When, in this _Emblem_, here, you have espide, The shape of a triangled _Pyramide_, And, have observed well, those mightie _Rockes_, Whose firme foundation bides the dreadfull shockes Of angry _Neptune_; you may thereby see, How firmly setled, _Vertues_ reall bee. For, as the raging _Seas_, although they roare, Can make no breach upon the Rockie shore; And, as a true triangled _Pyramide_, Stands fast, and shewes alike, on ev’ry side: So, howsoever _Fortune_, turnes or winds, Those men, which are indow’d with vertuous minds, It is impossible, to drive them from Those _Formes_, or _Stations_, which those minds become. And, as the raging _Sea_, with foming threats, Against the _Rockie-shore_, but vainely beats; So, _Envie_ shall in vaine, loud blustrings make, When vertuous resolutions they would shake. For, _Vertue_, which receives an overthrow, Was _Vertue_, not _indeed_, but in the _show_. So farre am I, oh _Lord_! from laying claime To have this _Vertue_, that, I doe but ayme At such _perfection_; and, can come no nigher As yet, than to obtaine it in _desire_. But, fixe thou so, this weake desire of mine, Vpon the _Vertues_ of thy _Rocke_ divine, That _I_, and that invaluable _Stone_, May bee incorporated into _One_: And, then, it will bee neither shame, nor pride, To say, my _Vertues_, will unmov’d abide. _The =motion= of the =World=, this day, Is mov’d the quite contrarie way._ [Illustration: HODIE SIC VERTITVR ORBIS. ILLVSTR. XI. _Book. 4_]