George Withers' Emblemes

And, thinke, what meane Refemblances at bcfl,
Jr^^MechanikcInilruments^vj)r-?y?j
/ thought it better, much,to leave behind me,
Some Draught,/?/ wbich,my living friends might find me
Thefame I artij in that, which will remaine,
Till all is ruin'd, and repair'd againe
Andj which, inabfence, will more truelyfhow me,
X/^»,outward Formes ,to thofe,loho think they knowme.
For, though mygratiom Maker made mejucb,
That, where Ilo\>e, beloVd I am, as much
As 7 defire ; yet, Forme, nor Features are,
Thofe Ornaments, in which J would appeare
To future Times j Though they were found in me y
Farye better, than I can beleefe they be.
Much lejfe, off eel I that, which each man knowes.
To be no more, but Counterfeits of thofe,
Wherein, the Painters, or the Gravers toole,
Befriends alike, the Wifeman, *tf^ */>£ Foole :
And, (when theypleaje) can gi"ve him-, by their Art,
The faireft-Face, that had the falieft- Heart.
A P i c tv re , though with mofi exaBnejfe made,
Is nothing, but the
Shadow of a Shade.
For, citnour living Bodies, (though theyfeeme
To others more* or more in our efteeme)
Are but the fhadowes of that Reall-being,
Which doth'extend beyond the Flefhly-feeing •
Jnd, cannot be decerned* till we rife
Immortall-Obje&s, fir Immortall-eyes.
Ojjt Everlafting-Subftance lies ttnjeene,
^Behinde the Fouldings,of a CarnalUScreene,
Which is, but, Vapours thickned into Blood,
(By due concoclion of our dailyfood)
And,flillfupplied, out of other Creatures,
To keepe us living,^ their wafled natures ;
Renewing, and decaying, eVry Day,
Vntill that Vaile muft be rcmorfdaway.
For, this hVd Flefh, wherewith,yet cloth'dwego,
Is not t be fame, Wee had fev'nytares ago ;
'But, rather, fomething which is taken-in,
To [en>e infteed of -fchat hath wafled bin,
}n Wounds, in Sicknefles^'w Colds, dWHeates,
In all Excrcicions,Ww Fumes,W Sweates.
Nor,