. Pia desideria: or, Divine addresses, in three books . e grievd who cannot ufe their SightsThan they, who never yet enjoyd the Light•,And he that in Nights Shades has loft his Way,Salutes with greater Joy th approaching Day:But thats a Night too tedious to be born,Which never will admit the grateful Morn. When the bright Sun returns to cheer our Eyes9We hafle, like Perfians, to adore his Rife;Thither our early Homage we addrefs,And ftrive who firft (hall his kind Influence oft, on high, I Heavns bright Orb furveydFrom Pole to Pole, and thus as oft have prayd -7Shine, fhine, my Sjtn
. Pia desideria: or, Divine addresses, in three books . e grievd who cannot ufe their SightsThan they, who never yet enjoyd the Light•,And he that in Nights Shades has loft his Way,Salutes with greater Joy th approaching Day:But thats a Night too tedious to be born,Which never will admit the grateful Morn. When the bright Sun returns to cheer our Eyes9We hafle, like Perfians, to adore his Rife;Thither our early Homage we addrefs,And ftrive who firft (hall his kind Influence oft, on high, I Heavns bright Orb furveydFrom Pole to Pole, and thus as oft have prayd -7Shine, fhine, my Sjtn\ bright Objed of my Song,Thou that haft left my watchful Eyes too long:Rife, rife, or half thy beauteous Face difplay!if thats too much, indulge me one fhort&iy.£et, if that Blifsts too fnblime for me,3 let it be enough tove wjfifd for Thee! Bernard in Cant. Serm. World has its Night j, and thofe not a few. Alas Iwhy do I fay its Nights \ fence it felfis almofl one con-tinual Night, and always overfpread with Darknefs ? II. O God, ( io). a dad, tiunt hicnteSt^my Sh**jilicily, and my faults ar± net {hi Which • Which proves that Kings Oraclous Sentence truWho fays, that Fo
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