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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>A Massie Mil-stone up a tedious Hill,<lb/>
                                With mighty Labour, Sisyphus doth roll;<lb/>
                                Which being rais'd-aloft, downe-tumbleth, still,<lb/>
                                To keepe imployed his afflicted Soule.<lb/>
                                On him, this tedious Labour is impos'd;<lb/>
                                And (though in vaine) it must be still assayd:<lb/>
                                But, some, by no Necessity inclos'd,<lb/>
                                Vpon themselves, such needlesse Taskes have layd.<lb/>
                                Yea, knowing not (or caring not to know)<lb/>
                                That they are worne and weary'd out in vaine,<lb/>
                                They madly toyle to plunge themselves in Woe;<lb/>
                                And, seeke uncertaine Ease, in certaine Paine.<lb/>
                                Such Fooles are they, who dreame they can acquire<lb/>
                                A Minde-content, by Lab'ring still for more:<lb/>
                                For, Wealth encreasing, doth encrease Desire,<lb/>
                                And makes Contentment lesser then before.<lb/>
                                Such Fooles are they, whose Hopes doe vainely stretch<lb/>
                                To climbe by Titles, to a happy Height:<lb/>
                                For, having gotten one Ambitious-Reach,<lb/>
                                Another comes perpetually in sight.<lb/>
                                And, their stupidity is nothing lesse,<lb/>
                                Who dreame that Flesh and Blood may raysed be<lb/>
                                Up to the Mount of perfect-Holinesse:<lb/>
                                For (at our best) corrupt and vile are we.<lb/>
                                Yet, we are bound by Faith, with Love and Hope,<lb/>
                                To roll the Stone of Good-Endeavour, still,<lb/>
                                As neere as may be, to Perfections top,<lb/>
                                Though backe againe it tumble downe the Hill.<lb/>
                                So; What our Workes had never power to doe,<lb/>
                                God's Grace, at last, shall freely bring us to.<lb/>
                            </p>
                        
PREV embstma_1903_emblem010
SEQ 11
PARENT embstma_1903
TYPE emblem pictura
TIPE emblempictura
ANNOT This is not a print of the same plate as embhab_21_2_eth-1_019
NEXT embstma_1903_emblem012
IIHIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN Sisyphus is pushing a millstone inscribed with his name uphill; God is waiting at the top of the hill with outspread arms
SOURCE_FILE embstma_1903.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE embstma_1903_fac011
MOTTO_LA <p>AD SCOPUM LICET AEGRE ET FRUSTRA.</p>
                        
HIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 11C23
; 11L54134(+0)
; 25F26(RABBIT)(+421)
; 25G11
; 25H113
; 25H214
; 25I12
; 31AA2513
; 31D16
; 46C24
; 47D7(MILL-STONE)
; 54BB2(+4)
; 56F11(+4)
; 93E82
; 86(AD SCOPUM LICET AEGRE ET FRUSTRA)
; 86(SISYPHUS)
MOTTO_EN <p>A Foole, in Folly taketh Paine,<lb/>
                                Although he labour still in vaine.</p>
                        
URL_IMAGE embstma_1903_pic011.jpg
ID embstma_1903_emblem011
MOTTO_LA_NORM Ad scopum licet aegre et frustra
CHILDREN 
CHILDREN_SQRT 0