. Emblems, divine and moral, together with hieroglyphicks of the life of man . ys^ longd for fo oft in vain ! If, Ar^ji-like, I m y not live poffeft Of this fiiir land 3 Lord, let mc fcet at leaft. S. AUGUST. Book J, Emblems. 275 S. AUGUST. Soliloqu. cap. 12. My life is a frail life-^ a comtptihle life-, a life^iiohich themore\it increafetb, the more it decreafeth: tJoefarther it goeth the nearer it cornet h to death. A de-ceitful life ^ and like afiadow, full of the fnares ofdeath: now Irejoyce^ now Ilanguijh, now I flotirijbynow infirm^ now lli!)e^ and fir eight Idie^now Ifeemhappy ^ always
. Emblems, divine and moral, together with hieroglyphicks of the life of man . ys^ longd for fo oft in vain ! If, Ar^ji-like, I m y not live poffeft Of this fiiir land 3 Lord, let mc fcet at leaft. S. AUGUST. Book J, Emblems. 275 S. AUGUST. Soliloqu. cap. 12. My life is a frail life-^ a comtptihle life-, a life^iiohich themore\it increafetb, the more it decreafeth: tJoefarther it goeth the nearer it cornet h to death. A de-ceitful life ^ and like afiadow, full of the fnares ofdeath: now Irejoyce^ now Ilanguijh, now I flotirijbynow infirm^ now lli!)e^ and fir eight Idie^now Ifeemhappy ^ always miferable^ now I laugh ^ now I weep ;^hus all things, are fuhjeB to mutability^ that nothingcontiniieth an hour in one eflate: O joy above joy^ ex-ceeding all joy^ without which there is no joy, whenJhall I enter into thee^that Iraay fee my God that dwelleth in thee\ EPIG. thou fo weak ? O canft thou not digcftAn hour of travel for a night of reft ?Chear up, my foul, call home thy fp*rits, and bearOne bad gooa-friday, full-mouthd eafters near. 276 Bpok Book 5. Emblems. 277 VIII. ROM. 7. 24* O -ivretched man that I am ! who Jhall deliverme fro7n the body of this death ? jDEhold thy darling, which thy luftful care *-^ pampers, for which thy reftlefs thoughts prepare Such early cares ^ for whom thy bubbling brow So often fweats, and bankrupt eyes do owe Such midnight fcores to nature, for whofe fake Bafe earth is fainted, the infernal lake Unfeard, the crown of glory poorly rated : Thy God negle6ted, and thy brother hated 5 Behold thy darling, whom thy foul affects So dearly 5 whom thy fond indulgence decks And puppets up in foft, in iiiken weeds Behold the darling, whom thy fondnefs feeds With far-fetchd delicates, the dear bought gain« Of ill-fpent time, the price of half my pains: Behold thy darling, who, when clad by thee, Derides thy nakednefs 3 and when moft free, Proclaims her lover flavc ^ aFid being fed ^^ Moft full, then iirikes the indulgent feed
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