust.   

HUMANA Fumus   

ILLUSTR. XXIII. Book. 2  
LOrd! what a coil is here! and what a pother,  
To save and get? to scratch and scrape together  
The Rubbish of the world? and, to acquire  
Those vanities, which fancy doth desire?  
What Violence is used, and what Cunning?  
What nightly watch, and what daily Running?  
What sorrows felt? what difficulties entered?  
What losses hazarded? what perils ventured?  
And, still, how sottishly, do we persever  
(By all the power, and means we can endeaver)  
To wheel ourselves, in a perpetual Round,  
In quest of that, which never will be found?  
In Objects, here on Earth, we seek to find  
That perfect sollidnesse, which is confined,  
To things in Heaven, though every day we see,  
What emptiness, and failings, in them be.  
To teach us better; this, our Emblem, here,  
Assays to make terrestrial things appear  
The same they be, (both to our ears and eyes)  
That, we may rightly their Condition prize.  
The best, which of earth's best things, we can say,  
Is this; that they are grass, and will be Hay.  
The rest, may be resembled to the Smoke,  
(Which doth but either blind the sight, or choke)  
Or else, to that uncleanly Mushrum-ball,  
Which, in some Countries, we a Puff-soyst call;  
Whose outside, is a nasty rotten skin,  
Containing dirt, or smoking-dust, within.  
This is my mind; if wrong you think I've done them,  
Be fools; and, at your perils, dote upon them.    


I bear, about me, all my store;  
And, yet, a King enjoys not more.   

OMNIA MEA mecum PORTO.   

ILLUSTR. XXIIII. Book. 2  
THis Emblem is a Torteise, whose own shell  
Becomes that house, where he doth rent-free dwell;  
And, in what place soever he resides,  
His Arched-Lodging, on his back abides.  
There is, moreover, found a kind of these,  
That live both on the shore, and in the Seas;  
For which respects, the Torteise represents  
That man, who in himself, hath full contents;  
And (by the virtue's lodging in his mind)  
Can all things needful, in all places, find.  
To such a Man, what ever doth betide;  
From him, his Treasures, nothing can divide.  
If of his outward-meanes, thiefs make a prize;  
He, more occasion hath to exercise  
His inward-Riches: and, they prove a Wealth,  
More useful, and less liable to stealth.  
If, any at his harmless person strike;  
Himself he straight contracteth, Torteis-like,  
To make the Shell of sufferance, his defence;  
And, counts it Life, to die with Innocence.  
If, he, by hunger, heat, or cold, be pained;  
If, he, by slandered, slighted, or disdained;  
He, always keeps and carries, that, within him,  
Which may, from those things, ease and comfort, win him.  
When, him unclothed, or unhoused, you see;  
His Resolutions, clothes and houses be,  
That keep him safer; and, fare warmer too,  
Than Palaces, and princely Robes, can do.  
God give me wealth, that hath so little Cumber;  
And, much good do't the World with all her Lumber.    


To Learning, I a love should have,  
Although one foot were in the Grave.   

TAMEN DISCAM.   

ILLUSTR. XXV. Book. 2  
HEre, we an Aged-man described have,  
That hath one foot, already, in the Grave:  
And, if you mark it (though the sun decline,  
And horned Cynthia doth begin to shine)  
With open book, and, with attentive eyes,  
Himself, to compass Knowledge, he applies:  
And, though that Evening, end his last of days,  
Yet, I will study, more to learn, he says.  
From this, we gather, that, while time doth last,  
The time of learning, never will be past;  
And, that, each hour, till we our life lay down,  
Still, something, touching life, is to be known.  
When he was old, wise Cato learned Greek:  
But, we have aged-folkes, that are to seek  
Of that, which they have much more cause to learn;  
Yet, no such mind in them, we shall discern.  
For, that, which they should study in their prime,  
Is, oft, deferred, till their latter time:  
And, then, old-age, unfit for learning, makes them,  
Or, else, that common dulness overtakes them,  
Which makes ashamed, that it should be thought,  
They need, like little children, to be taught.  
And, so, out of this world, they do return  
As wise, as in that week, when they were borne.  
God, grant me grace, to spend my life-time so,  
That I my duty still may seek to know;  
And, that, I never, may so fare proceed,  
To think, that I, more Knowledge, do not need:  
But, in Experience, may continue growing,  
Till I am filled with fruits of pious-knowing.    


Good-fortune, will by those abide,  
In whom, True-vertue doth reside.   

VIRTUTI Fortuna COMES.   

ILLUSTR. XXVI. Book. 2  
Mark, how the Cornucopias, here, apply  
Their Plenties, to the Rod of Mercury;  
And (if it seem not needless) learn, to know  
This Hieroglyphick's meaning, ere you go.  
The Sages old, by this Mercurian-wand  
(Caducaeus named) were wont to understand  
Art, wisdom, virtue, and what else we find,  
Reputed for endowments of the mind.  
The Cornucopias, well-known Emblems, are,  
By which, great wealth, and plenties, figured were;  
And (if you join together, what they spell)  
It will, to every understanding, tell,  
That▪ where Internall-Graces may be found,  
Eternall-blessings, ever, will abound.  
For, this is truth, and (though some thoughts in you  
Suggest, that this is, often times, untrue)  
This, ever is the truth; and, they have got  
Few right-formed virtues, who believe it not.  
I will confess, true virtue hath not ever  
All Common-plenties, for which most endeavour;  
Nor have the Perfect'st-Vertues, those high places,  
Which Knowledge, Arts (and, such as have the faces  
Of outward beauty) many times, attain;  
For, these are things, which (often) those men gain,  
That are more flesh, than spirit; and, have need  
Of carnall-helpes, till higher they proceed.  
But, they, of whom I speak, are flown so high,  
As, not to want those toys, for which we cry:  
And, I had shown you somewhat of their store,  
But, that, this Page, had room to write no more.    


The Gospel, thankfully embrace;  
For, God, vouchsafed us, this Grace.   

DEUS NOBIS HAEC OTIA FECIT.   

ILLUSTR. XXVII. Book. 2  
THis modern Emblem, is a mute expressing  
Of God's great Mercies, in a Moderne-blessing;  
And, gives me, now, just cause to sing his praise,  
For granting me, my being, in these days.  
The much-desired Messages of heaven,  
For which, our Fathers would their lives have given,  
And (in Groves, Caves, and mountains, once a year)  
Were glad, with hazard of their goods, to hear;  
Or, in less bloody times, at their own homes,  
To hear, in private, and obscured rooms.  
Lo; those, those joyfull-tydings, we do live  
Divulged, in every Village, to perceive;  
And, that, the sounds of gladness, echo may,  
Through all our goodly Temples, every day.  
This was (Oh God) thy doing; unto thee,  
Ascribed, for ever, let all praises be.  
Prolong this mercy, and, vouchsafe the fruit,  
May to thy Labour, on this Vine-yard, suit:  
Lest, for our fruitlessness, thy Light of grace,  
Thou, from our Golden candlestick, displace.  
We do, me thinks, already, Lord, begin  
To wantonise, and let that loathing in,  
Which makes thy Manna tastlesse; And, I fear,  
That, of those Christians, who, more often hear,  
Then practice, what they know, we have too many:  
And, I suspect my self, as much as any.  
Oh! mend me so, that, by amending me,  
Amends in others, may increased be:  
And, let all Graces, which thou hast bestowed,  
Return thee honour, from whom, first, they flowed.    


The Bees, will in an Helmet breed;  
And, Peace, doth after war, succeed.   

EX BELLO PAX   

ILLUSTR. XXVIII. Book. 2  
WHen you have heeded, by your Eyes of sense,  
This Helmet, hiving of a swarm of Bees,  
Consider, what may gathered be from thence,  
And, what your Eye of understanding sees.  
That Helmet, and, those other Weapons, there,  
Betoken war; the Honey-making, flies,  
An Emblem of a happy kingdom, are,  
Enjoying Peace, by painful Industries:  
And, when, all these together are expressed,  
As in this Emblem, where the Bees, do seem  
To make their dwelling, in a Plumed-Crest,  
A moral is employed, worth esteem.  
For, these infer, mysteriously, to me,  
That, Peace, and Art, and Thrift, most firm abides,  
In those republikes, where, arms cherished be;  
And, where, true Martiall-discipline, resides.  
When, of their Stings, the Bees, disarmed, become,  
They, who, on others Labours, use to prey,  
Encouraged are, with violence, to come,  
And, bear their Honey, and, their wax, away.  
So when a People, merely, do affect  
To gather Wealth; and (foolishly secure)  
Defences necessary, quite neglect;  
Their Foes, to spoil their Land, it will allure.  
Long Peace, brings war; and, war, brings Peace, again:  
For, when the smart of Warfare seizeth on them,  
They cry, alarm; and, then, to fight, are fain,  
Until, their war, another Peace, hath won them;  
And, out of their old rusty Helmets, then,  
New Bees do swarm, and, fall to work again.    


The Heart of him, that is upright,  
In Heavenly-knowledge, takes delight.   

COR rectu INQVIRIT Scientiam.   

ILLUSTR. XXIX. Book. 2  
THis Emblem, with some other of the rest,  
Are scarce, with seemly Properties, expressed,  
Yet, since a vulgar, and a mean Invention  
May yield some Fruit, and show a good Intention;  
I'll, hence, as well inform your Intellects,  
As if these Figures had not those defects.  
The book, here shadowed, may be said, to show  
The wisdom, and Experience, which we know  
By Common means, and, by these Creatures, here,  
Which to be placed below us, may appear.  
The Winged-heart, betokens those Desires,  
By which, the Reasonable-soule, aspires  
Above the Creature; and, attempts to climb,  
To Mysteries, and Knowledge, more sublime:  
Even to the Knowledge of the Three-in-one,  
Employed by the Tetragrammaton.  
The Smokings of this Heart, may well declare  
Those Perturbations, which within us are,  
Until, that Heavenly wisdom, we have gained,  
Which is not, here, below, to be attained;  
And, after which, those Hearts, that are upright,  
Inquire with daily study, and delight.  
To me, Oh Lord, vouchsafe thou, to impart  
The gift of such a Rectifyed-heart.  
Grant me the Knowledge of inferior things,  
So fare, alone, as their Experience, brings  
The Knowledge, which, I ought to have of thee,  
And, of those duties, thou requirest of me:  
For, thee, Oh God, to know, and, thee to fear,  
Of truest wisdom, the Perfections are.    


Where, Labour, wisely, is employed,  
Deserved Glory, is enjoyed.   

ΕΚ ΠΟΝΟΥ ΚΛΕΟΣ.   

ILLUSTR. XXX. Book. 2  
Do men suppose, when Gods free-giving Hand,  
Doth by their Friends, or, by Inheritance,  
To Wealth, or Titles, raise them in the Land,  
That, those, to Lasting-glories, them advance?  
Or, can men think, such Goods, or Gifts of Nature,  
As Nimble-apprehensions, Memory,  
An Able-body, or, a comely Feature  
(Without improvement) them, shall dignify?  
May Sloth, and idleness, be warrantable,  
In us, because our Fathers have been rich?  
Or, are we, therefore, truly honourable,  
Because our predecessors, have been such?  
When, nor our Fortunes, nor our natural parts,  
In any measure, are improved by us,  
Are others bond (as if we had deserts)  
With Attributes of Honour to belie us?  
No, no; the more our predecessors left,  
(Yea, and, the more, by nature, we enjoy)  
We, of the more esteem, shall be bereft;  
Because, our Talents, we do mis-imploy.  
True Glory, doth on Labour, still attend;  
But, without Labour, Glory we have none.  
She, crownes good Workmen, when their Works have end;  
And, Shame, gives payment, where is nothing done.  
Laborious, therefore, be; But, lest the Spade  
(which, here, doth Labour mean) thou use in vain,  
The Serpent, thereunto, be sure thou add;  
That is, Let Prudence guide thy taking pain.  
For, where, a wise-endeavour, shall be found,  
A Wreath of Glory, will enclose it round.    


Behold, you may, the Picture, here,  
Of what, keeps Man, and child, in fear.   

PVEROS CASTIGO VIROSQUE   

ILLUSTR. XXXI. Book. 2  
THese, are the great'st Afflictions, most men have,  
Even from their Nursing-cradle, to their Grave:  
Yet, both so needful are, I cannot see,  
How either of them, may well spared be.  
The Rod is that, which, most our childhood fears;  
And, seems the great'st Affliction that it bears:  
That, which to manhood, is a plague, as common  
(And, more unsufferable) is a Woman.  
Yet, blush not Ladies; neither frown, I pray,  
That, thus of Women, I presume to say;  
Nor, number me, as yet, among your foes;  
For, I am more your friend, than you suppose:  
Nor smile ye Men, as if, from hence, ye had  
An Argument, that Woman kind were bad.  
The Birch, is blameless (yea, by nature, sweet,  
And gentle) till, with stubborn boys, it meet:  
But, then, it smarts. So, Women, will be kind,  
Until, with froward Husbands, they are joined:  
And, then indeed (perhaps) like Birchen boughs,  
(which, else, had been a trimming, to their House)  
They, sometimes prove, sharp whips, and Rods, to them,  
That wisdom, and, Instruction do contemn.  
A Woman, was not given for Correction;  
But, rather for a furtherance to Perfection:  
A precious Balm of love, to cure man's grief;  
And, of his Pleasures, to become the chief.  
If, therefore, she occasion any smart,  
The blame, he merits, wholly, or in part:  
For, like sweet Honey, she, good stomaches, pleases;  
But, pains the Body, subject to Diseases.    


Death's one long-Sleepe; and, Life's no more,  
But one short-Watch, an hour before.   

VITA mortalium VIGILIA.   

ILLUSTR. XXXII. Book. 2  
WHen, on this Child-like-figure, thou shalt look,  
Which, with his Light, his hourglass, and his book,  
Sits, in a watching-posture, form here;  
And, when thou hast perused that Motto, there,  
On which he lays his hand; thyself apply  
To what it counselleth; and, learn to die,  
While that Light burns, and, that short-houre doth last,  
Which, for this Lesson, thou obtained haste.  
And, in this business, use thou no delays;  
For, if the bigger Motto truly, says,  
There is not left unto thee, one whole Watch,  
Thy necessary labours, to dispatch.  
It was no more, when first thy Life begun;  
And, many Glasses of that Watch be run:  
Which thou observing, shouldst be put in mind,  
To husband well, the space that is behind.  
Endeavour honestly, whilst thou hast light:  
Defer thou not, thy journey, till the night;  
Nor, sleep away, in Vanities, the prime,  
And flower, of thy most acceptable time.  
So watchful, rather, and, so careful be,  
That, whensoe'er the bridegroom summons thee;  
And, when thy Lord returns, unlooked for, home;  
Thou mayst, a Partner, in their joys, become.  
And, oh my God so wary, and so wise,  
Let me be made; that, this, which I advise  
To other men (and really have thought)  
May, still, in practice, by myself, be brought:  
And, help, and pardon me, when I transgress,  
Through humane frailty, or, forgetfulness.    


What ever God did foredecree,  
Shall, without fail, fulfilled be.   

MANET immutabile Fatum.   

ILLUSTR. XXXIII. Book. 2  
ME thinks, that Fate, which God weighs forth to all,  
I, by the Figure of this Even-Skale,  
May partly show; and, let my Reader, see  
The state, of an Immutable-decree;  
And, how it differs, from those Destinies,  
Which carnal understandings, do devise.  
For, this implies, that every thing, to-come,  
Was, by a steady, and, by equal doom,  
Weighed out, by Providence; and, that, by Grace,  
Each thing, each person, every time, and place,  
Had thereunto, a power, and portion given,  
So proper to their nature (and, so even  
To that just measure, which, aright became  
The Workings, and, the being, of the same)  
As, best might help the furthering of that end,  
Which, God's eternal wisdom, doth intent.  
And, though, I dare not be so bold, as they,  
Who, of God's Closer, seem to keep the Key;  
(And, things, for absolute Decrees, declare,  
Which, either false, or, but Contingents are)  
Yet, in his will-revealed, my Reason, sees  
Thus much, of his Immutable-decrees:  
That, him, a Doome-eternall, reprobateth,  
Who scorneth mercy; or, Instruction hateth,  
Without Repenting: And, that, whensoever,  
A Sinner, true amendment, shall endeavour;  
Bewail his wickedness, and, call for grace;  
There shall be, for Compassion, time, and place.  
And, this, I hold, a branch of that Decree,  
Which, Men may say, shall never changed be.    


My Fortune, I had rather bear;  
Then come, where greater perils are.   

DETERIUS FORMIDO.   

ILLUSTR. XXXIV. Book. 2  
Mark well this Caged-fowle; and, thereby, see,  
What, thy estate, may, peradventure, be.  
She, wants her freedom; so, perhaps, dost thou,  
Some freedom's lack, which, are desired, now;  
And, though, thy Body be not so confined;  
Art straitened, from some liberty of mind.  
The Bird in thrall, the more contented lies,  
Because, the hawk, so near her, she espies;  
And, though, the Cage were open, more would fear,  
To venture out, then to continue there:  
So, if thou couldst perceive, what Birds of prey,  
Are hovering round about thee, every day,  
To seize thy soul (when she abroad shall go,  
To take the freedom, she desireth so)  
Thou, fare more fearful, wouldst of them, become,  
Then thou art, now, of what thou fliest from.  
Not Precepts, but Experience, thus hath taught me;  
Which, to such resolutions, now have brought me,  
That, whatsoever mischiefs others do me,  
I make them yield some true Contentments to me;  
And, seldom struggle from them, till I see,  
That, smother-fortunes will securer be.  
What spite soe'er my Foes, to me, can do,  
I laugh thereat, within an hour or two:  
For, though the World, and I, at first, believe,  
My sufferings, give me cause enough to grieve;  
Yet, afterward, I find (the more to glad me)  
That, better Fortunes, might fare worse have made me.  
By some young devils, though, I scratched am,  
Yet, I am hopeful, I shall scape their Dam.    


The more contrary winds do blow,  
The greater virtues praise will grow.   

ADVERSIS CLARIVS ARDET.   

ILLUSTR. XXXV. Book. 2  
OBserve the nature of that Fiery-flame,  
Which on the mountain's top so brightly shows;  
The winds from every quarter, blow the same,  
Yea, and to blow it out, their fury blows;  
But, lo; the more they storm, the more it shineth;  
At every Blast, the Flame ascendeth higher;  
And, till the fuells' want, that rage confineth,  
It, will be, still, a great, and glorious Fire.  
Thus fares the man, whom virtue, Beacon-like,  
Hath fixed upon the Hills of Eminence,  
At him, the Tempests of mad envy strike,  
And, rage against his Piles of Innocence;  
But, still, the more they wrong him, and the more  
They seek to keep his worth from being known,  
They, daily, make it greater, than before;  
And, cause his Fame, the farther to be blown.  
When, therefore, no selfe-doting Arrogance,  
But, virtues covered with a modest veil,  
Break through obscurity, and, thee advance  
To place, where envy shall thy worth assail;  
Discourage not thyself: but, stand the shocks  
Of wrath, and fury. Let them snarl and bite;  
Pursue thee, with Detraction, Slanders, mocks,  
And, all the venomed Engines of despite,  
Thou art above their malice; and, the blaze  
Of thy Caelestiall-fire, shall shine so clear,  
That, their besotted souls, thou shalt amaze;  
And, make thy Splendours, to their shame, appear.  
If this be all, that Envies rage can do,  
Lord, give me virtues, though I suffer too.    


Even as the Smoke doth pass away;  
So, shall all Worldly-pompe decay.   

SIC TRANSIT GLORIA MUNDI.   

ILLUSTR. XXXVI. Book. 2  
SOme better Arguments, than yet I see,  
I must perceive; and, better causes, why,  
To those gay things, I should addicted be,  
To which, the Vulgar their Affections tie.  
I have considered, Sceptres, mitres, crowns,  
With each appurtenance to them belonging;  
My heart, hath searched their Glories, and renowns;  
And, all the pleasant things about them thronging:  
My soul, hath truly weighed, and, took the measure,  
Of Riches (which the most have so desired)  
I have distilled the Quintessence of Pleasure,  
And, seen those Objects, that are most admired.  
I, likewise feel all Passions, and Affections,  
That help to cheat the Reason, and persuade  
That those poor Vanities, have some perfections,  
Whereby their Owners, happy might be made.  
Yet, when that I have roused my understanding,  
And cleansed my Heart from some of that Corruption,  
Which hinders in me Reasons free commanding,  
And, shows, things, without veils, or interruption;  
Then, they, me thinks, as fruitless do appear,  
As Bubbles (wherewithal young-childrens play)  
Or, as the Smoke, which, in our Emblem, here,  
Now, makes a show, and, strait, consumes away.  
Be pleased, Oh God, my value may be such  
Of every Outward-blessing, here below,  
That, I may neither love them overmuch,  
Nor underprise the Gifts, thou shalt bestow:  
But, know the use, of all these fading Smokes;  
And, be refreshed, by that, which others chokes.    


Death, is unable to divide  
Their Hearts, whose Hands True-love hath tied.   

JUSQVE A LA MORT   

ILLUSTR. XXXVII. Book. 2  
UPon an Altar, in this Emblem, stands  
A Burning-heart; and, therewithal, you see  
Beneath Deaths-head, a pair of Loving-hands,  
Which, close, and fast-united, seem to be.  
These modern Hieroglyphickes (vulgarly  
Thus bundled up together) may afford  
Good-meanings, with as much Propriety,  
As best, with common judgements, will accord.  
It may imply, that, when both Hand and Heart,  
By sympathising dearness are invited,  
To meet each others natural Counterpart,  
And, are by sacred Ordinance united:  
They then have entered that strict Obligation,  
By which they, firmly, every way are tied;  
And, without means (or thought of separation)  
Should in that union, till their Deaths, abide;  
This, therefore, mind thou, whatsoever thou be  
(Whose Marriage-ring, this Covenant, hath sealed)  
For, though, thy Faith's infringement, none can see,  
Thy secret fault, shall one day, be revealed.  
And, thou that art at liberty, take heed,  
Lest thou (as over great a number do)  
Of thine own person, make a Privy-deed,  
And, afterwards, deny thy doing so.  
For, though there be, nor Church, nor chapel, nigh thee  
(Nor outward witnesses of what is done)  
A Power-invisible doth always eye thee;  
And, thy pretended Love, so looks upon,  
That, if thou be not, till thy dying, true;  
Thy Falsehood, till thy dying, thou shalt rue.    


False Weights, with Measures false eschew,  
And, give to every man, their Due.   

SWM CVIQVE TRIBVE   

ILLUSTR. XXXVIII. Book. 2  
FOrth of a Cloud (with Scale and Rule) extended  
An arm (for this next Emblem) doth appear;  
Which hath to us in silent-showes, commended,  
A virtue, that is often wanting, here.  
The World, is very studious of deceits;  
And, he is judged wisest, who deceives.  
False-measures, and, Adulterated-weights,  
Of many dues, the needy-man bereaves.  
Even Weights to fell, and, other Weights to buy  
(Two sorts of weights) in practice are, with some;  
And, both of these, they often falsify,  
That, they to great, and suddaine-wealth, may come.  
But, Conscience make of raising your estates,  
By such a base, and such a wicked way:  
For, this Injustice, God expressly hates;  
And, brings, at last, such thrivers to decay.  
By Weight and measure, He on all bestows  
The Portions due; That, Weight and Measure, then,  
Which Man to God, or to his Neighbour owes,  
Should, justly, be returned back again.  
Give every one, in every thing his own:  
Give honour, where an honour shall be due;  
Where you are loved, let your love be shown;  
And, yield them succours, who have succoured you.  
Give to thy Children, breeding and Corrections;  
Thy Charities, even to thy Foes extend:  
Give to thy Wife, the best of thy Affections;  
To God, thy self, and, all thou hast, commend:  
And, lest thou fail, Remember who hath said,  
Such measure, as thou giv'st, shall be repaid.    


He needs not fear, what spite can do,  
Whom virtue friends, and Fortune, too.   

IN virtute ET Fortuna.   

ILLUSTR. XXXIX. Book. 2  
WHen, in this Emblem here, observe you shall  
An Eaglet, perched, on a Winged-ball  
Advanced on an Altar; and, have eyed  
The Snakes, assailing him, on every side:  
Me thinks, by that, you strait should apprehend  
Their state, whom Wealth, and virtue, do befriend.  
My judgement, by that altarstone, conceives  
The sollidnesse, which, true Religion gives;  
And, that fast-grounded goodness, which, we see,  
In grave, and sound Morality, to be.  
The Flying-ball, doth, very well, express  
All Outward-blessings, and, their fickleness.  
Our Eaglet, meaneth such Contemplatives,  
As, in this world, do pass away their lives,  
By so possessing that which they have got,  
As if they cared not, though, they had it not.  
The Snakes, may well resemble those, among them,  
Who, merely out of envy, seek to wrong them;  
And, all these Figures (thus together laid)  
Do speak to me, as if these words, they said:  
That man, who builds upon the best foundation,  
(And spreads the widest wings of Contemplation)  
Whilst, in the flesh, he bides, will need some props  
Of earthly-fortunes, to support his hopes:  
And, other-while, those things, may means become,  
The stings of envy, to secure him from.  
And, hence, I learn; that, such, as will abide,  
Against all envy, strongly fortified,  
Must join, great virtues, and great Wealth, together.  
God help us, then, poore-soules, who scarce have either!    


Time, is a Fading-flowre, that's found  
Within eternity's wide round.   

ΑΙΩΝΙΟΝ ΚΑΙ ΠΡΟΣ ΚΑΙΡΟΝ.   

ILLUSTR. XL. Book. 2  
FIve terms, there be, which five, I do apply  
To all, that was, and is, and, shall be done.  
The first, and last, is that eternity,  
Which, neither shall have End, nor, was begun.  
BEGINNING, is the next; which, is a space  
(Or moment rather) scarce imaginary,  
Made, when the first material, form was;  
And, then, forbidden, longer time to tarry.  
TIME entered, when, BEGINNING had an Ending,  
And, is a progress, all the works of Nature,  
Within the circuit of it, comprehending,  
Even till the period, of the Outward-creature.  
END, is the fourth, of those five terms I mean;  
(As brief, as was Beginning) and, ordained,  
To set the last of moments, to that scene,  
Which, on this world's wide Stage, is entertained.  
The fifth, we EVERLASTING, fitly, call;  
For, though, it once begun, yet, shall it never  
Admit, of any future-end, at all;  
But, be extended onward, still, for ever.  
The knowledge of these terms, and of what actions,  
To each of them belongs, would set an end,  
To many Controversies, and Distractions,  
Which do so many trouble, and offend.  
TIME'S nature, by the Fading-flowre, appears;  
Which, is a Type, of Transitory things:  
The Circled-snake, eternity declares;  
Within whose Round, each fading Creature, springs.  
Some Riddles more, to utter, I intended,  
But, lo; a sudden stop, my words have ended.    


When great Attempts are undergone,  
join Strength and wisdom, both in one.   

VIRIBUS jungenda SAPIENTIA.   

ILLUSTR. XLI. Book. 2  
IF (Reader) thou desirous be to know  
What by the centaur, seemeth here intended;  
What, also, by the Snake, and, by the bow,  
Which in his hand, he beareth always bended:  
Learn, that this halfea man, and halfea horse,  
Is ancient hieroglyphic, teaching thee,  
That, wisdom should be joined with outward force,  
If prosperous, we desire our works to be.  
His upper-part, the shape of Man, doth bear,  
To teach, that, Reason must become our guide.  
The hinder-parts, a horse's Members are;  
To show, that we must, also, strength provide:  
The Serpent, and the bow, doth signify  
The same (or matter to the same effect)  
And, by two Types, one moral to imply,  
Is doubled a forewarning of neglect.  
When Knowledge wanteth Power, despised we grow,  
And, know but how to aggravate our pain:  
Great strength, will work it own sad overthrow,  
Unless, it guided be, with wisdom's rain.  
Therefore, Oh God, vouchsafe thou so to marry  
The gifts of soul and Body, both, in me,  
That, I may still have all things necessary,  
To work, as I commanded am, by thee.  
And, let me not possess them, Lord, alone,  
But, also, know their use; and, so well know it,  
That, I may do each duty to be done;  
And, with upright Intentions, always do it.  
If this be more, then, yet, obtain I may,  
My will accept thou, for the deed, I pray.    


The Ground brings forth all needful, things;  
But, from the sun, this virtue springs.   

SOLUM A SOLE   

ILLUSTR. XLII. Book. 2  
WE do acknowledge (as this Emblem shows)  
That Fruits and flowers, and many pleasant-things,  
From out the Ground, in every season grows;  
And, that unto their being, help it brings.  
Yet, of itself, the Ground, we know is dull,  
And, but a Willing-patient, whereupon  
The sun, with beams, and virtues wonderful,  
Prepareth, and effecteth, what is done.  
We, likewise, do acknowledge, that our eyes  
Endowed are with faculties of Seeing,  
And, with some other natural properties,  
Which are as much our own, as is our Being.  
However, till the sun imparts his light,  
We find, that we in darkness do remain,  
Obscured in an everlasting night;  
And, boast our Seeing-faculties, in vain.  
So, we, by nature, have some natural powers:  
But, Grace, must those abilities of ours  
First move; and, guide them, still, in moving, thus,  
To work with God, when God shall work on us:  
For, God so works, that, no man he procures  
Against his nature, aught to choose, or shun:  
But, by his holy-Spirit, him allures;  
And, with sweet mildness, proveth every one.  
The sun is faultless of it, when the birth  
Of some bad Field, is nothing else but Weeds:  
For, by the selfsame Sun shine, fruitful Earth  
Bears pleasant Crops, and plentifully breeds.  
Thus, from our selves, our Vices have increase,  
Our virtues, from the sun of righteousness.    


No passage can divert the Course,  
Of Pegasus, the muse's Horse.   

RECTO Cursv   

ILLUSTR. XLIII. Book. 2  
This is the Poets-horse; a palfrey, SIRS,  
(That may be ridden, without rod or spurs)  
Abroad, more famous than Bucephalus,  
Though, not so known, as Banks his horse, with us;  
Or some of those fleet-horses, which of late,  
Have run their Masters, out of their estate.  
For, those, and Hobby-horses, best befit  
The note, and practice of their modern wit,  
Who, what this Horse might mean, no knowledge had,  
Until, a Taverne-signe, they saw it made.  
Yet, this old Emblem (worthy veneration)  
Doth figure out, that winged-contemplation,  
On which the Learned mount their best Invention,  
And, climb the Hills of highest Apprehension.  
This is the nimble jennet, which doth carry,  
Their fancy, thorough world's imaginary;  
And, by Ideas feigned, shows them there,  
The nature of those Truths, that real are.  
By means of this, our souls do come to know  
A thousand secrets, in the Deeps below;  
Things, here on Earth, and, things above the skies,  
On which, we never fixed, yet, our eyes.  
No thorny, miry, steep, nor craggy place,  
Can interrupt this Courser, in his race:  
For, that, which others, in their passage troubles,  
Augments his courage, and his vigour doubles.  
Thus, fares the mind, infused with brave desires;  
It flies through darkness, Dangers, floods, and Fires:  
And, in despite of what her aim resisteth:  
Pursues her hopes, and takes the way she listeth.    


The Husbandman, doth sow the Seeds;  
And, then, on Hope, till Harvest, feeds.   

SPES ALIT AGRICOLAS   

ILLUSTR. XLIV. Book. 2  
THe painful Husbandman, with sweaty brows,  
Consumes in labour many a weary day:  
To break the stubborn earth, he digs and ploughs,  
And, then, the corn, he scatters on the clay:  
When that is done, he harrows in the Seeds,  
And, by a well-cleansed Furrow, lays it dry:  
He, frees it from the worms, the Moles, the Weeds;  
He, on the Fences, also hath an eye.  
And, though he see the chilling Winter, bring  
Snowes, floods, and Frosts, his Labours to annoy;  
Though blasting-windes do nip them in the Spring,  
And, Summers' Meldewes, threaten to destroy:  
Yea, though not only days, but weeks, they are  
(Nay, many weeks, and, many months beside)  
In which he must with pain, prolong his care,  
Yet, constant in his hopes he doth abide.  
For this respect, HOPE'S Emblem, here, you see  
Attends the Plough, that men beholding it,  
May be instructed, or else minded be,  
What Hopes, continuing Labours, will befit.  
Though, long thou toiled haste, and, long attended  
About such workings as are necessary;  
And, oftentimes, ere fully they are ended,  
Shalt find thy pains in danger to miscarry:  
Yet, be not out of hope, nor quite dejected:  
For, buried Seeds will sprout when Winter's gone;  
Vnlikelier things are many times effected;  
And, God brings help, when men their best have done.  
Yea, they that in Good-workes their life employ;  
Although, they sow in tears, shall reap in joy.    


Things, to their best perfection come,  
Not all at once▪ but, some and some   

POCO A POCO.   

ILLUSTR. XLV. Book. 2  
WHen, thou shalt visit, in the month of May,  
A costly Garden, in her best array;  
And, view the well-grown Trees, the wel-trimmed Bowers,  
The Beds of Herbs, the knots of pleasant flowers,  
With all the deckings, and the fine devices,  
pertaining to those earthly Paradises,  
Thou canst not well suppose, one day, or two,  
Did finish all, which had been, there, to do.  
Nor dost thou, when young Plants, or new-sowne Lands,  
Do thirst for needful waterings, from thy hands,  
By floodgates, let whole Ponds amongst them come;  
But, them besprinklest, rather, some and some;  
Lest else, thou mar the flowers, or chill the Seed,  
Or drown the Saplings, which did moisture need.  
Let this experiment, which, to thy thought,  
May by this Emblem, now perhaps, be brought,  
Persuade thee to consider, that, no actions,  
Can come, but by degrees, to their perfections;  
And, teach thee, to allot, for every thing,  
That leisurely-proceeding, which may bring  
The ripeness, and fullness, thou expectest:  
And, though thy Hopes, but slowly thou effectest,  
Discourage not thyself; since, oft they prove  
Most prosperous actions, which at leisure move.  
By many drops, is made a mighty shower;  
And many minutes finish up an hour:  
By little, and by little, we possess  
Assurance of the greatest happiness.  
And, oft, by too much haste, and too much cost,  
Great Wealth, christian Honours, and, great Hopes, are lost.    


Affliction, doth to many add  
More value, then, before, they had.   

TRIBULATIO DITAT   

ILLUSTR. XLVI. Book. 2  
THough I am somewhat soberer to day,  
I have been (I confess) as mad as they,  
Who think those men, that large Possessions have,  
Gay Clothes, fine Furnitures, and Houses brave,  
Are those (nay more, that they alone are those)  
On whom, the style of Rich, we should impose.  
But, having, by experience, understood  
His words, who said, his troubles did him good,  
I, now perceive, the Wordly-rich are poor,  
Unless of sorrows, also, they have store.  
Till from the Straw, the flail, the corn doth beat;  
Until the chaff, be purged from the Wheat,  
Yea, till the Mill, the grains in pieces tear,  
The richness of the flower, will scarce appear.  
So, till men's persons great Afflictions touch  
(If worth be found) their worth is not so much,  
Because, like Wheat, in Straw, they have not, yet,  
That value, which in threshing, they may get.  
For, till the bruising flails of GOD'S Corrections,  
Have threshed out of us our vain Affections;  
Till those Corruptions, which do misbecome us,  
Are by thy Sacred-spirit, winnowed from us;  
Until, from us, the straw of Wordly-treasures;  
Till all the dusty chaff of empty Pleasures;  
Yea, till his flail, upon us, he doth lay,  
To thresh the husk of this our Flesh away;  
And, leave the soul uncovered; nay, yet more,  
Till God shall make, our very Spirit poor;  
We shall not up to highest Wealth aspire:  
But, than we shall; and, that is my desire.    


Though Fortune, hath a powerful Name,  
Yet, virtue overcomes the same.   

VICTRIX fortunae SAPIENTIA.   

ILLUSTR. XLVII. Book. 2  
A Snake, (which was by wise antiquity  
Much used, the type of prudency to be)  
Hemmes in a Winged-ball, which doth imply,  
That Fickle-fortune, from which, none are free.  
Above this Ball, the Snake advanceth too,  
The laurel, and the Sword; which, Emblems are,  
Whereby our author maketh much ado,  
A Conquest over Fortune, to declare.  
And, well enough this purpose it befits,  
If (Reader) any one of those thou be,  
Whose Fortunes must be mended by their Wits;  
And, it affords instructions fit for thee:  
For, hence, thou mayst collect, that, no estate  
Can, by misfortune's means, become so bad,  
But, Prudence (who is mistress over Fate)  
May rule it so, that, good it might be made.  
Though fortune's outlaws, on thy Riches prey,  
By wisdom, there is means, of getting more;  
And, every rub that's placed in thy way,  
Shall make thee walk more safely, then before.  
Nor Poverty, nor pains, nor spightfulness,  
Nor other, mischiefs, that Mischance can do thee,  
Shall bring thee any sorrow or distress,  
Which will not be, at last, advantage to thee.  
Lord, give me such a Prudence: for my Fortune  
Puts many foils, and cruel thrusts upon me:  
Thy help, long since, it made me to importune;  
And, thou didst grant it, or she had undone me.  
Still, deign me thy assistance, Lord, and, than,  
Let all Misfortunes, do the worst they can.    


A Life, with good-repute, J'll have,  
Or, win an honourable Grave.   

AUT MORS aut VITA DECORA   

ILLUSTR. XLVIII. Book. 2  
IN this our Emblem, you shall find expressed  
A Man, encountering with a Salvage-beast;  
And, he resolveth (as his Motto says)  
To live with honour; or, to dye with praise.  
I like the Resolution, and the Deed,  
In which, this Figure teacheth to proceed.  
For, us, me thinks, it counselleth, to do,  
An act, which all men are obliged unto.  
That ugly boar (wherewith the man in strife  
Here seems to be) doth mean a Swinish-life,  
And, all those beastly Vices, that assay  
To root becoming virtues quite away;  
Those Vices, which not only mar our features,  
But, also, ruinated our manly natures.  
The harmful fury, of this raging boar,  
Oppose courageously, lest more and more,  
It get within you; and, at last, appear  
More prevalent, than your defences are.  
It is a large-growne Pig, of that wild Swine,  
Which, every day, attempts to undermine  
Our Safeties Fort: 'twas he, which long ago,  
Did seek the Holy-Vineyards overthrow:  
And, if we charge him not with all our power,  
The Sire, or he, will enter and devour.  
But, what's our strength, O Lord! or, what are we  
In such a combat, without aid from thee?  
Oh, come to help us, therefore, in this Fight;  
And, let us be enabled in thy might:  
So, we shall both in life-time, Conquests have;  
And, be victorious, also, in the Grave.    


She shall increase in glory, still,  
Until her light, the world, doth fill.   

DONEC TOTV̄ IMPLEAT Orbem.   

ILLUSTR. XLIX. Book. 2  
WHat in this Emblem, that man's meanings were,  
Who made it first, I neither know nor care;  
For, whatsoever, he purposed, or thought,  
To serve my purpose, now it shall be taught;  
Who, many times, before this task is ended,  
Must pick out morals, where was none intended.  
This knot of moons (or Crescents) crowned thus,  
Illustrate may a Mystery to us,  
Of pious use (and, peradventure, such,  
As from old hieroglyphics, errs not much)  
Old-times, upon the moon, three names bestowed;  
Because, three divers ways, herself she showed:  
And, in the sacred-bookes, it may be shown,  
That holy-Church, was figured by the moon.  
Then, these three Moons in one, may intimate  
The holy-Churches threefold blessed estate.  
The moon, still, biding in our hemisphere,  
May typisie the Church, consisting, here,  
Of men, yet living: when she shows her light  
Amongst us here, in portions of the night;  
The Church it figures, as consist she may  
Of them, whose bodies in the Grave do stay;  
And, whose blessed spirits, are ascended thither,  
Where soul and Body meet, at last, together.  
〈◊〉, when the moon is hidden from our eyes,  
The Church-triumphant, then, she signifies;  
Which, is a crescent yet, that, some, and some,  
Must grow, till all her puts together come:  
And, then, this moon shall beams, at full, display;  
LORD, hasten this great Coronation-day.    


True virtue is a Coat of mail,  
'Gainst which, no Weapons can prevail.   

VIRTUS LORICA FIDELIS   

ILLUSTR. L. Book. 2  
LOrd, what a coil men keep, and, with what ear  
Their pistols, and, their Swords do they prepare,  
To be in readiness? and, how they load  
Themselves with Irons, when they ride abroad?  
How wise and wary too, can they become,  
To fortify their persons up at home,  
With locks, and bars? and such domestick-Armes,  
As may secure their bodies, there, from harms?  
However, when all's done, we see, their foes  
Break in, sometimes, and work their overthrows.  
For, though (about themselves, with Cable-quoiles,  
They could enclose a hundred thousand miles)  
The gunshot of a slanderous tongue, may smite,  
Their Fame quite through it, to the very White.  
Yea, more (though, there, from others, they were free)  
They wounded, by themselves, to death might be,  
Except their Innocence, more guards them, than  
The strength of twenty royal Armies, can.  
If, therefore, thou thy spoilers, wilt beguile,  
Thou must be armed, like this Crocodile;  
Even with such natural Armour (every day)  
As no man can bestow, or take away:  
For, spiteful Malice, at one time or other,  
Will pierce all borrowed Armours, put together.  
Without, let Patience durifie thy Skin;  
Let innocence, line thy heart within;  
Let constant Fortitude, unite them so,  
That, they may break the force of every blow:  
And, when thou thus art armed, if ill thou speed;  
Let me sustain the mischief, in thy steed.  
Finis Libri secundi.    

THE SECOND lottery.  

1  
SOme friends, and foes, of thine, there be,  
That make a wondring-stocke of thee;  
Some other overmuch, of late,  
To thy dishonour boldly prate,  
And, peradventure, to thy face,  
ere long, they'll do thee some disgrace:  
Thine Emblem, therefore, doth advise  
That thou shouldst make them no replies;  
And shows that silent-patience, than  
Shall stead thee more than Answers can. 
See, Emblem. I.    

2  
By such as know you, it is thought,  
That, you are better fed then taught:  
And, that, it might augment your wit,  
If you were sometimes hunger-bit.  
That Emblem, which by Lot you drew,  
To this effect doth somewhat show:  
But 'twill go hard, when you are fain,  
To feed your bowels, by your brain. 
See, Emb. II.    

3  
Perhaps you may be one of those,  
Whom, from the Church, an Organ blows;  
Or, peradventure, one of them,  
Who doth all melody contemn:  
Or, one, whose life is yet untaught,  
How into tune it should be brought.  
If so, your Lot, to you hath sent  
An Emblem, not impertinent. 
See, Emb. III.    

4  
God bless thee, whosoe'er thou art,  
And, give thee still an honest heart:  
For, by the fortune of thy Lot,  
That Sword, and Halter, thou hast got,  
Which threatens death, with much disgrace;  
Or, promises the Hang-mans's place.  
But, be not grieved; for, now and than,  
The gallows makes an honest man;  
And, some, who scape an outward curse,  
Both in their lives and deaths are worse, 
See, Emb. iu.    

M 5  
Thou wouldst be loath, we should suspect,  
Thou didst not well thy King affect;  
Or, that, thou shouldst be so ingrate,  
To slight the welfare of the State:  
Yet, thou, perchance, art one of those,  
Who discord through the kingdom sows.  
We know not, but if such thou be,  
Mark, what thine Emblem teaches thee. 
See, Emb. V.    

6  
In you, a natural desire  
Begins to blow Affection's fire;  
But, by discretion, guide the blast,  
Lest, it consume you, at the last;  
Or, by the fury of the same,  
Blow out some necessary Flame.  
Yea, that, which doth your Profit breed,  
May harm you, if you take not heed. 
See, Emb. vi    

7  
Be careful, what you go about;  
For, by this Lot, there may be doubt,  
That you, some wickedness intent,  
Which will undo you, in the end.  
If you have done the deed, repent:  
If purposed ill, the same prevent.  
Else, though in jest, this counsel came,  
In earnest, you may rue the same. 
See, Emb. VII.    

8  
Thou art afflicted; or, ere long  
Shalt sing some lamentable Song:  
And, of those troubles, take some share,  
Which, thou art very loath to bear.  
But, be not overmuch dismayed,  
Nor pine, what ere on thee be laid,  
For, comfort shall thy joy restore,  
And, make thee gladder, than before. 
See, Emb. VIII.    

9  
If this thy Chance hath done thee right,  
Thou art, or hast been apt to fight;  
And, wilt upon occasion small,  
Begin, sometimes, a needless brawl.  
To show thee, therefore, thy defect;  
Or, that thy folly may be checked,  
And, fit thy mind for better things,  
Thine Emblem, some good counsel brings. 
See, Emb. IX.    

10  
What thing soe'er thou undertakest,  
Thou seldom good conclusion makest;  
For, still, when thou hast aught to do,  
Thou art too hasty, or too slow;  
And, from that equal temper stray'st,  
By which, thy work effect thou mayst.  
To mend this fault thou counselled art,  
Be wiser, therefore, than thou wert. 
See, Emb. X.    

11  
Thou hast in public lived long,  
And, over freely used thy tongue;  
But, if thy safety thou desire,  
Be silent, and, thyself retire.  
And, if thou wilt not be undone,  
Possess thy joys, and hopes, alone:  
For, they, that will from harms be free,  
Must silent, and obscured, be. 
See, Emb. XI.    

12  
Thy Fortune, thou dost long to hear,  
And, what thy Constellations are:  
But, why shouldst thou desire to know,  
What things, the Planets do foreshow;  
Seek, rather. Wisdom to procure,  
And, how, all Fortunes to endure:  
So, thou shalt gain a blessed estate,  
And, be the Master of thy Fate. 
See, Emb. XII.    

13  
Thou, seem'st to have great store of friends,  
But, they affect thee, for their ends.  
There is, in those, but little trust,  
Who love, for profit, mirth, or lust.  
Learn, therefore, when, thou mayst be sure,  
Thy Friend's affection will endure;  
And, that this Knowledge may be got,  
Good notice take thou of thy Lot. 
See, Emb. XIII.    

14  
It is conceived, that means thou hast,  
Or, Mightst have had good means, at least,  
To bring those matters to effect,  
Watch thou dost carelessly neglect;  
And, good for many Mightst have done,  
Who yet, hast pleasured few, or none.  
If this be true, thy Lot peruse,  
And, God's good gifts, no more abuse. 
See, Emb. XIV.    

15  
Religious thou wouldst fain be deemed,  
And, such, to many thou hast seemed:  
But, to this matter more there goes,  
Then zealous looks, and formal shows.  
Look, therefore, that thy heart be true,  
What e'er thou seem in outward view.  
And, if God's favour thou wouldst have,  
Observe what offerings, he doth crave. 
See, Emb. XV.    

16  
That Emblem, which this Lot will bring,  
Concerns the honour of a King:  
How, therefore, thee it may concern,  
By thy discretion seek to learn.  
Perhaps, the Royal power hath seemed  
To thee, not so to be esteemed,  
As well it merits, to be prized.  
If so, now better be advised. 
See, Emb. XVI.    

17  
Both learned, and wise, thou wouldst become,  
(Else thou hast much deceived some)  
But, if thy hopes thou wilt effect,  
Thou must not likely means neglect;  
And, what the likeliest means may be,  
Thine Emblem hath advised thee:  
For, by a fowl, that's blockish thought,  
Good counsel may to thee be taught. 
See, Emb. XVII.    

18  
If, to preferment thou wilt rise,  
Thou must not Arts, nor arms, despise;  
Nor so in one of these delight,  
That, thou the other, wholly sleight.  
Nor, to thy Body be inclined,  
So much, as to neglect thy mind.  
This, by thine Emblem, thou mayst learn;  
And, much thy good it may concern. 
See, Emb. XVIII.    

19  
Thy fortunes have appeared bad;  
For, many sufferings thou hast had:  
And trials too, as yet made known  
To no man's knowledge, but thine own.  
But, let nor loss, nor fame, nor smart,  
From constant hopes remove thy heart:  
And, as thine Emblem doth foreshow,  
A good conclusion will ensue. 
See, Emb. XIX.    

W 20  
Your Lot informeth how to know  
Where, best your Love you may bestow:  
And, by the same it may appear  
What music most affects your ear.  
Deny it not; for (by your leave)  
We by your looks, your heart perceive.  
And, this perhaps you'll think upon  
(To purpose) when you are alone. 
See, Emb. XX.    

21  
This Lot may make us all suspect,  
That some wrong object you affect;  
And, that, where dearness you pretend,  
It is not for the noblest end.  
What mischief from such falsehood flows,  
Your Emblem very truly shows;  
And, may more happy make your Fate,  
If counsel be not come too late. 
See, Emb. XXI.    

22  
To trust on others, thou art apt;  
And, hast already been entrapped;  
Or, may'st ere long be much deceived  
By some, whom thou hast well believed.  
Be heedful, therefore, of thy Lot;  
And, let it never be forgot:  
So, though some hazard thou mayst run,  
Yet, thou shalt never be undone. 
See, Emb. XXII.    

23  
It seems thou tak'st too great a care  
For things, that vain, and fading are;  
Or else, dost overpoise them so,  
As if all bliss from them did flow.  
That, therefore, thou mayst view their worth,  
In hieroglyphic shadowed forth,  
Thy Lot befriends thee: mark the same,  
And, be in this, no more to blame. 
See, Emb. XXIII.    

24  
Though some, should thee, for one, mistake,  
Whose wealth is all upon his back,  
If what thou hast, be all thine own,  
God, hath enough on thee bestown.  
A Prince's ransom, we may bear,  
In jewels, which most precious are;  
And, yet, to many men may seem,  
To carry nothing worth esteem.  
Therefore, though small thy substance be,  
Thine Emblem, somewhat comforts, thee. 
See, Emb. XXIV.    

25  
By this your Emblem, we discern,  
That, you are yet of age to learn;  
And, that, when elder you shall grow,  
There, will be more for you to know:  
Presume not, therefore of your wit,  
But, strive that you may better it.  
For, of your age, we many view,  
That, fare more wisdom have, than you. 
See, Emb. XXV.    

26  
By thy complaints, it hath appeared,  
Thou thinkest thy virtue's want reward;  
And, that, if they their merit had,  
Thou rich and nobler shouldst be made.  
To drive thee from that partial think,  
Thou, by an Emblem, shalt be taught,  
That, where true virtue may be found,  
The truest wealth will still abound. 
See, Emb. XXVI.    

27  
By this thy Lot, thou dost appear  
To be of those, who love to hear  
The Preacher's voice; or, else of them,  
That undervalue, or contemn  
Those daily showers of wholesome words,  
Which God, in these our times, affords.  
Now, which soe'er of these thou be,  
Thine Emblem, something, teaches thee. 
See, Emb. XXVII.    

28  
Thou dealest, when thee thy foe offends,  
As if, you never should be friends.  
In peace, thou so secure dost grow,  
As if, thou couldst not have a foe.  
How, therefore, Peace and war pursues  
Each other, this thine Emblem shows,  
That, thou mayst learn, in every tide,  
For future chances, to provide. 
See; Emb. XXVIII.    

29  
What e'er thou art in outward show,  
Thy Heart is ever very true,  
And, to those Knowledges aspires,  
Which every prudent soul desires:  
Yet, be not proud that thou hast got  
This testimony, by thy Lot.  
But, view thine Emblem, and endeaver  
In search of Knowledge to persever. 
See, Emb. XXIX.    

30  
If Glory, thou desire to get,  
Thy Wits, thou must on working set;  
And, labour unto Prudence add,  
Before true honour will be had:  
For, what thy Friends, or Parents brought,  
To make thee famous, profits nought;  
But, rather will procure thy shame,  
Unless, thou shalt improove the same. 
See, Emb. XXX.    

M 31  
The time hath been, that of the Rod,  
Thou wert more fearful, then of God;  
But, now unless thou prudent grow,  
More cause thou hast to fear a shrew;  
For, from the Rod, now thou art free,  
A Woman, shall thy torment be.  
At her, yet do not thou repine,  
For, all the fault is only thine. 
See, Emb. XXXI.    

32  
It seems, thy Time thou dost misspend:  
To warn thee, therefore of thine end;  
To show, how short thy Life will be;  
And, with what speed it flies from thee;  
This Lot was drawn: and, may advise,  
That, thou thy time shouldst better prize.  
Which, if accordingly thou do,  
This, will be sport, and profit too. 
See, Emb. XXXII.    

33  
It may be, thou art one of those,  
Who, dost not all aright suppose,  
of God's Decrees; or, of the state  
Of an inevitable Fate.  
That, therefore, so thou Mayst believe,  
(And, of these Mysteries conceive)  
As thou art bound; this Lot befell.  
Peruse, and mind thine emblem well. 
See, Emb. XXXIII.    

34  
Thou, at thy Fortune, hast repined,  
And, seem'st imprisoned in thy mind,  
Because thou art not strait released  
From those things which have thee oppressed.  
To thee, a Lot is therefore sent,  
To qualify thy discontent,  
By showing, that thy present Fate  
Preserves thee, from a worse estate. 
See, Emb. XXXIV.    

35  
Thy virtues and thy Worth are such,  
That, many do envy thee much;  
And, they that hate thee, take delight  
To do thee mischief and despite.  
But, heart assume, and follow on  
The course that thou hast well begun;  
For, all their spite shall do no more,  
But, make thee greater than before. 
See, Emb. XXXV.    

36  
In outward pomp, thy pleasures are;  
Thy hope of bliss is placed there;  
And, thou this folly wilt not leave,  
Till, all content, it shall bereave,  
Unless, thou timely come to see  
How vain, all earthly Glories be.  
An Emblem, therefore, thou hast gained,  
By which, this Knowledge is obtained. 
See, Emb. XXXVI.    

37  
It may be feared, that thou hast  
In public, or in private, past  
Some promise, or else made some vow,  
That's broke, or else endangered, now.  
If so; this Lot is come, in time,  
To mend, or to prevent this crime;  
And, show what should by them be done,  
'Twixt whom Affection is begun. 
See, Emb. XXXVII.    

38  
Thou art reproved of deceit,  
In faulty Measures, and in Weight;  
And, overbackward hast been known,  
In giving every one his own.  
Thine Emblem, therefore, counsels thee,  
That, thou more just, hereafter be.  
For, that, which is by falsehood got,  
Makes likely shows, but prospers not. 
See, Emb. XXXVII.    

39  
So highly, thou dost virtue prize,  
That, thou dost Fortunes help despise,  
As if, where virtues present are,  
Her favours always needless were:  
But, sometimes there's enough to do,  
For Fortune, and for virtue too,  
The power of envious tongues to charm,  
And, keep an Innocent from harm.  
Therefore, make both of these, thy friends;  
For, thereunto thine Emblem tends. 
See, Emb. XXXIX.    

40  
Thou mayst be one of those, perchance,  
Who Schism, and Heresies advance,  
Because they Times and terms mistake;  
And, difference know not how to make  
'Twixt that, which temp'rall doth appear,  
And, those things which eternal are.  
Thou, by thy Lot, art therefore warned,  
To search what should of these be learned. 
See, Emb. XL.    

41  
Great works to do, thou hast a mind;  
But, power thereto thou canst not find.  
Sometime, thy power is not unfit;  
But, than thou failest in thy wit.  
Such undertake, therefore, choose  
(If thou wilt not thy time abuse)  
As to thy powers, and wits agree;  
And, let them both employed be. 
See, Emb. XLI.    

42  
When any Blessing thou hast gained,  
Thou mindest not whence it was obtained;  
But, bearest thyself, as if the same  
By thine own power, or merit, came:  
That, therefore, thou mayst better heed  
From whence, all Graces do proceed,  
Thou, hast an Emblem, by this Lot,  
From which, good Cautions may be got. 
See, Emb. XLII.    

43  
By this thy Lot, it should appear,  
The Muses thy acquaintance are;  
Or, that thou art (at least) of those,  
Who, of their Steed ambitious grows.  
If thou hast wit, his Reynes to guide,  
Upon his back, mount up and ride;  
But, if thou find thyself to weak,  
Forbear him, lest thy neck he break. 
See, Emb. XLIII.    

44  
In many things, the worse thou art,  
By thy despairing, fainting heart;  
And, oft, thy labour, and thy cost,  
For want of hopefulness, is lost.  
This indiscretion to prevent,  
Thou, therefore, by thy Lot, art sent,  
The Plough-man's hopefulness to see:  
Observe it; and, reform be. 
See, Emb. XLIV.    

45  
As soon as e'er thy Seeds are sown,  
Thou fruits expectest, fully grown.  
And, if they ripe not in a day,  
Thou, foolest all thy hopes away:  
That wiser, therefore, thou mayst grow,  
Thy Lot, an Emblem doth bestow,  
To teach, that works both fair and great,  
By small-degrees, are made complete. 
See, Emb. XLV.    

46  
Thou hadst, or haste, or thou shalt have  
Much trouble, ere thou fill thy Grave;  
And, may'st, when thou expectest rest,  
With pain, or sorrows, be oppressed.  
But, be content, and wail not much:  
For, Poverty shall make thee rich.  
The pain will soon be overpast,  
And, thou shalt happy be at last. 
See, Emb. XLVI.    

47  
Thy Fortune, be it good or bad,  
May, by thy wit, be better made;  
Yea, whatsoever mischances fall,  
By prudence, thou may'st help them all.  
That, hopeful, therefore, thou mayst bide,  
What change soever, shall betide,  
Thou, by thy Lot, informed art,  
What succours, wisdom doth impart. 
See, Emb. XLVII.    

M 48  
A man at arms, thou wouldst be thought,  
And, hast the crown of Honour sought;  
But, thou hast much mistook the ways,  
Which tend to well-deserved praise.  
How, Honour, therefore, may be got,  
Thou art informed by thy Lot;  
And, with what Foes, and, for what end,  
Thou shouldst be ready to contend. 
See, Emb. XLVIII.    

49  
Perhaps, thou mayst be one of those,  
Who doth God's holy Church oppose;  
For, over many in these days,  
Disturb her Peace, and slight her Praise:  
That her esteem, therefore may be  
Increased, or preserved, by thee,  
Thine Emblem, now, to thee, will show,  
To what perfection she will grow. 
See, Emb. XLIX.    

50  
Thou safety lov'st, and wouldst have arms,  
Thy person to secure from harms:  
But, most of those thou hast prepared,  
Are but a weak uncertain Guard,  
And, if thou take not greater heed,  
May fail thy trust, in time of need.  
Thine Emblem, therefore, hath expressed,  
What arms, for thy defence are best. 
See, Emb. L.    

51  
Of Planetary-Calculations,  
Of Superstitious-Observations,  
Of Lots, and dreams, and Accidents,  
Which have but casual events,  
Thou art so fond; and, unto such,  
Thou dost adhere, and trust so much,  
That, it succeedeth very well,  
No Emblem, now, to thee befell:  
Lest, these, which only counsels be,  
Might seem firm Destinies to thee.   

52  
He that by drawing, here, his Lot,  
Some caveat or advice hath got,  
Did, peradventure, need alone  
That Caution, which he lighted on:  
But, unto thee, so needful are  
All Warnings, and, all counsels here,  
That, Fortune will not one bestow,  
Lest, thou may'st think thou needest no more.   

53  
You, may be glad, you drew not that,  
Which, in your thought, you guessed at;  
For, so it points out that condition,  
Whereof you give a great suspicion,  
That, had it such an Emblem named,  
As fits you right, you had been shamed.  
Since, then, your fault is unrevealed,  
Amend, and keep it still concealed.   

54  
The muse's Oracle is dumb,  
Because to tempt them you are come;  
For, in your heart you much despise,  
To follow that, which they advise:  
Their admonitions, you do jeer,  
And, scorn to help your wisdom, here.  
The Muses, therefore, leave you, still,  
To be as foolish, as you will.   

5  
It would, perhaps, have made thee proud,  
If, now, thy Lot had been allowed  
To let an Emblem shadow forth  
What is conceived of thy worth.  
Or, if thy virtues were deseryed,  
Perchance, thou wouldst be more envied  
Then praised, when they are expressed;  
A blank for thee, was therefore best.   

6  
No Emblem, to this Lot, replies;  
Mind, therefore, well (I thee advise)  
What from the Preacher's voice thou hearest,  
When in the Church, thou next appear'st:  
Yea, there endeavour thou, to seek  
Thy Lot of counsel, every week.  
For, at all seasons, there will be  
Such Prophecies, concerning thee,  
That, if of those, thou takest heed,  
These Emblems, thou shalt never need.   
FINIS.   

A COLLECTION OF emblems, ANCIENT AND modern: Quickened with metrical illustrations, both moral and Divine: And disposed into LOTTERIES.  
That Jnstruction, and Good counsel, may be furthered by an Honest and Pleasant Recreation.  
By GEORGE WITHER.  
The third book.  
LONDON, Printed by Augustine Mathewes. MDCXXXIV.   

TO THE MOST illustrious Princess, FRANCIS, Duchess Dowager of RICHMOND, and LENNOX, etc.  
FAME says (great Princess) that the Pow'rs-above,  
Will soon forgive; which, I desire to prove:  
For, I am guilty of a Venial-sinne  
Against your GRACE; and, have remained therein  
Without an Absolution, so long time,  
That, now, my Conscience checks me for the Crime;  
And, to reprove me for it, will not cease  
Till I have, someway, sought to make my Peace.  
To palliate my Fault, I could produce  
Enough, perhaps, to stand for an Excuse.  
But, when I mind what Favours, and what Fame  
I might have purchased unto my Name,  
(By taking Courage, to have done my best)  
I dare not make Excuses; but, request  
Your pardon, rather, and, that some Oblation  
May gain my Person, future acceptation.  
To that intent, this humble offering, here,  
Within your gracious presence, doth appear.  
And, that it may the more content your eye;  
Well-graven Figures, help to beautify  
My lowly Gift: And, veiled are in these,  
A Treasury of Golden Sentences;  
By my wellmeaning Muse, interpreted,  
That, with your NAME, their Morals may be spread,  
And scattered, Largesse-like, (at your commanding)  
To help enrich the Poor in understanding.  
If you accept the Tender, I shall know,  
Your GRACE is pleased with your Servant, so,  
As, that there may be hope, my future Actions,  
Will give the more contenting Satisfactions:  
And, your Encouragements, my powers may raise,  
To make the beauties of your Later days,  
More glorious, far, than your fresh youth's perfection,  
Though, known to be, the loadstone of Affection.  
For, like the loving turtle, you have stood  
So constant, in your vowed widowhood;  
So strictly, kept a solitary state;  
So faithful been, to your deceased MATE;  
So firmly true, and truly kind, to them,  
Which are the Branches of his Princely-stemme;  
And, personated in so high a strain,  
The parts of honour; that, my rustic vain,  
Must raised be, before it can ascend  
To say, how much, your Fame, doth you commend.  
Yet, if these Lines, (or, that they usher in)  
For me, some Passage may, anew, begin  
To your esteem; I, may so happily,  
Illustrate forth, the Golden-History  
Of those Affections, which within your breast,  
Have to the world remained unexpressed.  
That, future times, to your applause may read,  
The matchless pattern of a Widdowed-bed,  
Which you have drawn, for those to imitate  
Who can; and, for the rest to wonder at.  
For, what (thereto) yet wanteth, in my Muse,  
Your GRACE, as my Minerva, may infuse.  
Nor, will it be in vain, to show the worth  
Of those Perfections, truly blazed forth,  
Which you may personate: Nor, shall it be  
To your Content unuseful, when you see  
The Best part of yourself, (as in a glass)  
Disclosed, and set up, before your GRACE,  
To represent those Beauties, wherein lurks,  
More sweetness, than in Picture-drawers works;  
And show, how temporal Glories, and Affections,  
Have hourly ripened you, for those Perfections  
That, make immortal; and, which are that End,  
Whereto, all Earthly Graces, aught to tend.  
Then, if your EXCELLENCE, desire to hear,  
Those muses, honour you, whose praises; are  
Attending virtue; and, shall please to live  
That Life of Glory, which my Verse can give;  
Your GRACES favour, (when you please) hath powers  
To make both me, and all my Muses yours.  
And, we are hopeful, that, so well we know  
Your Merits, and those Duties, which we own,  
That, we shall raise, your HONOVR'S Trophies high,  
Though, We ourselves, upon the pavement lie.  
Thus, I have made mine offering; and I stand  
Attending, now, to kiss your GRACES hand.  
Your GRACES in all humility, GEO: WITHER.   

TO THE HIGH AND MIGHTY Prince, JAMES, Duke of LENNOX, etc.  
When Richmond, your, beloved, uncle, lived,  
(For whose departure, all this Empire grieved,  
And, yet laments) his GRACE did not refuse  
To deign respects, to my obscured muse;  
Nor scorn, from Highest-worth, to stoop so low,  
As, me, in my despisedness, to know:  
And, had not bashfulness restrained my Wit,  
From pressing-on, (when he encouraged it,)  
My Pegasus, had learned, ere now, to rise,  
Which, yet, with lame, and sickly Feathers flies.  
But, he hath left us; and, I thought not on  
The loss I had of HIM, till he was gone;  
Nor could I dream, till he did hence ascend,  
What 'twas to want an Honourable-friend:  
Nor, what they feel, whom Fate constrains, to tarry  
On stormy plains, without a SANCTVARIE.  
Assoon, as from among us, he made wing,  
My Hopes did wain, and, I began to sing  
A Mournfull-song, not easy to forget;  
Because, I bear the burden of it, yet.  
Nor was I silent (though my Epicede  
Appeared not, for the public eye to read)  
But, grieved in private, as one wanting Art,  
To give, the Life of praise, to his desert:  
Which, if I could have equalled with his Name,  
His Death had gained my Verse, a living-Fame.  
And, why express I this? except it give  
Your GRACE, a fit occasion to perceive,  
That, my decayed Hopes I would renew,  
And, fain derive them down, from HIM to you?  
That, as you branched from his Princely stem;  
(Are, honoured with his Ducall-Diadem)  
And, imitate his virtue; So, you might  
Be Lord, in me, of that, which was his right:  
And, for his Noble sake, vouchsafe to own  
A Servant, which, to you, is yet unknown.  
As Prologue, to the service I intent,  
This PRESENT comes; and, without Hope, or End,  
Of gaining further Grace, or more esteem,  
Than may, with humblest modesty, beseem  
His Love, and Honest-meaning, to expect,  
Whose, Merits have, no visible effect,  
Conducing to your profit; and, from whom  
The best of his intents, are yet to come.  
I cannot think, these Lots, or Emblems, are  
So worthy in themselves, as they'll appear  
In your acceptance; Or, that they can give,  
Such Grace to you, as they'll from you receive.  
Yet, if you please, they may be, otherwhile,  
A profitable means, to help beguile  
A Melancholy thought; And, have the power  
To shorten (without loss) a tedious hour.  
Sometime (no doubt) content you are in walk  
In Artless Groves; Or, to admit the talk  
Of rustic swains (though every day you might  
Yourself in well-trimed garden-bowr's, delight,  
Or, hear the learnedst Muses, when you please;)  
Even so, for change you may, perhaps, in these  
A Recreation find; and, in some measure,  
A Profit, intermixed with your Pleasure.  
I will not make my Promises too large,  
Lest, my Performances, they overcharge  
With Expectation: but, I leave them, SIR,  
To be, and to be thought, the same they are.  
And, if your EXCELLENCE, (when you behold  
The Ground whereon I first became so bold,  
To make this Entrance) shall vouchsafe to deign  
Those Favours, which, I dare not think to gain  
By Meer-deserving; you may then, perchance,  
My willingness, to ableness advance:  
And reap in me (when ripened they are grown)  
Some timely fruits, of that, which you have sown.  
Till then, let it suffice, that I profess  
A cheerful, and a thankful readiness  
To honour you; and, openly to show  
The duty, which, it may appear, I own  
To HIM that's gone. And, let your GRACE descend  
To take this Pledge, of what I more intent.  
Who am in all humility Your GRACES to be commanded, GEO: WITHER.   


If well thou dost, and well intent,  
Thou shalt be crowned, in the end.   

SI RECTE fancies.   

ILLUSTR. I. Book. 3  
WHen, many, for the chiefest Garland run,  
That height of Glory, can befall but one;  
Yet, Wreaths there are, for every man prepared,  
According as he meriteth reward:  
And, though the work deserveth little meed,  
Grace, prints a worth, on every willing-deed,  
Which forms it currant; and, doth gracious make  
Man's weak endeavours, for GOD's promise sake.  
All seek the selfsame prize; but, do not seek,  
With mends, and, with endeavours, all alike.  
Most, with the Wreath; but, few those things will do,  
That may be helpful to attain thereto:  
And, some (that will be doing) more delight  
In doing their own will, then doing right.  
One, thinks by airy titles, to achieve  
The palm he seeks; Another, doth believe  
'tis gained, by giving to his Appetite,  
The fullness of his Bodies vain delight:  
To reach their aim, some others nourish hopes,  
By scrambling up unto the dunghill-tops;  
Of temporal Riches: and, of all the ways,  
Most think this course deserves the greatest praise.  
But, this our Emblem's Motto, doth imply,  
That, nothing Man possesseth outwardly  
Can purchase him the crown, that should be sought,  
Like rightly-doing, what is rightly-taught.  
And, that, God never passed any doom.  
To bar their bliss, who righteous would become:  
For, even to Cain he said (of sin detected)  
If well thou dost, thou shalt be well respected.    


A little Wit, may stand in stead,  
When Strength doth fail, in time of need.   
SUPERAT SOLERTIA VIRES.  

ILLUSTR. II. Book. 3  
THe squirrel, when she must go seek her food,  
By making passage through some neighbouring flood,  
(And fears to be devoured by the stream)  
Thus, helps her weakness, by a Stratagem.  
On blocks, or chips, which on the waves do float,  
She nimbly leaps; and, making them her boat  
(By help of winds, of Current, and of Tide)  
Is wafred over to the further side.  
Thus, that, which for the Body proves unfit,  
Must often be acquired by the Wit.  
And, what our outward fortune's shall deny,  
Our providence must labour to supply.  
Those Casualties, which may our need befriend,  
We should with heedful diligence attend;  
And, watch to seize those oppurtunities,  
Which, men of abler fortunes may despise.  
Some Birds, when they an Oyster would unlock,  
Mount up, and let it fall upon a Rock;  
And, when the Cockles on the shore's lie gasping,  
(At every Tides approach their Shells unclasping)  
Crows cast in pebbles, and so take that meat  
By craft, which by their force they could not get.  
We, by indeav'ring thus, may gain, at length,  
That, which at first appears above our strength.  
By little Screws an entrance we may make,  
Where Bars of Iron cannot passage break.  
Small Engines lift huge weights; and, we have heard,  
That one wiseman (though poor without regard)  
May save a City, when the Men of war,  
And, all their captains, at a non plus are.    


To Kings, both Sword and Mace pertain;  
And, these they do not bear in vain.   

NON SINE CAUSA.   

ILLUSTR. III. Book. 3  
WHen thou beholdest, upon a Day of State,  
The King (or, some inferior Magistrate)  
Walk forth in public, and the royal Mace,  
The Sword, or sceptre borne before his face:  
Suppose thou not, that those are carried, so,  
In ostentation, or for idle show.  
These vulgar Emblems, are significant;  
And, that authority, which Princes grant  
To Bodies politic, was, heretofore  
Declared, by those ensigns, which they bore.  
The bruising Mace (although, perhaps, with us,  
It be not in these times, restrained thus)  
That branch of royallpower did signify,  
Which doth by Fines, or loss of liberty,  
Correct Offenders. By the Sword, they meant,  
That larger branch of power, to represent,  
Which takes the malefactor's life away;  
And, arms itself; when rebels disobey.  
As often, therefore, as thou shalt espy  
Such Hieroglyphickes of Authority;  
Be mindful, and advised (how mean soe'er  
The Persons, or the Places may appear,  
Who get this power) that still thou honour them:  
Lest, thou in those, the power of God contemn.  
If not for theirs, yet for thy sov'raignes' cause,  
Whom these do personate; Or, for the laws,  
(Which threaten punishment) thyself submit;  
And, suffer what Authority thinks fit:  
For, whatsoever they be that guide the rein,  
He, gave the power, who gave it, not, in vain.    


He, that concealed things will find,  
Must look before him, and behind.   

PANDO RECONDITA.   

ILLUSTR. iu. Book. 3  
THat Head, which in his Temple, heretofore,  
The well-known figure of old Janus bore,  
Retained the form, which pictured here you find;  
A Face before him, and a Face behind.  
And this old hieroglyphic doth comprise  
A multitude of Heathenish Mysteries;  
Which, we omitting, will insist on what  
This Emblem's Motto, chiefly pointeth at.  
In true Divinity, 'tis God alone,  
To whom, all hidden things are truly known.  
He, only, is that ever-present-being,  
Who, by the virtue of his power allseeing,  
Beholds, at one aspect, all things that are,  
That ever shall be, and that ever were.  
But, in a Morall-sense, we may apply  
This double-face, that man to signify,  
Who (whatsoever he undertakes to do)  
Looks, both before him, and behind him, too.  
For, he shall never fruitfully forecast  
Affairs to come, who minds not what is past:  
And, such as do not, oft, before them look,  
May lose the labour, that's already taken.  
By, sometimes, looking backward, we behold  
Those things, which have been done in times of old;  
By looking wisely forward, we foresee  
Such matters, as in future-times will be:  
And, thus, we do not only fruits receive,  
From that short space of time, in which we live;  
But, by this means, we likewise have a share,  
In times to come, and, times that passed are.    


Good Fortune will with him abide,  
That hath true virtue, for his guide.   

VIRTUTE DUCE COMITE FORTUNA   

ILLUSTR. v Book. 3  
THe Gryphon, is the figure of a creature,  
Not found within the Catalogues of Nature:  
But, by those Wits created, who, to show  
Internal things, external Figures drew:  
The Shape, in which this Fiction they expressed,  
Was borrowed from a fowl, and, from a Beast;  
Importing (when their parts were thus combined)  
The virtues, both of Body, and of mind:  
And, Men are said on griffins backs to ride,  
When those mixed virtues, them have dignifyed.  
The Stone (this Brute supporting) may express  
The firm abiding, and the solidness  
Of all true virtues. That, long-winged Ball,  
Which doth appear fast-linked therewithal,  
The gifts of changing Fortune, do imply:  
And, all those things together, signify,  
That, when by suchlike virtue's Men are guided,  
Good Fortune cannot be from them divided.  
If this be true (as true I this believe)  
Why should we murmur, why repine, or grieve,  
As if our Studies, or our honest pains,  
Deprived were of some deserved gains?  
Why should we think the world hath done us wrong,  
Because we are not registered among  
Those thriving men, who purse up every day,  
For twelve hours' labour more than twelve months' pay?  
If we our pains rewarded cannot see,  
We count our Merits greater than they be.  
But if we bide content, our worth is more;  
And rich we are, though others think us poor.    


When prosperous our affairs do grow;  
God's Grace it is, that makes them so.   

FLOREBO PROSPICIENTE DEO.   

ILLUSTR. vi Book. 3  
Such pleasant flowers, as here are shadowed out  
(fullgrown, well trimmed, and strongly fenced about)  
At first, perchance, had planting (where they stand)  
And, husbanding, by some good gard'ners' hand:  
But, when to perfect ripeness, they are grown,  
(And, spread forth leaves, and blossoms, fully blown)  
They draw it from the virtue of the sun,  
Which worketh, when the gard'ners' work is done:  
For, lost were all his travail, and his praise,  
Unless that Planet cheer them with his rays.  
In this our Pilgrimage, it fares with us  
(In all our hopes, and all our labours) thus.  
For, whatsoever business we intent,  
On God, our good successes do depend.  
Our Hands may build; but, structures vain we make,  
Till God, to be Chief builder, undertake.  
To wall a City, we may bear the cost;  
But, he must guard it, or, the town is lost:  
The ploughman useth diligence to sow;  
But, God must bless it, or, no corn will grow:  
Yea, though Paul plant, and, though Apollo water,  
They spend their sweat, upon a fruitless matter,  
Till God, from heaven, their labours please to bless,  
And crown their travails, with a good increase.  
Let, therefore, those that flourish, like this flower,  
(And, may be withered, ere another hour)  
Give God the praise, for making of their Seeds  
Bring forth sweet flowers, that, else, had proved Weeds:  
And, me despise not, though I thrive not so;  
For, when, God pleaseth, I shall flourish too.    


If thou thy Duties truly do,  
Of thy Reward, be hopeful too.   

FAC ET SPERA.   

ILLUSTR. VII. Book. 3  
SOme Sects are found, who so believing be,  
They think themselves from legall-workings free;  
And, so they live, as if they stood in fear  
That, with goodworks, their God offended were.  
Another sort we know, who credit not,  
That any hope of mercy can be got,  
Till they themselves, by their externall-deed,  
Have merited the favours they shall need:  
And, so they prise their workings; that, for Grace,  
They seem to disallow all useful place.  
Both sorts, their errors may be purged from,  
When to the Fiery-tryall they shall come.  
So, likewise, may another Faction too,  
That err more deadly than these former do.  
These do (forsooth) affirm, that God's decree  
Before all Worlds (what Words can fouler be?)  
Debarred the greatest part of humane-race,  
Without respecting sin, from hope of Grace;  
And, that, howe'er this number shall indeaver,  
They must continue Reprobates, for ever.  
The first, are errors of Impiety;  
But, this, ascends the top of blasphemy;  
despoils Religion wholly of her fruits;  
And, wrongeth God in all his Attributes.  
These errors, therefore shun; and, so believe,  
That we thy Faith, may by thy works perceive.  
So work, that thy believing may approve  
Thou wroughtst not for thy Wages; but, for love.  
For (whatsoever thou be) if thus thou do,  
Thou mayst have hopes, and, God will grant them too.    


By wisdom, things which pass away,  
Are best preserved from decay.   

RERUM SAPIENTIA CUSTOS.   

ILLUSTR. VIII. Book. 3  
THe laurel, which is given for a crown  
(To men deserving Glory, and renown)  
Is figured here, those noble deeds to show,  
For which, the Wreaths of Honour, we bestow.  
Two Serpents (WISDOME'S Emblems) twisted are  
About this branch of laurel, to declare,  
That, wisdom is the surest means to save  
Our Names and Actions, from Oblivion's Grave.  
The Snakes are two, perhaps, to signify  
That Morall-wit, and Christian policy  
(united both together) do contrive  
The safest guard, and best preservative.  
Consider this, all ye, that trust your Names  
To Marble Monuments; or, mount your Fames  
By those poor means, which fools and Knaves pursue;  
And, may effect as easily as you:  
Nay, with more ease; and, overtop you too,  
When you have done the best, your wits can do.  
I say, consider this; and, let the Pen  
Of learned, wise, and understanding men,  
Renown your worths, and register the story  
Of your deserved, and, well-gotten glory;  
Lest, else, it suffer close-imprisonments,  
Within the walls of such poor Monuments,  
As oft are built, to leave it quite forgotten,  
Whose bones they covered, ere those bones be rotten.  
But, you shall best preserve your Honest-fame,  
Your works, your Hopes, and Honours of your Name,  
If you yourselves be wise; and, so provide  
That Prudence, all your works, and Speeches guide.    


Good Hopes, we best accomplish may,  
By labouring in a constant-Way.   

LABOUR ET CONSTANTIA.   

ILLUSTR. IX. Book. 3  
SOme folks there are, (and many men suppose,  
That I myself, may pass for one of those)  
Who many likely Businesses intent,  
Yet, bring but very few, unto an end.  
Which folly to prevent, this Emblem, here,  
Did in a lucky hour, perhaps, appear.  
For, as to draw a Circle, with our hand,  
We cause the brazen Compasses to stand  
With one foot firmly fixed one the ground;  
And move the other in a Constant-round:  
Right so, when we shall purpose to proceed  
In any just, and profitable deed,  
We first, should by a constant-resolution,  
Stand firm, to what we put in execution:  
And, then, with perseverance, labour out  
Those workings, which we are employed about.  
For, we with constant-liking, must elect  
Those Businesses, we purpose to effect:  
Or else, our time, our labour, and our cost,  
Will, oft, be much in vain, or wholly lost.  
With constant-labour, we must follow, too,  
Those things, which we resolved are to do;  
Or, else, our hopes will never be effected,  
How warily soe'er we have projected.  
Long journeys I abhor; yet, otherwhile  
I mean a Furlong, and perform a Mile.  
I greatly fear Long-labours to begin;  
Yet, some I finish, when I'm entered in:  
And, if in Labour, I more constant grow,  
How I improve, hereafter, you shall know.    


Ere thou a fruitfull-Cropp shalt see,  
Thy ground must ploughed and harro'wd be.   

EVERTIT ET AEQUAT.   

ILLUSTR. X. Book. 3  
BEfore the ploughman hopeful can be made,  
His untilled earth good Hay or corn will yield,  
He breaks the hillocks down, with Plough or Spade;  
And, harrows over, all the cloddy Field.  
Then, from the leaveld-ground, at last, he mows  
That Cropp of grass, which he had hope to gain;  
Or, there, doth reap the fruit of what he sows,  
With profit, which contents him for his pain.  
Our craggle-Nature must be tilled, thus,  
Before it will, for Herbs of Grace, be fit.  
Our high-conceit, must down be broke in us;  
Our heart is proud, and God must humble it.  
Before good Seed, in us will rooting take,  
Afflictions ploughs and harrows, must prepare us:  
And, that the truer level, he may make,  
When we are sunk too low, God's hand must rear us.  
Then, neither stormings of adversity,  
Shall drown the Seeds of Hope, which we have sown;  
Nor shall the sunbeams of prosperity,  
Dry up their moisture, ere they ripe are grown.  
Oh Lord, thou knowst the nature of my mind;  
Thou knowst my body's tempers what they are;  
And, by what means, they shall be best inclined  
Such Fruits to yield, as they were made to bear.  
My barren soul, therefore, manure thou so;  
So, harrow it; so empty, and so fill;  
So raise it up, and bring it down, so low  
As best may lay it level to thy Will.  
In this Desire, the work is well begun;  
Say thou the Word, and all is fully done.    


True Knowledge is a constant Friend,  
Whose Friendship, never shall have end.   

SCIENTIA IMMUTABILIS.   

ILLUSTR. XI. Book. 3  
BY viewing this fixt-Head, enwreathed with bays,  
(And, what the Motto round about it says)  
Your apprehensions, eye, may partly see  
What constant virtues, in true Knowledge be.  
For, if right placed it be, it ever will  
Continue in the same condition, still:  
And, though it make men's manners to be changed;  
Yet, never is it, from itself, estranged:  
Nor doth, nor can it, cease to be a Friend,  
What Fate soever, shall on us attend.  
When Wealth is lost, or faileth to besteed us;  
She finds out honest means to cloth and feed us.  
In fare, and foreign Lands, she will become,  
As kind, and as familiar, as at home;  
And, traveleth, without the costly cumber,  
Of Carriages, or Clokebagges full of Lumber.  
No Place can from our presence, her enclose;  
Nor is she frighted from us by our Foes.  
No pickthanks, of her Favours, can bereave us;  
No Promises, can woe her to deceive us.  
In Youth, in Age, in sickness, and in grief,  
She bringeth Consolation and relief:  
And, is in all estates, a blessing to us,  
So constant (and so apt, all helps to do us)  
That, he for whom, such Knowledge, God provideth,  
Enjoys a Friend, that always firm abideth.  
Lord, I am friendless left; therefore, to me,  
This Knowledge, and this Friend, vouchsafe to be:  
For, thou that wisdom art, (from heaven descending)  
Which, neither hath beginning, change, nor ending,    


By studiousness, in virtue's ways  
Men gain an universall-praise.   

VIRTUTE AC STUDIO PER ORBEM FAMA PERPETUA COMPARATUR.   

ILLUSTR. XII. Book. 3  
WHen Emblems, of too many parts consist,  
Their Author was no choice Emblematist:  
But, is like those, that wast whole hours, to tell  
What, in three minutes, might be said as well.  
Yet, when each member is interpreted,  
Out of these vulgar Figures, you may read  
A moral, (altogether) not unfit  
To be remembered, even, by men of wit.  
And, if the kernel prove to be of worth,  
No matter from what shell we drew it forth.  
The Square whereon the Globe is placed, here,  
Must virtue be; That Globe upon the Square,  
Must mean the World; The Figure, in the Round,  
(Which in appearance doth her Trumpet sound)  
Was made for Fame; The book she bears, may show,  
What Breath it is, which makes her Trumpet blow:  
The Wreath, enclosing all, was to intent  
A glorious Praise, that never shall have end:  
And, these, in one summed up, do seem to say;  
That, (if men study in a vertuous-way)  
The Trumpet of a never-ceasing Fame,  
Shall through the world proclaim their praiseful Name.  
Now Reader, if large Fame, be thy ambition,  
This Emblem doth inform, on what condition  
She may be gained. But, (herein, me believe)  
Thy study for meere-praise, will thee deceive:  
And, if thy virtues, be, but only, those  
For which the vulgar Fame, her Trumpet blows,  
Thy Fame's a blast; Thy virtues, Vices be;  
Thy study's vain; and, shame will follow thee.    


Above thy Knowledge, do not rise,  
But, with sobriety, be wise,   

NOLI ALTUM SAPERE.   

ILLUSTR. XIII. Book. 3  
EXalt thou not thyself, though, placed thou be,  
Upon the top of that old Olive-tree,  
From whence the natural branches pruned have been,  
That, thou, the better, mightst be grafted in.  
Be not so over-wise, as to presume  
The gardener, for thy goodness, did assume  
Thy small Crab-Olive, to insert it, there,  
Where, once, the sweetest-berries, growing were:  
Nor let thy Pride those few old-boughes contemn,  
Which, yet, remain upon their ancient stem;  
Because, thy new-incorporated sprays,  
Do more enjoy the sun's refreshing rays:  
But, humbled rather, and, more awful be;  
Lest, he that cut off them, do break down thee.  
Be wise, in what may to thy good, belong;  
But, seek not Knowledge, to thy neighbours wrong:  
Be thankful for the Grace thou hast received,  
But, judge not those, who seem thereof bereaved;  
Nor into those forbidden secrets peep,  
Which God-Almighty, to himself doth keep.  
Remember what our Father Adam found,  
When he for Knowledge, sought beyond his bound.  
For, doubtless, ever since, both good and ill  
Are left with Knowledge, intermingled still;  
And, (if we be not humble, meek, and wary)  
We are in daily danger, to miscarry.  
Large, proves the fruit which on the Earth doth lie;  
Winds, break the twig, that's grafted over-high;  
And, he that will, beyond his bounds, be wise,  
Becomes a very fool, before he dies.    


When each man keeps unto his Trade,  
Then, all things better will be made.   

TRACTANT FABRILIA FABRI.   

ILLUSTR. XIV. Book. 3  
WE more should thrive, and err the seldomer,  
If we were like this honest Carpenter,  
Whose Emblem, in reproof of those, is made,  
That love to meddle, farther than their Trade.  
But, most are now exceeding cunning grown  
In every man's affairs, except their own:  
Yea, cobblers think themselves not only able,  
To censure; but, to mend Apelles' Table.  
Great-Men, sometime, will gravely undertake  
To teach, how brooms and mortar, we should make.  
Their Indiscretions, Peasants imitate,  
And boldly meddle with affairs of State.  
Some housewives teach their Teachers how to pray,  
Some Clarks, have showed themselves, as wife as they;  
And in their Callings, as discreet have been,  
As if they taught their Grandames how to spin:  
And, if these customs, last a few more Ages,  
All Countries will be nothing else, but Stages  
Of evill-acted, and mistaken parts;  
Or, Gallemaufries, of imperfect Arts.  
But, I myself (you'll say) have meddlings made,  
In things, that are improper to my Trade.  
No; for, the muses are in all things free;  
Fit subject of their Verse, all Creatures be;  
And, there is nothing named so mean, or great,  
Whereof they have not Liberty to treat.  
Both Earth and heaven, are open unto these;  
And (when to take more liberty they please)  
They Worlds, and things, create, which never were;  
And, when they list, they play, and meddle, there.    


A Shepherd careful of the sheep,  
At all times, faithful Watch doth keep.   

NON DORMIT QUI CUSTODIT.   

ILLUSTR. XV. Book. 3  
THe Figure of a stork in elder days,  
Was used in hieroglyphic, many ways:  
But, when one foot, thus grasped a Peple-stone,  
The other being firmly fixed on  
The Staff episcopal; in that position,  
It makes an Emblem, of a late edition:  
By some, thought not improper, to express  
Their painful, and their serious, watchfulness,  
Who take upon themselves, the Pastoral care;  
And, in that Function, truly watchful are.  
The Shepherds-Crooke, doth some expression make  
Of that regard, which, of their Flocks, they take.  
The Pebble in the foot, doth seem to show,  
That, these must farther diligence bestow,  
(And, use their utmost power) themselves to keep  
From slothful Ease; and from intemperate sleep:  
For, he that hath such Duties undertook,  
(And, must the lives of others overlook)  
Shall find himself, unto himself become  
A burden, and a Charge more troublesome  
Then all his flock, unless, he still provide  
His own, aswell as others ways, to guide.  
Now, though this Emblems moral doth concern  
The clergy most; yet, hence we all may learn  
Strict watch to keep; since, unto all that be,  
A watchman's place belongs, in some degree.  
Which, to discharge, if we endeavour, still,  
Our universal Shepherd aid us will,  
And us from harms and error he will keep,  
For, He that guardeth Isr'ell doth not sleep.    


Our days, until our Life hath end,  
In Labours, and in Hopes, we spend.   

IN SPE ET LABORE TRANSIGO VITAM.   

ILLUSTR. XVI. Book. 3  
AS soon as our first Parents disobeyed,  
Forthwith a Curse, for their offence, was laid,  
Enforcing them, and their succeeding race,  
To get their Food, with sweating of the Face.  
But, afterward, this doom to mitigate,  
(And ease the miseries of their estate)  
God gave them Hope, that she might help them bear  
The burdens of their travail, and their care.  
A Woman with an Anchor, and a Spade,  
An Emblem of that Mystery is made:  
And, this Estate, we all continue in,  
By God's free mercy, and our proper Sinne.  
By sin, the Labour is on us entailed;  
By Grace, it is, that Hoping hath not failed;  
And, if in Hope, our Labours we attend,  
That Curse will prove a Blessing, in the end.  
My Lot is Hope, and Labour; and, between  
These Two, my Life-time hath prolonged been:  
Yet, hitherto, the best of all my pain,  
With most of all my Hopes have been in vain;  
And to the worldward, I am like to waste  
My time in fruitless labours, till the last.  
However, I have still my Hopes as fair  
As he, that hath no tempt to despair;  
And, change I will not, my last hours for theirs,  
Whose Fortune, more desirable appears;  
Nor cease to Hope and Labour, though, of most,  
My Hope and Labour be adjudged lost:  
For, though I lose the shadow of my pains,  
The stubstance of it, still, in God, remains.    


Man's life, no Temper, more doth bless,  
Then Simple-prudent-harmelessenesse.   

PRUDENTE SIMPLICITATE.   

ILLUSTR. XVII. Book. 3  
WHen from the harmless turtle, and the Snake,  
Their most commended properties we take,  
(And, mix them well) they make a composition,  
Which yields a temper of the best condition.  
Yet, wickedness, or sorrow, doth abound,  
Where, any one of these, alone, is found:  
For, whensoe'er the Serpents-braine we find,  
With which, there is no Dove like-mockenesse joined,  
(Without all peradventure) thence proceeds,  
All harmful fraud, and all injurious deeds.  
And, where such meekness as doth seem to be  
In harmless Doves, divided you shall see  
From that discretion, and that policy,  
Which in the serpent's head, is thought to lie;  
They liable to every wrong become;  
And, to itself, make virtue burdensome.  
But, where these two are joined, they procure  
A life so sweet, so rich, and so secure,  
That, all the powers of Malice cannot shake  
Their outworks, nor within them, terrors make.  
Vouchsafe thou oh my God vouchsafe, in me,  
That these two virtues may united be.  
Such Prudence give, as never will disdain  
The dovelike innocence, to retain.  
That meekness, grant me, which delighteth not,  
Itself, with indiscretion, to besot:  
But, let these two, each other so defend,  
And, so, in me continue, till my end,  
That, simple prudence, I may still possess,  
Although the World shall count it foolishness.    


Where ere we dwell, the heavens are near;  
Let us but fly, and we are there.   

TRANSITUS CELER EST ET AVOLAMUS.   

ILLUSTR. XVIII. Book. 3  
WHy, with a trembling faintness, should we fear  
The face of Death? and, fond linger here,  
As if we thought the Voyage to be gone  
Lay through the shades of Styx or Acheron?  
Or, that we either were to travel down  
To uncouth depths, or up some heights unknown?  
Or, to some place remote, whose nearest end  
Is farther than earth's limits do extend?  
It is not by one half that distance, thither  
Where Death, let's in, as it is any whither:  
No not by half so fare, as to your bed;  
Or, to that place, where you should rest your head,  
If on the ground you laid yourself (even there)  
Where at this moment you abiding are.  
This Emblem shows (if well you look thereon)  
That, from your Glass of life, which is to run,  
There's but one step to Death; and, that you tread  
At once, among the Living, and, the Dead.  
In whatsoever Land, we live or die,  
God is the same; And, heaven is, there, as nigh  
As in that place, wherein, we most desire  
Our souls, with our last breathing, to expire.  
Which things, well heeding; let us not delay  
Our journey, when we summoned are away,  
(As those enforced Pilgrims use to do,  
That know not whither, nor, how fare they go)  
Nor let us dream that we in Time, or Place,  
Are fare from ending our uncertain Race.  
But, let us fix on heaven, a faithful eye,  
And, still, be flying thither, till we die.    


His Pace, must wary be, and slow,  
That hath a Slippery-way to go.   

PEDE TENTIM.   

ILLUSTR. XIX. Book. 3  
A traveller, when he must undertake  
To seek his passage, o'er some Frozen Lake,  
With leisure, and with care, he will assay  
The glassy smoothness of that Icie-way,  
Lest he may slip, by walking overfast;  
Or, break the crackling Pavement, by his haste:  
And, so (for want of better taking heed)  
Incur the mischiefs of Vnwary-speed.  
We are all travellers; and, all of us  
Have many passages, as dangerous,  
As Frozen lakes; and, Slippery-wayes, we tread,  
In which our Lives may soon be forfeited,  
(With all our hopes of lifeeternall, too)  
Unless, we well consider what we do.  
There is no private Way, or public Path,  
But rubs, or holes, or slipp'tinesse it hath,  
Whereby, we shall with mischiefs meet; unless,  
We walk it, with a stedfast-wartnesse.  
The steps to Honour, are on pinnacles  
Composed of melting Snow, and icicles;  
And, they who tread not nicely on their tops,  
Shall on a sudden slip from all their hopes.  
Yea, even that way, which is both sure and holy,  
And, leads the mind from Vanities and Folly,  
Is with so many other path-ways crossed,  
As, that, by rashness, it may soon be lost;  
Unless, we well deliberate, upon  
Those Tracts, in which our ancestors have gone:  
And, they who with more haste, than heed, will run,  
May lose the way, in which they well begun.    


Our Pelican, by bleeding, thus,  
Fulfilled the Law, and cured Vs.   

PRO LEGE ET PRO GREGE.   

ILLUSTR. XX. Book. 3  
Look here, and mark (her sickly birds to feed)  
How freely this kind Pelican doth bleed.  
See, how (when other Salves could not be found)  
To cure their sorrows, she, herself doth wound;  
And, when this holy Emblem, thou shalt see,  
Lift up thy soul to him, who died for thee.  
For, this our hieroglyphic would express  
That Pelican, which in the wilderness  
Of this vast World, was left (as all alone)  
Our miserable Nature to bemoan;  
And, in whose eyes, the tears of pity stood,  
When he beheld his own unthankful Brood  
His Favours, and his Mercies, then, contemn,  
When with his wings he would have brooded them:  
And, sought their endless peace to have confirmed,  
Though, to procure his ruin, they were armed.  
To be their Food, himself he freely gave;  
His Heart was pierced, that he their souls might save.  
Because, they disobeyed the Sacred-will,  
He, did the Law of righteousness fulfil;  
And, to that end (though guiltless he had been)  
Was offered, for our Vniversall-sinne.  
Let me Oh God for ever, fix mine eyes  
Upon the Merit of that sacrifice:  
Let me retain a due commemoration  
Of those dear Mercies, and that bloody Passion,  
Which here is meant; and, by true Faith, still, feed  
Upon the drops, this Pelican did bleed;  
Yea, let me firm unto thy Law abide,  
And, ever love that flock, for which he died.    


Be just; for, neither Sea nor Land,  
Shall hide thee from the Royall-hand.   

DISCITE justitiam.   

ILLUSTR. XXI. Book. 3  
THat, which we call the Sea-horse, is a Creature,  
Whereby the Priests of Egypt, wont were,  
To typify an Ill-disposed nature;  
And, such, as to their Parents, cruel are:  
Because, this Monster (as their Authors writ)  
When strong he grows, becometh so ingrate,  
That he pursues, with violent despite,  
His old and weakly Sire, which him begat.  
Contrariwise, the stork, they figured, then,  
When they occasion had, to signify  
The good condition, of those honest men,  
Who pleasure take, in works of Piety:  
Because, the storks, not only harmed none,  
But, holp their aged Parents in their need;  
And, those offensive Serpents, preyed upon,  
Which, in the fens of Egypt, yearly, breed.  
The Royall-Crowne, therefore, supporting thus  
That pious fowl, and overtopping, here,  
The wicked, and the fierce Hyppotamus,  
May serve to comfort, and to keep in fear.  
For, it informs, that, if we pious grow,  
And love our Princes (who those Parents be,  
To whom all Subjects, filial duties own)  
The blessings of their Favours, we shall see.  
It shows us, also, that, if we affect  
Vnrighteous-wayes, no Wit, or Strength of our,  
Nor any Vncouth-place, shall us protect  
From being reached, by the Sov'raigne-power.  
The way of justice, therefore, learn thou still,  
For love of goodness, or for fear of iii.    


Take wing, my soul, and mount up higher;  
For, Earth, fulfils not my Desire.   

NON EST MORTALE QUOD OPTO.   

ILLUSTR. XXII. Book. 3  
WHen Ganymed, himself was purifying,  
Great Jupiter, his naked beauty spying,  
Sent forth his eagle (from below to take him)  
A blessed Inhabitant, in heaven to make him:  
And, there (as Poets feigned) he doth still,  
To Jove, and other God heads, Nectar fill.  
Though this be but a Fable, of their feigning,  
The moral is a Real truth, pertaining  
To every one (which harbours a desire  
Above the Starry Circles, to aspire.)  
By Ganymed, the soul is understood,  
That's washed in the Purifying flood  
Of sacred baptism (which doth make her seem  
Both pure and beautiful, in God's esteem.)  
The eagle, means that heavenly Contemplation,  
Which, after Washings of Regeneration,  
Lifts up the mind, from things that earthly be,  
To view those Objects, which Faith's Eyes do see.  
The Nectar, which is filled out, and given  
To all the blessed Inhabitants of Heaven,  
Are those Delights, which (Christ hath said) they have,  
When some Repentant soul begins to leave  
Her foulness; by renewing of her birth,  
And, slighting all the Pleasures of the Earth.  
I ask not, Lord, those Blessings to receive,  
Which any Man hath power to take, or give;  
Nor, what this World affords; for, I contemn  
Her Favours; and have seen the best of them:  
Nay, heaven itself, will unsufficient be,  
Unless, Thou, also, give thyself, to me.    


Through many spaces, Time doth run,  
And, endeth, where it first begun.   

IN SE SUA PER UESTIGIA UOLUITUR.   

ILLUSTR. XXIII. Book. 3  
OLd Sages by the Figure of the Snake  
(Encircled thus) did oft expression make  
Of Annuall-Revolutions; and of things,  
Which wheel about in everlasting-rings;  
There ending, where they first of all begun,  
And, there beginning, where the Round was done.  
Thus, do the Planets; Thus, the Seasons do;  
And, thus, do many other Creatures, too.  
By minutes, and by hours, the Spring steals in,  
And, rolleth on, till Summer doth begin:  
The Summer brings on autumn, by degrees;  
So ripening, that the eye of no man sees  
Her Entrances. That Season, likewise, hath  
To Winter ward, as leisurely a path:  
And, then, cold Winter wheeleth on amain,  
Until it bring: the Spring about again,  
With all those Resurrections, which appear,  
To wait upon her coming, every year.  
These Roundells, help to show the Mystery  
Of that immense and blessed eternity,  
From whence the creature sprung, and, into whom  
It shall, again, with full perfection come,  
When those Additions, it hath fully had,  
Which all the several orbs of Time can add.  
It is a full, and fairly written scroll,  
Which up into itself, itself doth roll;  
And, by unfolding, and, Infolding, shows  
A Round, which neither End, nor entrance knows.  
And (by this Emblem) you may partly see,  
'tis that which IS, but, cannot uttered be.    


Each Day a Line, small tasks appears:  
Yet, much it makes in threescore years.   

NULLA DIES SINE LINEA.   

ILLUSTR. XXIV. Book. 3  
HEre's but one Line; and, but one Line a Day,  
Is all that task our Motto, seems to lay:  
And; that is thought, perhaps, a thing so small,  
As if it were as good be nought at all.  
But, be not so deceived; For, oft you see  
Small things (in time) great matters, rise to be:  
Yea, that, which when the same was first begun,  
A Trifle seemed, (and easy to be done)  
By long nelect of time, will burdensome,  
And, at the last, impossible, become.  
Great clerks, there are, who shall not leave behind them,  
One good weeks work, for Future Times to mind them,  
(In Callings, either Humane, or Divine)  
Who, by composing but each Day a Line,  
Might Authors, of some famous works appear,  
In sixty, seventy, or in eighty year;  
To which, ten hundred thousands have arrived  
Of whom, we see no sign that e'er they lived.  
And, with much pleasure, we might all effect,  
Those needful Works, which often we neglect,  
(until too late) if we but, now and then  
Did spare one hour to exercise the pen.  
For, still, one-Line, another diaweth on,  
And, Line by Line, great works at last. are done.  
Whereas, does use, and many days misspent,  
Without their Lines, let in discouragement,  
Or, bring despair; which doth so sottish make us,  
That we, to no endeavour can berake us.  
Mark this, and, labour in some honest Way,  
As much as makes, at least, One Line a Day,    


Our outward Hopes will take effect,  
According to the King's aspect.   

AD REGIS NUTUS.   

ILLUSTR. XXV. Book. 3  
WHen Phoebus with a cheerful eye, beholds  
The Flow'r-embroydred earth, and freely spreads  
His beams abroad; behold, the Marigolds  
Begin to rear their low-dejected heads:  
The Tulips, daisies, and the Heliotropes  
Of every kind, their closed Leaves display;  
And (as it were) with new-recovered hopes,  
Attend upon the Ruler of the Day.  
Again, when either in the West he shrowds  
His rays below this Horizon, or hides  
His Face behind the curtains of the clouds;  
They lose their beauties, and abate their prides.  
Thus fares it with a Nation, and their King,  
'Twixt whom there is a native Sympathy.  
His Presence, and his Favours, like the Spring,  
Do make them sweetly thrive, and fructity:  
Yea (like fresh Groves, or flowers of pleasing hue)  
Themselves in all their jollity they show;  
But, they, if with displeasure, them he view,  
Soon lose their Glory, and contemned grow.  
All, are not Heliotropes that favoured grow,  
In Prince's Courts; nor Marigolds, that bear  
The golden blossoms; but some spring below,  
Like daisy, flowers, that in the pathways are:  
Yet all shall feel it, when their Sov'radgues eye  
Doth frown, or smile, regard, or else neglect:  
Yea, it will find them in Obscurity,  
By some disheartening, or some sweet Effect.  
Vouchsafe to shine on me, my Gracious King,  
And then my withered Leaves, will freshly, spring.    


The Right-hand. way, is virtue's Path,  
Though rugged Passages it hath.   

HAC VIRTUTIS ITER.   

ILLUSTR. XXVI. Book. 3  
I Fany covet knowledge of that Path,  
Which thither tends, where Peace her dwelling hath,  
This Emblem (being well observed) will show  
On whether side, it will be best to go.  
The Left▪ hand way, seems to be walked, at ease,  
Through lawns, and downs, and green-swathed Passages;  
And, much allures the Traveller, to try  
The many Pleasures, which do that Way lie.  
The Right-hand-course, is through a Pathlesse-mo●nd  
Of newly ploughed, and deep-furrowed Ground;  
Which, as uneasy seemeth, to be gone,  
As, in appearance, rough to look upon.  
Yet, this is virtue's Path: This Way uneven,  
Is that, which unto every man is given,  
To travail in; and, hath a safer ending,  
Then those, whereon more Pleasures are attending:  
And (though it leads us thither, where we see  
Few promises of outward Glories be)  
It brings (us when we pass the common fight)  
Through easy Tracts, to gain our Heart's delight.  
The other Way (though seeming straight, it lies,  
To Pleasure's palaces, before our eyes)  
Hath many rubs, and perils, which between  
Our Hopes, and us, will always lurk unseen;  
Till we are drawn so fare, that 'twill be vain,  
To seek, with safety, to return again.  
This, let us heed, and, still, be careful, too,  
Which Course is most concerneth us to go.  
And, though the Left-hand-way, more smoothness hath,  
Let us go forward, in the Right-hand-path.    


I was erected for a Bound,  
And I resolve to stand my ground.   

CONCEDO NULLI.   

ILLUSTR. XXVII. Book. 3  
THe Bounder-Stones, held sacred, heretofore,  
Some did so superstitiously adore,  
As, that they did not only reverence do them,  
But, have ascribed a kind of godhead, to them:  
For, Terminus had many a sacrifice,  
As well as other senseless Deities.  
I am not so profane, as to desire  
Such ethnic zeal should set our hearts on fire:  
But, wish I could, Men better did regard  
Those Bounders, which Antiquity hath reared;  
And, that, they would not, with so much delight,  
There, make encroachments, where they have no right▪  
That, every man might keep his own Possessions,  
Our Fathers, used in reverend Processions  
(With zealous prayers, and with praiseful cheer)  
To walk their Parish▪ limits, once a year:  
And, well known marks (which sacrilegious Hands  
Now cut or break) so bord'red out their Lands,  
That, every one distinctly knew his own;  
And, many brawls, now rise, were then unknown.  
But, since neglected, sacred Bounders were,  
Most men Incroachers, and Intruders are:  
They grieve each other, and their deuce they steal,  
From Prince, from Parent, and from commonweal.  
Nay, more; these bold usurpers are so rude;  
That, they, on Christ's Inheritance intrude.  
But, that will be avenged; and (on his right)  
Though such encroach, he will not lose it quite:  
For, he's that Bounder, and that cornerstone,  
Who all confines, and is confined, of none.    


Where Lovers fitly matched be,  
In mutuall-duties, they agree   

MANUS MANUM lavat.   

ILLUSTR. XXVIII. Book. 3  
WOuld God, I could as feelingly infuse▪  
A good effect of what this Emblem shows,  
As I can tell in words, what morals be,  
The use of that, which here you pictured fee.  
Most Lovers, mind their Penny, or their Pleasure;  
Or, painted honours; and, they all things measure,  
Not as they are, but as they helpful seem,  
In compassing those toys, they most esteem.  
Though many wish to gain a faithful Friend,  
They seldom seek one, for the noblest end:  
Nor know they (should they find what they had sought)  
How Friendship should be managed, as it ought.  
Such, as good Husbands covet, or good Wives  
(The dear companions of most happy lives)  
Wrong Courses take to gain them; yet, contemn  
Their honest love, who rightly counsel them:  
And, lest, they unawares the mark may hit,  
They blind their judgements, and befool their wit.  
He, that will find a Friend, must seek out one  
To exercise unfeigned love upon;  
And, mutuall-duties, must both yield▪ and take,  
Not for himself, but, for his Friendship sake.  
Such, as do rightly marry, neither be  
With Dowries caught, nor woo a Pedigree;  
Nor. merely come together, when they wed,  
To reap the youthful pleasures of the Bed:  
But, seek that fitness, and, that Sympathy,  
Which maketh up the perfectest Amity.  
A pair, so matched; like Hands that wash each other,  
As mutual helps, will sweetly live together.    


When Law, and arms, together meet,  
The World descends, to kiss their feet.   

LEGIBUS ET ARMIS.   

ILLUSTR. XXIX. Book. 3  
THe Picture of a Crowned king, here, stands  
Upon a Globe; and, with outstretched hands,  
Holds forth, in view, a Law book, and a Sword:  
Which plain and modern Figures, may afford  
This meaning; that, a King, who hath regard  
To Courts for pleading, and a Court of Guard,  
And, at all times, a due respect will carry,  
To pious laws, and Actions military;  
Shall not be Monarch, only in those Lands,  
That are, by Birth right, under his commands:  
But, also, might (if just occasion were)  
Make this whole Globe of Earth, his power to fear;  
Advance his favourites; and, bring down all  
His opposites, below his pedestal.  
His conquering Sword, in foreign realms, he draws,  
As oft, as there is just, or needful cause:  
At home, in every Province of his Lands,  
At all times, armed are his Trained bands.  
His Royal fleets, are terrors to the Seas;  
At all hours, rigged, for useful Voyages:  
And, often, be his Navy doth increase,  
That war's Provisions, may prolong his Peace.  
Nor, by the tenure of the Sword, alone,  
Delighteth he to hold his awful Throne,  
But, likewise, labours, mischiefs to prevent,  
By wholesome laws, and rightful government.  
For, where the Sword commands, without the Law,  
A Tyrant keeps the Land in slavish awe:  
And, where good laws do want an Armed power,  
Rebellious Knaves, their Princes, will devour.    


Faire-shewes, we should not so much heed,  
As the uprightness of the Deed.   

NON QUAM FORMOSA SED QUAM RECTA.   

ILLUSTR. XXX. Book. 3  
WHen we should use a Ruler, or a Square,  
Or such like Instruments, as useful are,  
In forming other things; we prise not so  
The carving, or the colourable show  
(Which makes them beautiful in outward sight)  
As when, for usefulness, we find them right.  
A warped bow, though strung with silken threads,  
And, crooked arrows, tipped with Golden heads,  
Delight not Archers; tyet, such useless toys  
Be fit enough for Bunglers, and for boys.  
A skilful Artist (in what Art soe'er,  
He seeks, to make his ableness appear)  
Will give large Prices, with much more content,  
To buy a plain (if perfect) Instrument;  
Then, take for nothing (or, for thankes alone)  
An useless tool, though, gay to look upon.  
From whence, observe; that, if there must be sought,  
When mere Mechanick-workes are to be wrought,  
Such Instruments, as rather have esteem  
For their true-being, then for what they seem.  
Much more, should all those Rules be such, whereby  
We go about, ourselves to rectify;  
And, build up, what in Body, or in mind,  
We may defective, or impaired find.  
Else peradventure, that we think to mend,  
More faulty may become, at later end.  
But, hence, I chief learn, to take a care,  
My Life, and Actions, rather be sincere,  
Then seeming such: And, yet, I'll think no shame,  
To seem, to be as honest, as I am.    


My Substance, and my Light, are spent,  
In seeking other men's content.   

ALIIS IN SERVIENDO CONSUMOR.   

ILLUSTR. XXXI. Book. 3  
IF this nigh-wasted Candle, you shall view,  
And, heed it well, it may enlighten you  
To look with more compassion, on their pains,  
Who rob themselves, to multiply your gains.  
The Taper burns, to give another light,  
Even till itself, it hath consumed quite;  
And, all the profit, which it thence doth win,  
Is to be snuffed, by every Commer-in.  
This is the Lot of some, whom I have known,  
Who, freely, all their life-time, have bestown  
In such industrious labour, as appears,  
To further others profits, more than theirs;  
And, all their Patrimonies, well nigh spent,  
The ruining of others, to prevent.  
The wit, the strength, and all the power they had,  
(Which might, by probability, have made  
Good means to raise them, in this world, as high,  
As most, who climb to wealthy dignity)  
Even these, they have bestowed, to better them,  
Who their endeavours, for their pains, contemn.  
These are those Lamps, whose flames, from time to time,  
Have through each Age, and throughour every Clime,  
To one another, that true Light conveyed,  
Which Ignorance, had, else, long since betrayed  
To utter darkness. These, despiteful Pride  
Oft snuffs; and, oft, to put them out, hath tried.  
But, from the brightness of such Lights, as they,  
We got our Light of knowledge, at this day.  
To them, God make us kinder; and to Him,  
More thankful, that we gained such light by them.    


The safest Riches, he shall gain,  
Who always faithful doth remain.   

DITAT SERVATA FIDES.   

ILLUSTR. XXXII. Book. 3  
THe Horne-of-plenty, which Wealth signifies,  
The Hand-in-hand, which Plighted faith implies,  
(Together being painted) seem to teach,  
That, such as will be honest, shall be rich.  
If this be so, why then for Lucre-sake,  
Do many break the Promises they make?  
Why do they cheat and cozen, lie, and swear?  
Why practise they all villainies that are?  
To compass Wealth? And, how do such as they  
Enlarge their ill-got Portions, every day?  
Or, whence proceeds it, that sometimes we see  
Those men grow poor, who faithful seem to be?  
Thus, oft it proves; and, therefore, falsehood can,  
In likelihood, much more enrich a man,  
Then blameless Faith; and, then, the Motto here  
Improper to this Emblem, doth appear.  
But, well enough they suit; and, all is true,  
Which these things (being thus united) show.  
Should it be then concluded, that all those,  
Who poor and honest seem, have made but shows  
Of real Faith? And, therefore, plagued have been  
With public lashes, for their private sin?  
Indeed, sometime it hath succeeded so:  
But, know you should, that, most who richest grow,  
In Outward-wealth, are very poor in that,  
Which brings true plenty, and a blessed Estate:  
And, that, Good men, though poor they seem to be,  
Have Riches, which the Worldling cannot see,  
Now He, who finds himself endowed with such,  
(What e'er we think him) is exceeding rich.    


Poore-Theeves, in Halters, we behold,  
And, great-Theeves, in their chains of gold.   

FURES PRIVATI IN NERVO publici IN Auro   

ILLUSTR. XXXIII. Book. 3  
IF you, this Emblem, well have looked upon,  
Although you cannot help it, yet, bemoan  
The world's black Impudence; and, if you can,  
Continue (or become) an honest man.  
The poor, and petty Pilferers, you see  
On wheels, on Gibbets, and the Gallow three  
Trust up; when they, that fare more guilty are,  
Pearl, silk, and costly Cloth of Tissue, wear.  
Good God how many hath each Land of those,  
Who, neither limb, nor life, nor credit lose  
(But, rather live befriended, and applauded)  
Yet, have of all their livelihoods defrauded  
The helpless widows, in their great distress?  
And, of their Portions, robbed the fatherless?  
Yet, censured others errors, as if none  
Had cause to say, that they amiss have done?  
How many, have assisted to condemn  
Poor souls, for what was never stolen by them?  
And, persecuted others, for that Sin,  
Which they themselves, had more transgressed in?  
How many worthless men, are great become,  
By that, which they have stolen, or cheated from  
Their Lords? or (by some practices unjust)  
From those, by whom they had been put in trust?  
How many Lawyers, wealthy men are grown,  
By taking Fees, for Causes overthrown  
By their defaults? How many, without fear,  
Do rob the King, and God, yet blameless are?  
God knows how many! would I did so, too,  
So I had power to make them better do.    


Whilst thou dost, here, enjoy thy breath,  
Continue mindful of thy Death.   

MEMENTO MORI.   

ILLUSTR. XXXIV. Book. 3  
WHen thou beholdest on this Burying-stone,  
The melancholy Night-bird, sitting on  
The fleshless ruins of a rotten-Skull,  
(Whose Face, perhaps, hath been more beautiful,  
Then thine is now) take up a serious thought;  
And, do as thou art by the Motto taught.  
Remember Death: and mind, I thee beseech,  
How soon, these fowls may at thy window screech;  
Or, call thee (as the common people deem)  
To dwell in Graves, and Sepulchers, by them,  
Where nothing else, but Bats, and owls, appear;  
Or, Goblins, formed by Fancies, and, by fear.  
If thou shalt be advised, to meditate  
Thy latter end, before it be too late,  
(And, whilst thy friends, thy strength, and wits may be  
In likely case, to help and comfort thee)  
There may be courses taken, to divert  
Those Frights, which, else, would terrify thy heart,  
When death draws near; and help thee pluck away  
That Sting, of his, which would thy soul dismay.  
But, if thou madly ramble onward, still,  
Till thou art sinking down that darksome hill,  
Which borders on the Grave (and dost begin  
To see, the Shades of terror, and of sin  
To fly across thy Conscience) 'twill be hard  
To learn this Lesson; or, to be prepared  
For that sad parting, which, will forced be,  
between ethic much beloved World, and thee.  
Consider this, therefore, while Time thou hast,  
And, put not off this business, till the last.    


Do not the golden mean, exceed,  
In Word, in Passion, nor in Deed.   

SERVA modum.   

ILLUSTR. XXXV. Book. 3  
AS is the headstrong Horse, and blockish Mule,  
Even such, without the Bridle, and the Rule,  
Our Nature grows; and, is as mischievous,  
Till Grace, and Reason, come to govern us.  
The Square, and Bridle, therefore let us heed,  
And, thereby learn to know, what helps we need;  
Lest, else, (they failing, timely, to be had)  
Quite out of Order, we, at length, be made.  
The Square, (which is an useful Instrument,  
To shape forth senseless forms) may represent  
The Law: Because, Mankind, (which is by Nature,  
Almost as dull, as is the senselesse-creature,)  
Is thereby, from the native-rudenesse, wrought;  
And in the Way of honest-living taught.  
The Bridle, (which Invention did contrive,  
To rule, and guide the Creature-sensitive)  
May type forth Discipline; which, when the Law,  
Hath schooled the Wit, must keep the Will in awe.  
And, he that can by these, his Passions bound,  
This Emblems meaning, usefully, hath found.  
Lord, let thy sacred Law, at all times, be  
A Rule, a Master, and a glass to me;  
(A Bridle, and a Light) that I may, still,  
Both know my duty, and obey thy Will.  
Direct my Feet; my Hands, instruct thou so,  
That I may neither wander, nor misdo.  
My looks, my Hearing, and my words confine,  
To keep still firm, to every Word of thine.  
On thee, let also my Desires attend:  
And, let me hold this temper, till mine end.    


We then have got the surest prop,  
When God, alone, becomes our Hope.   

FULCRUM tutis simum   

ILLUSTR. XXXVI. Book. 3  
I Should not care how hard my Fortunes were,  
Might still my Hopes be such, as now they are,  
Of helps divine; nor fear, how poor I be,  
If thoughts, yet, present, still may bide in me.  
For, they have left assurance of such aid,  
That, I am of no dangers, now afraid.  
Yea, now I see, me thinks, what weak and vain  
Supporters I have sought, to help sustain  
My fainting heart; when some injurious hand,  
Would undermine the Station where I stand.  
Me thinks, I see how scurvy, and how base,  
It is to scrape for favours, and for grace,  
To men of earthly minds; and unto those,  
Who may, perhaps, before to morrow lose  
Their Wealth, (or their abused authority)  
And, stand as much in want of help as I.  
Me thinks, in this new-rapture, I do see  
The hand of God from heaven supporting me,  
Without those rotten-Ayds, for which I whinde,  
When I was of my other vulgar-minde:  
And, if in some one part of me it lay,  
I, now, could cut that limb of mine away.  
Still, might I keep this mind, there were enough  
Within myself, (beside that cumbring stuff  
We seek without) which, husbanded aright,  
Would make me Rich, in all the world's despite.  
And, I have hopes, that, had she quite bereft me,  
Of those few rags and toys, which, yet, are left me;  
I should on God, alone, so much depend,  
That, I should need, nor Wealth, nor other Friend.    


True virtue, firm, will always bide,  
By whatsoever sufferings tried.   

VIRTUS INEXPUGNABILIS.   

ILLUSTR. XXXVII. Book. 3  
THis is a well-known Figure, signifying,  
A man, whose virtues will abide the trying:  
For, by the nature of the Diamond stone,  
(Which, Violence, can no way work upon)  
That Patience, and long-suffering is intended,  
Which will not be with Injuries offended;  
Nor yield to any base dejectedness,  
Although some bruising power, the same oppress;  
Or, such hard straits, as theirs, that hamm'rings feel,  
Betwixt an anvil, and a Sledge of steel.  
None ever had a perfect virtue, yet,  
But, that most Pretious-stone, which God hath set  
On his right hand, in beaming-Majestie,  
Upon the Ring of blessed eternity.  
And, this, is that impenetrable Stone,  
The Serpent could not leave impression on,  
(Nor sign of any pathway) by temptations,  
Or, by the power of fly insinuations:  
Which wondrous mystery was of those five,  
Whose depth King Solomon could never dive.  
Good God vouchsafe, even for that Diamond-sake,  
That, I may of his preciousness, partake,  
In, all my Trials▪ make me always able  
To bide them, with a mind impenetrable,  
How hard, or oft soe'er, those hamm'rings be,  
Wherewith Afflictions must new fashion me.  
And, as the common Diamonds polished are,  
By their own dust; so, let my errors wear  
Each other out; And, when that I am pure,  
Give me the Lustre, Lord, that will endure.    


Truth, oft oppressed, we may see,  
But, quite suppressed it cannot be.   

VERITAS PREMITUR NON OPPRIMITUR.   

ILLUSTR. XXXVIII. Book. 3  
THis is that fruitful Plant, which when it grows,  
Where wholesome Water in abundance flows,  
Was, by the Psalmist, thought a likely Tree,  
The Emblem, of a blessedman, to be:  
For, many ways, it fitly typifies,  
The Righteous-man, with his proprieties;  
And, those true virtues, which do help increase  
His growing, in the state of blessedness.  
The palm, (in this our Emblem, figured, thus)  
Depressed with a Stone, doth show to us  
The power of Truth: For, as this Tree doth spread,  
And thrive the more, when weights press down the head;  
So, God's eternal Truth (which all the power  
And spite of Hell, did labour to devour)  
Sprung high, and flourished the more, thereby,  
When Tyrants crushed it, with their cruelty.  
And, all inferior Truths, the same will do,  
According as they make approaches to  
The best Perfection; or, as they conduce  
To God's due praise, or some such pious use.  
Lord, still, preserve this Truth's-integritie,  
Although on every side, the wicked prie,  
To spy how they may disadvantage it.  
Yea, Lord, though Sinners in high place do sit,  
(As David saith) yet, let them not oppress  
Thy verity, by their imperiousness.  
But, make both Her, and her Professors, bide  
The Test, like Silver seven times purified.  
That, all truth's lovers, may with comfort see,  
She may depressed, but, not, oppressed be.    


They, who but slowly-paced are,  
By plodding on, way travail fare.   

PAS A PAS.   

ILLUSTR. XXXIX. Book. 3  
THe big-boned ox, in pace is very slow,  
And, in his travail, step by step, doth go,  
So leisurely, as if he tired had been,  
Before his painful journey did begin;  
Yet, all the day, he stiffly ploddeth on,  
Until the labour of the day be done:  
And, seems as fresh (though he his task hath wrought)  
As when to work, he first of all was brought.  
Meanwhile, the palfrey, which more swiftness had,  
Hath lost his breath, or proves a Resty-jade.  
This Emblem, therefore, maketh it appear,  
How much it profiteth, to persevere;  
And, what a little Industry will do,  
If we continue constant thereunto.  
For, meanest Faculties, discreetly used,  
May get the start, of nobler Gifts, abused.  
This, may observed be in many a one:  
For (when their course of life was first begun)  
Some, whose refined wits, aspi'rd as high,  
As if above the spheres, they were to fly:  
By Sloth, or Pride, or over-trusting to  
Their own Sufficiencies, themselves undo.  
Yea and those forward-wits, have lived to see  
Themselves inferiors, unto those, to be,  
Whom, they did in their jollity, contemn,  
As blocks, or dunces, in respect of them.  
Then, learn, Great-wits, this folly to prevent:  
Let Meane-wits, take from hence, encouragement:  
And, let us all, in our affairs proceed,  
With timely leisure, and with comely speed.    


Uncertain, fortune's Favours, be,  
And, as the moon, so changeth she.   

FORTUNA UT LUNA.   

ILLUSTR. XL. Book. 3  
Our Author, peradventure, giveth us  
Dame Fortune (for these Reasons) pictured, thus:  
She hath a Comely-body, to declare,  
How pleasing she doth usually appear  
To them, that love her Favours. She is blind,  
(Or, hath still closed eyes) to put in mind,  
How blindly, and how heedlessly, she throws  
Her Largesse, where her Bounty, she bestows.  
She stands upon a Ball; that, we may learn,  
Of outward things, the tottering, to discern:  
Her Ball hath wings; that it may signify  
How apt her Favours are, away to fly.  
A Scarf displayed by the wind, she bears,  
(And, on her naked-Body, nothing wears)  
To show, that what her favourite enjoys,  
Is not so much for usefulness, as toys.  
Her Head is haireless, all, except before;  
To teach thee, that thy care should be the more  
To hold her foremost kindness, always fast;  
Lest, she do show thee slippery tricks, at last.  
And, lastly, that her changing may be shown;  
She beareth in her Hand a waynedmoone.  
By this Description, you may now descry  
Her true conditions, full as well as I:  
And, if you, still, suppose her, worth such honour,  
You have my leave to woo, and wait upon her.  
Moreover (to her credit) I confess,  
This Motto falsely saith, her fickleness  
Is like the moons: For, she hath frowned on me  
Twelve moons, at least; and, yet, no Change I see    


Until the steel, the Flint shall smite,  
It will afford nor Heat, nor Light.   

ANTE FERIT QUAM FLAMMA MICET.   

ILLUSTR. XLI. Book. 3  
WHilst by the highway-side, the flintstone lies,  
Dry, cold, and hardness, are the properties  
We then perceive: But, when we prove it nigher,  
We find, that, coldness doth enclose a Fire;  
And, that, though rain, nor cloudie-skie appears,  
It will be (many times) bedewed with tears.  
From hence, I mind, that many wronged are  
By being judged, as they, at first, appear;  
And, that, some should be praised, whom we despise,  
If inward-Grace, were seen with outward-Eyes.  
But, this is not that moral (we confess)  
Which this our Emblem, seemeth to express:  
For (if the Motto speak the meaning right)  
It shows, that, hard-afflictions first must smite  
Our hardened hearts, before it will be seen,  
That any light of Grace, in them, hath been.  
Before the Flint will send forth shining rays,  
It must be strucken, by the steel, (it says.)  
Another moral, add we may to this,  
(Which, to the Figure, suits not much amiss.)  
The steel, and Flint, may fitly represent  
Hardhearted men, whose minds will not relent:  
For, when in opposition, such become,  
The fire of Malice, flames and sparkles from  
Their threatening Eyes; which else, close hidden rests,  
Within the closerts of their flinty breasts:  
And, flame outright it will not, (though it smokes)  
Till Strife break passage, for it, by her strokes.  
If any of these morals may do good,  
The purpose of my pains is understood.    


My Wit got Wings and, high had flown.  
But, poverty did keep me down.   

PAUPERTATE PREMOR sublevor INGENIO.   

ILLUSTR. XLII. Book. 3  
YOu little think, what plague it is to be,  
In plight like him, whom pictured here you see.  
His winged-Arme, and his up lifted-eyes,  
Declare, that he hath Wit, and Will, to rise:  
The Stone, which clogs his other hand, may show  
That, poverty and Fortune, keep him low:  
And, 'twixt these two, the body and the Mind,  
Such labours, and such great vexations find,  
That, if you did not such men's wants contemn,  
You could not choose but help, or pity them.  
All Ages had (and, this I know hath some)  
Such men, as to this misery, do come:  
And, many of them, at their Lot, so grieve,  
As if they knew, (or did at least believe)  
That, had their Wealth sufficed them to aspire  
(To what their wits deserve, and they desire)  
The present Age. and future Ages too,  
Might gain have had, from what they thought to do.  
Perhaps I dreamed so once: But, God be praised,  
The Clog which kept me down, from being raised,  
Was chained so fast, that (if such dreams I had)  
My thoughts, and long, are not now so mad.  
For, plain I see, that, had my Fortunes brought  
Such Wealth, at first, as my small Wit hath sought;  
I might myself, and others, have undone,  
Instead of Courses, which I thought to run.  
I find my poverty, for me was fit;  
Yea, and a Blessing, greater than my Wit:  
And, whether, now, I rich or poor become,  
'tis nor much pleasing, nor much troublesome.    


A mischief, hardly can be done,  
Where many-pow'rs are knit in one.   

VIRTUS UNITA FORTIOR.   

ILLUSTR. XLIII. Book. 3  
OBserve the Sheafe of arrows, figured here;  
And, how the power, and fury, of the bear  
(Though he attempt it) no device can find  
To break one slender-shaft, while they are joined:  
Whereas, were they divided, strength but small,  
Like rotten Kexes, would soon break them all.  
This Emblem, therefore, fitly doth imply  
That Safeguard, which is found in unity;  
And, shows, that, when Dis-union is begun,  
It breedeth dangers, where before were none.  
The Psalmist, numerous offsprings, doth compare  
To Quivers, that with Shafts replenished are.  
When unity hath knit them in her hands,  
They prove like arrows in a giant's hands.  
And, though, for these, their Foes in wait have laid,  
They shall not be suprized, nor made afraid.  
Consider this, ye Children of one Sire,  
'Twixt whom, is kind ad some contentious fire,  
And, reconciled be, left 〈◊〉, at length,  
Consume away the marrow of your strength;  
Or, by dividing, of your joyned-pow'r,  
Make way for those, who study to devour.  
Yea, let us all consider, as we ought,  
What Lesson, by this Emblem, we are taught.  
For, we are Brethren all; and (by a blood  
More precious, than our natural brotherhood)  
Not knit, alone, but mingled, as it were,  
Into a League; which is, by much, more dear,  
And, much more dangerous, to be undone,  
Then all the Bands, that can he thought upon.    


They, best enjoy their heart's desires,  
In whom, Love, kindles mutuall-fires.   

AMORE MUTUO.   

ILLUSTR. XLIV. Book. 3  
WHat may the reason be, that, when Desire  
Hath kindled in the breast, a Loving-fire,  
The Flame, which burned awhile, both clear & strong,  
Becomes to be extinguished, ere long?  
This Emblem gives the reason; for, it shows,  
That, when Affection, to perfection grows,  
The Fire, which doth enlighten, first, the same,  
Is made an equal, and a mutuall-flame.  
These burning Torches, are alike in length;  
To show, Love equal, both in time, and strength.  
They, to each otherward, their Flames extend,  
To teach us, that, True-lovers have no end  
Pertaining to self-love; and, lo, between  
These Two, one Flaming heart, is to be seen;  
To signify, that, they, but one, remain  
In mind; though, in their Persons, they are twain.  
He, doubtless, then, who loved, and, giveth over,  
Deserveth not the Title of a Lover at  
Or, else, was unrequited in Affection,  
And, was a Lover, with some imperfection.  
For, Love, that loves, and is not loved as much,  
May perfect grow; but, yet, it is not such,  
Nor can be, till it may that object have,  
Which gives a Heart, for what it would receive:  
And, looks not so much outward, as to heed  
What seems within, to want, or to exceed.  
Whether our Emblem's Author, thought of this,  
You need not care; nor, will it be amiss,  
If they who perfect Lovers, would be thought,  
Do mind, what by this moral, they are taught.    


Where many-Forces joined are,  
Vnconquerable-pow'r, is there   

CONCORDIA INSUPERABILIS.   

ILLUSTR. XLV. Book. 3  
AN Emblem's meaning, here, I thought to construe;  
And, this doth rather fashion out a Monster,  
Then form an hieroglyphic: but, I had  
These Figures (as you see them) ready made  
By others; and, I mean to moralize  
Their Fancies; not to mend what they devise.  
Yet, peradventure, with some vulgar praise,  
This Picture (though I like it not) displays  
The moral, which the Motto doth imply;  
And, thus, it may be said to signify.  
He, that hath many Faculties, or Friends,  
To keep him safe (or to acquire his ends)  
And, fits them so; and, keeps them so together,  
That, still, as readily, they aid each other,  
As if so many Hands, they had been made;  
And, in onebody, useful being had:  
That man, by their Assistance, may, at length,  
Attain to an unconquerable strength;  
And, crown his honest Hopes, with whatsoever  
He seeks for, by a warranted Endeavour.  
Or, else, it might be said; that, when we may  
Make our Affections, and, our Sense, obey  
The will of Reason, (and, so well agree,  
That, we may find them, still, at peace to be)  
They'll guard us, like so many Armed hands;  
And, safely keep us, whatsoever withstands.  
If others think this Figure, here, infers  
A better sense; let those Interpreters  
Unriddle it; and, preach it where they please:  
Their Meanings may be good, and so are these.    


The Hearts of Kings are in God's Hands;  
And, as He lists, He Them commands.   

IN MANU DEI COR REGIS.   

ILLUSTR. XLVI. Book. 3  
WHy do men grudge at those, who raised be,  
By royal Favour, from a low degree?  
Know this▪ He should be honoured, whom the King,  
To place of Dignity, shall please to bring.  
Why should they blame their Kings, for favouring such,  
Whom, they have thought, scarce meriting so much?  
God rules their Hearts; and, they, themselves deceive,  
Who dream, that Kings exalt, without God's leave.  
Why murmur they at God, for guiding so  
The Hearts of Kings, as oft they see him do?  
Or, at his works, why should they take offence,  
As if their Wit, could teach his Providence?  
His just, and his allseeing wisdom knows,  
Both whom, and why he crownes, or overthrows;  
And, for what cause, the Hearts of Princes, be  
Enlarged, or shut; when we no cause can see;  
We sometime know, what's well, and what's amiss;  
But, of those Truths, the root concealed is;  
And, falsehoods, and Uncertainties, there are,  
In most of those things, which we speak, or hear.  
Then, were not Kings directed by God's hand,  
They, who are best, and wisest in the Land,  
Might oft misguide them, either by receiving  
A False report, or, by some wrong-believing.  
God's Grace it is, that goodmen raised have been:  
If Sinners flourish, we may thank our Sin.  
Both Good and Bad, so like in outsides be,  
That, Kings may be deceived, in what they see;  
And, if God had not ruled their Hearts aright,  
The World, by this time, had been ruined quite.    


A virtue hidden, or not used,  
Is either Sloth, or Grace abused.   

CELATA VIRTUS IGNAVIA EST.   

ILLUSTR. XLVII. Book. 3  
THe World hath shameless Boasters, who pretend,  
In sundry matters, to be skilled so well,  
That, were they pleased, so their hours to spend,  
They say, they could in many things excel.  
But, though they make their hearers to believe,  
That, out of modesty their Gifts they hide,  
In them we very plainly may perceive,  
Or Sloth, or Envy, Ignorance, or Pride.  
When other men's endeavours they peruse,  
They either carp at what they cannot mend;  
Or else of Arrogance do those accuse,  
Who, to the public view, their works commend.  
If these men say, that they can Poetize,  
But, will not; they are false in saying so:  
For, he whose Wit a little that way lies,  
Will doing be, though he himself undo.  
If they, in other Faculties are learned,  
And, still, forbear their Talents to employ;  
The truest Knowledge, yet, is undiscerned,  
And, that, they merit not, which they enjoy.  
Yea, such as hide the Gifts they have received,  
(Or use them not, as well as they are able)  
Are like fair Eyes, of useful sight bereft;  
Or, lighted-Candles, underneath a Table.  
Their glorioust part, is but a Painted cloth,  
Whose Figures, to the wall-ward, still are hung▪  
Their hidden virtues, are apparent Sloth;  
And, all their life, is to the public wrong:  
For, they do reap the Fruits, by many swoon,  
And, leave to others, nothing of their own.    


The moon, which is decreasing now,  
When she returns, will fuller, grow.   

REDIBO PLENIOR.   

ILLUSTR. XLVIII. Book. 3  
I Never, yet, did murmuringly complain,  
Although those moons have long been in the wain,  
Which on their Silver Shields, my Elders wore,  
In battles, and in Triumphs, heretofore.  
Nor any mention have I ever made,  
Of such Eclipses, as those Crescents had;  
Thereby, to move some Comet, to reflect  
His fading-light, or deign his good aspect.  
For, when I tell the World, how ill I far,  
I tell her too, how little I do care,  
For her despites: yea, and I tell it not,  
That, help, or pity, might from her be got;  
But, rather, that her Favourites may see,  
I know my wanings, yet, can pleased be.  
My Light, is from the Planet of the sun;  
And, though the Course, which I obliquely run,  
Oft brings my outward Fortunes to the wain,  
My Light shall, one day, be renewed again.  
Yea, though to some, I quite may seem to lose  
My Light; because, my follies interpose  
Their shadows to eclipse it: yet, I know,  
My Crescents, will increase, and fuller, grow.  
Assoon as in the Flesh, I being had,  
I moved on in Courses retrograde,  
And, thereby lost my splendour: but, I feel  
Soft motions, from that great Eternal wheel,  
Which moveth all things, sweetly moving me,  
To gain the Place, in which I ought to be:  
And, when to Him, I back return, from whom  
At first I came, I shall at Full become.    


Be wary, wheresoo're, thou be:  
For, from deceit, no place is free.   

NUSQUAM TUTA FIDES.   

ILLUSTR. XLIX. Book. 3  
SOme writ (but, on what grounds, I cannot tell)  
That they, who near unto the Deserts dwell,  
Where Elephants are found, do notice take,  
What trees they haunt, their sleeping-stocks to make;  
That, when they rest against an halfe-sawne stem,  
It (falling) may betray those Beasts to them.  
Now, though the part historical, may err,  
The moral, which this Emblem doth infer,  
Is overtrue; and, seemeth to imply,  
The World to be so full of treachery,  
As, that, no corner of it, found can be,  
In which, from falsehoods Engines, we are free.  
I have observed the city; and, I find  
The Citizens, are civil, grave and kind;  
Yet, many are deluded by their shows,  
And, cheated, when they trust in them repose.  
I have been oft at Court; where I have spent,  
Some idle time, to hear them compliment:  
But, I have seen in Courtiers, such deceit,  
That, for their Favours, I could never wait.  
I do frequent the Church; and, I have heard  
God's judgements, by the Preachers, there, declared,  
Against men's falsehoods; and, I gladly hear  
Their zealous Prayers, and good counsels there;  
But, as I live, I find some such as they,  
Will watch to do a mischief, if they may.  
Nay, those poor sneaking clowns, who seek their living,  
As if they knew no manner of deceiving;  
Even those, their wits, can (this way) so apply,  
That, they'll soon cousin, wiser men, than i    


This Day, my hourglass, forth is run;  
Thy Torch, to Morrow, may be done.   

HODIE MIHI CRAS TIBI.   

ILLUSTR. L. Book 3  
THere is no Day, nor minute of the Day,  
In which, there are not many sent away  
From Life to Death; or, many drawing on,  
Which, must within a little while be gone.  
You, often, view the Grave; you, often, meet  
The Buriers, and the Mourners, in the street,  
Conveying of some Neighbour, to that home,  
Which must, e'er long, your dwellingplace become.  
You see the Race, of many a youthful son  
Is finished, ere his Father's Course is done;  
And, that the hand of Death, regardeth neither  
Sex, Youth, nor Age; but, mingleth all together.  
You, many times, in your own houses, hear  
The groans of Death, and view your Children, there,  
Your loving Parents, or, beloved Wives,  
To gasp for breath, and, labour for their lives.  
Nay, you yourselves, do sometime find the pains  
Of sickness, in your Bowels, and your veins,  
The Harbingers of Death, sometime, begin  
To take up your whole body, for their inn.  
You bear their heavy Aches, on your back;  
You feel their twinges, make your heart strings crack;  
And, sometime, lie imprisoned, and half dead,  
With Age, or with Diseases, on your bed:  
Yet you defer your ends; and, still contrive,  
For temporal things; as if you thought to live  
Six Ages longer: or had quite forgot,  
That, you, and others, draw one common-Lot.  
But, that, you might not, still, the same forget,  
This Emblem, and this Motto, here were set.  
Finis libri tertij.    

THE THIRD lottery.  

1  
THe wreaths of GLORY, you affect,  
But, means to gain them, you neglect;  
And, (though in doing, you delight)  
You do not, always, what is right:  
Nor are you grown, as yet, so wise,  
To know, to whom the richest Prize  
Doth appertain; nor what it is.  
But, now, you are informed of This. 
See, Emblem I.    

2  
Though you are weak, you much may do,  
If you will set your Wits thereto.  
For, meaner powers, than you have had,  
And, meaner Wits, good shift have made,  
Both to contrive, and compass that,  
Which abler men have wondered at.  
Your Strength, and Wit, unite, therefore,  
And, both shall grow improved the more. 
See, Emb. II.    

3  
Perhaps, thou mayst be one of them,  
Who, civil Magistrates contemn;  
And sleighteth, or else, flouteth at  
The Ceremonies of Estate.  
That, thou mayst, therefore, learn to get,  
Both better Manners, and more Wit,  
The Sword, and Mace, (by some despized)  
Is, for thy sake, now moralised. 
See, Emb. III.    

4  
By this thy Lot, we may misdoubt,  
Thou look'st not warily about;  
But, hudlest onward, without heed,  
What went before, or may succeed;  
Procuring loss, or discontent,  
Which, Circumspection, might prevent.  
Therefore, with gratefulness, receive  
Those counsels, which our morals vive. 
See, Emb. iu.    

5  
Thou hast, unworthily, repined,  
Or, been displeased in thy mind,  
Because, thy Fortunes do not seem  
To fit thy Worth (in thy esteem:)  
And lo, to check thy discontent,  
Thy Lot, a moral, doth present;  
And shows, that, if thou virtuous be,  
Good-Fortune, will attend on thee. 
See, Emb. V.    

6  
When thy Desires have good success,  
Thine own endeavours, thou dost bless;  
But, seldom unto God thou giv'st  
Due thanks, for that, which thou receiv'st.  
Thine Emblem, therefore, tells from whom  
The fruits of good Endeavours, come:  
And, shows (if thou to thrive intent)  
On whom, thou, always, must depend. 
See, Emb. vi    

7  
It may be, thou art one of those,  
Whose Faith, more bold, than fruitful grows;  
And (building on some false Decree)  
Disheartnest those, that Workers be  
To gain (with awfull-joy) that Prize,  
Which, unto no man, God denies,  
That works in Hope; and, lives by Faith.  
Mark, therefore, what thine Emblem saith. 
See, Emb. VII.    

8  
Thou hast been willing, that thy Name,  
Should live the life of Honest-Fame;  
And, that, thy labours (to thy praise)  
Continue might, in future days.  
Behold; the Lot, thou hapnest on,  
Hath shown, how this may well be done.  
Pursue the Course, which there is taught,  
And, thy desires to pass are brought. 
See, Emb. VIII.    

9  
Thou, many things, hast well begun;  
But, little, to good purpose, done:  
Because, thou hast a fickle brain,  
And, hands that love to take no pain.  
Therefore, it chanceth not amiss,  
That, thou hast such a Chance, as this:  
For, if thou want not Grace, or Wit,  
Thou Mayst, in time, have good of it. 
See, Emb. IX.    

10  
Whate'er you seem to others, now,  
It was the Harrow, and the Plough,  
By which, your Predecessors got,  
The fairest portion of your Lot:  
And, (that, it may increase your Wit)  
They haunt you, in an Emblem, yet.  
Peruse our moral; and, perchance,  
Your Profit, it will much advance. 
See, Emb. X.    

11  
Much labour, and much time you spend,  
To get an able-constant Friend:  
But, you have ever sought him, there,  
Where, no such precious jewels are:  
For, you, without have searching been,  
To find, what must be found within.  
This Friend, is mentioned by this Lot,  
But, God knows where he may be got. 
See, Emb. XI.    

12  
Thou seekest for Fame; and, now art shown,  
For what, her Trumpet shall be blown.  
Thine Emblem, also, doth declare,  
What Fame they get, who virtuous are,  
For Praise alone; and, what Reward,  
For such like Studies, is prepared.  
Peruse it; And, this counsel take;  
Be virtuous, for mere virtue's sake. 
See, Emb. XII    

13  
This Lot, those persons, always finds,  
That have high thoughts, and lofty minds;  
Or, such as have an itch to learn,  
That, which doth nothing them concern;  
Or, love to peep, with daring eyes,  
Into forbidden Mysteries.  
If any one of these thou be,  
Thine Emblem, lessons hath for thee. 
See, Emb. XIII.    

14  
If all be true, these Lots do tell us,  
Thou shouldst be of those Fidling-fellowes,  
Who, better practised are grown,  
In others matters, that their own:  
Or, one, that covets to be thought,  
A man, that's ignorant of nought.  
If it be so, thy moral shows  
Thy Folly, and what from it slowes. 
See, Emb. XIV.    

15  
Thou hast some Charge, (who e'er thou be)  
Which, Tendance may expect from thee:  
And, well, perhaps, it may be feared,  
'tis often left, without regard:  
Or, that, thou dost securely sleep,  
When, thou shouldst watch, more strictly, keep.  
Thou knowest best, if it be so:  
Take therefore heed, what is to do. 
See, Emb. XV.    

16  
In secret, thou dost oft complain,  
That, thou hast hoped, and wrought in vain;  
And, thinkest thy Lot, is fare more hard,  
Than what for others is prepared.  
An Emblem, therefore, thou hast got,  
To show, it is our common-Lot,  
To work and hope; and, that, thou hast  
A Blessing by it, at the last. 
See, Emb. XVI.    

17  
That thou hast honesty, we grant;  
But, Prudence, thou dost often want:  
And, therefore, some have injured thee,  
Who fare more Wise, than honest be.  
That, now, Discretion thou mayst add,  
To those good-meanings thou hast had;  
The moral of thine Emblem, view;  
And, what it counsels, that, pursue. 
See, Emb. XVII.    

18  
To your longhome, you nearer are,  
Than you (it may be) are ware:  
Yea, and more easy is the Way,  
Than you, perchance, conceive it may.  
Lest, therefore, Death, should grim appear,  
And, put you in a causeless fear;  
(Or out of minding wholly pass)  
This Chance, to you allotted was. 
See, Emb. XVIII.    

19  
In slippery Paths, you are to go;  
Yea, they are full of danger too:  
And, if you heedful should not grow,  
They'll hazard much, your overthrow.  
But, you the mischief may eschew,  
If wholesome counsel, you pursue.  
Look, therefore, what you may be taught,  
By that, which this your chance hath brought. 
See, Emb. XIX.    

20  
This present Lot, concerns full near,  
Not you alone, but all men here;  
For, all of us, too little heed  
His love, who for our sakes, did bleed.  
'tis true, that means, he left behind him,  
Which better teacheth how to mind him:  
Yet, if we both by that, and this,  
Remember him, 'tis not amiss. 
See, Emb. XX.    

21  
'tis hoped, you just, and pious are,  
More out of Conscience, than for fear;  
And, that you'll virtuous courses take,  
For goodness, and for Vertue-sake.  
Yet, since the best men, sometimes may  
Have need of helps, in virtue's way,  
Those useful morals, slight you not,  
Which are presented by this Lot. 
See, Emb. XXI.    

22  
This Lot pertaineth unto those,  
(And who they be, God only knows)  
Who, to the world, have no desire;  
But, up to heavenly things aspire.  
No doubt, but you, in some degree,  
Endowed with such Affections be;  
And, had this Emblem, that you might  
Encouraged be, in such a Flight. 
See, Emb. XXII    

23  
The state of temporal things to show,  
Ye have them, still, within your view;  
For, every object that we see,  
An Emblem, of them, serves to be,  
But, we from few things, helps do find,  
To keep eternity in mind.  
This Lot, an Emblem brings, therefore,  
To make you think upon it more. 
See, Emb. XXIII.    

24  
Unless you better look thereto,  
Disuse, and Sloth, will you undo.  
That, which of you despaired was.  
With ease, might have been brought to pass,  
Had but so much been done, as may  
Be equalled with One Line a day.  
Consider this; and, to that end,  
The moral of your Lot attend. 
See, Emb. XXIV.    

M 25  
If we mistake not, thou art one,  
Who loves to court the Rising-Sunne;  
And, if this Lot, thy nature find,  
Thou to Preferment hast a mind:  
If so, learn hence, by whose respect  
(Next God) thou mayst thy hopes effect:  
Then, seek to win his grace to thee,  
Of what estate soe'er thou be. 
See, Emb. XXV.    

26  
Thou to a double-path art come;  
And, peradventure, troublesome,  
Thou findest it, for thee to know,  
On whether hand thou oughtest to go.  
To put thee out of all suspect,  
Of Courses that are indirect;  
Thy moral points thee to a path,  
Which hardship, but, no peril hath. 
See, Emb. XXVI.    

27  
You warned are of taking heed,  
That, never, you your Bounds exceed;  
And, also, that you be not found,  
To come within your Neighbours Bound.  
There may be some concealed Cause,  
That, none but you, this Emblem draws.  
Examine it; And, If you see  
A fault, let it amended be. 
See, Emb. XXVII.    

28  
Your Emblems moral doth declare,  
When, Lovers fitly matched are;  
And, what the chiefest cause may be,  
Why, Friends and Lovers disagree.  
Perhaps, you somewhat thence, may learn,  
Which your Affection doth concern.  
But, if it counsel you too late,  
Then, preach it at your neighbour's gate. 
See, Emb. XXVIII.    

M 29  
Some, urge their Princes on to war,  
And weary of sweet Peace, they are.  
Some, seek to make them, dote on Peace.  
(Till public Danger more increase)  
As if the World were kept in awe,  
By nothing else but preaching Law.  
Thy moral (if of those thou art)  
Doth act a Moderators part. 
See, Emb. XXIX.    

30  
'tis feared, thou dost less esteem,  
Upright to be, than so to seem;  
And, if thine actions, fair appear,  
Thou carest not how soul they are.  
Though this be not thy fault alone,  
Yet have a care of mending One:  
And, study thou, upright to grow,  
As well in Essence, as in Show. 
See, Emb. XXX.    

31  
Some, all their time, and wealth have spent,  
In giving other men content;  
And, would not grudge to waste their Blood,  
To help advance the Common-good.  
To such as these, you have been thought,  
Not half so friendly as you ought.  
This Lot therefore befalls, to show,  
How great respects, to such, are due. 
See, Emb. XXXI.    

32  
You have been tempted (by your leave)  
In hope of Lucre, to deceive:  
But, much, as yet, you have not swerved  
From Faith, which ought to be observed.  
If well, hereafter, you would speed,  
In dealing-honestly, proceed:  
For, by your Emblem, you shall see,  
That, Honest-men, the richest be. 
See, Emb. XXXII.    

33  
We hope, no person, here, believes,  
That, you are of those wealthy thiefs,  
Who, chains of gold, and pearl do wear,  
And, of those thiefs, that, none you are,  
Which wears a Rope, we, plainly see;  
For, you, as yet unchanged be:  
But, unto God, for mercy cry,  
Else, hanged you may be, ere you die. 
See, Emb. XXXIII.    

34  
You, willing are, to put away,  
The thinking on your Latter-day:  
You count the mention of it, Folly;  
A means of breeding melancholy;  
And, news unfit for men to hear,  
Before they come to sixtie-yeare.  
But, mind what Counsels now are sent,  
And, mend, left you too late repent. 
See, Emb. XXXIV.    

35  
Your Wits, your Wishes, and your Tongue,  
Have run the Wild grose-chase, too long;  
And (left all Reason, you exceed)  
Of Rules, and Beines, you now have need.  
A Bridle, therefore, and a Square,  
Prime Figures, in your Emblem, are.  
Observe their moral, and I pray,  
Be Wise, and Sober, if you may. 
See, Emb. XXXV.    

36  
Because her aid makes goodly shows,  
You, on the World, your trust repose;  
And, his dependence, you despise,  
Who, merely, on God's help, relies.  
That, therefore, you may come to see,  
How pleased, and safe, those men may be,  
Who have no aid, but God, alone;  
This Emblem, you have lighted on. 
See, Emb. XXXVI.    

37  
Some, think your virtue very much;  
And, there is cause to think it such:  
For, many ways it hath been tried;  
And, well the trial doth abide,  
Yet, think not, but some brants there are,  
Which, your own strength shall never bear.  
And, by the moral of your Lot,  
Learn, where, Assistance may be got. 
See, Emb. XXXVII.    

38  
Thou hast been grieved, and complained,  
Because, the Truth hath wrong sustained.  
But, that, dismayed thou shouldst not be,  
Thine Emblem will declare to thee,  
That, though the Truth may suffer spite,  
It shall not be depressed quite;  
But, by opposing, spread the more,  
And, grow more powerful than before. 
See, Emb. XXXVIII.    

39  
By rashness, thou hast often erred,  
Or, else, thou hadst been more preferred.  
But, future errors, to prevent,  
Thou to the slow paced ox art sent,  
To learn more Slaydnesse; and, to do  
Thy works, with Perseverance, too.  
He that this creatures virtue scorns,  
May want it all, except his Flornes. 
See, Emb. XXXIX.    

40  
Dame fortune's favour seems to be  
Much loved, and longed for, of thee;  
As if, in what, her hand bestows,  
Thou mightst thy confidence repose.  
But, that, her manners may be known,  
This Chance, upon thee, was bestown.  
Consider well, what thou hast got,  
And, on her flattring, dote thou not. 
See, Emb. XL.    

41  
The steel and Flint, declare, in part,  
The Temper of a Stony-heart;  
And, show, that thence, no virtue flows,  
Till it be forced out, with blows.  
Some other, morals thou Mayst learn,  
Thereby, which will thy good, concern:  
Mark, therefore, what they do declare,  
And, mind it, as occasions are. 
See, Emb. XLI.    

42  
Thou thinkest thy wit, had made thee great,  
Had poverty not been some let:  
But, had thy Wealth as ample been,  
As, thou thy wit, didst overween;  
Instead of thy desired Height,  
Perhaps, thou hadst been ruined quite.  
Hereafter, therefore, be content,  
With whatsoever God hath sent. 
See, Emb. XLII.    

43  
To Discord, thou art somewhat prone,  
And, thinkest thou mayst subsist alone;  
Regarding not how safe they bide,  
〈◊〉 last, in concord's bands, are tide.  
〈◊〉 that thou mayst the better heed,  
What Good, from union doth proceed,  
An Emblem is become thy Lot,  
From which, good Caveats may be got. 
See, Emb. XLIII.    

44  
Thou wouldst be loved; and, to that end,  
Thou dost both Time, and Labour spend:  
But, thou expectest (as we believe)  
More Love, than thou dost mean to give.  
If so, thou, then, art much to blame:  
For, Love affects a muturall-flame;  
Which, if it fail on either side,  
Will never, long time, true abide. 
See, Emb. XLIV.    

45  
If all your powers, you should unite,  
Prevail in your Desires, you might:  
And, sooner should effect your ends,  
If you should muster up your Friends.  
But, since your Genius doth suspect,  
That, you such policy neglect,  
Your Lot presenteth to your view  
An Emblem, which instructeth you. 
See, Emb. XLV.    

46  
Because, thou mayst be one of them,  
Who dare the deeds of Kings condemn;  
(As if such eyes as theirs and yours  
Can view the depth of sovereign powers;  
Or, see, how in each Time, and Place,  
God rules their hearts, in every case.)  
To check thy sauciness, in this,  
An Emblem comes not much amiss. 
See, Emb. XLVI.    

47  
Of many goodly parts thou vauntest;  
And, much thou hast, though much thou want'st:  
But, well it were, that, less, thou hadst,  
Unless more use thereof thou mad'st.  
That, therefore, thou mightst come to see,  
How vain unpractized virtues be,  
Peruse thine Emblem, and, from thence,  
Take useful heed of thy Offence. 
See, Emb. XLVII.    

48  
By this thy Lot, it may appear,  
Decayed thy Hopes, or Fortunes are.  
But, that, thou mayst no courage lose,  
Thine Emblem, by example, shows,  
That, as the moon doth from the wain  
Return, and fill her orb again:  
So, thou thy Fortunes mayst renew,  
If, honest Hopes, thou shalt pursue. 
See, Emb. XLVIII.    

49  
Some Foes, for thee, do lie in wait,  
Where thou suspectest no Deceit;  
Yea, many a one, thy harm intends,  
Whom thou dost hope will be thy Friends:  
Be therefore, heedful, whom to trust;  
What walk thou tak'st, and what thou dost;  
For, by thine Emblem, thou shalt see,  
That, wariness, will needful be. 
See, Emb. XLIX.    

50  
It seems, by drawing of this Lot,  
The day of Death, is much forgot;  
And, that, thou needst a faithful Friend,  
To mind thee of thy latterend.  
Unheeded, therefore, pass not by,  
What now thine Emblem doth imply;  
So, thou shalt hear (without affright)  
Death's message, though it were to night. 
See, Emb. L.    

51  
Thou seekest by fickle Chance, to gain,  
What thou by virtue Mightst attain.  
Endeavour well, and, nothing shall  
To thee, unfortunately fall:  
For, every variable Chance,  
Thy firm contentment, shall advance.  
But, if thou, yet, remain in doubt,  
Turn Fortunes-wheele, once more, about.   

52  
Thy Lot, no answer will bestow,  
To that, which thou desir'st to know;  
Nor canst thou, here, an Emblem find,  
Which to thy purpose is inclined.  
Perhaps, it is too late to crave,  
What thou desirest, now to have:  
Or, but in vain, to mention that,  
Which thy Ambition aimeth at.  
Then, take it not in evil part,  
That, with a blank, thou answered art.   

53  
Although you now refused not,  
To try the Fortune of your Lot;  
Yet, you, perhaps, unwilling are,  
This company the same should hear,  
Lest, some harsh moral should unfold  
Such tricks, as you could wish untold.  
But, lo, you need not stand in awe;  
For, 'tis a blank, which now you draw.   

54  
It proves a blank; for, to what end,  
Should we a serious moral spend,  
Where, teachings, warn, and advise,  
Esteemed are of little price?  
Your only purpose, is to look  
Upon the Pictures of this book;  
When, more discretion you have got,  
An Emblem shall attend your Lot.   

55  
You might have drawn an Emblem, here,  
In which your manners pictured were:  
But, some will vex, when they shall see  
Themselves, so painted out to be,  
And, blame this book as if it had  
By some unlawful Art been made:  
(Or, was contrived, that, to their shame,  
Men, on themselves, might Libels frame)  
And, lest you may be so unwise,  
Your Lot, an Emblem, now, denies.   

56  
Because, Good Chances, others drew,  
To try these Lots, it pleased you.  
But, had you such an Emblem found,  
As fits you rightly, you had frowned;  
Or, inwardly, you would have chase,  
Although you outwardly had laughed.  
You, therefore, very glad may be,  
This proves a blank; and, so may we.   
FINIS.   

A COLLECTION OF emblems, ANCIENT AND modern: Quickened with metrical illustrations, both moral and 〈◊〉: And disposed into LOTTERIES,  
That Jnstruction, and Good counsel, may be furthered by an Honest and Pleasant Recreation.  
By GEORGE WITHER.  
The fourth book.  
LONDON,  
Printed by Augustine Mathewes. MDCXXXIV.   

TO THE RIGHT honourable Philip, Earl of Pembroke, and HEMINGE, etc. Lord chamberlain of the household, Knight of the most honourable Order of the Garter, and one of his majesty's most Honourable Privie-Councell.  
My Honourable LORD,  
THough, worthless in my own repute I am;  
And, (though my Fortune, so obscures my Name  
Beneath my Hopes; that, now, it makes me seem  
As little worth, in other men's esteem,  
As in mine own;) yet, when my Merits were  
No better, than, to most, they now appear,  
It pleased some, even some of those that had  
The Noblest Names, (and, those of whom was made  
The best Account) so lowly to descend,  
As, my wellmeaning Studies, to befriend.  
Among those WORTHIES, I may both bemoan  
(My self in HIM) and memorise, for One,  
Your much renowned BROTHER, as a chief  
In bringing to my waned Hopes, relief;  
And, in my Faculties, were I as able  
To honour Him, as he was honourable,  
I would have shown, how, all this empery  
Hath lost a Friend, in HIM, as much as I.  
To me, so freely, of his own accord  
It pleased HIM, his Favours, to afford;  
That, when our learned, and late Sov'raigne-Prince,  
(By others misinformed) took offence  
At my Free Lines; he, founed such means and Place  
To bring, and reconcile me to his Grace;  
That, therewithal, his majesty bestowed  
A Gift upon me, which his bounty showed:  
And, had enriched me; if, what was intended,  
Had not, by othersome, been ill befriended.  
But, as I long time, suffered have by those  
Who laboured much, my thrivings, to oppose:  
So, I myself, (although not out of pride,  
As many think it) have so much relied  
Upon the Royall-Gift, neglecting so  
To fortify the same, as others do  
By making Friends; that my estate grew less  
(By more than twice five hundred Marks decrease)  
Through that, which for, my profit was bestown.  
And, I, ere this, had wholly been undone;  
But, that the Wealth, which I rely on, most,  
Consists in things, which never can be lost.  
Yet, by this loss, I have Occasions had  
To feel, why other men are often sad.  
And, I, (who blushed, to be troublesome  
To any Friend) thereby, almost am come  
To such a pass; that, what I wish to have,  
I should grow impudent enough to Crave,  
Had not impartial Death, and wasting Time,  
Of all my Friends quite worn away the Prime;  
And, left me none, to whom I dare present  
The meanest suit withom encouragement:  
Although, the greatest boon, I would implore,  
Should cost them, but a Word, or little more.  
Yet, some there are, no doubt, for whose respect  
I might endeavour, with no vain effect;  
Had I but cause, to have as high esteem,  
Of mine own Merits, as I have of them.  
And, if your Honour should be so inclined,  
As I desire; I, now am sure to find  
Another Pembroke, by whose aid sustained,  
I may preserve, what by the Last I gained.  
To make adventure, how it will succeed,  
I now am come. And lo, my LORD, instead  
Of better Advocates, I first begin,  
Mine EMBLEMS, by these Lines, to usher in;  
That, they, by their admittance may effect  
For me, and for themselves, your kind respect.  
That, which in them, best Worthy you shall find,  
Is this; that, they are symptoms of a mind,  
Affecting honesty: and of a Heart,  
So truly honouring a true desert,  
That, I am hopeful made, they will acquire  
As much respect as I can well desire:  
And, SIR, your candour, your known Courtesies,  
With other praiseful virtues, make me rise  
To this belief; that, you by favouring me  
Hereafter, may as highly honoured be,  
As by some former Bounties; and increase  
My Future Merit, by your worthiness.  
However, what I am or shall be known  
To be, by Your Deservings, or mine own,  
You may command it; and, be sure to find  
(Though false my Fortunes prove) a faithful Mind.  
Thus, unfeignedly, professeth Your honour's truest Honourer, GEO: WITHER.   

TO THE RIGHT honourable, Henry, Earl of HOLLAND, etc. Captain of the Guard; Lord-chiefe-Iustice in Eyre of all his majesty's forests, parks and Chases on this side Trent; Knight of the most noble Order of the Garter, and one of his majesty's most Honourable Privy counsel.  
Right Noble SIR,  
HAving, of late, some Cause, to overlook  
That thankful Register, wherein I book  
My noblest Friends; I found so many Names  
Possessing nothing, but their honoured Fames,  
(Whose living Persons, we enjoyed, here,  
A while ago;) that, I began to fear,  
I might grow friendless; (having now so few)  
Unless I sought, their Number to renew.  
By some Disasters, also, gaining proof,  
How much this Course would make for my behoof;  
I called my Wits to counsel, Where, and How  
I might, with hopefulness, begin to sow  
The seeds of such a Blessing: And, me thought  
Within me, something said: Where should be sought  
What thou so gladly wouldst renewed find,  
But, from some BRANCHES of the selfsame kind;  
Whose fair Aspects may seem to promise fruit,  
According to the Virtues of the root?  
Assoon as fancy had informed me so,  
Your Lordship, came to my remembrance, too,  
With what our Soveraigne's Favour, Vulgar Fame,  
Or, your own Merits, addeth to your Name.  
Which, having weighed, no doubts at all I had  
Of Worth in you; But, rather, doubtings made  
That, all my Wits would insufficient be,  
To make that Worth, become a Friend to me.  
For, I have oft observed, that, Favour shuns  
The best Desert, if after her, it runs.  
Yet, who can tell what may befall? thought I:  
It is no great Adventure, if I try  
Without success: And, if, I gain my End,  
I am assured of a Noble-Friend.  
His honourable FATHER, deemed me worth  
So much respecting as to seek me forth,  
When, I was more Obscure: And, me, for nought  
But, only to Befriend me, forth he sought.  
Then, wherefore, of his son, should I suspect  
That( seeking HIM) he can my love reject?  
Since, Courtesy doth always, there, abound,  
Where such a lovely Personage is found?  
My LORD, these were my Fancies: But I take them  
To be of no more worth, than, you shall make them  
By your Acceptance: Nor, is't my intent  
To Court you, with a fruitless compliment:  
But, to attempt your Favour with a mind,  
As readily, and really, inclined  
To serve you, when my services may steed;  
As to expect your Favours, in my need.  
For, had my Fates enabled me so much,  
I should more willingly have sought out such  
On whom I Courtesies might have bestown,  
Than, seek to cure Misfortunes of mine own.  
No doubt, but, every day, your Lordship hears  
Inventions, which may better please your ears  
Than these I now present; And, yet you might  
(For aught I knew) find profit, or delight,  
By our plain EMBLEMS, or some uses in them,  
Which from your Honour, some respects may win them;  
Even for that good morality, which they  
To Vulgar understandings will convey.  
But, Truth to speak, the chiefest cause which drew  
My mind, to make them PRESENTS, for your view,  
Was, but to take Occasion to profess,  
That, I am Servant, to your worthiness.  
In which, if you are pleased; All is got  
At which I aimed: And, though you like it not,  
It shall but teach me (for the time to come)  
To take more heed, where I am troublesome.  
And, I shall be, nevertheless, your Honours to be commanded, as becometh your Servant, GEO: WITHER.   


Whilst I, the sun's bright Face may view,  
I will no meaner Light pursue.   

NON INFERIORA SECUTUS.   

ILLUSTR. I. Book. 4  
WHen, with a serious musing, I behold  
The grateful, and obsequious Marigold,  
How duly, every morning, she displays  
Her open breast, when Titan spreads his rays;  
How she observes him in his daily walk,  
Still bending towards him, her tender stalk;  
How, when he down declines, she droops and mourns,  
Bedowed (as 'twere) with tears, till he returns;  
And, how the veils her flowers, when he is gone,  
As if she scorned to be looked on  
By an inferior Eye; or, did contemn  
To wait upon a meaner Light, then Him.  
When this I meditate, methinks, the Flowers  
Have spirits, fare more generous, then ours;  
And, give us fair Examples, to despise  
The servile fawn, and Idolatries,  
Wherewith, we court these earthly things below,  
Which merit not the service we bestow.  
But, oh my God though grovelling I appear  
Upon the Ground, (and have a rooting here,  
Which hales me downward) yet in my desire,  
To that, which is above me, I aspire:  
And, all my best Affections I profess  
To Him, that is the Sun of righteousness.  
Oh! keep the Morning of his Incarnation,  
The burning noontide of his bitter Passion,  
The Night of his Descending, and the Height  
Of his Ascension, ever in my sight:  
That imitating him, in what I may,  
I never follow an inferior Way.    


The Earth is God's, and in his Hands  
Are all the Corners of the Lands.   
IN MANU DOMINI OMNES SUNT FINES TERRAE.  

ILLUSTR. II. Book. 4  
LOng since, the sacred Hebrew lyric said,  
(A Truth, which never justly was denayed)  
That, All the world is God's; and that his hands  
Enclose the limits of the farthest Lands.  
The self same Truth affirms, that likewise, there,  
By him, their clods, and furrows watered are,  
And, that with dews and showers, he doth so bless  
The dwellings of the barren wilderness,  
That, those Inhabitants (whom some conceived,  
Of useful, and all pleasant things bereaved)  
Their labours, with advantage, do employ,  
And, fetch their yearly Harvests home, with joy.  
Why then should we, that in God's Vineyard live,  
Distrust that all things needful he will give?  
Why should his Garden doubt of what it needs,  
Since he oft waters barren Rocks and Weeds?  
Why should his Children, live in slavish fear,  
Since he is kind to those that strangers are?  
Or, whither from his presence, can we fly,  
To whom the furthest hiding-place is nigh.  
And, if I may, from lower objects climb,  
(To questioning, in matters more sublime)  
Why should I think, the soul shall not be fed,  
Where God affords, to Flesh, her daily Bread?  
Or, dream, that he, for some, provided none,  
Because, on us, much mercy is bestown?  
'Tis true enough, that Hell devoureth all,  
Who shall be found without the Churches pale;  
But, how fare that extends, no Eye can see,  
Since, in God's hands, Earth's farthest Corners be.    


By seeming other than thou art,  
Thou dost perform a foolish part.   
QUOD NON ES NE VIDEARE CAVE.  

ILLUSTR. III. Book. 4  
THe World is much for shows, and few there are  
So diligent to be, as to appear;  
Although a little travail more, would make them  
Those men, for which, the lookers on mistake them.  
Some, have so toiled, and consumed so much,  
To get a false repute of being Rich,  
That, they have spent fare more, than would have bought,  
The substance of the shadow, they have sought;  
And, caused those, who deemed them rich before,  
To know them, to be miserably poor.  
Some others, would so fain be counted Wise,  
That, they consume in Curiosities,  
In Sophistries, and superficial shows,  
More precious Time, than would have made them those,  
They long to seem, (had half that means been spent,  
In seeking wisdom, with a pure intent)  
Whereas, the glorioust purchases of such,  
(Though by their peers they seem applauded much)  
Are still so vain, that little they possess,  
But fruitless leaves, of learned foolishness:  
Yea, by affecting more than is their due,  
They lose even both the substance, and the show;  
And, so, instead of honour's crown, have worn  
The coxcombs, of a well-deserved scorn.  
But, of all Fooleries, the grossest Folly  
Is theirs, who wear those garbs of seeming-holy,  
Which pain them sore, yet make them still appear,  
To God and Men, as wicked as they are.  
Be, therefore, what, to be, thou hast professed;  
But, be not of this last, of all the rest.    


Pursue thy works, without delay,  
For, thy short hours run fast away.   
FESTINAT DECURRERE.  

ILLUSTR. four Book. 4  
THough this be but the picture of that glass,  
By which thou measur'st how thine hours do pass.  
Yet, slight it not; for, much 'twill profit thee,  
To ponder what the Morals of it be.  
And, 'tis an Emblem, whence the Wise may learn,  
That, which their persons, nearly doth concern.  
The brittle glass, serves fitly to express  
The body's frailty, and much craziness.  
Four Pillars, which the glassy work impale,  
Instruct thee, that the virtue's Cardinal,  
To guard the Manhood, should be still employed,  
Lest else the feeble fabric be destroyed.  
The Sand, still running forth, without delay,  
Doth show, that Life-time, passeth fast away,  
And, makes no stop: yea, and the Motto too,  
(Lest thou forgetful prove) informs thee so.  
By viewing this, Occasion, therefore, take,  
Of thy fast-flying hours, more use to make;  
And, heedful bee, to shun their common crime,  
Who take much care to trifle out the time;  
As if it merited their utmost pain,  
To lose the gem, which most they seek to gain.  
Time-past is lost already: Time-to-come,  
Belongs, as yet, thou know'st not unto whom.  
The present-houres are thine, and, only those,  
Of which thou hast Commission to dispose;  
And, they from thee, do fly away so fast,  
That, they are scarcely known, till they are passed.  
Lord, give me grace, to mind, and use Time so,  
That, I may do thy work, before I go.    


Repent, or God will break the thread,  
By which▪ thy doom hangs o'er thy head.   
ABRUMPAM.  

ILLUSTR. v Book. 4  
Mark well this Emblem; and, (when in a thread,  
You see the Globe, there, hang above their head,  
Who in security, beneath it sit)  
Observe likewise, the Knife, that threatens it;  
The smallness of the Twine; and, what a death  
Would follow, should it fall on those beneath:  
And (having well observed it) mind, I pray,  
That, which the word about it, there, doth say:  
For, it includes a Caveat, which we need  
To entertain, with a continual heed.  
Though few consider it, we find it thus  
(Throughout our lives) with every one of us.  
Destruction hangeth in a single thread,  
Directly over every Sinner's head.  
That Sentence is gone forth, by which we stand  
Condemned to suffered death. The dreadful hand,  
Of God's impartial justice, holds a Knife,  
Still ready, to cut off our thread of life;  
And, 'tis his mercy, that keeps up the Ball  
From falling, to the ruin of us all.  
Oh! let us mind, how often we have been,  
Even in the very act of Deadly-sinne,  
Whilst this hung over us; and, let us praise,  
And love him, who hath yet prolonged our days:  
Yea, let our thankfulness, bring forth such fruit,  
As, to the benefit may somewhat suit:  
For, though a sudden Death may not ensue,  
Yet, (since Times Axe, doth every minute hue  
The Root of Life) the Tree, e'er long, must fall;  
And, then perhaps, too late, repent we shall.    


When woe is in ourselves begun,  
Then, whither from it, can we run?   
HINC dolour Ind FUGA.  

ILLUSTR. vi Book. 4  
Poor Hart, why dost thou run so fast? and why,  
Behind thee dost thou look, when thou dost fly?  
As if thou seemedst in thy swift flight, to hear  
Those dangers following thee, which thou dost fear?  
Alas! thou labourest, and thou runnest in vain,  
To shun, by flight, thy terrors, or thy pain;  
For, lo, thy Death, which thou hast dreaded so,  
Clings fast unto thee, wheresoever thou go:  
And while thou toil'st, an outward-ease to win,  
Thou drawest thine own destruction further in;  
Making that Arrow, which but pricks thy hide,  
To pierce thy tender entrailes, through thy side.  
And, well I may this wounded Hart bemoan;  
For, here, me thinks, I'm taught to look upon  
Mine own condition; and, in him, to see  
Those deadly wounds, my sins have made in me.  
I greatly fear the World, may unawares  
Entangle me, by her alluring snares:  
I am afraid, the devil may inject  
Some poisonous fume, my Spirit to infect,  
With ghostly Pestilence; and, I assay,  
To fly from these, with all the powers I may.  
But, oh my Flesh! this very Flesh I wear,  
Is worse to me, than Worlds, and Devils are:  
For, without this, no power on me, they had.  
This is that Skirt, which made Alcides mad.  
It is a grief, which I shall never cure,  
Nor fly from, whilst my life-time doth endure:  
From thence, oh Lord, my greatest sorrows be;  
And, therefore, from my self, I fly to Thee.    


When Magistrates confined are,  
They revel, who were kept in fear.   
CAPTIVUM IMPUNE LACES SUNT.  

ILLUSTR. VII. Book. 4  
A Tyrannous, or wicked magistrate,  
Is fitly represented by a cat:  
For, though the Mice a harmful vermin be,  
And, Cats the remedy; yet, oft we see,  
That, by the Mice, far less, some housewives lose,  
Then when they set the cat to keep the Cheese.  
A ravenous Cat, will punish in the Mouse,  
The very same Offences, in the house,  
Which he himself commits; yea, for that Vice,  
Which was his own (with praise) he kills the Mice;  
And, spoileth not another's life alone,  
Even for that very fault which was his own,  
But feeds, and fattens, in the spoil of them,  
Whom he, without compassion did condemn.  
Nay, worse than so; he cannot be content,  
To slaughter them, who are as innocent,  
As he himself; but, he must also play,  
And sport his woeful prisoners lives away;  
More torturing them, 'twixt fruitless hopes and fears,  
Than when their bowels, with his teeth he tears:  
For, by much terror, and much cruelty,  
He kills them, ten times over, ere they die,  
When, such like Magistrates have rule obtained,  
The best men wish their power might be restrained:  
But, they who shun enormities, through fear,  
Are glad when goodmen out of Office are.  
Yea, whether governors be good or bad,  
Of their displacing wickedmen are glad;  
And, when they see them brought into disgraces,  
They boldly play the Knaves before their faces.    


Lo, here is all, that he possessed,  
Which once was Victor of the East.   
RESTAT DE VICTORE ORIENTIS.  

ILLUSTR. VIII. Book. 4  
WHen he, who by his conquering arm, possessed  
The rich, and spacious Empires of the East,  
Felt his approaching end; he bade them bear  
A Shirt throughout his army, on a spear,  
Proclaiming, that of all his large estate,  
No more was left him, then, but only that:  
Perhaps intending, thereby, to express,  
A sorrow for his wild ambitiousness;  
Or, hoping, by that Spectacle, to give  
Some good Instructions unto those that live.  
However, let it serve us, to declare,  
How vain their toilings, and ambitions are,  
Who rob themselves, and other men of rest,  
For things that are so little while possessed.  
And, if that powerful King, could nothing have,  
That was of use, to carry to his Grave,  
(Of all his conquered kingdoms) but, one Shirt,  
Or, Winding sheet, to hide his royal dirt;  
Why should we pinch, and scrape, and vexed become,  
To heap up Riches, for we know not whom?  
Or, macerate the Flesh, by raising strife,  
For more, than will be useful during life?  
Nay, even for that, which sometimes shortens breath,  
And makes us, also, wretched after Death.  
Let me, oh God my labour so employ,  
That, I, a competency may enjoy.  
I ask no more, than may life's want supply,  
And, leave their have to others, when I die.  
If this thou grant, (which nothing doubt I can)  
None ever lived, or died a richer man.    


When Hopes, quite frustrate were become,  
The Wither'd-branch did freshly bloom.   
INSPERATA FLORUIT.  

ILLUSTR. IX. Book. 4  
'tis true, a wither'd-branch I am, and seem  
To some, as void of Hopes, as of esteem;  
For, in their judgements, I appear to be  
A sapless Bough, quite broken from the Tree,  
(even such as that, in this our Emblem, here)  
And, yet, I neither feel despair, nor fear;  
For, I have seen (ere now) a little Spray,  
(rend from her stem) lie trodden by the way,  
Three months together; which, when Spring drew on,  
To take an unexpected Root begun;  
(Yea, grew to be a Tree) and, growing, stood,  
When those great Groves, were felled for firing-wood,  
Which once had high esteem; and sprung unhurt,  
While that poor Branch, lay slighted in the dirt.  
Nay, I have seen such twiggs, afford them shade,  
By whom they were the meanest shripping made,  
Of all the Wood; And, you may live to see,  
(For aught yet known) some such event in me.  
And, what if all who know me, see me dead,  
Before those hopes begin to spring and spread?  
Have therefore they that hate me, cause to boast,  
As if mine expectations I had lost?  
No sure: For, I, who by Faith's eyes have seen,  
Old Aaron's withered Rod, grow fresh and green;  
And also viewed (by the selfsame Eyes)  
Him, whom that Rod, most rightly typifies,  
Fall by a shameful Death, and rise, in spite  
Of Death, and Shame, unto the glorioust height.  
Even I, believe my Hope shall be possessed,  
And, therefore, (even in Death) in Hope I'll rest.    


True virtue, whatsoever betides,  
In all extremes, unmoved abides.   
NESCIT LABI VIRTUS.  

ILLUSTR. X. Book. 4  
WHen, in this Emblem, here, you have espied,  
The shape of a triangled pyramid,  
And, have observed well, those mighty rocks,  
Whose firm foundation bides the dreadful shocks  
Of angry Neptune; you may thereby see,  
How firmly settled, virtue's real be.  
For, as the raging Seas, although they roar,  
Can make no breach upon the rocky shore;  
And, as a true triangled pyramid,  
Stands fast, and shows alike, on every side:  
So, howsoever Fortune, turns or winds,  
Those men, which are endowed with virtuous minds,  
It is impossible, to drive them from  
Those forms, or Stations, which those minds become.  
And, as the raging Sea, with foaming threats,  
Against the Rock●e-shore, but vainly beats;  
So, envy shall in vain, loud blustrings make,  
When virtuous resolutions they would shake.  
For, virtue, which receives an overthrow,  
Was virtue, not indeed, but in the show.  
So fare am I, oh Lord! from laying claim  
To have this virtue, that, I do but aim  
At such perfection; and, can come no nigher  
As yet, than to obtain it in desire.  
But, fix thou so, this weak desire of mine,  
Upon the virtues of thy rock divine,  
That I, and that invaluable Stone,  
May be incorporated into One:  
And, then, it will be neither shame, nor pride,  
To say, my virtues, will unmoved abide.    


The motion of the World, this day,  
Is moved the quite contrary way.   
HODIE SIC vertitur ORBIS.  

ILLUSTR. XI. Book. 4  
WHat was this Figures meaning, but to show,  
That, as these kind of shellfish backward go,  
So now the World, (which here doth seem to take  
An arseward journey on the Cancer's back)  
Moves counterwise; as if delight it had,  
To run a race, in Courses retrograde:  
And, that, is very likely to be true,  
Which, this our Emblem, purposeth to show.  
For, I have now, of late, not only seen,  
What backward motions, in my Friends have been;  
And, that my outward Fortunes and affairs,  
Do of themselves, come tumbling down the stairs:  
But, I have also found, that other things,  
Have got a wheeling in contrary Rings;  
Which regress, holding on, 'tis like that we,  
To Jews, or ethnics, back shall turned be.  
Some puny Clerks, presume that they can teach  
The ancient holy Doctors, how to preach.  
Some Lucks, learn their Pastors how to pray.  
Some Parents, are compelled to obey  
Their sons; and, so their dignity to lose,  
As to be fed and clothed, at their dispose.  
Nay, we have some, who have assayed to draw,  
All backward, to the Bondage of the Law;  
Even to those abrogated Rites and days,  
By, which, the wand'ring Jew marks out his ways.  
And, to pursue this Round, they are so heady,  
That, they have made themselves, and others giddy.  
Do thou, these froward Motions, LORD, restrain;  
And, set the World in her due course again.    


Invincibility is there,  
Where Order, Strength, and union are.   
visus NESCIA VINCI.  

ILLUSTR. XII, Book. 4  
FRom these well-ordered arrows, and the Snake,  
This useful Observation you may make;  
That, where an able Prudence, doth combine  
Vnited-forces, by good Discipline,  
It maketh up a power, exempted from  
The fear, or peril, to be overcome:  
And, if you covet safety, you will seek  
To know this Ward, and to acquire the like.  
For, doubtless, neither is it in the force,  
Of iron Charets', or of armed Horse,  
In which, the King, security may find,  
Unless the Riders be well disciplined.  
Nor, lies it in the soldier's common Skill  
In warlike Postures; nor in theirs, who drill  
The ranks and files, to order them aright,  
According as Occasion makes the Fight.  
But, men must use a further Prudence too,  
Or else, those vulgar-Arts will all undo.  
For, these, are only Sciences enjoined,  
To order well the Body, not the Mind:  
And, men best trained in these (oft times) we see,  
The Hare-brain'dst-fooles, in all our Armies be.  
To strength, and skill, unite we must, therefore,  
A manly Prudence, comprehending more,  
Than all these powers: even such, as when she please,  
To all her ends, can use and manage these;  
And, show us how to cure, or to prevent  
All Hazards; or, withal to be content.  
He that's thus armed, and trusts in God alone,  
May be opposed, but, conquered of none.    


When thou art shipwrecked in Estate,  
Submit with patience, unto Fate.   
QUO FATA TRAHUNT.  

ILLUSTR. XIII. Book. 4  
WHen I beheld this Picture of a Boat,  
(Which on the raging Waves doth seem to float)  
Forced onward, by the current of the Tide,  
Without the help of Anchor, Oare or Guide,  
And, saw the Motto there, which doth imply,  
That she commits herself to destiny;  
Me thinks, this Emblem sets out their estate,  
Who have ascribed every thing to Fate;  
And dream, that howsoe'er the business go,  
Their work, nor hinders, neither helps thereto.  
The leaking Ship, they value as the sound:  
He that's to hanging borne, shall ne'er be drowned;  
And, men to happiness ordained (say these)  
May set their Ship to float, as Fate shall please.  
This fancy, springing from a misbelieving  
Of God's Decrees; and, many men deceiving,  
With shows of Truth, both causeth much offence  
Against God's Mercies, and his Providence;  
And brings to pass, that some to ruin run,  
By their neglect of what they might have done.  
For, means is to be used, (if we desire,  
The blessing of our safety to acquire)  
Whose natural effects, if God deny,  
Upon his Providence we must rely,  
Still practising what natural aids may be,  
Until no likely aid untride we see.  
And, when this Non plus we are forced unto,  
Stand still, we may, and wait what God will do.  
He that shall thus to Fate, his fortunes leave,  
Let me be ruined, if she him deceive.    


The best, and fairest House, to me,  
Is that, where best I love to be.   

ΟΙΚΟΣ ΦΙΛΟΣ ΟΙΚΟΣ ΑΡΙΣΤΟΣ.   

ILLUSTR. XIV. Book. 4  
THey are not Houses builded large and high,  
Seeled all with Gold, and paved with Porphyry,  
Hung round with Arras, glazed with Christall-glasse,  
And covered o'er with plates of shining brass,  
Which are the best; but, rather, those where we  
In safety, health, and best content, may be;  
And, where we find, though in a mean Estate,  
That portion, which maintains a quiet Fate.  
Here, in a homely Cottage, thatched with reed,  
The Peasant seems as pleasedly to feed,  
As he, that in his Hall or Parlour dines,  
Which Fret-worke roofs, or costly Cedar Lines:  
And, with the very same affections too,  
Both to, and from it, he doth come and go.  
The tortoise, doubtless, doth no houseroom lack,  
Although his House will cover but his back;  
And, of his Tub, the cynic seemed as glad,  
As Alexander was of all he had.  
When I am settled in a place I love,  
A shrubby hedge-row, seems a goodly Grove.  
My liking maketh Palaces of Sheds,  
And, of plain Couches, carved Ivory Beds:  
Yea, every path, and pathless walk, which lies  
Contemned, as rude, or wild, in others eyes,  
To me is pleasant; not alone in show,  
But, truly such: For, liking makes them so.  
As pleased in theirs, the snails, and Cocles dwell,  
As doth a Scallop in his pearly shell:  
For, that commends the House, which makes it fit,  
To serve their turns, who should have use of it.    


The King, his power from God receives:  
For, he alone the sceptre gives.   

DEUS DAT CUI VULT.   

ILLUSTR. XV. Book. 4  
THe Gift of Kingdoms, Children, and goodwives,  
Are three of God's most choice Prerogatives,  
In temporal Blessings; and, of all these three,  
The gifts of kingdoms, his rarest Favours be:  
For, in five hundred Millions, there's not one,  
Whom this high Honour is conferred upon;  
Nor is there any known Estate on earth,  
(Whereto we come, by Merit, or by Birth)  
Which can, to any man assurance bring,  
That, he shall either live, or die a King.  
The morningstar, that's heir unto a crown,  
Oft sets, before the shining-Sunne is down;  
And, some, that once a glorious Empire swayed,  
Did lose their kingdoms, ere their heads were laid.  
The greatest earthly Monarch hath no power,  
To keep his Throne one minute of an hour,  
(use all the means, and policies he can)  
If God will give it to another man.  
He, when Belshazzar was in highest estate,  
His kingdom to the Persians did translate.  
King Saul, and Rehoboam, could not stay  
The Royalties, which God would give away;  
And, he that was the proudest of the rest,  
God, changed from a King, into a Beast.  
Nor is there any man so mean, but he,  
When God shall please, an Emperor may be.  
Some, from the Pot kilne, from the Sheep cote, some,  
He raised hath, great Princes to become:  
Yea, he o'er heaven and earth, hath reared his Throne,  
That was on earth, the most despised one.    


Her favours, Fortune, oft imparts,  
To those that are of no deserts.   

INDIGNUM FORTUNA FOVET.   

ILLUSTR. XVI. Book. 4  
WOuld you not laugh, and think it beastly fine,  
To see a dirty, and ill-favoured Swine,  
Wear on her snout, a Diamond, or a pearl,  
That might become the Lady of an Earl?  
And hold it head, as if it meant to show  
It were the pig of some well-nurtured Sow?  
Perhaps, you think there be not any where  
Such antics, but in this our Emblem here.  
But, if you take these charms, and then go forth  
Among some troops, which pass for folks of worth,  
You shall discover, quickly, if you please,  
A thousand sights, as mimical as these.  
Here, you shall see a noble Title worn,  
(That had not mis-beseemed one better borne)  
By him, whose virtues are of little price,  
And, whose estate, was gotten by his Vice.  
You shall behold another mushroom, there,  
Walk with our Lords, as if he were their peer,  
That was well known, to be but other day,  
No fit companion for such men as they;  
And, had no other means to climb this height,  
But Gaming, or to play the Parasite.  
Yet (though he neither hath his Trade, nor Lands,  
Nor any honest In come, by his hands)  
He, oft consumes at once, in Games or cheer,  
More than would keep his Better all the year.  
Yea, many such as these, thou shouldst behold,  
Which would be vexed, if I describe them should:  
For, thus, unworthily, blind Fortune flings,  
To crows, and Geese, and Swine, her precious things.    


The best good-turns that fools can do us,  
Prove disadvantages unto us.   

STULTORUM ADIUMENTA NOCUMENTA.   

ILLUSTR. XVII. Book. 4  
A fool, sent forth to fetch the Goslings home,  
When they unto a Rivers brinck were come,  
(Through which their passage lay) conceived a fear  
His Dames best Brood, might have been drowned there;  
Which, to avoid, he thus did show his wit,  
And his good nature, in preventing it.  
He, underneath his girdle, thrusts their heads,  
And, than the coxcomb through the water wades.  
Here learn, that when a fool his help intends,  
It rather doth a mischief, then befriends;  
And, think, if there be danger in his love,  
How harmful his maliciousness may prove:  
For, from his kindness, though no profit rise  
To do thee spite, his Malice may suffice.  
I could not from a Prince beseech a boon  
By suing to his jester or buffoon:  
Nor, any fools vain humour, sooth or serve,  
To get my bread, though I were like to starve.  
For, to be poor, I should not blush so much,  
As if a fool should raise me to be rich.  
Lord, though of such a kind my faults may be,  
That sharp Affliction still must tutor me,  
(And give me due Correction in her schools)  
Yet, oh preserve me from the scorn of fools.  
Those wicked fools, that in their hearts have said▪  
There is no God; and, rather give me Bread  
By Ravens, LORD, or in a lion's Den,  
Then by the Favours of such foolish men:  
Lest, if their dainties I should swallow down,  
Their smile might more undo, me, than their frown.    


Though weakness unto me belong,  
In my Supporter, I am strong.   

TE STANTE VIREBO.   

ILLUSTR. XVIII. Book. 4  
ALthough there be no Timber in the Vine,  
Nor strength to raise the climbing Ivie-twine,  
Yet, when they have a helper by their side,  
Or, prop to stay them, like this pyramid,  
One root sometime, so many sprays will bear,  
That, you might think, some goodly Grove it were:  
Their tender stalks, to climb aloft, are seen;  
Their boughs are covered with a pleasant green;  
And, that, which else, had crept upon the ground,  
Hath tops of lofty trees, and turrets crowned.  
This Emblem, fitly shadows out the Natures  
Of us, that are the Reasonable-creatures:  
For, we are truly by our nat'rall-birth,  
Like Vines undressed, and creeping on the earth;  
Nor free from spoiling, nor in case to bear  
Good fruits, or leaves, while we are grovelling there.  
But, if newborn by Grace, straight borne are we,  
From earthly crep, by that Living-tree,  
Which, here, was planted, merely to this end,  
That, by his power, our weakness might ascend.  
And, he our frailty to himself so takes,  
So, of his might, the partners us he makes;  
That, he, in us, doth seem to hide his powers,  
And, make the strength he gives, appear as ours.  
Continue, Lord, this Grace, and grant we may,  
Firm hold, on our- Supporter, always lay:  
So climbing, that we nor neglect, nor hide  
His Love; nor over-climbe it, by our Pride.  
Thus, our yet staggering weakness, shall at length,  
Be fully changed into perfect Strength.    


Be wary, whosoever thou be,  
For, from love's arrows, none are free.   

FERIO.   

ILLUSTR. XIX. Book. 4  
GOod folks, take heed; for, here's a wanton wag,  
Who, having bows and arrows, makes his brag  
That, he hath some unhappy trick to play;  
And, vows to shoot at all he meets to day.  
Pray be not careless; for, the Boy is blind,  
And, sometimes strikes, where most he seemeth kind.  
This rambling Archer spares nor one, nor other:  
Yea, otherwhile, the Monkey shoots his Mother.  
Though you be little Children, come not near;  
For, I remember (though't be many a year  
Now gone and passed,) that, when I was a Lad,  
My Heart, a prick, by this young Wanton had,  
That, pained me seven years after: nor had I  
The grace (thus warned) to scape his waggery;  
But many times, even since I was a man,  
He shot me, oftener than I tell you can:  
And, if I had not been the stronger-hearted,  
I, for my overdaring, might have smarted.  
You laugh now, as if this were nothing so;  
But, if you meet this Blinkard with his Bow,  
You may, unless you take the better care,  
Receive a wound, before you be ware.  
I fear him not; for, I have learned how  
To keep my heartstrings from his arrows now:  
And, so might you, and so might every one  
That vain Occasions, truly seeks to shun.  
But, if you slight my counsels, you may chance  
To blame at last, your wilful ignorance:  
For, some, who thought, at first, his wounds but small  
Have died by them, in an hospital.    


On whether side soe'er I am,  
I, still, appear to be the same.   

QUOCUNQUE FERAR.   

ILLUSTR. XX. Book. 4  
THis Cube, which is an equall-sided-square,  
Doth very well, in Emblem-wise, declare  
The temper of that virtuous minded man,  
Whose resolutions nothing altar can.  
For, as the Cube, which way soever placed,  
Stands ever in one posture, firmly fast,  
And, still appears the same in form and size,  
Upon what side or part soe'er it lies:  
So, men well form by the Word divine,  
And, truly squared by virtuous Discipline,  
Will keep (though changes them shall turn & wind)  
The form and firmness of an honest-minde.  
If, digging deep, his Fortunes lay him, there,  
Where he his own, and others weights must bear,  
(There▪ many years compelling him to lie,  
Oppressed with disrespect or poverty)  
He keeps the place to which he stands enjoined,  
And brooks his chances with a constant mind.  
If she remove him thence, and set him up  
On temporal Prosperities high top,  
The squareness of Plain dealing he retains,  
And, in the same integrity remains:  
Nor coveting vain Wealth, or false esteems;  
Nor, being any other than he seems.  
Although by Nature, we are wondrous hard,  
Lord, let us into such like Stones be squared:  
Then, place us in thy spiritual Temple, so,  
That, into one firm Structure, we may grow;  
And, when we, by thy Grace, are fitted thus,  
Dwell Thou thyself, for evermore, in us.    


Deformity, within may be,  
Where outward Beauties we do see.   

BELLA IN VISTA DENTRO TRISTA.   

ILLUSTR. XXI. Book. 4  
Look well, I pray, upon this Beldame, here,  
For, in her habit, though she gay appear,  
You, through her youthful vizard, may espy  
she's of an old Edition, by her Eye:  
And, by her wainscot face, it may be seen,  
She might your Grandams first dry-nurse have been.  
This is an Emblem, fitly shadowing those,  
Who making fair, and honest outward shows,  
Are inwardly deformed; and, nothing such,  
As they to be supposed, have strived much.  
They choose their words, and play well-acted parts,  
But, hide most loathsome projects in their hearts;  
And, when you think sweet Friendship to embrace,  
Some ugly Treason, meets you in the face.  
I hate a painted Brow; I much dislike  
A Mayden-blush, daubed on a furrowed cheek:  
And, I abhor to see old wantoness play,  
And, suit themselves, like Ladies of the May.  
But, more (yea, most of all) my soul despiseth  
A Heart, that in Religious forms, disguiseth  
Profane intentions; and arrays in white,  
The coale-blacke conscience of an Hypocrite.  
Take heed of such as these; and, (if you may)  
Before you trust them, tract them in their way.  
Observe their footsteps, in their private path:  
For, these (as 'tis believed, the devil hath)  
Have cloven feet; that is, two ways they go;  
One for their ends, and other for a show.  
Now, you thus warned are, advise embrace;  
And, trust nor gaudy Clothes, nor painted Face.    


My Hand and Heart, in one agree,  
What can you more desire of me?   

EN DEXTRA FIDESQUE.   

ILLUSTR. XXII. Book. 4  
A Heart with Hand-in-hand, united thus,  
Makes here an Emblem not unknown to us;  
And, 'tis not hard for any Vulgar wit,  
Without a Comment, to interpret it.  
But, though of every man confessed it be,  
That Hand and Heart together should agree;  
And, that, what we in outward show express,  
Performed should be, with inward heartiness.  
(Since, now the World, to such a pass is grown,  
That, all is not considered, which is known)  
I cannot think it altogether vain,  
To speak of that, which may appear so plain.  
When thou dost reach thy hand unto thy friend,  
Take order, that thy heart the same intent:  
For, otherwise in Hand, or Heart, thou liest,  
And, cuttest off a Member, ere thou diest.  
Some, give their Hearts (as many Lovers do)  
Yet, are afraid, to set their hands thereto.  
Some give their Hands; and, then by many a deed,  
To ratify the gift, they dare proceed;  
Yet, keep their tongues from saying what they meant,  
To help excuse their hearts, when they repent.  
Yea, some can very cunningly express,  
In outward show, a winning heartinesses,  
And, steal the dear affections they have sought,  
From those, to whom they meant, nor promised aught.  
Then, will they, if advantage come thereby,  
Make all their Deeds, for want of Words, a lie.  
Among Dissemblers, in things temporal,  
These rascals are the ver'est Knaves of all.    


No Emblem, can at full declare,  
How fickle, Minds-unconstant are.   

VARIUM ET MUTABILE SEMPER.   

ILLUSTR. XXIII. Book. 4  
SOme, think this Emblem serveth to express  
No more, but only women's fickleness;  
And, they will most desire to have it so,  
Who, like those best, that most inconstant grow.  
Although my Fortunes were, in some things, bad,  
I never in my life, experience had  
Of an inconstant woman: Wherefore, then,  
Should I condemn the Females, more than men?  
I hear some talk, that Women fickle be:  
And so I think; and so I know are we.  
And (being put together) say I dare,  
That, they and we, in equal manner, share  
A giddiness, and fickleness of mind,  
More wavering, than a Feather, or the wind.  
The Woman, here, is placed, to typisie  
A mind distracted with much levity:  
Not, that the woman's Wav'rings are the more;  
But, for this cause: Most Vices, heretofore,  
And virtues too, our Ancestors did render,  
By words declined in the female-gender.  
The winged-Ball, (whose tottering Foundation,  
Augments the causes of our variation)  
Means, here, those useless, and vain temporal things,  
That come and go, with never-staying wings;  
And, which (if thereupon our hearts we set)  
Make Men and Women, the Vertigo get.  
Hereafter, then, let neither sex accuse  
Each other; but, their best endeavours use,  
To cure this malady in one another,  
By living well, and lovingly together.    


He that enjoys a patiented mind,  
Can Pleasures in Afflictions find.   

GAUDET PATIENTIA DURIS.   

ILLUSTR. XXIV. Book. 4  
WHat means this Countrey-peasant, skipping here  
Through prickling Thistles with such gamesome cheer?  
And, plucking off their tops, as though for Posies,  
He gathered Violets, or toothless Roses?  
What meaneth it, but only to express  
How great a joy, well-grounded patientness  
Retains in sufferings? and, what sport she makes,  
When she her journey through Affliction takes?  
I, oft have said (and, have as oft, been thought▪  
To speak a Paradox, that savours nought  
Of likely truth) that, some Afflictions bring  
A Honey bag, which cureth every Sting  
(That wounds the Flesh) by giving to the Mind,  
A pleasing taste of Sweetnesses refined.  
Nor can it other be, except in those,  
Whose Better part, quite stupified grows,  
By being cauterised in the Fires  
Of childish fears, or temporal Desires.  
For, as the Valiant (when the Coward 'swounds)  
With gladness lets the surgeon search his Wounds;  
And, though they smart, yet cheerfully endures  
The plasterss, and, the Probe, in hope of Cures:  
So, Men, assured that Afflictions pain  
Comes not for vengeance to them, nor in vain;  
But, to prepare, and fit them for the place,  
To which, they willingly direct their pace;  
In Troubles, are so fare from being sad,  
That, of their suffering, they are truly glad.  
What ever others think, I thus believe;  
And, therefore, joy, when they suppose I grieve.    


All is not Gold, which makes a show:  
But, what the Touchstone findeth so.   

SIC SPECTANDA FIDES.   

ILLUSTR. XXV. Book. 4  
WHen Silver medals, or some coins of Gold,  
Are by the goldsmith either bought or sold,  
He doth not only search them with his Eye,  
But, by the Scale, their weight will also try;  
Or, by the Touchstone, or the Test, assay  
The trueness of them, and their just allay.  
Now, by their wariness, who thus proceed,  
We fairly are admonished, to heed  
The faithfulness of him we make our Friend;  
And, on whose love we purpose to depend:  
Or else, when we a jewel think to get,  
We may be cheated by a counterfeit.  
All is not Gold that glisters: Otherwhile,  
The Tincture is so good, it may beguile  
The cunningest eye: But, bring it to the Touch,  
And, then, you find the value not so much.  
Some, keep the Tincture, brooking, likewise, well  
An ordinary Touch; but, yield a Smell,  
Which will discover it, if you apply  
Unto your Nose, that piece of Chymistrie.  
Sometime, when there's enough to give content,  
In Colour, in the Touch, and in the Scent;  
The bulk, is more than answers Gold in weight,  
And, proves it a sophistical deceit.  
Nay. some, is fully that which you desire,  
In all these Properties; and, till the fire  
Hath made assays, you'll think you might be bold  
To pawn your life, it had been Ophir-gold:  
But, to be false, the metal's then descried;  
And, such are many Friends, when they are tried.    


Apollo shoots not every day,  
But, sometime on his harp doth play.   

NON SEMPER ARCUM TENDIT.   

ILLUSTR. XXVI. Book. 4  
THere are a sort of people so severe,  
That, foolish, and injurious too, they are;  
And, if the world were to be ruled by these,  
Nor soul, not body, ever should have ease.  
The Six days, (as their wisdoms understand)  
Are to be spent in Labour, by command,  
With such a strictness, that they quite condemn  
All Recreations which are used in them.  
That, which is called the Sabbath, they confine  
To Prayers, and all Offices-divine,  
So wholly, that a little Recreation,  
That Day, is made a mark of Reprobation:  
And, (by this means) the reason is to seek,  
When their poor Servants labour all the week,  
(Of which, they'll bate them nothing) how it ties  
Them, to observe the sixefold Sacrifice  
By some enjoined; and gives them such due Rest,  
As God allowed, both to Man and Beast.  
He, gave the Woods, the Fields, and meadows, here,  
A time to rest, as well as times to bear.  
The Forest Boasts, and herds, have hours for play,  
As well as time to graze, and hunt their prey:  
And, every Bird some leisure hath to sing,  
Or, in the air, to sport it on her wing.  
And, sure, to him, for whom all these were made,  
Less kindness was not meant, than these have had.  
The Flesh will faint, if pleasure none it knows;  
The Man grows mad, that always musing goes.  
The Wisest men, will sometimes merry be:  
And, this is that, this Emblem teacheth me.    


Live, ever mindful of thy dying;  
For, Time is always from thee flying.   

VIVE MEMOR LETHI FUGIT HORA.   

ILLUSTR. XXVII. Book. 4  
THis vulgar Figure of a winged glass,  
Doth signify, how swiftly Time doth pass.  
By that lean Scull, which to this hourglass clings,  
We are informed what effect it brings;  
And, by the Words about it, we are taught  
To keep our latter ending still in thought.  
The common hourglass, of the Life of Man,  
Exceedeth not the largeness of a span.  
The Sand-like Minutes, fly away so fast,  
That, years are out, ere we think months are past:  
Yea, many times, our nat'rall-day is gone,  
Before we looked for twelve a clock at noon;  
And, where we sought for Beauty, at the Full,  
We find the Flesh quite rotten from the Skull.  
Let these Expressions of time's passage, be  
Remembrancers for ever, Lord, to me;  
That, I may still be guiltless of their crime,  
Who fruitlessly consume their precious Time:  
And, mind my Death, not with a slavish fear,  
But, with a thankful use, of life-time, here:  
Not grieving, that my days away do post;  
But, caring rather, that they be not lost,  
And, labouring with Discretion, how I may  
Redeem the Time, that's vainly slipped away.  
So, when that moment comes, which others dread,  
I, undismayed, shall climb my dying bed;  
With joyful Hopes, my Flesh to dust commend;  
In Spirit, with a steadfast Faith ascend;  
And, whilst I living am, to sin so dye,  
That dying, I may live eternally.    


In every storm, he standeth fast,  
Whose dwelling, on the rock is placed.   

MEDIIS TRANQUILLUS IN UNDIS.   

ILLUSTR. XXVIII. Book. 4  
WHat thing soever some will have expressed,  
As typified by this Halcyons-nest,  
I shall not think this Emblem ill-applied,  
If, by the same, the Church be signified.  
For, as it is (by some) affirmed of these,  
That, whilst they breed, the fury of the seas  
Is through the world allayed; and, that their Brood  
Remains in safety, then, amidst the flood:  
So, when the Christian Church was in her birth,  
There was a general Peace throughout the earth;  
And, those tumultuous Waves, which after that  
Began to rise, and be enraged thereat,  
Were calmed so, that he was borne in peace,  
From whom, the faithful offspring did increase.  
They, likewise, on a rock, their dwellings have,  
As here you see; and, though the raging Wave,  
Of dreadful Seas, hath beaten, ever since,  
Against the fortress of their strong defence,  
Yet, still stands; and, safe, it shall abide,  
Even in the midst of all their foaming pride.  
Upon this rock so place me, oh my God  
That, whatsoever Tempests be abroad,  
I may not fear the fury of my Foe;  
Nor be in danger of an overthrow.  
My life is full of storms; the water's roll,  
As if they meant to swallow up my soul.  
The Tides oppose; the furious winds do roar;  
My Cable's weak, my tackle, Lord are poor,  
And, my frail, vessel cannot long endure;  
Yet, reach to me thy hand, and I'm secure.    


That's Friendship, and true-love, indeed,  
Which firm abides, in time of need.   

BONA FIDE.   

ILLUSTR. XXIX. Book. 4  
THat's Love in earnest, which is constant found,  
When Friends are in Affliction, or in Bands;  
And, their Affection merits to be crowned,  
Whose hearts are fastened where they join their hands.  
'tis easy to be friendly, where we see  
A compliment or two will serve the turn;  
Or, where the kindness may requited be;  
Or, when the charge is with a trifle borne.  
It is as easy too, for him to spend  
At once, the full Revenues of a year,  
In Cares, for entertainment of his Friend,  
Who thinks his glory, is expensive-cheere:  
For, 'tis his pleasure; and, if none should come  
Like fashionable-Friends, for him to court,  
He would with Rogues, and Canters, fill the room,  
Or, such as should abuse, and flout him for't.  
But, hard it is, to suffer, or to spend  
For him (though worthy) that's of mean estate,  
Unlikely our occasions to befriend,  
Or, one unable to remunerate.  
Few men are liberal, whom neither Lust,  
Vain glory, prodigality, nor Pride,  
Doth forward into foolish bounty thrust;  
As may, by Observation be espied.  
For, when a slender bounty would relieve  
Their virtuous Friend, whose wants to them are known,  
To their buffoon, a knight's estate they'll give,  
And, think on t'other trifles ill-bestowne.  
Yet, this I'll say; and, give the devil his due;  
These Friends, are to their lusts, and humours, true.    


The Sword hath place, till War doth cease  
And, useful is, in time of Peace.   

PACISQUE BONUS BELLIQUE MINISTER.   

ILLUSTR. XXX. Book. 4  
THe Sword, to be an Emblem, here, we draw,  
Of the authority, which keeps in awe  
Our country's Enemies; and, those that are  
The Foes of Peace, as well as those of war;  
That, Peace may give the Law of arms her due,  
And, war, to Civill-pow'rs, respect may show.  
For, kingdoms, nor in war not Peace, can stand,  
Except the Sword have always some command:  
Yea, that, for which our foreign spoilers come,  
Domestic Foes, will else devour at home;  
And, stranger-drones the peaceful Bees will harm,  
Unless with warlike stings, themselves they arm.  
Considering this, let none be so unwise,  
The Swords well used protection to despise:  
Or, think the practice of this doubleguard,  
In any place, or age, may well be spared.  
Let not the swordman slight the powerful gown;  
Nor gownemen cast the Sword out of their town,  
Because it terrifies, or draweth Blood;  
For, otherwhile Phlebotomy is good:  
And, thought to kill a louse, the Banians fear;  
(Though Anabaptists love no Sword to wear)  
Yet, being drawn, to fright, or cut off sin,  
It may be brandished by a Cherubin.  
However, from the Sword divide not you  
(In any case) the peaceful olive bough:  
That is, let Peace, at all times, be that End,  
For which, to draw the Sword you do intent;  
And, for well-doing, be as ready, still,  
To give rewards, as blows, for doing-ill.    


A Fortune is ordained for thee,  
According as thy Labours be.   

PAR SIT FORTUNA LABORI.   

ILLUSTR. XXXI. Book. 4  
THe Spade, for Labour stands. The Ball with wings,  
Intendeth flitting rowling-wordly-things.  
This altarstone, may serve in setting forth,  
Things firmer, solid, and of greater worth:  
In which, and by the words enclosing these  
You, there, may read, your Fortune, if you please.  
If you, your Labour, on those things bestow,  
Which roll, and flutter, always, to and fro;  
It cannot be, but, that which you obtain,  
Must prove a wavering, and unconstant gain:  
For, he that soweth vanity, shall find,  
At reaping-time, no better fruit than wind,  
Your hours, in serious matters, if you spend,  
Or, such, as to a lasting purpose tend,  
The purchase of your pains will ever last;  
And, being you Pleasure, when the Labour's past.  
Yea, though in tears, your seedtime you employ,  
Your Harvest shall be fetched home, with joy.  
If much be wrought, much profit will ensue;  
If little, but a little meed is due.  
Of nothing, nothing comes: On evil deeds  
An evil conscience, and, ill fame succeeds:  
An honest-life, still finds prepared fort  
Sweet Hopes in Death; and, after, goodreport.  
Of sex, or of Degree, there's no regard:  
But, as the Labour, such is the reward.  
To worke-aright, oh Lord, instruct thou me;  
And, growd my works, and buildings all on thee:  
That by the fiery Test, when they are tried,  
My work may stand, and I may safe abide.    


Let none in troublous times repine;  
For, after storms, the Sun will shine.   

POST NUBILA PHOEBUS.   

ILLUSTR. XXXII. Book. 4  
DIscourage not yourselves, although you see  
The weather black, and storms prolonged be.  
What though it fiercely raines, and thunders loud?  
Behold, there is a rainbow in the Cloud,  
Wherein, a trustful promise may be found,  
That, quite, your little-worlds', shall not be drowned.  
The sunshine, through the foggy mists appear,  
The lowering sky, gins again to clear;  
And, though the Tempest, yet your eyes affright,  
Fair weather may befall you, long ere night.  
Such comfort speaks our Emblem, unto those,  
Whom stormy Persecution doth enclose;  
And, comforts him, that's for the present sad,  
With hopes, that better seasons may be had.  
There is nor trouble, sorrow, nor distress,  
But mitigation hath, or some release.  
Long use, or time, the storm away will turn,  
Else, Patience makes it better to be borne.  
Yea, sorrows lowering days, will come and go,  
As well as prosperous hours of Sunshine do;  
And, when 'tis past, the pain that went before,  
Will make the following pleasure seem the more.  
For, he, hath promised, whom we may believe,  
His blessing, unto those that mourn and grieve;  
And, that, though sorrow much dejects their head,  
In every need, we shall be comforted.  
This promise I believe; in every grief,  
Perform it, Lord, and help my unbelief:  
So, others viewing how thou cheerest me,  
Shall, in all sorrows, put their trust in thee.    


For whatsoever, Man doth strive,  
The Conquest, God alone, doth give.   

OMNIS VICTORIA A DOMINO.   

ILLUSTR. XXXIII. Book. 4  
WHen on the Sword, the Olive-branch attends,  
(That is, when bloody wars, have peaceful Ends)  
And, whensoever Victories are gained;  
This Emblem shows, by whom they are obtained:  
For, that all victory, doth only from  
The powerful hand of God-Almightie, come,  
The boughs of bays and Olives, do declare,  
Which round the Tetragrammatan appear.  
Nor must we think, that God bestows, alone,  
The Victories of war, on any one;  
But, that, when we contend in other things,  
From him, th'event that's wished for, also springs.  
This being so, how dare we, by the laws,  
Or, by the Sword, pursue a wicked Cause?  
How dare we bring a matter that's unjust,  
Where he (though few perceive him) judge it must?  
Or, prosecute with fury, or despite,  
Against the person of his Favourite?  
What fools are they, who seek the Conquest, by  
Oppression, Fraud, or hellish perjury?  
How mad are those, who to the wars prepare,  
For nothing, but to spoil and murder there?  
Who, nor engaged by Faith to their allies,  
Nor urged by any private injuries,  
(Nor sent, nor tolerated, by their Prince,  
Nor caring whether side hath given offence)  
Run rambling through the World, to kill and slay,  
Like needy Butchers, for two groats a day?  
These men may side, where Conquests, God bestows;  
Yet, when the Field is won, these men do lose.    


Since overmuch, will overfill,  
Pour out enough; but do not spill.   

NE QUID NIMIS.   

ILLUSTR. XXXIV. Book. 4  
IT is this Emblems meaning, to advance  
The love and practise, of true Temperance.  
For, by this Figure (which doth seem to fill,  
Until the liquor overflow, and spill)  
We are, as by example, taught to see  
How fruitless our Intemperancies be:  
Thus by the Rule of Contrarieties,  
Some virtues, best are shown to vulgar eyes.  
To see nasty Drunkard, reel and spew,  
More moves to soberness, than can the view  
Of tweatie civil men; and, to behold  
One prodigal, (that goodly lands hath sold)  
Stand torn and lousy, begging at the door,  
Would make Intemperance abhorred more,  
(And, manly soberness, much better, each)  
Than all that six Philosophers can preach:  
So, by the Vessels overflowing, here,  
True Moderation doth more praised appear,  
Than by the mean itself: And, without sin,  
That's pictured, which to do, had wicked been,  
For, though to virtuous ends; we do deny  
The Doing-ill, that Good may come thereby.  
From hence, let us be taught, that careful heed,  
Whereby we should both mind and body, feed.  
Let us, of our own selves, observe the size;  
How much we want, how little will suffice;  
And, our own long, rather leave unfilled,  
Than suffer any portion to be spilled:  
For, what we mar, shall to account be laid,  
And, what we wisely spend, shall be repaid.    


They pass through many storms, and straits,  
Who rise to any glorious heights.   

PER ANGUSTA AD AUGUSTA.   

ILLUSTR. XXXV. Book. 4  
THis Tree, which here doth largely seem to grow,  
(And spreads above, though straightened in below)  
Through adverse Winds, and many a winter's blast,  
Hath gained a fair proportion at the last;  
And, from a lowly shrub, is grown to be  
A well-esteemed, and a goodly Tree.  
Thus, hath it chanced unto many a man:  
And, he that first in misery began,  
(So poor and mean, that very few or none  
Have judged him to be worth the looking on)  
Even he, through scorns, through wrongs, and poverty,  
Hath crept, and screwed, and raised himself so high,  
That, he hath placed been among the prime,  
Of those, who seemed the Worthies of the time;  
Yea, overtopped and awed, the best of those,  
Who sought to curb him, when he first arose.  
This, I have seen; And, as we seldom find  
A Tree grow fair, that cannot brook the Wind,  
Or, must be housed at Winter; or, on whom  
The gardener's pruning-knife, did never come:  
So, I have rarely known those men to rise  
To any good, or noble qualities,  
Who feel not, first some hardship, or some storm,  
To prune, to discipline, and to reform  
Their wits and manners. For, prosperity,  
Ease, plenty, and too large a liberty,  
Doth often blast them, and, sometime bereave them,  
Of what their Predecessors worths, did leave them.  
Let, therefore, no man, fear when this he knows.  
Although in tempests, and through straits he goes.    


God, ever will be present, there,  
Where, of one Faith, and Mind they are.   

FIDUCIA CONCORS.   

ILLUSTR. XXXVI. Book. 4  
A Fixed palm, (whose Fingers do appear,  
As if displayed, and advanced they were)  
Intended by our Author, here, we see,  
To shadow out agreeing-Minds, that be  
Established in one Trust. And, well it may,  
That virtue, of the holy Church display.  
For, as our hands, the better means can make,  
To gain, as well as to retain, or take,  
The benefits we seek; when we intent,  
Our differing Fingers, all, to work one end:  
So, when the Church of Christ (wherein we find  
A difference of Degrees) shall with one mind,  
Pursue a faithful hope; they'll soon obtain,  
That wished benefit, they seek to gain:  
For, when but two or three shall in God's name,  
Request a blessing, he will grant the same.  
Let all thy several Churches, LORD (that stand  
Like many Fingers, members of one Hand)  
Thy Will essential with joint love obey,  
Though circumstantially, they differ may.  
Some have the larger Circuit, some are stronger,  
Some are of short continuance, some of longer;  
But, though their gifts may differ, yet provide,  
That, still, on one Foundation, they may bide;  
And, that, all those, who in one Faith agree,  
May, in one Band of Love, united be:  
Till our confined wisdom comes to know,  
That, many things, for which we wrangle so,  
Would further that, whose hindrance we do fear,  
If more our Faith, and less our Discord were.    


Protect me, if I worthy be;  
If I demerit, punish me.   

PRO ME SI MEREOR IN ME.   

ILLUSTR. XXXVII. Book. 4  
THis Emblem, forth unto your view hath set,  
A Sword, together with a Coronet;  
To show the prudent Reader, what Reward  
For ill, and for well doing is prepared;  
That they, who heretofore, amisle have done,  
May learn, their threatened punishments to shun:  
That they, whose Actions warrantable were,  
May, in their honest Courses, persevere:  
And, that those men, who great and powerful be,  
Should punish and reward, as cause they see.  
Men are of differing tempers: Some, are won  
By promises, and gentle means alone:  
Some, moved are by shame; and, some through dread,  
To be in purse, or body punished.  
And, some, their duties are allured to do,  
No way, but by a mixture of these two.  
They, therefore, neither Wise, nor Honest be,  
Who dandle all Offenders on their knee;  
Or, punish only with a God-forbid;  
Or, Do not so, my sons, as Ely did.  
Nor wiser aught, are they, nor honester,  
Who always fright, and threaten those that err;  
No mercy joining, to the chastisement  
Of them, whose faults are worthy to be shent.  
Nor are they less to blame, who carry Swords,  
To punish errors; but, nor looks, nor words,  
To cherish well deservings: And, in this,  
Most men, that punish others, do amiss.  
Sure, if the Sword misdoing, may pursue,  
For doing-well, the Coronet is due.    


The Tongue, which every secret speaks,  
Is like a barrel full of leaks.   

HAC ATQUE ILLAC PERFLUIT.   

ILLUSTR. XXXVIII. Book. 4  
THe barrel, from whose bottom, sides, and bung,  
The liquor (as in this our Emblem) flows,  
May fitly typify the babbling Tongue,  
Of him that utters every thing he knows.  
For, such as are their tasks, who strive to fill  
An ever-leaking vessel, to the brim;  
Even such are his, who laboureth to still  
A tatlers' tongue; for, pains are lost on him.  
This Figure, also, serveth to express,  
The trustless nature of a whorish woman;  
For, she to all displays her wantonness,  
And, cares to keep her secrecies, from no man.  
Within her bosom, nothing long she keeps,  
But, whatsoever she conceives or knows,  
Straight, from the heart, up to her tongue, it creeps;  
And, round about the city, then, it goes.  
Be warned therefore, and commit thou not  
Thy person, state, or fame, to such as these;  
Lest, they thy Reputation do bespot,  
Consume thy Substance, or thy mind disease.  
But, most of all, be wary, lest the crime,  
Which here we do reproove, thy mind infect:  
For, Vice, like weeds, will grow in little time,  
And, outgrow virtues, if we them neglect.  
The surest way to keep such errors out,  
And, in ourselves true virtues to maintain;  
Is, to be hooped with temperance, round about,  
And, our outflowing humours to restrain.  
If thus we practise, 'twill prevent the wrongs  
Of our own errors, and of others tongues.    


How ever thou the Viper take▪  
A dangerous hazard thou dost make.   

UT CUNQUE.   

ILLUSTR. XXXIX. Book. 4  
THis Figure warns us, that we meddle not  
With matters, whereby nothing may be got,  
Save harm or loss; and, such as once begun,  
We may, nor safely do, nor leave undone.  
I should be loath to meddle in the strife  
Arising 'twixt a Husband, and his Wife;  
For, Truth concealed, or spoke, on either side,  
May one or th' other grieve, or both divide.  
I would not with my most familiar Mate,  
Be Partner in the whole of my estate;  
Lest I, by others errors, might offend,  
Or, wrong my Family, or, lose my Friend.  
I would not, willingly, in my distress,  
From an unworthy hand, receive redress;  
Nor, when I need a surety, would I call  
An unthrift, or a roaring prodigal:  
For, either these I thanklesly must shun,  
Or, humour them, and be perhaps undone.  
I would not hear my Friend unwisely prate  
Those things, of which I must inform the State:  
And, seem unfriendly; or, else leave to do,  
That, which a stronger Band obligeth to.  
Nor would I, for the world, my heart should be  
Enthralled by one, that might not marry me;  
Or, such like passions, be perplexed in,  
As hang betwixt a virtue, and a Stone;  
Or, such, as whether way soe'er I went,  
Occasioned guilt, or shame, or discontent:  
For, howsoe'er we manage such like things,  
We handle winding Vipers, that have stings.    


The gaining of a rich Estate,  
Seems, many times, restrained by Fate.   

FATA OBSTANT.   

ILLUSTR. XL. Book. 4  
OBserve this wheel, and you shall see how Fate  
Doth limit out to each man, that Estate  
Which he obtains; Then, how he doth aspire  
To such a height; and, why he mounts no higher:  
For, whatsoever their Authors understood,  
These Emblems, now, shall speak as I think good.  
The Cornucopias fastened to a Round,  
Thus fixed, may show, that Riches have their bound;  
And, can be raised, by man's power or wits,  
No higher than God's Providence permits.  
The placing of them on that wheel, doth show,  
That, some wax poor, as others Wealthy grow:  
For, look how much the higher, one doth rise,  
So much the lower, still, the other lies;  
And, when the height of one is at an end,  
He sinks again, that others may ascend.  
The many stops, which on this wheel you spy,  
Those many obstacles may typisie,  
Which bar all those that unto Wealth aspire,  
From compassing the Round of their desire.  
The want of Wit, from Riches, barreth some;  
Some, cannot rich, because of Sloth, become.  
Some, that are wise, and painful, are denied  
Increase of wealth, through Pleasure, or through Pride.  
Some, lose much profit, which they else might make,  
Because of Conscience, or for Credit sake.  
If none of these did hinder, we have store,  
That might be Rich, who, yet, are very poor.  
And, these, indeed, do come to be those Fates,  
Which keep most men, from getting large Estates.    


In all thine Actions, have, a care,  
That no unseemliness appear.   

VT NE QUID DEDECEAT.   

ILLUSTR. XLI. Book. 4  
THe virgin, or the Wife, that much desires,  
To please her Lovers, or her, Husband's Eyes,  
In all her costl'est Robes, herself attires;  
And, seeks the coml'est dress, she can devise.  
Then, to her trusty looking-glass, she goes,  
(Where, often, she her person turns and winds)  
To view, how seemly her attiring shows;  
Or, whether ought amiss therein she finds.  
Which praiseful Diligence, is figured thus  
In this our Emblem; that, it may be made  
A documentall sign, remembering us,  
What care of all our Actions, must be had.  
For, he that in God's presence would appear  
An acceptable soul; or, gracious grow  
With men, that of approved conditions are,  
Must by some faithful glass, be trimmed so.  
The good Examples of those pious men,  
Who lived in elder times, may much avail:  
Yea, and by others evils, now and then,  
Men see how grossly, they themselves, do fail.  
A wise Companion, and, a loving Friend,  
Stands nearer, than those ancient glasses do;  
And, serveth well to such an useful end:  
For▪ he may be thy glass, and fountain too.  
His good Example, shows thee what is fit;  
His Admonition, checks what is awry;  
He, by his Good-advise, reformeth it;  
And, by his Love, thou mend'st it pleasedly.  
But, if thou do desire the perfectest glass,  
join to the Morall-Law, the Law of Grace.    


We, bring the honey to the Hive;  
But, others, by our labours thrive.   

NON NOBIS.   

ILLUSTR. XLII. Book. 4  
THe pretty Bees, with daily pains contrive  
Their curious combs, and from the flowery Fields,  
Do bring that pleasant sweetness to their Hive,  
Which Nectar, and ambrosiac dainties, yields,  
Yet, when themselves with labours they have tired,  
The following winter's famine to prevent,  
For their good service, either they are fired,  
Or, forth into an empty Hive are sent:  
And, there, with slender diet they are served,  
To leave another summer's work, to those  
Who take no care, though all the swarm be starved,  
If weak and quite past labour once it grows.  
As with such Bees, it fares with many a one,  
That, spends his youthful time in honest thrift;  
And, by the wasp, the Hornet, or the Drone,  
Of all their labours, they are soon bereft.  
Sometime, the bordering Flies, much wrong this brood,  
Through idle visit; or, them despoil,  
By making friendly shows of neighbourhood;  
When, all their compliments, are nought but guile.  
Sometime, their powerful Foes do rob them quite;  
Sometime, their Lords, or Landlords, with pretence,  
Of claiming only what is just and right,  
Oppress them without mercy, or defence.  
Thus, by one course or other, daily, some  
(That are laborious in an honest way)  
The prey of Pride, or idleness become:  
And, such as these, may therefore truly say,  
That, whatsoever they to pass have brought,  
Not for themselves, but others, they have wrought.    


God, by their Names, the Stars doth call;  
And, he is Ruler of them all.   

ASTRA DEUS REGIT.   

ILLUSTR. XLIII. Book. 4  
SOme say, and many men do these commend)  
That, all our deeds, and Fortunes do depend  
Upon the motions of celestial Spheres;  
And, on the constellations of the stars.  
If this were true, the stars, alone, have been  
Prime cause of all that's good, and of all sin.  
And, 'twere (I thinks) injustice to condemn,  
Or, give rewards to any, but to them.  
For, if they made me sin, why for that ill,  
Should I be damned, and they shine brightly, still?  
If they enforced my goodness, why should I  
Be glorified for their piety?  
And, if they neither good nor ill constrain,  
Why then, should we of destiny complain?  
For, if it be (as 'tis) absurd to say,  
The stars enforce us (since they still obey  
Their just Commander) 'twere absurd, fare,  
To say, or think, that God's Decree it were,  
Which did necessitate the very same,  
For which, we think the stars might merit blame.  
He made the stars to be an aid unto us,  
Not (as is fond dreamed) to help undo us:  
(Much less, without our fault, to ruinated,  
By doom of irrecoverable Fate)  
And, if our good endeavours, use we will,  
Those glorious creatures will be helpful still  
In all our honest ways: For, they do stand  
To help, not hinder us, in God's command;  
And, he not only rules them by his powers,  
But, makes their Glory, servant unto ours.    


Who, Patience tempts, beyond her strength,  
Will make it Fury, at the length.   

FUROR FIT LAESA SAEPIUS PATIENTIA.   

ILLUSTR. XLIIII. Book. 4  
ALthough we know not a more patiented creature,  
Than is the lamb, (or, of less harmful nature)  
Yet, as this Emblem shows, when childish wrong,  
Hath troubled, and provoked him overlong,  
He grows enraged; and makes the wanton boys,  
Be glad to leave their sports, and run their ways.  
Thus have I seen it with some Children far,  
Who, when their Parents too indulgent were,  
Have urged them, till their Doting grew to Rage,  
And, shut them wholly from their Heritage.  
Thus, many times, a foolish man doth lose  
His faithful Friends, and justly makes them foes.  
Thus, froward Husbands; and, thus, peevish Wives,  
Do fool away the comfort of their lives;  
And, by abusing of a patient-Mate,  
Turn dearest Love, into the deadliest Hate:  
For any wrong may better be excused,  
Than, kindness, long and wilfully abused.  
Put, as an injured lamb, provoked, thus,  
Well typisies how much it moveth us,  
To find our Patience wronged: So, let us make  
An Emblem of ourselves, thereby to take  
More heed, how God is moved towards them,  
That, his long suffering, and his Love contemn.  
For, as we somewhat have of every Creature,  
So, we in us, have somewhat of his Nature:  
Or, if it be not said the same to be,  
His Pictures, and his Images are we.  
Let, therefore, his long-suffring, well be weighed,  
And, keep us, to provoke him, still afraid.    


He that is blind, will nothing see,  
What light soe'er about him be.   

COECUS Nile LUCE juvatur.   

ILLUSTR. XLV. Book. 4  
IT is by some supposed, that our owls,  
By daytime, are no perfect sighted fowls;  
And, that, the more you do augment the light,  
The more you shall deprive them of their sight.  
Nor Candles, Torches, nor the Sun at noon,  
Nor Spectacles, nor all of these in one  
Can make an Owlet in the daytime see,  
Though none, by night, hath better eyes than she.  
This Emblem, therefore, sets their blindness forth,  
Who cannot see, when an apparent worth  
Illustrates virtuous Men; yet, seem to spy  
Those faults, where with ill-willers them belie.  
The blindness, also, well it may declare,  
Of heretics, who Eagle sighted are,  
In Sophistries, and in the cloudy night,  
Of those dark Errors, which delude the sight;  
Yet, cannot see the rays of Truth divine,  
Though, brighter than the Day light, she doth shine.  
It, likewise, very fitly typifies,  
Those, in our days, who spy out mysteries,  
Beyond the moon; yet, cannot gain the view  
Of that, which common Reason proveth true:  
And, therefore, only, cry it (madly) down,  
Because, by reason's light, it may be known.  
These, when 'twas offered, first, the light refused;  
And, they have now the darkness which they choosed.  
Till, therefore, God shall offer Grace again,  
Man strives to set up Lights, to these, in vain:  
For, what are Lights to those who blinded be?  
Or, who so blind, as they that will not see?    


None knows, until the Fight be past,  
Who shall be Victor, at the last.   

INTER UTRUMQUE VOLAT.   

ILLUSTR. XLVI. Book. 4  
WHile these two Champions for the Conquest fight,  
Betwixt them both Victoria takes her flight,  
On doubtful wings; and, till the fray be past,  
None knows▪ to whether, she the Wreath will cast.  
Which Emblem serves, not only, to express  
The danger, and the issues doubtfulness,  
In all Contentions; but, may warn us too,  
That, we no strive rashly undergo;  
Since they, who long with painful skill have strived  
Of likely Conquests, are at length deprived.  
Force, much prevails; but Sleight and Wit hath power  
Sometime, to hurl down Strength upon the floor.  
Sometimes again, our Ingineeres do fail;  
And, blows, do more than Stratagems, prevail.  
Though, I, upon mine honest-Cause depend,  
Another may o'erthrow it, by his Friend:  
And, he that boasteth of his patron's grace,  
May lose his hopes, if Bribing come in place.  
To say the Truth, in whatsoever Cause,  
We by the Sword contend, or by the laws,  
There's no event or issue more assured,  
Than this, that, loss to both shall be procured:  
And, that, sometime, as well an innocent,  
As guilty-cause, may find an ill event.  
Let, therefore, our endeavours be, to strive,  
Who, shall hereafter, lest occasion give  
Of those contentions, and of those debates,  
Which hurt our honour, safety, or estates:  
That, we, a Conquest, may be sure to gain,  
And, none repine, at that which we obtain.    


Why should I fear the want of Bread?  
If God so please, I shall be fed.   

SI DEUS VOLUERIT.   

The blessed Psalmist, fitly did express,  
By grinning-dogs, which howling roam by night,  
To satisfy their grudging appetite.  
Here, therefore, by an Emblem, we are shown,  
That, God, (who as he lists, bestows his own)  
Providing so, that none may be unfed,  
Doth offer to the dogs, the children's bread.  
And, by this Emblem, we advised are,  
Of their presumptuous boldness to beware,  
Who bond God's mercy; and, have shut out some  
From hope of Grace, before the Night is come:  
Since, to the Dogs, his meat is not denied,  
If they return, (though not till Evening tide.)  
Moreover, we, some notice hence may take,  
That, if provision, God, vouchsafes to make,  
For Lions, Dogs, and Ravens, in their need,  
He will his lambs, and harmless Turtles feed:  
And, so provide, that they shall always have  
Sufficient, to maintain the Life he gave.  
I must confess, I never merit shall,  
The crumbs, which from thy children's table fall:  
Yet, thou hast oft, and freely fed me, Lord,  
Among thy Children, at thy Holy-board:  
Nor have I, there, been filled with Bread alone;  
But, on the blessed body of thy son,  
My soul hath feasted. And, if thou dost grant  
Such favours, Lord! what can I fear to want?  
For, doubtless, if thy son thou please to give,  
All other things with him, I shall receive.    


All Flesh, is like the withered Hay,  
And, so it strings, and fades away.   

OMNIS CARO FOENUM.   

ILLUXTR. XLVIII. Book. 4  
THis Infant, and this little truss of Hay,  
When they are moral zed, seem to say,  
That, Flesh is but a tust of Morning Grasse,  
Both green, and withered, ere the daylight pass.  
And, such we truly find it; for, behold,  
as soon as Man is borne, he waxeth old,  
In griefs, in sorrows, or Necessities;  
And, withers every hour, until he dies:  
Now, flourishing, as grass, when it is grown,  
Strait perishing, as grass, when it is mown.  
If, we with other things, man's Age compare,  
His Life is but a Day (For, equalled are  
His years with hours: His Months, with Minutes be  
Fit parallels; and, every breathing, we  
May term a Day) yet, some, even at the Night  
Of that short Day, are dead, and withered quite.  
Before the Morning of our lives be done,  
The Flesh oft fades: Sometime, it grows till noon:  
But, there's no mortal Flesh, that will abide  
Vnparched longer, than till Evening-tide.  
For, in itself, it always carries that,  
Which helpeth so, itself to ruinate;  
That, though it feel, nor storm, not scorching flame,  
An inbred Canker, will consume the same.  
Considering well, and well remembering this,  
Account the Flesh no better than it is:  
Wrong not thine everlasting soul, to cherish  
A Gourd, which in a moment's time will perish.  
Give it the tendance, fit for fading Crops;  
But, for Hay harvest, lose not better hopes.    


Make use of Time, that's coming on;  
For, that is perished, which is gone.   

PERIT QUOD ELAPSUM EST.   

ILLUSTR. XLIX. Book. 4  
THis glass declares, how Time doth, pass away;  
And, if the Words, about it, rightly say,  
Thy Time that's, gone, is lost: and, proof will show,  
That, many find both Words, and Emblem, true.  
How fast their Time departs, they best perceive,  
From whom it steals, before they take their leave,  
Of what they love; and, whose last hour is gone,  
Before their chiefest businesses are done.  
How fast it slides, even they are also taught,  
(Too late, perhaps) who never kept in thought  
Their ending-day; but, always did presume,  
Or, largely hope upon the Time to come;  
The present-howres, nor thankfully enjoying,  
Nor, honestly, nor usefully employing.  
That years expired, are lost, they likewise find:  
For, when their understanding brings to mind,  
How fond (or, how ill perchance) they spent  
Their passed age; they see, with discontent,  
The Time, not only lost, but, worse than so;  
Lost with a thousand other Losses more:  
And, that, when they shall need it, wealth nor power,  
Can purchase them, one minute of an hour.  
Consider this, all ye that spend the prime,  
The nonne-tide, and the twilight of your Time,  
In childish play-games, or mere worldly things;  
As if you could, at pleasure, clip Times wings,  
Or turn his glass; or, had a Life, or twain  
To live, when you had fooled out this in vain.  
Short is the present; lost Times-passed be;  
And, Time to come, we may not live to see.    


The Garland, He alone shall wear,  
Who, to the goal, doth persevere.   

PERSEVERANTI DABITUR.   

ILLUSTR. L. Book. 4  
AN arm is with a Garland here extended;  
And, as the Motto saith. it is intended,  
To all that persevere. This being so;  
Let none be faint in heart, though they be slow:  
For, he that creeps, until his Race be done,  
Shall gain a Wreath, aswell as they that run.  
This being so; let no man walk in doubt,  
As if Gods arm of Grace were stretched out  
To some small number: For, whoever gins  
And perseveres, the proffered Garland wins:  
And, God respects no persons; neither lays  
A stumbling block in any of our ways.  
This being so, let no man think't enough  
To set his hand, a little, to the Plough,  
And, then desist; but, let him still pursue,  
To do that work, to which that Wreath is due:  
For, nor on Good beginners, nor on those  
That, walk halfway, (much less on him, that goes  
No step at all) will God this gift confer;  
But, only, unto those that persevere.  
LORD, by thy Grace, an entrance I have made  
In honest paths; and, thy assistance had,  
To make in them, some slow proceed too.  
Oh grant me, full ability, to do  
Thy sacred Will; and, to begin, and end  
Such works, as to thy glory, still, may tend.  
That (Walking, and continuing in the Path,  
Which evermore, thine approbation hath)  
I may that Garland, by thy grace, obtain,  
Which, by mine own desert, I cannot gain.  
Glory be to God.    

THE fourth lottery.  

1  
THou, of a noble mind, art thought,  
Which, heavenly things, hath chief sought.  
And, scornest thy virtue to debase,  
By loving those of lower place.  
If so, thine Emblem doth express  
Thy wisdom, and thy worthiness.  
But, if to earthward thou incline;  
Thence, learn Affections more Divine. 
See Emb. I.    

2  
Some words or thoughts, perhaps, of your  
Have wronged God's providence, or power:  
Else, you (it may be) to some place,  
Confine his unconfined Grace;  
Or, think, he never taketh care,  
Of any realm, but where you are.  
Your Lot, now, therefore, doth provide,  
To have your judgement rectifide. 
See, Emb. II.    

3  
Thou Mayst be wise, but, there is, yet,  
Some crack, or failing in thy wit:  
For, thou dost personate a part,  
That, shows thee other, than thou art.  
Thine Emblem, therefore, doth declare,  
What Habit, such deserve to wear,  
And, that, he merits Asses ears,  
Who is not, that, which he appears. 
See, Emb. III.    

4  
You have, as yet, much work to do,  
But, you have little time thereto:  
That, little, flies away with speed,  
And, you the loss, as little heed.  
Lest, therefore, all your time be gone,  
Before you duly think thereon,  
A memorandum you have got,  
By drawing, of this lucky Lot. 
See, Emb. iu.    

5  
Though you, perhaps, no peril dread,  
A mischief hangs above your head;  
By which, you (taking little care)  
May perish ere you be ware.  
To mind you, therefore, to eschew  
Such Miseries as may ensue;  
Your Lot, this warning Emblem sent;  
Observe it, and your harms prevent. 
See, Emb. V.    

6  
Thou fliest, in hope, to shun thy grief;  
Thou changest place, to seek relief;  
And, many blameless things are shent  
As, causers of thy discontent.  
But trouble, now, no more thy mind,  
The root of thy disease to find;  
For, by thine Emblem, thou shalt see,  
The fountain, whence thy torments be. 
See, Emb. vi    

M 7  
Thou art, or else thou wert, of late,  
Some great, or petty, Magistrate;  
Or, Fortune thereunto, perchance,  
In time to come, will thee advance.  
But, by thine Emblem, thou shalt see,  
That, when restrained, thy power shall be,  
Offenders, thereof will be glad,  
And scoff the power which thou hast had;  
Observe it; and be so upright,  
That, thou Mayst laugh at their despite. 
See, Emb. VII.    

8  
Promotion thou dost much desire,  
And, spacious Fortunes to acquire;  
As, if thou thoughtst, thou mightst attain,  
True blessedness, by such a gain:  
To show thee, therefore, what event,  
What happiness, and what content,  
Such things, will bring us, at the last,  
An useful Object, now, thou hast. 
See, Emb. VIII.    

9  
Disheartened be not, though thou see,  
Thy Hopes, quite frustrate seem to be;  
For, many Hopes, appearing past,  
Have, been renewed again, at last;  
And, grew far greater, than before,  
When, they seemed lost, for evermore.  
Examples, therefore, now are brought,  
That, still, to Hope, thou mayst be taught. 
See Emb. IX.    

M 10  
Most men desire to gain the Fate,  
Which keeps them safe, in every state;  
And, you, no doubt, would fain provide;  
A Station, which might firm abide.  
If so you mean; your Lot hath brought,  
Some news of that, which you have sought:  
For, by your Emblem, you may see,  
What men shall most unmooved be. 
See, Emb. X.    

11  
You seem, to wonder, much of late,  
That, some go backward in Estate,  
Who seem to thrive; and, why, we find,  
Those Friends, who seemed very kind,  
(And, forward, good respects to show)  
Do, now unkind, and froward grow.  
But, when your Emblem you shall see,  
No wonder, then, such things will be. 
See, Emb. XI.    

12  
Thou seek'st a Conquest; or, (at least)  
Of such a power to be possessed,  
As none can conquer; And, bohold,  
Thou, in an Emblem, shalt be told  
The means to get thy hearts desire.  
Yet, know, that if thou come no nigher,  
Then but to know the means of bliss,  
The farther off, the blessing is. 
See, Emb. XII.    

13  
Thou liv'st as one who thinks, that, Fate  
All Actions did necessitate;  
And, that to do, or leave undone,  
Thy Businesses, came all to one.  
If thus thou think, perhaps, this Chance;  
May help to cure thine Ignorance;  
And, show, when 'twill be, wholly, fit  
To Fate, our matters, to commit. 
See, Emb. XIII.    

14  
Thy neighbour's house when thou dost view,  
Welfurnisht, pleasant, large, or new,  
Thou thinkest good Lar, always dwell,  
In Lodgings that are trimmed so well.  
But, by thine Emblem, thou art shown,  
That (if thou lov'dst what is thine own)  
Thatched roofs, as true Contentments yield,  
As those, that are with Cedar ceil.  
Vain Fancies, therefore, from thee cast;  
And, be content with what thou hast. 
See, Emb. XIV    

15  
Thou seekest Preferment, as a thing,  
Which East, or Westerne-winds might bring;  
And, thinkest to gain a temporal crown,  
By powers and virtues of thine own:  
But, now thy Lot informs from whom,  
The sceptre, and preferments come;  
Seek, thence, thy lawful hopes fruition,  
And, cherish not a vain ambition. 
See, Emb. XV.    

16  
This Lot, though rich, or poor, thou be,  
Presents an Emblem, fit for thee.  
If Rich, it warns not to be proud;  
Since, fortune's favours are allowed  
To Swinish-men▪ If thou be poor,  
Deject thou not thyself, the more;  
For, many worthymen, there are,  
Who, do not Fortunes jewels wear. 
See, Emb. XVI.    

17  
Thou, dost not greatly care, by whom  
Thy wealth, or thy Preferments, come:  
So, thou Mayst get them, fool or Knave,  
Thy prayers, and thy praise may have;  
Because thou dost nor fear, nor dream,  
What disadvantage comes by them:  
But, by thine Emblem, thou shalt see,  
That, mischiefs, in their favours be. 
See, Emb. XVII.    

18  
You boast, as if it were, unknown  
The power you have were not your own:  
But, had you not an able Prop,  
You could not bear so high a Top;  
And, if that aid forsake you shall,  
Down to the ground, you soon will fall.  
Acknowledge this; and, humble grow,  
You may be, still, supported so. 
See Emb. XVIII,    

19  
This Lot of yours doth plainly show,  
That, in some danger now you go.  
But, wounds by steel, yet, fear you not;  
Nor pistolling, nor canonshot;  
But, rather, dread the shafts that fly,  
From some deepe-wounding wantoness eye.  
Your greatest perils are from thence;  
Get, therefore, Armour of defence. 
See Emb. XIX.    

20  
Thy virtues, often, have been tried,  
To find what proofs they will abide:  
Yet, think not all thy trials past,  
Till thou on every side art cast;  
Nor, fear thou, what may chance to thee,  
If truly, square, thy dealings be:  
For, then, what ever doth befall,  
Nor harm, nor shame, betid thee shall. 
See, Emb. XX.    

21  
Fine Clothes, fair Words, enticing Face,  
With masks of piety and Grace,  
Oft, cheat you, with an outward show,  
Of that, which prooveth nothing so.  
Therefore, your Emblems moral read;  
And, ere too fare you do proceed,  
Think, whom you deal withal to day,  
Who, by fair shows, deceive you may. 
See, Emb. XXI.    

22  
You, are accused of no man, here,  
As, if to any, false, you were  
In word, or Deed; and, wish, we do,  
Your Conscience may acquit you too,  
But, if yourself you guilty find,  
(As, unto such a fault inclined)  
The crime, already past, repent;  
And, what is yet undone, prevent. 
See, Emb. XXII.    

M 23  
You have delighted much, of late,  
'Gainst women's fickleness, to prate;  
As if this frailty you did find,  
Entailed, alone, on Womankind:  
But, in yourself, there's now and then,  
Great proofs, of wavering minds, in men:  
Then, judged not faults which are unknown;  
But, rather learn to mend your own. 
See, Emb. XXIII.    

24  
At you Afflictions, you repine,  
And, in all troubles, cry, and whine;  
As if, to suffer, brought no joy;  
But, quite, did all contents destroy.  
That, you might, therefore, patiented grow,  
And, learn, that virtue's power, to know,  
This Lot, unto your view, is brought:  
Peruse, and practise what is taught. 
See, Emb. XXIV.    

25  
On out side Friends, thou much relist,  
And, trustest, oft, before thou try'st;  
By which, if Cousnage thou escape,  
Thy Wit we praise not, but thy Hap:  
But lest by trust, (ere trial due)  
Thou, overlate, thy Trusting sue;  
Observe the moral of thy Lot,  
And, look that thou forget it not. 
See, Emb. XXV.    

26  
By this your Lot, it should appear,  
That, you yourself are too severe;  
Or, have, by some, persuaded been,  
That, every Pleasure is a sin.  
That, wiser therefore, you may grow,  
You have an Emblem, now, to show,  
That, he, whose wisdom all men praise,  
Sometime, lays down his Bow, and plays. 
See, Emb. XXVI.    

27  
Thou little heedst how Time is lost,  
Or, how thine hours away do post;  
Nor art thou mindful of the day,  
In which thy life, will breathe away.  
To thee this Lot, now therefore, came,  
To make thee heedful of the same.  
So, of thy duty, let it mind thee,  
That, thou Mayst live, when Death shall find (thou. 
See, Emb. XXVII.    

28  
A safe-abiding, wouldst thou know,  
When Seas do rage, and winds do blow?  
If so; thine Emblem shows, thee, where  
Such privileges gained are.  
Observe it well; then, do thy best,  
To be a youngling, in that nest  
There moralised: and, mock thou not  
At what is taught thee, by this Lot. 
See, Emb. XXVIII.    

29  
Believe not, always, as thy Creed,  
That, Love-profest, is Love-indeed;  
But, their Affections entertain,  
Who in thy need, firm Friends remain.  
Perhaps, it much may thee concern,  
This Lesson, perfectly, to learn.  
Thine Emblems moral, therefore view,  
And, get true Ertends, by being true. 
See, Emb. XXIX.    

30  
The Consciences, of some, afford  
No lawful use unto the Sword:  
Some dream, that, in the time of peace,  
The practice of all arms may cease;  
And, you, perhaps, among the rest,  
With such like fancies are possessed.  
However, what your moral says  
Observe; and, walk in blameless ways. 
See, Emb. XXX.    

31  
A better Fortune you might gain,  
If you, could take a little pain:  
If you have Wealth, you should have more,  
And, should be Rich, (though you are poor)  
If to the long you have had,  
A true endeavour you would add:  
For, by your Emblem, you may see,  
Such, as your pains, your gains will be, 
See, Emb. XXXI.    

32  
When any troublous Time appears,  
Your Hope is overcome, with fears,  
As, if with every flood of rain.  
The World would quite be drowned again,  
But, by your Emblem, you shall see,  
That, Sunshine, after storms may be:  
And, you this Lot, (it may be) drew,  
In times of need, to comfort you. 
See, Emb. XXXII.    

33  
When, you to aught, pretend a right,  
You think to win it by your might.  
Yea, by your strength, your purse or friends,  
You boast to gain your wished ends.  
But, such Presumptions to prevent  
You to an Emblem now are sent  
That, shows, by whom he Victor grows,  
That wins, by giving overthrows. 
See, Emb. XXXIII.    

34  
If, truly temperate, thou be,  
Why should this Lot, be drawn by thee?  
Perhaps, thou either dost exceed,  
In costly Robes; or drink, or feed,  
Beyond the mean. If, this thou find,  
Or, knowst, in any other kind,  
How thou offendest by excess,  
Now, leave off, that intemp'ratnesse. 
See Emb. XXXIV    

35  
Thou hop'st, to climb, to honoured heights,  
Yet, wouldst not pass through storms or straits;  
But, shun'st them so, as if there were  
No way to bliss, where troubles are.  
Lest, then, thou lose thy hoped-for praise,  
By, seeking wide, and easy ways;  
See what thine Emblem doth disclose.  
And, fear not every wind that blows. 
See, Emb. XXXV.    

36  
Sometimes, it may be, thou dost find,  
That, God, thy prayers, doth not mind,  
Nor, heed, of those Petitions take,  
Which, men and Congregations make.  
Now, why they take so ill effect,  
Thou, by our moral, Mayst collect:  
And, by the same, shalt also see,  
When, all thy suits will granted be. 
See, Emb. XXXVI.    

37  
Thou, hast been very forward, still,  
To punish those, that merit ill;  
But, thou didst never, yet, regard  
To give Desert, her due Reward.  
That, therefore, thou Mayst now have care,  
Of such Injustice, to beware,  
Thine Emblem, doth to thee present,  
As well Reward, as punishment. 
See, Emb. XXXVII.    

38  
Thou, either haste a babbling tongue,  
Which, cannot keep a secret, long;  
Or, shalt, perhaps, endangered grow,  
By such, as utter all they know.  
In one, or other, of the twain,  
Thou Mayst be harmed; and, to thy gain,  
It may redound, when thou shalt see,  
What, now, thine Emblem, counsels thee. 
See, Emb. XXXVIII.    

39  
By this, thy Lot, we understand,  
That, somewhat, thou hast taken in hand,  
Which, (whether, further, thou Proceed  
Or quite desist) will danger breed.  
Consider, then, what thou hast done,  
And, since the hazard is begun,  
Advised be to take the Course,  
Which may not make the danger worse. 
See, Emb. XXXIX    

40  
The Destinies, thou blamest, much,  
Because, thou canst not be so rich,  
As others are: But blame no more  
The Destinies, as heretofore;  
For, if it please thee to behold,  
What, by thine emblem, shall be told,  
Thou, there, shalt find, which be those Fates,  
That, keep men low, in their estates. 
See, Emb. XL.    

41  
Thou thinkest, that thou from faults art free;  
And, here, unblamed thou shalt be.  
But, if to all men, thou wilt seem  
As fair, as in thine own esteem,  
Presume thou not abroad to pass,  
Until, by every lookingglass,  
Which, in thy moral, is expressed,  
Thou hast, both mind, and Body dressed. 
See Emb. XLI.    

42  
Some, labour hardly, all their days,  
In painefull-profitable ways;  
And, others taste the sweetest gain,  
Of that, for which these took the pain:  
Yet, these, they not alone undo,  
But, having robbed, they murder too.  
The wrongs of such, this Emblem shows,  
That, thou mayst help, or pity those. 
See, Emb. XLII.    

43  
Thou, often hast observed with fears,  
Th' aspects, and motions of the stars,  
As if, they threatened Fates to some,  
Which, God could never save them from▪  
If this, thy dreaming Error be,  
Thine Emblems moral shows to thee,  
That, God retraines the Starry-Fates,  
And, no man's harm, necessitates. 
See, Emb. XLIII.    

44  
Thou, hast provoked, over long,  
Their patience, who neglect the wrong;  
And, thou dost little seem to heed,  
What harm it threats, if thou proceed.  
To thee, an Emblem, therefore, shows,  
To what, abused-Patience grows.  
Observe it well; and, make thy Peace,  
Before to Fury, Wrath increase. 
See, Emb. XLIV.    

45  
Thou hast the helps of nature's light;  
Experience too, doth aid thy sight:  
Nay more, the Sun of Grace-divine,  
Doth round about thee daily shine;  
Yet, reason's eye is blind in thee,  
And, clearest Objects cannot see.  
Now, from what cause, this blindness grows  
The moral of the thine Emblem shows. 
See, Emb. XLV.    

46  
Thy cause, thy Money, or thy Friend,  
May make thee forward to contend;  
And, give thee Hopes, that thy intents,  
Shall bring thee prosperous events.  
But view thy Lot; then, mark thou there.  
That Victories uncertain are;  
And rashly venture not on that  
Whose End may be, thou knowest not what. 
See, Emb. XLVI.    

47  
To them who grudgingly repine,  
Assoon as their estates decline,  
This Lot pertains; or, unto those,  
Who, when their neighbour needy grows,  
Contemn him; as if he were left,  
Of God; and, of all hopes bereavest.  
If this, or that, be found in thee,  
Thou, by thy moral, taught shalt be,  
That, there is none so ill besped;  
But may have, hope, he shall be fed. 
See, Emb. XLVII.    

48  
Thy Flesh thou lov'st, as if it were,  
The chiefest Object, of thy Care;  
And of such value, as may seem,  
Well meriting, thy best esteem.  
But, now, to banish that conceit,  
Thy Lot an Emblem brings to sight,  
Which, without flattery, shows to thee  
Of what regard it ought to be. 
See, Emb. XLVIII.    

49  
It may suspected be thou hast,  
Misspent the Time, that's gone and passed;  
For, to an Emblem thou art sent,  
That's made, such folly to prevent:  
The moral heed; Repent thy Crime;  
And, Labour, to Redeem the Time. 
See, Emb. XLIX.    

50  
With good applause thou, hast begun,  
And, well, as yet, proceedest on:  
But, ere the laurel, thou canst wear,  
Thou to the End must persevere.  
And, lest this duty, be forgot,  
Thou hast a Caveat, by this Lot. 
See, Emb. L.    

51  
Although, this time, you drew it not,  
Good Fortune, for you, may be got.  
Perhaps, the planets ruling now,  
Have cast no good Aspects on you.  
For, many say, that, now and then,  
The stars look angrily on men:  
Then, try your Chance again, anon;  
For, their displeasure soon is gone.   

52  
If by your Lot you had been praised  
Your mind, perchance, it would have raised,  
Above the mean. Should you receive  
Some check, thereby, It would bereave  
Your Patience: For, but few can bear,  
Reproofs, which unexpected are.  
But, now prepared you have been,  
To draw your Lot once more begin;  
And, if another blank you get,  
Attempt your chance, no more, as yet.   

53  
To cross your hopes, Misfortune sought;  
And, by your Lot, a blank hath brought:  
But, he who knew her ill intent,  
Hath made this blank her spite prevent;  
For, if that Number you shall take,  
Which these two figures, backward, make,  
And view the place to which they guide;  
An Emblem, for you, they provide.   

54  
These Lots are almost Ten to One  
Above the blanks; yet, thou hast none.  
If thus thy Fortune still proceed,  
'tis Ten to One if well thou speed.  
Yet, if thou do not much neglect,  
To do, as wisdom shall direct,  
It is a Thousand unto ten  
But all thy Hopes will prosper, then.   

55  
It seems, Dame Fortune, doth not know,  
What Lot, on thee, she should bestow;  
Nor, canst thou tell, (if thou mightst have  
The choice) what Fortune, thou shouldst crave.  
For, one thing, now, thy mind requires;  
Anon, another it desires.  
When Resolution thou hast got,  
Then, come again, and draw thy Lot.   

56  
The Chance, which thou obtained haste,  
Of all our Chances, is the last;  
And, casting up the total sums,  
We find thy Game, to Nothing comes.  
Yet if it well be understood,  
This Chance may chance to do thee good;  
For, it infers what Portion shall,  
To every one, (at last) befall;  
And warns, while something▪ is enjoyed,  
That, well it (always) be employed.   
FINIS.   

A Table for the better finding out of the principal things and matters, mentioned in these four books.  

A.  
Adversity. pag. 16. 17. 26. 30. 240. 243  
Eagle. 6. 3. 111.  
Affection. 7. 33. 34. 83. 162  
Affliction. 16. 17. 44. 47. 70. 81. 108. 240.  
Agreement in Desire. 34.  
Age. 44.  
Ambition's emptiness 216.  
Ambition. 69.  
Anchor. 39 72.  
Annual revolutions. 157.  
Anvils and Hammer. 17.  
Appearances deceive. 175.  
Apollo. 234.  
Archer. 25.  
Armour. 111.  
Arts. 1. 80.  
Action. 9  
Arms. 3. 32. 80.  
Authority. 137.   

B.  
BAll. 7.  
Beginning. 100ls.  
Best men not best favoured. 224.  
Bear. 23.  
Bees. 23. 90. 250.  
Beauty. 40.  
Blabs. 246.  
Blessings long enjoyed. 70.  
Bounds. 161.  
A boar. 110.  
Borrowed worth. 14.  
A bow bended. 39  
Bridle. 169.  
A brokenheart 77.  
Busy-bodies. 148.  
Butterfly and Spider. 18.   

C.  
CAndle and Flie. 40.  
Carnal affections. 43.  
Caduceus. 9 88  
Ceremonies of estate. 137.  
Centaur. 103.  
A child. 45.  
Christian confidence. 81.  
Church. 111. 136.  
Christ the true pelican. 154.  
The Circular motion of things. 45.  
Circumspection. 138.  
Clamour. 63.  
Cleargie-men. 149.  
Constancy. 2. 81. 143.  
Cock. 71.  
Comeliness. 249.  
Good Companions. 249.  
Constant resolution 24.  
Consideration. 9  
Contempt of earthly things. 12.  
Contention. 34. 71.  
Contention hazardous. 254.  
Contemplation. 45. 105. 156.  
Concord. 63.  
Consolation. vid. Comfort.  
Comfort. 70.  
Comfort sweetened by troubles. ibid.  
Constellations. 31. 74. 251.  
Contentment. 86.  
Cornerstone. 161.  
Coronet. 255.  
Cornucopia 9 88 166. 248.  
Corporeal virtues. 80.  
Covetousness. 216.  
Crocodile. 112.  
Craft. 136.  
Crown. 47. 78. 81.  
Cross. 47 75. 81  
Crosses 47.  
Curiosity 147.  
Cupid 227.  
Cynthia 24.   

D.  
DAnger hangs over all 213  
Death 1. 21. 45. 48. 94. 168. 184. 235.  
Death's head 21  
Deliberation 72  
Delay 18  
Degrees. 29. 49. 117.  
Deceit in all places. 180.  
Despair is not to be admitted. 217. 221. 240.  
Destiny. vid. Fate.  
Decrees of God. 95.  
Our Destruction is of ourselves. 214.  
Desire's best object. 209.  
Devotion. 41.  
Diamond. 171.  
Diana. 24.  
Divine assistance. 170.  
Dissimulation, 211, 228, 230  
Discord. 177.  
Discretion. 151.  
Dogs. 255.  
Dolphin. 72.  
Dove. 150.  
Drowsiness. 9  
Drones. 250.   

E.  
EArthly things. 85.  
Endurance 23. 26.  
Endeavour continued. 29.  
Envy 97.  
End. 102.  
Equality. 34. 48.  
Equivocation. 38.  
Ostrich. 36.  
Eternity. 102. 157.  
Everlasting. 102.  
Excess. 68  
Externall Blessings. 88   

F.  
FAith 13. 66  
Faith infringed. 38. 99  
Fate 74. 95. 221. 251.  
Fatal necessity 251  
Falsehood 99  
Fame 146.  
Fair shows deceitful 233. 229  
Face 39  
Fighters 71  
Fickleness vid. Inconstancy  
Filial pierie 155.  
Fire on an Altar 15.  
Fierie-triall 30  
Flesh is hay 256  
Flying-Ball 71. 101  
Fly and the Candle 40  
Flower of the sun 159.  
Fools, who the greatest 211  
Fool's favours mischievous 225  
Fortune 6. 88 101. 109. 139 174. 224  
Fraud in all possessions 183  
〈…〉  
〈…〉  
Frequency 45  
Fullness 64  
Fury begotten by abused patience 252.   

G.  
Ganymede 156.  
Light Gaines 50.  
Glory 5. 92.  
God 140. 152. 170, 210, 223 255  
Gods prerogatives 223  
Gods decrees 95. 142  
Gospel e 89  
Good works 135.  
Governors 37  
Government 238  
Goblins about Graves 43  
Grace 31, 74. 104, 226  
Grave 21  
Grief 26  
Groves 35.  
Great things from small beginnings 46. 50  
Gryphon 139  
Guile vid. Fraud and Deceit  
Guiltiness 66, 69.   

H.  
HAst 19, 49 153  
Hammer and Anvil, 17  
Halter 66, Halayon. vid. King's Fisher  
Harvest 44  
Harlots 27, 246  
harmlessness vid. Innocency  
Hazardous enterprises 247  
Harmony vid. music  
Hardhearted men 175  
Hardship 243  
Heed 19 49, 153  
Heliotrope 159  
Heaven 152  
Helen 27  
Hyppocrisy 20, 77, 211, 129  
hpocrite 229  
Honour 5, 153  
Hope 13, 16, 39,, 44, 73. 106 150, 217  
Houses which are best 222  
Honey 23  
Howreglasse 21, 212  
Hunger 64.  
Husbands 162  
Humility 147  
Hyppotamus 155   

I.  
Ianus' 138.  
Idleness 5. 92  
Innocence 9 111. 151  
Infant 45  
Encroachments 161  
Invincibility 220  
Inconstancy 231  
Intemperance 242  
Industry 5  
Impiety 155  
Imprsonment better than a worse mischief 96  
joys sweetened by afflictions 70  
Iteration 29  
justice 66. 69, 155  
Just dealing, 100  
Ixion 69   

K.  
KIngsfisher 236  
Kings 32, 37, 78, 137, 159 163, 180  
Kingdoms 67  
A kingdom's glory 78  
Knowledge 1, 79, 103   

L.  
LAbour 5, 29, 143, 150, 229,  
Labour in vain 11.  
Lamb 252.  
Law 3. 163 169  
Leisure and heed 19 49 107  
Learn to die 94  
Learning 87  
A Line a day. 158  
Liking makes indifferent things excellent 222  
A Little and little makes a mickle 50. 158  
Life 21. 45  
Love the best musician, 82  
Love 7, 33, 34, 38.  
Losses 50.  
Losses may he recovered 182  
Looking-glasses 241.   

M.  
Malefactor's 66  
Mars 80.  
Marriages, 83.  
Magistrates out of office 215.  
A Made. 137  
Man his own enemy 214  
Mercy, offered to all 255  
Merit 139  
Measures 100  
Meddlers, vid. busybodies,  
Meditation best in the night 9  
Means, not to be neglected 221  
Means, not the only ground of Hope 13  
Mercury 9  
The mean 169  
Military exercise 32  
Misfortune may be profitable, 96  
Mortality 8. 45  
Moon 111. 182  
Monuments 142  
Mutual affection 24. 163. 781.  
Music 69   

N.  
NAture and Grace 104. 144  
Nature needs a supporter. 226  
Necessity 64  
Night helpful to Meditation 9   

O.  
Oaths 28  
Obscurity profitable 73  
Occasion 4  
Offenders 215  
Old men may learn 87  
Opportunity 4  
Oppression 98  
Opposition 63  
Order 220  
Outward appearances 175  
Oil 9 63. 79. 168  
Ox 173   

P.  
Pain 23  
Palmtree 172  
Patience 23. 63. 252  
Patriots 165  
Pallas 9 80  
Parents 15  
A pastoral charge 149  
Peace 9 238  
Perjury 38  
Pegasus 105  
Perseverance 19 143. 175. 258  
Pelican 154  
Piety 8. 41. 155  
Piguley Spirits 14  
Planets 31  
Planting 35  
Pleasure 22. 23. 38. 68  
Plenty 64  
Plain-dealing 228  
Poetical liberty 148  
Poet's Horse, vid. Pegasus  
Power 103. 179  
Power divine 210.  
Policy 80  
Posterity 35  
Poor thiefs 167.  
Poverty 176  
Cause of poverty. 248  
Praise 146  
Practise 66. 158  
Preaching 89  
Preferment 68  
Prelates 41  
Priests. ibid.  
Pride to be avoyed 8  
Princes 155  
Profit causeth contention 71.  
Procession 165.  
Prosperity 12.16  
Protection divine 245  
Promotion is of God 223  
Prudence 74.142.151  
Purity 41  
Punishment and reward 245  
Pyramus 33.   

Q.  
Qvarrellers 71.   

R.  
Rashness 9.19  
Redeem the time 23.257  
Recreation 234  
A well Resolved man 228  
Restraints from being Rich 248  
Resolute constancy 24▪  
Repine not at misfortune's 96  
Reputation 140  
Repentance to be hastened 213  
Retiredness 72.79  
Revolutions of things 45  
Reward 135.139.141.229.258  
Reward and punishment 243  
Riches 1.98  
Rich thiefs 197  
Rod. 93.  
Royal favour. 159.   

S.  
SAcred callings 41  
The best Sacrifice 77.  
Salamander 30  
Sceptre 79  
Sceptre and Spade 48  
Sea-horse 155.  
Self perdition 68.214  
Self love 35  
Shepherds crook 149  
Ship 13.37  
Sisyphus 11  
Sin 66.69.  
Silence 73  
Simplicity 151  
Sincerity 228, 230  
Sive 20  
A Skeleton 8  
Sloth 9.181.  
Slowness 19  
Slow pace goes fare 173  
Small beginnings 46.50  
Snake 5.9.45.47.74.101.102 142.  
Snail 19  
Sophisters 38  
Sober knowledge 147  
Sorrow 24 79  
Sovereignty is of God, 21.22  
Spade 5  
Spider 18  
Squirrel 26.136  
Staidness 72.153  
Stars 31.74.251  
Statesmen 15  
Steersman 37  
Steadfastness. vid. Constancy.  
Stews 27  
Stork 149.155  
Strength 80.103.136  
Students 15  
studiousness 146  
Suffering 23.47.81.171.232  
Sufficiency 86  
Sunnshine after storms 240  
Swearing. 38.  
Swine 38.110.  
Sword 66.137.163.238.245   

T.  
TAlents hidden 76.181  
A Tatler, 246.  
Tennis-ball, 16  
Terrene pomp 98  
Temperance 169.242  
Terminus 161  
Thiefs 167  
Thisbe 33  
Time. 4.102.157.212.235 257  
Titles, ill placed 224.  
Tongue 42  
Tortoise 86  
Touchstone 229  
Transitory things 85  
Trial 30  
Try e'er thou trust. 84.233  
Truth 172  
Turtle. vid. Dove.   

V  
Vanity of earthly things 98  
Vain hopes. 69  
Vain shows 20  
Vengeance 66  
Virtue. 1. ●. 6.22.30.88.97.101.109.111.139.171.218.  
Vice 22.104.224.  
Victory uncertain 252  
Victory is of God 241.  
Viper 247  
unanimity 67  
Unchastity 15  
Unity 67.177  
Unity of faith 244  
Universal Grace 210.258  
Unprofitable gifts 76  
Uprightness of heart 91   

W.  
Wanton women 7  
War 90, 238  
Waste 35  
Weariness 9.84.153  
Watchfulness 79  
Watchmen 149  
Way of virtue 160  
Weapons ●41.  
Wealth 68.166.  
Weights 110.  
Welldoing 135  
Weakness needs a suporter 222  
Wisdom 1.2, 31.103.142.145.  
Wit 1, 64.136.167  
Wives 172  
Whoredom. 27  
Whore. vid. Harlot  
Woods decayed 35  
Woman 93.231  
World goes backward 219.   

Y.  
YOuth. 22.44.    

A Supersedeas to all them, whose custom it is, without any deserving, to importune Authors to give unto them their books.  
It merits nor your Anger, nor my Blame,  
That, thus I have inscribed this Epigram:  
For, they who know me, know, that, books thus large,  
And, fraught with Emblems, do augment the Charge  
Too much above my Fortunes, to afford  
A Gift so costly, for an Aierie-word:  
And, I have proved, your Begging quality,  
So forward, to oppress my modesty;  
That, for my future ease, it seemeth fit,  
To take some Order, for preventing it.  
And, peradventure, other Authors may,  
Find Cause to thank me for't, another day.  
These many years, it hath your Custom been,  
That, when in my possession, you have seen  
A Volume, of mine own, you did no more,  
But, ask and Take, As if you thought my store  
Increased, without my Cost: And, that, by Giving,  
(Both pains and Charges too) I got my living;  
Or, that, I find the Paper and the Printing, a  
As easy to me, as the books Inventing.  
If, of my Studies, no esteem you have,  
You, then abuse the Courtesies you crave,  
And, are unthankful, If you prise them aught,  
Why should my Labour, not enough be thought,  
Unless, I add expenses to my pains?  
The Stationer, affords for little gains,  
The books you crave: And, He, aswell as I  
Might give away, what you repine to buy:  
For, what he Gives, doth only money Cost,  
In mine, both Money, Time, and Wit is lost.  
What I shall Give, and what I have bestowed  
On Friends, to whom, I Love, or Service owed,  
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Yea, and, it is a Favour too, when they  
Will take these Trifles, my large deuce to pay;  
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Or, have the Face to ask: For, then, I might,  
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So much, already, hath been begged away,  
(For which, I neither had, nor look for pay)  
As being valued at the common Rate,  
Had rais'd Five hundred crowns, in my Estate.  
Which, (if I may confess it) signifies,  
That, I was same more liberal, than Wise.  
But, for the time to come, resolved I am,  
That, till without deny all (or just blame)  
I may of those, who Cloth and Clothes do make,  
(As oft as I shall need them) ask, and Take;  
You shall no more befool me. Therefore, 〈◊〉  
Be answered, And, henceforward, 〈…〉   

A Direction, showing how they who are so disposed, shall find out their Chance, in the Lotteries aforegoing.  
Turn about one of the Indexes in the Figures, which are in the following Page, without casting your eyes thereupon, to observe where it stayeth 〈…〉. If it be the upper Figure, whose Index you moved; then, that Number whereupon it resteth, is the number of your Lot, or blank.  
This being known, move the other Index in like manner, and that Quarter of the said Figure whereon the same standeth (when your hand is taken away) showeth in which of the four books, or Lotteries, that Chance is to be expected, whereunto your Number doth send you, whether it be Lot, or blank. If it be any Number above Fifty, it is a Blank Chance, and you are to look no further. If it be any of the other Numbers, it sends you to the Emblem answering to the same Number, in the book next before the time lottery.  
If the letter M. be placed before the allotted Number; then, that Lot is proper only to a Man: If W. stand before it, it is proper only to a Woman: If there be no letter, it is indifferent to both Sexes: And, therefore, when a Man or Woman happneth on a Chance impertinent to their proper Sex▪ 〈…〉 to take the next Chance which pertaineth to their Sex, whether it be blank or Lot; the trial whereof, I have thus contrived, without the use of Dice; 〈◊〉 by bringing them into fight, they might, sometimes, occasion worse Gaming.  
If King, Queen, Prince, or any one that springs  
From Persons, known to be derived from Kings,  
Shall seek, for Sport sake, hence to draw their Lot;  
Our Author says, that, he provided not  
For such as those; Because, it were too much  
For him, to find out Fortunes, fit for such,  
Who, (as he thinks) should rather, aid supply  
For him, evil mend his evill Fortunes by.  
To them, he, therefore pleased is to give  
This noble, and this large Prerogative;  
That they shall choose from hence, what Lots they please,  
And make them better, if they like not these,  
All other Personages, of High degree,  
That, profess professe our author's friends to be,  
This Freedom, likewise, have; that till, they find  
〈…〉 to their mind,  
〈…〉 to try  
〈…〉 And, ev'rytime apply  
〈…〉 those,  
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