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Muft aft Ajlrc^i'z part, muft take Ajircez's place.

FditFs pinion's dipt ! And fair AHnei goae ?

Quick feeing Faith now blind ? And fufiice fee ?
Has 'fujlice now found wings : And has Fihh noner*

What do we here ? Who would not wifn lo be

DiiTolv'd '""rom earth, and with Aitraei flee
From this blind dungeon to that Sua bright Throne ?

Lord, is thy Scepter loft, or laid afide ?

Is hell broke loofe, and all her fiends untied ?
Lord;iife, and rouze, & rule, and crufh their furious pride.


Book i^ Emlkmes, (J 3

P E T R. R. A V. in Matth;

The Devil U the author of evil^ tbe fount lin of wich^dnefs,
the idvs f fir y of the truths the corrupter of the World, mins
perpetujl enemy ; he plmtetb fn:ires^diggetb ditches, jfurretb
bodies, ke^oaietb fouls, hefuggrftetb thoughts, beJcheth ivgtr-
expofetb virtues to hitred, makftb vices belovsi.fotoeth errors^
nourifhetb comentioH^difturbetb peace, aad fatteretb affeclion,

M A C A R.

Let UA [uffer with tiofe tbitfuffer : And be crucified, xoi:^
thofe that are crucified, that we may bs glorified vfith tbofc
that are glorified,


If there be no enemy ^no fight j if no fight, no vinery ; if no
vi^ory^ no crown.

EPIG. i^,
My foul, fit thou a patient looker on ;
Judge Hot the play before the play is done :
Her plot has many changes : Every day
Speaks a new Scene ; the laft aft crowns the Play,

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Jbook X.

>iic mnine. ItimerL cutkmpit.!!




I S AI AH 5-0. II.

ToH that walk in the l%ht of your own fire ;
and tr the [parks that ye have kindled ^
ye jhatl lie down inforrow.

DO, fillyCM/)/^, f^iufFand trim
Thy falfe, thy feible li^hr.
And make hsr felf-ccnfumlng flames more bright ;
MethiRks fhe burns too dim.
Is this that fprigbtly fire,
Whofc more th^n facrcd beams infpire
I The ravifht hearts of men, aad fo inflame defire ?

See, Boy, how thy unthrlfcy blaze

Conlumes, how faft fhe wains; •
She fpends her felf, and her, whoH; wealth maintains
Her w-^aV, her idle rays.
Cannot thy luftfal blaft
Which gave it luftree, make it laft ! (fafc.

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


Go, Wanton, place thy palcfac'd light

Where never breaking day
Intends to vjftt mor.ais, or difplay
Thy fallen (hades o\ right :
Thy torch will burn more clear
In nights un-Titan'd Hemifphere ;
-Hcav cs fcornful flames and thine can never co-appear.


6^ Emhlmes. Book x.

In vain thy bufie hands addrefs

Their labour to difplay
Thy cafie blaze within the Verge of dayj
The greater drowns the lefs :
If Heav'ns bright glory fhine.
Thy glim'ring fparks mufc needs refign ;
PufF out hcav'ns glory then,or heav'n will work out thine*

Go^ Cupid's rammifh Pander, go,
Whofe dun, whofe low defirc
Can find fufficient warmth from Natures fire.
Spend borrowed breath, and blow.
Blow wind made fcrong with fpight ;
When thou haft pufc the greater light
Thy lefler fpark may fliine,and warm the new- made night.

Deluded Mortals, tell me when
Your daring breath has blown
Hcav'ns Taper out, and yon have fpent your ownji
What fire (hall warm you then ?
Ah fools, perpetual night
Shall haunt your Souls with Stygian fright,
Where they fhall boil in flames, but flames ftiaH bring no]



Book xl Emhlemes. 6y


The fuffi:isncy of mymsrit^ is to lnov> that my merit is not

S. GREG. Mor. 2$.

By horo much the Jefs man Jeetb himfelf, hy fo much the Je[s
be difpleafetb himfeJf; and by borv much the more he fectb the
light of Grace f by fo much the more be dij'diinetb the light of

S. GREG. Mor.

The light of the underfianding, humility hindktb, andpride

E P I G. I.

Thou blow'ft heav'cs fire, the whilTc thou goVt about,

Rebellious fool, in vain to blow it out :

Thy folly adds confufion to thy death ;

Heav ns fire conrounds, when fanu'd with Follies breath,






f JJcnec iotum eKpUat or fern.


Book 2. Emhkmes. 6^


ECCLES. 4-8*
There is no end of all his lahoury neither is
his Eye fatisjied with Riches,

a How our wid'ncd arras can ovcr-ftretch
Their own dimenfions ! How our hands can rca;h
eyond their diftance/ How cur yielding breaft
an fhrink to Be more full, and full poiTeft
Df rhis icferiour Orb i How earth rcfin'd
an ding to fordid earth ! How kind to kind !
.Ve gape, we grafp, we gripe, and ftoie to ftorc j
nough requires too much ; too much craves more.
/Ve charge our fouls fo fore beyond their ftint.
That we recoil or burfc ; the bufie Mint
Of our laborious thoughts is ever going,
\nd coyning new defires ; dsfires not kaowicg
Vhere next to pitch, but like the boundlefs Ocean
ain, and gain ground, and grow more ftroag by motion^
The p2!e-fac*d Lady of the black ey*d night
•irft tips h;r horned brows witheafie light,
Vhofe curious train of fbaagled Nimphs attire
ier next nights glory with increafmg lire ;
iach Ev'ning adds more lufcre, and adorns
The growing beauty of her grafping horns :
he fucks and draws her brother's golden ftore,
Intil her glutted orb can fuck no more,
•v'n to the Vuhure of infatiate minds
tin uan.s, and wanting fetki, and feekingfiids
>Icw fewei to increafe herrav'nous fire,
The grave is fooner cioy'd thsn mens defire •
Yccrofs the Seas, and midf: her waves we burn,
rraflfporting lifes, percbaace that n'lc ret jrn ;


7^ Emllemes, Book z^

Wc f4Ck, we rarifack t ) tfte iitmoft fands

Of Batiye kingdoms, and of forrcign lands;

We travel Sea and Soil, we pry, we proul.

We progrefs, and we prog from pole to pole :

We fpend our mid-day fwcat, our midoight oyl.

We tire the night in thought, the day in toil :

We make Art fervile, and the Trade gentile,

(Yet both corrupted with ifjgenious guile) ;

To compafs earth, and with her empty fcore

To fin our arms, and grafp one handful more ;

Thus fetking reft, our labours never ceafe.

But as our years, our hot df fires increafe :

Thus we, poof little Worlds ! with blood find fvveat

In vain attempt to comprehend the great ;

ThuSj in our gain become we gainful lofers,

Acd whaL's enclos'd. enclofes the enclofcrs.

Now Header clofe thy book, and then advife^

Be wifely worldly, be not worldly wife ;

Let not thy nobler thoughts be always raking

The world's bafe dunghil ; vermin's took by taking :

Take heed thou truft not the deceitful lap

Of wanton Z?f/r/;zif) ; The world's a Trap;


Book 2. Emllemesi

HUGO de anima.

TeUmf tohere b: thofenorv- that fo hteJy loved and huggd
the world ? S.othing remaineth of them but duH and worms ;
Obferve rvbat thcfe msn were ; whit thofe men are : Thsy wsre
like thee ; they did e^t, drinh, lau^h, and led merry diys ; and
in a moment jlipt into tell. Here their jU^ is food for worms;
there their Souls are jewel for fre^ till theyjhallbe rejoynedin
an unhappy feuowjhipy and ca/i into eternal torments ; where
they that were once compxnii,ns in fin^ JIull be hereafter pxrt-
tiers in punijhment.


Gripe, Cupid, and gripe ftill, until that wiod,
Thar s pent before, fin-J fecref vent behind •
And whrnth'afldon?. hark here, I tell thee what
Before 1 le truft thy arraful^ Tie truit that. '




J\^n arnat tfte ; Czd, kcanat amor.


Book X. Emhlemes, 73


JOB 18.8;

He is caft into a net ly his oxon feet^ and
walketh upon afnare.

WHat ? nets and quiver too ? What need there aU
Thefe flic dcvicei to betray poor men ?
Die chcy not faft enough when thoufandsfalJ

Before thy dart ? What need thcfe engines then ?
Attend they not, and anfwer to thy caH,
Like nightly coveys where thou lift and when ?
Whataceds a ftratagem where ftrcngth can fway ?
Or what needs ftrength compcl.where none gainfay*
Or what needs ftratagem or ftrength, where heart! obey?

Husband thy (lights : It is but vain to wafte

Honey on thofe that will be catch *d with gall ;
Thou canft not, ah ! the canft sot bid fo faft
As men obey : Thou art more flow to call,
Then they to come ; thou canft not make fuch haft.
To ftrike, as they being ftruck make haft to fall.
Go fave thy nets for that rebellious heart
That fcorns thy pow'r, and has obtained the art
^'avoid thy flying (haft, to quench thy fi'ry dart.

Loft mortal, howisthy diftruftion fure,
between two bawds, and both without rcmorfc!

F Thf

74 Emllemes. Book z.

The on's a Line, the t'other is a Lure •

This to intice thy foul ; that to enforce !
Way-laid by both, how canft thou ftand fccure ?
That draws ; this wooes thee to th* eternal cur fe.
O charming Tyrant^ how liaft thou bcfeol'd
And flav'd poor tnan, that would not if he could
Avcii thy line, thy lure; nay could not if he would !

Alas, thy fweefe perfidious voice betrays

His wanton ears with thy Syrenian baits ;
Thou wrapeft his eyes in mifts, then boldy lays

Thy Lethal gins before their chryftal gates;

Thou lok'ft up ev*ry fenfc with thy falfe keys,

AH wining pr:s'ners to thy clofe deceits :

His ear mo't nimble, where it deaf fhould be,

Hiseyemoftblindjwheremoftitoughttofee, (free

And when his heart's moft bound,then thinks himfclf moft

Thou grand Impoflor, how haft thou obtain'd

The wardfflip of the world ? Arc al] men turn'd
Idiots and Lunaticks ? Are all retained

Beneath thy fervile bands ; is none return'd
To his forgotten felf ? Has none regained
His fenfes ? Are their fenfes all adjournM ?
What none difmift thy Court ? Will no plump fee
Bribe thy falfe fift> to make a glad decree,
V unfool whom thou haft foordj& fet thy pris'ners free?


Book ^\ Emhlemes. 79

S. BERN, in Ser.

In this Tv^rlJ. is much treschery, link trti'h, here dU things
dre trips ; fV^ every thing is befrt jvithfriarea 5 here fouls arc
endangered, to.ii^s ire ajpi^cd^ hen all things art virity

and vexiiicu of jji'-ir.

EPIG, 2»

.Kay, Cupid, pitch thy trammel, where thou pkafcj
Thou canft not fail to take fuch fifh as thefe ;
Thy thriving fport will ne'r be fprnt : no reed
To fear, wbenevVy cork'i a world, thourc fp€cd#
F 3



Book %\


Qr^^^^^Jra^tum^jfiju^^J^ ,,^

Book zl Emllemes] 7jr


HOSE A 13. 3.

They fhall he as the chaff that is driven with
a whirlwind out of the floor , and as the
fmoke out of the Chimney.

1]]^Lint-heartcd Stolcks, you, whofc marble eyes
. Contemn a wrinkle, and whofe foals dcff ifc
To follow natures too afFecled fafhion.
Or travel in the Regent walk cf Paflion ;
Whofe rigid hearts difdain to (hriak at fears.
Or play ac faft and loofe, with fmiles and teafs ;
Come burft yourfpleens with laugther to behold
A new found vaoity, which days of old
Ne'r knew : a vanity, that has befet
The world, and made more (laves than Mahomet:
That has condemn'd us to the fervile yoke
Of (lavery, and made us (laves to fmoke.
But ftay ; why tax I thus our modern times,
For new-born follies, and (or new-born crimei?
Are we fole guilty, and the firft age free ?
No, they were fmok'd and (lav'd as well as we : Cfare
What's Cvaect-Mpt Honours blaft,but ftioke ? What's trea-
But very fmoke ? And what iQore fmoke than pleafure ?
Alas ! they're all but (hadows, fumes, and bla(ts.
That vanifhes, this fades, the other waftcs.
The reftlefs Merchant, he that lovet to fteep
His brains io wealth, and lays his foul to deep
In bags of Bullion, fees th* immortal crown,
And fain would mount, but Ingots keep him down:
He brags to day, perchance, and begs to morrow :
He lent but now. wants credit now to borrow ;

F 3 Blow


Emllemes: Book z,

Blow winds, the treafure*s gone, the mer Jiant's broke

A (lave to filver's but a flaveto fmoke.

Behold the Glory.vyin^ child of fame,

That from deep wounds fuck fucJf an honourM name,

That thinks no purchafe worth the ftile of good.

But what is fold for* fweat, and feal'd with biood ;

That for a point, a blaft of empty breach.

Undaunted gaz ?s in the face of death ;

Whofe dear bought bubble, fiird with vain renown,

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

His Honour, fcaggars with a fcroke ;

A flave to honour, is a flave to fmoke.

And that fond fool, which wafces his idle days

In loofe delights, and fports about the blaze

Of Cupias Candle ; he that daily fpics

Twin babies in his Mlftrifs Geminks,

Whereto his fad devotion does impart

The fweet burnt'offerirg of a bleeding heart :

See, how his wings are findgM in Cyprian fire,

Whofe flames conlume with youth, in age expire ;

The World's a bubjle, all the pleafures in it.

Like morning vapours vjnifli in a miiwte :

The vapoura vanilh, and the bubble Vbrokc ;

A (lave to pleafure, is a Have to fmoke.

Now, Stoick, ceafe thy laughter, and repafc

Thy pickled cheeks with tears, faad weep as faft,


Pook zl Emllemes, ^^


That rich mm U gni*^ vrh-} ihir.Uib writ himfcJf ^ireit, be-
exufe be is rich : .^s p^oui -r^r. (who is the poor mdn) brdg^ctb
ouivfjrdljiy but bigg^ih hwardJjiBe is blown «;?, but noifuV,


yexvhn ipi inguijh accompiny riches and honour: the
pomp of the n^rJd, and the favour of xhi people, are but
fmole ; dad a blaft juddenly viniprtng : Wbicb if they com-
fnorjji uaafe, commonly brin^ repentance^ and for a miHU*re of
jof, they bring an age of forrojv.

EPIG. 4.

Ctfpii, thy diet's ftrange: It dulls, itrowzes,
It cools, it heats, it binds, and then it loofes .•
DuU-fprightly-cold- hot fool, if ev'r it winds thee
Into a liofcneft once, takeheei, it binds thee.

F 4








oru onme auocLmc micat awwti



Book il Emhlemes. ti

P R O V. aj. s-

Wilt thou fet thine eyes upon that which is
not ? for riches make themfelves ivings,
they flie away as an Eagle.


FAlfc world, thou ly'il: : thou eanft not lend
The Icaft delight :
Jhy favours caooot gain a Friend,

They are io flight:
Thy morning pleafures make an end

To pleafc at night .•
Poor are the wants that thou fupply'ft :
, And yet thou vaunt'ft, aad yet thou vy'A C^Y*^-

WitluHeavcft ; fond earth thou boafts *, falfe world thou

Thy babllng tongue tells golden tales

Of endlefs treafure ;
Thy bounty offers eafie Tales

Of lafting pleafurc ;
Thou askTc tke Confcience whac (he ails,

And fwearVt to eafe her:
There*s none can want where thou fupply'ft .•
There*s none can give where tbou deny Yt«
Alas, fond world thou boafcs j falfe world thou ly'ft.

What weB advlfcd ear regards

What earth can fay ?
Tliy words are gold, but thy rewards

Arc painted clay ;


Si Emhlemes. jBook li

Thy cunniflg can but pack the cards

Thou canft not play :
Thy game at wcakeft ftill fliou vyTc ; ,
If fcen, and then revy*d, denyTc ;
Thou art not what thou feem'fc : falfe world, thou \f^z,

Thy tinfil bofome feeras a mint,

Of new.c«in*d trcafurcj
A Paradifcr, that has no ftint,

No change, no meafure ;
A painted cask, kut nothing in'c,

Nor wealth, nor pleafurc:
Vain earth ! that falfly thus comply Tc
With man: Vain man! that thou relyTc
On earth : Vain man thou dot*fc : Vain earth thou ly'fc.

What mean dull fouls, in this high meafure

To haberdafh
In earths bafe wares, whofe greateft treafure

Is drofs and trafb ?
The height of whofe inchantiog pleafurc

Is but a flafh ?
Are thefe the goods that thou fupplvfc
Us mortals with ? Are thefe the highTc ?
Can thefe bring cordial peace ? falfe world thoy lyVr.


Book 2. Emhlemes. Sj


The world is deceit fuh Htr end is doubt fnl; Her concJufien
is lorriblt \ hr ^ii 'gi is tcnible ; And h:r pur.ijJym^.Kt is iM'

S. AUGUST, lib. Confeff.

Tks viin glory of this world is a. deceitful fweetnefs.a fruits
'4fs hoour, A perpetual fsir, a djngerciis honour : //tr begin-
HM'J is without providcnct, andber end not without repsntanfe.

EPIG. ^.

Vorld, th* art a Travtor : thou haft ftampt thy bafe
\nd chyrakk metal with great dsfar's face,
\ncl with thy baftard-^riion thou haft battcr'd
'or wares of price ; how yiC:\y drawn and quartered ! i



Book %\


Jtc dectpit prbts . 84

Jook z\ Emhkmes] Sj*


JOB 15.31.

Let not him that is deceived trufi in vanity,
for vanity Jhall he his reeompence.

BElieve her not, her glafs diffufei
Falfc portraitures : thou canft efpi*
Jo true reflexion : She abufes
Her mif-inform*d beholders eye ;

Her Chryftal's falQy fteelM : it fcatters
•eceitful beams. Believe her not, (he flatters.

his flaring mirour reprefents

No right proportion, view or feature :
;er very looks are complements ;

They make thee fairer, goodlier, greater :

The skilful glofs of her reflexion
at paints the Context of thy couife complcxiono

'ere thy dlmenfion but a ftrlde.

Nay, wert thou'ftatur'd but a fpai,
ich as the longbill'd troops defi*d,

A very fragment of a man ?

She*l make thee Mimas, which ye wlU,
'he Jovfflain Tyrant, or th'Jonick hill.


ad furfets, or th'ungraclous Star
Confpir'd to make one common place


^^ Emhlemes. Book

Of all deformities that are
Within the volumccf thy face.

She'd lend thee favpur fhould out-move
The rroj*- bane B'ellcn^ or the Queen of Love.


Were thy confam'd eftate as poor

As Liirui or affliaed f<>b\ :
Shee'l change thy wants to fceming ftorc.

And rum thy rags to purple robes ;

Shec'i make thy hide bound flani^ appear
As plump as theirs that feaft it all the year.


Look cff, let not thy Opticks be

Abu^M : thou feeft n^t what thou fhouId*ft ;
Thy fc'i'i the ohj-ft thou ihouIdVt fee,

But *cis thy (hadowthoa belibldVt:

And fhadoas thrive the more in ftature.
The nearer we approach the light of naEuie.


Where Heav ns bright beams look more dire^.
The fhadow (hrinks as they grow ftronger :

But when they glance their fair afpe^t,
The bold-fac'd (hade grows larger, longer :
And when their lamp begins to fall,

Th'increafing fliadows lengthen moTw of all.


The foul that ftek; the nocn of grace,
Shiinksin, but fwells if grace retreat;

As heav'n lifts up, or veils his face.
Our felf-efreems grow lefs or great.
The leaft is greatefr, and who (hall

Appear the greattfr, arc the leaft of all.


Book 2^ Emllemes. 87

HUGO lib. ,dc anima.

In viin be Itfteth up the eye of his heart to behold his God,
whc is notfirfi rightly advifed w behold himfdf: Fjrjly thou
mufi fee the vifible thifigs of thy [elf , before thou canjibi
prepared to Inorv the invijible things of God ; for // thou
cmSi not apprehend the things rviihin thee , tbou cinfi not
comprehend the things above thee : the bej} looking gUh
vkerein to fee thy God, is perfe^lj to fee thy felf.

. EPIG. 6.

Be not deceiv'd great Fool : there is n© lofs
In being fmall ; great bulks but fwell with drofs.
Mao is he^v'ns Mafcer-p ece - If it appear
More great, the vilu'^ Is^s; if lefs^ more dear.



Book i.



Book z. 8^



Ihavefet hefore thee life and death, hkffing
and turfing, therefore chovfi life, that thou
and thy feed may Ifve.

THe world's a Ftdor, whofe rvrelling heaps retaio
The frtidglcd wages of the PlgughmanS toti;
The vtfdrld'i a hfcap, wb»fe yet unwintlowed grain

Is lodg'd with chaftand buried in her foyl j
Anthidgi are mixt, th^ tfcful with the vain ;
Tfic go0d with badj the faobic with the rile ;
The world'^an Ark, vf herein things pure and groS
Prefeftt \M\i loCj-ful gait, and gainful lofs,
Where c\*iy dram of gold contains a pound of drofs.

This furfiifhM Ark prefents the greedy view

With an thit eaith can give, or Heav'ncan add ;
Here lafting joyes; here pleafures hourly new.
And hourly fading, may be wilh'd and had :
^D points of Honour, counterfeit and true,
Salute thy foul, and wealth both godd and bad:
Here maiflthou opsn wide the two leav»i door
Of an thy wifhes, to receive that ftore
.Ifeich being empty mofl, does overflow the mor*.


90 Emhlemes* Book z.

Come then my foul, approach this royal Burfe,
^nd fee what wares our great Exchange retains ;
Come, come ; here's that ffiall make a firm divorce

Beiwixt thy wants and thee, if want complains;
No need to (it in coiincil with thy purfe.

Here's nothing good (hall coft more price than pains ;
But O my foul take heed, if thou rely
Upon thy faithlefsOpticks, thou wilt buy
Too blind a bargain : Know, fools only trade by th* eye.

The worldly wifdom of the fcolilh mao
Islikeafieve, that dees alone retain
The gr offer fubftanceof the worthlefs brain:

But thcu, my foul, let thy brave thoughts difdaln
So courfe a purchafe, O be thou a fan
To purge the chaff, and keep the winnow*d grain :
Make clean thy thoughts, and drcfsthy mixtdefires
Thou art Heav'ns tasker ; and thy God requires,
Thcpureft of thy floor, as well as of thy fires.

tet grace conduft thee to the paths of peace,

And wifdom blefs the fouls unbicmifh'd ways^ ■
No matter then, how (hort or long*s the leafe,

VVhofe date determines thy felf numbred days:
No need to care, foi; wealth's or fame's incr«afe.
Nor Mifs his Paim^^ nor high Apollo's Bays.-
Lord, if thy gracrpiis. bounty pleafetofiU
Thei'flcor of 'my detires, and teach me skill
To drefs and chuTethe corn,takc thofc the chaff that will.


Book z. Emllemes: .^i

S. AUGUST, lib. i, de doa. Chrifti.

Temporihhings more nvijh in the expeSations tbin infruU
tioi : But thingi eternal more in the fruhJoa than txps^ition.


The life of msn U the middle bctwten An^eh ind Beifir. if
min tdhs pksfure in carral tkingsjbe it ccmpirsd to beifts-but
if hi ddi^ht in ^irimii things^ he isfuited with Angels,

EPIG. 7«

Art thou a child ? Thou wilt not then be fed,
But like a child, and with the chiidreni bread :
But thou arc fed with chaff", or corn undrcft :
My foul thou favQuc it ceo much of the beaft .

G 2


Book X.


J/liec cuumantpuet^os cvtnhaia;at uutvtros


Book t) ^mlUmes] 93



They mind earthly things y lut our converfa*
tion is in Heaven.

Venui, IHv.CupU.

ren, \T 7Wat mcani this peevifh babe ?Whifti, laUaby,
VV ^Vhat ails my b^? What alls ray babe to cr^B
Will DC thing ftin it <* Will it neither be
PleasM with the nurfes brcaft, nor mother^ knee ?
What ails my bird f What moves my forward boy
To make fucti whimp rmg faces ? Peace, my joy" :
Will nothing- do ? Come, come, this pcltilh brat.
Thus cry and brawl, and cannot tell for what f
Come bufs and friends, my lamb % whiih lullaby,
What ails my babe ? What ails my babe to cry ?
Peace, peace my dear ; alas, thy early years
Had never faults to merit half thefe tears ;
Come fmile upoa me : Let thy mother fpie
Thy fathers image in her babies eye :
Husband thefe guilty drops againft thee rage
Of harder fortunes, and the gripes of age;
Thine eye's not ripe for tears : Whifh lullaby ;
What ails my babe, my fweet fac'd babe to cry k
Look, look, what's here ! A dainty golden thing :
See how the dancing bslls turn round and ring
To pleafe my bantling ! Here's a knack will breed
An hundred kifTes i Here's a knack indeed.

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So, no J<r my bird is white, and looks as fair
As Pelops (boulder, or like a milk-white pair :
Here's right the father's fmile; when Mars beguil'd
Sick J^^nuA of her heart, juft thus he fmil*d.

Divine Cupi J,

Wen may they fmile alike ; thy bafebred boy
Add hT$ bafe fier had both one caufe, a toy :
How wiD their fubj€£ls and their fmiles agree ?
Thy Cupid Im Is a toy, ard Mirs found thee :
Falfr Qa^ea of beauty. Queen ot falfe delights.
Thy knee prcf^nts an Embleme, that invites
Man to himfclf, whofefeFtiaufported heart
(Ov'r-whclm'd with rative forrows, and the fmart
Of purchas'd griefs) lies whining night and day.
Not knowing. *by, til] heavy hceld delay.
The dull-brow'd Pander of defpair, laies by
Kis leaden buskiiigs, and prefents his eye
With 3ntick trifles, which th* indulgent earth
Makes proper oh je£Js of mans child i(h mirth,'
Thefe fat chs coyn that pafs, the fweets that pleafe ;
There's riothirggood, there's nothing great but thefe :
Thefe be the pi-^s that bafe bom minds dance after,
And turn immo'iVate tears to lavifh laughter ;
Whilft Heav'nly raptures pafs without regard ;
Their firings are hat fh, and their high ftreans unheard :
The ploughmans v^hilile or the trivial flute
Find more refpcd rhan great ApoUo*s lute :
We'll look to Heav*n, and truft to higher joys;
Let Twine Ipvc husks, and children whine for toyi.

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