A Collection of Emblemes, Ancient and Moderne: Quickened With Metrical Illustrations, Both Morall and Divine, Etc.Wither, George
Philosophy
A Collection of Emblemes, Ancient and Moderne: Quickened With Metrical Illustrations, Both Morall and Divine, Etc.
Wither, George
Emblems
An _Arme_ is with a _Garland_ here extended;
And, as the _Motto_ saith, it is intended,
_To all that persevere_. This being so;
Let none be faint in heart, though they be _slow_:
For, he that _creepes_, untill his _Race_ be done,
Shall gaine a _Wreath_, aswell as they that _runne_.
This being so; let no man walke in doubt,
As if Gods _Arme_ of _Grace_ were stretched out
To some small number: For, whoe’re _begins_
And _perseueres_, the profer’d _Garland_ winns:
And, God respects no persons; neither layes
A stumbling blocke in any of our Waies.
This being so, let no man think’t enough
To set his hand, a little, to the Plough,
And, then desist; but, let him still pursue,
To doe that _Worke_, to which that _Wreath_ is due:
For, nor on _Good-beginners_, nor on those
That, _walke halfe-way_, (much lesse on him, that goes
No stepp at all) will God this _gift_ conferre;
But, onely, unto those that _persevere_.
LORD, by thy _Grace_, an entrance I have made
In honest _Pathes_; and, thy assistance had,
To make in them, some slow _proceedings_ too.
Oh grant me, full abilitie, to doe
Thy sacred _Will_; and, to _beginn_, and _end_
Such _Workes_, as to thy _glory_, still, may tend.
That (_Walking_, and _continuing_ in the _Path_,
Which evermore, thine approbation hath)
I may that _Garland_, by thy _grace_, obtaine,
Which, by mine owne _desert_, I cannot gaine.
_Glory be to God._
[Illustration: Decoration]
THE FOVRTH LOTTERIE.
1
Thou, of a noble minde, art thought,
Which, heav’nly things, hath chiefly sought.
And, scorn’st thy vertue to debase,
By loving those of lower place.
If so, thine _Emblom_ doth expresse
Thy _Wisdome_, and thy _worthynesse_.
But, if to earthward thou incline;
Thence, learne _Affections_ more Divine.
See, _Emb._ I.
2
Some _words_ or _thoughts_, perhaps, of your
Have wrong’d Gods _providence_, or _Pow’re_:
Els, you (it may be) to some _place_,
Confine his unconfined _Grace_;
Or, thinke, he never taketh care,
Of any _Realme_, but where you are.
Your _Lot_, now, therefore, doth provide,
To have your _Iudgement_ rectifide.
See, _Emb._ II.
3
Thou maist be _wise_, but, there is, yet,
Some crack, or, failing in thy _wit_:
For, thou dost _personate_ a _part_,
That, showes thee other, then thou _art_.
Thine _Emblem_, therefore, doth declare,
What _Habit_, such deserve to weare;
And, that, he merits _Asses_ eares,
Who _is not_, that, which he _appeares_.
See, _Emb._ III.
4
You have, as yet, much _worke_ to doe,
But, yoo have _little time_ thereto:
That, _little_, flyes away with speed,
And, you the _Losse_, as little heed.
Lest, therefore, all your time be gone,
Before you duely thinke thereon,
A _memorandum_ you have got,
By drawing, of this luckie _Lot_.
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