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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>ALAS! Alas! WHat have I done?<lb/>
                                        Oh! Woe is me this day:<lb/>
                                        My Pitcher's broke!-all from this fun,-<lb/>
                                        This sily, romping play.<lb/>
                                        Oh! sad! what will my Mother fay?<lb/>
                                        Her words have come too true!<lb/>
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                                        On me alone the blame she'll lay,<lb/>
                                        Whatever shall I do?<lb/>
                                        And yet full many a time and oft,<lb/>
                                        In this same Pitcher too,<lb/>
                                        I've water drawn both hard and soft,<lb/>
                                        Nor had mishap to rue:<lb/>
                                        Pumpt water in ano thrown it out,<lb/>
                                        And pumpt it full again,<lb/>
                                        Nor e'en so much as chipp'd the spout,<lb/>
                                        For Mother to complain.<lb/>
                                        Alas! that I could ever be<lb/>
                                        So heedless of her say-<lb/>
                                        The warning she would give to me,<lb/>
                                        And, alsmost ev'ry day!<lb/>
                                        But here about young fellows are<lb/>
                                        So rollicking and free;<lb/>
                                        Pull girls about so much, nor care;<lb/>
                                        And most of all p'rhaps me.<lb/>
                                        That Hans there of our Village, he's <lb/>
                                        So rough and wild alway;<lb/>
                                        If I won't speak, he'll sulk, or tease<lb/>
                                        Whene'er I pass his way.<lb/>
                                        And I'm good natur'd too I know,<lb/>
                                        And where is then the blame,<lb/>
                                        I love a laugh sometimes, and who<lb/>
                                        At heart but does the same?<lb/>
                                        And I and other girls when we<lb/>
                                        Perchance together meet,<lb/>
                                        Some lads are always sure to be<lb/>
                                        At games about the street;<lb/>
                                        And so it was just now, althought<lb/>
                                        I did all I could do,<lb/>
                                        For Water first my way to go,<lb/>
                                        When Hans he joined us too.<lb/>
                                        Then there began a game all round<lb/>
                                        Of running-jibe and joke,<lb/>
                                        When down we came upon the ground,<lb/>
                                        And I my pitcher broke!<lb/>
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                                        And thus I've found the saying true,<lb/>
                                        I've many times heard spoken,<lb/>
                                        ''The Pot that goed to oft unto<lb/>
                                        The Well, at last gets broken.''</p>
                                   <p>TANT va la cruche à l'eau, que le manche y demeure.<lb/>
                                        DER Krug gienge so lang zur buch<lb/>
                                        Bis er zu lest zerbruch.<lb/>
                                        DER Krug gehet so lang zum brunnen, bis das er bricht.<lb/>
                                        TANTES va la secchia al pozzo, che vi lascia il manico.<lb/>
                                        CONSUMITUR peccando saepiùs pudor.<lb/>
                                        TANTO va la capra al cavolo, che vi lascia la pelle.<lb/>
                                        HET geytjen loopt soo dickwils in de koolen, tot het eens de vacht laet.<lb/>
                                        DE mug die om de keerse sweeft,<lb/>
                                        't Is wonder soo die lange leeft.<lb/>
                                        WIE veel wil mallen,<lb/>
                                        Moet eenmael vallen.<lb/>
                                        Kakoïs [GREEEEEEEK].<lb/>
                                        Is est,<lb/>
                                        MALOS frequentans ipse et evades malus.<lb/>
                                        UNE folie est tost faite.<lb/>
                                        LET! vrysters! wie ontruet u gaen<lb/>
                                        Een malle greep is haest gedaen.<lb/>
                                        BE cautious, maidens, how ye run;<lb/>
                                        A foolish thing is speedy done.</p>
                                   <p>Avoid too much Familiarity.<lb/>
                                        IT is unwise both to use and to permit too great Familiarity. Who become<lb/>
                                        familiar, soon lose the superiority which their previous reserve gave to them; and,<lb/>
                                        consequently, their credit. We should be familiar with none-never with our superiors,<lb/>
                                        because it is dangerous; nor with our inferiors, because it is derogatory; and still<lb/>
                                        less with the vulgar, whose ignorace renders them insolent, and, unable to perceive<lb/>
                                        the honour that is done them, they presume that if it is their due. Familiarity is one<lb/>
                                        of the tendencies of a weak mind. -GRACIAN.<lb/>
                                        THE purest treasure mortal times afford<lb/>
                                        Is-spotless reputatuon; that away,<lb/>
                                        Men are but gilded loam, or painted clay. -SHAKESPEARE, Rich. III.</p>
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                                   <p>AND loth'st thou me, my Soule, loving to goe<lb/>
                                        Elsewhere, I pray thee whither, let me know,<lb/>
                                        Was thou not all this while my deerest mate,<lb/>
                                        My guest, my convoy, consort in estate;<lb/>
                                        While I did florish, thou didst constant prove,<lb/>
                                        My times are darkned now, so is thy love?<lb/>
                                        SOULE. Here as a captive to a keeper, so<lb/>
                                        I tyed was with thee, at list, to goe,<lb/>
                                        Banisht from home: loe now my bonds are loose,<lb/>
                                        Thou dy'st, I glad runne to my fathers house.<lb/>
                                        Soules bond with body hardly maketh breach,<lb/>
                                        Yet this doth dye, and that Heav'ns dwelling reach.<lb/>
                                        FARLIE'S Emblems.</p>
                              
PREV uiuc_83931c29eep_emblem010b
URL_WEBPAGE http://hdl.handle.net/10111/EmblemRegistry:E019342
PARENT uiuc_83931c29eep
TYPE emblem pictura
TIPE emblempictura
MOTTO_EN_NORM The Pot Goeth so Long to the Water, Til at Last it Commeth Broken Home
NEXT uiuc_83931c29eep_emblem011b
SEQ 
IIHIM UIUC
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN A young woman holding a broken pot on a rope, next to a well
SOURCE_FILE uiuc_83931c29eep.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE uiuc_83931c29eep_fac061
HIM UIUC
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 25I3
; 31D13
; 33C4211
; 34B11(+9535)
; 41A3911
; 41A773(+9)
; 47D8(ROPE)
; 86(DE KAN GAAT ZO LANG TE WATER TOT ZE BREEKT)
; 86(THE POT GOETH SO LONG TO THE WATER, TIL AT LAST IT COMMETH BROKEN HOME)
MOTTO_EN <p>THE POT GOETH SO LONG TO THE WATER, TIL AT LAST IT COMMETH BROKEN HOME</p>
                              
URL_IMAGE uiuc_83931c29eep_pic061.jpg
ID uiuc_83931c29eep_emblem011
CHILDREN 
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