. Emblems, divine and moral . ming goods ; which, being got,Make firm possession but a thoroughfare ; Or, if they stay, they furrow thoughts the deeper ;And, being kept with care^ they lose their carefulkeeper. 52 EMBLEMS. S. Greg. Horn. iii. secund. Parte we give more to the flesh than we ought, wenourish an enemy ; if we give not to her necessitywhat we ought, we destroy a citizen : the flesh is tobe satisfied so far as suffices to our good: whosoeveralloweth so much to her as to make her proud,knoweth not how to be satisfied : to be satisfied is agreat art; lest, by the satiety of
. Emblems, divine and moral . ming goods ; which, being got,Make firm possession but a thoroughfare ; Or, if they stay, they furrow thoughts the deeper ;And, being kept with care^ they lose their carefulkeeper. 52 EMBLEMS. S. Greg. Horn. iii. secund. Parte we give more to the flesh than we ought, wenourish an enemy ; if we give not to her necessitywhat we ought, we destroy a citizen : the flesh is tobe satisfied so far as suffices to our good: whosoeveralloweth so much to her as to make her proud,knoweth not how to be satisfied : to be satisfied is agreat art; lest, by the satiety of the flesh, we breakforth into the iniquity of her folly. Hugo de heart is a small thing, but desireth great mat-ters. It is not sufficient for a kites dinner ; yet thewhole world is not sufficient for it. Epig. makes thee, fool, so fat ? Fool, thee so bare ?Ye suck the self-same milk, the self-same air ;No mean betwixt all paunch, and skin and bone ?The means a virtue, and the world has none. EMBLEMS. 53 Da mihi/rceua timor,- Da mihi calcar amor. JOHN in. 10. Men love darkness rather than light, because their deedsare evil. T ORD, when we leave the world and come to thee, How dull, how slug are we !How backward ! How preposterous is the motion Of our ungain devotion 1 54 EMBLEMS. BOO Our thoughts are millstones, and our souls are lead, And our desires are dead :Our vows are fairly promisd, faintly paid ; Or broken, or not made :Our better work (if any good) attends Upon our private ends :Tn whose performance one poor worldly scoff Foils us, or beats us thy sharp scourge find out some secret fault, We grumble or revolt;And if thy gentle hand forbear, we stray. Or idly lose the the road fair, we loiter ; cloggd with mire. We stick, or else retire :A lamb appears a lion ; and we fear, Each bush we see s a our dull souls direct our thoughts to thee, As slow as snails are we :But at the earth we dart our wingd desire ; We bum, we bum li
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