. The school of the heart, or, The heart (of itself gone away from God) brought back again to Him, and instructed by Him : in forty-seven emblems . at it may beSupple, and pliant to obey my beck^And learn of alone, and yielding, hath > A power to appeafe my wrath. [N 10] E Shavi 46 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 7- Shave ofF thine hairy fcalp, thofe curled locks Powderd with pride,Wherewith thy fcornful heart my judgments mockSjAnd thinks to hideIts thunder-threatened head, which baredAlone is likely to be fpared. off thofe Teeming robes, but real rags. Which earth admiresAs hon
. The school of the heart, or, The heart (of itself gone away from God) brought back again to Him, and instructed by Him : in forty-seven emblems . at it may beSupple, and pliant to obey my beck^And learn of alone, and yielding, hath > A power to appeafe my wrath. [N 10] E Shavi 46 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 7- Shave ofF thine hairy fcalp, thofe curled locks Powderd with pride,Wherewith thy fcornful heart my judgments mockSjAnd thinks to hideIts thunder-threatened head, which baredAlone is likely to be fpared. off thofe Teeming robes, but real rags. Which earth admiresAs honourable ornaments, and bragsThat it attires;Which cumber thee indeed. Thy foresFefler with what the world adores, 9-Clip thine ambitious wings, let down thy plumes. And learn to ftoop,Whilft thou haft time to ftand. Who ftill prefumesOfftrength, will droopAt laft, and flag when he fhould Falls hurt them moft that climb moft high, 10. Scrape off that fcaly fcurf of vanities That clogs thee fo :Profits and pleafures are thofe ^enemiesThat work thy thou wilt have me cure thy wounds,Firft rid each humour that abounds. The^ jL^n/. //. CORBIS CONTlttTIO 1 j/(wrtj f/i/tirn Jtaf// v^fnn «y>nntn^//ff ihv ht THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 47The C o N T R I T I o N of the Heart. Pfalm li. 17. A broken and cmtrite hearty 0 Gcdy thou wilt notdefpife, E P I G. TT OIV gladly would 1 bruife and break this heart^^ Unto a thoiifand pieces, till the /martMr,ke it confefs^ that^ of its nvn accord^It wilfully rebeird againji the Lord! ODE XIV. I. Lord, if I had an arm or novvV like could effc<5l what I love drawn heart, like fmallefi: wireBended and wnhen, ihould togeih^r twine-xiui twilled llandWith thy comrnand :Thou (houlJit no Iboner bid, but I would ihouldft not will the thin2; I would not do. I am weak. Lord, and corruption ftrong :When I would fain do what I I cannot do what 1 would :Mine anions fhort, when mine intentions long
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