. Emblems divine and moral ; together with Hieroglyphics of the life of man . xr. Canticles Hi. 2. / will rife^ and go about the city, and will fee^ himwhom my faul loveth: I fought himy but I found him^not. OHow my difappointed fouFs perplext! fbreafir THow reftlefs thoughts fwarm in my troubledHov/ vainly pleasd with hopes, then crofsly vext With fears! and how betwrxt them both diitreft !What place is left unranfackd ? Oh ! where nextShall I go feek the author of my reft ? Of what blefsd angel {hall my lips inquireThe undifcoverd way to that intireAnd everlafting folace of my hearts defire
. Emblems divine and moral ; together with Hieroglyphics of the life of man . xr. Canticles Hi. 2. / will rife^ and go about the city, and will fee^ himwhom my faul loveth: I fought himy but I found him^not. OHow my difappointed fouFs perplext! fbreafir THow reftlefs thoughts fwarm in my troubledHov/ vainly pleasd with hopes, then crofsly vext With fears! and how betwrxt them both diitreft !What place is left unranfackd ? Oh ! where nextShall I go feek the author of my reft ? Of what blefsd angel {hall my lips inquireThe undifcoverd way to that intireAnd everlafting folace of my hearts defire ? Look how the flricken hart, that, wounded, flies Oer hills and dales, and feeks the lower groundsFor running ftreams, the whilft his weeping eyes Beg filent mercy from the follwing hounds;At length, emboft *, he droops,, drops down, and liesBeneath the burden of his bleeding wounds:Evn fo my gafping foul, diffolvd in tears,Doth fearch for thee, my God, whofe deafend earsLeave me th. unranfomd prisner to my panic fears. * i. e. taking to covers Where- B .I\^ End. Caixt 32. Book. IV. EMBLEM S. 179 3- Where have my bufy eyes not pryd ? O where. Of whom hath not my thread-bare tongue de-I fearchd this glorious city i hes not here: [manded ?I fought the country ;fhe ftands empty-handed;I fearchd the court; he is a ftranger there : I afkd the land ; hes fhippd : the fea; hes landed:I climb the air, my thoughts began tafpirciBut ah ! the wings of mv too bold defire,Soaring too near the fun, were fmdgd with facred lire, 4-I movd the merchants ear, alas ! but he Knew neither what I faid, nor what to fay :.I afkd the lawyer, he demands a fee, And then demurs me with a vain delay: I afkd the fchoolman, his advice was free. But fcored me out too intricate a way: I afkd the watchman (beft of all the four),Whofe gentle anfwer could refolve no that he lately left him at the temple-door, 5-Thus having fought, and made my great inqueft In evry place, and fearchd in evry ear
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