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Title: Emblems, divine and moral
Year: 1812 (1810s)
Authors: Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644
Subjects: Emblems Emblem books, English
Publisher: London : Printed at the Chiswick Press by C. Whittingham
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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es:Think of that pleasure that thou once didst take Amongst the lilies and sweet beds of spices. Hale strongly, thou whose hand has powr to slack The swift-foot fury of ten thousand vices: Let not thy dust-devouring dragon boast, His craft has won what Judahs lion lost; Remember what is cravd; recount the price it cost. 60 EMBLEMS. BOOK 1. IsiDOR. Lib. i. de Summo Bono.By how much the nearer Satan perceiveth theworld to an end, by so much the more fiercely hetroubleth it with persecution; that, knowing him-self is to be damned, he may get company in hisdamnation. Cyprus, in Ep.Broad and spacious is the road to infernal life;there are enticements and death-bringing plea-sures. There the devil flattereth, that he may de-ceive; smileth, that he may endamage; allureth,that he may destroy. Epig. 11.Nay, soft and fair, good world; post not too fast jThy journeys end requires not half this haste.Unless that arm thou so disdainst, reprives thee,Alas! thou needs must go, the devil drives thee.
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61 hwjiem me cupiajtctt. ISAIAH LXVI. 11. Ye may suck, but not be satisfied with the breast ofher consolation. What, never filld? Be thy lips screwd so fast To th earths full breast? for shame, for shame miseize thee; Thou takst a surfeit where thou shouldst but taste, And makst too much not half enough to please thee. 62 EMBLEMS. BOOK 1. Ah, fool, forbear; thou swallowest at onebreathBoth food and poison down! thou drawst bothmilk and death. The ubrous breasts, when fairly drawn, repast The thriving infant with their milky flood.But being overstraind, return at lastUnwholesome gulps composdof wind and blood.A modrate use does both repast and please ;Who strains beyond a mean, draws in and gulpsdisease. But, O that mean, whose good the least abuseMakes bad, is too, too hard to be directed :Can thorns bring grapes, or crabs a pleasing juice?Theres nothing wholesome, where the wholesinfected.Unseize thy lips: earths milks a ripened core,That drops from her disease, that matters fromher

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