. Emblems, divine and moral . st,With hands and face unwashd, ungirt, unblest ? First, let the Jordan streams, that find supplies From the deep fountain of my heart, arise. And cleanse my spots, and clear my leprous eyes. I have a world of sins to be lamented ;I have a sea of tears that must be vented :O spare till then ; and then I die 180 EMBLEMS. BOOK m. S, August. Lib. de Civit. Dei. Cap. time wherein we live, is taken from the spaceof our life ; and what remaineth, is daily made less,insomuch that the time of our life is nothing but apassage to death. S. Greg. Lib. ix.
. Emblems, divine and moral . st,With hands and face unwashd, ungirt, unblest ? First, let the Jordan streams, that find supplies From the deep fountain of my heart, arise. And cleanse my spots, and clear my leprous eyes. I have a world of sins to be lamented ;I have a sea of tears that must be vented :O spare till then ; and then I die 180 EMBLEMS. BOOK m. S, August. Lib. de Civit. Dei. Cap. time wherein we live, is taken from the spaceof our life ; and what remaineth, is daily made less,insomuch that the time of our life is nothing but apassage to death. S. Greg. Lib. ix. Cap. Ixiv. in moderate afflictions bring tears, so immoderatetake away tears ; insomuch that sorrow becometh nosorrow, which swallowing up the mind of the afflicted,taketh away the sense of the affliction. Epig. thou to go, when such an arm invites thee ?Dreadst thou thy loads of sin ? or what affrights thee ?If thou begin to fear, thy fear begins :Fool, can he bear thee hence, and not thy sins ? EMBLEMS. 181. DEUT. XXXII. 2a. O that men were wise, that they understood this, thatthey would consider their latter end ! FLESH. 8PIRIT. FL ^HAT means my sisters eye so oft to pass Through the long entry of that optic glass ]Tell me ; what secret virtue doth inviteThy wrinkled eye to such unknown delight ? 182 EMBLEMS. *S^. It helps the sight, makes things remote appearIn perfect view ; it draws the objects near. Fl. What sense-delighting objects dost thou spy ?What doth that glass present before thine eye ? *S^. I see thy foe, my reconciled friend,Grim death, een standing at the glasss end :His left hand holds a branch of palm ; his rightHolds forth a two-edgd sword. Fl. A proper is this all ? doth thy prospective pleaseTh abused fancy with no shapes but these 1 Sp. Yes, I behold the darkend sun bereavnOf all his light, the battlements of HeavnSweltring in flames ; the angel-guarded SonOf glory on his high tribunal-throne ;I see a brimstone sea of boiling f
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