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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>The prettie Bees, with daily paines contrive<lb/>
                                Their curious Combes, and from the flowry Fields,<lb/>
                                Doe bring that pleasant sweetnesse to their Hive,<lb/>
                                Which Nectar, and Ambrosiack dainties, yeelds,<lb/>
                                Yet, when themselves with labours they have tir'd,<lb/>
                                The following Winters famine to prevent,<lb/>
                                For their good service, either they are fir'd,<lb/>
                                Or, forth into an emptie Hive are sent:<lb/>
                                And, there, with slender diet they are served,<lb/>
                                To leave another Summers worke, to those<lb/>
                                Who take no care, though all the swarme be starved,<lb/>
                                If weake and quite past labour once it growes.<lb/>
                                As with such Bees, it fares with many a one,<lb/>
                                That, spends his youthfull time in honest thrift;<lb/>
                                And, by the Waspe, the Hornet, or the Drone,<lb/>
                                Of all their labours, they are soone bereft.<lb/>
                                Sometime, the bordring Flies, much wrong this brood,<lb/>
                                Through idle visitings ; or, them despoyle,<lb/>
                                By making friendly shewes of neighbourhood ;<lb/>
                                When, all their Complements, are nought but guile.<lb/>
                                Sometime, their powerfull Foes doe rob them quite;<lb/>
                                Sometime, their Lords, or Landlords, with pretence,<lb/>
                                Of claiming only what is just and right,<lb/>
                                Oppresse them without mercie, or defence.<lb/>
                                Thus, by one course or other, daily, some<lb/>
                                (That are laborious in an honest way)<lb/>
                                The prey of Pride, or Idlenesse become:<lb/>
                                And, such as these, may therefore truely say,<lb/>
                                That, whatsoever they to passe have brought,<lb/>
                                Not for themselves, but others, they have wrought.<lb/>
                            </p>
                        
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SEQ 192
PARENT embstma_1903
TYPE emblem pictura
TIPE emblempictura
NEXT embstma_1903_emblem193
IIHIM GUL
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; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN reserved for caption
SOURCE_FILE embstma_1903.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE embstma_1903_fac246
MOTTO_LA <p>NON NOBIS.</p>
                        
HIM GUL
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 86(NON NOBIS)
MOTTO_EN <p>Wee, bring the Hony to the Hive ;<lb/>
                                But, others, by our labours thrive.</p>
                        
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ID embstma_1903_emblem192
MOTTO_LA_NORM Non nobis
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CHILDREN_SQRT 0