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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>When I observe the Melanchollie Owles,<lb/>
                                Considering with what patience, they sustaine<lb/>
                                The many clamours, of the greater Fowles ;<lb/>
                                And, how the little Chirpers, they disdaine:<lb/>
                                When I remember, how, their Injuries<lb/>
                                They sleight, (who, causeles give them an offence)<lb/>
                                Vouchsafing, scarce to cast aside their eyes<lb/>
                                To looke upon that foolish Insolence.<lb/>
                                Me thinkes, by their Example, I am taught<lb/>
                                To sleight the slaunders of Injurious Tongues ;<lb/>
                                To set the scoffes of Censurers, at naught,<lb/>
                                And, with a brave neglect, to beare out Wrongs.<lb/>
                                Hee, doubtles, whom the Psalmist, long agoe,<lb/>
                                Vnto a lonely Desert-Owle compar'd,<lb/>
                                Did practise thus; And, when I can doe so,<lb/>
                                I, shall for all affronts, become prepar'd.<lb/>
                                And, (though, this Doctrine, Flesh and blood gaine-say)<lb/>
                                Yet, sure, to stopp the malice of Despight,<lb/>
                                There is no better, (nay, no other) way:<lb/>
                                Since, Rage by Opposition gathers Might.<lb/>
                                Good God! vouchsafe, sufficient grace and strength,<lb/>
                                That (though I have not yet, such Patience gott)<lb/>
                                I may attaine this happy gift, at length;<lb/>
                                And, finde the cause, that, yet, I have it not.<lb/>
                                Though me, my Neighbours, and my Foes revile;<lb/>
                                Make me of all their words, a Patient-bearer :<lb/>
                                When er'e I suffer, let me be, the while,<lb/>
                                As is the silent Lambe before the Shearer.<lb/>
                                So; though my speakings, cannot quiet any,<lb/>
                                My Patience may restraine the Tongues of many.<lb/>
                            </p>
                        
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PARENT embstma_1903
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TIPE emblempictura
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IIHIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN An owl that is tied to a post, is threatened by various birds; a fowler catching birds with nets in the background
SOURCE_FILE embstma_1903.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE embstma_1903_fac069
MOTTO_LA <p>NEQUEO COMPESCERE MULTOS.</p>
                        
HIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 11D123(TAU-CROSS)(+0)
; 25F3(+49)
; 25F3(+511)
; 25F3(+512)
; 25F34(+531)
; 25I12
; 34B131
; 34E3
; 43C13
; 43C13(+415)
; 57A72
; 57BB22(+4)
; 57BB25(+4)
; 86(NEQUEO COMPESCERE MULTOS)
MOTTO_EN <p>We best shall quiet clamorous Thronges,<lb/>
                                When, we our selves, can rule our Tongues.</p>
                        
URL_IMAGE embstma_1903_pic069.jpg
ID embstma_1903_emblem051
MOTTO_LA_NORM Nequeo compescere multos
CHILDREN 
CHILDREN_SQRT 0