. Emblems, divine and moral . ey, That through the deep gavst grumbling Isrel way. Say to my soul, be safe ; and then mine eye Shall scorn grim death, although grim death stand by. 0 thou vrhose strength-reviving arm did cherishThy sinking Peter, at the point to perish,Reach forth thy hand, or bid me tread the wave, 1 11 come, I 11 come : the voice that calls will save. 172 EMBLEMS. BOOK in. S. Ambros. Apol. post. pro. David. Cap. confluence of lust makes a great tempest,which in this sea disturbeth the seafaring soul, thatreason cannot govern it. S. August. Soliloq. Cap. labou
. Emblems, divine and moral . ey, That through the deep gavst grumbling Isrel way. Say to my soul, be safe ; and then mine eye Shall scorn grim death, although grim death stand by. 0 thou vrhose strength-reviving arm did cherishThy sinking Peter, at the point to perish,Reach forth thy hand, or bid me tread the wave, 1 11 come, I 11 come : the voice that calls will save. 172 EMBLEMS. BOOK in. S. Ambros. Apol. post. pro. David. Cap. confluence of lust makes a great tempest,which in this sea disturbeth the seafaring soul, thatreason cannot govern it. S. August. Soliloq. Cap. labour in the boisterous sea : thou standestupon the shore and seest our dangers ; give us graceto hold a middle course between Scylla and Charybdis,that, both dangers escaped, we may arrive at the portsecure. EPIG. 11. My soul, the seas are rough, and thou a strangerIn these false coasts ; 0 keep aloof ; there s danger :Cast forth thy plummet ; see, a rock appears;Thy ship wants sea-room ; make it with thy tears. EMBLEMS. 173 JOB XIV. 13. 0 that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thouwouldest keep mc in secret until thy lorath he past! Q WHITHER shall I fly \ what path untrodShall I seek out to scape the flaming rodOf my offended, of my angry God 1 174 EMBLEMS. BOOK III Where shall I sojourn ? what kind sea will hideMy head from thunder ? where shall I abide,Until his flames be quenchd or laid aside ? What, if my feet should take their hasty flight,And seek protection in the shades of night ]Alas ! no shades can blind the God of light. What, if my soul should take the wings of day,And find some desert ? If she springs wings of vengeance clip as fast as they. What, if some solid rock should entertainMy frighted soul ? can solid rocks restrainThe stroke of Justice, and not cleave in twain 1 Nor sea, nor shade, nor shield, nor rock, nor silent deserts, nor the sullen flame-eyd fmy means to smite, can save. The seas will part, graves open, rocks
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