When you have heeded, by your _Eyes_ of _sense_, This _Helmet_, hiving of a Swarme of _Bees_, Consider, what may gather’d be from thence, And, what your _Eye_ of _Vnderstanding_ sees. That _Helmet_, and, those other _Weapons_, there, Betoken _Warre_; the Honey-making, _Flyes_, An _Emblem_ of a happy _Kingdome_, are, Injoying _Peace_, by painfull Industries: And, when, all these together are exprest, As in this _Emblem_, where the _Bees_, doe seeme To make their dwelling, in a _Plumed-Crest_, A _Morall_ is implyed, worth esteeme. For, these inferre, mysteriously, to me, That, _Peace_, and _Art_, and _Thrift_, most firme abides, In those _Re-publikes_, where, _Armes_ cherisht bee; And, where, true _Martiall-discipline_, resides. When, of their Stings, the _Bees_, disarm’d, become, They, who, on others Labours, use to prey, Incourag’d are, with violence, to come, And, beare their _Honey_, and, their _Waxe_, away. So when a _People_, meerely, doe affect To gather Wealth; and (foolishly secure) Defences necessary, quite neglect; Their Foes, to spoyle their Land, it will allure. Long _Peace_, brings _Warre_; and, _Warre_, brings _Peace_, againe: For, when the smart of _Warfare_ seizeth on them, They crye, _Alarme_; and, then, to fight, are faine, Vntill, their _Warre_, another _Peace_, hath wonne them; And, out of their old rusty _Helmets_, then, New _Bees_ doe swarme, and, fall to worke agen. _The =Heart= of him, that is =upright=, In =Heavenly-knowledge=, takes delight._ [Illustration: COR RECTṼ INQVIRIT SCIENTIĀ. ILLVSTR. XXIX. _Book. 2_]