. Quarles' emblems, divine and moral: together with hieroglyphics of the life of man . r filver faints-bell of uncertain gainsiMy merchant-foul can ftretch both legs and I can run, and take unwearyd pains !The charms of profit are fo ftrong, that I,Who wanted legs to go, find wings to fly^ 2,If time-beguiling pleafure but advance Her luflfuU trump, and blow her bold alarms,O how my fportful foal can frifk and dance. And hug that fyren in her twined arms ! [fureThe Iprightly voice of finew-ftrengthning plea-Can lend my bedrid foul both legs and Icifure, If blazing honor chance to fill
. Quarles' emblems, divine and moral: together with hieroglyphics of the life of man . r filver faints-bell of uncertain gainsiMy merchant-foul can ftretch both legs and I can run, and take unwearyd pains !The charms of profit are fo ftrong, that I,Who wanted legs to go, find wings to fly^ 2,If time-beguiling pleafure but advance Her luflfuU trump, and blow her bold alarms,O how my fportful foal can frifk and dance. And hug that fyren in her twined arms ! [fureThe Iprightly voice of finew-ftrengthning plea-Can lend my bedrid foul both legs and Icifure, If blazing honor chance to fill my veins With flattring warmth, and flafh of courtly foul can take a pleafure in her pains :My lofty flrutting fleps difdain to tire ;My antic knees can turn upon the hingesOf compliment, and fcrue a thoufand cringes. 4-But when I come to thee, my God, that art The royal mine of everlafting treafure,The real honor of my better part. And living fountain of eternal pleafure 5 How ncrvelefs are my limbs! how faint and flow 1I have no wings to fly, nor legs to go. Sa ^. Piabn-i; 5- TAiis: lef me still aitenJ mv heaiTilv m his fTqv.^ mvForfstefis nmvmt shdt Book IV. EMBLEMS. 155 5-So when the ftreams of fwift-foot Rhine convey Her upland riches to the Belgic idle veflel Aides the watry way. Without the blaft, or tug, of wind or oar :Her flippry keel divides the filver foamWith eafe; fo facile i& the way from home ! 6. But when the home-bound vefTel turns her fails Againft the breaft of the refifting ftream,O then fhe Hugs; nor fail, nor oar prevails ;The llream is flurdy, and her tides extreme:Each ftroke is lofs, and evry tug is vain :A boat-lengths purchafe is a league of pain, 7-Great All In all, that art my reft, my home; My way is tedious, and my fteps are flow:Reach forth thy helpful hand, or bid me come;I am thy child, O teach thy child to go :Conjoin thy fweet commands to my I will venture, though I fail or tire. S. AU- 15^
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