. Emblems . to holfc hii name Upon the waxen wings of fame, Will fight undaunted in a floud Thats raisd with brakifli drops and blood Aod (hall the proraisd crown of life Be thought a toy, not worth aftrife ? An enfie good brings eafie gains; But things of price are bought with pains: Thepleafing way isnot the right: He that would conquer Hearn muft fight. a HIERON Book 2. Emhlemes. 107 S. HIERON. inEp. No Idhour is hiri^ no time is Jong, wherein the glory ofEternity ii the mirk we kvel if. S. GREG. lib. 8. Mor. Thevihur nf a jufl min U to conquer tbejkjhf to contfi-dicl his ovfn v?il\ to quen
. Emblems . to holfc hii name Upon the waxen wings of fame, Will fight undaunted in a floud Thats raisd with brakifli drops and blood Aod (hall the proraisd crown of life Be thought a toy, not worth aftrife ? An enfie good brings eafie gains; But things of price are bought with pains: Thepleafing way isnot the right: He that would conquer Hearn muft fight. a HIERON Book 2. Emhlemes. 107 S. HIERON. inEp. No Idhour is hiri^ no time is Jong, wherein the glory ofEternity ii the mirk we kvel if. S. GREG. lib. 8. Mor. Thevihur nf a jufl min U to conquer tbejkjhf to contfi-dicl his ovfn v?il\ to quench the dsU^hts of this prefent lifg, toendure and love the miferiesof this world for therer^ard of Abetter, to camtemn the fitter ies of pro^eritj^ and inwxrdly wover corns the fe sirs of aJverfty, E P I G. II. 0 Cupid, if thy fmoother way were right, 1 (hould miftruft this Crown were counterfeit:The ways not eafie where the Prize is great:1 hope no virtues, where I fmell no fweat, H 2 io8 EmhlemeSiXII. JiS. ^ cruce tat lecurus amor. Book ^. EmlUmes] lOp xn. G A L A T. 6: 14. Co J for a J that I Jhould glory, fave in theCrofi. CAn nothiog fettle my uncertain fix my rambling love ?Can my afledions find out nothing beft p But ftil] and ftill remove ?Has earth no mercy <* Will no Ark of reft Receive my reftleft Dove ?Is there no good, than which theres nothing higher, To blefs my fall defireWith joys that never change; with joys that neV expire. I wanted wealth; and at my dear rcqueft. Earth lent a quick fupply;I wanted mirth to charm my fallen breaft ; And who more briflc than I ?I wanted fame to glorifie the re*t • My fame fie*- eagle-high :My joy not fuDy ripe, but aL cca. *1; Wealth vanifhd like a fhade,My mirth began to flag, my fame began to fade. The worlds an Occaa, hurnVd too and fro V/ith cvry blaft of paflion : ^ H 3 Her no Emllemes, Book %\ Her luflful ftreamSj when either ebb or flow. Are tides of mans vexation: They alter daily, and they daily grow Th
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