. Emblems, divine and moral, together with hieroglyphicks of the life of man . ty : harjc, fhe founds: tis vain and void, Whats here to be enjoydBut grief and fickncfs, and large bills of forrow, Drawn now, and crufsd to morrow ?Or what are men, but puffs of d) ing breath, Revivd with living death ?Pond lad, O build thy hopes on furer grounds Than what dull fle/li propounds ?Truft not this hollow world, /hes empty: hark, /lie ( S. CHRIS, Book 2. Emblems, 103 S. CHRYS. inEp. adHeb. Conternn riches, and thou fjjalt he rich 5 contemnglory, and thou Jhalt be gloricus^ contemn injuries,mid
. Emblems, divine and moral, together with hieroglyphicks of the life of man . ty : harjc, fhe founds: tis vain and void, Whats here to be enjoydBut grief and fickncfs, and large bills of forrow, Drawn now, and crufsd to morrow ?Or what are men, but puffs of d) ing breath, Revivd with living death ?Pond lad, O build thy hopes on furer grounds Than what dull fle/li propounds ?Truft not this hollow world, /hes empty: hark, /lie ( S. CHRIS, Book 2. Emblems, 103 S. CHRYS. inEp. adHeb. Conternn riches, and thou fjjalt he rich 5 contemnglory, and thou Jhalt be gloricus^ contemn injuries,mid thou fnalt b3 a conqueror \ contemn reft, and thoufialt gain reft 5 contemn earth, and thou fialt findheaven, HUGO ]ib. de vanit. mundi. Ihe World is a vanity which affordeth neither beau-ty to the amorous, nor reward to the kbcrionSf norencouragement to the induftriom* EPIG. laThis houfe is to be let for life or years 5Her rent is forrow, and her income, tears :Cupid, t has long ftood void 5 her bills make muft be dearly let, or let alone. 104 Emblems,XI. Book 2,. ^rrag JuLC vtur a,d Ulam 104 Book 2. Emblems, 105 XI. M A T T H. 7. 14. Narrow is the way that leadeth unto Ufe^ andfew there be that find it, PRepoftrous fool, thou firourfl: amifs 5Thou errft ^ thats not the way, tis this :Thy hopes, inliru6ljd by thine eyeMake rhee appear more near than I jMy floor is not fo flat, {q fine,And has more obvious rubs than thine :Tis true 3 my way is hard and ilrait,And leads me through a thorny gate :Whofe rankling pricks are fliarp and fell ?The common way to hcavns by hell:Tis true 5 thy path is fhort and fair,And free from rubs: Ah ! fool, beware,The fifcft roads not always evn :The way to hells a fceming heavn :Thinkit thou the crown of glorys hadWith idle eafe, fond Cyprian lad ?Thinkft thou, that mirth, and vain delights,High feed, and fhadow-fhortning nights,Soft knees, full bags, and beds of down,Are proper prologues to a crown ?Or canif thou hope to come and view,,
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