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nccefary fir the congregation.


Monafiiihs make Cloyfiers to incJofe the outmurd nun i 6
veouUtoGodtbey would do the like to refirAtn the inxoiti

EPIG, 8.

Affraia of eyet ? What, ftill play leaft in fight ?
'Tis much to be prefurri'd all is not right :
Too clcfc endeavours bring forth dark events:
Come forth, Mondftid ; here's no Parliament,



Hieroglyph. Wl

VtLun/tlnfmttk iotyet . JS^

Hieroglyph, IX. 3f J

JOB. 14. i.

He Cometh forth like a flower W is cut doivn.



How fhort a fpan

Was long enough, of old

To mcafure out the life of man!

In thofe wen tcmper*d days his time was then

Sutvcy'd; caft up, tod found but threefcore years and ten*



And what is that ?

They come, and Aide, and pafs,

Before my pen can tell thee what.

Thcpofts of time are fwift, which having run

Their feav'n fliort fcages 'ore,their (hort-livc tafit is done.


Our diys

Begun we lend

Toflecp, to antick plays

And toyes, until the firft ftage end :

12. waining moons, twice 5. times told, we give

To uniecover'd lofs : We rather breath than live:



A ten years breath

Before we apprehend

What 'tis to live or fear a death .•

Our childifli dreams are fiU'd with planted joys,

Which pleafc our fenfe a whilc,and wakiijg,provc but coyi.'

Z 3 How

3 J (5 Hieroglyph. IX.


How wretched is
Poor man, that doth remam
A flave to fucha State as this.'
His days are (hort, at longeft ; few, at moft *
Jhey are bat bad, at bcft j yet lavilht eur, or loft,


They be

The fecrct fpn'ngs

That make our minutes flee

On wheels more fwift then Eagles wJDgs :

Our lif»s a Clock, and every gafp of Breath

Breaths forth a warning grief^till Time fhall ftrike a death,



Ournew-born light

Attains to full ag'd noon !

And this, how foon to gray-hair'd night !

We fpring, wc bud, we bloffom, and we blaft

BT wc can count ofir days, our days they flee fo fafti



When fcarce begun 3

Affd e'rc we apprehend

That we begin to live, our life is done :

Man, count thy days ; and if they flie too faft

For thy dun thought* to coant, eojinj every day the laft.


Hieroglyph. IX. Z57

Out Infancy u confumd in eating andfle^ping} inill v^hich
vmJ^b/fdiier wc from hafts, bat by a pojjibm of fcifor,

appeareth in thf acl of bu K^a'.on, hut tk DiVil blurs it tn the
arrupticTi of hU Will !

EPIG. 9*

To the decrepit man.

Thus was the firft feventh part of thy few days
Confum'd in Qctp, in food, in toyilh plays :
Kno%/'ft thou what tears thine eyes imparted tbca r
Review thy lofs, and weep them o'reagcn.

Z 4


Hierogjyph. X

^-»-rol^ tiLCLlKaiaJuventus i

Hieroglyph. X, 3^9

JOB. 20. ir.

His hones are fall of the fins of his youth.

THe fwift-foot Poft of Time hath now bcgttfl
His fecond ftagc ;
The dawnifig of oar age
Is loft and fpeni without a Sun :
The light of reafoa did not yet appear
Within th' Horizon of this Hemifphere.

The infant Win had yet no other guide
But twilight Scnfe;
And what is gain'd from thence TtS

But doubtful ftcps, that tread aiide ?
Reafon now draws her curtains ; her ciosM cyes
Begin to open, and (he calls to rife.


Youths now difclofing bud peeps out, and fhews
Her April head ;
And, from her grafs- green bed.
Her virgin Primerofe early blows ;
WhMft waking P£»/7oi»^i prepares to fing
Her warbling fonets to the wanton fpriog.


Hi« ftage is pleafant, and the way fcems Oiory
All ftrow*d with flowers ;
The days appear but howers.
Being fpent in time- beguiling fport;
Her griefs do neither prefs, nor doubts perplex j
Here's neither fear to curb, nor care to vex.


^6o Hieroglyph. I.

His dowtty cbeek grows preud, and now difdaiiis
" The tatours hand ;
He glories to command
The proud-iicck ftccd .vith prouder rcins;
The ttrong'hreathM horn muft now falute his car
V/ith the glad downfal of the falling Dear.

His quick- nos'd acmie, with their deep-mouth *d founds,
Muft now prepare
To chafe the tim'rous Hare.
About his yet untnorgag'd grounds ;
The ill he hates, is counfel and delay ;
And fears no mifchicf but a rainy day.

The thought he takes, is how to take no thought
For bale nor blifs;
And late repentance is
The laft dear pen'worth that he bought :
He is a dainty morning, and he may.
If luft orecaft him not, b' as fair a day.


Proud bloffom, ufethy Time: Times headftroog horftf
Willpoft away.
Truft hot the foU'wing day.
For every day brings forth a worfe :
Take time at beft : Believe *c, thy days will fall
From goQd to bad, from bad to worft of all.


Hieroglyph X 361


ffumilit)/ U A fire thing in a youtg min^ therefore to he ad'
mired : Whenyouth u vigorom, when ftrewgth U fir nit Toben
blood U hott when cares are fir angers, nben mirth ufrte^ then
priitfw^lletby Ani humility i4 dc^ijed.

EPIG. 10.

To the old ntan.

Thy years are newly gray, his newly green j
His youth may live to fee what thine hath feen j
He is thy Parallel : His prcfeat ftage
And thine arc the two Tropicks ot mans age.

36^ Hieroglyph XI.

Hieroglyph. XI. 363


ViejoycCy young wan , and let thy heart

cheer thee ^ but know y &c.


HOw flux ! How altcraWe is the date ^
Of tranfitory things.'
How hurryM on the clipping wings
Of Time, and driv'n upon the wheels of Fate !

How one coadition brligs
The leading Prologue to another ftate !

No tranfitory things can laft ?
Change waits on Time, and Time is wingM with haft j
Jime prcfent's but the ruin oi i ime paft.

Behold how Change hath inch*d away thy Span ;
And how thy light doth barn
Nearer and nearer to thy Urn :
For this dear v^rSt what fatisfa^ion can

Injurious Time return
Thy (hortned days, but this, thefcylt of Man ?

And whrit's a man ? A cafk of care,
Now tunn'd and working ; he's a middle fcair
Twixt birth and death j a blafc of fullag'd air.

His breaft is tinder, ap': to entertain
The fparks or Cupids fire,
Vv'hole new blown flames muftnow enquire
A wanton julep out, which may reftrain

The rage of his dcfire^
Whofc painful pleafure is but pleafing pain :

His life's a ficknefs that doth rife
From a hot liver, WhilCc his paffion lies
Expeftiag cordials from his miftrifs eyes,

3^4 Hieroglyph. XT.

His ftage in ftrowM with thorns, and deck'd with flowers J
His ysar fometimes appears
A minute ; and his minutes, yejr§ :
His doubtful weather's Sun-fhinemixt withjiowr; ;

His traffique, Hopes and Fears ;
His lifc*s a medley, made of Sweets and Sowrs ;

His pains reward is SwiJes and Pouts ;
His diet is far language mixt with Flouts ;
He is a N'o-thing^ all compos'd with Doubts,

Do, waft thy inch, proud i>i« of living eartlj,
Confumc thy golden days
In llavifh freedom, let thy ways
Take befV advantage of thy frolick mirth ;

Thy ftock of Tims decays,
And lavifh plenty ftill fore-runs a dearth :
The bird that's flown may turn at laft ;
And painful labour may repair a waft ;
But pains nor price can call my minutes paft,


Hieroglyph, XI, 365


ExptBgre4t joy rshn thou (hilt hy down tie mini of a,
chili, ani ieferve the fiyk of a wile man ; for ut tbofs years
chilihooi it pafi^ but oftentimes childifhnejs remainetb, ani
Tohjt U wcr/e, xh^u hij^ the authorit) of a man^ but the votes
of A chili.


To the declining man.

Why ftand'ft thou cifcontented ? Is not he
As equal diftant ffon the top as thee ?
What then may caufc thy difcontentcd frown ?
He % mouHtingup the hil] ; thoo plodding down.

^66 Hleroilyfk XIL

Vb "^al (trior e. Vvrtli .


Hiero^yph. XII. ^67


As th€ daysy Jo Jhall thj sirength h.


Of fwrfcfooiTime

Hath no* at length bsgun

The Kalends of our middle ftage :

The number'd fteps that we have gone, do (how

The number of tbofe ftepj wt arc to go ;

The buds and bloffoms of our age

Are blo-*n, decayed, and gone

And an oar prime

Is lift ;

nd what we boaft too much, we have kaft c^ufc to boaft^

Ah me!

There is no reft ?

Our Time is always fleeing.

What rein caa curb our head-firong hours;

They poft away : They pafs we know not how ;

Our Norn is gone, before we can fay Nots ;

Time paft and future's cone of ours;

That hath as yet no being ;

And this hath ceaft

To be:

^'hat 15, is only ours : Hew fhort a Time bare we !

h ?. Ana

368 HieroglypkXll

And now

JpoUos ear.

Expefts harmonious ftrainf^

N«w miatcd from the Thnchn Lyre ;

For now the virtue of the twi-fork'd Bill

Infpires the raviih'd fancy, and doth fiB

The vines with Pe^afean fire:

And now thofe fteril brains

That cannot (how.

Nor bear

Some fruits, (ban never wear ApOo's facred Bow.

Exce fs

And furfeit ufes

To wait upon thefe days;

Full feed and flowing cups of wine

Conjure the fancy, forcing up a fpirit

By the cafe Magiek of debauched delight j

Ah pitty, twice-born Baccbtu Fine

fliould ftarve ApoUo's Bxyes,

And drown thofe Mufes

That blcfs

And caliDthe peaceful foul^whea florms of cares opprefs.

Strong light
Boaft not thofe beams
That can but only raife
And blaze a while, and then away :
There is no SoWice in thy day ;
The midnight glory lies
Betwixt th' extremes
'^■:^-\'W-'- Of night,

; A'glWffoirdwithlhame, and foord wich'Jalfc delight.


Hieroglyph. XII. 3^9

Hifi thou cUmhed up to the fuU age of tiy few dijs ? Look
bichpoirds and tboujhah fee the frailty cf thy youth ; tbs folly
of thy childhood^ And the wille of thy la fancy : Look forrvards^
thou Jbdh fee the cares of the World, the troubles of thy mind^
the difeafes of thy body.

EPIG. 12.

To themiddle''aged.

Thou that art prancing on the lufty Noon
Of thy fall age. boaft not thy feJf too foon :
Convert that breath to wail thy fickle flate ;
Take heed thou'lt brag too foon, or boaft too lateC
Aa 2

3?6 Hiero^typh.WW:

Martem/ki-ar d arrtui


Hieroglyph. XIII. 371

JOHN. 3. 30.

Hd muH CHcreafe, hut ImuHJecreafe.

Time voids the table, dinner'i done ;
And now ourdays declining Sua
Hath hurried his diurnal load
To th' borders of the Weftern road ;
Fierce Pblegon, with his fellow fteeds.
Now puffs and pants, and blows and bleeds.
And froths and fumes, rcmcmbringftill
Their lalhes up th* Olympick hill.
Which haying conquer'd , now difdain,-
The whip, and champ the frothy rein.
And with a full caricr they bend
Their paces to their journeyi end :
Our blazing Tapour now hath loft
Her better half, Nature hath croft
Her forenoon book, and clear 'd that fcore,
But fcarce gives truft for fo much more :
And now the generoui dp forfakes
Her feir-growntwig : A breath cv*n fhakei
The down ripe fruit; fruit foon divorcd
From her dear branch, untouch'd, unforc*d.
Now Sanguin f^enm doth begin
To draw her wanton colours in.
And flees negle£Ved in difgrace,
Whil'ft Mars fupplies her luke warm place i
Blood turn to cholcr : What this ags
Lofes in ftrecgth it finds in rage-*
That richennamel, which of old,
Damafk'd the downy cheek, and told.

37* Hieroglyph. XIII.

A harmlefs guilt, unaflc*d, is new
Worn off from the audacious brow ;
Luxurious daJiaaee, midnight revelfi
Loofc riot, ^'-Jd thofe venial evils
Which 5acor,meratc youth of late
Could pkad, now watc an Jdvocate :
And what appeac'd in former times
Whifp'ring as fa:iUs. now roar as crimes ;
And now ^H y- wiiofc I'ps were wont
To drench c .^r Cor^l in the font
Of fork'd PamafM ; you that be
The fons of Phcebui, and can flee
On wings of fancy to difplay
The flagg of high invention, ftay,
Rcpofe your quills ; your veics grow fower,
Tempt not your Salt beyond her power :
If your paP/d fancies but decline,
Cenfure will ftrikest every line
And wound yonr names, the popular ear
Weighs what you are, not what you were
Thus hackney like, we tire our age,
Spur-galj'd with change from flage toftage.


Hieroglyph. XIIL \nT^

Stffttbou %bi diily light of the gr titer WtirU? When At*
teMiedto the higheft pixcb of Meridian glory ^ it fiayeih not^
but by the [Atne degrees, it af^ended, it defcendeth. And is the
light of the lefcr roorld more permanent ? Conxinmnce U tie
tbildof Eternity^ not of rime.

EPIG. 13:

To the young man.

Young mao, rejoyce ; and let thy rifiog days
Cheer thy glad heart : Think^ft thou thcfc uphil ways
Lead to deaths dungeon? No, but know withal,
A rifing ii but a Prologue to a fall.

Aa 4


rrterigry/>k. XIV.

Inviiioja- $zmciiiS.

Hieroglyph. XIV. 37 f

JOHN. IX. jy.
Tet a little while is the light with you.

THcdaygro*'io!d, the Io«f. pitch lamp hath made
No Icfs than treble (hade,
Aod the dcfcending damp doth now prepare

T* uncurl bright Tiiir.s hair ;
Whofe Weftern wardrobe now begins t* unfold

Her purples, fring'd with gold,
To cloath his rv-eaing glory, when t\k alarms
Of reft {hall call to reft in leftlcls Tbctis arms.

Nature now calls to Tapper, to refrelh

The fpifils of aU fleOi ;
The toylicg plowman drires his thirfty teams,

To tatte the fiipp'ry ft:eams :
The droyling fwine-herd knocks away, andiJeafls

His hungry whining guefts ••
Thcboxbil Ouzle, and the dapled Thrufh
Like hungry rivals meet at their bcioved bu(h.

And now the cold Autumnal dews arc leen

To cobweb every green ;
And by the low-ftiorn Rowini doth appear

The faft- declining year:
The faplefs branches doflF their fummer fcits

And wain their winter fruits ;
And flormy blafts have forced the quaking trees
To wrap her trembling limb? in r"ji:s of mofTy frccz.


376 Hieroglyph. XIV.

Our wafted Tapour now hath brought her light

To the next door to night r
Her fprightlefi flames grown with great fnuffj doth turn

Sad as her neighboring Urn:
Her flcnder inch, that yet unfpent remains.

Lights but to further pains.
And in a filent language bids her gueft
Prepare his weary limbs to take Esernal reft.

Now careful age hath pitch'J her painful plough

Upon the furrow*d brow j
And fnowy blafts of difcontented care

Have blanch*d the falling hair :
Sufpicious envy mixt with jealous fpight

Diflurb*s his weary night :
He threatens youth with age ; and now alas,
He owns not what he is, but vaunts the man he was,'

Gray hairs, pur(uc thy days, and let thy paft

Read Lectures to thy laft:
Thofehafty wings t hat hurri'd them away

Will give thefe days no day :
The conftant wheels of Nature fcorn to tire \

Until her works expire :
That blaft that nipt thy youth, will ruin thee ;"< tree.
That hand that (hook the branch win quickly ftrike the


Hieroglyfh,ySV. 377

S. C H R Y S.

Gny biirs are honounble, rohsn the Behavhur fuhs with
^riy hairs : But when an antient man hath ckildijk manners,
be becometb more ridiculous than a child,


Thou art in vain attained to old years, that refeitefi thy

EPIG. 14.
To the Touth.

Sceft thou this good old man ? he reprefcnts

Thy Future, thou, his Preterperfe^ tenfc :

Thoa goeft to labour, he prepares to reft r

Thou brcakTc thy fafc, he fupps ; now which Isbcft?

378 Hieroglyph* XV,

Hkroglypk XV. 37^

PSALM 90. 10.

TJje days of our years are three/core years
and ten.

SO have I feen fh* iUuftrlous Trinee of Ltght
Rifing in glory from his Crocem bed,
And trampling down the horrid (hades of night.
Advancing more and more his cocqu'ring head,
Paufcfirft, decline, at length begin to ihroud
His fainting brows within a cole-black cloud.

So have I feen a wen- built Ci^fcfhnd

Upon the tip-toes of a lofty hill,

Whofc aftive powV commands both fea and land.

And curbs the pi ide of the beleag'rers will :

At length her ag'd foundation fails her truft.

And lays her tott'ring ruins in the duft.


So have I feen the blazing Tspour (hoot
Her golden head into the fee We air,
Whofe fhadow- gilding ray fpread round about.
Makes the foul face of black-brow'd darknefs fair j
Till at the length her wafting glory fades.
And leaves the night to her iavet'race fludsf.

Ev*n fo this little world cf living C/^;,
The pride of Nature, glorified by Art,
Whom Earth adores, and all her Hofts obey,
AUy'd to Heav'n by his Diviner part.
Triumphs a while, then droops, and then decays.
And worn by age, death cancels all his days.


380 Hieroglyph. XV.

That glorious Sun, that whilom Ihonc ^o bright,
Is now er'n ravifh'd from ourdarkned eyes ••
Thatfturdy CajiU^ mann'd with fo much might.
Lies now a Mon'ment of her own difguife ;
That blazing Tapour^ that difdain'd the pufF
Of troubled Air, fcarce owns the name of fnuflf

Poor bed-rid Man ! Where is that glory now,
Thy Youth fo vaunted ? Where that Maje/iy
Which (et enthron'd upon thy manly brow ?
Where, where that braving arm ? That daring eye ?

Thofe buxom tunes ? Tbofe Bacchanalian tones ;

Thofe fwelling \eios ? Thofe marrow flaming bones ?

Thy drooping ^/or/s blurrM, and proft rate lies
Grov'iing induft; and frightful honour, now.
Sharpens the glaunces of thy gafhful eyes ?
Whilft fear perplexes thy dift rafted brow :

The panting breaft vents all her breath by groans^
And death cnerves thy marrow- wafted bones.

Thus Man that's born ef woman can remain
But a fhofC time : His days are aD full of forrow ;
HlsWie S2 p'-nancs vnd his death's a pain.
Springs like a flow V to day, and fades to morrow;

His breath's a ^tt6*i?, and his day's a |f^n .*

'Tis glorious mifery to be born a Man,


Hieroglyph. XV. 381


when i)ts dre dim^esrs deaf, vifiigepde, teeth decay ed,sktn
tvbitbered ^breath tainttd, pipes furtfd.tnees trembling, hinds
fumbling.feti fiiUvg, the judden dovufal of tbyftjhly bouft is
near At band,

A)l vices wax oUhj ageiCcvetcu'nefs aJonegrorvetb young.

EPIG. 15.

To the infant.

What he doth fpend in groans, thou fpend*ft in tears
Judgment and ftrengch's alike In both your years ;
He's helplefs ; foart chou ; what difference then ?
Ik's an old Inljani \ thou, a youogo//^ Mtn,


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