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A35217	Delights for the ingenious, in above fifty select and choice emblems, divine and moral, ancient and modern curiously ingraven upon copper plates : with fifty delightful poems and lots for the more lively illustration of each emblem, whereby instruction and good counsel may be promoted and furthered by an honest and pleasant recreation : to which is prefixed an incomparable poem, entituled Majesty in misery, or, An imploration to the King of Kings, written by His late Majesty K. Charles the First, with his own hand, during his captivity in Carisbrook Castle, in the Isle or Wight, 1648 : with an emblem / collected by R.B., author of the History of the wars of England, Remarks of London, and Admirable curiosities, &c.	R. B., 1632?-1725?; Charles I, King of England, 1600-1649. Majesty in misery.; Wither, George, 1588-1667.	1684 (1684)	Wing C7312; ESTC R8820	41,002	244

And makes Contentment lesser then before Such Fools are they whose Hopes do vainly stretch To climb by Titles to a happy Height For having gotten one Ambitious-Reach Another comes perpetually in sight And their stupidity is nothing less Who dream that Flesh and Blood may raised be Up to the Mount of perfect Holiness For at our best corrupt and vile are we Yet we are bound by Faith with Live and Hope To roll the Stone of Good Endeavour still As near as may be to Perfections top Though back again it tumble down the Hill So What Our Works had never power to do God's Grace at last shall freely bring us to Lot 5. M. DOubtless thou art either wooing Or some other business doing Which you shall attempt in vain Or much hazard all your pain Yet if good your meanings are Do not honest means forbear For where things are well begun God oft works when man hath done Emblem VI. Pedetentim THE Sixth Emblem Illustrated His Pace must wary be and slow That hath a slippery way to go 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 smoothness of that Icy-way Lest he may slip by walking over-fast Or break the crackling Pavement by his hast And so for want of better taking heed Incur the mischiefs of Unwary-speed We are all Travellers and all of us Have many passages as dangerous As Frozen-lakes and Slipery-ways we tread In which our lives may soon be forfeited With all our hopes of Life-Eternal too Unless we well consider what we do There is no private Way or publick Path But rubs or holes or slipp'riness it hath Whereby we shall with Mischiefs meet unless We walk it with a steadfast-wariness 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 suddain slip from all their hopes Yea ev'n that way which is both sure and holy And leads the mind from Vanities and Folly Is with so many other Path-ways crost As that by Rashness it may soon be lost Unless we well deliberate upon Those Tracts in which our Ancestours have gone And they who with more haste then heed will run May lose the way in which they well begun Lot 6. IN slippery Paths you are to go yea they are full of danger too And if you heedful should not grow they 'l hazard much your overthrow But you the mischief may eschew If wholsom Counsel you pursue Look therefore what you may be taught By that which this your chance hath brought Emblem VII Pro Lege pro Grege THE Seventh Emblem Illustrated Our Pelican by bleeding thus Fulfill'd the Law and cured us LOok here and mark her sickly birds to feed How freely this kind Pelican doth bleed See how when other Salves could not be found To cure their sorrows she her self doth wound And when this holy Emblem thou shalt see Lift up thy soul to him who dy'd for thee For this our Hieroglyphick would express That Pelican which in the Wilderness Of this vast World was left as all alone Our miserable Nature to bemone And in whose eyes the tears of pity stood When he beheld his own unthankful Brood His Favours and his Mercies then contemn When with his wings he would have brooded them And sought their endless peace to have confirm'd Though to procure his ruine they were arm'd To be their Food himself he freely gave His Heart was pierc'd that he their Souls might save Because they disobey'd the Sacred-will He did the Law of Righteousness fulfill And to that end though guiltless he had bin Was offered for our Universal-sin Let me Oh God! for ever fix mine eyes Upon the Merit of that Sacrifice Let me retain a due commemoration Of those dear Mercies and that bloody Passion Which here is meant and by true Faith still feed Upon the drops this Pelican did bleed Yea let me firm unto thy Law abide And ever love that Flock for which he dy'd Lot 7. THis present Lot concerns full near Not you alone but all men here For all of us too little heed His Love who for our sakes did bleed 'T is true that means he left behind him which better teacheth how to mind him Yet if we both by that and this Remember him 't is not amiss Emblem VIII Quid si sic THE Eighth Emblem Illustrated Though he endeavour all he can An Ape will never be a man WHat though an Apish-Pigmy in attire His Dwarfish Body Gyant-like array Turn Brave get him Stilts to seem the higher What would so doing handsome him I pray Now surely such a Mimick sight as that Would with excessive Laughter move your Spleen Till you had made the little Dandiprat To lye within some Auger-hole unseen I must confess I cannot chuse but smile When I perceive how Men that worthless are Piece out their Imperfections to beguile By making shows of what they never were For in their borrow'd-Shapes I know those Men And through their Masks such insight of them have That I can oftentimes disclose ev'n then How much they favour of the Fool or Knave A Pigmey spirit and an Earthly-Mind Whose look is only fixt on Objects vain In my esteem so mean a place doth find That ev'ry such a one I much refrain But when in honour'd Robes I see it put Betrimm'd as if some thing of Worth it were Look big and on the Stilts of Greatness strut From scorning it I cannot then for bear For when to gross Unworthiness Men add Those Dues which to the Truest-worth pertain T is like an Ape in Humane Vestments clad Which when most fine deserveth most disdain And more absurd those Men appear to me Then this Fantastick-Monkey seems to thee Lot 8. M. Thy chance is doubtful and as yet I know not what to make of it But this I know a Foe thou art To what thine Emblem hath in part Expressed by a Mimick Shape Or thou they self art such an ape Now which of these pertains to thee Let them that know the Judges be Emblem IX Fures Privati in Nervo Publici in Auro THE Ninth Emblem Illustrated Poor Thieves in Fetters we behold And Great Thieves in their Chains of Gold IF you this Emblem well have look'd upon Although you cannot help it yet bemone The Worlds black Impudence and if you can Continue or become an honest man The poor and petty Pilferers you see On Wheels on Gibbets and the Gallow tree Trust up when they that far more guilty are Pearl Silk and costly Cloth of Tissue wear Good God! how many hath each Land of those Who neither limb nor life nor credit lose But rather live befriended and applauded Yet have of all their livelihoods defrauded The helpless Widows in their great distress And of their Portions rob'd the Fatherless Yet censur'd other 's Errours as if none Had cause to say

that they amiss have done How many have assisted to condemn Poor souls for what was never stoln by them And persecuted others for that Sin Which they themselves had more transgressed in How many worthless men are great become By that which they have stoln or cheated from Their Lords or by some practices unjust From those by whom they had been put in trust How many Lawyers wealthy men are grown By taking Fees for Causes overthrown By their defaults How many without fear Do rob the King and God yet blameless are God knows how many would I did so too So I had pow'r to make them better do Lot 9. We hope no Person here believes That you are of those wealthy Thieves Who Chains of Gold and Pearl do wear And of those Thieves that none you are Which wear a Rope we plainly see For you as yet unhanged be But unto God for Mercy cry Else hang'd you may be e're you die Emblem X. Fulcrum Tutissimum THE Tenth Emblem Illustrated We then have got the surest Prop When Heaven alone becomes our hope I Should not care how hard my Fortunes were Might still my Hopes be such as now they are Of helps divine nor fear how poor I be If thoughts yet present still may bide in me For they have left assurance of such aid That I am of no dangers now afraid Yea now I see methinks what weak and vain Supporters I have sought to help sustain My fainting heart when some injurious hand Would undermine the Station where I stand Methinks I see how scurvy and how base It is to scrap for favours and for grace To men of earthly minds and unto those Who may perhaps before to morrow lose Their wealth or their abus'd Authority And stand as much in want of help as I. Me thinks in this New-rapture I do see The hand of God from heaven supporting me Without those rotten-Aids for which I whin'd When I was of my tother vulgar-mind And if in some one part of me it lay I'now could cut that Limb of mine away Still might I keep this mind there were enough Within my self beside that cumbring stuff We seek without which husbanded aright Would make me Rich in all the worlds despight And I have hopes that had she quite bereft me Of those few raggs and toys which yet are left me I should on God alone so much depend That I should need nor Wealth nor other Friend Lot 10. BEcause her Aid makes goodly shows You on the world your Trust repose And his dependance you despise Who clearly on Heavens help relies That therefore you may come to see How pleas'd and safe those men may be Who have no Aid but God alone This Emblem you have lighted on Emblem XI Serva Modum THE Eleventh Emblem Illustrated Do not the Golden Mean exceed In word in Passion nor in deed AS is the head-strong Horse and blockish Mule Ev'n such without the Bridle and the Rule Our Nature grows and is an mischievous Till Grace and Reason come to govern us The Square and Bridle therefore let us heed And thereby learn to know what helps we need Lest else they failing timely to be had Quite out of Order we at length be made The Square which is an useful Instrument To shape for senseless Forms may represent The Law Because Mankind which is by Nature Almost as dull as is the senseless-creature Is thereby from the native-rudeness wrought And in the Way of honest-living taught The Bridle which Invention did contrive To rule and guide the Creature-sensitive May type forth Discipline which when the Law Hath school'd the Wit must keep the Will in awe And he that can by these his Passions bound This Emblems meaning usefully hath found Lord let thy sacred Law at all times be A rule a Master and a Glass to me A Bridle and a Light that I may still Both know my Duty and obey thy Will Direct my Feet my Hands instruct thou so That I may neither wander nor mis-do My Looks my Hearing and my Words confine To keep still firm to ev'ry Word of thine On thee let also my Desires attend And let me hold this Temper till mine end Lot 11. YOur wits your wishes and your Tongue Have run the wild-Goose chase too long And lest all Reason you exceed You now of Rule and Reins have need A Bridle therefore and a square Chief Figures in your Emblem are Observe their Moral and alway Be wise and sober as you may Emblem XII Paupertate premor Sublevor Ingenio THE Twelfth Emblem Illustrated My wit got wings and high had flown But Poverty did keep me down YOu little think what plague it is to be In plight like him whom pictur'd here you see His winged-Arm and his up lifted-eyes Declare that he hath Wit and Will to rise The Stone which clogs his other hand may show That Poverty and Fortune keep him low And 'twixt these two the Body and the Mind Such labours and such great vexations find That if you did not such mens wants contemn You could not chuse but help or pity them All Ages had and this I know hath some Such men as to this misery do come And many of them at their Lot so grieve As if they knew or did at least believe That had their Wealth suffic'd them to aspire To what their Wits deserve and they desire The present Age and future Ages too Might gain have had from what they though to do Perhaps I dream'd so once But God be prais'd The Clog which kept me down from being rais'd Was chain'd so fast that if such Dreams I had My thoughts and longings are not now so mad For plain I see that had my Fortunes brought Such Wealth at first as my small Wit hath sought I might my self and others have undone Instead of Courses which I thought to run I find my Poverty for me was fit Yea and a Blessing greater than my Wit And whether now I rich or poor become T is nor much pleasing nor much troublesome Lot 12. THou think'st thy wit had made thee Great Had Poverty not been some lot ●ut had thy wealth as ample been ●s thou didst think thy wit so fine Instead of thy desired hight Perhaps thou hadst been ruin'd quite Hereafter therefore be content With whatsoever Heaven hath sent Emblem XIII Stultorum Adjumenta Nocumenta THE Thirteenth Emblem Illustrated The best good turns that Fools can do us Prove disadvantages unto us A Fool sent forth to fetch the Goslings home When they unto a Rivers brink were come Through which their passage lay conceiv'd a fear His Dames best Brood might have been drown'd there Which to avoid he thus did shew his wit And his good nature in preventing it He underneath his girdle thrusts their heads And then the Coxcomb through the water wades Here learn that when a Fool his help intend It rather doth a mischief then befriends And think if there be danger in

his love How harmful his Maliciousness may prove For from his kindness though no profit rise To do thee spight his Malice may suffice I could not from a Prince beseech a boon By suing to his Jester or Buffoon Nor any Fools vain humor sooth or serve To get my bread though I were like to starve For to be poor I should not blush so much As if a Fool should raise me to be rich Lord though of such a kind my faults may be That sharp Affliction still must tutor me And give me due Correction in her Schools Yet oh preserve me from the scorn of Fools Those wicked Fools that in their hearts have said There is no God and rather give me Bread By Ravens LORD or in a Lions Den Then by the Favours of such foolish men Lest if their dainties I should swallow down Their smile might more undo me then their frown Lot 13. THou dost not greatly care by whom Thy wealth or thy Preferments come ●o thou may'st get them Fool or knave Thy Prayers and thy Praise may have Because thou dost not fear or dream What disadvantage comes by them But by thine Emblem thou may'st see Fools favours mischievous may be Emblem XIV Pueros castigo virosque THE Fourteenth Emblem Illustrated Behold and mark the Picture here Of what keeps Man and Child in fear THese are the greatest Afflictions most men have Ev'n from their Nursing-cradle to their Grave Yet both so needful are I cannot see How either of them may well spared be The Rod is that which most our Childhood fears And seems the great'st Affliction that it bears That which to Man-hood is a plague as common And more unsufferable is a Woman Yet blush not Ladies neither frown I pray That thus of Women I presume to say Nor number me as yet among your foes For I am more your friend then you suppose Nor smile ye Men as if from hence ye had An Argument that Woman-kind were bad The Birch is blameless yea by nature sweet And gentle till with stubborn Boys it meet But then it smarts So Women will be kind Until with froward Husbands they are joyn'd And then indeed perhaps like Birchen boughs Which else had been a trimming to their House They sometimes prove sharp whips and Rods to them That Wisdom and Instruction do contemn A Woman was not given for Correction But rather for a furtherance to Perfection A precious Balm of love to cure Mans grief And of his Pleasures to become the chief If therefore she occasion any smart The blame he merits wholly or in part For like sweet Honey she good Stomacks pleases But pains the Body subject to Diseases Lot 14. M. THe time hath been that of the Rod Thou wert more fearful then of God But now unless thou prudent grow More cause thou hast to fear a Shrow For from the Rod now thou art free A Woman shall thy Torment be Yet do not thou at her repine For all the Fault is only thine Emblem XV. Concordia Insuperabilis THE Fifteenth Emblem Illustrated Where many Forces joyned are Unconquerable Power is there AN Emblem 's meaning here I thought to conster And this doth rather fashion out a Monster Then form an Hieroglyphick but I had These Figures as you see them ready made By others and I mean to morallize Their Fancies not to mend what they devise Yet peradventure with some vulgar praise This Picture though I like it not displays The Moral which the Motto doth imply And thus it may be said to signifie He that hath many Faculties or Friends To keep him safe or to acquire his ends And fits them so and keeps them so together That still as readily they aid each other As if so many Hands they had been made And in One-body useful being had That man by their Assistance may at length Attain to an unconquerable strength And crown his honest Hopes with whatsoever He seeks for by a warranted Endeavour Or else it might be said that when we may Make our Affections and our Sense obey The will of Reason and so well agree That we may find them still at peace to be They 'l guard us like so many Armed bands And safely keep us whatsoever withstands If others think this Figure here infers A better sense let those Interpreters Unriddle it and preach it where they please Their Meanings may be good and so are these Lot 15. IF all your Powers you should unite In your desires prevail you might And sooner should effect your ends If you should muster up your friends But since your best friends do suspect That you such Policy neglect Your Lot presenteth to your view An Emblem which instructeth you Emblem XVI Non Sceptro sed Plectro ducitur THE Sixteenth Emblem Illustrated A Fickle Woman wanton grown Prefers a Fiddle before a Crown FOol Dost thou hope thine Honours or thy Gold Shall gain thee Love Or that thou hast her heart Whose hand upon thy tempting Bait laies hold Alas fond Lover thou deceived art She that with Wealth and Titles can be won Or woo'd with Vanities will wav'ring be And when her Love thou most dependest on A Fiddle-stick shall win her heart from thee To Youth and Musick Venus leaneth most And though her hand she on the Scepter lay Let Greatness of her Favours never boast For Heart and Eye are bent another way And lo no glorious Purchase that Man gets Who hath with such poor Trifles woo'd won Her footing on a Ball his Mistress sets Which in a moment slips and she is gone A Woman meerly with an Out-side caught Or tempted with a Galliard or a Song Will him forsake whom she most lovely thought For Players and for Tumblers ere 't be long You then that wish your Love should ever last And would enjoy Affection without changing Love where your Loves may worthily be plac't And keep your own Affection still from ranging Use noble means your Longings to attain Seek equall Minds and well beseeming Years They are at best vain Fools whom Folly gain But there is Bliss where Vertue most endears And wheresoe'r Affection she procures In spight of all Temptations it endures Lot 16. M. IF some here present this had got They would have blushed at their Lot Since very fit the same doth prove For one unconstant in his Love Or one that has a frickle Mate If you enjoy a better state Yet hearken what your Lot doth say Lest you hereafter want it may Emblem XVII Non obest Virtuti Sors THE Seventeenth Emblem Illustrated Though Fortune prove true Virtues Foe It cannot work her overthrow UNhappy men are they whose Ignorance So slaves them to the Fortunes of the Time That they attending on the Lot of Chance Neglect by Vertue and Deserts to clime Poor Heights they be which Fortune rears unto And fickle is the Favour she bestows To-day she makes to morrow doth undoe Builds up and in an instant overthrows On easie Wheels to