. Emblems and hieroglyphics on a great variety of subjects, moral and Emblished with near an hundred emblematical cuts from Quarles Emblems . Ah me f he cries, I am are open to receive My friendlefs, trembling, naked Soul 3Muft I in Torments ever live ?No more in fenfual Pleafures roll ? Hum I huiri! cries Satan, peace, my Child jWhy on thy own Deftru&ion bent ? Many good Years Hiall on thee fmile---When Death approachesâthen repent. The Mora l. Confcience at laft to her Tribunals come,Judges the guilty Wretch, and figns his Doom ;Nay, felf-condemnd he itands befor
. Emblems and hieroglyphics on a great variety of subjects, moral and Emblished with near an hundred emblematical cuts from Quarles Emblems . Ah me f he cries, I am are open to receive My friendlefs, trembling, naked Soul 3Muft I in Torments ever live ?No more in fenfual Pleafures roll ? Hum I huiri! cries Satan, peace, my Child jWhy on thy own Deftru&ion bent ? Many good Years Hiall on thee fmile---When Death approachesâthen repent. The Mora l. Confcience at laft to her Tribunals come,Judges the guilty Wretch, and figns his Doom ;Nay, felf-condemnd he itands before her Seat,And if he Guilty pleads, who can acquit ?With Sorrow piercd, he fees his difmal Cafe,Grieves for his Sins, and Pardon begs and Grace*With many Sighs, and Tears, and by Degrees,His Wound is healed, and reftord his after this, his former Courfe he takes,Renews his Sins, and evry Promife breaks,What Grace or Favour can he then expect ?His Cries and Prayers will not God reject?O Sinner ! tremble at the awful Thought,Nor be, too late, by thy own Ruin taught! 64 HlEROGLYPHICKS. Book II. *************************** EMBLEM Frail is our Nature, Reafon blind,And Clouds of Error veil the Mind ;Yet if the Righteous trip, he /hallStill rife more vigrous from his Fall. â lookIL MoRAL^DiviUE. 65 EMBLEM XIII. The Righteous jhnd fajier by falling. + |^ H E righteous Mm may chance to flip-« X Let Satan make his Boaftâ-He only made a heedlefs Trip,Not therefore is he lofti If foiPd, and funk upon his Knee, Hell quickly rife again,And with frefh Vigour, you fliall fee, Hell flruggle might and main. And Grace divine will him affifr, To triumph oer his Foes jWith added Strength he fhatt be blefsd. With Laurels crownd his Brows. The Mora l. Frail is our Nature, and Temptations ftrong, A thoufand Weakneffes to it belong. Our Pafliona, turbulent, would run a-bead* And Lull?, grown powerful, would take the Lead, Dur craving Senfes mull be gratifyd, And Nature calls aloud t
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