Thou, hast provoked, over long, Their _patience_, who neglect the wrong; And, thou dost little seeme to heede, What _harme_ it threats, if thou proceed. To thee, an _Emblem_, therefore, showes, To what, _abused-Patience_ growes. Observe it well; and, make thy _Peace_, Before to _Fury_, _Wrath_ increase. See, _Emb._ XLIV. 45 Thou hast the helps of _Natures_ light; _Experience_ too, doth ayde thy sight: Nay more, the _Sun_ of _Grace-divine_, Doth round about thee daylie shine; Yet, _Reasons_ eye is blind in thee, And, clearest _Objects_ cannot see. Now, from what cause, this _Blindnesse_ growes The _Morall_ of thine _Emblem_ showes. See, _Emb._ XLV. 46 Thy _cause_, thy _Money_, or thy _Friend_, May make thee forward to _contend_; And, give thee Hopes, that thy intents, Shall bring thee prosperous events. But view thy _Lot_; then, marke thou there, That _Victories_ uncertaine are; And rashly venture not on that Whose End may be, _thou knowest not what_. See, _Emb._ XLVI. 47 To them who grudgingly repine, Assoone as their estates decline, This _Lot_ pertaines; or, unto those, Who, when their neighbour needy growes, Contemne him; as if he were left, Of God; and, of all hopes bereft. If this, or that, be found in thee, Thou, by thy _Morall_, taught shalt be, That, there is none so ill besped; But may have hope, he shall be fed. See, _Emb._ XLVII. 48 Thy _Flesh_ thou lov’st, as if it were, The chiefest _Object_, of thy _Care_; And of such value, as may seeme, Well meriting, thy best esteeme. But, now, to banish that conceit, Thy _Lot_ an _Emblem_ brings to sight, Which, without flattery, shewes to thee Of what regard it ought to be. See, _Emb._ XLVIII. 49 It may suspected be, thou hast, Mispent the _Time_, that’s gone and past; For, to an _Emblem_ thou art sent, That’s made, such folly to prevent: The _morall_ heed; Repent thy _Crime_; And, Labour, to _Redeeme the Time_. See, _Emb._ XLIX. 50 With good applause thou hast begunne, And, well, as yet, proceedest on: But, e’re the _Lawrell_, thou canst weare, Thou to the End must _persevere_. And, lest this dutie, be so got, Thou hast a Caveat, by this _Lot_. See, _Emb._ L. 51 Although, this time, you drew it not, _Good Fortune_, for you, may be got. Perhaps, the _planets_ ruling now, Have cast no good _Aspects_ on you. For, many say, that, now and then, The _Starres_ looke angerly on men: Then, try your Chance againe, anon; For, their displeasure soone is gone. 52