Emblems Divine and Moral, Together with Hieroglyphics of the Life of ManJ. Landsdown & J. Mills, 1808 - 277 sider |
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Side 16
... smiles ; She hugs the soul she hates ; and there does prove The very'st tyrant where she vows to love ; And is a serpent most , when most she seems a dove . 7 . Thrice happy he , whose nobler thoughts despise To make an object of so ...
... smiles ; She hugs the soul she hates ; and there does prove The very'st tyrant where she vows to love ; And is a serpent most , when most she seems a dove . 7 . Thrice happy he , whose nobler thoughts despise To make an object of so ...
Side 20
... smiling fortune prosper and perfect What wit began ; Let earth advise with both , and so project A happy man ; Let wit or fawning fortune vie their best ; He may be blest With all that earth can give ; but earth can give no rest . 3 ...
... smiling fortune prosper and perfect What wit began ; Let earth advise with both , and so project A happy man ; Let wit or fawning fortune vie their best ; He may be blest With all that earth can give ; but earth can give no rest . 3 ...
Side 22
Francis Quarles. B.I. Emb . 8 . Johnson fe Et rifu necat . Tis thus the World her Votaries beguiles With fair appearances ; and kills with Smiles . 2 One hugs his gold ; another lets it fly.
Francis Quarles. B.I. Emb . 8 . Johnson fe Et rifu necat . Tis thus the World her Votaries beguiles With fair appearances ; and kills with Smiles . 2 One hugs his gold ; another lets it fly.
Side 22
... smile , and make a sport of crimes , Transgress of custom , and rebel in ease : We false - joy'd fool's can triumph in disease , And ( as the careless pilgrim , being bit By the Tarantula , begins a fit Of life - concluding laughter ) ...
... smile , and make a sport of crimes , Transgress of custom , and rebel in ease : We false - joy'd fool's can triumph in disease , And ( as the careless pilgrim , being bit By the Tarantula , begins a fit Of life - concluding laughter ) ...
Side 22
... smile before eternal joys ; That know no heaven but in your mistress ' eyes ; That feel no pleasure but what sense enjoys : That can , like crown distemper'd fools , despise True riches , and like babies whine for toys : Think ye the ...
... smile before eternal joys ; That know no heaven but in your mistress ' eyes ; That feel no pleasure but what sense enjoys : That can , like crown distemper'd fools , despise True riches , and like babies whine for toys : Think ye the ...
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arms art thou AUGUST beams behold BERN blast blessed blood breast breath bright brow canst thou CANTICLES crown Cupid Cyprian darkness dart dear world death delight desire disdain divine dost thou doth earth EPIG eternal Ev'n ev'ry fair faith false fast fear fire flesh flow'r fond fool fountain of eternal FRANCIS QUARLES glorious glory goeth grief hath heart heav'n Hierog honour HUGO Johnson fe Johnson Sc joys let thy live living earth Lord lust man's mercy mirth ne'er night pains Pfalm pleasure poor pow'r pris'ner Psal PSALM ravish'd repentance rest sacred scape scorn seek shade shine show'rs sins smile Snares in thy Soliloq sorrow soul soul's Sweet Phosphor taper tears tell thee there's things thou art thou hast thoughts thy face thy hand thy soul thyself torments treasure VIOLAS wanton waste wealth what's Whilst wilt wings wound
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Side 124 - scape the flaming rod Of my offended, of my angry God ? Where shall I sojourn ? what kind sea will hide My head from thunder? where shall I abide Until his flames be...
Side 56 - FALSE world, thou ly'st : thou canst not lend The least delight : Thy favours cannot gain a friend, They are so slight : Thy morning pleasures make an end To please at night : Poor are the wants that thou supply'st : And yet thou vaunt'st, and yet thou vy'st With Heaven ; fond earth, thou boast'st ; false world, thou ly'st.
Side 196 - In having all things, and not thee, what have I? Not having thee, what have my labours got? Let me enjoy but thee, what further crave I? And having thee alone, what have I not? I wish nor sea nor land ; nor would I be Possessed of heaven, heaven unpossessed of thee.
Side 56 - Thy babbling tongue tells golden tales Of endless treasure : Thy bounty offers easy sales Of lasting pleasure ; Thou ask'st the conscience what she ails, And swear'st to ease her ; There's none can want where thou supply'st, There's none can give where thou deny'st, Alas ! fond world, thou boast'st ; false world, thou ly'st What well-advised ear regards What earth can say?
Side 124 - And find some desert ? if she springs away, The wings of Vengeance clip as fast as they What if some solid rock should entertain My frighted soul ? can solid rocks restrain The stroke of Justice and not cleave in twain ? Nor sea, nor shade, nor shield, nor rock, nor cave, Nor silent deserts, nor the sullen grave, What flame-eyed Fury means to smite, can save.
Side 118 - Stay, Justice, hold ! My bowels yearn, my fainting blood grows cold, To view the trembling wretch. Methinks I spy My Father's image in the pris'ner's eye.
Side 110 - Isr'el's sheep-fold stray ? Thou art the pilgrim's path, the blind man's eye ; The dead man's life : on thee my hopes rely ; If thou remove, I err, I grope, I die. Disclose thy sun-beams, close thy wings and stay ; See, see how I am blind and dead, and stray, O thou that art my light, my life, my way.
Side 196 - I love the sea, — she is my fellow-creature, My careful purveyor; she provides me store; She walls me round; she makes my diet greater; She wafts my treasure from a foreign shore: But, Lord of oceans, when compared with thee, What is the ocean or her wealth to me?
Side 188 - I my best beloved's am; thus he is mine. He is my altar, I his holy place; I am his guest, and he my living food; I'm his by penitence, he mine by grace; I'm his by purchase, he is mine by blood; He's my supporting helm, and I his vine: Thus I my best beloved's am; thus he is mine.
Side 130 - O that they were wise, that they understood this, that they would consider their latter end!