. Emblems and hieroglyphics on a great variety of subjects, moral and Emblished with near an hundred emblematical cuts from Quarles Emblems . ould fly, I cannot get from hence :Earths heavy Clog, alas ! I wear,Its Weights tao great for me to bear. My Words and Deeds, that Good intend, Are interrupted ft ill ;My Sighs and Vows, that up I fend, Draggd down to Earth I feel :•My God, I fpread my Wing* in vain,Till thou unlink, my bolted Chain. Thfi Mora l. > what a Load cf Flem the Chriftian bears!eplete with Frailties and diftracling and Dileafes corporally felt,nd Confci
. Emblems and hieroglyphics on a great variety of subjects, moral and Emblished with near an hundred emblematical cuts from Quarles Emblems . ould fly, I cannot get from hence :Earths heavy Clog, alas ! I wear,Its Weights tao great for me to bear. My Words and Deeds, that Good intend, Are interrupted ft ill ;My Sighs and Vows, that up I fend, Draggd down to Earth I feel :•My God, I fpread my Wing* in vain,Till thou unlink, my bolted Chain. Thfi Mora l. > what a Load cf Flem the Chriftian bears!eplete with Frailties and diftracling and Dileafes corporally felt,nd Confcience bardend with condemning Guilt,urb the fwifc Wings of his aipiring Zeal,nd hang a Clog on his devotional Will,low earneitly he longs to be difraifsdrorn thefe, to be with his Redeemer Chrisx !!e iongs to fee that dear and lovely Face,*idiaot with Glories, beaming evrv ardent Wifh is, that he may enjoylis Saviours Prefence, nothing to annoy. from this World he could be once releasd,fitl* Jesus he fhall be for ever blefsd ;is without Meafure, and without a Date,is Welcome to eternal Manfions 146 Hie ROGLV phicks$ BookVEMBLEM X,. imprifond in this Cage of Fleih,We earneftly Enlargement wifh ;In Hopes that God Relief will bring,The caged Bird its Song will fing. Book V-. Moral and Di v i n e. XtfEMBLEM X, The Soul like a Bird in a Cage* MY Soul is like a caged Bird,That would its Freedom gain,,liut with the Bars of Fletf) immufd,Her Labour is in vain. Birth was the Key that let her in ; Tis Death that lets her o-c;Shes held a prifoner there by Sin ; And there me hops about. From Perch to Perch (he flaps and fings, If keen-eyd Faith prevail;But Senfe will make her hang her Wing?, Her drooping Spirits fanl. From Senfe to Hope ilie leaps away ; From Hope ihe jumps to Doubt;Reiikfs, *he can on nothing flay, Till Death ihail let her out. The Moral. \V»2t various Troubles do the Saints awaitWhile theyre confind to this unhappy State ?ExposVd to Scorn, by Tyranny opp
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