. Emblems . f Grace, a little throne of Glory: A Heav*n born OfF-fpring of a new-born birth * An earthly Heavn; an ounce of Hcavniy earth. S, AUGUST. Book z. Etnhlemes. 123 S. AUGUST. I O hippy hearty rohre piety affefletb, tokere humiVtty fub*;f/?j, rotfre repentance corre^eth, vchite ohedienc e diredeth,Vfkere p:frfev:ra7!cep£rfc3:ctb, rob^re powr prctefietb^ Vfb^rs I ikvotioa pTOJccieib^ tokere cbjurity connc^ab. S. G R E G. i Which Tvsy foever the beirt turnetb it fdf {if cxrefuSy)it jhiU commonly ob^erve^tbit in thofe ve^y thirds toe lofe GoJ,in tboje very things to; jhaJ f
. Emblems . f Grace, a little throne of Glory: A Heav*n born OfF-fpring of a new-born birth * An earthly Heavn; an ounce of Hcavniy earth. S, AUGUST. Book z. Etnhlemes. 123 S. AUGUST. I O hippy hearty rohre piety affefletb, tokere humiVtty fub*;f/?j, rotfre repentance corre^eth, vchite ohedienc e diredeth,Vfkere p:frfev:ra7!cep£rfc3:ctb, rob^re powr prctefietb^ Vfb^rs I ikvotioa pTOJccieib^ tokere cbjurity connc^ab. S. G R E G. i Which Tvsy foever the beirt turnetb it fdf {if cxrefuSy)it jhiU commonly ob^erve^tbit in thofe ve^y thirds toe lofe GoJ,in tboje very things to; jhaJ find God: iTJhill find tb; h:it ofhi* porocr in confideration of thofe tbin^t, in xhelove oj which t things be tvas mod cold^ and bj what tbiigs it fell, psrvertedj^^ hyfe things it is raifed^ fcnverted. EPIG. 15,My heart! But wherefore do I can thee Co ?1 have renouncM mv infrcft long ago:When ihou werc falfe and flefhly, 1 *as thine;Mine wert thou n?ver, till thouv/ert not mine. I2 U4 Emhkmes. Book 3,-. Lord all nuf lefire is hcfore ihcandrmr arca^ur:*?^ Thft kid iom uiee THE THIRD BOOK 7^he Entertainment;. ALL you whofc better thoughts are newly born,And (rebaptizd with holy fire) can fcornThr worlds bafe tfa(h, whofc necks difdain to bearTh impsrioosyoke of Satan ; wbofe cbaft carNo wanton Songs of Syrens can furprizeWith falfc delight; whofe more then Eagle-eyesCan view the glorious flames of gold, and gazeOn glitt*ciflgbeams of honour, and do not dazd jWhofe fouls caa fpurn at pleafure, and denyThe lo:5fefuggeftions of the flefh, draw nigh-And you whofe amrous, whofe feleft defiresWould feel the warmth of thofe tranfcendent fires,Which (like the rifing Sun) put out the lightOf f^ ftar, and turn her day to night;You that would lore, and haTe yoar palTions crowndWith greater happinefs, than can be foundIn your own wifhes; you that would afFeftWhere neither fcorn, nor guile, nor difrefpedShall wound your torturd fouls; that would enj)y3Where neither want can pinch, nor f
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