<p>THE Rose round which of late in such disport,<lb/> So many came t'admire and to court;<lb/> With drooping head now mourns that she should be<lb/> By all forsaken she was wont to see.<lb/> No gentle Zephyr now as yester-noon,<lb/> Comes near to revel in her sweet perfume;<lb/> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac118"/> No Butterfly with wings of varied hue,<lb/> Now hovers near, and stays his flight to view<lb/> Her full-blown beauties-nor as hitherto,<lb/> To kiss from off her breast the pearly dew:<lb/> No tuneful Bee* now hier on eager wing<lb/> His admiration of her charms to sing,<lb/> Nor longer seeks to ristle and to sip<lb/> The honied treasures of her fragant lip.<lb/> And why is this? -the reason soon is told:<lb/> Nor Butterflies nor Bees are grown more cold-<lb/> But thou, poor Rose! -'tis thou art growing old!<lb/> Thy beauties in their prime but yesterday;-<lb/> To-day, alas! are fading fast away!<lb/> Yield thee to Love, sweet youth, while youth is thine;<lb/> Seek thee a mate e'er yet thy youth decline,<lb/> Nor make delay to love, to woo and wed,<lb/> Till Age has strewn its snows upon thine head.<lb/> Of Life's best years waste not the richest bloom<lb/> In fruitless use, for Time in Beauty's tomb;-<lb/> Youth, Strength, and Beauty have not long to stay,<lb/> To-day they're thine-to-morow pass'd away!</p> <p>AMARE juveni fructus, crimen seni.-SENEC. in Proverb.<lb/> DESINE, dulcium<lb/> Mater saeva cupidinum,<lb/> Circà lustra decem flectere mollibus<lb/> Tam durum imperiis. Abi<lb/> Quò blandae juvenum te revocant preces. -HORACE.</p> <p>In Caducum Parietem non inclinandum.<lb/> WHEN the fresh rose first opens to the day,<lb/> 'Tis wooed by all that love round flowers to play:<lb/> But when it droops and all its bloom is o'er,<lb/> No Bee then seeks it for its honey more.</p> <p>*Apes à marcidis floribus abstinere solent: mortuis, ait Plinius, floribus ne quidem corporibus insidunt.</p> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac119"/> <p>So fares it ever with the rich and great<lb/> To poverty reduc'd by adverse Fate:<lb/> Few know them then, or their acquaintance boast;<lb/> Not even those who fawn'd on them the most;<lb/> Smil'd when they smild, and made without a cause<lb/> Each look and word their subjest for applause;<lb/> In sordid worship of that wealth and state<lb/> Which grov'lling minds they pay towards the great.<lb/> Then like the Rose deserted by the Bee,<lb/> When all its wealth of sweets has pass'd away,<lb/> Each shuns the fall'n, nor merit more can see<lb/> In him whose call they truchl'd to obey.</p> <p>MY lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar <lb/> off.-Psalm xxxviii. II.<lb/> MANY will entreat the favour of the prince, and every man is a friend to him that<lb/> giveth gifts; [But] all the brethren of the poor do hate him: how much more do his<lb/> friends go far from him?- Prov. xix. 6, 7.<lb/> SOME friend is a companion at the table, and will not continue in the day of thy<lb/> affliction. In thy prosperity he will be as thyself, and will be bold over thy servants:<lb/> [But] if thou be brought low, he will be against thee, and will hide himself from thy<lb/> face. -Ecclesiasticus vi. 10-12.<lb/> A FRIEND cannot be known in prosperity, and an enemy cannot be hidden in<lb/> adversity. In the prosperity of a man enemies will be grieved, but in his adversity<lb/> even a friend will depart. -Ibid. xii. 8,9.<lb/> WEALTH maketh many friends; but the poor is seperated from his neighbour.<lb/> Prov. xix. 4.<lb/> THERE is a companion which rejoiceth in the prosperity of a friend, but in the<lb/> time of trouble will be against him. There is a companion which helpeth his friend<lb/> for the belly, and taketh up the buckler against the enemy. -Ecclesiasticus xxxvii. 4,5.<lb/> WHERE the carcase is, there the eagles will be gathered together. -Matt. xxiv. 28.</p> <p>CUM Fortuna manet vultum servatis amici,<lb/> Cum credit, turpi vertitis ora fugâ. -OVID.</p> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac120"/> <p>WHEN as my Light much like an ev'ning starre,<lb/> Did cast his glittering beames both neare and farre;<lb/> Then light me glorious, flame me dreadfull made,<lb/> And none injuriously durft me upbraide;<lb/> But when my Light into a snuffe did turne,<lb/> And cloth'd with darkenesse, I did caese to burne,<lb/> Loe how without defence I naked stand,<lb/> Thus torne and rent by this devouring band.<lb/> Glory, as envy, so it terrour lends<lb/> To Mortals: Majesty it selfe defends;<lb/> But after treacherous Fortune flies away,<lb/> To an unarmed dwarfe its make a prey.<lb/> FARLIE'S Emblems.</p>

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