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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>A TORTOISE of ambitious mind,<lb/>
                                        Such as in Men we sometimes find<lb/>
                                        Puff'd up with an egregious sense<lb/>
                                        Of his superior excellence,<lb/>
                                        Much wish'd to change his lot on earth<lb/>
                                        For one more fitted to his worth;<lb/>
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                                        Which in his self-conceit he deem'd<lb/>
                                        Too little by his friends esteem'd-<lb/>
                                        Who neither would allow nor see<lb/>
                                        That he possess'd a quality<lb/>
                                        Of form or of intelligence,<lb/>
                                        Beyond their Tortoise common-sense.<lb/>
                                        Resolv'd ne'erless that they should be<lb/>
                                        Convinc'd of his ability<lb/>
                                        To shine where they could never hope<lb/>
                                        With his superior mind to cope,<lb/>
                                        Seeing one day the bird of Jove<lb/>
                                        Alighting from the clouds above,<lb/>
                                        He urged him with address polite<lb/>
                                        To bear him upward in his flight;<lb/>
                                        That he might prove to all his race<lb/>
                                        How qualified he was to grace<lb/>
                                        A station more exalted than<lb/>
                                        Their weak intelligence could scan:<lb/>
                                        Whence he at once might grasp and see<lb/>
                                        The glories of the land and sea,<lb/>
                                        And like the eagle gaze upon<lb/>
                                        The full effulgence of the sun,<lb/>
                                        High up above the puny ken<lb/>
                                        Of grov'lling Tortoises and men.<lb/>
                                        The Eagle, quick as thought to see<lb/>
                                        The silly reptile's vanity,<lb/>
                                        Express'd himself but too content<lb/>
                                        To do what from the first he meant:<lb/>
                                        And seizing him right quickly too,<lb/>
                                        He upward with the Tortoise flew,<lb/>
                                        So high into the realms of light,<lb/>
                                        That almost losing sense and sight,<lb/>
                                        The Tortoise wished himself again<lb/>
                                        Below upon the humble plain.<lb/>
                                        But upward still the Eagle rose,<lb/>
                                        As though pretending to disclose<lb/>
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                                        A range of view as high and wide<lb/>
                                        As most would satisfy his pride.<lb/>
                                        Like silver threads the rivers flow,<lb/>
                                        And wind some thousand feet below:-<lb/>
                                        Like mole-hills are the mountains high-<lb/>
                                        In vast expanse- Earth, sea and sky<lb/>
                                        Lit up and flooded with a light<lb/>
                                        Too glorious for the reptile'sight.<lb/>
                                        Anon, the Eagle asks him how<lb/>
                                        He liked the change from things below?<lb/>
                                        If higher yet he'd like to rise?<lb/>
                                        And felt at home? and how the skies<lb/>
                                        Agreed with his abilities?<lb/>
                                        When lo! the Tortoise, all dismay,<lb/>
                                        Had not a single word to say!<lb/>
                                        With scornful and derisive shriek,<lb/>
                                        Unloosing then both claws and beak,<lb/>
                                        The Eagle lets the Tortoise go;<lb/>
                                        Which, dash'd upon the rocks below,<lb/>
                                        Became his prey, and learnt-too late-<lb/>
                                        The ills that on ambition wait.<lb/>
                                        E'en so at Courts, when men of low degree,<lb/>
                                        And menial minds, are raised to rank and place;<lb/>
                                        How oft are they uplifted but to be<lb/>
                                        Cast down with greater force and more disgrace!</p>
                                   <p>FORTUNA vitrae est; tum, cùm splendet, frangitur. -P.SYRUS.<lb/>
                                        MAGNA ruunt, inflata crepant, tumefacta premuntur.-LUCAN. i. ver. 17.<lb/>
                                        -SUMMISQUE negatum<lb/>
                                        Stare diu, nimioque graves sub pondere lapsus.-SYRACH. iii.12.<lb/>
                                        SEEKEST thou great things for thyself? seek them not: for, behold, I will bring evil<lb/>
                                        all flesh, saith the Lord.-Jer. xlv. 5.<lb/>
                                        GOD hath a special indignation at pride, above all sins.-BISHOP HALL.</p>
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                                   <p>ONE chinke there was and not another way<lb/>
                                        For Boreas, his fury to essay;<lb/>
                                        So Hectors fatall gift Ajax confounded,<lb/>
                                        And stob'd him where he onely could be wounded;<lb/>
                                        Apollo so directed Paris dart<lb/>
                                        To wound Achilles foote, and kill his heart.<lb/>
                                        Death lies in ambush like an enemy,<lb/>
                                        And brasheth where our sconces weakest be.<lb/>
                                        Whether an icecle or drop of water,<lb/>
                                        Or gnat, or Londons Scholler-killing letter.<lb/>
                                        A thousand trickes we see of cunning death;<lb/>
                                        He makes or finds a way to stop our breath.<lb/>
                                        FARLIE'S Emblems.</p>
                              
PREV uiuc_83931c29eep_emblem030b
URL_WEBPAGE http://hdl.handle.net/10111/EmblemRegistry:E019362
PARENT uiuc_83931c29eep
TYPE emblem pictura
TIPE emblempictura
MOTTO_EN_NORM The Higher the Rise, the Greater the Fall
NEXT uiuc_83931c29eep_emblem031b
SEQ 
IIHIM UIUC
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
CAPTION_EN An eagle carrying a turtle in its claws
SOURCE_FILE uiuc_83931c29eep.xml
LINK_FACSIMILE uiuc_83931c29eep_fac141
HIM UIUC
; EMBLEMS
; ILL_BOOK
IC 25F33(EAGLE)(+5246)
; 25F44(+5232)
; 57AA647(+0)
; 86(THE HIGHER THE RISE, THE GREATER THE FALL)
; 86(UT LAPSU GRAVIORE RUANT)
MOTTO_EN <p>THE HIGHER THE RISE, THE GREATER THE FALL</p>
                              
URL_IMAGE uiuc_83931c29eep_pic141.jpg
ID uiuc_83931c29eep_emblem031
CHILDREN 
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