. Emblems, divine and moral : The school of the heart; and Hieroglyphics of the life of man . conquering brows :And I his temples with a crown of praise,Which he accepts ; an everlasting sign. That I my best beloveds am; that he is mine. S. August. Manu. Cap. xxiv. O my soul, stamped with the image of thy God,love him of whom thou art so much beloved: bend BOOK T. EMBLEMS. 195 to him that boweth to thee, seek him that seekeththee : love the lover, by v/hose love thou art pre-vented, begin the cause of thy love : be careful withthose that are careful, v^^ant with those that want; beclean with t
. Emblems, divine and moral : The school of the heart; and Hieroglyphics of the life of man . conquering brows :And I his temples with a crown of praise,Which he accepts ; an everlasting sign. That I my best beloveds am; that he is mine. S. August. Manu. Cap. xxiv. O my soul, stamped with the image of thy God,love him of whom thou art so much beloved: bend BOOK T. EMBLEMS. 195 to him that boweth to thee, seek him that seekeththee : love the lover, by v/hose love thou art pre-vented, begin the cause of thy love : be careful withthose that are careful, v^^ant with those that want; beclean with the clean, and holy with the holy : choosethis friend above all friends, who when all are takenaway, remaineth only faithful to thee : in the day ofthy burial, when all leave thee, he will not deceivethee, but defend thee from the roaring lions preparedfor their prey. Eptg. , Hymen, to my soul: what, lost and found ?WelcomM, espousd, enjoyd so soon and crownd!He did but climb the cross, and then came downTo the gates of hell ; triumphd, and fetchM a crown .96 EMBLEMS. Emblem 4. ^^«^. CANTICLES VII. 10. / am my beloveds^ and his desire is tozvards 7ne. T IKE to the arctic needle, that doth guide ^^ l^he wandring shade by his magnetic powr, And leaves his silken gnomon to decideThe question of the controverted hour, First frantics up and down from side to restless beats his crystald ivry case,With vain impatience jets from place to place, And seeks the bosom of his frozen bride ; At length he slacks his motion, and doth rest His trembling point at his bright poles beloved breast. EMBLEMS. 197 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 loaths at night : She bows to honour ; then she lends an ear To that sweet swan-like voice of dying pleasure,Then tumbles in the scatterd heaps of treasure ; Now flatterd with false hope ; now foiid with fear :Thus fin
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