Emblems, divine and moral (1824) (14769893053)

Identifier: emblemsdivinemor03quar (find matches)
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
Digitizing Sponsor: Duke University Libraries



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slimes ?No, we must fly like eagles; and our rhymesMust mount to Heavn, and reach th Olympic ear:Our Heavn-blown fire must seek no other sphere. Thou great Theanthropos,* that givst andcrownstThy gifts in dust, and from our dunghill ownstReflected honour, taking by retailWhat thou hast givn in gross, from lapsed, frail,And sinful man : that drinkst full draughts, whereinThy childrens leprous fingers, scurfd with sin,Have paddled: cleanse, O cleanse my crafty soulFrom secret crimes, and let my thoughts controlMy thoughts ! 0 teach me stoutly to denyMyself, that I may be no longer I!Enrich my fancy, clarify my thoughts;Refine my dross; O wink at human faults!And through this slender conduit of my quillConvey thy current, whose clear stream may fillThe hearts of men with love, their tongues with praise:Crown me with glory; take, who list, the. bays. * Theanthropos is compounded of the Greek words Qtog,God, and avQfwnog, man; and is a title given to ourSaviour, as being both God and man.
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Xotus 3lunclns aiiiTalioTio viralilrg-ji.o poJUus eft.T/nuv afi t/icJ//.v tkatJfaa curtains rn Ettrtfi,J/-tTeat?not taste ? not touch ? not cast an eyeUpmrthe fruit of this fair tree ? and why ?Why eatst thou not what Hfcavn ordaind for food ?Or canst thou think that bad which Heavn calld good?Why was it made, if not to be enjoyd ?Neglect of favours makes a favour void:Blessings unusd pervert into a wasteAs well as surfeits: woman, do but taste :See how the laden boughs make silent suitTo be enjoyd ; look how their bending fruitMeet thee half-way : observe but how they crouchTo kiss thy hand: coy woman, do but touch :Mark what a pure vermilion blush has diedTheir swelling cheeks, and how for shame they hide * EMBLEMS. BOOK I. Their palsy heads, to see themselves stand byNeglected : woman, do bu