. Pia desideria: or, Divine addresses, in three books . e, and evVy confcious Hill,The kind Repeaters of my Sorrows ftiil;Thefe know the Troubles which I wiflid concealdWere by loud Throbbings of my Heart reveaPd 7From fenfelefs Woods my Sorrows Pity found,The Ecchoes oft repeat the Mournful fecret Moans they vented ore again jBy turns we Wept, and did by turns Complain. So, movM by her Sillers lamentable Note,Sad Philomel unlocks her mournful Throat, As (7*) As if the emUus Rivals were at Strife WhofeTongue flioud beft exprefs the height of GrieThe widow d Turtle fo bewails her Mate,
. Pia desideria: or, Divine addresses, in three books . e, and evVy confcious Hill,The kind Repeaters of my Sorrows ftiil;Thefe know the Troubles which I wiflid concealdWere by loud Throbbings of my Heart reveaPd 7From fenfelefs Woods my Sorrows Pity found,The Ecchoes oft repeat the Mournful fecret Moans they vented ore again jBy turns we Wept, and did by turns Complain. So, movM by her Sillers lamentable Note,Sad Philomel unlocks her mournful Throat, As (7*) As if the emUus Rivals were at Strife WhofeTongue flioud beft exprefs the height of GrieThe widow d Turtle fo bewails her Mate,With Grief unalterable,, as his fb the Stars have my fad Life defignd,That not one Minute fhoud be fair or kind. And that my Sorrows may not find Relief,By wanting new Occafions for my Grief,?Tis their Decree, That, as my Infant-breathBegan with Sighs, fo J Jhoud Sigh to Death. Chryfof! (77) Chryfoft. in Pfal. 115, Jught we not worthily to Lament, whoare in a ftrange Country, and Ba-niftfd to a Climate remote from ourNative Soil? DESIRES (7*). jlliliiiii^ *4hr SciiLfacakrt/i ciirfci- ihens&yfervent acJvc ifiatiTrfiaiA aSntayS <79) DESIRES OF THE lELIGlQUS SOUL. BOOK the Second. I. fy Soul breaketh but for the very fervent de-fir e that it bath always, unto thy Judgments,Pfai cxix. 20. ICFHile Heaven and Earth folicite me to love,V V My doubtful Choice is puzzePd wcb tapprove:eavn cries, Obeyy while Earth-proclaims, be Free:eav7n urges Dutyt Earth pleads hence by Heav\ by £<*rt& Im calPd again,oft, like a VefTel on the reftlefi Main:hefe difPrent Loves a doubtful Combat wage,nd thus Obfiruft the Choice they woud ! tis enough *, let my long-harraft MindI the bejl Choice a quiet Haven find!my dear God! Let not my Soul inclineo any Love, or let that Love be thine! Tis ( 8o)Tis true, tis pleafant to be free to when we will, accent ; when 0*, of Choice endures Refiraint but ill \5Tis Vfarpation on th5 unbounded ne
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