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And if, fair soul! not'with first innocents
Thy station be, but with the pemtents,
(And who shall dare to ask then, when I am .
Dy'd scarlet in the blo^d of that pure Lamb,
Whether that colour which is scarlet then
Were black or white before in eyes of men ?)
When thou rememb'rest what sins thou didst find
Amongst those many friends now left behind,
And seest such sinners, as they are, with thee
Got thither by repentance, let it be 40

Thy wish to wish all there, to wish them clean;
Wish him a David, her a Magdalen. 42

THE

ANNUNCIATION AND PASSION.

X Am£ly, frail flesh! abstain to-day; to-day .
My soul eats twice, Christ hither and awayi ,-'
She sees him man, ?o like-God made in this, .
That of'hem both a circle emblem is, -....

Whose first and last concur; this doubtful day
Of feast or fast Christ came and went away.
She sees him nothing twice at once, who 's all;
She sees a ced.ir plant itself, and fall; . «'
Her Maker put to making, and the head
Of life, at once, not yet alive, aiu dead:
She sees at once the virgin-mother stay.
Jt'eclus'd at horn?, public at Golgotha.

DIVINE POEMS. 91

Pad and rejoic'd she 's seen at once, and seen

At almost fifty, and at scarce fifteen:

At onca a son is promis'd her, and gone;

Gabriel gives Christ to her, he her to John:

Not fully a mother, she 's in orbity,

At once receiver and the legacy.

All this, and all between, this day hath shown,

Th' abridgment of Chnst's story, which makei one

(As in plain maps the furthest west is east} zi

Of th' angel's Ave and Consummaium est.

How well the church, God's Court of Faculties,

Deals in sometimes and seldom joining these! .*

As by the self-fix'd pole we never do

Direct our course, but the next star thereto,

Which shews where th' other is, and which we say

(Because ii.sirays not far) doth never stray: . .

So God by his church, nearest to him, we know,

And stand firm, if we by her motion go; 30

His spirit, as liis fiery pillar, doth

Load, and his- church as cloud; to one end both.

This church, by letting those feasts ioin, hath shown

Death and conception in mankind are one ,

Or 'twas in him the same humility,

That he would be a man and leave to be,

Or as cre^libn-hebaih made, as God,

With the last judgment but one period;':

His imitating spouse would join in one

Manhoud's-extrenies; he shall come, he is gone; 40 Or as tho' one blood drop, which thence did fall,

Accepted, would have serv'd, he yit shed all:

So tho' the least of his pains, deeds or words.

Would busy a life, she all this day affords.

This treasure then in gross, my soul! up-lay,

And in my life retail it every day. 46

GOOD-FRIDAY, 1613.

RIDING WESTWARD.

Let man's soul be a sphere, and then in this

Th' intelligence that moves, devotion is;

And as the other spheres, by being grown

Subject to foreign motion, lose their own,

And being by others hurried every day,

Scarce in a year their natural form obey:

Pleasure or business so our souls admit

For their first mover, and are whirl'd by it.

Hence is 't that t am carried t'wards the west

This day, when my soul's form bends to the east; to

There I should sec a sun hy rising set,

And by that setting endless day beget.

But that Christ on his cross did rise and fall,

Sin had eternally benighted all.

Yet dare I almost be glad I do not see

That ipectacle of too mveh weight for me.

DIVINI POEMS. OJ

Who sees God's face, that is self-life, must die;

Whit a death were it then to see God die?

It made his own lieutenant, Nature, shrink;

It made his footstool crack, and the sun wink.: "-:30

Could I bthold those hands which span the poles,

And tune all spheres at once, piero'd with those holes?

Could I behold that endless height which is

Zenith to us and our antipodes,'

Humbled below us? or that blood, which is

The seat of all our souls, if not of his,

Made dirt of dust? or that flesh, which was worn )

By God for his apparel, ragg'd'and turn?

If on these things I durst not fcok, dufsTl'

On his distressed mother cast'mine eye," '

Who was God's partner here, and fur. ish'3 thus

Half of that sacrifice which ransom'd'tis?

Tho' these things, as I ride, be from mine eye,

They 're present yet unto my memory,

For that looks towards them, and thou look'st towards

.O Saviour! as thou hang'st upon the tree. [me,

I turn my backi to thee, but to receive

Corrections, till'thy mercies bid ihee leave.

O think me worth thine anger; punish me.

Burn off my rust, and my deformity; 40

Restore thine image so much by thy grace,

That thou may'at know me, and I'll turn my face. 42

THE LITANY.

1. THE IA rillK.

Father of heav'n, and liim by whom
It, and us for it, and all else for us,
Thou mad'st and govern'st ever, come,
And re-create me, now grown ruinous j
My heart is by dejection clay,
And by self, murder red* .
From this red earth, 0 Father! purge^way
All vicious tinctures, that, new fashioned,
I may rise up frprn death before I'm dead.

II. THE SOM. , .

O Son cf God! who seeing two thirjgs, , io

Sin and death, crept in, which were never made,
By bearing one, try'dst with what stings
The other could thine heritage invade,
O be thou nail'd unto my heart,
And crucify'd, again:

Fart not from it, tho' it from thee would part,
But let it be, by' applying so thy pain,
Drown'd in thy blood, and in thy passion slain.

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