Francis Quarles Quotes About Earth

Quotes about: Earth

• As all things eternal and primordial reappear, so all things mortal return to the earth. Honor, old age, probity, justice, constance, virtue, and gentleness are all gathered into the cold tomb.

  Francis Quarles

  Death, Justice, Honor

• What well-advised ear regards What earth can say? Thy words are gold, but thy rewards Are painted clay.

  Francis Quarles

  Gold, Clay, Ears

  Francis Quarles, William Walker Wilkins (1866). “Emblems, Divine and Moral: The School of the Heart ; And, Hieroglyphics of the Life of Man”, p.62

• Even as the needle that directs the hour,
  (Touched with the loadstone) by the secret power
  Of hidden Nature, points upon the pole;
  Even so the wavering powers of my soul,
  Touch'd by the virtue of Thy spirit, flee
  From what is earth, and point alone to Thee.

  Francis Quarles

  Soul, Secret, Wavering

• Physicians, of all men, are most happy; whatever good success soever they have, the world proclaimeth; and what faults they commit, the earth covereth.

  Francis Quarles

  Happiness, Success, Science

  'Hieroglyphics of the Life of Man' (1638) no. 4

• The strong desires of man's insatiate breast may stand possess'd Of all that earth can give; but earth can give no rest.

  Francis Quarles

  Strong, Men, Giving

  Francis Quarles (1861). “Quarles' emblems, illustr. by C. Bennett and W.H. Rogers”, p.28

• Yet, sluggard, wake, and gull thy soul no more With earth's false pleasures, and the world's delight, Whose fruit is fair and pleasing to the sight, But sour in taste, false as the putrid core: Thy flaring glass is gems at her half light; She makes thee seeming rich, but truly poor: She boasts a kernel, and bestows a shell; Performs an inch of her fair-promis'd ell: Her words protest a heav'n; her works produce a hell.

  Francis Quarles

  Glasses, Light, Sight

  Francis Quarles, William Walker Wilkins (1866). “Emblems, Divine and Moral: The School of the Heart ; And, Hieroglyphics of the Life of Man”, p.23

• See how the world (whose chaste and pregnant womb Of late conceiv'd, and brought forth nothing ill) Is now degenerated, and become A base adult'ress, whose false births do fill The earth with monsters, monsters that do roam And rage about, and make a trade to kill: Now glutt'ny paunches, and avarice a pawn; Pale envy pines, pride swells, and sloth begins to yawn.

  Francis Quarles

  Pride, Envy, Sloth

  Francis Quarles, Joseph Swain, Edmund Evans (1861). “Quarles' Emblems”, p.12

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