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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

for grace There shall be for Compassion time and place And this I hold a branch of that Decree Which Men may say shall never changed be My Fortune I had rather beare Then come where greater perills are DETERIVS FORMIDO ILLVSTR. XXXIV Book 2 MArke well this Caged-fowle and thereby see What thy estate may peradventure be She wants her freedome so perhaps dost thou Some freedomes lacke which are desired now And though thy Body be not so confin'd Art straitned from some liberty of Minde The Bird in thrall the more contented lyes Because the Hawke so neere her she espyes And though the Cage were open more would feare To venture out then to continue there So if thou couldst perceive what Birds of prey Are hov'ring round about thee every day To seize thy Soule when she abroad shall goe To take the Freedome she desireth so Thou farre more fearefull wouldst of them become Then thou art now of what thou flyest from Not Precepts but Experience thus hath taught me Which to such resolutions now have brought me That whatsoever mischiefes others doe me I make them yield some true Contentments to me And seldome struggle from them till I see That smother-fortunes will securer be What spight soere my Foes to me can doe I laugh thereat within an houre or two For though the World and I at first believe My Suffrings give me cause enough to grieve Yet afterward I finde the more to glad me That better Fortunes might farre worse have made me By some young Devills though I scratched am Yet I am hopefull I shall scape their Dam. The more contrary Windes doe blow The greater Vertues praise will grow ADVERSIS CLARIVS ARDET ILLVSTR. XXXV Book 2 OBserve the nature of that Fiery-flame Which on the Mountaines top so brightly showes The Windes from every quarter blow the same Yea and to blow it out their fury blowes But lo the more they storme the more it shineth At every Blast the Flame ascendeth higher And till the Fuells want that rage confineth It will be still a great and glorious Fire Thus fares the man whom Vertue Beacon-like Hath fixt upon the Hills of Eminence At him the Tempests of mad Envie strike And rage against his Piles of Innocence But still the more they wrong him and the more They seeke to keepe his worth from being knowne They daily make it greater then before And cause his Fame the farther to be blowne When therefore no selfe-doting Arrogance But Vertues cover'd with a modest vaile Breake through obscurity and thee advance To place where Envie shall thy worth assaile Discourage not thy selfe but stand the shockes Of wrath and fury Let them snarle and bite Pursue thee with Detraction Slanders Mockes And all the venom'd Engines of Despight Thou art above their malice and the blaze Of thy Caelestiall-fire shall shine so cleare That their besotted soules thou shalt amaze And make thy Splendours to their shame appeare If this be all that Envies rage can doe Lord give me Vertues though I suffer too Even as the Smoke doth passe away So shall all Worldly-pompe decay SIC TRANSIT GLORIA MUNDI ILLVSTR. XXXVI Book 2 SOme better Arguments then yet I see I must perceive and better causes why To those gay things I should addicted bee To which the Vulgar their Affections tye I have consider'd Scepters Miters Crownes With each appurtenance to them belonging My heart hath search'd their Glories and Renownes And all the pleasant things about them thronging My Soule hath truely weigh'd and tooke the measure Of Riches which the most have so desired I have distill'd the Quintessence of Pleasure And seene those Objects that are most admired I likewise feele all Passions and Affections That helpe to cheat the Reason and perswade That those poore Vanities have some perfections Whereby their Owners happy might be made Yet when that I have rouz'd my Vnderstanding And cleans'd my Heart from some of that Corruption Which hinders in me Reasons free commanding And shewes things without vailes or interruption Then they me thinkes as fruitlesse doe appeare As Bubbles wherewithall young-children play Or as the Smoke which in our Emblem here Now makes a show and straight consumes away Be pleas'd Oh God my value may be such Of every Outward-blessing here below That I may neither love them overmuch Nor underprise the Gifts thou shalt bestow But know the use of all these fading Smokes And be refresht by that which others chokes Death is unable to divide Their Hearts whose Hands True-love hath tyde IVSQVE A LA MORT ILLVSTR. XXXVII Book 2 UPon an Altar in this Emblem stands A Burning-heart and therewithall you see Beneath Deaths-head a paire of Loving-hands Which close and fast-united seeme to be These moderne Hieroglyphickes vulgarly Thus bundled up together may afford Good-meanings with as much Propriety As best with common Iudgements will accord It may imply that when both Hand and Heart By sympathizing dearenesse are invited To meet each others nat'rall Counterpart And are by sacred Ordinance united They then have entred that strict Obligation By which they firmely ev'ry way are ty'd And without meanes or thought of separation Should in that Vnion till their Deaths abide This therefore minde thou whatsoere thou be Whose Marriage-ring this Covenant hath sealed For though thy Faith's infringement none can see Thy secret fault shall one day be revealed And thou that art at liberty take heed Lest thou as over great a number doe Of thine owne person make a Privy-deed And afterwards deny thy doing so For though there be nor Church nor Chappell nigh thee Nor outward witnesses of what is done A Power-invisible doth alwayes eye thee And thy pretended Love so lookes upon That if thou be not till thy dying true Thy Falsehood till thy dying thou shalt rue False Weights with Measures false eschew And give to ev'ry man their Due SVVM CVIQVE TRIBVE ILLVSTR. XXXVIII Book 2 FOrth of a Cloud with Scale and Rule extended An Arme for this next Emblem doth appeare Which hath to us in silent-showes commended A Vertue that is often wanting here The World is very studious of Deceipts And he is judged wisest who deceives False-measures and Adulterated-weights Of many dues the needy-man bereaves Ev'n Weights to fell and other Weights to buy Two sorts of weights in practice are with some And both of these they often falsifie That they to great and suddaine-wealth may come But Conscience make of raysing your estates By such a base and such a wicked way For this Injustice God expressely hates And brings at last such thrivers to decay By Weight and measure He on all bestowes The Portions due That Weight and Measure then Which Man to God or to his Neighbour owes Should justly be returned backe agen Give ev'ry one in ev'ry thing his owne Give honour where an honour shall be due Where you are loved let your love be showne And yield them succours who have succour'd you Give

by Vertue and Deserts to clime Poore Heights they be which Fortune reares unto And fickle is the Favour she bestowes To-day she makes to-morrow doth undoe Builds up and in an instant overthrowes On easie Wheeles to Wealth and Honours high She windes men oft before they be aware And when they dreame of most Prosperitie Downe headlong throwes them lower then they were You then that seeké a more assur'd estate On good and honest Objects fixe your Minde And follow Vertue that you may a Fate Exempt from feare of Change or Dangers finde For he that 's Vertuous whether high or low His Fortune seemes or whether foule or faire His Path he findes or whether friend or foe The World doth prove regards it not a haire His Losse is Gaine his Poverty is Wealth The Worlds Contempt he makes his Diadem In Sicknesse he rejoyceth as in Health Yea Death it selfe becommeth Life to him He feares no disrespect no bitter scorne Nor subtile plottings nor Oppressions force Nay though the World should topsie-turvie turne It cannot fright him nor divert his Course Above all Earthly powres his Vertue reares him And up with Eglets wings to Heav'n it beares him A fickle Woman wanton growne Preferres a Crowd before a Crowne NON SCEPTRO SED PLECTRO DVCITVR ILLVSTR. VII Book 1. FOole Dost thou hope thine Honours or thy Gold Shall gaine thee Love Or that thou hast her heart Whose hand upon thy tempting Bay● layes hold Alas fond Lover thou deceived art She that with Wealth and Titles can be wonne Or woo'd with Vanities will way ring bee And when her Love thou most dependest on A Fiddle-sticke shall winne her heart from thee To Youth and Musicke Venus leaneth most And though her hand she on the Scepter lay Let Greatnesse of her Favours never boast For Heart and Eye are bent another way And lo no glorious Purchace that Man gets Who hath with such poore Trifles woo'd and wonne Her footing on a Ball his Mistresse sets Which in a moment slips and she is gone A Woman meerely 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 keepe your owne Affection still from ranging Vse noble Meanes your Longings to attaine Seeke equall Mindes and well beseeming Yeares They are at best vaine Fooles whom Follie gaine But there is Blisse where Vertue most endeares And wheresoe're Affection shee procures In spight of all Temptations it endures This Ragge of Death which thou shalt see Consider it And Pious bee IN HVNC INTVENS PIVS ESTO ILLVSTR. VIII Book I. WHy silly Man so much admirest thou Thy present Fortune overvaluing so Thy Person or the beauty of thy Brow And Cloth'd so proudly wherefore dost thou goe Why dost thou live in riotous Excesse And Boast as if thy Flesh immortall were Why dost thou gather so Why so oppresse And o're thy Fellow-creatures Domineere Behold this Emblem such a thing was hee Whom this doth represent as now thou art And such a Fleshlesse Raw-bone shalt thou bee Though yet thou seeme to act a comelier part Observe it well and marke what Vglinesse Stares through the sightlesse Eye holes from within Note those leane Craggs and with what Gastlinesse That horrid Countenance doth seeme to grin Yea view it well and having seene the same Plucke downe that Pride which puffs thy heart so high Of thy Proportion boast not and for shame Repent thee of thy sinfull Vanity And having learn'd that all men must become Such bare Anatomies and how this Fate No mortall Powre nor Wit can keepe thee from Live so that Death may better thy estate Consider who created thee and why Renew thy Spirit ere thy Flesh decayes More Pious grow Affect more Honestie And seeke hereafter thy Creatours praise So though of Breath and Beauty Time deprive thee New Life with endlesse Glorie God will give thee Before thou bring thy Workes to Light Consider on them in the Night IN NOCTE CONSILIV̄ ILLVSTR. IX Book 1. AN Owle the Hieroglyphicke us'd for Night Twixt Mercury and Pallas here takes place Vpon a crown'd Caduceus fixt upright And each a Cornucopia doth imbrace Through which darke Emblem I this Light perceive That such as would the Wit and Wealth acquire Which may the Crowne of approbation have Must wake by Night to compasse their desire For this Mercurian-Wand doth Wit expresse The Cornu-copia Wealthinesse implies Both gained by a studious Watchfulnesse Which here the Bird of Athens signifies Nor by this Emblem are we taught alone That when great Vndertakings are intended We Sloth and lumpish Drowsinesse must shunne But Rashnesse also here is reprehended Take Counsell of thy Pillow saith our Sawe And ere in waighty Matters thou proceede Consider well upon them lest they draw Some Afterclaps which may thy Mischiefe breede I for my seriou'st Muses chuse the Night More friend to Meditation then the Day That neither Noyse nor Objects of the Sight Nor bus'nesses withdraw my Thoughts away By Night we best may ruminate upon Our Purposes Then best we may enquire What Actions wee amisse or well have done And then may best into our Selves retire For of the World-without when most we see Then blindest to the World-within are wee An Innocent no Danger feares How great soever it appeares SPERNIT PERICULA VIRTUS ILLVSTR. X. Book I. WHen some did seeke Arion to have drown'd He with a dreadlesse heart his Temples crown'd And when to drench him in the Seas they meant He playd on his melodious Instrument To shew that Innocence disdayned Feare Though to be swallow'd in the Deeps it were Nor did it perish For upon her Backe A Dolphin tooke him for his Musick 's sake To intimate that Vertue shall prevaile With Bruitish Creatures if with Men it faile Most vaine is then their Hope who dreame they can Make wretched or undoe an Honest-Man For he whom Vertuous Innocence adornes Insults o're Cruelties and Perill scornes Yea that by which Men purpose to undoe him In their despight shall bring great Honours to him Arion-like the Malice of the World Hath into Seas of Troubles often hurl'd Deserving Men although no Cause they had But that their Words and Workes sweet Musicke made Of all their outward Helps it hath bereft them Nor means nor hopes of Comfort have beene left them But such as in the House of Mourning are And what Good-Conscience can afford them there Yet Dolphin-like their Innocence hath rear'd Their Heads above those Dangers that appear'd God hath vouchsaf'd their harmelesse Cause to heed And ev'n in Thraldome so their Hearts hath freed That whil'st they seem'd oppressed and forlorne They Ioyd and Sung and Laugh'd the World to scorne When thou a Dangerous-Way dost goe Walke surely though thy pace be slowe AD SCOPVM

LICET AEGRE ET FRVSTRA ILLVSTR. X● Book 1. EXperience proves that Men who trust upon Their Nat'rall parts too much oft lose the Day And faile in that which els they might have done By vainely trifling pretious Time away It also shewes that many Men have fought With so much Rashnesse those things they desir'd That they have brought most likely Hopes to nought And in the middle of their Courses tir'd And not a few are found who so much wrong Gods Gratiousnesse as if their thinkings were That seeing he deferres his Iudgements long His Vengeance he for ever would forbeare But such as these may see wherein they faile And what would fitter be for them to doe If they would contemplate the slow-pac'd Snaile Or this our Hieroglyphicke looke into For thence we learne that Perseverance brings Large Workes to end though slowly they creepe on And that Continuance perfects many things Which seeme at first unlikely to be done It warnes likewise that some Affaires require More Heed then Haste And that the Course we take Should suite as well our Strength as our Desire Else as our Proverbe saith Haste Waste may make And in a Mysticke-sense it seemes to preach Repentance and Amendment unto those Who live as if they liv'd beyond Gods reach Because he long deferres deserved Blowes For though Iust-Vengeance moveth like a Snaile And slowly comes her comming will not faile As to the World I naked came So naked-stript I leave the same ΠΑΝΤΑ ΛΕΛΟΙΠΑ ILLVSTR. XII Book 1. Thrice happy is that Man whose Thoughts doe reare His Minde above that pitch the Worldling flies And by his Contemplations hovers where He viewes things mortall with unbleared eyes What Trifles then doe Villages and Townes Large Fields or Flockes of fruitfull Cattell seeme Nay what poore things are Miters Scepters Crownes And all those Glories which Men most esteeme Though he that hath among them his Delight Brave things imagines them because they blinde With some false Lustre his beguiled fight He that 's above them their meane-Worth may finde Lord to that Blessed-Station me convey Where I may view the World and view her so That I her true Condition may survey And all her Imperfections rightly know Remember me that once there was a Day When thou didst weane me from them with content Ev'n when shut up within those Gates I lay Through which the Plague-inflicting Angel went And let me still remember that an Houre Is hourely comming on wherein I shall Though I had all the World within my powre Be naked stript and turned out of all But minde me chiefely that I never cleave Too closely to my Selfe and cause thou me Not other Earthly things alone to leave But to forsake my Selfe for love of Thee That I may say now I have all things left Before that I of all things am berest To him a happy Lot befalls That hath a Ship and pros'prous Gales REMIGIO VENTISQUE SECVNDIS ILLVSTR. XIII Book 1. NO wonder he a prosp'rous Voyage findes That hath both Sailes and Oares to serve his turne And still through meanes of some propitious Winds Is to his wished Harbour swiftly borne Nor is it much admir'd if they that lacke Those aydes on which the Common faith depends Are from their hoped aymes repelled backe Or made to labour for unfruitfull ends Yet neither in the Ship Wind Oares or Sailes Nor in the want of Outward meanes alone Consists it that our Hope succeedes or failes But most in that which Men least thinke upon For some endeavour and their Paines are blest With Gales which are so fortunate that they Fly safe and swiftly on among the best Whil'st others labour and are cast away Some others on this Worlds wide Ocean floate And neither Wind nor Tide assistant have Nor Saile nor Oare nor Anchor nor sound Boate Nor take so much as heede themselves to save And yet are safe A third sort then there are Who neither want fit Meanes nor yet neglect The painefull Industrie or honest Care Which Need requires yet find small good effect Therefore let that which you propose be Iust Then use the fairest Meanes to compasse it And though Meanes faile yet foster no mistrust But fearelesly to God your Course commit For Hee to Faithfull Hearts and Honest-Mindes Turnes Losse to Gaine and Stormes to prosp'rous Windes When Vice and Vertue Youth shall wooe T is hard to say which way 't will goe QVID SI SIC ILLVSTR. XXII Book 1. MY hopefull Friends at thrice five yeares and three Without a Guide into the World alone To seeke my Fortune did adventure mee And many hazards I alighted on First Englands greatest Rendevouz I sought Where VICE and VERTVE at the highest sit And thither both a Minde and Bodie brought For neither of their Services unfit Both woo'd my Youth And both perswaded so That like the Young man in our Emblem here I stood and cry'd Ah! which way shall I goe To me so pleasing both their Offers were VICE Pleasures best Contentments promist mee And what the wanton Flesh desires to have Quoth VERTVE I will Wisdome give to thee And those brave things which noblest Mindes doe crave Serve me said VICE and thou shalt soone acquire All those Atchievements which my Service brings Serve me said VERTVE and I le raise thee higher Then VICES can and teach thee better things Whil'st thus they strove to gaine me I espyde Grim Death attending VICE and that her Face Was but a painted Vizard which did hide The foul'st Deformity that ever was LORD grant me grace for evermore to view Her Vglinesse And that I viewing it Her Falsehoods and allurements may eschew And on faire VERTVE my Affection set Her Beauties contemplate her Love embrace And by her safe Direction runne my Race I pine that others may not perish And waste my Selfe their Life to cherish DVM NVTRIO CONSVMOR ILLVSTR. XV. Book 1. OBserve I pray you how the greedy Flame The Fewell on an Altar doth consume How it destroyeth that which feedes the same And how the Nourisher away doth fume For so it fares with Parents that uphold Their thriftlesse Children in unlawfull Pleasures With Cares it weares them out ere they are old And ere their Lives consume consumes their Treasures So fares it with such Wantons as doe feede Vnchast Desires for ev'ry day they grow Vntill their Longing's their Supplies exceede And quite devoure those men that fed them so So fares it with all those that spend their Youth In lab'ring to enrich ungratefull Men Who growing Great and Wealthy by their Truth Returne them Smoke and Ashes backe agen So fa●es it with good States-men who to keepe A thankelesse Common-wealth in happy Peace Deprive their Mindes of Rest their Eyes of Sleepe And waste themselves that others may encrease And so it fares with Men that passe away Their time in Studies and their Healths impaire That helps to other men become they may And their defective Knowledges repaire But let

my Flesh my Time and my Estate Be so consum'd so spent so wasted bee That they may nourish Grace and pe●fit that For which all these were first bestowd'd on me So when I quite am vanish'd out of seeing I shall enjoy my Now-concealed-Being When to suppresse us Men intend They make us higher to ascend CONCVSSVS SVRGO ILLVSTR. XVI Book 1. WHen we observe the Ball how to and fro The Gamesters force it we may ponder thus That whil'st we live we shall be playd with so And that the World will make her Game of us Adversities one while our hearts constraine To stoope and knock the Pavements of Despaire Hope like a Whirle-wind mounts us up againe Till oft it lose us in the empty ayre Sometimes above the Battlements we looke Sometimes we quite below the Line are tost Another-while against the Hazard strooke We but a little want of being lost Detraction Envie Mischief and Despight One Partie make and watchfully attend To catch us when we rise to any Height Lest we above their hatred should ascend Good-Fortune Praises Hopes and Industries Doe side-together and make Play to please us But when by them we thinke more high to rise More great they make our Fall and more disease us Yea they that seeke our Losse advance our Gaine And to our Wishes bring us oft the nigher For we that else upon the Ground had laine Are by their striking of us lifted higher When Balls against the Stones are hardest throwne Then highest up into the Aire they fly So when men hurle us with most fury downe Wee hopefull are to be advanc'd thereby And when they smite us quite unto the Ground Then up to Heav'n we trust we shall rebound Till God hath wrought us to his Will The Hammer we shall suffer still DVM EXTENDAR ILLVSTR. XVII Book 1. WHy should the foolish World discourage Men In just endurances or bid them shunne Good Actions ' cause they suffer now and then For Doing well as if some Ill were done Ere Plates extended are they must abide A thousand hamm'rings And then that which fill'd So little roome it scarce your Hand could hide Will serve a goodly Monument to gild So he that hopes to winne an honest Name Must many blowes of Fortune undergoe And hazard oft the blast of Evill-Fame Before a Good-Report her Trumpe will blow A thousand Worthies had unworthily Been raked up in Ashes and in Clay Vnknowne and bury'd in Obscurity If Malice had not fil'd their Rust away But lo● their lasting prayses now are spread And rais'd by Adverse-Chance to such a height That they most glorious are now they are dead And live in Injuries and Deaths despight For by Afflictions man refined growes And as the Gold prepared in the Fire Receiveth such a Forme by wrongs and blowes That hee becomes the Iewell we desire To thee therefore Oh God! Mv Prayers are Not to be freed from Griefes and Troubles quite But that they may be such as I can beare And serve to make me precious in thy Sight This please me shall though all my Life time I Betweene thine Anvill and the Hammer lie From thence where Nets and Snares are layd Make-hast lest els you be betray'd MATVRA ILLVSTR. XVIII Book 1. THe nimble Spider from his Entrailes drawes A suttle Thread and curious art doth show In weaving Nets not much unlike those Lawes Which catch Small-Thieves and let the Great-ones goe For as the Cob-web takes the lesser Flyes When those of larger size breake through their Snares So Poore men smart for little Injuries When Rich-men scape whose Guilt is more then theirs The Spider also representeth such Who very curious are in Trifling things And neither Cost nor Time nor Labour grutch In that which neither Gaine nor Pleasure brings But those whom here that Creature doth implye Are chiefely such who under cunning shewes Of simple-Meanings or of Curtesie Doe silly Men unwarily abuse Or else it meanes those greedy Cormorants Who without touch of Conscience or Compassion Seeke how to be enricht by others wants And bring the Poore to utter Desolation Avoyd them therefore though compell'd by need Or if a Storme inforce yee lab'ring Bees That yee must fall among them Flie with speed From their Commerce when Calmes your passage frees Much more let wastfull Gallants haste from these Else when those Idling-painted Butterflies Have flutter'd-out their Summer-time in ease And spent their Wealth in foolish Vanities The Blasts of Want may force them to be brought For shelter thither where they shall be caught When thou a Dangerous-Way dost goe Walke surely though thy pace be slowe LENTE SED ATTENTE ILLVSTR. XXI Book 1. EXperience proves that Men who trust upon Their Nat'rall parts too much oft lose the Day And faile in that which els they might have done By vainely trifling pretious Time away It also shewes that many Men have sought With so much Rashnesse those things they desir'd That they have brought most likely Hopes to nought And in the middle of their Courses tir'd And not a few are found who so much wrong Gods Gratiousnesse as if their thinkings were That seeing he deferres his Iudgements long His Vengeance he for ever would forbeare But such as these may see wherein they faile And what would fitter be for them to doe If they would contemplate the slow-pac'd Snaile Or this our Hieroglyphicke looke into For thence we learne that Perseverance brings Large Workes to end though slowly they creepe on And that Continuance perfects many things Which seeme at first unlikely to be done It warnes likewise that some Affaires require More Heed then Haste And that the Course we take Should suite as well our Strength as our Desire Else as our Proverbe saith Haste Waste may make And in a Mysticke-sense it seemes to preach Repentance and Amendment unto those Who live as if they liv'd beyond Gods reach Because he long deferres deserved Blowes For though Iust-Vengeance moveth like a Snaile And slowly comes her comming will not faile A Sive of shelter maketh show But ev'ry Storme will through it goe TRANSEAT ILLVSTR. XX. Book 1. SOme Men when for their Actions they procure A likely colour be it nere so vaine Proceede as if their Projects were as sure As when Sound Reason did their Course maintayne And these not much unlike those Children are Who through a Storme advent'ring desp'rately Had rather on their Heads a Sive to beare Then Cov'rings that may serve to keepe them drye For at a distance that perchance is thought A helpfull Shelter and yet proves to those Who neede the same a Toy which profits nought Because each drop of Ra●ne quite through it goes So they whose foolish Projects for a while Doe promise their Projectors hopefull ends Shall finde them in the Tryall to beguile And that both Shame and Want on them attends Such like is their estate who to appeare Rich-men to others doe with Inward-payne A gladsome out-ward Port desire to