. Pia desideria: or, Divine addresses, in three books . pe fo great a Good to Honour or to Wealth / fly?Thefe cannot be their own Security?My file dependance is the Sacred Ark,There, there my Soul in fafety may embarque:Thou fendft her thence, Lord? call her home again,And ftretch thy favouring Hand to take her in IBut foes ( alas!) too weak for fuch a Flight?Her flagging Wings are bajfled by its thou vouchfafe to imp them? fie woiCd fly?And brave the towring Monarch of the Sky ?Then flie woiid hafte to her eternal Reft,And build above the Clouds her lofty Neft?There
. Pia desideria: or, Divine addresses, in three books . pe fo great a Good to Honour or to Wealth / fly?Thefe cannot be their own Security?My file dependance is the Sacred Ark,There, there my Soul in fafety may embarque:Thou fendft her thence, Lord? call her home again,And ftretch thy favouring Hand to take her in IBut foes ( alas!) too weak for fuch a Flight?Her flagging Wings are bajfled by its thou vouchfafe to imp them? fie woiCd fly?And brave the towring Monarch of the Sky ?Then flie woiid hafte to her eternal Reft,And build above the Clouds her lofty Neft?There basking in the fplendor of thy Beams?Be all implofd on bright Angelick Themes ?In which ttiadulterate World jhall have no part?That fly Debaucher of my wandring Heart:But in feraphick Flames for Thee Til burn?And never, never think of a Return. Amb. ( 227 ) Amb- Horn. 7, Nothing can fly but what is Pare, Light, andSubtile, and whofe Purity is not corrupted byIntemperance, nor its Cheerfulnefs or Smftnefsretarded by any Weight, Q, 2 XIV. 0 he* ( 228 ). 0&0W amiahlcuirc t/ii/fiilsrnatlcj, ( 229 ) XIV. 0 how amiable are thy Tabernacles : Thou Lordof Hop! Pfal. lxxxiv. i. GReat Leader of the Starry Hop that ftandIn fhining order on thy either Hand!Such bright Magnificence adorns Thy Throne^That hence my ravijhd Sod woud fain be gone,To offer there her low glorious Palace, which a lofty MoundOf fhining Jafper clofely does furround!Where the blew Saphyre and clear ChrysoliteAt once aflonijh and affeft the Sight!Where fparkling Topas-threjholds kifs the FeetOf all who come towards the Almlghty\ Seat!By doors of dazling Adamant let in,Where Golden Roofs on Emerald Pillars fhine!This lofty StrHtthre, this divine Abode,Becomes the Frefence of its Founder-God* Q. 3 Ua- ( 2?0 ) Here pureft Ayrs, fannd in by Angels Wings,Breathe all the Odours pi ten thoufand no benumrning Frofis dare once be rude,Nor piercing Snows vykhin thefe Courts torrid Zone is
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