. A collection of emblemes, ancient and moderne : quickened vvith metricall illustrations, both morall and divine : and disposed into lotteries ... . o venture out, then to continue there:So, if thou couldft perceive, what Birds of prey,Are hovring round about thee, every day,Tofeizethy Soule (when (he abroad (hall goe,To take the Freedom, fhe defireth fo)Thou, farre morefearcfull, wouldft of them, become,Then thou art, now, of what thou flyefl from. Not Precepts, but Experience, thus hath taught me 5Which, to fuch refolutions, now have brought me,That, whatfoever mifchiefes others doe me,I ma
. A collection of emblemes, ancient and moderne : quickened vvith metricall illustrations, both morall and divine : and disposed into lotteries ... . o venture out, then to continue there:So, if thou couldft perceive, what Birds of prey,Are hovring round about thee, every day,Tofeizethy Soule (when (he abroad (hall goe,To take the Freedom, fhe defireth fo)Thou, farre morefearcfull, wouldft of them, become,Then thou art, now, of what thou flyefl from. Not Precepts, but Experience, thus hath taught me 5Which, to fuch refolutions, now have brought me,That, whatfoever mifchiefes others doe me,I make them yield fome true Contentments to me jAndjfelaomc ftrugglefrom them, till I fee,That, will fecurer fpight foercmy Foes, to me, can doe,I laugh thereat, within an houre or two:For,thoughthe World, and I,at firff, believe,My Suffrings, give me caufc enough to grieve jYet, afterward, I finde (the more to glad me)Thar, better Fortunes,might fane worfe have made fome young Dm^though, I fcratchcJ am,Yet, I am hopefull, I (hall fcape their Dam. The more contrary Windes doe blow,The greater Vermes praife wff^row. 97. Illvstr. XXXV. Book.: ;3fervcthc nature of that Fiery-flame^Which on the Mountains top ib brightly fhowes jThe Windes from every quarter, blow the fame,Yea, and to blow it out, their/*>7 blowes 5But, lo j the more they ftrme, the more hjhimth -3At every Blaft, the Flame afcendeth higher $And, till the Fuells want, that rage confineth,Ir, will be, {till, a great, and glorious Fire, Thus fares the man, whom Vertue, Beacon-like,Hath fixe upon the Hills of Eminence,At him, the Tempefts of mad £»f/*ftrike,And, rage againft his Piles of Innocence;Bur, ft ill, the more they wrong him, and the moreThey feeke to keepe his worth from being knowne,They, daily, make it greater, then before;And, caufe his Fame, the farther to beblowne. When, therefore, no felfe-doting Hrrogance,But, Vertucs, coverd with a modeft vaile,Breake through obfcuriti, a
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