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. Pia desideria; or, Divine addresses, in three books. Illustrated with XLVII. copper-plates . hey more are grieved who cannot ufe their Sight*Than they, who never yet enjoyd the Light 5And he that in Nights {hades has loft his way,Salutes with greater joy tlV 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, HkePerJtans, to adore his Rife ;Thither our early homage we addrefs, whofirft fhallhis kind Influence ble&Thus oft, on high, I Heavns bright Grb furveydFrom Pole to Pole, and
. Pia desideria; or, Divine addresses, in three books. Illustrated with XLVII. copper-plates . hey more are grieved who cannot ufe their Sight*Than they, who never yet enjoyd the Light 5And he that in Nights {hades has loft his way,Salutes with greater joy tlV 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, HkePerJtans, to adore his Rife ;Thither our early homage we addrefs, whofirft fhallhis kind Influence ble&Thus oft, on high, I Heavns bright Grb furveydFrom Pole to Pole, and thus as oft have prayd 5Shine, fhine, my Sun, bright Object of my Song,Thou that haft left my watchful Eyes too long:Rile, rife, or half thy beautious Face difplay !If thats too much, indulge me one fhort , if that Blifs is too fublime for me,O let it be enough to ve wi/hd for Thee! Bernard in Cant. Serm. 7$.The World has its Nights, and thofe not a few. Alas !why do I fay its Nights j fince itfelfis almofl one con-tinud Night, and always overfpread with Darknefs ? IL OGed, Oo). jihcily j aiitl 77iy faiJtt ar<L ?icrt <») II. 0 God, thou knoweft my fimplkity , snd myfaults are not hid from thter Pfal. Ixix. 5. IF thou our childifh Follies canft not bear,Thou, who doft all things by wife ComfelsftssxsWho can accepted, who can pardond be,Since none from Folly, none from Faults are free?Nor fcapes, alas, the moft exalted mindThis Poyfon, of fo fubtil, ftrange a kind:All whirPd about by the lame giddy vain to hide our faults, weve all been fra# 5Follys our Birth-Right by a long Entail,Since our firft Parents went themfelves aftray,And taught us too to fool our Bltfs away:They for an Apple all Mankind betrayd;Was eer a more imprudent bargain made ?Nor Efatts Folly has its parallel,Who, Wretch! devourd his Birth-Right at a Meai Evn He, Whom Shebas Queen for Wifdom did prefer,(Strange weakneft/) acted Folly evn with Her 5 Which fit) Which proves that JG^sOraclou
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