. Emblems, divine and moral . glorious eyes;Or give me faith, and, by the eye of grace,I shall behold thee, though not face to face. S. August, in Psal. xxxix. Who created all things is better than all things; who beautified all things is more beautiful than all things; who made strength is slronger than all things; who made great things is greater than all 140 EMBLEMS. BOOK V. tilings : whatsoever thou lovest, he is that to thee:learn to love the workman in his work, the Creatorin his creature: let not that which was made byhim possess thee, lest thou lose him by whom thy-self was made. S. Au
. Emblems, divine and moral . glorious eyes;Or give me faith, and, by the eye of grace,I shall behold thee, though not face to face. S. August, in Psal. xxxix. Who created all things is better than all things; who beautified all things is more beautiful than all things; who made strength is slronger than all things; who made great things is greater than all 140 EMBLEMS. BOOK V. tilings : whatsoever thou lovest, he is that to thee:learn to love the workman in his work, the Creatorin his creature: let not that which was made byhim possess thee, lest thou lose him by whom thy-self was made. S. August. Med. Cap. thou most sweet, most gracious, most amiable,most fair, when shall I see thee ? when shall I besatisfied with thy beauty ? when wilt thou lead mefrom this dark dungeon, that I may confess thyname ? Epig. 12. How art thou shaded, in this veil of night,Behind thy curtain flesh ? Thou seest no lightBut what thy pride doth challenge as her own ;Thy flesh is high : Soul, take this curtain down. b o o k: EMBLEM13. Pfalxa , theJPmaon& ofaJDcre. /77itn wvuMTjteelz tlte Jfea/ms efj^eace. andZtnv BOOK V.—EMBLEM XIII, Psalm LV. 6. O that I had wings like a dove! for then wouldI fly away, and be at rest. And am I sworn a dunghill-slave for ever To earths base drudgry ? Shall I never findA night of rest? Shall my indentures never Be cancellM ? Did injurious Nature bindMy soul Earths prentice, with no clause to leaveher PNo day of freedom ? Must I ever grind ?O that I had the pinions of a dove,That I might quit my bands, and soar above,And pour my just complaints before the greatJehove! How happy are the doves that have the powr,Wheneer they please, to spread their airy wings \ Or cloud-dividing eagles, that can towrAbove the scent of these iuferior things • 142 EMBLEMS. BOOK V. How happy is the lark, that evry hourLeaves earth, and then, for joy, mounts up andsings!Had my dull soul but wings as well as they,How T would spring from earth, and clip
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