. Emblems, divine and moral . lowst in the fleshly mire And base pollution of a lustful heart, That feelst no passion, but in wanton fire, And ownst no torment but in Cupids dart;Behold thy type: thou sittst upon this ballOf earth, secure, while death that flings at all. Stands armd to strike thee down, where flamesattend thy fall. 44 EMBLEMS. BOOK 1. S. is no where; neither in heaven, nor inparadise, much less in the world: In heaven theangels fell from the divine presence 3 in paradise,Adam fell from his place of pleasure; in the world,Judas fell from the school of our Saviour.
. Emblems, divine and moral . lowst in the fleshly mire And base pollution of a lustful heart, That feelst no passion, but in wanton fire, And ownst no torment but in Cupids dart;Behold thy type: thou sittst upon this ballOf earth, secure, while death that flings at all. Stands armd to strike thee down, where flamesattend thy fall. 44 EMBLEMS. BOOK 1. S. is no where; neither in heaven, nor inparadise, much less in the world: In heaven theangels fell from the divine presence 3 in paradise,Adam fell from his place of pleasure; in the world,Judas fell from the school of our Saviour. Hvco. I eat secure, I drink secure, I sleep secure,even as though I had past the day of death,avoided the day of judgment, and escaped thetorments of hell-fire: I play and laugh, as thoughI were already triumphing in the kingdom ofHeaven. EpjG, up, my soul; redeem thy slavish eyesFrom drowsy bondage: O beware; be wise:Thy foes before thee; thou must fight, or fly:Life lies most open in a closed eye. BOOK 1. EMBLEMS. 45. Et risu necat. LUKE VI. 25. Woe unto you that laugh now! for ye shall mournand weep. The worlds a popular disease, that reignsWithin the froward heart and frantic brainsOf poor distemperd mortals, oft arisingFrom ill digestion, through th unequal poising 46 EMBLEMS. BOOK 1. Of ill-weighd elements, whose light directsMalignant humours to malign effects:One raves and labours with a boiling liver;Rends hair by handfuls, cursing Cupids quiver;Another, with a bloody flux of oaths,Vows deep revenge: one doats; the other loaths:One frisks and sings, and cries, A flagon moreTo drench dry cares, and make the w elkin roar:Another droops: the sun-shine makes him sad;Heavn cannot please: ones mopd: the others mad:One hugs his gold; another lets it fly:He know ing not for whom; nor t other spends his day in plots, his night in play;Another sleeps and slugs both night and day:One laughs at this thing; t other cries for of wonders! What we ought t ev
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