. Emblems . Ips were wontTo drench c .^r Cor^l in the fontOf forkd PamafM; you that beThe fons of Phcebui, and can fleeOn wings of fancy to difplayThe flagg of high invention, ftay,Rcpofe your quills; your veics grow fower,Tempt not your Salt beyond her power :If your paP/d fancies but decline,Cenfure will ftrikest every lineAnd wound yonr names, the popular earWeighs what you are, not what you wereThus hackney like, we tire our age,Spur-galjd with change from flage toftage. Set Hieroglyph. XIIL T^ Stffttbou %bidiily light of thegrtiter WtirU? When At*teMiedto the higheft pixcb of Meridian glo
. Emblems . Ips were wontTo drench c .^r Cor^l in the fontOf forkd PamafM; you that beThe fons of Phcebui, and can fleeOn wings of fancy to difplayThe flagg of high invention, ftay,Rcpofe your quills; your veics grow fower,Tempt not your Salt beyond her power :If your paP/d fancies but decline,Cenfure will ftrikest every lineAnd wound yonr names, the popular earWeighs what you are, not what you wereThus hackney like, we tire our age,Spur-galjd with change from flage toftage. Set Hieroglyph. XIIL T^ Stffttbou %bidiily light of thegrtiter WtirU? When At*teMiedto the higheft pixcb of Meridian glory^ it fiayeih not^but by the[Atne degrees, it af^ended, it defcendeth. And is thelight of the lefcr roorld more permanent ? Conxinmnce U tietbildof Eternity^ not of rime. EPIG. 13: To the young man. Young mao, rejoyce ; and let thy rifiog daysCheer thy glad heart: Think^ft thou thcfc uphil waysLead to deaths dungeon? No, but know withal,A rifing ii but a Prologue to a fall. Aa 4 374 rrterigry/>k. J74Inviiioja- $zmciiiS. Hieroglyph. XIV. 37f JOHN. IX. a little while is the light with you. THcdaygro*io!d, the Io« lamp hath madeNo Icfs than treble (hade,Aod the dcfcending damp doth now prepare T* uncurl bright hair;Whofe Weftern wardrobe now begins t* unfold Her purples, fringd with gold,To cloath his rv-eaing glory, when t\k alarmsOf reft {hall call to reft in leftlcls Tbctis arms. Nature now calls to Tapper, to refrelh The fpifils of aU fleOi;The toylicg plowman drires his thirfty teams, To tatte the fiippry ft:eams:The droyling fwine-herd knocks away, andiJeafls His hungry whining guefts ••Thcboxbil Ouzle, and the dapled ThrufhLike hungry rivals meet at their bcioved bu(h. And now the cold Autumnal dews arc leen To cobweb every green ;And by the low-ftiorn Rowini doth appear The faft-declining year:The faplefs branches doflF their fummer fcits And wain their winter fruits ;And flormy blafts have forced the quaking treesTo wrap her trembling
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