Solomon's recantation Intituled Ecclesiastes, paraphras'd. With A Soliloquy or Meditation Upon Every Chapter. By Francis Quarles |
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 | CHAP X. Solomon's recantation |  |
Look how dead Flies (tho' few in Number) soil,
Corrupt and putrify the purest Oil:
Ev'n so a little Folly stains his Fame
Whom fair Repute for Wisdom lends a Name.
A wise Man's Heart is plac'd at his right Hand,
His Plots and Counsels are of strong Command;
But Hearts of Fools are weak and rash, bereft
Of sage Advice; their Hearts are at their Left.
Nay, if their Steps but measure out the Way,
Their Garb, their Looks, their Language do betray
Their Folly, read by whomsoe're they meet;
Themselves proclaim their selves in ev'ry Street.
If thy Superior happen to incense
His jealous Wrath at thy suppos'd Offence,
Do thou thy Part and yield, for Yielding slakes
The raging Flame, that great Transgression makes.
Corrupt and putrify the purest Oil:
Ev'n so a little Folly stains his Fame
Whom fair Repute for Wisdom lends a Name.
A wise Man's Heart is plac'd at his right Hand,
His Plots and Counsels are of strong Command;
But Hearts of Fools are weak and rash, bereft
Of sage Advice; their Hearts are at their Left.
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Their Garb, their Looks, their Language do betray
Their Folly, read by whomsoe're they meet;
Themselves proclaim their selves in ev'ry Street.
If thy Superior happen to incense
His jealous Wrath at thy suppos'd Offence,
Do thou thy Part and yield, for Yielding slakes
The raging Flame, that great Transgression makes.
| CHAP X. Solomon's recantation | |