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lajlc in y.'c/lm^ler Ji2z/l and V.' Free man at th,
Bthlc. over a^auUitlic ^ttiJdle TcmpLi i^atc ti
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Cfucifie : Let Dorrs delight to immerdthem*

f elves in dung, xvhilfi Eagles /corn fo poor a
Game as Flies, Sir, you have Art and Can-

. dour ; let the one judge, let the other eX'

Your moll affedionate







AN Emhleme is but a filent Parable.
Let not the tender eye check, to
fee the allufion to our blefled Sa-
viour figured in thefe Types. In Holy
Scripture he is fometimes called a Sower;
fometimes a Fiflier ; fometimes a Phyfici-
an : And why not prelenced fo as well to
the eye as to the ear ? Before the know-
ledg of Letters God was known by ///>-
roglyphkks. And indeed what are the
Heavens, the Earth, nay, every Creature,
but Hieroglyphkks and Emllemes of his
Glory? I have no more to (ay, I wifti
thee as much pleafure in the Reading, as
I had in writing. Farewel READER.

A 3 */

BT Fathers iack'J, hy Holy Writ led on ^
Thou jheiv ft away toHeavn ^Helicon:
7 he Mufes Font is confecrate hy Thee,
An J Foe fie, laptizd Divinity :
Bleft Soul that here cmharKftuhoufairfl apace
^Tis hard to fay, movd more hy Wit or Grace,
Each Mufe fo plies her Oar : But 0,the Sail
Is fill' d from Heaven with a Diviner Gale :
When Poets prove Divines, why flwuld not I
Approve in Verje this divine Poetry ?
Let thisfuffice to licence thee the Prefs :
Jmuft no more ; nor could the Truth Jay lejs.

Sic approb^vit

Procan. Cantahriyenfts*

Tot Flores QU ARLES,quotP^/ -^^//^j habet;

Le<5lori bene^w^/e-volo.

^/f legit ex HoTto hoc Flores^ Qui carpit, uterqne

Jure foteR Fhlof dicere, jure Kofas,
Non e Parnafo riOLAM,. Fefiivs KOS ETO

Carpit ApoUo, magis quas fit aracena, KJ) S AM,
Quot rerjui riOL ASUgU ; & Qufm verbi locutum

Crcdis, ver^^dedit: Namdedit///e 1^0 S AS.
Utque Ego non dicam haec VIOLAS faaviflima ; Tuts

Ipfehzis Flo L AS. Lhideti violas.
Nam velut b F 10 LI S fibi fugit Annex virus :

Vertis at in fuccos ffasque ^O S A Sque tuos.
Quas violija Mufas, FIO L AS puto, quafque recufas

Dente tup rofas^ has, rcor, effe ^0 S AS,
Sic ro/ij, facis cfle ^O S ASy dum, Zoi/e, rod is *

Sic facishas ^i OL A SyLivide.dxim vioUs*

Brent Hall, 1634.



'^MtTx ( ^ciiim a/rtciT <\ .\ 177: v.^-/-'.-; o . /

Book i; f




ROjfzt thee, my Soul ; and drein thee from the dregs
Of vulgar thoughts : Scrue up the hightned pegs
Of thy fublime Theorboc four notes higher.
And higher yet , that To, the (hril-mouth'd Qiiire
Or fwifc-wing'd Straphims may come and j^yn.
And make thy Confort moie tbaa half divine.
Invoke no Mafe; Lee Heav'n be thine Apclh 5
And let hisfacred Influences hallow
Thy high-bred flrains : Let his full beams icfpirc
Thy lavifh'd brains with more heroick fire :
Snatch thee a QuH from the fpread Eagles wing,
And, like the mo-nlng Lark, mount up and flag :
Caft ofFthefe dangling plummets,-that fo cleg
Thy laboring heart, which gropes in. this dark fog
Of dungeon earth ; let flsfh and blood forbear
To ftopthy fl'ght, till this bafe world appear
A thin blew Landskip : Let thy pinions foar
So high a picch, that men may feem no more
Than Pifmires, crawling on this Mole-hi3 earth,
Thy ear untroubled with their Frantick mirth ;
Let not the frailty of thy flelh difturb
Thy new-concluded peace ; Let Reafon curb
Thy hot mouth*i Pafnoa ; and let heav'ns fire feafon
The frefh conceits of thy corrected Reafon.
Difdain to v/arm thee at luFiS fmoky fires,
Scorn, Scorn to feed on thy old bloat defires :
Come, come, my Soul, hoifeup thy higher fails.
The wind blows fair ; Shall we ftill creep like Saails,


2 Emhlemes. Book i.

That glide their ways with their own Native flimes;
No we muft fly like Eagles, and our Rhimes
Muft mount to Heav'n, and reach th* Olymplck Earj
Our Heav'n- blown fire muft fcek no other Sphear.

Thou great ri&Mfft^ropoj, that giv'ft and g^ound'ft
Thy gifts in duft,and from our dunghil crown'ft
Refiefting honour, taking by retail,
Whac thou haft gi\*n in groft, from lap fed frail,
j^d finful man : That drink'ft full draughts, wherein
Thy Childrens leprous fingers, fcurPd with fin,
Have padled ; Cleanfe, O cleanfe my crafty Soul
From fecret crimes, and let my thoughts controul
My thoughts : O, teach me ftoutly to deity
My felf, that I may be no longer I :
Enrich my Fancy, clarifie my thoughts.
Refine my drofs *, O, wink at human faults ;
And through the (lender CoaduS of my Quill
Convey thy Currant, whofe clear ftreams may fill
The hearts of men with love, their tongues with praife :
Crown me with Glory, take who lift the Bayes,



\T::tuj nimidiis m 'malijj yio. bsst^us eji

Book I. Emhlemes. ^


JAM. I. 14.

Every man is tempted, when he is drawn j-
way ly his own luft and enticed,

SerpTutm Eve,

Sirp, "TVT^^ ^^^ ^ ^°' ^^^^ ^ -^^^ touch ?Noc caf! an eye
j\| Upon the fniit of thi^ fair Tree? And why?
Why cat'it thou doc whatHeav'n ordain'd for food ?
Or can'ft thou think that bad which Heav'n csli'd Good ?
Why was in made if not to be enjoy*J ?
NegleS of favours makes a favour void :
Bletfings unub*d, pervert inro a Waff,
As well as Surfeits ; Women, Do but caff:
See how the laden boughs make filent fjlt
To be enj^v'd ; Look how their bending fruit
Meet thee half- way : Oblervc but how chey crouch
To kifs thy fjand ; Coy wcman. Do but touch :
Mark what a pure vermilion blufh has dy*d
Their fwelVing cheeks, and how forfhan-e they hide
Their paifie heads to feethemfdves iland by
Neglc£>ed : Woman, Do but caff an eye.
What bounteous Heav'n ordainM for ufe, refofe net ,
Come, pu'.-l and eat : Y' abufe the thing ve ufe net.

Eve. Wucftof Beafts, our great Creator did
Referve this Tiee, and this alone forbi ' ;
The reft are freely ours, which doubrleC are
As pleafing to the taft : to th* eye as rair ;
But touching this his ffri£f commands arefuch,
'Tis death to tait, no lefi than death to touch.

Scrp. Pifh ; DeatL'.. a fable :Did not Heav'n iriQ>ire
Y«ur*cq'jal Elements wi:h living Fire ;


6 Emllemes, Book i^

Blown from the fpring of life r Is not that breath
Immortal ? Come ; ye are as free from death
As he that made ye. Can the flames expire
Which he has kindled ? Can ye quench his fire?
Did not the great Crcatours voice proclaim
What 'ere he made (from the blew fpangled frame
To the poor leaf that trembles) very good ?
Bleft he not both the feeder and the Food ?
Tel], tell me then, what danger can accrue
Fromfuch bleft Food, tofuch half gods as you?
Curb needlefs fears, ard let no fond conceit
Abufc ycur f. eedom ^ Woman t:ke and eat.

Bvt, Tis true, we are immortal ; dcsthis yet
Unborn, and till Rebellion make ic debt,
Undue ; 1 know the fruit is good, until
Prefumptuous difobedience make it iB.
The lips that open to this Fruit's a Portal
^To let in death and make immortal mortal.

Ser^. You cannot die:come woman, Tafte,and fear not :

Bve. Shall Evz tranfgrefs ? I dare not, O 1 dare not.

Jerp. Afraid J* Why draw 'ft thou back thy tim'rous arm?
Harm only falls on fuch as fear a harm.
Heav'n knows and fears the virtue of this Tree :
'Twill make ye perfeft Gods as well as He.
Stretch forth thy hand, and lee thy fondnefs never
Fear death: Do, pull, and eat, and live forever.

£v«. 'Tisbutan Apple; and it is as good
To do, as to defire. Fruit's made for food :
I'le pull, and tafte, and tempt my Ahm too
To know the fecreti of this Dainty. Sv^. Do.


Book i. Emhlemes. 7

S, CHRYS. fup. Marth.

He forced him f:ot : He touched him not : Only faid, Caft
thy fclf dojvn ; ihit vts miy hnow^ thxt rohofsever obeyetb
the Devil cd^rih kimfclf ioTon : For the Devil may [uggefi^
fompslbe cunnot,

S. BERN. inSer.

It is the Devils pirt to iuggtSi : Ours^ not to confent: As
oft as we rsfifl him^fo often we overcome bimi as often as
we ev:rcome him, fo often we bring icy to the Angels^ and glory
to God, who propofethus, that we may comeni^andaj/i^eth k5,
that we may conquer.


Unluckly Parliament/ Wherein at liR,
Both Houfes are agreed, and firmly paft
An a£i of death co]firm*d by higher Powers ?
O had it had but futh fucccfs as Ours /


Book X.

*^\.t viaavin Ci^mdVmaimini OJtme malurn

Book I. Emllemes. 9

JAMES i.ij.

Then when lujl hath conceived, it Iringeth
forth fin ; and fin when it is finiftiedlrin^
eth forth death.

LAment, lament; Look, Iook,'what thou haft done ?
Lament the world's. Lament thy own cftate ;
Look, look, by doing how thou art undone ;

Lament thy fall, lament thy change of State :
Thy faith is broken, and thy freedom gone,
iee, {c:t too foon, what thou lament*ft too late.
O thou that wert To many men, nay, all
Abrid^'d in one, how has thy defp'rate fall
Deftroy'd thy unborn feed, deftroy'd thy felt withaL

Uxorious Aiamy whom thy Maker made

Equal to Angels that excel in pow'r,
Whac haft thou done ? O why haft thou obey*d
Thy own deftruftion ? Like a new-cropt flower
How does the glory of thy beauty fade !
How are thy fortunes blafted in an hour !
How art thou cow*d that haft the pow'r to quell
The fpite of new fal'n Angels, baffle Hell,
And vie witn chofe that ftood,and vacquifh thofc that fell.

See how the world (whofe chaft and pregnant womb
Of late conceived, and brought forth nothing ill)

B Is

TO Emhlemes. Book i.

Is now degenerated, and become

A bafc Adultercfs, whofc falfe births do fill
The earth with Montters, Monfters that doromc
And rage about, and make a trade to kill :
Now Glutt'ny paunches ; Luft begins to fpawn ;
Wrath takes revenge? and Avarice a pawn ,
Pals Euvy pines, Pride fwclls, and Sloth begins to yawn.

The Air that wirper'd, now begins to rore;

And bluftring Boreas blows the boyling Tide ;
The white mouth'd Water now ufurps the (horc.
And fcorns the pow'r of her tridental ^uide 5
The fire now burns, that did but warm before.
And Rules her ruler with rcfiftlefs Pride :
Fire, Water Earth, and Air, that firfl were made
To be lubdu'd fee how they now invade 5 (obey'd.
They rule whom once they ferv'd, command where once ,

Behold ; that nakednefir, that late bewray'd

Thy glory, now*s become thy fhame, thy wonder ;
Behold ; thofe trees whofe various fruits were made

For fojrt now turn'd a (hade to (hrbwd thee under,

Behold ; that voice (which thou haft difobey'd;

That Ia:e was mufick, now aflfrights like thunder :

Poor man ! Are not thy joynts grown fore with (ha-.

I'oview th'cfteft of thy bold undertaking, (king

That in one hour did'ft mart what heav'n fix days was

Cinaking ?


Book I. Emhlemes, ll

S. AUGUST, lib. i. de lib. arbit.

It is' a mofl )uji punijhmefit, tbjt man JhoulJ hfe that free^
dom, Tohicb nun could not ufe, yet kid power to keep, if be
TOO uld ; and that ks re bo bad lacwldge to do, wbit xois
rigbt^and did not, fnculd be deprived of the kaowledjfe of what
was ri^br.i^ that be wbo weuJdmt do righteouflyroben he had
the powsry Should loje tbeporoer to do it, when he bad the IVtl'*

HUGO de anima.

They are jujlly punifhed that ahufe lawful things, hut tbey
are mod jujliy punijhed^ that ufe unlawful things: Thus Luci*
fer fell from Heaven : Tbui AJm lofi bis Firadije,

E P I G. 2.
Sec how thefc fruitful kernils, being caft
Upon the earth, how thick they fpring ! how faft /
A full carM crop and thriving^ rank and proud >
Prcpoft'fous man fir ft fow'd^ and then he plough'd*

B 2



Book i^


/' lkychjr,Vaiicr. Jaierus, noiijfoh'erij.

Book I. Emllemes] ij


PR OV. 14. 13;

Even in Uughter the heart isforroivful, and
the end of that mirth is heavinefi.

A Las fond Child,
How are thy thoughts beguil d
To hope for honey from a neft of wafps f
Thou may'ft as well
Go fcek for eafe in Hell,
Or fprightly Ncdar from the mouths of afps.

The world's a hire.
From whence thou can*ft derive
No good, but what thy fouls vexation brings t
Put cafe thou meet
Some petti- petti fweet,
Each drop is guarded with a thoufand ftings.


Why doft thou make
Thefe murmVing troops forfake
The fafe proteftion of their waxen homes ?
^Their hive contains
No fweet that's worth thy pains;
There's nothing here, alas, but empty combes.


For tra(h and toyes,
And grief ingen*dring joyes,

B 3 What

14. Emhlemes. Book

What torment fcems too (harp for flefh and blood !
What bitter piHs.
Compos'd of real 111?,
Men fwalloifts down to purcha(eooe falfie good !


The dainties here,
Areleaft what they appear;
Though fvveec in hopes, yet in fruition fowre :
The fruit that's yellow.
Is found no: alwaykmello>^ ;
The faireft Tulips not the fweeteft flower.

Fond youth give ore.
And vex thy foul no more
In reeking what were better far unfound ;
Abs ! Thy gains
Are oaly prcfent pains '
To gather ::carpioi3s for a future wound.

What's earth ? Or in ir,
That longer then a minute.
Can lend a free delight that can endure ?
O who would droyl,
Or delve in fucfa a Toy?,
Where gain's uncertain and the pains is fare :


Book I. Emll ernes. 15


Jweetnefs in temper Emitters is deceitful : It is a hhour and
d perpetual fear ; it is a dinger ous pUafure, vbofe beginning
if witbcm providence ^And %>ho[e end is not tvitkout repentance.


Luxury is in enticing pUifure, a bd^ifd mirth, vohicb hah
honey in ber mouth ^giU in her hexrt, and a fiing in her tiil.

E P I G. i.

What, Cupii, are thy (hafts already made ?
And reeking honey, to fet up thy trade
True Embleme of thy f^veets ! Thy Bees do bring
Honey in their mouths, but in their tails a fting«
B 4




Book I- Etvillemes] 17


PSALM 62.9;

To he laid in the haUame , it is altogether
Hooter than vanity.

Put la another weight : Tis yet too light :
And yet, Fond Cuvid^ put another in i
And yet aoother : Still there's under weight :
Pat it\ another hundred : Put again ;

Add world to world ; then heap a thoufand more
To that, then to renew thy wafted ftorc.
Take up more worlds on truft,to draw thy ballance lower*


Put In the flefh with all her loads of pleafure ;

Pat in great Mammons endlefs inventory ;
Pat in the ponderous afts of Mighty Cue'ar :
Pat in the greater weight of Jroriewj glory;
Add Scipi6'% gauntlet ; put in Pirn's gown :
Put Circes charms, put in the triple crown.
Thy ballance will cot draw •, thy ballance wiQ not down.-

Lord what 4 world is this, which day and night,

Men feek wich fo much toil, with fo much trouble ?
Which weigh'd in equal fcales is found fo light,
So poorly overbaiianc'd wifi a bubble ?

Good God ! thatfrantick mortals fhould deftroy *
Their higher hopes, aad placetheir idle joy
Upon fuch airy traOi, upon fo light a toy !

Thou holy Impoflor, how hafl thou befool'd
The tribe of Man with contcrfcic defire !


1 8 Emhlemes. Book i^

How has the breath of thy faUebenows cool'd
Hcav'ns free born flames, and kindled baftard fire !
How haft thou vented! drofs inftead of meafure.
And cheated men with^hy falfe weights and meafure;
Prodaiming bad for good ; & gilding death with pleafure !

The world's a crafty Strumpet moft affefting.

And clofely following thofe that moft rejefther ;
But feeming carelcfs, nicely difrefpeding
And coyly flying thofe that moft aiFed her :
If thoQ be free, fhe*s ftrange, if ftrange (he's free ;
Flee, and fhe follows ; follow and (he'i flee :
tThcn ihe ther*snone more coy,ther's none more fond then


O what a Crocodilian world is this,

Compos'd of treacheries, and inftaring wiles !
She cloathes deftruaion in a formal kifs.
And lodges death in her deceitful fmiles ;
She hugs the foul fhe hates ; and there does prove
The verycft tyrant, where ftie vows to love,
And is a Serpent moft, when raoft flie feems a Dove.

Thrice happy he, whofe nobler thoughts defpife

To make an objcft of fo eafie gains 5
Thrice happy he who fcorns fo poor a price
Should be the ziouxi of his heroick pains :
Thrice happy he, that ne're was born to try
Her frowns or fmiles: or being born, did lie
In his fad nurfes arms an hour, or two, and die.


Book li Emhlemes, j^

S. AUGUST. lib. Confeff.*

Ojou that dote upon this world ^ for vohdt vi^orj do ye fghi?
Tour hopes can be crowned with no greater reward, than the
wjrJd can give ; and what is the world hut a brittU thing fuU
of dingers, wherein we travel from Irjfcr to greater perils i O
let aB her viin light ^ momentary glory ^ perijh with her felf,
and let U£ b^ convtrf ant with nwre eternal things, Alaf^ this
world is miferable ; life isfoot-f, and death isfure.

E P I G. 4.

My foul, what's Tghter, than a feather ?
Than wind ? The rire. And what, than fire ? The mind.
What's Iighter,thaa the mind ? A thought. Then thought?
This bubble world. Wh^tj than this bubble ? Nought,



Book I,


//J' (yirtiiur okUs.

Book i» Emhlemes. ii

I Cor. 7. 31.

Thefajhion of this World pajfeth away.

GOne are thofe golden days, wherein
Pale ConfcicDce ftartcd not ac ugly fin :

When good old Saturn's peaceful Throne
Was uQufurped by his beardlefs Son :

When jealous C>/3i nc'r fear'd th'abufc
Of her chatt bed, or breach of nuptial Truce :

When jjft Adnei pois*d her Scales
In mortal hearts, whofe abfence earth bewail;^

When froth- born yenus and her brat.
With all that fpurious brood Young fovs begat,

In horrid fhapes were yet unknown ;
^Thofe Halcyon days, that golden age is gone.

There was no Client then to wait
The leifure of this long tayl'd Advocate;

The Talion Law was in requeft.
And Chanc'ry Courts were kept in ev'ry breft :

Abufed Statutes had no Tenters,
And men could deal fecure without indentures :

There was no peeping hole to clear
The wittals eye from his incarnate fear j

There were no luftful Cinders then
To broil the Carbonado'd hearts of men :

The rofic cheeks did then proclaim
A (hame of Guilt, but not a guilt of ihame :

'There was no whining foul to Itart
At Cupid's twang, or curfe his flaming dart j

The Boy had then but callow wings,
And fell Erynnis Scorpions bad no fticgs ;


zz Emhlemes. Book ]

The bctter-aftcd world did move
Upon the fixed poles oi Truth and Love.

Love cffcnc'd in the hearts of men !
,Then Reafon rul'd, there was no paffion then ;

Tin Luft and rage began to enter.
Love the Circumference was, and Love the Center

Until the wanton days of Jove
The fimplc world was all compos'd of Love ;

But Jov9 grew flclhly, falfe unjuft ;
Inferiour beauty filVd his veins wich luft :

And Cucquean Juno's fury hurld
Fierce balls of rape into th'inceftuous world :

AjlneA fled, and love returned
From earth, earth boylM with luft, with rage it buf fl'd

And ever fince the world hath been
Kept going with thefconrgcof Luft and Spleen.

S. A M B R O S.

Book !• Emhlemes, 13

$. ambros.

ImH is ajhirp [pur to vice^wbicb nJvmjs puttetb the afftSi-
out intoa/ilfcgAl^op,


Zuft is in hnmoderdte vomtoanefs of tbeflejh, a fvoect poy
fon, a cfuel peflilcnct ; a ptirnhiom poyfon^ rvhich weiknstk
tie body of Mjlu, and cffiminitetb tbt fircngtb of ^n beroici


Efivf is the hitred of Another s ft lie it) : in refpe^ of Supsri-
ours, becdufe they are not equal to them ; in rejps^ of Infer i-
ourSjlffi hijhoiili be equal to them ; in refpeS of equals, be-
eawfe they are equd to them ; Through envjpTo::idci ths fiS
of the TQorli. and ieith of Chrifi,

EPIC. 5.
What, Cupid, muft the world be laQi'd fo foon ?
But made ac morning, and he whipc at noon ?
'Tis like the wa^g, chat plays with reniu Doves,
The more 'cis laCb'dj the more perverfc it proves.



Book \l



n criLce tuia, qiacs


Book jI Emllemei. if


ECCLES, z/ij:
All is vanity and vexation of Spiritl

HOw is the anxioas foul of Bua befool'd
In bis delire.
That thinks aa He£lick feavcr may be cool'd

In flames of fire,
Or hopes to rake full heaps of burnifh'd gold

From nafty mire !
A whining Lover may as wcI! requeft
, , A fcornful breaft
[To melt in gentle tears, as woo the world for reftJ

[Let wic, and all her ftudied ploti cffcft
I .. The beft they an ;
^t fmiling Fortune profper and pcrfeft
What wit began,
It earth advife with both, and fo projeft
^ , A happy man ;
:Let wit or fawning Fortune vie their bcft ;

He may be bleft
jiVith all that earth can give ; but earth can give fio reft.


iVfaorc gold is double with a careful hand.
His cares are double,

C The

%S . Emllemes. Book i;i

ThePIeafure, Honour, Wealth of Sea and Land

Bring but a trouble ;
The World it felf, and aa the Worlds command,

1 8 but a bubble.
The ftrong defirei of mans infatiate brcaft

May ftand pofleft
Of all that Earth can give ; but Earth can give no reft.

The World's a Teeming Par'difc, but her own

And man'i tormentor;
Appearing fix'd, yet but a rolling ftone

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

Can find a Center.
Of more than Earth, can Earth make none poffcft ;

And he that leafc
I^egards this reftlefs World, fhall in thij World fitd reft

True refc confifts not in the oft revying

Of worldly drofs ;
Earth's miry purchafe is not worth the buying;

Her gain is lofs ;
Her reft but giddy toil, if not.rclying

Upon her crofs.
How worldlings drovl for trouble ! That fond brcaft

That is poffefi,*d
Of Earth without a crofs, has Earth without a refc.


Book I* Emllemes. ij

CASS, ia Pf.

The Crofs is the invincihU [inBuity of the humhle : The
ic\sdion cf tke froud, the vi^ory of Ckrift, the deftruBion
of the devil, the conf.mzxion of tbs fiithful, the death of
the unbeliever, the life •[ tbejuft,


The Crofs •f Chrifi is the key of pjindife ; the weak maas
fiaff) the Converts convoy-f the upriyh Mxns pfrfeBion ; the
foul ind bodies health-, the prevention of ill ivil, and the
procurer of all good.

£ P I G. 6.

Worldlings, whofe whimpering folly holds thelpfTes
Of honour, pleafure, health, and wealth fach crorfes,
Look here, and tell me, what your Arms cngro^ %
When the bcft end of what yc hugg's a crof?,

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Be fohety le vtgtUnty lecaufe your AJveri
fary the Devil as a roaring Lion ivalketh
ahouty feeking whom he may devour.

WHy doft thou fuffcr luftful floth to creep,
Dun Cypriaa Lad into thy wanton brows ?
Is this a time to pay thine idle Vows
At Aforjf>^f Mf ftirine ? 3 s this a time to fccep

Thy braias in waftefal flumbers ? up and rouze
rhy leaden fpirit: Is this a time to fleep?
Adjourn thy fanguine dreams, awake, arife.
Call in tby thoughts ; and let them all adyife,
Had'il thou, as many headi, as thou haft wounded eyes

Look, Look, what horrid furiei do await
Thy fiatt'f ing fiumbcrs ! If thy drowzy head
But chance to nod, thou fall'ft into a bed

Df fulph'rous flames , whpfe torments want a date.
Fond boy, be wife, let not thy thoughts be fed

kVith Phrygian wifdom ; fools are wife too late :
Beware betimes, and let thy reafon fever
Thofe gates which paflion clos'd ; wake row or never >

?or if thou nod'ft thou faU'ft, and falling fall'ft for ever.


Viark, how the ready hands of death prepare :
His bow is bent, and he hath notch'd his dart ;
He aims, he levels at thy flumb'ring heart ;

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The wound is pofting, O be wife, beware.
What ? has the voice of danger loft the art
To raife the fpirit of neglected care ?

Well, fleep thy fiU, and take thy foft repofcs.

But know withal, fwcct tafts have fewer clofes ;
And hs repents in {horns, that fleeps in beds of rofes.

Yet fluggard, wake, and gull thy Sonl no more
With Earth's falfc pleafure, and the worlds delight,
Whofe fruit is fair, and pleafing to the fight.

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