. Quarles' Emblems . O that my ways were directed to keep thy statutes !—Psalm cxix. 5. TlIUS T, the object of the worlds disdain, With pilgrim face surround the weary earth ; I only relish what the world counts vain ; Her mirths my grief; her sullen grief my mirth ;Her light my darkness ; and her truth my error. Her freedom is my gaol; and her delight my terror. Fond earth! proportion not my seeming love To my long stay ; let not my thoughts deceive thee ; Thou art my prison, and my homes above ;My lifes a preparation but to leave thee : Like one that seeks a door, I walk about thee : With th
. Quarles' Emblems . O that my ways were directed to keep thy statutes !—Psalm cxix. 5. TlIUS T, the object of the worlds disdain, With pilgrim face surround the weary earth ; I only relish what the world counts vain ; Her mirths my grief; her sullen grief my mirth ;Her light my darkness ; and her truth my error. Her freedom is my gaol; and her delight my terror. Fond earth! proportion not my seeming love To my long stay ; let not my thoughts deceive thee ; Thou art my prison, and my homes above ;My lifes a preparation but to leave thee : Like one that seeks a door, I walk about thee : With thee I cannot live ; I cannot live without thee. The worlds a labrinth, whose anfractuous waysAre all composd of rubs and crookd meanders : No resting here ; hes hurried back that stays A thought; and he that goes unguided, wanders :Her way is dark, her path untrod, unevn ; So hards the way from earth ; so hard s the way to Heavn. 202 Quarks Emblems. This gyring labrinth is betrenchd about On either hand with streams
Size: 2100px × 1189px
Photo credit: © Reading Room 2020 / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bo, bookcentury1800, booksubjectemblems, booksubjectenglishpoetry
