. Emblemes . e Nevr clingd their leffe beloved Elme fo fait ; Boaft not thy flames, blind boy, nor featherd mot JLet Himens eafie fnaules be quite forgot:Time cannot cjuench qui fires, nor death diflolrc our knof, m4> EMBLEM fiS. f|Tf . Orig. Horn, i o in diverf. 0 mop holy Lord, andfroeetefl, Mafter, horv good art thou toofe that are of upright heart, dndhumblejpirit! O how blejfeiethey thatfeeli thee with afimple heart! How happy that trufithee ! It u a moft certaine truth jhat thou lovefiall that lovtet, andnever forfa\eft thofe that trufc in thee : For beholdthywe fimply fought thee,a*d
. Emblemes . e Nevr clingd their leffe beloved Elme fo fait ; Boaft not thy flames, blind boy, nor featherd mot JLet Himens eafie fnaules be quite forgot:Time cannot cjuench qui fires, nor death diflolrc our knof, m4> EMBLEM fiS. f|Tf . Orig. Horn, i o in diverf. 0 mop holy Lord, andfroeetefl, Mafter, horv good art thou toofe that are of upright heart, dndhumblejpirit! O how blejfeiethey thatfeeli thee with afimple heart! How happy that trufithee ! It u a moft certaine truth jhat thou lovefiall that lovtet, andnever forfa\eft thofe that trufc in thee : For beholdthywe fimply fought thee,a*dundoubtedly found thee: She trufieitheerand it notforfa\en ofthee3 but hath obtained more by tbee,anfhe expeQedftom thee. B-bde in The longer i wa§ infndmgwhom Jfwgbt3tbe mmmmfitoheld him bgwgfovnd. Fpi €. til hat? found him out ? Let ftrong embraces bind him j:el fly perchance, where teares can never find himsew Sins will Iofe what old Repentance gaincs:ifdome not onely gets, but gotp retainer. Book 4 Ji ujoolfcr mc to draw ncare iofiord. Jhauc nut m tr&injfLoriJjol Book4. EMBLEMED ?3J XIII. PSAL. LXXII. XXVIIL It is good for me to drawneare toGod; Ibay eput my truU in the Lord God, WHere is that Good, which wife men pleafe to callThe Chiefeft ? Does there any fuch befallVithin mans reach ? Or is there fuch a Good at all ? If fuch there be; it neither muft expire,Nor change 5 than which, there can be nothing higher *uch Good muft be the utter point of mans defire : It is the Mark,to which all hearts muft tend,Can be defired for no other end,rhen for it felfe j on which, all other Goods depend J What may this Exc*Ience be ? does it fubflftA reall Effence , clouded in the mift)f curious Art, or clcare to evry eye that lift 3 Or ist a tart Idea, to procureAn Edge, and keepthepractick foule inure,.ike that deare Chymick duft, or puzzling Quadrature ? Where fliall I feek this Good ? Where fhall I findThis CathIicke pleafure, whofe extreames may bindly thoughtsaan4 fi
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