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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>When, all the yeare, our fields are fresh and greene,<lb/>
                                And, while sweet Flowers, and Sunshine, every day,<lb/>
                                (As oft, as need requireth) come betweene<lb/>
                                The Heav'ns and earth; they heedles passe away.<lb/>
                                The fulnes, and continuance, of a blessing,<lb/>
                                Doth make us to be senseles of the good:<lb/>
                                And, if it sometime flie not our possessing,<lb/>
                                The sweetnesse of it, is not understood.<lb/>
                                Had wee no Winter, Sommer would be thought<lb/>
                                Not halfe so pleasing: And, if Tempests were not,<lb/>
                                Such Comforts could not by a Calme, be brought:<lb/>
                                For, things, save by their Opposites appeare not.<lb/>
                                Both health, and wealth, is tastles unto some;<lb/>
                                And, so is ease, and every other pleasure,<lb/>
                                Till poore, or sicke, or grieved, they become:<lb/>
                                And, then, they relish these, in ampler measure.<lb/>
                                God, therefore (full as kinde, as he is wise )<lb/>
                                So tempreth all the Favours he will doe us,<lb/>
                                That, wee, his Bounties, may the better prize;<lb/>
                                And, make his Chastisements lesse bitter to us.<lb/>
                                One while, a scorching Indignation burnes<lb/>
                                The Flowers and Blosomes of our Hopes, away;<lb/>
                                Which into Scarsitie, our Plentie turnes,<lb/>
                                And, changeth vnmowne-Grasse to parched Hay ;<lb/>
                                Anon, his fruitfull showres, and pleasing dewes,<lb/>
                                Commixt with cheerefull Rayes, he sendeth downe;<lb/>
                                And then the Barren-earth her cropp renewes,<lb/>
                                Which with rich Harvests, Hills, and Vallies Crowne:<lb/>
                                For, as to relish Ioyes, he sorrow sends,<lb/>
                                So, Comfort on Temptation, still, attends.<lb/>
                            </p>
                        
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TYPE emblem pictura
TIPE emblempictura
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IIHIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN Flowers withering because of sunshine, and revived by rain
SOURCE_FILE embstma_1903.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE embstma_1903_fac076
MOTTO_LA <p>POST TENTATIONEM CONSOLATIO.</p>
                        
HIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 24A6
; 25G41(+35)
; 25H114
; 26B
; 26B9
; 56BB1(+4)
; 56BB19(+4)
; 86(POST TENTATIONEM CONSOLATIO)
MOTTO_EN <p>When wee have greatest Griefes and Feares,<lb/>
                                Then, Consolation sweet'st appeares.</p>
                        
URL_IMAGE embstma_1903_pic076.jpg
ID embstma_1903_emblem058
MOTTO_LA_NORM Post tentationem consolatio
CHILDREN 
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