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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>How Fond are they, who spend their pretious Time<lb/>
                                In still pursuing their deceiving Pleasures?<lb/>
                                And they, that unto ayery Titles clime<lb/>
                                Or tyre themselves in hoording up of Treasures?<lb/>
                                For, these are Death's, who, when with wearinesse<lb/>
                                They have acquited most, sweepes all away;<lb/>
                                And leaves them, for their Labors, to possesse<lb/>
                                Nought but a raw-bon'd Carcasse lapt in clay.<lb/>
                                Of twenty hundred thousands, who, this houre<lb/>
                                Vaunt much, of those Possessions they have got;<lb/>
                                Of their new purchac'd Honours, or, the Power,<lb/>
                                By which, they seeme to have advanc't their Lott:<lb/>
                                Of this great Multitude, there shall not Three<lb/>
                                Remaine, for any Future age to know;<lb/>
                                But perish quite, and quite forgotten bee,<lb/>
                                As Beasts, devoured twice ten yeares agoe.<lb/>
                                Thou, therefore, who desir'st for aye to live,<lb/>
                                And to possesse thy Labors maugre Death,<lb/>
                                To needfull Arts and honest Actions, give<lb/>
                                Thy Spanne of Time, and thy short blast of Breath.<lb/>
                                In holy Studies, exercise thy Mind;<lb/>
                                In workes of Charity, thy Hands imploy;<lb/>
                                That Knowledge, and that Treasure, seeke to find,<lb/>
                                Which may enrich thy Heart with perfect Ioy.<lb/>
                                So, though obscured thou appeare, awhile,<lb/>
                                Despised, poore, or borne to Fortunes low,<lb/>
                                Thy Vertue shall acquire a nobler stile,<lb/>
                                Then greatest Kings are able to bestow:<lb/>
                                And, gaine thee those Possessions, which, nor They,<lb/>
                                Nor Time, nor Death, have power to take away.<lb/>
                            </p>
                        
SEQ 1
PARENT embstma_1903
TYPE emblem pictura
TIPE emblempictura
MOTTO_EN_NORM By Knowledge only, Life we gain, all other things to Death pertain
NEXT embstma_1903_emblem002
IIHIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN A scholar studying an armillary sphere, his hand resting on a book; Death at a table covered with symbols of worldly richess.
SOURCE_FILE embstma_1903.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE embstma_1903_fac001
MOTTO_LA <p>VIVITUR INGENIO CAETERA MORTIS ERUNT.</p>
                        
HIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 25G3
; 25G3(+225)
; 25G3(+27)
; 25G41
; 25H114
; 31A2352
; 31A2511(+933)
; 31A2515(+52)
; 31A2515(+933)
; 31B6211
; 31F26
; 41A711
; 41A713
; 41A723
; 41A7711
; 41D212
; 41D2661
; 44B191
; 44B192
; 46A1632
; 49C01
; 49C3
; 49E122
; 49MM32
; 52A5(+4)
; 57AA661(+4)
; 86(VIVITUR INGENIO CAETERA MORTIS ERUNT)
MOTTO_EN <p>By Knowledge onely, Life wee gaine,<lb/>
                                All other things to Death pertaine.</p>
                        
URL_IMAGE embstma_1903_pic001.jpg
ID embstma_1903_emblem001
MOTTO_LA_NORM Vivitur ingenio caetera mortis erunt
CHILDREN 
CHILDREN_SQRT 0