. Pia desideria: or, divine addresses : in three books. Illustrated with XLVII. copper-plates . a good (?elow% Vainly to Honour or to Wealth I fly, Thefe cannot he their own fecurity; Ji4y file defendance is the Sacred Ark, There, there my Soul in fafity may embarque: Thoufindfl /?fr thence, Lord^ call her home again. Andfl^retch thy favouring hand to take her in I But (hes (aLul ) too weak^ for fuch a flight. Her flagging wings are baffled by its height. TVoudft thou vouchfafe to imp them, Jhe woftdfly. And brave the tow ring Monarch of the Sky i Then /he woud hafte to her eternal Refl, And b
. Pia desideria: or, divine addresses : in three books. Illustrated with XLVII. copper-plates . a good (?elow% Vainly to Honour or to Wealth I fly, Thefe cannot he their own fecurity; Ji4y file defendance is the Sacred Ark, There, there my Soul in fafity may embarque: Thoufindfl /?fr thence, Lord^ call her home again. Andfl^retch thy favouring hand to take her in I But (hes (aLul ) too weak^ for fuch a flight. Her flagging wings are baffled by its height. TVoudft thou vouchfafe to imp them, Jhe woftdfly. And brave the tow ring Monarch of the Sky i Then /he woud hafte to her eternal Refl, And build above the Clouds her lofty Neft- 5 There basking in thefplendor of thy Beams, Be allimployd on bright Angelick^ Themes; In which tyadulterate World fhall have no parr^ That fly Debaucher of my wandring heart: But in firaphick Flames for Thee III burn. And never, never think of a return. Amb. (227) Amb. Horn. 7. Nothing cAn fly hut what is pure^ l^gf^^y ^^^f^htik^ and, whofe purity is not corruptedh intemperance^ nor its cheerfulnejs or(mftnefs retardedby any might. 0^2 XIV. Ohowi (228). O hoTV amiable fare my Tale?^nacIeJ, ^. (229) XIV. 0 how amUble are thy Tubtrnacks: thouLordofHoJls ! Pfal. Ixxxiv. i. GReat Leader of the Starry Hofls that (landIn fhining order on thy either hand !Such bright magnificence adorns Thy Throne,That hence my ravifod Soul woud fain be oflfer there her low glorious Palace, which a lofty MoundOf fhining Ja^er clofely does the blew Safhyre and clear ChryfolitfAt once aftonijh and affeB the fparkling Tofos-threjholds kift the feetOf all who come towards the Almighty s Seat \By doors of dazling Adamant let in,Where Golden Roofs on Emerald Pillars fhine!This lofty StruElure, this divine Abode,Becomes the Pre fence of its Foftnder-God. Here pureft A^rs^ ^nnd in by Angels Wlngs^Breathe all the Odors often thoufand Springs,Here no benumming Frofis dare once be piercing Snows within thefe Co
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