Emblems Divine and Moral, Together with Hieroglyphics of the Life of Man

Emblems Divine and Moral, Together with Hieroglyphics of the Life of Man

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1808 edition. Excerpt: ...that find supplies From the deep fountain of my heart arise And cleanse my spots, and clear my lep'rous eyes. 1 have a world of sins to be lamented; I have a sea of tears that must be vented r O spare till then; and then I die contented. S. AUGUST, lib. de Civit. Dei, Cap. x., The time wherein we live, is taken from the space of our life; and what remaineth, is daily made less, insomuch that the time of our life is nothing but a passage to death. S. GREG. Lib. ix. Cap. xliv. in Job. As moderate afflictions bring tears, so immoderate take away tears; insomuch that that iorrow tecometh no sorrow, which, swallowing up the mind of the afflicted, taketh away the sense of the affliction. EPIG. 13. Fear'st thou to go, when such an arm invites thee? Dread'st thou loads of sin? or what affrights thee? If thou begin to fear, thy fear begins; Fool, can he bear thee hence, and not thy sins? Deut. XIV. Deut. xxxii. 29. 0 that they were wise, tlial thev understood this, that they would consider their latter end! Flesh. Spirit.-FY. "TT THAT means my sister's eye so oft to pass VV Thro' the long entry of that optic glass? Tell me what secret virtue doth invite Thy wrinkled eye to such unknown delight? Sp. It helps the sight, makes things remote appear In perfect view, it draws the objects near. Fl. What sense-delighting objects dost thou spy? What doth that glass present before thine eye? Sp. I see thy foe, my reconciled friend, Grim death, ev'n standing at the glass's end: His left hand holds a branch of palm; his right Holds forth a two-edg'd sword. Fl. A proper sight. And is this all? Doth thy prospectus please Th' abused fancy with no shapes but these? Sp. Yes I behold the darken'd sun bereav'n Of all his light, the battlements of heav'n...show more

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  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 127g
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  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236567889
  • 9781236567888