Quarles' emblems, divine and moral- together with hieroglyphics of the life of man (1800) (14745669954)

Identifier: quarlesemblemsdi00quar (find matches)
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
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign



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thoughts : O teach me ftoutly to deny.;Myfelf, that I may be no longer I:Enrich my fancy, clarify my thoughts,Refine my drofs ; O wink at human faults ;And, through the flender current of my quill,Convey thy current, whofe clear ft reams may fillThe hearts of men with love, their tongues with praifc ;Crown me with glory, take who lift the bays. I. James i. 14. Every man is tempted, when he is drawn away by his own lujiy andenticed. Serpent. Eve. ^^r/.;^TOt eat? nottafter not touch? notcaft an eyeJ^^ Upon the fruit of this fair tree ? And why ?Why eatft thou not what Heavn ordaind for food ?Or canft thou tliink that bad which Heavn calld good?Why was it made, if not to beenjoy*dfNegleQ: of favours makes a favour- void :Bleftings unusd, pervert into a wafte,As well as furfeits ; woman, do but tafte:See how the laden boughs make filent fuitTo be enjoydi look how their bending fruitMeet thee half way : obferve but how they crouchTo kifs tjiy hand j coy woman, do but touch : Mark Bl z-/^./
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Totus Mimdus itxiraHgTuj 3Ialilig:njo poEtus eft.ThuA a// eAe J7l.f thai Jian ^lovt/iins rn J^fwfh .^^rorn S^es fracf Tree /tr^t e/lmt their fiitaf £ireh . iBooK 1. EMBLEMS. 9 Mark what a pure vermilion bluih has dyd Their fwelling cheeks ; and how for Ihame they hide Their palfy heads, to fee themfelves (land by Negkdled : Woman, do but caft an eye. What bounteous Heav*n ordaindfor ufe, refufe net; Come, pull and eat: yabufe the thing ye ufe not. Eve, W^ifeft of beafls, our great Creator didReferve this tree, and this alone forbid;The reft are freely ours, which doubtlefs areAs pleafiug to the tafce ; to th eye as fair:But touching this, his ftridl commands are fuch,*Tis death to tarte, no lefs than death to touch. Serp. Pi ill \ deaths a fable : did not Heav*n infpircYour equal elements with 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 ?