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. Pia desideria: or, divine addresses : in three books. Illustrated with XLVII. copper-plates . re grieved wlio cannot ufe their SightsTlun they, who never yet enjoyd the Light sAnd he that in Nights fhades has loft his 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 Eyes,We hafte, like Perfians^ to adore his Rife ;Thither cur early homage we addrefs, whofirft fhallhis kind Influence blc§.Thus oft, on high, I Heavns bright Orb furveydFrom Pole to Pole, and thus
. Pia desideria: or, divine addresses : in three books. Illustrated with XLVII. copper-plates . re grieved wlio cannot ufe their SightsTlun they, who never yet enjoyd the Light sAnd he that in Nights fhades has loft his 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 Eyes,We hafte, like Perfians^ to adore his Rife ;Thither cur early homage we addrefs, whofirft fhallhis kind Influence blc§.Thus oft, on high, I Heavns bright Orb furveydFrom Pole to Pole, and thus as oft have prayd;Shine, fhine, my Sun^ bright Object of my Song,Thou that haft left my watchful Eyes too long:Rife, rife, or half thy beautious Face difplay !If thats too much, indulge me one fhort i?^>Yet, if that Blifs is too fublime foi- me,O let it be enough to ve rvljhid for Thee \ Bernard in Cant. Serm. 75. The World its Nights^ and thofe mt afetv. Ala^!why do Ifaj its Nights 3 Jince it felf is almoft one con-tinual Night J md alwajs ovcrffre^d with Darknefs ? 11. OGody (lo). jihcily ^ mid 7712^ fciiItJ /zr^ 7 f/icc . TJal:6^q.^. (.1) 11. 0 God^ thou knowefi my fimplkity, and myfaults are not hid from thee^ Pfal. Ixix, 5. IF thou our childifh FoUies canft , who doft all things by wife Comfels^ott iWho can accepted, who can pardond none from Folly^ none from Faults arc free?Nor fcapes, alas, the moft exalted mindThis Poyfon, of fo fubtil, ftrange a kind:All whirld about by the fame giddy vain to hide our faults, weve all been fraii 5Follys our Birth-Right by a long Entail,Since our fiift Parents went themfelves taught hs too to fool our Blifs away:They for an Affle all Mankind betrayd 5Was eer a more imprudent bargain made ?Nor Efans Folly has its parallel,Who, Wretch! devourd his Birth-Right at a Meal. Evn He, Whom Sheb/Cs ^een for Wifdom did prefer,(Strange weaknefs /) afted Folly evn with Her^ Which ri2) W
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