. Emblems divine and moral . safe forest, where I seek for rest:Then let the hell-hounds roar, I fear no ill;Rouse me they may, but have no power to kill. 172 EMBLRlVrS. BOOK 3. S Am BROS. Lib. iv. in Cap. iv. in Luc. The reward of honours, the height of power,the delicacy of diet, and the beauty of an harlotare the snares of the devil. S. Ambros. de Bono Mortis. Whilst thou seekest pleasures, thou runnest intosnares, for the eye of the harlot is the snare of thoadulterer. Savanar. In eating, he sets before us gluttony ; in genera-tion, luxury ; in labour, sluggishness; in conversingenvy ; in

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. Emblems divine and moral . safe forest, where I seek for rest:Then let the hell-hounds roar, I fear no ill;Rouse me they may, but have no power to kill. 172 EMBLRlVrS. BOOK 3. S Am BROS. Lib. iv. in Cap. iv. in Luc. The reward of honours, the height of power, the delicacy of diet, and the beauty of an harlotare the snares of the devil. S. Ambros. de Bono Mortis. Whilst thou seekest pleasures, thou runnest intosnares, for the eye of the harlot is the snare of thoadulterer. Savanar. In eating, he sets before us gluttony ; in genera-tion, luxury ; in labour, sluggishness; in conversingenvy ; in governir.g, covetousness; in correcting, anger; in honour, pride; in the heart, he sets evilthoughts; in the mouth, evil words; in actions, evil works; when awake, he moves us to evil ac-tions ; when asleep, to filthy dreams. Epig. 9. Be sad, my heart, deep dangers wait thy mirth:Thy souls waylaid by sea, by hell, by earth :Hell has her hounds ; earth, snares; the sea, a shelf:But, most of all, my heart, beware thyself. BOOK 3. PSALM. CXLUI. 2. Enter not into jndg^ment with thy servant; for in thysight shall no man living be justiiied. JESUS. JUSTICE. SINNER. Jet. Bring forth the prisner, Justice. Jus. Thy commandsAre done, just Judge : See hero the prisner stands.Jes What has the prisner done ? Say ; whatsthe causeOf his commitment Just. Uc hath broke tlie laws 174 KMBLEMS. BOOK 3. Of his too gracious God ; conspird the deathOf that great Majesty that gave him breath, And heaps transgression, Lord, upon transgression. Jes. How knowst thou this ? Just. Een byhis own confession :His sins are crying; and they cryd aloud :They cryd to Heavn, they cryd to Heavn forblood. [to plead Jes. Whatsaystthou, sinner? hast thou oughtThat sentence should not pass ? hold up thy head, And show thy brazen, thy rebellious face. Sin. Ah me! I dare not: Im too vile and baseTo tread upon the earth, much more to liftMine eyes to Heavn ; I need no other shriftThanmineown conscience; Lord, I must confess, I