best by Tears is woo'd LXV THOU Who one Shoarless Sea of All did'st make Except one floating Isle to take Vengeance on Guilt My Salt Flood rais'd drown Sin i' th' Lake LXVI O how these Words Arise to Judgement quell On Wheels in Torments broke I 'd dwell So as by Grace I might be sav'd from endlesse Hell LXVII To Angel-Intercessor I 'm forbid To pray Yet pray to ONE that did Pray to ANOTHER for HIMSELF when 's Blood-drops slid LXVIII FATHER Perfections Self in CHRIST does shine Thy Justice then in HIM confine Through 's Merits make thy Mercies both are endless mine LXIX See not but through's abstersive Blood my Sin By which I being cleans'd within Adde Perseverance 'T is as hard to hold as win LXX Her Eyes are Centinels to Pray'r to Moans Her Ears her Nose courts Charnel-bones Her Hands Breast-hammers are her constant Food is Groans LXXI Her Heart is hung with Blacks with Dust she cloyes Her golden Tresses Weds Annoyes Breeds Sighs bears Grief which Ibis-like Sin-snakes destroyes LXXII Thus mounts she drizling Olivet the Plains Of Iericho she leaves While Rains The Farmer wet they fully swell his earing Graines LXXIII She her own Farmer stockt from HEAV'N is bent To thrive Care 'bout the Pay-day's spent Stange She alone is Farmer Farm and Stock and Rent LXXIV The Porcupine so 's Quiver Bow and Darts To ' her self alonâ—e has all Wars Arts Her own Artillery needs no Aid from forreign Parts LXXV Sad Votaresse thy Earth of late oregrown With Weeds is plough'd till'd harrow'd sown The Seed of Grace sprouts up when Nature is kept down LXXVI Thy Glebe is melow'd with Faith-quickning Juice The Furrows thence Hope-blades produce Thy Valley cloth'd with LOVE will Harvest Joyes diffuse LXXVII Live Phenix from Self-death I' th' Morn who dies To Sin does but immortalize Who studie Death ere dead ere th' Resurrection rise LXXVIII Rachel thy Children Goal and Crown have won Ere they had Skill or Will to run Blest who their whole Dayes Work in their Lifes Morn have done LXXIX Like misty Morn She rose in Dew so found She ne're was till this Sicknesse sound Till Sin in Sorrows flowing Issue Tears lay drownd LXXX Souls Life-blood Tears prevailing Pleaders tame Such Rebels as by Eve did shame Mans Glory only These the old faln World new frame LXXXI Lust causeth Sin Sin Shame Shame bids repent Repentance weeps Tears Sorrow vent Sorrow shews Faith Faith Hope Hope Love Love Souls Content LXXXII Thus from bruis'd Spiceries of her Breast doth rise Incense sweet-smelling Sacrifice Whilst she lifts up to HEAV'N her Heart her Hand her Eyes LXXXIII I 'm sick with trembling sunk with mourning blasted With sinning and with sighing wasted New Life begins to breath O Ioy too long untasted LXXXIV Twice did'st new Life by Breath by Death bestow On Man prevaricating Who By yielding to a Woman made Man yield to Woe LXXXV Then did'st his Soul restore as first inspire With second Grace renewing Fire Whence He hath part again in thy Coelestial Quire LXXXVI Once more for this Heav'n-Denison did'st get A never-fading Coronet Which was with two bright Iewels Grace and Glory set LXXXVII 'T was at my bloud-stain'd Birth Thy Love said Live Links of Thy praevious Chain revive Ev'n crumbled Dust So Thou my Soul from Death reprive LXXXVIII CHRIST Th' Vnction art Salvation IESVS in Thy Death Redemption Blood for Sin Gives Satisfaction Thy Ascension Hope does winne LXXXIX Thy Session Comfort Though I did offend LORD Fears disband give Grace t' amend That Hope which reaps not shame may rise Peace descend XC My Pardon signe The Spear pierct THEE 's the Pen Thy Bloud the Ink Thy Gospel then The Standish is O let my Soul be Paper clean XCI Kinde angry LORD since Thou dost wound yet cure I 'l bear the Yoak the Crosse endure Lament and Love and when set free keep Conscience pure XCII Thus mourns she and in mourning thus she joyes Ev'n that adds Comfort which annoyes Sighs turn to Songs Tears to Wine Fear Fear destroies XCIII As holy Flame did from her Heart arise Dropt holy Water from her Eyes While Pray'r her Incense was LOVE her SACRIFICE XCIV Arm Arm She breaks in with strong ZEAL The Place Sin quitts now garison'd by GRACE Illustrious Triumphs do the Steps of Victors trace XCV When the loud Volleyes of her Pray'rs begin To make a Breach they soon take in The Parapets Redouts and Counterscarps of Sin XCVI At once she works and fights With Lamp she waits Midst Virgins at the BRIDEGROOMS Gates With HIM to feast Her with his BRIDAL DELICATES XCVII To HEAV'N now goes she on her Knees which cry Loud as her Tongue much speaks her Eye HEAV'N storm'd by Violence yields Eyes Tongue and Knees scale high XCVIII My Last crave Pardon for my First Extreams Be prais'd who crown'st my Morn with Beams Converted Age sees Visions erring Youth dreamt Dreams XCIX RELIGION's its own Lustre Who This shun Night-founder'd grope at midday Sun Rebellion is its own self-tort'ring Dungeon C. Mans restlesse Minde GODS Image can't be blest Till of this ONE This ALL possest THOU our Souls Center art our everlasting REST Pars superata Freti Lucem praebentibus Astris Longior at nostrae Pars superanda Viae Da DEUS ut Cursus suscepti nostra propinquet Meta laboranti grata futura Rati Magnificat Anima mea DOMINUM THEOPHILA'S LOVE-SACRIFICE CANTO III. The Restauration ARGUMENT Laetior una Dies IESV tua SACRA Canenti Quà m sine TE melicis Secula mille Lyris Vt paveam Scelus omne petam super Omnia COELUM Da mihi Fraena TIMOR Da mihi Calcar AMOR The Authors Rapture GRACE is prais'd a Flood Of Tears is pour'd for Albions Blood Shed in a Mist for smot Micaiahs PEACE is woo'd STANZA I. MUSE twang the pow'rful Harp brush each String O' th' warbling Lute and Canzons sing May ravish Earth and thence to HEAV'N in Triumph spring II. Noble Du-bartas in a high-flown Trance Observ'd to start from 's Bed and dance Said Thus by me shall caper all the Realm of France III. As viscous Meteors fram'd of earthy Slime By Motion fir'd like Stars do clime The woolly-curdled Clouds there blaze out their Time IV. Streaming with burnisht Flames yet Those but ray To spend Themselves and light our Way And panting Windes to cool ours not their own Lungs play V. So my enliv'ned Spirits ascend the Skies Wasting to make the Simple wise Who bears the Torch himself shades lightens others Eyes VI. As Lust for Hell ZEAL sweats to build for HEAV'N When fervent Aspirations driv'n By all the Souls quick Pow'rs to that high Search are giv'n VII High is the Sphear on which FAITHS Poles are hing'd Pure Knowledge Thou art not restring'd Thy Flames enfire the bushie Heart yet leave 't unsing'd VIII Suburbs of PARADISE Thou Saintly Land Of Visions Woo'd by WISDOMS Band By dull Mules in gold-trappings
first mov'd Satan to ruine HEAV'NS Belov'd The Serpent Devil'd Eve She 's Dam to Adam prov'd XVI Both taste by tasting tastlesse Both became Who All would know knew nought but Shame They blush for That which They when righteous could not name XVII Still in our Maw that Apples Core doth stick Which they did swallow and the thick Rinde of forbidden Fruit has left our Nature sick XVIII Now serves our Guiltiness as winding Sheet To wrap up Lepers Cover meet While thus stern Vengeance does our Wormships sadly greet XIX Disloyal Slaves look out see Mischief revels Look in see your own Denne of Evils Look up see Heav'ns dread JUDGE Look down see Hells fierce Devils XX. Created in GODS Image to look high Corrupted like to Brutes you lie Perdition's from your selves No Cure for those will die XXI Your Beautie Rottenness skin'd o're does show Like to a Dunghill blancht with Snow Your glorious Nature 's by embasing Sin brought low XXII Hence you the heavy Doom of Death do gain Enforc'd unto laborious Pain And th' ANGELS flaming Sword doth you expuls'd restrain XXIII Thus She reproacht Yet more alas remain'd Mans Issue in his Loins is staind Sin set his Throne in Him and since o're all has reign'd XXIV Black Sin more hideous then green Dragons Claws Dun Gryphons Talons swart Bears Paws Then checquer'd Panthers Teeth or tawnie Lions Jaws XXV Forfeit to the CREATOR'S thus Mans Race And by the WORD withdrawn is Grace From him the SPIRIT of GLORY turn'd his pleasing Face XXVI Yet that this Second Race in fallen Plight Might not with th' First be ruin'd quite The WORD doth interpose to stop th' incensed MIGHT XXVII Then undertakes for Man to satisfie And the sad losse of GRACE supply That us He might advance to GLORIES Hierarchie XXVIII Then Peace is preacht i th' Womans SEED but then As Men increase So Sins of Men And Actual on Original heapt GOD's vext agen XXIX Till drencht they were in Deluge had no Shore And burnt in Sodom-Flames of yore Plagued in Egypt plung'd into the Gulf of Core XXX And gnawn by Worms in Herod Sin 's Asps Womb Plotter Theif Plaintiff Witnesse Doom Sledge Executioner Hells Inmate Horrors Tomb. XXXI Misgotten Brat thy Trains are infinite To ruine each intangled Wight Mischiefs nere rest in Men th' have everlasting Spite XXXII Spite wageth War then War turns Law to Lust Lust crumbles Faith into Distrust Distrust by causelesse Jealousie betrayes the Just XXXIII The Iust are plunder'd by thy Rage thy Rage Bubbleth from Envie Envie 's Page To thy Misdeeds Misdeeds their own Misfate engage XXXIV Thus linkt to Hell's thy Chain Curs'd be that Need Makes Sinners in their Sins proceed Shame to Guilts forlorn Hope leads left-hand Files Take heed XXXV GODS Fort the Conscience in the worst does stand Though Sin the Town keeps by strong Hand Yet lies it open to the Check at HEAV'NS Command XXXVI Hence Hell surrounds them In their Dreams to fall Headlong they seem then start groan crawl From Furies with excessive Frights which them appal XXXVII Ne're was more Mischief ne're was less Remorse Never Revenge on his black Horse Did swifter ride Never to GOD so slow Recourse XXXVIII The Age-bow'd Earth groans under Sinners Weight While guiltlesse Blood cries to HEAV'NS Height JUSTICE soon takes th' Alarm whose steeled Arm will Smite XXXIX Inevitable Woes a while may stay Vengeance is GODS Who will repay The desperately Wilfull nor will long delay XL. 'T is darkest neer Day-break HE will o'return Th' Implacable who Mercie spurn Superlative Abuses in th' Abysse shall burn XLI Deaths Hell Deaths Self out-deaths Vindictive Place Deep under Depths Excentrick Space Horrour It self than Thee wears a lesse horrid Face XLII Where Pride Lust Rage Sin treble-pointed dwell Shackled in red-hot Chains they yell In bottomlesse Extreams of never-slaking Hell XLIII Riddle Compell'd at once to live and die Frying they freez and freezing frie On helplesse hopelesse easelesse endlesse Racks they lie XLIV And rave for what they hate Cursing in vain Yet each Curse is a Pray'r for Pain For cursing still their Woe they woo GODS Curse again XLV Devils and Shreeks their Ears their Eyes affright There 's blazing Fire yet darkest Night Still paying ne're discharg'd Sins Debt is Infinite XLVI Angels by one Sin fell So Man How then May Sinners stand Let 's quit Sins Den This Moment's Ours Life hasts away Delayes gangrene XLVII Conviction ushers Grace Fall to prevent Thy Fall Times Fore-lock take Relent Shall is to come and Was is past then Now repent XLVIII Before the Suns long Shadows span up Night E're on thy shaking Head Snowes light E're round thy palsy'd Heart Ice be congealed quite XLIX E're in thy Pocket thou thine Eyes dost wear E're thy Bones serve for Calender E're in thy Hand 's thy Leg or Silver in thy Hair L. Preventing Physick use Think now ye hear The Dead-awakening Trump Lo there The queazie-stomackt Graves disgorge Worms fatning Chear LI. Sins Sergeants wait t' attach you Then make haste Lest you into Despair be cast The JUDGE unsway'd Take Dayes at best count each your Last LII Time posts on loose-rein'd Steeds The Sun ere 't face To West may see Thee end thy Race Death is a Noun yet not declin'd in any Case LIII The Cradle's nigh the Tomb. That Soul has Woe Whose drowzie March to HEAV'N is slow As drawling Snails whose slime glues them to Things below LIV. Anathema to luke-warm Souls Lo here THEOPHILA'S unhing'd with Fear Clamm'd with chill sweat when as her ranckling Sins appear LV. Perplext in Crimes meandring Maze GODS Law And Guilt that does strict Iudgement draw And her too carnal yet too stonie Heart She saw LVI Yet Rocks may cleave she cries Then weeps for Tears And grieves for Grief fears want of Fears She Hell HEAV'NS Prison views Distress for Robe She wears LVII Deprav'd by Vice depriv'd of GRACE with Pray'r She runs Faiths Course breaks through Despair O'retakes Hope Broken Legs by setting stronger are LVIII Shame native Conscience views That HOLY ONE Who came from GOD to Man undone Whose Birth produc'd a Star Whose Death eclips't the Sun LIX She sees Man-GOD in Stamp Of Him who shakes but does not cramp The bruised Reed Snuffs puts not out the sputtring Lamp LX. She sees for Creatures the CREATOR came To die The SHEPHERD prov'd the Lamb For Sacrifice when Jews releas'd a spotted Ram. LXI She sees defamed Glory wronged Right Debased Majestie crusht Might Virtue condemn'd Peace robb'd Love slain And All by Spite LXII She streaming sees like Spouts each broached Vein With Gore not to be matcht again Her Grief thence draws up Mysts to fall in weeping Rain LXIII Vast Cares long dumb thus vent Flow Tears Souls Wine Iuice of an Heart opprest Encline LORD to this heart-broke Altar cemented with Brine LXIV Romorsefull Clouds dissolve in Showr's 'T is Blood Turns rocky Hearts into a Flood Eyes keep your Sluces ope HEAV'N
Rage seem Natures Consort tun'd by Love LVI VVee to their hoarse Laments lend listning Ears And sympathize with them in Tears Sadly remembring British Sions acted Fears LVII Then our sad Hearts are prickt whence spring forth Cries From those drain'd through the bruis'd Soul rise Faith-fumes by Heav'ns Fire drawn which drop through melting Eyes LVIII Cause hungry Swords devour'd Mans Flesh like Food And thirsty Spears were drunk with Blood LORD how thy Spouse turns mummy'd Earth her Gore a Floud LIX Edge-hill with Bones lookt white with Blood lookt red Maz'd at the Number of the Dead A Theam for Tears in unborn Eyes to be still shed LX. How many bound with Iron who did scape The Steel and Death commits a Rape On them in Jayls who Her defy'd in warlike Shape LXI Cross-biasnesse to Grace our Ruine spinn'd Harrow'd with Woes be HEAV'N our Friend Sodome 'gainst Nature We 'gainst Light of TRUTH have sinn'd LXII This draws Eye-tribute from Compunctions Den GRACE guard thy prostrate Suppliant then VVho am the Chief of Sinners and the Worst of Men LXIII My Guilt before thy MERCY-SEAT I lay For HIS sake save me who gave way To dye for Sinners Ah Sin kills HIM every Day LXIV Sin n'ere departs till humbled in deep Fears Embalm'd in Pray'rs and drown'd in Tears The fragrant Araby breathes no Perfume like Theirs LXV More fruitfull Those unwitnessed appear Gems are too cheap for every Tear Deep Sorrow from It-Self doth its high Comfort rear LXVI Salt Tears the pious Converts sweetest Sport To hopefull Joyes the entring Port Ye waft blest Mariners to Sions glorious Court LXVII But whether stray'st thou Grief Pearld Dew arraies As yet the Virgin-Meads whose Gaies Unbarb'd perk up to prank the curled Stream that plaies LXVIII By rushy-fringed Banks with purling Rill Meandring underneath the Hill Thus Stream-like glides our Life to Deaths broad Ocean still LXIX The pleasant Grove triumphs with blooming May While Melancholy scuds away The painted Quire on motly Banks sweet Notes display LXX Earths flow'r-wov'n Damask doth us gently woo On her embroyder'd Mantle to Repose where various Gems like Constellations shew LXXI Our selves here steal we from our selues by Qualms Of Pleasure rais'd from new-coyn'd Psalms When Skies are blew Earth green and Meadows flow with Balms LXXII We there on grassie tufted Tapistries In guiltlesse Shades by full-hair'd Trees Leaning unpillow'd Heads view Natures Ants Bees LXXIII Justly admiring more those agile Ants Than Castle-bearing Elephants Where Industrie epitomiz'd no Vigour wants LXXIV More than at Tusks of Bores we wonder at This Moths strange Teeth Legs of this Gnat Passe large-limm'd Gryphons Then on Bees we musing sat LXXV How Colonies Realms Hope they breed Proclaim Their King how Nectar-Courts they frame How they in waxen Cels record their Princes Fame LXXVI How Kings amidst their Bands in Armour shine And great Souls in small Breasts confine How under strictest Laws they keep up Discipline LXXVII How All agree while their King lives in one But dead the publike Faith 's o'rethrown Their State becomes a Spoil which was so plenteous grown LXXVIII Abstruser Depths here Aristotles Eye That Ipse of Philosophie Natures Professor purblinde was to search so high LXXIX Thinking which Some deem Idlenesse to me It seems Lifes Heav'n on Earth to be By Observation GOD is seen in all wee see LXXX Our Books are HEAV'N above us Aire and Sea Around Earth under Faith 's our Stay And Grace our Guide the Word our Light CHRIST our Way LXXXI Friend view that Rock and think from Rocks green Wound How thirst-expelling Streams did bound View Streams and think how Iordan did become dry Ground LXXXII View Seas think how Waves like Walls of Glass Stood fixt while Hebrew Troops did pass But clos'd the Pharian Host in one confused Mass. LXXXIII These Flow'rs we see to Day like Beauty brave At Ev'n will be shut up and have Next Week their Death then buried soon in Stalks their Grave LXXXIV Beautie 's a Flow'r Fame Puff high State a Gaze Pleasure a Dance and Gold a Blaze Greatnesse a Load These soon are lost in Times short Maze LXXXV As solemn Statesmen sleight meer childish toyl Framing Card-structures ANGELS smile And pitty so when Life strait flits Mans tearing Broyl LXXXVI Search Empires Dawn unwinde Times Ball again Unreel through Ages its snarl'd Skain Run back like Sol on Ahaz Diall See All 's vain LXXXVII This did I from THEOPHILA descry Not her fair-feather'd Speech could fly To Ground but my Ears Pitfall caught it instantly LXXXVIII Though her informing Voice be parted hence Tides of impressive Notions thence Flow soft as Shours on Balm sweet as Frankincense LXXXIX The Conqueror who wades in Bloud for Pow'r Cannot ensure th' ensuing Houre Death soon may his Ovations sweetest Nectar sowre XC All 's vain Th' Assyrian Lion Persian Bear Greek Leopard Roman Eagle-where Where is fam'd Troy that did so proudly domineer XCI Troy's gone yet Simois stayes O Fortunes Play That which was fixt is fled away And only what was ever-flitting still does stay XCII Vast Pyramids uprear'd t'interre the Dead Themselves like Men are sepulchred Ambitious Obelisks Ostents of Pride Dust wed XCIII HEAV'N sees the crumbling Fabrick of Earths Ball That Dust is Mans Original To HIM All Nature is as wither'd Leaves that fall XCIV Terrestrials transient are Kings fight for Clods HEAV'NS HEIRE is mightier PRINCE by odds Ev'n All is His and He is CHRISTS CHRIST is GODS XCV Thoughts dwell on This. Let 's be our own Deaths-Head The glorious Martyr lives though dead Sweet Rose in his own fadelesse Leaves enveloped XCVI HEAV'N was his Watch whose starrie Circles winde All Ages up the Hand that sign'd Those Figures guides them World thy Clocks are false blinde XCVII Time in ETERNITIES immense Book is But as a short Parenthesis Mans Life a point GODS Day is never-setting Bliss XCVIII Could Man summe up all Times so as if there A Moment not remaning were Yet all those close-throng'd Figures seem but Cyphers here XCIX Could Calculators multiply times Glass To Myriads more of Yeers alas Those Sands to This DURATION as a Minute passe C. Such mental Buds we from each Object take And for CHRISTS Spouse of Them we make Spiritual Wreaths nor do we Her own Words forsake CI. Arise ô North and thou ô South-winde blow Let Scent of Flow'rs and Spices flow That the BELOVED may into his Garden goe CII Whose Beauty Flow'rs whose Height made lofty Trees Whose Permanence made Time These Pay Tribute by Returns to HIM as Springs to Seas CIII This steals our Soul from her thick Loom t' aspire To Canzons tin'd with Enthean Fire Taking high Wing to soar up to the Angel-Quire CIV By such like Speculations would we stie To th' SUN of Righteousnesse though I A Star am lesse than least of all the Galaxie CV The Burden to each Hymn is This. Thy Wayes LORD are inscrutable All Dayes All Tongues are
making Jars LIII My Soul enlabyrinth'd in Grief spend Years In Sackcloth chamleted with Tears Retir'd to Rocks dark entrals court unwitnest Fears LIV. There passe with Heraclite a gentler Age Free from the sad ACCOUNT of Rage That acts the toilsome World on its tumultuous Stage LV. There sweet RELIGION strings and tunes and skrues The Souls Theorb ' and doth infuse Grave Dorick Epods in th' Enthusiastick MUSE LVI There LOVE turns trumpets into Harps which call Off Sieges from the gun-shot Wall Alluring them to HEAV'N her Seat Imperial LVII Thence came our Ioy and Thence HYMNS eas'd our Grief Of which th' ANGELICAL was chief Glory to GOD Earth Peace Good Will for Mans Relief LVIII Quills pluckt from Venus Doves impresse but shame Then give your Rimes to Vulcans Flame Hee 'l elevate your badger Feet He 's free though lame LIX Things fall and Nothings rise Old VIRTUE fram'd Honour for WISDOM WISDOM fam'd Old VIRTUE Such Times were Wealth then Arts Page was nam'd LX. Lambeth was Oxfords Whetstone Yet above Preferments Pinnacle they movâ— Who string the Vniverse and bracelet It for LOVE LXI Virtues magnifick Orb inflames their Zeal By high-rais'd ANTHEMS Plaguâ—s they heal And threefork'd Thunders in HEAVNS outstretcht Arm repeal LXII Shall Larks with shrill-chirpt Mattens rouze from Bed Of curtain'd Night Sols orient Head And shall quick SOULS lie numb'd as wrapt in Sheets of Lead LXIII Awake from slumbring Lethargie The gay And circling Charioter of Day In 's Progress through the azure Fields sees checks our Stay LXIV Arise and rising emulate the rare Industrious Spinsters who with fair Embroid'ries checker-work the Chambers of the Air. LXV Ascend Sol does on Hills his Gold display And scatt'ring Sweets does spice the Day And shoots delight through Nature with each arrow'd Ray. LXVI The Opal-colour'd Dawns raise Fancie high Hymns ravish those who Pulpets fly Convert dull Lead to active Gold by LOVE-CHYMIE LXVII As Natures prime Confectioner the Bee By her Flow'r-nibling Chymistrie Turns Vert to Or So VERSE gross Prose does rarifie LXVIII Pow'rs cannot Poets as They Pow'rs up-buoy Whose Soul-enliv'ning Charms Decoy Each wrinkled Care to the Pacifick Sea of Joy LXIX As where from Iewels sparkling Lustre darts Those Rayes enstarre the duskie Parts So Beams of Poesie give Light Life Soul to Arts. LXX Rich POESIE Thy more irradiant Gems Give Splendor unto DIADEMS And with coruscant Rayes emblazest HONOURS Stems LXXI Thee MUSE Arts ambient Air Inventions Door The Stage of Wits both Rich and Poor Do court â—A PRINCE may glory to become thy WOOER LXXII POETS ly'entomb'd by KINGS Arts Gums dispence By Rumination bruis'd are thence By VERSE so fir'd that their Perfume ENHEAV'NS the Sense LXXIII It s The'ory makes All wiser yet Few better Practise is Spirit Art the Letter Vse artlesse doth enlarge Art uselesse does but fetter LXXIV Sharp Sentences are Goads to make Deeds go Good Works are Males Words Females show Whose Lives act Presidents prevent the Laws and Do. LXXV So far We know as we obey GOD and HE counts We leave not his Command When as our Interludes but 'twixt our Acts do stand LXXVI Honours brave SOUL is in that Body shrin'd Which floats not with each giddy Winde Fickle as Courtly Dress but WISDOMS Sea does find LXXVII Steering by GRACES Pole-star which is fast In th' APOSTOLLICK Zodiack plac't Whose Course at first four EVANGELICK Pilots trac't LXXVIII The THEANTHROPICK WORD That mystick Glasse Of Revelations That masse Of Oracles That Fu'el of Pray'r That Wall of Brass LXXIX That Print of HEAV'N on Earth That Mercies Treasure And Key That Evidence and Seisure Faiths Card Hopes Anchor Loves full Sail Abyss of Pleasure LXXX Such SAINTS high Tides n'ere ebbe so low to shelf Them on the Quicksand of their self Swallowing Corruption Sin 's the Wrack They fly that Elf. LXXXI Gloomier than West of Death than North of Night Than Nest of Triduan Blacks with Fright Which Egypt scar'd when HE brought Darkness WHO made Light LXXXII Compar'd to whose Storm thund'ring Peals are calm Compar'd to whose Sting Asps yield Balm Compar'd to whose loath'd Charm Death is a Mercy-Psalm LXXXIII Her Snares escap'd soar Muse to HIM whose bright Spirit-illuminating Sight Turns Damps to glorious Dayes turns Fogs to radiant Light LXXXIV RELIGION's Wisdoms Study That display LORD countermand what goes astray And smite the Ass rude Flesh when it does start or bray LXXXV Soul thou art lesse than MERCIES least Three ne're Depart from Sin Shame Guilt and Fear Fear Shame Guilt Sin are Four Yet All in One appear LXXXVI Crest-faln by Sin how wretchedly I stray Me thinks 't is Pride in me to pray HEAV'N aid me strugling under this sad Load of Clay LXXXVII No Man may merit yet did ONE we hold Who most do vant their Zeal are cold Thus Tin for Silver goes with these and Brasse for Gold LXXXVIII Renew my Heart direct my Tongue unseal My Hand inspire my Faith reveal My Hope encrease my Love and my Backslidings heal LXXXIX Let Language Mans choice Glory serve the Minde Thy SPIRIT on Bezaliel shin'd Help BLOUD by Faith apply'd Thy Spittle cur'd the Blinde XC Turn Sense to Spirit Nature's chang'd alone By GRACE THAT is the Chymick-stone And thy all-pow'rful WORD is pure Projection XCI TRUTHS Touchstone surest Rule that ere was fra'md Tradition Mans dark Map 's disclaim'd The Paper burns me not yet I am all inflam'd XCII For as I read such inward Splendor glowes Such Life-renewing Vigour flowes That All what 's known of thy most righteous WILL It showes XCIII Whose Spells make Enochs walk with THEE withhold Corruption and translate e're old All Vaticans are drosse THIS Magisterial Gold XCIV Thus poor numm'd Tartars when th' are brought into Warm Persias Gem-pav'd Court are so Reviv'd that then They live till then half dead w th Snow XCV Good Thoughts from THEE infus'd I do derive Good Words effus'd THOU dost me give Good Works diffus'd by THEE in THEE do live thrive XCVI Nerve-stretching Muse thy Bow 's new strung shoot then Hymns to the BEST from worst of Men Make Arts thy Tributaries twist Heart Tongue Pen. XCVII But how can Eves degenerate Issue bent To Sin in its weak Measures vent Thy PRAISE Unmeasurable and Omnipotent XCVIII Shrubs cannot Cedars nor Wrens Eagles praise Nor purblinde Owls on Sols Orb gaze What is a drop to Seas a Beam to boundlesse Raies XCIX Yet Hope and Love may raise my drooping Flight And Faith in THEE embeam my Night Great LOVE supply Faiths Nerves with winged Hope I WRITE C. My Spirit LORD my Soul my Bodie all My Thoughts Words Works hereafter shall Praise THEE and Sin bemone JESU how lov'dst THOU me Me blessed thy LOVE make Me raised Thy LOVE take JESU my pretious ONE May This LOVES OFFERING be My Heart Tongue Eye Hand boweâ— Knee As All came from let All return to THEE NVnc sacra primus habet Finem mea Cura Libellus IÃ m
precor impellat sanctior Aura ratem I felix rapidas diffindas Caerula Syrtes Te Divina regit DEXTERA Sospes abi NON NOBIS DOMINE THEOPHILAS LOVE-SACRIFICE The Summary of the Poem THEOPHILA or Divine Love ascends to her BELOV'D by three Degrees By Humilitie by Zeal by Contemplation In the First She is Sincere In the Second Fervent In the Third Extatical In her Humiliation She sadly condoles her Sin in her Devotion She improves her Grace In her Meditation She antidates her Glory and triumphantly congratulates the Fruition of her SPOUSE And by three Wayes which Divines call the Purgative Illuminative and Vnitive She is happily led into the Disquisition of Sin by Man of Suffering by CRIST as SPONSOR of Salvation by HIM as REDEEMER In the Purgative Way she falls upon Repentance Mortification Self-denial helpt in part by the Knowledge of herself which breeds Contrition Renuntiation and Purpose of Amendment In the Illuminative she pursues Moral Vertues Theological Graces and Gospel-promises revealed by CHRIST as the Great APOSTLE which begets in her Gratitude Imitation and Appropriation In the Vnitive she is wholly taken up with Intuition of supercoelestial Excellencies with beatifical Apprehensions and Adherencies as to CHRIST in Bodie to the Holy GHOST in Spirit to GOD the FATHER in a bright Resemblance of the Divine NATURE All which are felt by the Knowledg of CHRIST as MEDIATOR whence flow Admiration Elevation consummated in GLORIFICATION And were Mysteriously intimated in the Symbolical Oblations of the Star-led Sophies Who by their Myrrhe signify'd Faith Chastity Mortification the Purgative Actions by their Incense implied Hope Prayer Obedience the Illuminative Devotions by their Gold importing Charity Satiety Radiancie the Vnitive Eminencies And it is the only Ambition of THEOPHILA to offer these presents to her BELOV'D by whom her Sin is purged her Understanding enlightned her Will and Affections enflamed to the Communion of all his GLORIES Thus She by recollecting past Creation present Corruption and future BEATIFICAL VISION endeavors to rowze us up from Hellish Security Worldly Solicitude and Carnal Concupiscence that being rais'd we may conform to the will submit to the Power and sympathize with the SPIRIT of CHRIST by a total Resignation of Self-comforts Abilities Ends and by the internal Acts of Love Devotion Contemplation She makes Sense subservient to Reason Reason to Faith and Faith to the written Word By Faith she beleeves what he has reveal'd and yields him up all her Vnderstanding By Hope She waits for his Promises and refers to Him all her Will By Charity she Loves his Excellencies and resignes to him all her Affections And by all these She triumphs over Sin Death Hell in the sensual World and by his Virtue Grace Favour enjoyes an eminent Degree of PERFECTION in the Intellectual THE AVTHORS PRAYER O THOU most High distinct in PERSONS undivided in ESSENCE Eternal PRINCIPLE of all Substances essential BEING of all Subsistencies CAUSE of all Causalities LIFE of our Souls and SOUL of our Lives Whose DEITIE is as far beyond the Comprehension of our Reason as thy OMNIPOTENCIE transcends our Impotencie We wretched Dust acknowledge that Adams Fall as it depriv'd us of all Good so hath it deprav'd us with all Evil for from our production to our Dissolution our Life if strictly discussed will be found wholly tainted alwayes tempted with Sin We discover our Condition to be more corrupt than we can fully discover The Sense of our Sin stupifies us the Sight of it reveals our Blindness and the Remembrance thereof doth put us in Minde of our forgetfulnesse of THEE The Number of our Transgressions surpasseth our Skill in Arithmetick their Weight is insupportable depressing us even to the Abysse their Guilt more extense than any thing but thy MERCIE O LORD we have loved Darknesse more than Light because our Deeds were evil therefore THOU hast shew'd us terrible Things We have sucked out the Dregs of deadly Wine Our National Crimes have extorted from thy JUSTICE National Iudgements Our hellish Sins enflame thy WRATH and thy WRATH enflames Hell-fire against us We want so much of Happinesse as of Obedience our Beatitude consisting in a thorough Submission of our Determinations unto thy Disposings and our Practise to thy Providence which causeth us with humbly-pressing Importunitie to implore thy GOODNESSE for HIS SAKE who of mere Love took upon Him a Nature of Infirmities to cure the Infirmities of our Nature that THOU would'st give us a Sense of our Senselesness and a fervent Desire of more Fervency and true Remorse and Sorrow for want of Remorse and Sorrow for these our Sins O Steer the mysticall Ship of thy CHURCH safe amidst the Rocks and Quicksands of Schism and Heresie Superstition and Sacriledge into the fair Havens of PEACE and TRUTH Give to thy disconsolate Spouse melting in Tears of Bloud the Spirit of Sanctitie and Prudence May the Light which conducts her to thy Coelestial CANAAN be never mockt by new false Lights of apostatizing Hypocrisie nor extinguished by Barbarism Thou our FATHER art the GOD of Peace thy SON our SAVIOUR the Prince of Peace Thy SPIRIT the Spirit of Peace thy Servants the Children of Peace whose Dutie is the Studie of Peace and the End of their Faith the Peace of GOD which passeth all Vnderstanding Let All submit to thy SCEPTER adore thy JUDGEMENTS revere thy LAWS and love THEE above All for thine OWN SAKE and others ev'n their Enemies for THY SAKE having THEE for our Pattern thy PRECEPTS for our Rule and thy SPIRIT for our Guide And now in particular I throw my self who have unmeasurably swarved from thy Statutes upon thy Mercies beseeching THEE to give me a deep Sense of my own Vnworthiness and yet withall sincere Thankfulnesse for thy Assistancies Grant that my Sorrow for Sin may be unfeigned my Desires of Forgiveness fervent my purpose of Amendment stedfast that so my Hopes of HEAVEN may be advanced and what THOU hast sowen in thy MERCIE THOU mayest reap from my Duty Let Religion and right Reason rule as Soveraign in me and let the irascible and concupiscible Faculties be their Subjects Give me an Estate balanc'd between Want and Waste Pity and Envie Give me Grace to spend my Wealth and Strength in thy Service Let all my Melancholy be Repentance my Ioyes spiritual Exultations my Rest Hope my Peace a good Conscience and my Acquiescence in THEE In THEE as the Principle of Truth in thy Word as the Measure of Knowledge in thy Law as the Rule of Life in thy Promise as the Satisfaction of Hope and in thy Vnion as the highest Fruition of Glory O Thou Spring of Bountie who hast given thy SON to Redeem me Thy Holy SPIRIT to sanctifie me and Thy SELF to satisfie me give me a generous Contempt of sensual Delusions that I may see the Vanity of the World the Deceitfulnesse of Riches the Shame of Pleasures the folly of Sports the Inconstancie of Honours the Danger of
Greatness and the strict Account to be given for All O then give me an undaunted Fortitude an elevated Course of Contemplation a Resignation of Spirit and a sincere Desire of thy Glory Adde O LORD to the Cheerfulness of my Obedience the Assurance of Faith and to the Confidence of my Hope the Joyes of Love O THOU who art the Fountain of my Faith the Object of my Ioy and the Rock of my Confidence guide my Passion by Reason my Reason by Religion my Religion by Faith my Faith by thy Word be pleased to improve thy Word by thy SPIRIT that so being established by Faith confirmed in Hope and rooted in Charitie I may be only ambitious of THEE prizing THEE above the Delights of Men Love of Women and Treasures of the World Nothing being so pretious as thy Favour so dreadfull as thy Displeasure so hateful as Sin so desirable as thy Grace Let my Heart be alwayes fixt upon Thee possessed by Thee established in Thee true unto Thee upright toward Thee and entire for Thee that being thus inebriated with the sweet and pure streams of thy Sanctuary I may serve Thee to the utmost of each Faculty with all the Extension of my Will and Intension of my Affections till my Love shall ascend from Earth to HEAVEN from small Beginnings to the Consummatiâ—n of a well-regulated and never ceasing Charitie O GOD who art no lesse infinite in Wisdom than in Goodness let me where I cannot rightly know Thee there reverently admire Thee that in Transcendencies my very Ignorance may honour Thee Let thy Holy SPIRIT inflame my Zeal inform my Judgement conform my Will reform my Affections and transform me wholly into the Image and Imitation of Thy Onely SON Grant that I may improve my Talent to thy Glory who art the Imparter of the Guift the Blesser of the Action and the Assister of the Designe So that having sowen to the Spirit I may by thy Mercies and Thy SONS Merits who is the SON of thy Love the Anchor of my Hope and the Finisher of my Faith reap Life everlasting And now in his only Name vouchsafe to accept from dust and ashes the Oblation of this weak yet willing Service and secure the Possession to THY SELF that Sin may neither pollute the Sacrifice divide the Guift nor question the Title Fill my Mouth with Praises for these happy Opportunities of Contemplation the managing of publick Actions lesse agreeing with my Disposition and though my Body be retir'd yet let my Soul be enlarged like an uncaptiv'd Bird to soar in the Speculation of Divine Mysteries O be praysed for that in this general Combustion of Christendom THOU hast vouchsafed me a little Zoar as Refuge in which my Soul doth yet live to magnifie Thee But above All for my Redemption from the Execution of thy Wrath by the Execration of the SON of thy Love having made Innocence to become guilty to make the guilty innocent and the Sun of Righteousness to suffer a total Eclipse to expiate the Deeds of Darkness Be THOU exalted for the Myriads of thy Mercies in my Travells through Europ as far transcending my Computation as Compensation But chiefly for the Hope Thou hast given me that when I have served Thee inhumbly-strict Obedience to the Glorie of thy Name THOU art pleased that I shall enter into the GLORY of my LORD to all Eternitie where I shall behold THEE in thy Majesty CHRIST thy SON in his Glory the SPIRIT in his Sanctity the Hierarchy of Heaven in their Excellencie and the Saints in their Rest in which Rest there is perfect Tranquillitie and in this Tranquillity Ioy and in this Ioy Variety and in this Variety Security and in this Security Immortality with Thee Who reignest in the Excellencies of Transcendencie and in the infinite Durations of a blessed Eternitie To WHOM with the IMAGE of thy GOODNESSE and the BREATH of thy LOVE ô most glorious TRINITY and ineffable UNITIE be all Sanctitie and Adoration sacrificed now and for evermore Amen Amen INto the most Holy TREASVRIE Of the ever-glorious PRAISES Of the MEDIATOR between GOD Man CHRIST JESUS The Empyraean Flame of the DIVINITY Indefinible Interminable Ineffable The Immaculate Earth of the HUMANITY Inseparable Inconfusible Inconvertible Mysterious in an Hypostaticall UNION WHO is The true LIGHT enlightning the World The ETERNAL WORD By ENERGIE Incarnated Embrightning our knowledge Enlivening our FAITH Quickning our HOPE Enflaming our LOVE Prostrated dust and ashes With an adoring Awfulness trembling Veneration To his INFINITE MAJESTIE Doth humbly cast this Mite Acknowledging from GOD all Opportunities of Good to be improved by His GRACE to His GLORY THEOPHILAS LOVE-SACRIFICE CANTO II. The Humiliation ARGUMENT Vnde superbit Homo cujus Conceptio Culpa Nasci Poena Labor Vita necesse morâ— Totus homo pravus Caro Mens Natura Voluntas Coelicus act Hominis Crimina tollit AMOR. The Deiform'd Soul deform'd by Sin repents In Pray'rs and Tears her Grief She vents And till Faith cheer her by CHISTS Love Life Death laments STANZA I. ALMIGHTY POWER Who did'st All Souls Create Who did'st Redeem their faln Estate Who still dost Sanctifie and them Redintegrate II. Sourse River Ocean of all Blisse instill Spring-tides into my low-ebb'd Quill Each graceful Work flowes from what works all Grace Thy Will III. LORD Thou before Time Matter Form or Place Wast All E're Natures mortal Race Thy SELF Host Guest and Palace Natures total Space IV. When yet though not discern'd in that Abysse CREATOR WORD and SPIRIT of Blisse In UNITY the TRINE one GOD adored is V. E're THOU the Chrystal-mantled HEAV'N didst rear Or did the Earth Sols Bride appear First Race of Intellectuals mad'st THEE to revere VI. Praise best doth Inexpressibles expresse Soul Th' ARCHITECT of Wonders blesse Whose All-creating WORD embirth'd a Nothingnesse VII Who brooding on the Deep Production Dispos'd then call'd out Light which on The formless Worlds rude Face was all dispers'dly thrown VIII When callow Nature pluckt from out her Nest Of Causes was awak'd from Rest Her shapeless Lump with fledg'd effects He trimly drest IX Then new-born Day HE gilt with glittering Sun Contracted Light with changing Moon He Night adorn'd and hung up Lamps like spangled Bullion X. The Earth with Water mixt HE separates Earth Plants brought forth and Beasts All Mates The Waters Fowl and Fish to yield Man delicates XI Then did of th' El'ements Dust Mans Bodie frame A perfect Microcosm the Same He quickned with a sparkle of Pneumatick Flame XII More Heav'nly specify'd by Life from th' WORD That Nature doth This Grace afford And Glory from the SPIRIT design'd as threefold Cord. XIII Man ere a Childe by ' Infusion wise though He Was of yet not for Earth though free Chanc'lour install'd of Edens Universitie XIV His Virgin-Sister-Wife i' th Grove He woo'd Heav'ns Nursery new Fruit his Food Skin was his Robe Clouds washt Winds swept his Floor All good XV. Envie that GOD should so love Man
Laughter stretch our Spleen Come Sack in Crystal Shrine XII First Wine shall set next shall a wanton Dame Our Blood on Fire then quench our Flame But Brute Repentance shall or Hell thy wild-fire tame XIII Now with the Gallon ere thou try'st a Fall Think o' th' Hand-writing on the Wall If Bacchus th' Inturn gets down Conscience goes All. XIV Shouldst thou but once the swinish Drunkard view Presented in a Myrrour true Quite souc'd in Tavern Juice in him thy self thou 'dst rue XV. A nobler Birth with an ignoble Breast Rich Corps without a Minde 's a Beast He 's raz'd from Honours Stem who Riot is thy Guest XVI Thy Guests swoln Dropsies and dull Surfets are The Gluttons Teeth their Graves prepare They 're sick in Health living dead whose Maw's their Care XVII Go Corm'rants go with your luxurious Flock Rap'd from three Elements we mock Your muskie Jellie Pheasant candid Apricock XVIII To Arabs that they send their Phoenix write In 's spice Nest be cookt it might Far fetch 't dear bought best suits the Apician Appetite XIX Go with thy Stags embalm'd entombd in Paste On Tenants Sweat feeds rampant Waste We prize 'bove wilde Intemp'rance a Carthusian Fast. XX. Excesse enhanceth Rates Thou on this Score Grind'st 'twixt thy Teeth the starving Poor Who beg dry Crums which they with Tears would moysten ore XXI Laz'rus thy Skin's Deaths Sheet 'twixt that Bone There 's no Parenthesis bemone Dives CHRISTS Members now or thou shalt ever grone XXII Prance pamper'd Stallions to the Grave y' are driv'n Nought satisfies the Soul but HEAV'N Th' art empty World from Morn through Noon to doting Ev'n XXIII In twice-dy'd Tyrian Purple thou dost nest Restlesse with heaving Fumes opprest Which cause tumultuous Dreams Foes to indulgent Rest. XXIV From hence the Spark what pitty ' t is is Ill Grown cropsick Post for Physicks Skill Phlebotomize he must and take the Vomit Pill XXV Doctor the Cause of this Distemper state us His Cachexie results from Flatus Hypocondrunkicus ex Crapulâ creatus XXVI School him whose HEAV'N is Sense whose Reason dim Who wasts his Time as Time wasts him Give ore his Soul Divine Tayler make's Body trim XXVII Now sheath'd in rusling Silks new Suits display Thy Cloaths outworth Thee Wisemen say Hedg-creeping Glow-worms never mount to starrie Ray. XXVIII Yet who 's born under Iupiter shall move I' th Sphear of Honour Riches Love Say Wizards Vnder Jove w' are all born none above XXIX Still to be pounct perfum'd still queintly drest Still to be guarded to a Feast By fawning Looks squinting hearts like an Arrest XXX Still to have toting Waits unâ—eel thine Eyes In Bed at Board when sit when rise Such Card'nal-like their Paris prize 'bove Paradise XXXI Know Worldlings that Prosperitie's a Gin If wantoniz'd breeds Storms within To Torture turns the Metamorphosis of Sin XXXII Pomp it s own Burthen is Whose slippery State Oft headlong by too rash Debate Tumbles for value of a Straw pulls on its Fate XXXIII His Heart-blood seeths that Blood sends up in Heat Fierce Spirits those i' th' Eye their Seat Fires kindle fiery Eyes like Comets Ruine threat XXXIV Fierce Balaam hold thy Hand and smite no Asse But him i' th' Saddle he alas Wounds through her Sides himself Wrath through the Soul doth pass XXXV Duels for Blood like Molocks Idol gape Thou turn'd a Swine out of an Ape First put'st on Peacocks Pride at last the Tygers Shape XXXVI They 'r gross not Great who serve wild Laws of Blood Such only Great who dare be Good GRACE buoies up Honor which without It sticks in mud XXXVII Make thorough Search As hard to finde thy Cure As Circles puzling Quadrature Or next Way by North-Sea to sail to China sure XXXVIII Lo idle Sloth in Lap of Sodom plac't Here lies He did Occasions wast Invaluable now irreparable past XXXIX Go wanton with the Winde misus'd Hours have A Life no other then the Grave Most for Lifes circumstance the Cause of living wave XL. The privie Councel of the glorious TRINE Did in creating Man combine Angels lookt on and wondred at the Soul divine XLI Which Storehouse of three living Natures is Doth the vast World epitomize Of whom ev'n All we see 's but a Periphrasis XLII Now to what End can we conceive Mans Frame Save to the Glory of GODS Name And his eternal Blisse included in the Same XLIII Fools living die SAINTS dying live Seeds thrive When earth't Who dye to Sin survive So to come richer up Pearl-fishers deeper dive XLIV Now 's Courtesan appears who blowes Loves Fire Her pratling Eyes speak vain Desire To catch this art-fair flie the following Trouts aspire XLV The gamesome Flie that round the Candle playes Is scorcht to Death i' th courted Blaze Thus is the Amourist destroy'd by lustful Gaze. XLVI This Dame of Pleasure does to seem more bright Lattice her Day with bars of Night Spots this fair Sorceress Cloud more to enforce Delight XLVII This Helen who does Beautie counterfeit And on her Face black Patches set Like Tickets on the Door shewes that She may be Let. XLVIII She 'd Coach Affection on her Cheek But why W'ud Cupids Horses climb so high Over her alpine Nose t' orethrow it in her Eye XLIX Truths Apes beware such Wheels your Earth do wear Horses with rugged Hoofe will tear VVho living's coacht with Pride shal dying fall w th Fear L. But noble LADIES VIRGINS chast as fair Sweet modest Sex that Virtuous are Ye First my Honour my Respect ye Second share LI. ANGELICK FORMS far be it to perplex Or cast Aspersion on your Sex Loose Art in Those your native beaming Lustre decks LII So have I seen the Limners Hand design A ruder Peece neer one Divine With this course face to make That other Beauty shine LIII Her Eyes spread Nets her Lips Baits her Arms Enthralling Chains Sense hugs the Charms Of Idlenesse and Pride while Reason's free from Harms LIV. Tempestuous Whirlwindes revell in the Air Of her feig'nd Sighs her Smile 's a Snare Which she as slighly sets as subtly does prepare LV. Scarce is the Toy at Noon to th' Girdle drest Nine Pedlars need each Morn be prest To lanch her forth A ship as soon is rigg'd to th' West LVI At length Shee 's built up with accoutred Grace The Spark's enflam'd with her set Face Her glancing Eye her lisping Lip her mincing Pace LVII On those his optick Faculties do play Like frisking Motes in sunny Day Like gawdy nothings in the Trigon Glasse that ray LVIII On her profusely now he spends his Ore Scarce the Triumvir lavisht more When he did costly treat his stately Memphian Whore LIX Thou inconsid'rate Flash spend'st pretious Dayes In Dances Banquets Courtisms Playes To gain the Shade of Joy which soon as gaind decayes LX. Which barely tasted makes thee long the more Enjoy'd 't is loath'd was lov'd before Thus nor Mirths Flood nor ebbe can
Ruine by Civil Warre supported Belgâ—a overthrown the Spanish invincible Navie expelled the Spaniards out of Ireland received the Irish into Mercie enriched England by her most prudent Government 45 Years Elizabeth a vertuous and triumphant Queen in the 70th year of her Age in most happy and peaceable manner departed this Life leaving here her mortal parts until by the last Trump she shall rise immortal LXXII She past the Furnace to be more refin'd From Flames drew Purity of Minde Not heat of Passion hence being try'd She brighter shin'd LXXIII Here wound here lance me LORD thy Austin cries Dissect me here for Paradise The Cross the Altar be so Love be Sacrifice LXXIV Imprint thy LOVE so deep into my Heart That neither Hunger Thirst nor Smart Gain Losse nor Thraldom Life nor Death Us ever part LXXV Should Foes rip up my Breast with piercing Blade My Soul would but have Passage made Through which to HEAV'N she might in Purple Riv'lets wade LXXVI Forbid the Banes 'twixt Soul and Body joyn'd The Corps but falls to be refin'd And re-espous'd unto the Glorifi'd high Minde LXXVII Who makes th' ALMIGHTY his Delight He goes To Martyrdom as to Repose The Red Sea leads to PALESTINE where all Ioy flowes LXXVIII Steel'd 'gainst Afflictions Anvel let 's become Proud of the Worlds severest Doom No Majestie on Earth is like to Martyrdome LXXIX Enter into thy Masters Ioy ' s so great This Thought is with such Flames repleat That from th' High Court of Mercy Souls all Deaths defeat LXXX Who saith Fear not HIM must we fear alone Blest whom no Fear makes Faith be gone How many must they fear who fear not only ONE LXXXI We are but once to our Graves Port brought in To which from Birth w' have sailing bin It matters not what Way so we scape Rocks of Sin LXXXII But hark 't is late the Whislers knock from Plough The droyling Swineheards Drum beats now Maids have their Cursies made to th' spungy-teated Cow LXXXIII Larks roosted are the folded Flocks are pent In huâ—dled Grates the tir'd Ox sent In loose Trace home now Hesper lights his Torch 〈◊〉 Tent. LXXXIV See glimmering Light the Pharos of our Cot By Innocence protected not By Guards we thither tend where Ev'n-song's not forgot LXXXV O Pray'r Thou Anchor through the Worldly Sea Thou sov'raign Rhet'rick 'bove the Plea Of Flesh that feed'st the fainting Soul thou art 〈◊〉 Key LXXXVI Blest Season when Dayes Eye is clos'd to win Our Heart to clear th' Account when Sin Has past the Audit Ravishments of Soul begin LXXXVII Who never wake to meditate or weep Shall â—ure be sentenc'd for their Sleep Night to forepassed Day should still strict Centrie keep LXXXVIII O let them perish midst their flaring Clay Who value Treasures with a Day Devoutly spent FAITH' 's the true Gem the World a Gay LXXXIX So wastful Vsâ—rer as thy self there 's None Who 〈◊〉 three true Gems for one 〈…〉 Thy Rest Famâ— Soul for ever gone XC When 〈◊〉 Mists our Hemisphear invade Of all the Air when one Blot's made 〈…〉 XCI Then for an Hour Elixir of Delight We Heav'n beleag'ring pray and write When every Eye is lockt but those that watch the Night XCII Saints fight on bended Knees their Weapons are Defensive Patience Tears and Pray'r Their Valour most when without Witness Hell do's scare XCIII May whiter Wishes wing'd with Zeal appear Lovely unto Thy purest Ear Where nothing is accepted but what 's chast and clear XCIV Lifes hectick Fits finde Cordials in Pray'rs Hive Transcendently Restorative Which might our Iron Age to its first Gold retrive XCV See listning Time runs back to fetch the Age Of Gold when Pray'r does Heav'n engage Devotion is Religions Life-blood 't is Gods Page XCVI Who brings rich Bliss by Bills of sure Exchange The Blessings that the Poor arrange For Alms receiv'd that Day beatifies our Grange XCVII Dance Nabals with large Sails on smiling Tides Till the black Storm against you rides Whose pitchie Rains interminable Vengeance guides XCVIII But LORD let Charitie our Table spread Let Vnity adorn our Bed And may soft Love be Pillow underneath our Head XCIX Enricht le ts darn up Want what Fortune can Or give or take away from Man We prize not much HEAV'N payes the good Samaritan C. Thus Life still blessing and still blest we spend Thus entertain we Death as Friend To disapparel us for GLORIES endlesse End CI. Who thus forgot in Graces growes as Years Loves cherisht Pray'r unwitnest Tears Rescu'd from monstrous Men no other Monster fears CII They who their dwelling in Abdera had Did think Democritus was mad He knew t was so of them The Application's sad CIII Knew but the World what COMFORTS tiding on Flow to such Recollection It would run mad with Envie be with Rage undone CIV O Sequestration Rich to Worldlings Shame A Life 's our Object not a Name Herostratus did sail like Witch i' th' Air of Fame CV Get long-breath'd Chronicles ye need such Alms Sue from Diurnal Breefs for Palms Injurious Grandeur for its frantick Pride wants Balms CVI. In Aery Flatt'ries Rumour not Fame lies Inconstancie Times Mistresse cries It up which soon by arguing Time Truths Parent dies CVII Fames Plant takes Root from Vertue grows thereby Pure Souls though Fortune-trod stand high When mundane shallow-searching Breath It self shall die CVIII O frail Applause of Flesh swoln Bubbles passe Turf-fire more Smoak than Splendor has What Bulwark firm on Sand What shell for Pearl may passe CIX But Saints with an attentive Hope from High On HEAV'NS Paroll do live and die Passing from Lifes short Night to Dayes ETERNITIE CX Whâ— blessedly so breathe and leave their Breath Of dying Life make living Death Each Day spent like the last does act a HEAV'N beneath CXâ— Death's one long Sleep and humane Life no more Than one short Watch an Hour before World after thy mad Tempest 't is the landing Shore CXII Mid point betwixt the Lives of Losse and Gain The Path to boundlesse Ioy or Pain Saints Birth-day Natures Dread GRACE doth this Bandog chain CXIII When Moses from high Pisgahs Top descry'd Fair Canaan Type o' th' HEAV'NLY Bâ—IDE He breath'd out his Joy-ravisht Soul so sweetly dy'd CXIV To IMMORTALITIE the Grave 's a Womb We passe into a Glorious Room Thorough the gloomie Entry of a narrow Tomb. CXV LORD as THOU mad'st most pow'rful ONE in THREE The World of nothing so let me Make nothing of the World but make my All in THEE CXVI Pardon the By-steps that my Soul has trod Most Great Good Glorious Gratious GOD Seal THOU the Bill of my Divorse to Earths dull clod CXVII Thy boundlesse Sourse of GRACE the scarlet Spot Scour'd white as Wool that first did blot Th' Original in Man that was so fairly wrot CXVIII Check not my Hope but spurre my Fear to THEE Virtue to court and Vice to flee Love lend thou me thy Spurre Fear thou my Bridle be CXIX