See, _Emb._ IV. 5 Thou seekest _Honour_, to obtaine, By meanes, which frustrate all thy paine. Thy Predecessors rich were made, By using of the _Plough_ and _Spade_: Thou, honourable wouldst be thought, By taking Courses, that are naught; But, if, right noble, thou wilt be, Looke, what thine _Emblem_ counsells thee. See, _Emb._ V. _M_ 6 This Man, what ever he may seeme, Is worthy of a high esteeme: Though _Fortune_ may, his person, grinde; She, cannot harme him, in his _Minde_. Right blest, this _Company_ would be, If all of them, were such, as _He_. Reade that _Impresa_, which he drew; For, that, in part, the same will shew. See, _Emb._ VI. _M_ 7 If some, now present, this had got, They, would have blushed, at their _Lot_; Since, very fit, the same doth prove For one, that’s either light of _Love_, Or, troubled with a fickle _Mate_: If you enjoy a better _Fate_, Yet, hearken, what your _Lot_ doth say; Lest, you, hereafter, need it may, See, _Emb._ VII. 8 For ought, that, plainely, doth appeare, You may out-live the longest, here; Yet, seeing, now, of all this crew, The _Lot_ of _Death_, you, onely, drew, See what, your _Emblem_ hath injoyn’d; And, still, that Morall, beare in minde: So, _Deaths_ deform’d and ghastly _Shade_ Shall, _Meanes_ of _Life_, to thee, be made. See, _Emb._ VIII. 9 Though you have _Wit_, and, know it well; That, rash you are, your _Friends_ can tell; Yea, _Sleepe_, and _Ease_, possesse you so, That, some doe feare, you’l sottish grow: But, lo, your hind’rance, to prevent, This _Lot_, was, peradventure, sent; For, in the _Moralls_, that, insue, Are _Counsells_, fit, for such as you. See, _Emb._ IX. 10 You, have beene wronged, many wayes, Yet, _patient_ are; and, that’s your praise: Your _Actions_, also, seem’d upright; Yet, some there are, that, beare you spite: Lest, therefore, you discourag’d grow, An _Emblem_, you have drawne, to show What other _Innocents_ have borne, And, how, the worlds despites, to scorne. See, _Emb._ X. _M_ 11 Doubtlesse, you are either wooing, Or, some other _Bus’nesse_, doing; Which, you shall attempt, in vaine, Or, much hazzard all your paine: Yet, if good, your _meanings_ are, Doe not honest _meanes_ forbeare; For, where things are, well, begunne, _God_, oft, workes, when Man hath done. See, _Emb._ XI. 12 Be not angry, if I tell That, you love the _World_, too well; For, this _Lot_, perhaps, you drew, That, such _Faults_, you might eschew. Marke, to what their Soules aspire, Who, true _Blessednesse_, desire: For, if you can doe, like those, _Heav’n_ you gaine, when _Earth_ you lose. See, _Emb._ XII. 13