A Collection of Emblemes, Ancient and Moderne Quickened With Metrical Illustrations, both Morall and Divine, Etc
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A Collection of Emblemes, Ancient and Moderne Quickened With Metrical Illustrations, both Morall and Divine, Etc

By George Wither
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  • A Collection of Emblemes - Ancient and Moderne, by George Withers
  • A PREPOSITION to this Frontispiece.
  • The First Booke.
  • A WRIT OF PREVENTION Concerning the Avthors Dedication of the foure following Bookes, to those Royall, Princely, and Illustrious Personages, whose Names are mentioned in this Leafe.
  • To the Majestie of Great Britaine, France, and Ireland, the Most Illustrious King, CHARLES; And his excellently beloved, the most gratious Queene MARY.
  • TO THE READER.
    • The Occasion, Intention, and use of the Foure Lotteries adjoyned to these foure Books of Emblems.
  • The Avthors Meditation upon sight of his Pictvre.
    • The Man that hath true Wisdome got, Continues firme, and wavers not.
    • The Law is given to direct; The Sword, to punish and protect.
    • Occasions-past are sought in vaine; But, oft, they wheele-about again.
    • Though Fortune prove true Vertues Foe, It cannot worke her Overthrowe.
    • A fickle Woman wanton growne, Preferres a Crowd, before a Crowne.
    • This Ragge of Death, which thou shalt see, Consider it; And Pious bee.
    • Before thou bring thy Workes to Light, Consider on them, in the Night.
    • An Innocent no Danger feares, How great soever it appeares.
    • A Foole, in Folly taketh Paine, Although he labour still in vaine.
    • As, to the World I naked came, So, naked-stript I leave the same.
    • To him a happy Lot befalls That hath a Ship, and prosp'rous Gales.
    • Though he endeavour all he can, An Ape, will never be a Man.
    • I pine, that others may not perish, And waste my Selfe, their Life to cherish.
    • When to suppresse us, Men intend, They make us higher to ascend.
    • Till God hath wrought us to his Will, The Hammer we shall suffer still.
    • From thence, where Nets and Snares are layd, Make-hast; lest els you be betray'd.
    • When thou a Dangerous-Way dost goe, Walke surely, though thy pace be slowe.
    • A Sive, of shelter maketh show; But ev'ry Storme will through it goe.
    • Death no Losse, but rather, Gaine; For wee by Dying, Life attaine.
    • When Vice and Vertue Youth shall wooe, Tis hard to say, which way 'twill goe.
    • Who by good Meanes, good things would gaine, Shall never seeke, nor aske in vaine.
    • Oft Shooting, doth not Archers make; But, hitting right the Marke they take.
    • With Patience, I the Storme sustaine; For, Sun-shine still doth follow Raine.
    • Where Hellen is, there, will be Warre; For, Death and Lust, Companions are.
    • No Inward Griefe, nor outward Smart, Can overcome a Patient-Heart.
    • Afflictions Fire consumeth Sinne; But, Vertue taketh Life therein.
    • Hee, over all the Starres doth raigne, That unto Wisdome can attaine.
    • A Princes most ennobling Parts, Are Skill in Armes, and Love to Arts.
    • True-Lovers Lives, in one Heart lye, Both Live, or both together Dye
    • When Two agree in their Desire, One Sparke will set them both on Fire.
    • He that delights to Plant and Set, Makes After-Ages in his Debt.
    • To Have, and not to Vse the same; Is not our Glory, but our Shame.
    • He, that his Course directly Steeres, Nor Stormes, nor Windy-Censures feares.
    • A sudden Death, with Shame, is due To him, that, sweares What is untrue.
    • Where strong Desires are entertain'd, The Heart 'twixt Hope, and Feare, is pain'd.
    • Those Fooles whom Beauties Flame doth blinde, Feele Death, where Life they thought to finde.
    • Let him, that at Gods Altar stands, In Innocencie, wash his Hands.
    • No Heart can thinke, to what strange ends, The Tongues unruely Motion tends.
    • The Minde should have a fixed Eye On Objects, that are plac'd on High.
    • Those Fields, which yet appeare not so, When Harvest comes, will yellow grow.
    • As soone, as wee to bee, begunne; We did beginne, to be Vndone.
    • Though very small, at first, it be, A Sprout, at length, becomes a Tree.
    • When we above the Crosse can rise, A Crowne, for us, prepared lies.
    • In Death, no Difference is made, Betweene the Scepter, and the Spade.
    • What cannot be by Force attain'd, By Leisure, and Degrees, is gain'd.
    • Of Little-Gaines, let Care be had; For, of small Eares, great Mowes are made.
  • THE FIRST LOTTERIE.
  • The Second Booke.
  • TO THE HIGH AND MIGHTY Prince, CHARLES, Prince of Wales, &c.
  • TO THE MOST HIGH-BORNE and hopeful Prince JAMES, Duke of Yorke, &c.
    • We best shall quiet clamorous Thronges, When, we our selves, can rule our Tongues.
    • When wee by Hunger, Wisdome gaine, Our Guts, are wiser then our Braine.
    • Though Musicke be of some abhor'd, She, is the Handmaid of the Lord.
    • Marke, what Rewards, to Sinne, are due, And, learne, uprightnesse to pursue.
    • That Kingdome will establish'd bee, Wherein the People well agree.
    • From that, by which I somewhat am, The Cause of my Destruction came.
    • When wee have greatest Griefes and Feares, Then, Consolation sweet'st appeares.
    • To brawle for Gaine, the Cocke doth sleight; But, for his Females, he will fight.
    • If Safely, thou desire to goe, Bee nor too swift, nor overflow.
    • They that in Hope, and Silence, live, The best Contentment, may atchive.
    • Let none despaire of their Estate, For, Prudence, greater is, than Fate.
    • Their Friendship firme will ever bide, Whose hands unto the Crosse are tide.
    • A Candle that affords no light, What profits it, by Day, or Night?
    • The Sacrifice, God loveth best, Are Broken-hearts, for Sin, opprest.
    • A King, that prudently Commands, Becomes the glory of his Lands.
    • When Mars, and Pallas, doe agree, Great workes, by them, effected bee.
    • They, after suffring, shall be crown'd, In whom, a Constant-faith, is found.
    • Love, a Musician is profest, And, of all Musicke, is the best.
    • Thy seeming-Lover, false will bee, And, love thy Money, more than Thee.
    • Give Credit; but, first, well beware, Before thou trust them, who they are.
    • Hee, that on Earthly-things, doth trust, Dependeth, upon Smoake, and Dust.
    • I beare, about mee, all my store; And, yet, a King enjoyes not more.
    • To Learning, J a love should have, Although one foot were in the Grave.
    • Good-fortune, will by those abide, In whom, True-vertue doth reside.
    • The Gospel, thankefully imbrace; For, God, vouchsafed us, this Grace.
    • The Bees, will in an Helmet breed; And, Peace, doth after Warre, succeed.
    • The Heart of him, that is upright, In Heavenly-knowledge, takes delight.
    • Where, Labour, wisely, is imploy'd, Deserved Glory, is injoy'd.
    • Behold, you may, the Picture, here, Of what, keepes Man, and Childe, in feare.
    • Death's one long-Sleepe; and, Life's no more, But one short-Watch, an houre before.
    • What ever God did fore-decree, Shall, without faile, fulfilled be.
    • My Fortune, I had rather beare; Then come, where greater perills are.
    • The more contrary Windes doe blow, The greater Vertues praise will grow.
    • Even as the Smoke doth passe away; So, shall all Worldly-pompe decay.
    • Death, is unable to divide Their Hearts, whose Hands True-love hath tyde.
    • False Weights, with Measures false eschew, And, give to ev'ry man, their Due.
    • He needs not feare, what spight can doe, Whom Vertue friends, and Fortune, too.
    • Time, is a Fading-flowre, that's found Within Eternities wide round.
    • When great Attempts are undergone, Ioyne Strength and Wisedome, both in one.
    • The Ground brings forth all needfull things; But, from the Sunne, this vertue springs.
    • No passage can divert the Course, Of Pegasus, the Muses Horse.
    • The Husbandman, doth sow the Seeds; And, then, on Hope, till Harvest, feeds.
    • Things, to their best perfection come, Not all at once; but, some and some.
    • Affliction, doth to many adde More value, then, before, they had.
    • Though Fortune, hath a powerfull Name, Yet, Vertue overcomes the same.
    • A Life, with good-repute, Jle have, Or, winne an honourable Grave.
    • Shee shall increase in glory, still, Vntill her light, the world, doth fill.
    • True Vertue is a Coat of Maile, 'Gainst which, no Weapons can prevaile.
  • THE SECOND LOTTERIE.
  • The third Booke.
  • TO THE MOST ILLVSTRIOVS Princesse, FRANCIS, Dutchesse Dowager of Richmond, and Lennox, &c.
  • TO THE HIGH AND MIGHTY Prince, JAMES, Duke of Lennox, &c.
    • If well thou dost, and well intend, Thou shalt be crowned, in the end.
    • A little Wit, may stand in stead, When Strength doth faile, in time of need.
    • To Kings, both Sword and Mace pertaine; And, these they doe not beare in vaine.
    • He, that concealed things will finde, Must looke before him, and behinde.
    • Good Fortune will with him abide, That hath true Vertue, for his guide.
    • When prosperous our Affaires doe growe; God's Grace it is, that makes them so.
    • If thou thy Duties truely doe, Of thy Reward, be hopefull too.
    • Good Hopes, we best accomplish may, By lab'ring in a constant-Way.
    • Ere thou a fruitfull-Cropp shalt see, Thy ground must plough'd and harro'wd be.
    • True Knowledge is a constant Friend, Whose Friendship, never shall have end.
    • Above thy Knowledge, doe not rise, But, with Sobrietie, be wise,
    • When each man keepes unto his Trade, Then, all things better will be made.
    • A Shepherd carefull of the Sheepe, At all times, faithfull Watch doth keepe.
    • Our Dayes, untill our Life hath end, In Labours, and in Hopes, wee spend.
    • Man's life, no Temper, more doth blesse, Then Simple-prudent-harmelessenesse.
    • Where er'e we dwell, the Heav'ns are neere; Let us but fly, and wee are there.
    • His Pace, must wary be, and slow, That hath a Slippery-way to goe.
    • Our Pelican, by bleeding, thus, Fulfill'd the Law, and cured Vs.
    • Bee Iust; for, neither Sea nor Land, Shall hide thee from the Royall-hand.
    • Take wing, my Soule, and mount up higher; For, Earth, fulfills not my Desire.
    • Through many spaces, Time doth run, And, endeth, where it first begun.
    • Each Day a Line, small tasks appeares: Yet, much it makes in threescore Yeares.
    • Our outward Hopes will take effect, According to the King's aspect.
    • The Right-hand way, is Vertues Path, Though rugged Passages it hath.
    • I was erected for a Bound, And I resolve to stand my ground.
    • Where Lovers fitly matched be, In mutuall-duties, they agree.
    • When Law, and Armes, together meet, The World descends, to kisse their feet.
    • Faire-shewes, we should not so much heed, As the Vprightnesse of the Deed.
    • My Substance, and my Light, are spent, In seeking other mens content.
    • The safest Riches, hee shall gaine, Who alwayes Faithfull doth remaine.
    • Poore-Theeves, in Halters we behold, And, great-Theeves, in their Chaines of gold.
    • Whil'st thou dost, here, injoy thy breath, Continue mindfull of thy Death.
    • Doe not the golden Meane, exceed, In Word, in Passion, nor in Deed.
    • Wee then have got the surest prop, When God, alone, becomes our Hope.
    • True Vertue, firme, will alwayes bide, By whatsoever suffrings tride.
    • Truth, oft oppressed, wee may see, But, quite supprest it cannot bee.
    • They, who but slowly-paced are, By plodding on, may travaile farre.
    • Vncertaine, Fortunes Favours, bee, And, as the Moone, so changeth Shee.
    • Vntill the Steele, the Flint shall smite, It will afford nor Heat, nor Light.
    • My Wit got Wings, and, high had flowne; But, Povertie did keepe mee downe.
    • A Mischiefe, hardly can be done, Where many-pow'rs are knit in one.
    • They, best injoy their Hearts desires, In whom, Love, kindles mutuall-fires.
    • Where many-Forces joyned are, Vnconquerable-pow'r, is there
    • The Hearts of Kings are in God's Hands; And, as He lists, He Them commands.
    • A Vertue hidden, or not us'd, Is either Sloth, or Grace abus'd.
    • The Moone, which is decreasing now, When shee returnes, will fuller, grow.
    • Bee warie, wheresoe're, thou bee: For, from deceit, no place is free.
    • This Day, my Houre-glasse, forth is runne; Thy Torch, to Morrow, may bee done.
  • THE THIRD LOTTERIE.
  • The fourth Booke.
  • TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE PHILLIP, Earle of Pembrooke, and Movntgomerie, &c. Lord Chamberlaine of the Houshould, Knight of the most honourable Order of the Garter, and one of his Majesties most Honourable Privie-Councell.
  • TO THE RIGHT HONORABLE, HENRIE, Earle of Holland, &c. Captaine of the Guard; Lord-chiefe-Iustice in Eyre of all his Majesties Forrests, Parkes and Chases on this side Trent; Knight of the most noble Order of the Garter, and one of his Majesties most Honourable Privie Counsell.
    • Whil'st I, the Sunne's bright Face may view, I will no meaner Light pursue.
    • The Earth is God's, and in his Hands Are all the Corners of the Lands.
    • Pursue thy Workes, without delay, For, thy short houres runne fast away.
    • Repent, or God will breake the thread, By which, thy doome hangs o're thy head.
    • When woe is in our selves begun, Then, whither from it, can wee run?
    • When Magistrates confined are, They revell, who were kept in feare.
    • Loe, heere is all, that bee possest, Which once was Victor of the East.
    • When Hopes, quite frustrate were become, The Wither'd-branch did freshly bloome.
    • True Vertue, whatsoere betides, In all extreames, unmoov'd abides.
    • The motion of the World, this day, Is mov'd the quite contrarie way.
    • Invincibilitie is there, Where Order, Strength, and Vnion are.
    • When thou art shipwrackt in Estate, Submit with patience, unto Fate.
    • The best, and fairest House, to mee, Is that, where best I love to bee.
    • The King, his pow'r from God receives: For, hee alone the Scepter gives.
    • Her favours, Fortune, oft imparts, To those that are of no deserts.
    • The best good-turnes that Fooles can doe us, Proove disadvantages unto us.
    • Though weaknesse unto me belong, In my Supporter, I am strong.
    • Be wary, whosoe're thou be, For, from Loves arrowes, none are free.
    • On whether side soe're I am, I, still, appeare to bee the same.
    • Deformitie, within may bee, Where outward Beauties we doe see.
    • My Hand and Heart, in one agree, What can you more desire of mee?
    • No Emblem, can at full declare, How fickle, Minds-unconstant are.
    • Hee that enjoyes a patient Minde, Can Pleasures in Afflictions finde.
    • All is not Gold, which makes a show; But, what the Touchstone findeth so.
    • Apollo shoots not ev'ry day, But, sometime on his Harpe doth play.
    • Live, ever mindfull of thy dying; For, Time is alwayes from thee flying.
    • In ev'ry Storme, hee standeth fast, Whose dwelling, on the Rocke is plac'd.
    • That's Friendship, and true-love, indeed, Which firme abides, in time of need.
    • The Sword hath place, till War doth cease; And, usefull is, in time of Peace.
    • A Fortune is ordain'd for thee, According as thy Labours bee.
    • Let none in troublous times repine; For, after Stormes, the Sun will shine.
    • For whatsoever, Man doth strive, The Conquest, God alone, doth give.
    • Since overmuch, will over-fill, Powre am enough; but doe not spill.
    • They passe through many stormes, and streights, Who rise to any glorious heights.
    • God, ever will bee present, there, Where, of one Faith, and Mind they are.
    • Protect mee, if I worthy bee; If I demerit, punish mee.
    • The Tongue, which every secret speakes, Is like a Barrell full of leakes.
    • How ever thou the Viper take, A dang'rous hazzard thou dost make.
    • The gaining of a rich Estate, Seemes, many times, restrain'd by Fate.
    • In all thine Actions, have a care, That no unseemlinesse appeare.
    • Wee, bring the Hony to the Hive; But, others, by our labours thrive.
    • God, by their Names, the Stars doth cal; And, hee is Ruler of them all.
    • Who, Patience tempts, beyond her strength, Will make it Fury, at the length.
    • Hee that is blind, will nothing see, What light soe're about him bee.
    • None knowes, untill the Fight be past, Who shall bee Victor, at the last.
    • Why should I feare the want of Bread? If God so please, I shall bee fed.
    • All Flesh, is like the wither'd Hay, And, so it springs, and fades away.
    • Make use of Time, that's comming on; For, that is perish'd, which is gone.
    • The Garland, He alone shall weare, Who, to the Goale, doth persevere.
  • THE FOVRTH LOTTERIE.
  • A Table for the better finding out of the principall things and matters, mentioned in these Foure Bookes.
  • A Supersedeas to all them, whose custome it is, without any deserving, to importune Authors to give unto them their Bookes.
  • A Direction, shewing how they who are so disposed, shall find out their Chance, in the Lotteries aforegoing.
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