. Emblems divine and moral . laid in the balance, it is altogether lighterthan vanity. Put in another weight: tis yet too light: And yet, fond Cupid, put another in ;And yet another : still theres under weight:Put in another hundred : put again ; Add world to world; then heap a thousand moreTo that; then, to renew thy wasted store,Take up more worlds on trust, to draw thy balancelowr. Put in the flesh, with all her loads of pleasure;Put in great Mammons endless inventory ; Put in the pondrous acts of mighty Caesar : Put in the greater weight of Swedens glory ; Add Scipios gauntlet; put in Plat
. Emblems divine and moral . laid in the balance, it is altogether lighterthan vanity. Put in another weight: tis yet too light: And yet, fond Cupid, put another in ;And yet another : still theres under weight:Put in another hundred : put again ; Add world to world; then heap a thousand moreTo that; then, to renew thy wasted store,Take up more worlds on trust, to draw thy balancelowr. Put in the flesh, with all her loads of pleasure;Put in great Mammons endless inventory ; Put in the pondrous acts of mighty Caesar : Put in the greater weight of Swedens glory ; Add Scipios gauntlet; put in Platos gown:Put Circes charms, put in the triple crown. Thy balance will not draw ; thy balance will not down. Lord! what a world is this, which, day and night, Men seek with so much toil, with so much trouble !Which, weighd in equal scales, is found so light,So poorly overbalancd with a bubble ! Good God ! that frantic mortals should destroyTheir higher hopes, and place their idle joyUpon such airy trash, upon so light a toy !. {)ms Itvior ; cuiplius ponderi addit /^Viixor. H7if(/> /\sf/i, in f/tr .Vrr/A t>//,ifr /V/tfi/ /I/tc/f /o//(/ (ft/lif/.vf////.s.(r/t/n/i/ Hr/if/if . BOOK I EMBLEMS. 21 Thou bold impostor, how hast thou befooldThe tribe of man with counterfeit desire !How has the breath of thy false bellows coold Heavns free-born flames, and kindled bastard fire ! How hast thou vented dross instead of treasure. And cheated man with thy false weights and measure, Proclaiming bad for good, and gilding death with pleasure! The worlds a crafty strumpet, most affecting And closely following those that most reject her;But seeming careless, nicely disrespectingAnd coyly flying those that most aflect her. If thou be free, shes strange; if strange, shes free:Flee, and she follows; follow, and shell flee :Than she theres none more coy, theres none morefond than she. O what a crocodilian world is this, Composd of treachries and insnaring wiles!She clothes destruction
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