. Emblems, divine and moral . ken tides: », Nor threatening rocks,nor winds, nor waves, nor fire, Can curb our fierce desire:Nor fire, nor rocks, can stop our furious minds, Nor waves, nor winds:How fast and fearless do our footsteps flee!The lightfoot roebucks not so swift as we. 64 EMBLEMS. BOOK 1, S. ^VGUST. sup. Psal. Ixiv. Two several lovers built two several cities; thelove of God buildeth a Jerusalem ; the love of theworld buildeth a Babjlon: Let everyone inquireof himself what he loveth,and he shall resolve him-self, of whence he is a citizen. S. iii. things are
. Emblems, divine and moral . ken tides: », Nor threatening rocks,nor winds, nor waves, nor fire, Can curb our fierce desire:Nor fire, nor rocks, can stop our furious minds, Nor waves, nor winds:How fast and fearless do our footsteps flee!The lightfoot roebucks not so swift as we. 64 EMBLEMS. BOOK 1, S. ^VGUST. sup. Psal. Ixiv. Two several lovers built two several cities; thelove of God buildeth a Jerusalem ; the love of theworld buildeth a Babjlon: Let everyone inquireof himself what he loveth,and he shall resolve him-self, of whence he is a citizen. S. iii. things are driven by their own weight, andtend to their own centre; my weight is my love;by that I am driven whithersoever I am driven. , he loveth thee the less, that loveth anything with thee, which he loveth not for thee. Epic. 13. Lord, scourge my ass, if she should make no haste, And curb my stag, if he should fly too fast: Tf he be over swift, or she prove idle, Let love lend her a spur; fear, him a bridle. BOOK 1. 65. FSALM XIII. 3. Lighten mine eyes, 0 Lord, lest I sleep the sleep ofdeath. \y illt neer be morning? Will that promisdlightNeer break and clear those cloud« of night?Sweet Phosphor, bring the day,Yf hose conquriog rayMay chase thcie fogs; sweet Phosphor, bring the day L. 66 EMBLEMS. BOOK 1. How long! How long shall these benighted eyes Languish in shades, like feeble fliesExpecting spring? How long shall darkness soil The face of earth, and thus beguileOur souls of sprightful action ? When, when will day Begin to dawn, whose new-born rayMay gild the weathercocks of our devotion, And give our unsould souls new motion ?Sweet Phosphor, bring the d^y;Thy light will frayThese horrid mists; sweet Phosphor, bring the day. Let those have night, that slily love toimmure Their cloisterd crimes, and sin secure;Let those have night, that blush to let men know The baseness they neer blush to do;Let those have night, that love to have a nap, And loll in ignorances lap ;
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