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Here musing long I heard
A rushing wind,
No where I could not find.
I turn'd me round, and to each shade
Dispatch'd an eye,
leafe had made
My mind to ease
It whisperid, “ Where I please.”
“ Lord,” then said I, on me one breath,
Cant. v. 17.
Arise, O north, and come, thou south wind, and blow upon my
garden that the spices thereof may flow out.
DEATH. — A DIALOGUE.
'Tis a sad land, that in one day
I cannot tell;
A nest of nights, a gloomie sphere,
'Tis so; but, as thou sawest that night
Then, when the ghastly twelve was past,
But when we saw the clouds to crack,
Just so it is in death. But thou
Whilst I each minute grone to know
Then shall wee meet to mixe again, and met,
Job x. 21, 22. Before I goe whence 1 shall not returne, even to the land of darknesse, and the shadow of death ;
A land of darknesse, as darknesse itselfe, and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darknesse.
RESURRECTION AND IMMORTALITY.
Heb. x. 20.
By that new and living way which he hath prepared for us, through
the veile, which is his flesh.
Oft have I seen, when that renewing breath,
That binds and loosens death,
From that long sleepe,
About her silent cell,
She wing'd away,
And proud with life and sence,
Heaven's rich expence, Esteem’d (vaine things !) of two whole elements As meane,
Lesse friend to me;
Poore, querulous handfull! was't for this
I taught thee all that is ?
And change of suits,
A meere mistake;
Incorporates by skill,
Such treasure brings,
Both life and youth;
Untainted through this masse,
That to it fall;
Thus suffering see,
Destroy'd at all; but when time's restless wave
Their substance doth deprave,
Sickly and loose,
Unto that spring,
Till time no more shall rot
Like some spruce bride,
All pure and bright,
Then I that here saw darkly in a glasse
But mists and shadows passe, [springs And, by their owne weake shine, did search the
And course of things,
Pierce all their wayes ;
To heav'n or earth below
There often sate ;
Both wing'd and free,
Where no rude shade or night