Lychnocausia Sive Moralia Facum Emblemata: Lights Morall Emblems: Authore Roberto Farlaeo Scoto-Britanno [i.e. by Robert Farley] |
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[Foure Elements in this my body are]
Foure Elements in this my body are
All yockt in one, yet ever still at warre;
As all agree to nourish this my light
So to my ruine they combine their might:
Aire maketh way for flame, Earth builds a pyre,
My moisture feeds the still consuming fire.
Still as I shine by light, by light I dy,
As cause of life, so of mortality,
It was Prometheus fault who stole away
Heav'ns fire, and joyn'd it to his mortall clay.
All yockt in one, yet ever still at warre;
As all agree to nourish this my light
So to my ruine they combine their might:
Aire maketh way for flame, Earth builds a pyre,
My moisture feeds the still consuming fire.
Still as I shine by light, by light I dy,
As cause of life, so of mortality,
It was Prometheus fault who stole away
Heav'ns fire, and joyn'd it to his mortall clay.
Moisture doth heat, and heat doth moisture quale,
That dryes our body, this makes it dampe and fraile,
That which doth give, doth likewise spend our breath;
The first of being, is first houre of death.
That dryes our body, this makes it dampe and fraile,
That which doth give, doth likewise spend our breath;
The first of being, is first houre of death.
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