Lychnocausia Sive Moralia Facum Emblemata: Lights Morall Emblems: Authore Roberto Farlaeo Scoto-Britanno [i.e. by Robert Farley] |
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[When as my Light much like an ev'ning starre]
When as my Light much like an ev'ning starre,
Did cast his glittering beames both neare and farre;
Then light me glorious, flame me dreadfull made,
And none injuriously durst me upbraide;
But when my Light into a snuffe did turne,
And cloth'd with darkenesse, I did cease to burne,
Loe how without defence I naked stand,
Thus torne and rent by this devouring band.
Did cast his glittering beames both neare and farre;
Then light me glorious, flame me dreadfull made,
And none injuriously durst me upbraide;
But when my Light into a snuffe did turne,
And cloth'd with darkenesse, I did cease to burne,
Loe how without defence I naked stand,
Thus torne and rent by this devouring band.
Glory, as envy, so it terrour lends
To Mortals: Majesty it selfe defends;
But after treacherous Fortune flies away,
To an unarmed dwarfe its made a prey.
To Mortals: Majesty it selfe defends;
But after treacherous Fortune flies away,
To an unarmed dwarfe its made a prey.
Lychnocausia | ||