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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>When, with a serious musing, I behold<lb/>
                                The gratefull, and obsequious Marigold,<lb/>
                                How duely, ev'ry morning, she displayes<lb/>
                                Her open brest, when Titan spreads his Rayes;<lb/>
                                How she observes him in his daily walke,<lb/>
                                Still bending towards him, her tender stalke;<lb/>
                                How, when he downe declines, she droopes and mournes,<lb/>
                                Bedew'd (as 'twere) with teares, till he returnes;<lb/>
                                And, how she vailes her Flow'rs, when he is gone,<lb/>
                                As if she scorned to be looked on<lb/>
                                By an inferiour Eye ; or, did contemne<lb/>
                                To wayt upon a meaner Light, then Him.<lb/>
                                When this I meditate, me-thinkes, the Flowers<lb/>
                                Have spirits, farre more generous, then ours;<lb/>
                                And, give us faire Examples, to despise<lb/>
                                The servile Fawnings, and Idolatries,<lb/>
                                Wherewith, we court these earthly things below,<lb/>
                                Which merit not the service we bestow.<lb/>
                                But, oh my God! though groveling I appeare<lb/>
                                Vpon the Ground, (and have a rooting here,<lb/>
                                Which hales me downward) yet in my desire,<lb/>
                                To that, which is above mee, I aspire:<lb/>
                                And, all my best Affections I professe<lb/>
                                To Him, that is the Sunne of Righteousnesse.<lb/>
                                Oh! keepe the Morning of his Incarnation,<lb/>
                                The burning Noone-tide of his bitter Passion,<lb/>
                                The Night of his Descending, and the Height<lb/>
                                Of his Ascension, ever in my sight:<lb/>
                                That imitating him, in what I may,<lb/>
                                I never follow an inferiour Way.<lb/>
                            </p>
                        
PREV embstma_1903_emblem150
SEQ 151
PARENT embstma_1903
TYPE emblem pictura
TIPE emblempictura
NEXT embstma_1903_emblem152
IIHIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN A sunflower following the sun
SOURCE_FILE embstma_1903.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE embstma_1903_fac205
MOTTO_LA <p>NON INFERIORA SECUTUS.</p>
                        
HIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 11M44
; 11Q03
; 24A6
; 25G3
; 25G41(SUNFLOWER)
; 25H213
; 25I2
; 41A163
; 46C232
; 86(NON INFERIORA SECUTUS)
MOTTO_EN <p>Whil'st I, the Sunne's bright Face may view,<lb/>
                                I will no meaner Light pursue.</p>
                        
URL_IMAGE embstma_1903_pic205.jpg
ID embstma_1903_emblem151
MOTTO_LA_NORM Non inferiora secutus
CHILDREN 
CHILDREN_SQRT 0