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Title: Quarles' emblems, divine and moral: together with hieroglyphics of the life of man
Year: 1800 (1800s)
Authors: Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644
Subjects: Emblems
Publisher: London : Printed for Alex. Hogg
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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living fire,Blown from the fpring of life ? Is not that breathImmortal r Come; ye are as free from deathAs he that made you. Can the flames expireWhich he has kindled ? Can ye quench his fire ?Did not the great Creators voice proclaimWhateer he made (from the blue fpangled frameTo the poor leaf that trembles) very good ?Blefsd he not both the feeder and the food ?Tell, tell me, then, what danger can accrueFrom fuch bled food, to fuch half gods as you ?Curb needlefs fears, and let no fond conceitAbufe your freedom ; woman, take and eat. Eve. Tis true, we are immortal; death is yetUnborn, and, till rebellion make it debt,Undue; I know the fruit is good, untilPrefumptuous difobedience make it ill.The lips that open to this fruits a portalTo let in death, and make immortal mortal. f^^ Serp. You cannot die; com.e, woman, tafte, and fear Eve^. Shall Eve tranfgrefs ? I dare not, O I dare not. Serp. Afraid ? Why drawft thou back thy timroi sHarm on1v falls on fuch as fear a harm. (arm r Heavn
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