Among the many Faylings of the _Time_, This _Emblem_ giveth Cause to mention one, Which, unto me, doth seeme the greater _Crime_, Because, to many, it appeareth none. I finde, that petty things are so neglected (Well nigh of all) in _Losings_ and in _Winnings_, As if, what ere they thought to have effected, Subsisted without _Members_, or _Beginnings_. The Man, that loseth every _Month_ a _Penny_, May salve-up _Twelve-months_ Losses, with a _Shilling_. But, if of other Losses he hath many, To save a _Pin_, at length, he shall be willing. For, he that sees his Wine-fill’d _Vessell_ drop, (Although a _Drop_, in value, be but small) Should, thence, Occasion take, the _Leake_ to stop, Lest many _Droppings_ draine him drye of all. Moreover, they, that will to _Greatnesse_ rise, A Course, not much unlike to this, must keepe: They ought not _Small-Beginnings_ to despise; Nor, strive to _runne_, before they learne to _creepe_. By many single _Eares_, together brought, The _Hand_ is fill’d; by _Handfulls_, we may gaine A _Sheafe_; with many _Sheaves_ a Barne is fraught: Thus, oft, by _Little_, we doe much obtaine. Consider this; And, though I wish not thee To take, of _Trifling-things_, too great a care; Yet, know thus much (for truth) it best will bee, If all things may be weighed as they are: By _slender_ Losses, _great_-ones are begunne; By many trifling _Gaines_, much _Wealth_ is wonne. FINIS _Libri primi_. [Illustration: Decoration] THE FIRST LOTTERIE. 1 Thou, dost overmuch respect That, which will thy harme effect; But, some other things there bee, Which will more advantage thee: Search thy heart; and, thou shalt, there, Soone discover, what they are: Yea, thine _Emblem_ showes thee, too, What to shunne; and, what to doe. See, _Emblem_ I. 2 It is a little fear’d, that you Are to your owne Designes, untrue; And, that, if you more constant were, You would be richer, then you are, (It may be, also, wiser, too) Looke, therefore, what you are to doe: Then, follow it, and, you will say, That, well advis’d, you were, to day. See, _Emb._ II. 3 How rich or poore soe’re thou be, Thou, art a _Prince_, in some degree; And, o’re thy selfe, thou shouldst command, As doth a _Monarch_, in his Land. Within thy Heart, therefore, ingrave The Lawes, that _Grace_ and _Nature_ gave: For, thus (to counsell thee) inclines That _Emblem_, which, thy _Lot_ assignes. See, _Emb._ III. 4 Much Liberty, thou hast assum’d; And, heretofore, so much presum’d On _Time_, which, alway rideth poast, That, for awhile, some _Hopes_ are crost. But, loe, to keepe thee from _Despaire_, And, thy _Misfortune_, to repaire, Marke, what to thee, by _Lot_, befell, And, practise, what is counsell’d, well.