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Title: Emblems, divine and moral
Year: 1824 (1820s)
Authors: Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644 Harvey, Christopher, 1597-1663 Wilkins, W. Walker (William Walker)
Subjects: Emblems
Publisher: London : J. Robins
Contributing Library: Duke University Libraries
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corruptible life; a life,which the more it increaseth, the more it decreas-eth : the farther it goeth, the nearer it cometh todeath: a deceitful life, and like a shadow; fullof the snares of death : now I rejoice; now I lan-guish; now I flourish; now infirm; now I live, andstraight I die; now I seem happy, always misera-ble; now I laugh, now I weep: thus all things * Mars his; Marss. 120 EMBLEMS. BOOK V. are subject to mutability, that nothing continuethan hour in one state: O joy above joy, exceed-ing all joy, without which there is no joy, whenshall 1 enter into thee, that I may see my Godthat dwelleth in thee ? Epig. 7.Art thou so weak ? O canst thou not digestAn hour of travel for a night of rest ?Cheer up, my soul, call home thy sprits, and bearOne bad Good-Friday; full-mouthd Eastersnear.* * The author here contrasts the strict fast observed onGood-Friday (particularly in the Catholic Church) wilhthe abundance which prevails during the Easter festivities,then about to commence.
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-Rom: J.24, OirretehjstlJtaji/t&us dorm^dtp draw thvjffreathJPithm. e/u? h>rz£kse7neJ3odr of t/usDeat/t. BOOK V.—EMBLEM VIIT. Rom. VII. 24. O wretched man that I am ! who shall deliver mefrom the body of this death ? Behold thy darling, which thy lustful carePampers; for which thy restless thoughts prepareSuch early rates ;* for whom thy bubbling browSo often sweats, and bankrupt eyes do oweSuch midnight scores to Nature; for whose sakeBase earth is sainted; the infernal lakeUnfeard; the crown of glory poorly rated;Thy God neglected, and thy brother hated:Behold thy darling, whom thy soal affectsSo dearly; whom thy fond indulgence decksAnd puppets up in soft, in silken weeds;Behold thy darling, whom thy fondness feedsWith far-fetchd delicates, the dear-bought gainsOf ill-spent time, the price of half thy pains:Behold thy darling, who, when clad by thee,Derides thy nakedness; and, when most free, * Cates; viands,VOL. II. R 122 EMBLEMS. BOOK V. Proclaims her lover slave; and,

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