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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>A travailer, when he must undertake<lb/>
                                To seek his passage, o're some Frozen Lake,<lb/>
                                With leisure, and with care, he will assay<lb/>
                                The glassy smoothnesse of that Icie-way,<lb/>
                                Lest he may slip, by walking over-fast;<lb/>
                                Or, breake the crackling Pavement, by his hast:<lb/>
                                And, so (for want of better taking heed)<lb/>
                                Incurre the mischiefes of Vnwary-speed.<lb/>
                                We are all Travellers ; and, all of us<lb/>
                                Have many passages, as dangerous,<lb/>
                                As Frozen lakes ; and, Slippery-wayes, we tread,<lb/>
                                In which our Lives may soone be forfeited,<lb/>
                                (With all our hopes of Life-eternall, too)<lb/>
                                Unlesse, we well consider what we doe.<lb/>
                                There is no private Way, or publicke Path,<lb/>
                                But rubs, or holes, or slipp'rinesse it hath,<lb/>
                                Whereby, wee shall with Mischiefes meet; unlesse,<lb/>
                                Wee walke it, with a stedfast-warmesse.<lb/>
                                The steps to Honour, are on Pinacles<lb/>
                                Compos'd of melting Snow, and Isicles;<lb/>
                                And, they who tread not nicely on their tops,<lb/>
                                Shall on a suddaine slip from all their hopes.<lb/>
                                Yea, ev'n that way, which is both sure and holy,<lb/>
                                And, leades the Minde from Vanities and Folly,<lb/>
                                Is with so many other Path-wayes crost,<lb/>
                                As, that, by Rashnesse, it may soone be lost;<lb/>
                                Vnlesse, we well deliberate, upon<lb/>
                                Those Tracts, in which our Ancestours have gone:<lb/>
                                And, they who with more haste, then heed, will runne,<lb/>
                                May lose the way, in which they well begunne.<lb/>
                            </p>
                        
PREV embstma_1903_emblem118
SEQ 119
PARENT embstma_1903
TYPE emblem pictura
TIPE emblempictura
NEXT embstma_1903_emblem120
IIHIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN An old man slowly walking on ice in a village
SOURCE_FILE embstma_1903.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE embstma_1903_fac155
MOTTO_LA <p>PEDETENTIM.</p>
                        
HIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 23F41
; 25I24
; 25I245
; 26D4
; 31A233
; 31A235
; 31A25312
; 41A723
; 41D221(HAT)
; 41D263
; 43C244
; 51MM1(+4)
; 54A2(+4)
; 86(PEDETENTIM)
MOTTO_EN <p>His Pace, must wary be, and slow,<lb/>
                                That hath a Slippery-way to goe.</p>
                        
URL_IMAGE embstma_1903_pic155.jpg
ID embstma_1903_emblem119
MOTTO_LA_NORM Pedetentim
CHILDREN 
CHILDREN_SQRT 0