Come away,

O make no stay!

Let the graves make their confeffion,
Left at length they plead poffeffion :
Flefh's ftubbornness may have
Read that leffon to the grave.

Come away,

Thy flock doth stray.

Some to the winds their body lend,
And in them may drown a friend:
Some in noisome vapours grow
To a plague and public woe.

Come away,

Help our decay.

Man is out of order hurl'd,
Parcell'd out to all the world.
Lord, thy broken confort raise,
And the mufic fhall be praise.

CLX. JUDGMENT.

LMIGHTY Judge, how fhall poor wretches

ALMIGHTY Thy dreadful look,

Able a heart of iron to appal,

When thou fhalt call

For every man's peculiar book?

What others mean to do, I know not well;
Yet I hear tell,

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That fome will turn thee to fome leaves therein So void of fin,

That they in merit shall excel.

But I refolve, when thou fhalt call for mine,
That to decline,

And thrust a Teftament into thy hand :

Let that be scann'd.

No.

Thou Echo, thou art mortal, all men know.

ECHO..

Wert thou not born among the trees and leaves?

Есно.

And are there any leaves, that still abide ?

Есно.

Bide.

Leaves.

What leaves are they? impart the matter wholly.

Есно.

Are holy leaves the Echo then of bliss?

Есно.

Yes.

Then tell me, what is that fupreme delight?

Есно.

Light.

Holy.

Light to the mind: what fhall the will enjoy?

Есно.

Joy.

But are there cares and business with the pleasure ?

Есно.

Leifure.

Light, joy, and leifure; but fhall they perfever?

Есно.

Ever.

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CLXII. LOVE.

OVE bade me welcome: yet my foul drew back,
Guilty of duft and fin.

But quick-eyed Love, obferving me grow flack
From my first entrance in,

Drew nearer to me, fweetly questioning,
If I lack'd any thing.

A guest, I answer'd, worthy to be here:
Love faid, you shall be he.
I the unkind, ungrateful? Ah my dear,
I cannot look on thee.

Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,
Who made the eyes but I?

Truth Lord, but I have marr'd them: let my fhame Go where it doth deserve.

And know you not, fays Love, who bore the blame? My dear, then I will ferve.

You must fit down, fays Love, and tafte my meat: So I did fit and eat.

FINIS.

GLORY BE TO GOD ON HIGH, AND ON EARTH PEACE,

GOOD WILL TOWARDS MEN.

II. THE CHURCH MILITANT.

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LMIGHTY Lord, who from thy glorious throne
Seeft and rulest all things e'en as one:

The smallest ant or atom knows thy power,

Known alfo to each minute of an hour:

Much more do Common-weals acknowledge thee,
And wrap their policies in thy decree,
Complying with thy counfels, doing nought
Which doth not meet with an eternal thought.
But above all, thy Church and Spouse doth prove
Not the decrees of power, but bands of love.
Early didst thou arise to plant this vine,
Which might the more endear it to be thine.
Spices come from the Eaft; fo did thy Spouse,
Trim as the light, sweet as the laden boughs
Of Noah's fhady vine, chaste as the dove,
Prepared and fitted to receive thy love.

The course was westward, that the sun might light
As well our understanding as our fight.

Where the Ark did rest, there Abraham began

To bring the other Ark from Canaan.

Mofes pursued this: but King Solomon
Finish'd and fix'd the old religion.

When it grew loose, the Jews did hope in vain
By nailing Chrift to fasten it again.

But to the Gentiles he bore cross and all,
Rending with earthquakes the partition-wall.

Only whereas the Ark in glory fhone,
Now with the crofs, as with a staff, alone,
Religion, like a pilgrim, weftward bent,
Knocking at all doors, ever as she went.
Yet as the fun, though forward be his flight,
Liftens behind him, and allows fome light,
Till all depart: fo went the Church her way,
Letting, while one foot stept, the other stay
Among the eastern nations for a time,
Till both removed to the western clime.
To Egypt first she came, where they did prove
Wonders of anger once, but now of love.
The ten Commandments there did flourish more
Than the ten bitter plagues had done before.
Holy Macarius and great Anthony
Made Pharaoh Mofes, changing the history.
Gofhen was darknefs, Egypt full of lights,
Nilus for monfters brought forth Ifraelites.
Such power hath mighty Baptism to produce,
For things miffhapen, things of highest use.
How dear to me, O God, thy counfels are!
Who may with thee compare?

Religion thence fled into Greece, where arts
Gave her the highest place in all men's hearts.
Learning was posed, Philosophy was set,
Sophifters taken in a fisher's net.

Plato and Ariftotle were at a loss,

And wheel'd about again to spell Christ's-Cross.

Prayers chafed fyllogifms into their den,

And Ergo was transform'd into Amen.

Though Greece took horse as soon as Egypt did, And Rome as both; yet Egypt faster rid,

And spent her period and prefixed time

Before the other. Greece being past her prime,