. Emblems divine and moral . of endless transitory ;A shrine of grace, a httle throne of glory :A heavn-bom oflfepring of a new-born birth ;An earthly heavn ; an ounce of heavnly earth. 132 EMBLEMS. BOOK 2. S. August, de Spir. et Anima. O happy heart, where piety affecteth, wherehumility subjecteth, where repentance correcteth,where obedience directeth, where perseveranceperfecteth, where prower, protecteth, where devo-tion projecteth, where charity connecteth. S. Greg. Which way soever the heart tumeth itself, (ifcarefully) it shall commonly observe, that in thosevery things we lose God, in t
. Emblems divine and moral . of endless transitory ;A shrine of grace, a httle throne of glory :A heavn-bom oflfepring of a new-born birth ;An earthly heavn ; an ounce of heavnly earth. 132 EMBLEMS. BOOK 2. S. August, de Spir. et Anima. O happy heart, where piety affecteth, wherehumility subjecteth, where repentance correcteth,where obedience directeth, where perseveranceperfecteth, where prower, protecteth, where devo-tion projecteth, where charity connecteth. S. Greg. Which way soever the heart tumeth itself, (ifcarefully) it shall commonly observe, that in thosevery things we lose God, in those very things weshall find God : it shall find the heat of hispower in consideration of those things, in the loveof which things he was most cold; and by whatthings it fell perverted, by those things it is raisedand converted. Epig. 15. My heart! but wherefore do I call thee bo ?I have renouncd my intrest long ago :When thou wert false and fleshly, I was thine;Mine wert thou never, till thou wert not mine. BOOK THE Lord, all my desire is before and my grroaning isnot hid from thee F»alm xxxviii. 9. THE ENTERTAINMENT. All you whose better tliDughts are newly bom, And (rebaptizd with holy fire) can scorn The worlds base trash, whose necks disdain to bearTh imperious yoke of Satan; whose chaste ear 134 EMBLEMS. BOOK 3. No wanton songs of Sirens can surpriseWith false delight; whose more than eagle-eyesCan view the glorious flames of gold, and gazeOn glittring beams of honour, and not daze ;Whose souls can spurn at pleasure, and denyThe loose suggestions of the flesh, draw nigh: And you, whose amrous, whose select desiresWould feel the warmth of those transcendent fires,Which (like the rising sun,) put out the lightOf Venus star, and turn her day to night;You that would love, and have your passions crowndWith greater happiness than can be foimdIn your own wishes ; you that would affectWhere neither scorn, nor guile, nor disrespectShall wound your torturd souls; t
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