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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>Wee to the Sea, this World may well compare,<lb/>
                                For, ev'ry Man which liveth in the same,<lb/>
                                Is as a Pilot, to some Vessell there,<lb/>
                                Of little size, or else of larger frame.<lb/>
                                Some, have the Boats of their owne Life to guide,<lb/>
                                Some, of whole Families doe row the Barge,<lb/>
                                Some, governe petty Towneships too, beside,<lb/>
                                (To those compar'd, which of small Barkes have charge)<lb/>
                                Some others, rule great Provinces; and, they<lb/>
                                Resemble Captaines of huge Argoses:<lb/>
                                But, when of Kingdomes, any gayne the Sway,<lb/>
                                To Generalls of Fleets, we liken these.<lb/>
                                Each hath his proper Course to him assign'd,<lb/>
                                His Card, his Compasse, his due Tacklings, too;<lb/>
                                And, if their Businesse, as they ought, they mind,<lb/>
                                They may accomplish all they have to doe.<lb/>
                                But, most Men leave the Care of their owne Course,<lb/>
                                To judge or follow others, in their wayes;<lb/>
                                And, when their Follies make their Fortunes worse,<lb/>
                                They curse the Destiny, which they should prayse.<lb/>
                                For, Waves, and Windes, and that oft-changing Weather<lb/>
                                Which many blame, as cause of all their Losses,<lb/>
                                (Though they observe it not) helpes bring together<lb/>
                                Those Hopes, which their owne Wisedome, often crosses.<lb/>
                                Regard not, therefore much, what those things be,<lb/>
                                Which come, without thy fault, to thwart thy Way;<lb/>
                                Nor, how, Rash-Lookers-on will censure thee;<lb/>
                                But, faithfully, to doe thy part, assay:<lb/>
                                For, if thou shalt not from this Counsell vary,<lb/>
                                Let my Hopes faile me, if thy Hopes miscarry.<lb/>
                            </p>
                        
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TIPE emblempictura
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IIHIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN A king and a sailor in a sailing-ship; the king at the helm
SOURCE_FILE embstma_1903.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE embstma_1903_fac037
MOTTO_LA <p>DUM CLAVUM RECTUM TENEAM.</p>
                        
HIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 25H23
; 25I12
; 44B113
; 44B191
; 44B192
; 45K122
; 46C215(ANCHOR)
; 46C223
; 46C24(+22)
; 46C2711(PILOT)
; 46C2711(STEERSMAN)
; 46C2852
; 53C2(+4)
; 57A25(+4)
; 86(DUM CLAVUM RECTUM TENEAM)
MOTTO_EN <p>He, that his Course directly Steeres,<lb/>
                                Nor Stormes, nor Windy-Censures feares.</p>
                        
URL_IMAGE embstma_1903_pic037.jpg
ID embstma_1903_emblem037
MOTTO_LA_NORM Dum clavum rectum teneam
CHILDREN 
CHILDREN_SQRT 0