. Emblemes . ,Vet grant my foul defire but of defiling S. Been. Book 4. Enihlcmcs, 191 S. B E R N. Med. 9.■TWj heart is a y:iin heart, a vag:thond and inftdhle heart jwhile it is led by its own judgement, and wanting Diy>inecounjell cannot [tihfijl in it felj , and whilefi it :liy> rs waiesfeeketh rejl-, fnJeth none ^ but reniaineth miferahle throughlabour-, and yoid of ^eace : it agreeth not with it felf • it dif-jenteth from it felf; it ctlteretbrefolutions, change th the judge-ment , frameth new thoughts, pulleth down the old , and buildetbthem up again : It willetb and willetb
. Emblemes . ,Vet grant my foul defire but of defiling S. Been. Book 4. Enihlcmcs, 191 S. B E R N. Med. 9.■TWj heart is a y:iin heart, a vag:thond and inftdhle heart jwhile it is led by its own judgement, and wanting Diy>inecounjell cannot [tihfijl in it felj , and whilefi it :liy> rs waiesfeeketh rejl-, fnJeth none ^ but reniaineth miferahle throughlabour-, and yoid of ^eace : it agreeth not with it felf • it dif-jenteth from it felf; it ctlteretbrefolutions, change th the judge-ment , frameth new thoughts, pulleth down the old , and buildetbthem up again : It willetb and willetb not i andne^er remain^tb inthe fame flate. S. August, de verb. it cannot j bccaitfe when it mighty it wouldnot: Therefore by an eyil will mm lofi hS good power. ;;- E PIG. T. * ^My foul, how are tliy tHoughts diftur5*3, confii^d,Enlargd betwixt try members and thy mind !Fix here or there i thy doubt depending caufeCan nevre.^pcdo .c verdicl cwixt two Laws. N 4 19^ Bmhlemes. Book 4! jr Oh -^jctt^wa^es were iirectzJL ^ * •SBi Book 3 Emblemes, 185 S XV. Psalm 30. 10. My life isfpent. l^ltb griefs and my years S^ithfighing, WHat Allien Starrc ruld my untimely birth,That would not lend my daies one hour of mirth \I^ow oft have thefc bare knees been bent to gainThe flendcr alms of one poor fmiJe, in vain \How often, tiid with the faftidieus ]ight>Have my faint lips implord the ftiades of night \How often have my nightly torments praidFor lingring twilight, glutted with the ftiade ?Day worlc then night, night worfc then day fears I fpend my nights, my daiesin tears:I moan unpittid, grone without relief,There is nor end> nor meafure of my falutesthe day 5 it growesUntouched with care j it neither fpins nor fowes :O that my tedious life were like this flower,Or freed from grief, or finifhd with anhoure :Why was I born I Why was I born a n-an |:And why proportion^ by fo large a fpan \Or why fufpcndcd by the common lots
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