See, [Emb. XXVII.]
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Vpon your head, those weights were laid,
Which, your Endeavours, downeward waigh'd;
For, those, who doe your weale envie,
Much feare, your top will spring too high;
Nay, yet, some Burthen, you sustaine:
But, what their Malice will obtaine,
Your Emblem prophesies; if you,
With Patience, Honest-wayes, pursue.