. Emblems divine and moral . rest, where I seek for rest;Then let the hell-hounds roar, I fear no ill;Rouse me they may, but have no powr to kill. VOL. II. c EMBLEMS. BOOK III. S. Amhros. Lib. iv. in Cap. iv. Lucce, The reward of honours, the height of power, thedelicacy of diet, and the beauty of a harlot, are thesnares of the devil. S. Amhros. de Bono Mortis. Whilst thou seekest pleasures, thou runnest intosnares ; for the eye of the harlot is the snare of theadulterer. Savanar, In eating, he sets before us gluttony ; in genera-tion, luxury; in labour, sluggishness; in conversing,envy; in go
. Emblems divine and moral . rest, where I seek for rest;Then let the hell-hounds roar, I fear no ill;Rouse me they may, but have no powr to kill. VOL. II. c EMBLEMS. BOOK III. S. Amhros. Lib. iv. in Cap. iv. Lucce, The reward of honours, the height of power, thedelicacy of diet, and the beauty of a harlot, are thesnares of the devil. S. Amhros. de Bono Mortis. Whilst thou seekest pleasures, thou runnest intosnares ; for the eye of the harlot is the snare of theadulterer. Savanar, In eating, he sets before us gluttony ; in genera-tion, luxury; in labour, sluggishness; in conversing,envy; in governing, covetousness; in correcting,anger; in honour, pride; in the heart he sets evilthoughts; in the mouth, evil words; in actions, evilworks; when awake, he moves us to evil actions;when a sleep, to filthy dreams. Epig, 9. Be sad, my heart I deep dangers wait thy mirth;Thy souls waylaid by sea, by hell, by earth :Hell has her hounds; earth, snares ; the sea, a shelf;But, most of all, my heart beware thyself. B o o k: HI,. 10. F(>7 in thy .^ ,)>■?// /Vvv/? Sin is vhuir. BOOK III.—EMBLEM X. Psalm cxliii. 2. Enter not into judgement with thy servant; for in thysight shall no man living he justified. JESUS. JUSTICE. SINNER. Jes. Bring forth the prisner. Justice. Just. Thy commands Are done, just Judge : see, here the prisner stands. Jes. What has the prisner done ? Say whats thecauseOf his commitment ? Just. He hath broke the laws Of his too-gracious God ; conspird the deathOf that great Majesty that gave him breath ;And heaps transgression, Lord, upon trangression. Jes. How knowst thou this ? Just. Een by his own confession : His sins are crying ; and they cryd aloud :They cryd to Heavn; they cryd to Heavn forblood. Jes. What sayst thou, sinner? hast thou ought topleadThat sentence should not pass ? Hold up thy head,And show thy brazen, thy rebellious face. Sin. Ah me ! I dare not: I m too vile and baseTo tread upon thy earth much more to lift
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