. Emblems and hieroglyphics on a great variety of subjects, moral and Emblished with near an hundred emblematical cuts from Quarles Emblems . ee of thy vaft Concern,That moil of all deferves thy Care. Death on his Bow has nVd his Dart, And aims directly at thy Head ;Thislnftant from thy Slumber ftart Ere thy grand Foe fhall ftrike thee dead. Art thou ftill carelefs of thy Fate. ? Will not thy Danger make thee wife ?Think what will be thy woful State, In Hell when thou (halt ope thine Eyes. The Moral Who on a dreadful Precipice would fleep,When by a Roll he tumbles down the Steep ?Wh
. Emblems and hieroglyphics on a great variety of subjects, moral and Emblished with near an hundred emblematical cuts from Quarles Emblems . ee of thy vaft Concern,That moil of all deferves thy Care. Death on his Bow has nVd his Dart, And aims directly at thy Head ;Thislnftant from thy Slumber ftart Ere thy grand Foe fhall ftrike thee dead. Art thou ftill carelefs of thy Fate. ? Will not thy Danger make thee wife ?Think what will be thy woful State, In Hell when thou (halt ope thine Eyes. The Moral Who on a dreadful Precipice would fleep,When by a Roll he tumbles down the Steep ?Who on a Dragons Den could reft fecure,Nor dread the Fiercenefs of the Monfters PowV ?And yet behold how Millions of Mankind,As ftupid, and as miferably blind,Laugh, fing, and dance around the horrid Pit,With Wrath Divine and Plagues etern replete;Thoufands they fee each Moment falling in,Yet unconcerned view the direful Scene ;Carelefs and indolent, no Danger dread,Tho Death and Hells in ev^ry Step they tread ;Till the grim King of Terrors teals their Doom,And Hell is made their everlalling Home. 26 H i e r o gx y p h i e k s. Book I. EMBLEM Weak, giddy, hairbraind Fools may laugh,And Draughts of Pleafure madly quaff;More Reafon they will have to mourn,When once the Tables on them turn. BookL MoRAt ^Divine, 27 EMBLEM VIIL The Folly of LaughterHAT various Scenes arbiincT me rife, w When I this wanton World furvey ?New Objects flart before my Eyes,Faihionsand Whims and Vanities,Still pafs fucceffively away. One frifks and fmgs with merry Brow, No Cares diflurb his (hallow Brain ;Now call your Eyes but juft below,Figures you fee of weeping Woe* With all their melancholy laughs and jumps about ; Yet mould you alk the Reafon why ? All he will fay Dont put me out, • You fee I am a merry Trout, * Im not at Leifure now to Moral. What a mad World is this ?~Look round, beholdWhat odd, fantaftick Scenes themfelves Wealth by fome is eagerly purfud,
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