. Emblems, divine and moral . playd his rubbers: evry soul Js a vulgar proverbs crost, he hardly canBe a good bowler and an honest God ! turn thou my Brazil thoughts anew ;New-sole my bowls, and make their bias cease to game till fairer ground be givn,Nor wish to win until the mark be Heavn. S. Bernard, Lib. de you sons of Adam, you covetous generation,what have ye to do with earthly riches, which areneither true nor yours ? Gold and silver are realearth, red and white, which only the error of manmakes, or rather reputes, precious: in short, ifthey be your
. Emblems, divine and moral . playd his rubbers: evry soul Js a vulgar proverbs crost, he hardly canBe a good bowler and an honest God ! turn thou my Brazil thoughts anew ;New-sole my bowls, and make their bias cease to game till fairer ground be givn,Nor wish to win until the mark be Heavn. S. Bernard, Lib. de you sons of Adam, you covetous generation,what have ye to do with earthly riches, which areneither true nor yours ? Gold and silver are realearth, red and white, which only the error of manmakes, or rather reputes, precious: in short, ifthey be yours, carry them with you. S. Hieron. in lust, thou infernal fire, whose fuel is gluttony;whose flame is pride; whose sparkles are wanton 42 EMBLEMS. BOOK I. words; whose smoke is infamy; whose ashes areuncleanness; whose end is hell. Epig. , well followd; Cupid, bravely led :Both touchers; equal fortune makes a dead :No reed can measure where the conquest lies:Take my advice; compound, and share the prize. book: i. EMB L EM .1heir ilf-ti/nd Speed admits rf?ir> /pJ)e<rtritc&cft runsthe World, away, BOOK I.—EMBLEM XL Ephes. II. 2. Ye walked according to the course of this world,according to the prince of the air. O whither will this mad-brain world at last Be driven ? Where will her restless wheels arrive ?Why hnrries on her ill-matchd pair so fast ? O whither means her furious groom to drive ?What, will her rambling fits be never past?For ever ranging ? Never once retrieve ? Will earths perpetual progress neer expire ?Her team continuing in their fresh career:And yet they never rest, and yet they never tire. Sols hot-mouthd steeds,whose nostrils vomit flame,And brazen lungs belch forth quotidian fire, Their twelve hours task performd, grow stiff andlame,And their immortal spirits faint and tire: 44 EMBLEMS. BOOK I. At th azure mountains foot their labours claimThe privilege of rest, where they retire To quench their burning fetlocks, and go steep
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