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A15631	A collection of emblemes, ancient and moderne quickened vvith metricall illustrations, both morall and divine: and disposed into lotteries, that instruction, and good counsell, may bee furthered by an honest and pleasant recreation. By George VVither. The first booke.	Wither, George, 1588-1667.; Passe, Crispijn van de, ca. 1565-1637, engraver.; Marshall, William, fl. 1617-1650, engraver.	1635 (1635)	STC 25900A; ESTC S118583	146,635	294

Mercies then contemne When with his wings he would have brooded them And sought their endlesse peace to have confirm'd Though to procure his ruine they were arm'd To be their Food himselfe he freely gave His Heart was pierc'd that he their Soules might save Because they disobey'd the Sacred-will He did the Law of Righteousnesse fulfill And to that end though guiltlesse he had bin Was offred for our Vniversall-sinne Let mee Oh God! for ever fixe mine eyes Vpon the Merit of that Sacrifize Let me retaine a due commemoration Of those deare Mercies and that bloudy Passion Which here is meant and by true Faith still feed Vpon the drops this Pelican did bleed Yea let me firme unto thy Law abide And ever love that Flocke for which he dy'd Bee Iust for neither Sea nor Land Shall hide thee from the Royall-hand DISCITE IUSTITIAM ILLVSTR. XXI Book 3 THat which wee call the Sea-horse is a Creature Whereby the Priests of Aegypt wonted were To typify an Ill-disposed nature And such as to their Parents cruell are Because this Monster as their Authors write When strong he growes becommeth so ingrate That he pursues with violent despight His old and weakly Sire which him begate Contrariwise the Storke they figur'd then When they occasion had to signifie The good condition of those honest men Who pleasure take in workes of Piety Because the Storkes not onely harmed none But holpe their aged Parents in their need And those offensive Serpents prey'd upon Which in the Fennes of Aegypt yearely breed The Royall-Crowne therefore supporting thus That pious Fowle and overtopping here The wicked and the fierce Hyppotamus May serve to comfort and to keep in feare For it informes that if we pious grow And love our Princes who those Parents bee To whom all Subjects filiall duties owe The blessings of their Favours we shall see It shewes us also that if we affect Vnrighteous-wayes no Wit or Strength of our Nor any Vncouth-place shall us protect From being reached by the Sov'raigne-power The way of Iustice therefore learne thou still For love of Goodnesse or for feare of Ill. Take wing my Soule and mount up higher For Earth fulfills not my Desire NON EST MORTALE QUOD OPTO ILLVSTR. XXII Book 3 WHen Ganymed himselfe was purifying Great Iupiter his naked beauty spying Sent forth his Aegle from below to take him A blest Inhabitant in Heav'n to make him And there as Poets feigned he doth still To Iove and other God heads Nectar fill Though this be but a Fable of their feigning The Morall is a Reall truth pertayning To ev'ry one which harbours a desire Above the Starry Circles to aspire By Ga●ymed the Soule is understood That 's washed in the Purifying flood Of sacred Baptisme which doth make her seeme Both pure and beautifull in God's esteeme The Aegle meanes that Heav'nly Contemplation Which after Washings of Regeneration Lifts up the Minde from things that earthly bee To view those Objects which Faith's Eyes doe see The Nectar which is filled out and given To all the blest Inhabitants of Heaven Are those Delights which Christ hath sayd they have When some Repentant soule beginnes to leave Her foulnesse by renewing of her birth And slighting all the Pleasures of the Earth I aske not Lord those Blessings to receive Which any Man hath pow'r to take or give Nor what this World affords for I contemne Her Favours and have seene the best of them Nay Heav'n it selfe will unsufficient bee Vnlesse Thou also give Thy selfe to mee Through many spaces Time doth run And endeth where it first begun IN SE SUA PER UESTIGIA UOLUITUR ILLVSTR. XXIII Book 3 OLd Sages by the Figure of the Snake Encircled thus did oft expression make Of Annuall-Revolutions and of things Which wheele about in everlasting-rings There ending where they first of all begun And there beginning where the Round was done Thus doe the Planets Thus the Seasons doe And thus doe many other Creatures too By minutes and by houres the Spring steales in And rolleth on till Summer doth begin The Summer brings on Autumne by degrees So ripening that the eye of no man sees Her Entrances That Season likewise hath To Winter ward as leasurely a path And then cold Winter wheeleth on amaine Vntill it bring the Spring about againe With all those Resurrections which appeare To wait upon her comming every yeare These Roundells helpe to shew the Mystery Of that immense and blest Eternitie From whence the CREATVRE sprung and into whom It shall againe with full perfection come When those Additions it hath fully had Which all the sev'rall Orbes of Time can add It is a full and fairely written Scrowle Which up into it selfe it selfe doth rowle And by Vnfolding and Infolding showes A Round which n●ither End nor entrance knowes And by this Emblem you may partly see T is that which IS but cannot uttred be Each Day a Line small tasks appeares Yet much it makes in threescore Yeares NULLA DIES SINE LINEA ILLVSTR. XXIV Book 3 HEre 's but one Line and but one Line a Day Is all that taske our Motto seemes to lay And that is thought perhaps a thing so small As if it were as good bee nought at all But be not so deceiv'd For oft you see Small things in time great matters rise to be Yea that which when the same was first begun A Trifle seem'd and easie to be done By long nelect of time will burthensome And at the last impossible become Great Clarkes there are who shall not leave behinde them One good Weekes worke for Future Times to minde them In Callings either Humane or Divine Who by composing but each Day a Line Might Authors of some famous Workes appeare In sixtie seventie or in eightie yeare To which ten hundred thousands have arrived Of whom we see no signe that ev'r they lived And with much pleasure wee might all effect Those needfull Works which often we neglect Vntill too late if we but now and then Did spare one houre to exercise the penn For still one-Line another diaweth on And Line by Line great Workes at last are done Whereas dis use and many dayes mispent Without their Lines let in discouragement Or bring Despaire which doth 〈◊〉 sot●ish make us That we to no endeavour can berake us Marke this and labour in some honest Way As much as makes at least One Line a Day Our outward Hopes will take effect According to the King's aspect AD REGIS NUTUS ILLVSTR. XXV Book 3 WHen Phoebus with a cheerefull eye beholds The Flow'r-embroydred earth and freely spreads His beames abroad behold the Marigolds Beginne to reare their low-dejected heads The Tulips Daysies and the Heliotropes Of ev'ry kinde their closed Leaves display And as it were with new-recover'd hopes Attend upon the Ruler of the Day Againe when either in the West he shrowds His Rayes below this Horizon or hides His Face behinde the Curtaines of the Cloudes They lose

you thence The nature of true Christian-confidence Her Foot is fixed on a squared-Stone Which whether side soe're you turne it on Stands fast and is that Corner-stone which props And firmely knits the structure of our Hopes Shee alwayes beares a Crosse to signifie That there was never any Constancie Without her Tryalls and that her perfection Shall never be attain'd without Affliction A Cup shee hath moreover in her hand And by that Figure thou mayst understand That shee hath draughts of Comfort alwayes neere her At ev'ry brunt to strengthen and to cheare her And loe her head is crown'd that we may see How great her Glories and Rewards will be Here by this Vertue 's nature may be knowne Now practise how to make the same thine owne Discourag'd be not though thou art pursu'd With many wrongs which cannot be eschew'd Nor yeeld thou to Despairing though thou hast A Crosse which threatens death to be embrac't Or though thou be compell'd to swallow up The very dregs of Sorrowes bitter Cup For whensoever griefes or torments paine thee Thou hast the same Foundation to sustaine thee The selfe same Cap of Comfort is prepared To give thee strength when fainting fits are feared And when thy time of tryall is expired Thou shalt obtaine the Crowne thou hast desired Love a Musician is profest And of all Musicke is the best AMOR DOCET MVSICAM ILLVSTR. XX. Book 2 IF to his thoughts my Comments have assented By whom the following Emblem was invented I 'le hereby teach you Ladies to discover A true-bred Cupid from a fained Lover And shew if you have Wooers which be they That worth'est are to beare your Hearts away As is the Boy which here you pictured see Let them be young or let them rather be Of suiting-yeares which is instead of youth And wooe you in the nakednesse of Truth Not in the common and disguised Clothes Of Mimick-gestures Complements and Oathes Let them be winged with a swift Desire And not with slow-affections that will tyre But looke to this as to the principall That Love doe make them truly Musicall For Love 's a good Musician and will show How every faithfull Lover may be so Each word he speakes will presently appeare To be melodious Raptures in your eare Each gesture of his body when he moves Will seeme to play or sing a Song of Loves The very lookes and motions of his eyes Will touch your Heart-strings with sweet Harmonies And if the Name of him be but exprest T' will cause a thousand quaverings in your breast Nay ev'n those Discords which occasion'd are Will make your Musicke much the sweeter farre And such a mooving Diapason strike As none but Love can ever play the like Thy seeming-Lover false will bee And love thy Money more than Thee NON TE SED NVMMOS ILLVSTR. XXI Book 2 WHat may the reason be so many wed And misse the blessings of a joyfull-Bed But those ungodly and improper ends For which this Age most Marriages intends Some love plumpe-flesh and those as kinde will be To any gamesome Wanton as to thee Some doate on Honours and all such will prize Thy Person meerely for thy Dignities Some fancy Pleasures and such Flirts as they With ev'ry Hobby-horse will runne away Some like this Couple in our Emblem here Wooe hard for Wealth and very kind appeare Till they have wonne their prize but then they show On what their best Affections they bestow This Wealth is that sweet Beautie which preferres So many to their Executioners This is that rare Perfection for whose sake The Pol●tician doth his Marriage make Yea most of those whom you shall married find Were cousned or did cousen in this kind And for some by respects they came together Much more than for the sakes of one another If this concernes thee now in any sense For thy instruction take this warning hence If thou hast err'd already then lament Thy passed crime and beare thy punishment If thou as yet but tempted art to erre Then let this Emblem be thy Counseller For I have said my mind which if thou slight Goe and repent it on thy wedding night Give Credit but first well beware Before thou trust them who they are FIDE SED CVI VIDE ILLVSTR. XXII Book 2 I Rather would because it seemeth just Deceived be than causelesly distrust Yet whom I credited and then how farre Bee Cautions which I thought worth heeding were And had not this been taught me long agone I had been poorer if not quite undone That others to such warinesse may come This Emblem here hath filled up a roome And though a vulgar Figure it may seeme The Morall of it meriteth esteeme That Seeing-Palme endowed with an Eye And handling of a Heart may signifie What warie Watchfulnesse observe we must Before we venter on a weightie Trust And that to keepe our kindnesse from abuse There is of double-diligence an use Mens hearts are growne so false that most are loath To trust each others Words or Bands or Oath For though wee had in every part an Eye We could not search out all Hypocrisie Nor by our utmost providence perceive How many wayes are open to deceive Now then although perhaps thou art so wise To know already what I would advise Yet may this Emblem or this Motto bee Instead of some Remembrancer to thee So take it therefore And be sure if either This Warning or thy Wit or both together Can still secure thee from deceitfull-hearts Thy luck exceedeth all thy other parts Hee that on Earthly-things doth trust Dependeth upon Smoake and Dust HVMANA FVMVS ILLVSTR. XXIII Book 2 LOrd what a coyle is here and what a puther To save and get to scratch and scrape together The Rubbish of the world and to acquire Those vanities which Fancie doth desire What Violence is used and what Cunning What nightly Watchings and what daily Running What sorrowes felt what difficulties entred What losses hazarded what perills ventred And still how sottishly doe wee persever By all the power and meanes wee can endeaver To wheele our selves in a perpetuall Round In quest of that which never will be found In Objects here on Earth we seeke to finde That perfect sollidnesse which is confinde To things in Heaven though every day we see What emptinesse and faylings in them be To teach us better this our Emblem here Assayes to make terrestriall things appeare The same they be both to our eares and eyes That wee may rightly their Condition prize The best which of earths best things wee can say Is this that they are Grasse and will be Hay The rest may be resembled to the Smoke Which doth but either blind the sight or choke Or else to that uncleanly Mushrum-ball Which in some Countries wee a Puff-soyst call Whose out-side is a nastie rotten skin Containing durt or smoking-dust within This is my mind if wrong you thinke I 've done them Be Fooles and at your perils dote upon them

shall be best inclin'de Such Fruits to yeeld as they were made to beare My barren Soule therefore manure thou so So harrow it so emptie and so fill So raise it up and bring it downe so low As best may lay it levell to thy Will In this Desire the worke is well begunne Say thou the Word and all is fully ●one True Knowledge is a constant Friend Whose Friendship never shall have end SCIENTIA IMMUTABILIS ILLVSTR. XI Book 3 BY viewing this fixt-Head enwreath'd with Bayes And what the Motto round about it sayes Your Apprehension's eye may partly see What constant Vertues in true Knowledge be For if right plac'd it be it ever will Continue in the same condition still And though it make mens manners to be chang'd Yet never is it from it selfe estrang'd Nor doth nor can it cease to be a Friend What Fate soever shall on us attend When Wealth is lost or faileth to besteed us Shee findes out honest meanes to cloath and feede us In farre and forraigne Lands shee will become As kinde and as familiar as at home And travelleth without the costly cumber Of Carriages or Clokebagges full of Lumber No Place can from our presence her enclose Nor is she frighted from us by our Foes No Pickthankes of her Favours can bereave us No Promises can woo her to deceive us In Youth in Age in Sickenesse and in Griefe Shee bringeth Consolation and reliefe And is in all estates a blessing to us So constant and so apt all helpes to doe us That he for whom such Knowledge God provideth Enjoyes a Friend that alwaies firme abideth Lord I am friendlesse left therefore to me This Knowledge and this Friend vouchsafe to bee For thou that Wisdome art from heav'n descending Which neither hath beginning change nor ending By Studiousnesse in Vertue 's waies Men gaine an universall-praise VIRTUTE AC STUDIO PER ORBEM FAMA PERPETUA COMPARATUR ILLVSTR. XII Book 3 WHen Emblems of too many parts consist Their Author was no choice Emblematist But is like those that wast whole howres to tell What in three minutes might be said as well Yet when each member is interpreted Out of these vulgar Figures you may read A Morall altogether not unfit To be remembred ev'n by men of wit And if the Kernell proove to be of worth No matter from what shell we drew it forth The Square whereon the Globe is placed here Must Vertue be That Globe upon the Square Must meane the World The Figure in the Round Which in appearance doth her Trumpet sound Was made for Fame The Booke she beares may show What Breath it is which makes her Trumpet blow The Wreath inclosing all was to intend A glorious Praise that never shall have end And these in one summ'd up doe seeme to say That if men study in a vertuous-way The Trumpet of a never-ceasing Fame Shall through the world proclaime their praisefull Name Now Reader if large Fame be thy ambition This Emblem doth informe on what condition She may be gain'd But herein me beleeve Thy studie for meere-praise will thee deceive And if thy Vertues be but onely those For which the vulgar Fame her Trumpet blowes Thy Fame 's a blast Thy Vertues Vices be Thy Studie's vaine and shame will follow thee Above thy Knowledge doe not rise But with Sobrietie be wise NOLI ALTUM SAPERE ILLVSTR. XIII Book 3 EXalt thou not thy selfe though plac'd thou be Vpon the topp of that old Olive-tree From whence the nat'rall branches prun'd have bin That thou the better mightst be grafted in Be not so over-wise as to presume The Gard'ner for thy goodnesse did assume Thy small Crab-Olive to insert it there Where once the sweetest-berries growing were Nor let thy Pride those few old-boughes contemne Which yet remaine upon their ancient Stemme Because thy new-incorporated Sprayes Doe more enjoy the Sunnes refreshing raies But humbled rather and more awfull bee Lest hee that cut off them doe breake downe thee Be wise in what may to thy good belong But seeke not Knowledge to thy neighbours wrong Be thankefull for the Grace thou hast receiv'd But judge not those who seeme thereof bereav'd Nor into those forbidden secrets peepe Which God-Almighty to himselfe doth keepe Remember what our Father Adam found When he for Knowledge sought beyond his bound For doubtlesse ever since both good and ill Are left with Knowledge intermingled still And if we be not humble meeke and warie We are in daily danger to miscary Large proves the fruit which on the Earth doth lie Windes breake the twigge that 's grafted over-high And he that will beyond his bounds be wise Becomes a very Foole before he dies When each man keepes unto his Trade Then all things better will be made TRACTANT FABRILIA FABRI ILLVSTR. XIV Book 3 WE more should thrive and erre the seldomer If we were like this honest Carpenter Whose Emblem in reproofe of those is made That love to meddle farther then their Trade But most are now exceeding cunning growne In ev'ry mans affaires except their owne Yea Coblers thinke themselves not onely able To censure but to mend Apelles Table Great-Men sometime will gravely undertake To teach how Broomes and Morter we should make Their Indiscretions Peasants imitate And boldly meddle with affaires of State Some Houswives teach their Teachers how to pray Some Clarks have shew'd themselves as wife as they And in their Callings as discreet have bin As if they taught their Grandames how to spinne And if these Customes last a few more Ages All Countries will be nothing els but Stages Of evill-acted and mistaken parts Or Gallemaufries of imperfect Arts. But I my selfe you 'l say have medlings made In things that are improper to my Trade No for the MVSES are in all things free Fit subject of their Verse all Creatures be And there is nothing nam'd so meane or great Whereof they have not Liberty to treat Both Earth and Heav'n are open unto these And when to take more libertie they please They Worlds and things create which never were And when they list they play and meddle there A Shepherd carefull of the Sheepe At all times faithfull Watch doth keepe NON DORMIT QUI CUSTODIT ILLVSTR. XV. Book 3 THe Figure of a Storke in elder dayes Was us'd in Hieroglyphick many wayes But when one Foote thus grasp'd a Peple-stone The other being firmely fixed on The Staffe Episcopall in that position It makes an Emblem of a late edition By some thought not improper to expresse Their painefull and their serious watchfulnesse Who take upon themselves the Pastorall care And in that Function truely watchfull are The Shepherds-Crooke doth some expression make Of that regard which of their Flocks they take The Peble in the Foote doth seeme to showe That these must farther diligence bestowe And use their utmost pow●r themselves to keepe From slothfull Ease and from intemp'rate sleepe For he that hath such Duties undertooke And

must the lives of others overlooke Shall finde himselfe unto himselfe become A burthen and a Charge more troublesome Th●n all his Flocke unles he still provide His owne aswell as others waies to guide Now though this Emblems Morall doth concerne The Clergie most yet hence we all may learne Strict watch to keepe since unto all that bee A Watchmans place belongs in some degree Which to discharge if wee endeavour still Our universall Shepherd aide us will And us from harmes and error he will keepe For Hee that guardeth Isr'ell doth not sleepe Our Dayes untill our Life hath end In Labours and in Hopes wee spend IN SPE ET LABORE TRANSIGO VITAM ILLVSTR. XVI Book 3 AS soone as our first Parents disobey'd Forthwith a Curse for their offence was layd Inforcing them and their succeeding race To get their Food with sweatings of the Face But afterward this Doome to mitigate And ease the miseries of their estate God gave them Hope that she might helpe them beare The burthens of their Travaile and their care A Woman with an Anchor and a Spade An Emblem of that Mystery is made And this Estate wee all continue in By God's free Mercie and our proper Sinne. By Sinne the Labour is on us intail'd By Grace it is that Hoping hath not fail'd And if in Hope our Labours wee attend That Curse will prove a Blessing in the end My Lot is Hope and Labour and betweene These Two my Life-time hath prolonged beene Yet hitherto the best of all my Paine With most of all my Hopes have beene in vaine And to the VVorld-ward I am like to wast My time in fruitlesse labours till the last However I have still my Hopes as faire As hee that hath no temptings to Despaire And change I will not my last howres for theirs Whose Fortune more desirable appeares Nor cease to Hope and Labour though of most My Hope and Labour be adjudged lost For though I lose the shaddow of my Paines The stubstance of it still in God remaines Man's life no Temper more doth blesse Then Simple-prudent-harmelessenesse PRUDENTE SIMPLICITATE ILLVSTR. XVII Book 3 WHen from the harmelesse Turt●e and the Snake Their most commended properties wee take And mixe them well they make a composition Which yeelds a temper of the best condition Yet wickednesse or sorrow doth abound Where any one of these alone is found For whensoe're the Serpents-braine we find With which there is no Dove like-mockenesse joyn'd Without all peradventure thence proceedes All harmefull fraud and all injurious deedes And where such meekenesse as doth seeme to be In harmelesse Doves divided you shall see From that discretion and that policie Which in the Serpents head is thought to lie They liable to ev'ry wrong become And to it selfe make Vertue burthensome But where these two are ioyned they procure A life so sweet so rich and so secure That all the pow'rs of Malice cannot shake Their out-workes nor within them terrors make Vouchsafe thou oh my God! vouchsafe in me That these two Vertues may vnited be Such Prudence give as never will disdaine The Dove-like Innocencie to retaine That meekenesse grant me which delighteth not It selfe with indiscretion to besot But let these two each other so defend And so in me continue till my end That simple p●udence I may still possesse Although the World shall count it foolishnesse Where er'e we dwell the Heav'ns are neere Let us but fly and wee are there TRANSITUS CELER EST ET AVOLAMUS ILLVSTR. XVIII Book 3 WHy with a trembling faintnesse should we feare The face of Death and fondly linger here As if we thought the Voyage to be gone Lay through the shades of Styx or Acheron Or that we either were to travell downe To uncouth Deapthes or up some heights unknowne Or to some place remote whose nearest end Is farther then Earths limits doe extend It is not by one halfe that distance thither Where Death le ts in as it is any whither No not by halfe so farre as to your bed Or to that place where you should rest your head If on the ground you layd your selfe ev'n there Where at this moment you abiding are This Emblem shewes if well you looke thereon That from your Glasse of life which is to run There 's but one step to Death and that you tread At once among the Living and the Dead In whatsoever Land we live or die God is the same And Heav'n is there as nigh As in that place wherein we most desire Our Soules with our last breathing to expire Which things well heeding let us not delay Our Iourney when we summon'd are away As those inforced Pilgrims use to doe That know not whither nor how farre they goe Nor let us dreame that we in Time or Place Are farre from ending our uncertaine Race But let us fixe on Heav'n a faithfull eye And still be flying thither till wee die His Pace must wary be and slow That hath a Slippery-way to goe PEDE TENTIM ILLVSTR. XIX Book 3 A Travailer when he must undertake To seek his passage o're some Frozen Lake With leisure and with care he will assay The glassy smoothnesse of that Icie-way Lest he may slip by walking over-fast Or breake the crackling Pavement by his hast And so for want of better taking heed Incurre the mischiefes of Vnwary-speed We are all travellers and all of us Have many passages as dangerous As Frozen lakes and Slippery-wayes we tread In which our Lives may soone be forfeited With all our hopes of Life-eternall too Unlesse we well consider what we doe There is no private Way or publicke Path But rubs or holes or slipp'tinesse it hath Whereby wee shall with Mischiefes meet unlesse Wee walke it with a stedfast-wartnesse The steps to Honour are on Pinacles Compos'd of melting Snow and Isicles And they who tread not nicely on their tops Shall on a suddaine slip from all their hopes Yea ev'n that way which is both sure and holy And leades the Minde from Vanities and Folly Is with so many other Path-wayes crost As that by Rashnesse it may soone be lost Vnlesse we well deliberate upon Those Tracts in which our Ancestours have gone And they who with more haste then heed will runne May lose the way in which they well begunne Our Pelican by bleeding thus Fulfill'd the Law and cured Vs. PRO LEGE ET PRO GREGE ILLVSTR. XX. Book 3 LOoke here and marke her sickly birds to feed How freely this kinde Pelican doth bleed See how when other Salves could not be found To cure their sorrowes she her selfe doth wound And when this holy Emblem thou shalt see Lift up thy soule to him who dy'd for thee For this our Hieroglyphick would expresse That Pelican which in the Wildernesse Of this vast World was left as all alone Our miserable Nature to bemone And in whose eyes the teares of pitty stood When he beheld his owne unthankfull Brood His Favours and his