. Emblemes . Happily thou rpilt fay y none canfee thyfice ald Ih?: Ah Lord, let me die, that I jee thee;{et me fee thee, that I may die: I vpouldnot live, hut die; that Imay lee Chriji, J dcjire death 3 that 1 may live vpith chrijt, I d^-fpif<: life. ANSELM. Med. cap. 5. 0 excellent hiding, rrhich is h(Come my perfcBion \ My Godthen hidejl thy treafure^ to Ifindlc my difue j thoit hided thy pearlyto inflame the fecl^cr 5 tho:{ ddayfi to give, that thou milfi teachme to importune-jfeemft no: to hear, to ma\e mepsrfevcre. EPIG. 7. If heavns all-qulcknlng Eyes vouchfafe to {bineUpon eui f
. Emblemes . Happily thou rpilt fay y none canfee thyfice ald Ih?: Ah Lord, let me die, that I jee thee;{et me fee thee, that I may die: I vpouldnot live, hut die; that Imay lee Chriji, J dcjire death 3 that 1 may live vpith chrijt, I d^-fpif<: life. ANSELM. Med. cap. 5. 0 excellent hiding, rrhich is h(Come my perfcBion \ My Godthen hidejl thy treafure^ to Ifindlc my difue j thoit hided thy pearlyto inflame the fecl^cr 5 tho:{ ddayfi to give, that thou milfi teachme to importune-jfeemft no: to hear, to ma\e mepsrfevcre. EPIG. 7. If heavns all-qulcknlng Eyes vouchfafe to {bineUpon eui fouls, we flight 3 if not, we whins :Our Equlnoftialhearts can never lie^ecure^ beneath the Tropicks of that eye. 15^ jEvMemes. Book 3 ^^ VIII-. 0 that my Head ivem jvaters, andmine ci^s afountainc of tea res Icf. <).j . , :lBo©k 3* Emblemes. 157 IX. I. 0 that my head were waters, and mine eyes afountain of tears y that I might weej) day andnight* i OThat mine eyes were (pnnr s, and could transformTheir drops to feas ! my fighs, into a ftormc|Of Zeal, and facred Violence, labrinar veilsJ, laden with her fjffer Madden {hipwrack , and be fplicUpon that Rock, where my drenchd fcul may fitOrewhelmd with plenteous palTion , O and there ^Drop, drop into an everlaftincr tear !Ah me ! that evty Aiding vein that wandersThrough this vaft ifle, did work her wild MeandersInbrackifli tears, inftead of blood, and fwellThis flefh with holy Dropfiesjfrom whofe Well,Made warm with fighs, may fume my wafting breath,Whilft I diflblvc in ftreams, and reek to death !Thsfe narrow fluces of my dribling eyesAre much too ftreight for thofe quick fprings that rife .And hourly fiUmy Temples to th
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