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A05092	The theater of fine deuices containing an hundred morall emblemes. First penned in French by Guillaume de la Perriere, and translated into English by Thomas Combe.; Théâtre des bons engins. English	La Perrière, Guillaume de, 1499-1565.; Combe, Thomas, fl. 1593-1614.	1614 (1614)	STC 15230; ESTC S109335	17,968	112

Who beares a sword with honie ouer-spread May well be tearmed as an hypocrite That hides the doings of his craftie head With shew of sweetnes yeelding false delight Nath'lesse at last he is discouered When wisedome brings his subtilties to light And though his sword be sharp cut prick A little Bee shall sting him to the quicke EMBLEME XXII A Prince can haue no better part Then Foxes wit and Lions heart The Lyon is of nature stout and strong Of courage bold whose fiercenes none can tame The craftie Foxe all other beasts among For subtill policies doth beare the name So to that Prince those gifts do chiefe belong That here on earth would purchase endles fame He like these two must frame his manners fit For strength a Lion and a Foxe for wit EMBLEME XXIII No man his minde should euer set To hope for that he cannot get Oft time when fishers plucke their nets to land And make great boast what fishes they shall get By hap a Scorpion being there at hand Comes vp alone inclosed in the net So in conceit some haue great wonders scand That durst presume strong Hercules to threat But when they come to triall and to proofe Themselues are those will stand most far aloofe EMBLEME XXIIII All things out of order runne That are without decorum done A gold ring set on snout of filthy swine Great weapons worne by infants yong greene The Rogue to brag and boast him with the fine The foolish Asse that wise himselfe doth weene All these to order vtterly repine And euermore to disagree are seene To keepe decorum this good precept hold Giue draffe to swine to men the rings of gold EMBLEME XXV No toile can last without his rest In euery thing the meane is best The bow that 's drawn with ouer hardy strength Is found more weake then it was felt before By which we learne we hurt our selues at length The while we labour dayly more and more For sloth corrupts duls our might strength But too much toyling breeds a greater sore Consuming courage so beyond all measure It reaues the body of his chiefest treasure EMBLEME XXVI It is not good in peace or warre To presse thine enemie too farre Beware of quarrels with the desp'rat men That feare not death nor weigh anothers life Good conquerors will giue place now and then To those are vanquished in warlike strife And let them flie with our pursuing when Perhaps they would else turne on them as rife As did the Andebats in desp'rat wise Run on their enemies with hooded eyes EMBLEME XXVII When death doth call vs at the doore What ods betwixt the Prince and poore Eu'n as the king the whilst we play at Chesse The other men in his subiection be Vntill the mate be giuen without redresse And then the king but like the rest we see And suffers with the little pawnes no lesse Then if they had no difference in degree So high and low when pleaseth death to strike The Prince the poore are laid in graues alike EMBLEME XXVIII Fortunes blasts cannot preuaile To ouerthrow dame Vertues saile As doth the Tortesse neither feare nor feele The idle stinging of the busie Bee For why his shell welnigh as hard as steele Keepes him as safe within as safe may be Eu'n so though Fortune on her wan'ring wheele Turne vp and downe some men of high degree Yet may a man with wisedome so prouide To stand so sure she shall not make him slide EMBLEME XXIX We see it fall out now and then The worser lucke the wiser men We see how Fortune sooner doth prouide For Robin Good-fellow and th' idle mate Than such as greater labours do abide Whose good desert she euermore doth hate In sleepers nets she powreth all her pride To painfull persons she is still vngrate She hunts about to make her best prouision For fooles and dolts men of base condition EMBLEME XXX There is no sweet within our powre That is not sauced with some sowre They hurt their hand sometime that hope to gain And plucke the rose from off the prickling tree For why no pleasure is without some paine The good and bad together mingled be Faire weather waxeth sometime foule againe And after foule faire weather oft we see Wise men may note by gath'ring of this flowre None reaps the sweet but he must tast the soure EMBLEME XXXI Men should beware and take great heed To hazard friends without great need Who strikes the anuill rudely with his blade May hap to breake it with too little heed So he that vseth as a common trade To presse his friend with too too much indeed May chance to finde his curt'sie then to fade When of the same he stands in greatest need Thus much this Embleme in effect pretends That ouer boldnes makes vs leese our friends EMBLEME XXXII Great persons should not with their might Oppresse the poorer though they might Who notes the noble bird that doth command All feathered fowles subiected to the skies And hath the Eagles princely nature scand Which doth disdaine to litigate with flies Hereby may weigh and wisely vnderstand In base contention little honour lies For he that striueth with th' inferiour sort Shall with dishonour reape an ill report EMBLEME XXXIII Meddle not with thy ouer-match Lest thou thereby most hurt do catch He that with razor thinks to cut the flint Doth vndertake a foolish fruitlesse paine The tender edge making but little dint Is soone rebated with the rockie graine With mightie men t were better strife to stint Than an vnequall quarrell to maintaine Lest as you see the razor with the stone The hurt fall all to you and they haue none EMBLEME XXXIIII Some that in knowledge diue most deepe Know least from hurt themselues to keepe The Nightingale hath such a daintie note No other bird the harmonie can mend Sometimes to sing she straineth so her throte That therewithall her song and life doth end Eu'n so likewise some students do so dote When others do their prose and verse commend That to attaine vnto more perfect skill With studying too hard themselues they kill EMBLEME XXXV The way to pleasure is so plaine To tread the paths few can refraine A labyrinth is framed with such art The outmost entrance is both plaine and wide But being entred you shall finde each part With such odde crooked turnes on euery side And blind by-waies you shall not for your heart Come out againe without a perfect guide So to vaine pleasures it is ease to go But to returne againe it is not so EMBLEME XXXVI It s hard to change an old abuse Wherein the heart hath taken vse Who thinks to change abuses waxen old Is foule deceiued in his inward mind For they do rather grow more manifold And still ingender and increase their kind It were a foolish thing to heare it told That in a net a man hath caught the wind For that 's impossible to bring to

her brest Who was selfe cause of such vnluckie fate By meanes the stem with her own quill was drest Some men to ill are so predestinate That though no hurt by others is profest They wrong thēselues by lack of taking heed And are chiefe cause of their owne euill speed EMBLEME LIII The liues of Princes lewdly led About the world are soonest spred Each little spot appeares more in the face Than any blemish in the corps beside The face is plainly seene in euery place When clothes the carkasse secretly do hide By which we note that in a Princes grace A fault seemes greater and is sonner spide Than in some man of base and low degree As in fine cloth the brightest staines we see EMBLEME LIIII The Prince that would beware of harme Must stop his eares to flatterers charme When the wise birder meaneth to intrap The foolish birds within his craftie traine That he may get more of them at a clap With prettie pipe his voice he learnes to faine So flatterers do not display the map Of all their drifts in termes and speches plaine But with sweet words they couer their deceit Lest princes should perceiue shun their bait EMBLEME LV. Wit can do with little paine That strength alone cannot attaine A man by force and strength cannot attaine That which by staid discretion soone is wonne He that doth pull the taile with might and maine For all his force hath not so quickly done The other haire by haire with little paine In lesser time a better threed hath sponne Lo here the ods betweene the wife mans pause And hastinesse of foolish furious dawes EMBLEME LVI More die with surfet at their boord Then in the warres with dust of sword The glut'nous Rau'n deuours the venomd Snake Which though at first seemes pleasant to his taste When he doth feele his gorge with poison ake He rues with death the meate he eat in haste Hereby we note what heed we ought to take Lest that we vse excesse in our repast For gluttony doth more their deaths affoord Then mightie Mars with his two edged sword EMBLEME LIII The liues of Princes lewdly led About the world are soonest spred Each little spot appeares more in the face Than any blemish in the corps beside The face is plainly seene in euery place When clothes the carkasse secretly do hide By which we note that in a Princes grace A fault seemes greater and is sooner spide Than in some man of base and low degree As in fine cloth the brightest staines we see EMBLEME LIIII The Prince that would beware of harme Must stop his eares to flatterers charme When the wise birder meaneth to intrap The foolish birds within his craftie traine That he may get more of them at a clap With prettie pipe his voice he learnes to faine So flatterers do not display the map Of all their drifts in termes and speches plaine But with sweet words they couer their deceit Lest princes should perceiue shun their bait EMBLEME LVII He that is prowdest of good hap Sorrow fals soonest in his lap Iupiter as the learned Homer writes Mingleth the good and bad in such a sort That men obtaine not pleasures and delights Without some paine to waite vpon the sport No man with labour wearieth so his sprights But of some ease withall he may report Nor no man yet hath euer bene so glad But he hath had a time to be as sad EMBLEME LVIII Vaine hope doth oft a man allure A needlesse bondage to endure Who so to bondage will himselfe submit And yet hath libertie to liue at will Is like a Lyon when he doth permit A simple man with threed to hold him still Some are such fooles that while in court they sit And waste their time and all their riches spill Yet will they stay although they do not need And not escape whē they may break the threed EMBLEME LIX He that to thrift his mind would frame Must not delight to follow game It is no time to sit still then at play When as the house doth burne about our eares Who were in flames and would not run away Were wondrous stout or very void of feares But wisedome bids vs shorten long delay And to preuent the cause of future teares Sith if too farre we suffer dangers rome T is long againe ere they be ouercome EMBLEME LX. A man of courage and of spright No foolish threatning can affright Who thinks to feare the Lyon with a maske May proue conclusions but preuaile no whit For why his force a stouter strength doth aske Ere that his courage can be quaild with it So some we see do set their tongues to taske And with great words that run beyond their wit They thinke to conquer hardie men and stout That of vaine brags do neither dread nor doubt EMBLEME LXI The man whose conscience is vnpure In his owne mind he is not sure The wicked man whose faults are manifest Seemes like the Hare still full of feare and dread He dares not sleepe nor take his quiet rest For doubt before some Iustice to be led The honest life who leades is better blest He euermore secure may keepe his bed The while the wicked studie and deuise Like fearefull Hares to sleepe with open eyes EMBLEME LXII Where Cupid list to play the knaue He makes the Asse to brag and braue When Cupids stroke tickles the inward vaines Oh what a power he hath to change the mind He makes the niggard carelesse of his gaines The clowne a Courtier and the currish kind Briefly his wondrous graces where he raignes In Cymon ou● of Boccas you may find The little lad his Lute can finger so Would make an Asse to turne vpon the toe EMBLEME LXIII It is a point of no small cunning To catch Occasion at her coming Behold Occasion drawne before your eies As though she still were fleeting on her waies Which image so Lisippus did deuise With knife in hand to cut off long delayes Her locks before bids hold ere that she flies Her wings do shew she can abide no staies And by her bald she tels vs at the last There is no hold behind when she is past EMBLEME LXIIII. The praise of beauty is but small Where vertue is not ioynd withall By mens proportions we can hardly guesse Or know precisely whether they haue wit For who can tell what graces they possesse Although their members out of order sit Some heads are great and some againe be lesse That to their bodies do not aptly fit Yet not proportion nor the bodies stature But education setteth foorth the nature EMBLEME LXV The fairest shape of th' outward part Shewes not the vertues of the heart The stately Cypresse in his outward show Is straight and tall in colour fresh and greene Yet on the same no wholesome fruit doth grow Or that to serue for nourishment is seene In such bare titles many men do flow That in their liues but barren