. Emblems, divine and moral . o dark a night: Shine forth, gi-eat glory, shine; that I may see Both how to loathe myself, and honour thee: But if my weakness force thee to deny Thy flames, yet lend the twilight of thine eye: If I must want those beams I wish, yet grant That 1, at least, may wish those beams I want. K 2 xoZ EMBLEMS. book hi. S. August. Soliloqu. Cap. was a great dark cloud of vanity before mineeyes, so that I could not see the sun of justice andthe light of truth: I being the son of darkness, wasinvolved in darkness : I loved my darkness, because Iknew not thy ligh
. Emblems, divine and moral . o dark a night: Shine forth, gi-eat glory, shine; that I may see Both how to loathe myself, and honour thee: But if my weakness force thee to deny Thy flames, yet lend the twilight of thine eye: If I must want those beams I wish, yet grant That 1, at least, may wish those beams I want. K 2 xoZ EMBLEMS. book hi. S. August. Soliloqu. Cap. was a great dark cloud of vanity before mineeyes, so that I could not see the sun of justice andthe light of truth: I being the son of darkness, wasinvolved in darkness : I loved my darkness, because Iknew not thy light: I was blind, and loved my blind-ness, and did walk from darkness to darkness: but,Lord, thou art my God, who hast led me from darknessand the shadow of death; hast called me into thisglorious light, and behold, I see. Epig. soul, cheer up ; what if the night be long ?Heavn finds an ear when sinners find a tongue ;Thy tears are morning showrs : Heavn bids me Peters cock begins to crow, tis day. EMBLEMS. 133 PSALM LXIX. 5. O Lord, th<m knowest mi/foolishness, and my sins arenot hid from thee. gEEST thou this fulsome idiot: in what measure He seems transported with the antic pleasureOf childish baubles 1 Canst thou but admireThe empty fulness of his vain desire ?Canst thou conceive such poor delights as theseCan fill th insatiate soul of man, or please 134: EMBLEMS. BOOK in. The fond aspect of his deluded eye ? Reader, such very fools art thou and I: False puffs of honour; the deceitful streams Of wealth ; the idle, vain, and empty dreams Of pleasure, are our traffic, and ensnare Our souls, the threefold subject of our care ; We toil for trash, we barter solid joys For airy trifles, sell our Heavn for toys : We catch at barley-grains, whilst pearls stand by Despised; such very fools art thou and I. Aimst thou at honour ? does not the idiot shake it In his left hand ? fond man, step forth and take it: Or wouldst thou wealth ? see now the fool presents thee W
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