. Emblems divine and moral ; together with Hieroglyphics of the life of man . ame Upoii the waxen wings of fame. Will fight undaunted in a flood Thats raisd with brackiili drops and blood : And (hall the promisd crown of life Be thought a toy, not worth a firife ? An eafv good brings eafy gains ; But things of price are bought with pains. The pleafing way is not the right: He that would conquer heavnj muft fight. H2 88 EMBLEMS. BooicIL- S. HIERON. in Ep. No labor is hard^ no time is long, ivherein the gUry ofeternity is the mark ive level at. S. GREG. Lib. viii, Mor. Tfje valour of a ju
. Emblems divine and moral ; together with Hieroglyphics of the life of man . ame Upoii the waxen wings of fame. Will fight undaunted in a flood Thats raisd with brackiili drops and blood : And (hall the promisd crown of life Be thought a toy, not worth a firife ? An eafv good brings eafy gains ; But things of price are bought with pains. The pleafing way is not the right: He that would conquer heavnj muft fight. H2 88 EMBLEMS. BooicIL- S. HIERON. in Ep. No labor is hard^ no time is long, ivherein the gUry ofeternity is the mark ive level at. S. GREG. Lib. viii, Mor. Tfje valour of a juft man is^ to conquer theficjh^ to fon^iradidi his own will, to quench the delights of the prefenfiife^ to love and endure the miferies of this world for thereward of a better, to contemn the flatteries of projperity:^and inwardly to overcome, the fears of adverfjty. EPIG. lu 0 Capid, If thy fmoother way were righf, 1 ihould miftruft this crown were ways not eafy, where the pri^e is great %1 hope no virtues^ where I fmell no fweat, G A L A T. l^.^m^. In Cruce Itat fecurus Amor. Book II. EMBLEMS. S<, XII. G A L A T. vi. 14. God forbid that I Jhould glory^ jhve In the crofs, I. CAN nothing fettle my uncertain breaft^And fix my rambling love ?Can my affections find out nothing beft, But ftill and ftill remove?Has earth no mercy ? Will no arlc of reft Receive my reftlefs dove ?Is there no good, than which theres nothing hfghV, To blefs my full defireWith joys that neverchange ^ with joys that neer [expiie }2;I wanted wealth ; and, at my dear requeft. Earth lent a quick fupply ;I wanted mirth, to charnin;y fullen breaii; • And who more briik than I ?I wanted fame, to glori// the reft ; My fame flew eagle-high :My joy not fully ripe, but all decayd, Wealth vaniftid like a ftiade ;My mirth began to flag, my fame began to ^:. 3- The worlds an ocean, hurryd to and fro With evVy blaft of pafllon : Her luftfull ftrcami:, when either ebb or tides o
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