Quarles' emblems, illustr. by C. Bennett and W.H. Rogers

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James Nisbet, 1861 - Emblems - 321 pages
 

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Page 82 - 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 81 - FALSE world, thou ly'st : thou canst not lend The least delight : Thy favours cannot gain a friend, They are so slight : Thy morning pleasures make an end To please at night : Poor are the wants that thou supply'st : And yet thou vaunt'st, and yet thou vy'st With Heaven ; fond earth, thou boast'st ; false world, thou ly'st.
Page 171 - Until his flames be quench'd or laid aside ? What, if my feet should take their hasty flight, And seek protection in the shades of night ? Alas ! no shades can blind the GOD of light. What, if my soul should take the wings of day, And find some desert? If she springs away, The wings of vengeance clip as fast as they.
Page 205 - Then Esther the queen answered and said, If I have found favour in thy sight, O king, and if it please the king, let my life be given me at my petition, and my people at my request : for we are sold, I and my people, to be destroyed, to be slain, and to perish.
Page 59 - 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 255 - And restless beats his crystal'd iv'ry case, With vain impatience jets from place to place, And seeks the bosom of his frozen bride ; At length he slacks his motion, and doth rest His trembling point at his bright pole's beloved breast.
Page 252 - I my best beloved's am; thus he is mine. He is my altar; I, his holy place; I am his guest, and he my living food...
Page 109 - CAN nothing settle my uncertain breast, And fix my rambling love ? Can my affections find out nothing best, But still and still remove ? Has earth no mercy? Will no ark of rest Receive my restless dove ? Is there no good, than which there's nothing higher, To bless my full desire With joys that never change ; with joys that ne'er expire...
Page 153 - God, thou art my Way, my Life, my Light. Thou art my Way ; I wander, if thou fly : Thou art my Light ; if hid, how blind am I ! Thou art my Life ; if thou withdraw, I die.
Page 264 - In having all things, and not thee, what have I? Not having thee, what have my labours got? Let me enjoy but thee, what further crave I? And having thee alone, what have I not? I wish nor sea nor land ; nor would I be Possessed of heaven, heaven unpossessed of thee.

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