. Emblems divine and moral ; together with Hieroglyphics of the life of man . p and dou^n from fide to , reftlefs, beats his cryftald ivry vain impatience jets * from place to feeks the bofom of his frozen bride. At length he flacks his motion, and doth reftHis trembling point at his bright poles beloved breaft, 2. Evn ^o my foul, being hurryd here and there. By evry objecSl that prefents would be fettled, but fhe knows not where;She likes at morning what fhe loathes at night :She bows to honor; then fhe lends an ear To that fweet fwan-like voice of dyi
. Emblems divine and moral ; together with Hieroglyphics of the life of man . p and dou^n from fide to , reftlefs, beats his cryftald ivry vain impatience jets * from place to feeks the bofom of his frozen bride. At length he flacks his motion, and doth reftHis trembling point at his bright poles beloved breaft, 2. Evn ^o my foul, being hurryd here and there. By evry objecSl that prefents would be fettled, but fhe knows not where;She likes at morning what fhe loathes at night :She bows to honor; then fhe lends an ear To that fweet fwan-like voice of dying pleafure. Then tumbles in the fcatterd heaps of treafure; Now flatterd with falfe hope; now foiid with fear ; Thus finding all the worlds delight to beBut empty toys, good God ! fhe points alone to thee, 3. But hath the virtued f flcel a powr to move T Or can the untouchd needle point aright ?Or can my wandring thoughts forbear to rove,Unguidcd by the virtue of thy Sp*rit ?* Jdi 3 i. e. hops as a bird, \ Virtue djial-^ i. e, the marinersneedle. /o, , , O hath B Ar ^m/ 4. Cant; BookV. emblems. 203 O hath my leaden foul the art t improveHer waOed talent, and, unraisd, afpireIn this fad moulting time of her defire ? Not firft belovd, have I the powr to love ; I cannot ftir, but as thou pleafe to move me; Nor can my heart return thee love, until thou love me. 4-The ftill commandrefs of the filent night Borrovis her beams from her bright brothers eye:His fair afpe(5l fills her {harp horns with light; If he withdraw, her flames are quenchd and die :Evn fo the beams of thy enlightning Sprit,Infusd and {hot into dark my thoughts, and fill my foul with I am ravifhd with a new delight j By if thou {hroud * thy face, my glory I remain a nothing, all composd of fliades. 5. Eternal God I O thou that only art The facred fountain of eternal bleflTed loadftone of my better part, O thou, my hearts defire, my fouls delight IHeflec^ upon m
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