. Emblems, divine and moral . ;Boast not thy flames, blind boy, thy featherd shot;Let Hymens easy snarls be quite forgot:Time cannot quench our fires, nor death dissolve- our knot. tiB EMBLEMS. UOOK 4, Orig, Horn. X. in most holy Lord, and sweetest Master, howgood art thou to those that are of upright heart,and humble spirit! O how blessed are they thatseek thee with a simple heart! how happy thattrust in thee! it is a most certain truth, that thoulovest all that love thee, and never forsakest thosethat trust in thee: for, behold, thy love simplysought thee, and undoubtedly found thee
. Emblems, divine and moral . ;Boast not thy flames, blind boy, thy featherd shot;Let Hymens easy snarls be quite forgot:Time cannot quench our fires, nor death dissolve- our knot. tiB EMBLEMS. UOOK 4, Orig, Horn. X. in most holy Lord, and sweetest Master, howgood art thou to those that are of upright heart,and humble spirit! O how blessed are they thatseek thee with a simple heart! how happy thattrust in thee! it is a most certain truth, that thoulovest all that love thee, and never forsakest thosethat trust in thee: for, behold, thy love simplysought thee, and undoubtedly found thee: shetrusted in thee, and is not forsaken of thee, buthath obtained more by thee, than she expectedfrom thee. Beda in Cap. in. longer I was in finding w horn I sought, themore earnestly I beheld him being found. EpiG. found him out? let strong embraces bind him;Hell fly, perchance, where tears can never find him:New sins will lose what old repentance not only gets, but got, retains. BOOK 4. 219. PSALM LXXIII. 28. It is good for me to draw near to God; I have putmy trust in the Lord God. Where is that good, which wise men please toThe chiefest? doth there any such befal [callWithin mans reach ? or is there such a good at all If such there be, it neither must expire, [highr: Nor change; than which there can be nothing Such good must be the utter point of mans desire. 250 EMBLExMS. BOOK 4. It is the mark, to which all hearts must teud;Can be desired for no other end,Than for itself, on which all other goods depend. What may this exlence be? doth it subsistA real essence clouded in the mistOf curious art, or clear to evry eye that list? Or ist a tart idea, to procureAn edge, and keep the practic soul in ure,Like that dear chymic dust, or puzzling quad-rature? Where shall I seek this good? where shall I find This cathlic pleasure, whose extremes may blind IMy thoughts? and fill the gulf of my insatiate mind? Lies it in treasure? in full heaps untold?D
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