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<p>MAIDEN! will you never learn <lb/> All the lessons Flowers teach,<lb/> And that each of them in turn<lb/> Hath its potent power of speech?<lb/> In the early violet's bloom,<lb/> Modest mien, and sweet perfume,<lb/> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac086"/> In the daisy of the mead,<lb/> If you have the mind to read,<lb/> Simple though to you they seem,<lb/> Each affords its moral theme!<lb/> Ev'ry Rose that here you see,<lb/> Ev're Flower that blooms a-field,<lb/> Whatsoe'er their Beauty be,<lb/> Must alike that Beauty yield!<lb/> Aye! believe me, maiden fair,<lb/> Whatsoe'er the Gard'ner's care,<lb/> Whatsoe'er his skill may be,<lb/> It but little needs, to see<lb/> That which is so fair to day<lb/> Vanish like a dream away!<lb/> Let there come a chilling rain,<lb/> Nipping wind or slightest frost,<lb/> Few would lift their heads again-<lb/> All their Beauty would be lost!<lb/> Or, e'en let the Sun, whose light<lb/> Calls to life their colours brigth,<lb/> But too fiercely on them shine,<lb/> Straight you'll see their bloom decline,<lb/> Wither'd by too great excess<lb/> Of that very Sun's caress!<lb/> Maidens! and Young Women all! <lb/> Learn then as you should from this,<lb/> All the ills that youth befall,<lb/> And how sleeting Beaty is!<lb/> Lips that with the coral vie,<lb/> Witching Beauty of the eye,<lb/> Ev'ry charm of form and face,<lb/> Whatsoe'er their winning grace,<lb/> Have their Emblem of decay<lb/> In the Rose of yesterday!<lb/> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac087"/> Maiden, there is something too,<lb/> Woman's Beauty ne'er desied,<lb/> Though as rich in charms as you,<lb/> And as full of youthful pride.<lb/> You have but to look at me,<lb/> And you may that something see,<lb/> That can steal away each grace,<lb/> And in little time deface,-<lb/> Whatsoever be your care, -<lb/> All that makes you now so fair.<lb/> Time! it is, whose stealthy wing<lb/> Throwns on all alike its shade, -<lb/> Fades the bloom of ev'ry thing,<lb/> Howsoever fair 'twas made!<lb/> Time! though it so softly treads,<lb/> Silent ruin round us spreads;<lb/> And as Age has done by me,<lb/> If you live, you'll furely see-<lb/> Beauty'f but an idle boast,<lb/> Your's to-day; to-morrow lost!<lb/> But there is a beauty yet,<lb/> Far more lasting in the wear;<lb/> That which Virtue doth beget,<lb/> Fadeless-bright-beyond compare:<lb/> Make that Beauty your's, fair maid;<lb/> Time o'er that can cast no shade;<lb/> And when wrinkled that fair brow,<lb/> 'T will be fairer far than now,-<lb/> With a Beauty that shall gain<lb/> Lasting Love in God's domain.</p> <p>As for Man, his days are a grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.<lb/> For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone: and the place thereof shall know it no<lb/> more.-Psalm ciii. 15,16.</p> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac088"/> <p>SUCH is lights love to Heaven, that still above<lb/> It mounts, and cannot to the center move;<lb/> Hold you it under, it will upward reach,<lb/> And through its ruinous body make a breach.<lb/> Our soule doth bend our bodies stranght and even,<lb/> As with it selfe, it would them raise to Heaven;<lb/> But all in vaine it undergoes such toyle,<lb/> The body will not leave its native soyle:<lb/> Age pulls it downe, and makes it stoope full low,<lb/> Till death doth give his fatall overthrow<lb/> Then through the bodies breach the Soule doth rise,<lb/> And like a conquerour, mount to the skyes.<lb/> FARLIE'S Emblems.</p> |
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emblem pictura |
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A young and an old woman in a garden, both holding a bunch of flowers |
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25F36(SWAN) 25G41(TULIP)(+32) 25G411 31AA331(+0) 31D13 31D17 41A621(+0) 41A651 41A673(+0) 51D4 54FF13(+0) 86(EVERY FLOWER LOSES ITS PERFUME AT LAST) 86(OGNI FIORE AL FIN PERDE L'ODORE) |
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<p>EVERY FLOWER LOSES ITS PERFUME AT LAST</p> |
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