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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>When you have heeded, by your Eyes of sense,<lb/>
                                This Helmet, hiving of a Swarme of Bees,<lb/>
                                Consider, what may gather'd be from thence,<lb/>
                                And, what your Eye of Vnderstanding sees.<lb/>
                                That Helmet, and, those other Weapons, there,<lb/>
                                Betoken Warre ; the Honey-making, Flyes,<lb/>
                                An Emblem of a happy Kingdome, are,<lb/>
                                Injoying Peace, by painfull Industries:<lb/>
                                And, when, all these together are exprest,<lb/>
                                As in this Emblem, where the Bees, doe seeme<lb/>
                                To make their dwelling, in a Plumed-Crest,<lb/>
                                A Morall is implyed, worth esteeme.<lb/>
                                For, these inferre, mysteriously, to me,<lb/>
                                That, Peace, and Art, and Thrift, most firme abides,<lb/>
                                In those Re-publikes, where, Armes cherisht bee;<lb/>
                                And, where, true Martiall-discipline, resides.<lb/>
                                When, of their Stings, the Bees, disarm'd, become,<lb/>
                                They, who, on others Labours, use to prey,<lb/>
                                Incourag'd are, with violence, to come,<lb/>
                                And, beare their Honey, and, their Waxe, away.<lb/>
                                So when a People, meerely, doe affect<lb/>
                                To gather Wealth; and (foolishly secure)<lb/>
                                Defences necessary, quite neglect;<lb/>
                                Their Foes, to spoyle their Land, it will allure.<lb/>
                                Long Peace, brings Warre ; and, Warre, brings Peace, againe:<lb/>
                                For, when the smart of Warfare seizeth on them,<lb/>
                                They crye, Alarme ; and, then, to fight, are faine,<lb/>
                                Vntill, their Warre, another Peace, hath wonne them;<lb/>
                                And, out of their old rusty Helmets, then,<lb/>
                                New Bees doe swarme, and, fall to worke agen.
                        </p>
                        
PREV embstma_1903_emblem077
SEQ 78
PARENT embstma_1903
TYPE emblem pictura
TIPE emblempictura
NEXT embstma_1903_emblem079
IIHIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN A helmet is used as a hive by a swarm of bees
SOURCE_FILE embstma_1903.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE embstma_1903_fac096
MOTTO_LA <p>EX BELLO PAX.</p>
                        
HIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 25F38(OSTRICH)(+352)
; 25F711(BEE)(+5262)
; 25H114
; 25I3
; 45A10
; 45A20
; 45A231
; 45C14(LANCE)
; 45C13(SWORD)
; 45C19(SHIELD)
; 45C221
; 47I242(+0)
; 47I243(+95262)
; 86(EX BELLO PAX)
MOTTO_EN <p>The Bees, will in an Helmet breed;<lb/>
                                And, Peace, doth after Warre, succeed.</p>
                        
URL_IMAGE embstma_1903_pic096.jpg
ID embstma_1903_emblem078
MOTTO_LA_NORM Ex bello pax
CHILDREN 
CHILDREN_SQRT 0