. Francis Quarles' Emblems and : Hieroglyphics of the life of man, modernized : in four books . fadly mourn. Ill rife and feek Him thro the Street,Happy if there I can him meet ;But He, I fear, will not be I fhould range the City round. The Change and Market (hew Him not;No Place remains by me unfought: Home to my Heart I will repair Who knows but I may find Him there ? The Moral. What anxions Care the pious Soul perplex!What reftlefs Thoughts his cafclefs Eofcm the fad Abfence of his Love filent Tears, and deep Heart-rending Groans ?As one be-darkend gropes about
. Francis Quarles' Emblems and : Hieroglyphics of the life of man, modernized : in four books . fadly mourn. Ill rife and feek Him thro the Street,Happy if there I can him meet ;But He, I fear, will not be I fhould range the City round. The Change and Market (hew Him not;No Place remains by me unfought: Home to my Heart I will repair Who knows but I may find Him there ? The Moral. What anxions Care the pious Soul perplex!What reftlefs Thoughts his cafclefs Eofcm the fad Abfence of his Love filent Tears, and deep Heart-rending Groans ?As one be-darkend gropes about the Room,So he be-nighted, wanders in the Gloom,In Search of Him on whom his Ali is Whom alone all Riches he fearch thy Heart, and there thoult find theCaufe,. From wh€nce arofe thy much-lamented Lofs;There thcu wilt find fome nsw-admitted Gueft,With whom thy jealous Love is high difpleasd ;Drive out that Gueft, and hell return again,Pajdon thy Follies, and relieve thy Pain, [ 120 ] ••...•\ ..•••%..•* \ • V* VV. V VV* *•.*V••/V* E M B L E M The Chrifllan, who with Sighs ani GroansThe Abfence of his Saviour moans;What exquifite Delight Christ againllhis Face reveals ! C i^i ] EMBLEM XIL Camt. iii. 3, The SouFs Jcy on finding Christ. WITH long and painful Toil,The Soul had fearchd about»Aikd all (he met in mournful Stile,Yet could not find him cut. She-vents her Grief in Tears,And fain would Death embrace ;Juft in that Inftant Christ fliew5 kis fmiling Face. How ravifnM at the Sight!She fprings into his Arms,And holds him fail with all her MightjPoffefsd of all his Charms. The M X) It A L, V/hen the poor fm-fick Soul has long bemoandHer Comforts loft, and long in Silence (he perceives a Ray of heavnly GraceDart thro the Gloom, and (hews a Saviours Face,With Snules denoting Pardon, Love, and Peace,What Joys ineffable her Powers feize!Now fhe exults, her Weight of Sin removed*And ftrongly holds
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