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A Collection of Emblemes

Ancient and Moderne: Quickened VVith Metricall Illvstrations, both Morall and Divine: And disposed into Lotteries, That Instruction, and Good Counsell, may bee furthered by an Honest and Pleasant Recreation. By George Wither

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Illvstr. XI.

[By viewing this fixt-Head, enwreath'd with Bayes]

True Knowledge is a constant Friend,
Whose Friendship, never shall have end.

By viewing this fixt-Head, enwreath'd with Bayes,
(And, what the Motto round about it sayes)
Your Apprehension's eye, may partly see
What constant Vertues, in true Knowledge be.
For, if right plac'd it be, it ever will
Continue in the same condition, still:
And, though it make mens manners to be chang'd;
Yet, never is it, from it selfe, estrang'd:
Nor doth, nor can it, cease to be a Friend,
What Fate soever, shall on us attend.
When Wealth is lost, or faileth to besteed us;
Shee findes out honest meanes to cloath and feede us.
In farre, and forraigne Lands, shee will become,
As kinde, and as familiar, as at home;
And, travelleth, without the costly cumber,
Of Carriages, or Clokebagges full of Lumber.
No Place can from our presence, her enclose;
Nor is she frighted from us by our Foes.
No Pickthankes, of her Favours, can bereave us;
No Promises, can woo her to deceive us.
In Youth, in Age, in Sickenesse, and in Griefe,
Shee bringeth Consolation and reliefe:
And, is in all estates, a blessing to us,
So constant (and so apt, all helpes to doe us)
That, he for whom, such Knowledge, God provideth,
Enjoyes a Friend, that alwaies firme abideth.
Lord, I am friendlesse left; therefore, to me,
This Knowledge, and this Friend, vouchsafe to bee:
For, thou that Wisdome art, (from heav'n descending)
Which, neither hath beginning, change, nor ending.