Emblems Divine and Moral

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J. Bennet, 1839 - Emblems - 240 pages
 

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Page 4 - What well-advised ear regards What earth can say ? Thy words are gold, but thy rewards Are painted clay : Thy cunning can but pack the cards, Thou canst not play : Thy game at weakest, still thou vy'st ; If seen, and then revy'd, deny'st : Thou art not what thou seem'st ; false world, thou ly'st.
Page 13 - Woe unto you that are full ! for ye shall hunger. Woe unto you that laugh now! for ye shall mourn and weep.
Page 4 - Thy babbling tongue tells golden tales Of endless treasure ; Thy bounty offers easy sales Of lasting pleasure ; Thou ask'st the conscience what she ails, And swear'st to ease her : There's none can want where thou supply'st: There 's none can give where thy deny'st.
Page 1 - Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea ! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time.
Page 4 - Enter ye in at the strait gate : for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat : because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, that leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it...
Page 99 - I LOVE, and have some cause to love, the earth; She is my Maker's creature, therefore good; She is my mother, for she gave me birth; She is my tender nurse — she gives me food. But...
Page 151 - O that they were wise, that they understood this, that they would consider their latter end!
Page 4 - I call heaven and earth to record against you this day, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing, therefore choose life, that thou and thy seed may live.
Page 92 - Her wasted talent, and, unrais'd, aspire In this sad moulting time of her desire ? Not first belov'd, have I the power to love; I cannot stir, but as thou please to move me, Nor can my heart return thee love, until thou love me.

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