Old _Sages_ by the Figure of the Snake (Encircled thus) did oft expression make Of _Annuall-Revolutions_; and of things, Which wheele about in _everlasting-rings_; There _ending_, where they first of all _begun_, And, there _beginning_, where the _Round_ was _done_. Thus, doe the _Planets_; Thus, the _Seasons_ doe; And, thus, doe many other _Creatures_, too. By minutes, and by houres, the _Spring_ steales in, And, rolleth on, till _Summer_ doth begin: The _Summer_ brings on _Autumne_, by degrees; So ripening, that the eye of no man sees Her Entrances. That _Season_, likewise, hath To _Winter-ward_, as leasurely a path: And, then, cold _Winter_ wheeleth on amaine, Vntill it brings the _Spring_ about againe, With all those _Resurrections_, which appeare, To wait upon her comming, every yeare. These _Roundells_, helpe to shew the _Mystery_ Of that immense and blest _Eternitie_, From whence the CREATURE sprung, and, into _whom_ It shall, againe, with full perfection come, When those _Additions_, it hath fully had, Which all the sev’rall _Orbes_ of _Time_ can add. It is a full, and fairely written _Scrowle_, Which up into it selfe, it selfe doth rowle; And, by _Vnfolding_, and, _Infolding_, showes A _Round_, which neither _End_, nor _entrance_ knowes. And (by this _Emblem_) you may partly see, Tis that which _IS_, but, cannot uttred be. _Each =Day= a =Line=, small =tasks= appeares: Yet, much it makes in threescore Yeares._ [Illustration: NULLA DIES SINE LINEA. ILLVSTR. XXIV. _Book. 3_]