. Emblems, divine and moral. New ed., carefully rev. and corr., with recommendatory prefaces by Augustus Toplady, and John Ryland . more dear. BOOK II.—EMBLEM VII Deuteronomy xxx. 19. I have sethefore thee life and death, blessing and cursing;therefore choose life, that thou and thy seed may live. The worlds a floor, whose swelling heaps retain The mingled wages of the ploughmans toil:The worlds a heap, whose yet unwinnowd grain Is lodgd with chaff and buried in her soil:^11 things are mixd, the useful with the vain ;The good with bad, the noble with the vile : The worlds an ark, wherein thing
. Emblems, divine and moral. New ed., carefully rev. and corr., with recommendatory prefaces by Augustus Toplady, and John Ryland . more dear. BOOK II.—EMBLEM VII Deuteronomy xxx. 19. I have sethefore thee life and death, blessing and cursing;therefore choose life, that thou and thy seed may live. The worlds a floor, whose swelling heaps retain The mingled wages of the ploughmans toil:The worlds a heap, whose yet unwinnowd grain Is lodgd with chaff and buried in her soil:^11 things are mixd, the useful with the vain ;The good with bad, the noble with the vile : The worlds an ark, wherein things pure and grossPresent their lossful gain, and gainful loss,Where cvry dram of gold contains a pound of dross. This furnishd ark presents the greedy view With all that earth can give, or Heavn can add ;Here lasting joys, here pleasures hourly new,And hourly Itiding, may be wishd and had:All points oC honour, counterfeit and true. Salute thy soul, and wealth both good and bad :Here mayst thou open wide the two-leavd doorOf all thy wishes, to receive that store,Which, being emptied most, doth overflow the more. J^ C: J.^: J. ElvIBI^EM Bic optuna [v /iiAe.\ ;tt. Htf 77iat f/if .v<t/t/i7r rrfrnwri BOOK ir. EMBLEMS. 75 Come then, my soul, approach this royal burse,* And see what wares our great exchange retains :Come, come ; heres that shall make a firm divorceBetwixt thy wants and thee, if want complains :No need to sit in council with thy purse, Heres nothing good shall cost more price thanpains;But, O my soul, take heed ; if thou relyUpon thy faithless optics, thou wilt buyToo blind a bargain; know, fools only trade byth eye. The worldly wisdom of the foolish manIs like a sieve, that doth alone retainThe grosser substance of the worthless bran ; But thou, my soul, let thy brave thoughts disdainSo coarse a purchase : O be thou a fan To purge the chaff, and keep the winnowd grain :Make clean thy thoughts, and dress thy mixd
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