George Spencer Cautley, A Century of Emblems
“ And each a splendour and delight Sheds on our earthly way. So in thy beauty I rejoice, Nor flout thy tuneless cries; Peacocks with Philomela's voice, Sing but in Paradise. [106] THE HUNTER.True Faith. A royal boon for man's delight We deem this noble steed, So great in his enduring might Of courage, spring, and speed. And as from coronet to crest [107] I muse the creature o'er, There rises freely in my breast One happy emblem more. 'Tis Faith, the spirit-steed so strong, God's gift to our poor race, Which bears the soul of man along Through duty's arduous chase. ”
