. Quarles' emblems . / am my beloveds, and his desire is toivard me.—CANTICLESVII. lO. Like to the arctic needle, that doth guide The wandring shade by his magnetic powr,And leaves his silken gnomon to decide The question of the controverted hour,First frantics up and down from side to side,And restless beats his crystald ivry case,A--.\Yith vain impatience jets from place to place,And seeks the bosom of his frozen bride ; At length he slacks his motion, and doth restHis trembling point at his bright poles beloved breast. Een so my soul, being hurried here and there. By evry object that presen

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. Quarles' emblems . / am my beloveds, and his desire is toivard me.—CANTICLESVII. lO. Like to the arctic needle, that doth guide The wandring shade by his magnetic powr,And leaves his silken gnomon to decide The question of the controverted hour,First frantics up and down from side to side,And restless beats his crystald ivry case,A--.\Yith vain impatience jets from place to place,And seeks the bosom of his frozen bride ; At length he slacks his motion, and doth restHis trembling point at his bright poles beloved breast. Een so my soul, being hurried here and there. By evry object that presents delight,Fain would be settled, but she knows not where ;She likes at morning what she loathes at night:She bows to honour ; then she lends an ear To that sweet swan-like voice of dying tumbles in the scatterd heaps of treasure ;Now flatterd with false hope ; now^ foild with fear : Thus finding all the worlds delight to beBut empty toys, good GoD, she points alone to thee. 272 Quarks Emblems. ! But

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