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 PREFACE. 
 
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 IT is generally agreed, by the learned and the serious, 
 that self-knowledge is the great knowledge: and that 
 an adept in universal science, if he remain a stranger to 
 himself, is only a lump of pride and conceit, and unfit 
 for, not to say an offence to, the society of his fellow- 
 men. 
 
 Self-knowledge is the knowledge of what a man 
 really is, considered in every relation in which he stands, 
 
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[ ii ] 
 
 as a moral agenlj as well as an erect creature. And it 
 is to be presumed, that this was the meaning of that re- 
 nowned precept of the Pythian Apollo, " Noscc teipsum," 
 Know thyself. Though it is impossible for a man to 
 know himself, without being acquainted with a subject 
 which is full of mortification to human pride and 
 vanity. 
 
 \Vc hear much talk, in modern times, though there 
 never was, perhaps, less reason to talk, of the dignity of 
 human nature. Human nature, in its original state, no 
 doubt, was crowned with dignity and glory too. But 
 alas ! how is it now fallen ! how is the gold become dim ! 
 how is the most fine gold changed ! For, since the fall 
 of man, there has been no true dignity in human na- 
 ture, but as it was beheld in Him, in whom was seen 
 ** the glory as of the only begotten of the Father^ full of 
 grace and truth." 
 
 The state of the mind, or heart, maybe said to de- 
 termine the state and character of man. As it is, so is 
 He. And the sacred writings every where represent the 
 heart as the seat of true religion, moral excellence, or 
 virtue ; which are in truth one and the same : for there 
 caa»bc no virtue, where there is not true religion. But 
 ^uch is the M'retched state of every heart by nature, 
 
 that 
 
[ iii ] 
 
 that is, while destitute of divine and special grace, that 
 as no contemptible writer observes. 
 
 *' Heav'n's Sov'reign saves all beings but liimself— 
 '' That hideous sight, a naktd human heart J" 
 
 The pride and ignorance of mankind rriay lead them 
 to reason against this humbling, and, what they arc 
 please to term, gloomy representation of things. But 
 how absurd to reason against stubborn fact ! We appeal 
 to that J and to experience. We appeal to reason, as 
 well as to revelation : and both^ we are persuaded, 
 ' will tell us, that those who prate about the dignity 
 of human nature and its moral excellence, until 
 it be renewed after the image of God, which sin 
 has obliterated, are only indulging the pleasures of 
 
 imagination and need much instruction in THE 
 
 SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The following pages bear this title : and as they arc 
 lesigned to present us with the anatomy ©f the human 
 leart in a moral or spiritual view, to expose its 
 lisorders, their nature, and their cure 5 it is hoped 
 hey may prove of no little service to the best in- 
 terests 
 
[ iv ] 
 
 terests of mankind. For, as self-deceit, in matters of 
 eternal concern, is likely to prove our ruin, so, 
 
 " To know ourselves discas'd, is half onr cure." 
 
 C De Coetlogon, 
 
 Lower 
 GrosvcJwr'PIace. 
 
 THi 
 
TRANSLATIONS 
 
 LATIN MOTTO'S 
 
 The SCHOOL of the HEART. 
 
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 i. The Infection of the Heart. 
 
 TXT'HILE Satan deceives thee with flattering 
 baits, thy heart drinks in the deadly poison 
 of disease and' of death. 
 
 II. The Taking away of the Heart. 
 
 Lust pleases, and drunkenness pleases, and so 
 the foolish mind grows stupid and dead 3 thus 
 the heart is without heart. 
 
 !I. The Darkness of the Heart. 
 
 Oh the darkness of the heart ! to which outer 
 darkness will succeed, unless ray ligi:t be a light 
 unto you, 
 
 1 he Absence of the Heart. 
 
 How far. Oh fugitive ! -would thy heart flee ? 
 '\'i thou canst be said to have an heart, who art 
 ri^i!. her mindful of me, nor ot thyself. 
 
 V. The 
 
Trandations of the Motto s in the School. 
 
 Ode 
 
 V. The Fanity of the Heart. 
 
 The bellows of ambition blow up the vain 
 heart with the wind of honors, whence it 
 breathes nothing bat a great nothing. 
 
 VI. The Oppression of the Heart. 
 
 Gluttony and drunkenness, two weights of 
 solid lead, prevent our heaven-born hearts from 
 mounting upwards. 
 
 VII. The Covetousness of the Heart. 
 
 Dost thou inquire where thy heart is, heart- 
 less wanderer ? It is here, truly j even whore 
 that is which is dearer to thee than thy heart 
 itself. 
 
 VIII. The Opening of the Heart with the Spear, 
 
 The blessed spear, dyed red with the blood of 
 Jesus, pierces my heart with the wound of 
 divine love. 
 
 IX. The Division of the Heart. 
 
 When I have given thee my whole self, vain 
 virgin, why is so small a share of thy heart given 
 to me ? 
 
 X. The Insatiability of the Heart. 
 
 Thy heart, which is a triangle, is not to he 
 filled with the whole world : the Trinity, who 
 made the heart, alone can satisfy it. 
 
 XI. The 
 
Translations of the Motto's in the School. 
 
 The Returning of the Heart. 
 
 Since now you have so often been exhorted 
 by me to return to your own heart ; consider, 
 your unwillingness to return, is but a willing- 
 ness to perish. 
 
 The Pouring out of the Heart. 
 
 Why dost thou conceal thy vows and thy 
 wounds in thy closed breast ? Let thy heart be 
 spread out before God, as water* which arc 
 poured forth. 
 
 The Ciroumcision of the Heart. 
 
 The cross supplies the handle ; the spear, the 
 edge : and the nails, the iron, that compose 
 this knife : with it circumcise thy heart, and 
 consecrate it to God. 
 
 The Co72trition of the Heart. 
 
 Into many tliousand pieces would I break 
 this heart, which hath wilfully rebelled against 
 its Creator. 
 
 The Humiliation of the Heart. 
 
 Alas ! the heart, delighting itself in lofty 
 things, exalts itself too much, unless a weight 
 be placed upon it, to keep it down. 
 
 ;. The Softening of the Heart. 
 
 My Heart, which is like icy marble, will melt 
 like wax, when the fire of thy love (O God) 
 begins to burn. 
 
 XVII. The 
 
Tra?isIalions of ihe Motto s in the SchooL 
 
 Ode 
 
 X Vir. The Cleansing of the Heart. 
 
 A fountain flows from the wound in thy 
 Husband's piijrced side : in this, O spouse, wash 
 away the delilements of thy heart. 
 
 XVJII. The Mirror of the Heart. 
 
 For?, discovery of the heart, sweet Jesus, look 
 upon my heart ; and let this sight imprint living 
 wounds on thine. 
 
 XrX. The Sacrif.ee of the Heart. 
 
 The sacrifice of a slain calf or bullock does 
 not please God ; that love, which gave me a 
 heart, requires this heart for himself. 
 
 XX. The Weighing of the Heart. 
 
 What thou gavest me as a great gift, is not so, 
 unless an equal balance proves it to be of a 
 
 proper weight. 
 
 XXr. The Defence of the Heart. 
 
 Oh my Light ! defend ray heart with the 
 shield of thy great sufferings, which your love 
 for our hearts constrained you to bear. 
 
 Wlh The Trying of the Heart. 
 
 I alone can search the immf^nse abyss of the 
 l;eart, which the mariner's plumb-line is un- 
 able to fathom, 
 
 XXIII. The Levelling of the Heart. 
 
 If you would have your heart upright, my 
 daughter, bring it frequently for trial to the true 
 ie\el.of miiie. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
Translations of the Mottoes in the SchooL 
 
 Ode 
 
 XXIV. The Renewing of the Heart. 
 
 Since all new things please, lay down thy 
 old heart, O spouse, and take the new one which 
 I place in its stead. 
 
 XXV. The Enlightening of the Heart. 
 
 God, thou light of light, thou only light of 
 a blind world, dispel, by thy light, the thick 
 darkness that obscures my heart. 
 
 XXVI. The Lazc-Talle of the Heart. 
 
 1 now write a new law on the smooth, soft 
 table of thy heart ; whereas the old one, which 
 was wrote on hard tables of stone, is for me 
 (i. e,) to fulfil. 
 
 X^Wii. The TUling of the Heart. 
 
 Come then, O spouse, let the plough of thy 
 cross break up the field of my heart, that into it 
 thou maycst scatter the seeds of thy word, 
 
 XXVIII. The Seeding of the Heart. 
 
 O divine Husbandman, commit thou the seed 
 to the earth, lest the field of our hearts prove 
 unfruitful to thee. 
 
 XXIX. The IVater'tng of the Heart. 
 
 Closed towards the earth ; open towards 
 heaven ; let thy dew descend j that so the soil 
 of my heart may tljurish, and produce a variety 
 of flowers. 
 
 XXX. The Flowers of the Heart. 
 
 These lilies, O Spouse, which sprang from the 
 seed thou sowedst, I consecrate to thee j to which 
 also I add the soil in which they grew. 
 
 XXXI. 
 
Translations of the Motto s in the School, 
 
 Ode 
 
 XXXI. The Keeping of the Heart. 
 
 How well does that watchman keep the in- 
 closed garden of his heart, whom the fear of 
 God arms with a glittering sword ! 
 
 XXXII. The iratching of the Heart. 
 "Whilst sleep possesses my limbs, my watchful 
 
 heart searches after thee / nor can I bear to be 
 without thee, by night or by day. 
 
 XXXIII. The Wounding of the Heart. 
 
 O my Light, pierce through this heart with a 
 thousand of thy most potent shafts j for the 
 wounds given by thy right hand arc medicines. 
 
 XXXIV. The Inhabiting of the Heart. 
 
 O my Light ! may thy Spirit dwell in the 
 temple of mine heart, that, loving thee with 
 thine own love, O Spouse, thou may'st return 
 it again to me. 
 
 XXXV. The Enlarging of the Heart. 
 
 How pleasant a thing it is to love that which 
 heretofore the heart ac counted bitter ; even to 
 run in a narrow way with an enlarged heart 1 
 
 XXXVI. The Inflaming of the Heart. 
 Proceed, my Love, and inflame the inmost 
 
 recesses of my heart, that, like a salamander, 
 it may dwell in its native burning pile ! 
 
 XXXVII. The Ladder of the Heart. 
 
 Would you, my beloved, ascend by a ladder 
 to the heavenly seats ? here first construct the 
 steps in your own heart. 
 
 XXXVIII. The 
 
Translations of the Motto's in the School, 
 
 Ode 
 
 XXXVIII. The Flying of the Heart . 
 
 Who will give me the two wings of a dove, 
 by which my heart, which is tired of the earth, 
 may iiy to heaven : 
 
 XXXIX. The Union of the Heart. 
 
 Live ye united minds and agreeing hearts, to 
 whom one love gives but one will. 
 
 XL. The Rest of the Heart. 
 
 My restless heart cannot dwell at ease in any 
 (earthly) situation ; for God alone is its centre, 
 and only resting-place. 
 
 XLI. The Bathing of the Heart with the bloody Sweat. 
 The bath, which was filled with the bloody- 
 sweat of thy bleeding Spouse : come hither, 
 sick heart, here is for you, what was appointed 
 in paradise. 
 
 " This is very obscure ; but his meaning seems|to be, 
 " that as it was apparently appointed in Paradise 
 " for man to live by the sweat of his brow, 
 " so by this bloody sweat the soul shall live." 
 
 XLI I. The Binding of the Heart with the Cords of 
 Christ ('s Love), 
 
 My crimes, I confess, have bound thee with 
 a cruel cord : may that sweeier cord of love bind 
 my heart to thee, 
 
 XLIII. Christ*s Pillar, the Prop of the Heart. 
 
 My weak heart requires nor flowers nor 
 apples to support it : this pillar of thine, O ra/ 
 Christ, is support enough, 
 
 XLIY. The 
 
Translations of the Motto's in the School, 
 
 Ode 
 
 XLl V. The Heart is the Cup to a thirsting Christ. 
 
 Refuse the cup of gall, which the Jewisli 
 people offered : but drink, O Spouse^ the new 
 wine of a wounded heart. 
 
 XLV. The Hedging of the Heart with a Crown of 
 Thorns. 
 
 That your thorns ninr not want roses, let your 
 Heart furnish itself with that colour : this thorny 
 diadem will keep all infernal wild beasts out of 
 the garden. 
 
 XLVI. The Heart pf<?rce^ with the Nails of God's fear. 
 Pierce through this heart of mine, with the nail 
 of holy fear, O thou who was nailed to the Cross 
 for me. 
 
 XLVn. The New Wine of the Heart out of the Press 
 of the Cross. 
 
 Behold the Cyprian cluster of grapes is prest ; 
 accept, O heart, the rich-flavoured wine which 
 flows from the wine-press of the cross. 
 
THE CONTENTS 
 
 TO EACH 
 
 O D E. 
 
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 -HE laiectian of the Heart Pag<^ 3 
 
 The -Taking away of the Hearty 11 
 
 The Darkj^g* of the Hearty 14 
 
 The Absence of -the Hearty -* 17 
 
 The Vaniiy of the Heart, 20 
 
 The Oppression of the Ht-art, 23 
 
 The Covetousrtess of the Heart, ..,. Q6 
 
 The -Harduess of the Heart, C9 
 
 The Division of the Hearty 32 
 
 The Insatiableness of the Heart_, 35 
 
 The Returning of the Hearty 38 
 
 The Powi-ng -out of- the Hearty -- 41 
 
 The Ciroumsion of the Heart, 44 
 
 The Contrition of the Hearty 47 
 
 The Huinihation of the Heart, 50 
 
 The Softening of the Heart, 53 
 
 The Cleansing of the Heart, 56 
 
 The Giving of the Heart, 59 
 
 The Sacrifice of the Heart, 62 
 
 The Weighing of the Heart, 65 
 
 The Trying of the Heart, 6S 
 
 The Sounding of the Heart, 71 
 
 The Levelhag of the iieait, 74 
 
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THE CONTENTS. 
 
 The Renewing of the Heart, Page 7 ; 
 
 The Enlightening of the Heart,.--..., . ' 
 
 The Table of the Heart, . 
 
 The Tilling of the Heart, „ 86 
 
 The Seeding of the Heart, 8C 
 
 The Watering of the Heart, 92 
 
 The Flowers of the Heart, 9^ 
 
 The Keeping of the Heart, 9S 
 
 The Watching of the Heart, 101 
 
 The Wounding of the Heart, 10^ 
 
 The Inhabiting of the Heart, . 107 
 
 The Enlarging of the Heart, IIC 
 
 The Inflaming of the Heart, 113 
 
 The Ladder of the Heart, llG 
 
 The Fljing of the Heart, 119; 
 
 The Union of the Heart, V 
 
 The Rest of the Heart, V2l 
 
 The Bathing of the Heart, 128 
 
 The Binding of the Heart, 131 
 
 The Prop of the Heart, 134 
 
 The Scourging of the Heart, 137 
 
 The Hedging of the Heart, UO 
 
 The Fastening of the Heart, 143 
 
 The New Wine of the Heart, 14() 
 
 Tlie Learning of the Heart, l.">0 
 
 The -Grammar of the Heai t, 1)1 
 
 The Rhetoric of the Heart, IJ'Z 
 
 The Logic of the Heart, ;. U4J 
 
THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 — »®»IO»«« 
 
 INTRODUCTION. 
 
 'T'URN in, my mind, wander not abroad : 
 
 Here's work enough at home j lay by that load 
 Of scatter'd thought, that clogs and cumbers thee : 
 Resume thy long-neglected liberty 
 Of self-examination : bend thine eye 
 Inward j consider where thy heart doth lie. 
 How 'tis affected, how 'tis busy'd ; look 
 ■ What thou hast writ thyself in thine own book. 
 Thy conscience : here set thou thyself to school ; 
 Self-knowledge, 'twixt a wise man and a fool. 
 Doth make the difference ; he that neglects 
 I This learning, sideth with his own defects. 
 Dost thou draw back ? Hath custom charm'd thee so. 
 That thou canst relish nothing but thy woe ? 
 Find'st thou such sweetness in these sugar'dlycs ? 
 Have foreign objects so ingross'd thine eyes ? 
 Canst thou not hold them off? Hast thou an ear 
 To listen, but to what thou shouldst not hear ? 
 Art thou incapable of every thing. 
 But what thy senses to thy fancy bring ? 
 Remember that thy birth and constitution 
 Both promise better than such base confusion. 
 Ihy birth's divine, from heav'n ; thy composure 
 Is spirit, and immortal : thine inclosure 
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d THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 in walls of flesh j not to make thee debtor 
 
 For house-room to them, but to make them better : 
 
 Thy body's thy freehold, live then as lord. 
 
 Not tenant to thy own : some time afford 
 
 To view what state 'tis in : survey each part. 
 
 And, above all, take notice of thine heart. 
 
 Such as that is, the rest is, or will be. 
 
 Better or worse, blame-worthy, or fault-free. 
 
 What ! are the ruins such, thou art afraid. 
 
 Or else asham'd, to see how 'tis decay'd ? 
 
 Is't tlierefore thou art loth to see it such 
 
 As now it is, because it is so much ; 
 
 Degenerated now from what it was. 
 
 And should have been ? Thine ignorance, alas ! 
 
 Will make it nothing better -, and the longer 
 
 Evils are ^tiffer'd gnnv, they grow the stronger : 
 
 Or hath thine understanding lost its light ? 
 
 Hath the dark night of error dimm'd thy sight. 
 
 So that thou canst not, tho' thou wouldst, observe 
 
 All things amiss within thee, how they swerve 
 
 From the strait rules of righteousness and reason ? 
 
 If so, omit not then this precious season : 
 
 'Tis yet school-time -, as yet the door's not shut. 
 
 Hark how the Master calls. Come, let us put 
 
 Up our requests to him, whose will alone 
 
 Limits his pow'r of teaching, from whom none 
 
 Returns unlearn'd, that hath once a will 
 
 To be his scholar, and implore his skill. 
 
 Great Searcher of the heart, whose boundless siglit 
 
 Discovers secrets, and doth bring to light 
 
 The hidden things of darkness, who alone 
 
 Perfectly know'st all things that can be known -, 
 
 Thou know'st I do not, cannot, have no mind 
 
 To know mine heart : I am not only blind. 
 
 But lame, and listless : thou alone canst make 
 
 Me able, willing : and the pains I take. 
 
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THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 1 
 
 As well as the success, must come from thee. 
 Who workest both to will and do in me : 
 Having made me now willing to be taught, 
 Make me as willing to learn what I ought. • 
 Or, if thou wilt allow thy scholar leave. 
 To choose his lesson, lest I should deceive 
 Myself again, as I have done too often. 
 Teach me to know my heart. Thou, thou canst soften. 
 Lighten, enliven, purify, restore, 
 And make more fruitful than it was before. 
 Its hardness, darkness, death, uncleanness, loss. 
 And barrenness : refine it from the dross. 
 And draw out all the dregs, heal ev'ry sore. 
 Teach it to know itself, and love thee more. 
 Lord, if thou wilt, thou canst impart this skill : 
 And as for other learn'ng, take't who will. 
 
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6 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Infection of the Heart. 
 
 Acts v. 3. 
 
 Why hath Satan Jilled thine heart ? 
 
 Epig. I. 
 
 JtrHILST thou inclinst thy voice^inveigled ear, 
 
 'I he sub lil serpent* s syren-songs to hear. 
 Thy heart drinks deadly poison drawn from hell, 
 And with a vipWous brood of sin doth swell, 
 
 ODE I. 
 
 The Soul. 1. 
 
 Profit and pleasure, comfort, and content. 
 Wisdom, and honor j and, when these are spent, 
 A fresh supply of more ! Oh heav'niy words ! 
 Are these the dainty fruits that this fair tree affords ? 
 
 The Serpent. 2. 
 
 Yes, these and many more, if more may be. 
 All that this world contains, in this one tree 
 Contracted is. Take but a taste, and try ; 
 Thou may'st believe thyself, experience cannot lie. 
 
 The Soul. 3. 
 
 But thou may'st lye : and, with a false pretence 
 Of friendship, rob me of that excellence 
 Which my Creator's bounty hath bestowM, 
 And freely given me, to whom he nothing ow'd. 
 
 The Serpent. 4. 
 
 Strange composition ! so credulous. 
 And at tlie same time so suspicious ! 
 
 Tl 
 
£Tnb.j. 
 
 CoNTAGio Cordis 
 
 dor dc hCbis stuman jnorhi jncrtisque rfnenum. 
 Hie te dirni hlandis dedpit iUecebris. 
 The IXTECTIOX of the HEART. 
 While ScUan thus dtcfu'ts wUh fkUtrmifBreaJh. 
 
 Thy Ifextrt dn'nJcs Fvisna in,Dij-ease .and Deadv. 
 
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THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 9 
 
 This is the tree of knowled^ j and until 
 
 Thou eat thereof, how canst thou know what's good or ill ? 
 
 5. 
 
 The Soul. 
 God infinitely good my Maker is, 
 Who neither will nor can do aught amiss. 
 The being I receiv'd, was that he sent. 
 And therefore I am sure must needs be excellent. 
 
 6. 
 
 The Serpent* 
 Suppose it be : yet doubtless he that gave 
 Thee such a being must himself needs have 
 A better far, more excellent by much : 
 Or else be sure that he could not have made thee such. 
 
 7. 
 
 The Soul, 
 Such as he made me, I am well content 
 Still to continue : for, if he had meant 
 I should enjoy a better state, he could 
 As easily have giv'n it, if he would. 
 
 8. 
 The Serpent. 
 And is it not all one, if he have giv*n 
 The means to get it ? Must he still be driv'n 
 To new works of creation for thy sake ? 
 Wilt thou not what he sets before tkee deign to take ? 
 
 9. 
 
 The Soul. 
 Yes, of the fruits of all the other trees 
 I freely take and eat : they are the fees 
 Allowed me for the dressing, by the Maker : 
 But of this fatal fruit I must not be partaker. 
 
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10 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Serpent. 10. 
 
 And why ? What danger can it be to eat 
 That which is good, being ordain'd for meat ? 
 What wilt thou say ? God made it not for food ? 
 Or dar'st thou think that, made by hira, it is not good ? 
 
 The Soul. 11. 
 
 Yes, good it is, no doubt, and good for meat : 
 
 But I am not allow'd thereof to eat. 
 
 My Maker's prohibition, under pain 
 
 Of death, the day I eat thereof, makes me refrain. 
 
 The Serpent. 21. 
 
 Faint-hearted fondling ! canst thou fear to die. 
 Being a spirit and immortal ? Fje. 
 God knows this fruit once eaten will refine 
 Thy grosser parts alone, and make thee all divitie. 
 
 The Soul. 13. 
 
 There's something in it, sure : were it not good. 
 It had not in the midst of th* garden stood : 
 And being good, I can no more refrain 
 From wishing, than I can the fire to burn, restrain. 
 14. 
 
 Why do I trifle then ? What I desire 
 Why do I not ? Nothing can quench the fire. 
 Of longing, but fruition. Come what will. 
 Eat it 1 must, that I may know what's good and ill. 
 
 The Serpent, 15. 
 
 So, thou art taken now : that resolution 
 Gives an eternal date to thy confusion. 
 The knowledge thou hast got of good, and ill. 
 Is of good gone, and past > of evil, present still. 
 
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 Ablatio Cokdis. 
 
 Soorixt placent.U TlTta place nt^ic stixUus inerfifiu. 
 Xjcanimt/aue Animus: sic .fine SrcU- Cor est 
 
 The T.VKTlsrt; Aw.^^oftlie HfART. 
 
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THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. u 
 
 The TAKING AWAY of the Heart. 
 
 Hos. iv. 11. 
 
 If^horedom and winej and new wine, take away the 
 heart. 
 
 Epig. 2. 
 
 T>ASE lust and lurury, ike scum and dross 
 
 Of hell-lorn pleasures, please thee, to the loss 
 Of thy souVs precious eye-sight, reason ; so 
 Mindless thy mind, heartless thine heart doth gro'j:. 
 
 ODE II. 
 
 1. 
 
 Laid down already ? and so fast asleep ? 
 
 Thy precious heart left loosely on thine hand. 
 Which with all diligence thou shouldest keep. 
 And guard against those enemies, that stand 
 Ready prepar'd to plunge it in the deep 
 Of all distress ? Rouse thee, and understand 
 In time, what in the end thou mast confess. 
 That misery at last and wretchedness 
 Is all the fruit that springs from slothful idleness. 
 
 2. 
 Whilst thou lie'st soaking in security. 
 
 Thou drown'st thyself in sensual delight. 
 And wallow'st in debauched luxury. 
 
 Which, when thou art awake and seest, will fright 
 Thine heart with horror. When thou shalt descry. 
 By the day-light, the danger of the niglit. 
 Then, men, if not too late, thou wilt confess. 
 That endless misery and wretchedness 
 Is all the fruit that springs from riotous excess. 
 
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12 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Whilst thou dost pamper thy proud flesh, and thrust 
 
 Into thy paunch the prime of all thy store. 
 Thou dost but gather fuel for that lust, 
 
 Which, boiling in thy liver, runneth o'er, 
 And fiieth in thy throbbing veins, which must 
 
 Needs vent, or burst, when they can hold no more. 
 But oh, consider what thou shalt confess 
 At last, that misery and wretchedness 
 Is all the fruit that springs from lustful wantonness. 
 
 4. 
 
 Whilst thou dost feed effeminate desires 
 
 With spumy pleasures, whilst fruition 
 
 The coals of hist fans into flaming fires. 
 
 And spurious delights thou doatest on. 
 
 Thy mind through cold remissness ev'n expires. 
 
 And all the active vigour oft is gone. 
 
 Take heed in time, or else thou shalt confess 
 At last, that misery and wretchedness 
 Is all the fruit that springs from careless-raindcdnes* 
 
 Whilst thy regardless sense-dissolved mind 
 
 Lies by unbent, that should have been thy spring 
 Of motion, all thy headstrong passions find 
 
 Themselves let loose, and follow their own swing ; 
 Forgetful of the great account behind. 
 
 As though there never would be such a thing. 
 But, when it comes indeed, thou wilt confess 
 That misery alone and wretchedness 
 Is all the fruit that springs from soul-forgetfulness. 
 
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THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 13 
 
 6. 
 
 Whilst thou remember'st not thy latter end. 
 
 Nor what a reck'ning thou one day naust make. 
 Putting no difference 'twixt foe and friend, 
 
 Thou suffer 'st hellish fiends thine heart to take. 
 Who, all the while thou triflest, do attend. 
 Ready to bring it to the lake 
 
 Of fire and brimstone: where thou shalt confess 
 *That endless misery and wretchedness 
 Is all the fruit that springs from stupid heartlessness. 
 
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14 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Darkness of the Heart. 
 Rom. i. 21. 
 
 Their foolish heart was darkened, 
 
 Epig. 3. 
 
 QUCH cloudy shadows have eclips'd ihine heart. 
 
 As nature cannot parallel, nor art : 
 Unless thou take my light of truth to guide thee, 
 Blaclness of darkness will at length betide thee. 
 
 ODE III. 
 
 1. 
 
 Tarry, O tarry, lest thine heedless haste 
 Hurry thee headlong unto hell at last : 
 
 See, see, thine heart's already half-way there j 
 Those gloomy shadows that encompass it. 
 Are the vast confines of th" infernal pit. 
 
 O stay J and if thou lov'st not light, yet fear 
 That fatal darkness, where 
 Such danger doth appear. 
 
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 Thy mind and understanding : tfiOu art led 
 
 Blindfolded by unbridled passion : 
 
 Thou wand'rest in the crooked ways of error. 
 
 Leading directly to the king of terror : 
 
 The course thou tak'st, if thou boldest on, 
 
 Will bury thee anon 
 
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 Whilst thou art thus deprived of thy sight. 
 
 Thou know'st no diff'rcnce between noon and night, 
 
 Tho' the sun shine^ yet thou regard'st it not. 
 My love-allaring beauty cannot draw thee. 
 Nor doth my mind-amazing terror awe thee : 
 Like one that had both good and ill forgot. 
 Thou carest not a jot 
 What falleth to thy lot. 
 
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 Thou art become unto thyself a stranger, 
 Observest not thine own desert, or danger. 
 
 Thou know'st not what thou dost, nor canst thou tell 
 Whither thou goest : shooting in the dark. 
 How canst thou ever hope to hit the mark ? 
 What expectation hast thou to do well. 
 That art content to dwell 
 Within the verge of hell ? 
 
 5. 
 
 Alas, thou hast not so much knowledge left, 
 ,As to consider that thou art bereft 
 
 Of thine own eye-sight. But thou run'st, as tho' 
 Thou sawest all before thee : whilst thy mind 
 To nearest necessary things is blind. 
 Thou knowest nothing as thou ought'st to know. 
 Whilst thou esteemest so 
 ^he things that are below. 
 
 6. 
 
 Vould ever any, that had eyes, mistake 
 s thou art wont to do : no diff'rence make 
 etwixt the way to heaven and to hell } 
 
 But, 
 
16 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Bat, desperately devoted to destruction,' 
 Rebel against the light, abhor instruction ? 
 As tho' thou didst desire with death to dwell. 
 Thou hatest to hear tell 
 How yet thou may'st do well. 
 
 Oh that thou didst but see how blind thou art. 
 And feel the dismal darkness of thine heart ! 
 
 Then wouldst thou labour for, and I would lend 
 My light to guide the : that's not light alone. 
 But life, eyes, sight, grace, glory, all in one. 
 
 Then should' st thou know whither those bye- ways bend,. 
 And that death in the end 
 On darkness doth attend. 
 
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 The Absence of the Heart. 
 
 Prov. xvii. 16. 
 
 Wherefore is there a price in the hand of a fool to get 
 wisdom f seeing he hath no heait to it P 
 
 Epig. 4. 
 
 TTADST thou an heart, thou fickle fugitive, 
 
 Ho'j) ivould thine heart hate and disdain to live 
 Mindful of such vain trifles as these he ! 
 
 ODE IV. 
 
 The Soul. 1. 
 
 Brave, dainty, carious, rare, rich, precious things ! 
 Able to make fate-blasted mortals blest. 
 Peculiar treasures, and delights for kings. 
 That having pow'r of all, would chuse the best. 
 
 How do I hug mine happiness, that have 
 
 Present possession of what others crave ! 
 
 Christ, 2. 
 
 Poor, silly, simple, sense-besotted soul. 
 Why dost thou hug thy self-procured woes ? 
 Release thy free-born thoughts, at least controul 
 Those passions that enslave thee to thy foes. 
 
 How wouldst thou hate thyself, if thou didst know,, 
 The baseness of those things thou pnzest so ! 
 
 The Soul. 3. 
 
 They talk of goodness, virtue, piety. 
 Religion, honesty, 1 know not what; 
 So let them talk for me : so long as I 
 Have goods and lands^ and gold aud jewels, tliat 
 
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18 THE SCHOOL. OF THE HEART. 
 
 Both equal and excel all other treasure, 
 
 Why should I strive to make their pain my pleasure ? 
 
 Christ, 4. 
 
 So swine neglect the pearls that lie before them, 
 Trample them under foot, and feed on draff* : 
 So fools gild rotten idols, and adore them. 
 Cast all thf corn away, and keep the chaff. 
 
 That ever reason should be blinded so; 
 
 To grasp the shadow, let the substance go ! 
 
 The Soul. 5. 
 
 All's but opinion that the world accounts 
 
 Matter of worth : as this or that man sets 
 
 A value on it, so the price amounts : 
 
 The sound of strings is vary'dby the frets. 
 
 My mind's my kingdom : why should I withstand. 
 Or question that, which I myself command ? 
 
 Christ, Q. 
 
 Thy tyrant passions captivate thy reason : 
 
 Thy lusts usurp the guidance of the mind : 
 
 Thy sense-led fancy barters good for geason f : 
 
 Thy seed is vanity, thine harvest wind : 
 
 Thy rules are crooked, and thou write'st awry : 
 Thy ways are wand'ring, and thy mind to die. 
 
 The Soul* 7- 
 
 This table sums me myriads of pleasure ; 
 That book enrols mine honour's inventory : 
 These bags are stuff 'd with millions of treasure : 
 Those writings evidence my state of glory : 
 These bells ring heav'nly music in mine ears, 
 To drown the noise of cumb'rous cares and fears. 
 
 ♦ Draff, i. e. swill, or hog's meat, 
 t Geaion, or gazon, i, e. a sod of earth, 
 
 Christ. 
 
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 8. 
 
 Christ, 
 Those pleasures one day will procure thy pain : 
 That which thou glori'st in, will be thy shame : 
 Thou'lt find thy loss in what thou thought'st thy gain : 
 Thine honour will put on another name. 
 
 That music, in the close, will ring thy knell j 
 
 Instead of heaven, toll thee into hell. 
 
 9. 
 
 But why do I thus waste my words in vain 
 
 On one that's wholly taken up with toys ; 
 
 That will not lose one dram of earth, to gain 
 
 A full eternal weight of heav'nly joys ? 
 All's to no purpose : 'tis as good forbear. 
 As speak to one that hath no heart to hear. 
 
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20 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Vanity of the Heart. 
 
 Job XV. 31. 
 
 Let not him that is deceived trust in vanity, for vanity 
 shall be his recompence, 
 
 Epig. 5- 
 
 AMBITION lellows with the wind of honour. 
 
 Puffs up the swelling heart that dotes upon her : 
 IVhich, filed with empty vanity, (wreathes forth 
 Nothing, hut such things as are nothing worth. 
 
 ODE V. 
 
 The bane of kingdoms, world's -disquieter. 
 
 Hell's heir apparent, Satan's eldest son. 
 
 Abstract of ills, refin'd elixir, 
 
 And quintessence of sin, ambition. 
 
 Sprung from th' infernal shades, inhabits here. 
 
 Making man's heart its horrid mansion. 
 Which, tho' it were of vast extent before. 
 Is now pufFt up, and swells still more and more. 
 
 2. 
 
 Whole armies of vain thoughts it entertains. 
 Is stutf'd with dreams of kingdoms, and of crowns, 
 Presumes of profit without care or pains, 
 Threatens to baffle all its foes with frowns, 
 Tn ev'ry bargain makes account of gains. 
 Fancies such frolick mirth as choaks and drowns 
 The voice of conscience, whose loud alarms 
 Cannot be heard for pleasure's counlcrcharms. 
 
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 Wer't not for anger, and for pity, who 
 Could chuse but smile to see vain-glorious men 
 Racking their wits, straining their sinews so. 
 That; thorough their transparent thinness, w2ien 
 'I'hey meet with wind and sun, they quickly grow 
 Riv'led and dry, shrink till they crack again. 
 
 And all but to seem greater than they are ? 
 
 Stretching their strength, they lay their weakness bare. 
 
 See how hell's fueller bis bellows plies. 
 
 Blowing the fire that burnt too fast before : 
 
 See how tl»e turnace flames, the sparkles rise 
 
 And spread themselves abroad still more and more ! 
 
 Sec how the doting soul hath hx'd her eyes 
 
 On her dear fooleries, and doth adore. 
 
 With hands and heart lift up, those trifling toys 
 Wherewith the devil cheats her of her joys ! 
 
 Alas, thou artdeceiv'd ; that glitt'ring crown. 
 On which thou gazest, is not goldbut grief ; 
 That sceptre, sorrow : if thou take them down. 
 And try them, thou shalt find what poor relief 
 They could alford thee, tho' they were ihine own, 
 Didht thou command ev'n all the world in chief. 
 Thy comforts would abate, thy cares increase. 
 And thy perplexed thoughts disturb thy peace. 
 
 Those pearls so thorough pierc'd, and strung together, 
 Tho' jewels in thine ears they may appear. 
 Will prove continu'd perils, wlien the weather 
 Is clouded once, which yet is fair and clear. 
 
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 What will that fan, tho' of the finest feather, 
 Sttnd thee, the brunt of winds and storms to bear ? 
 Thy flagging: colours hang their drooping head, 
 And tbe shrill trumpet's sound shall strike thee dead. 
 
 7. 
 
 Were all those balls, which thow in sport dost toss, 
 AVhole worlds, and in thy power to command. 
 The gain would never countervail the loss. 
 Those slipp'ry globes wilis^lide out of thine hand ; 
 Thou canst have no fast hold but of the cross. 
 And thou wilt fall, where thou dost think to stand. 
 Forsake these follies, then, if thou wilt live : 
 Timely repentance may thy death reprieve. 
 
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 The Oppression of the Heart. 
 
 Luke xxi. 34. 
 
 Take heed, lest at any time your hearts he overcharged 
 -iviik surjeiting and drunkenness, 
 
 Epig. 6. 
 
 'T^WO massy weights, surfeiting, drunkenness, 
 
 Like mighty logs of lead, do so oppress 
 The heav'n-born hearts of men, that to aspire 
 Upwards th-ey have nor power nar desire* 
 
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 1 
 
 Monster of sins ! See how th' inchanted soul, 
 
 O'ercharg'd already calls for more. 
 
 See bow the hellish skinker * plies his bowl;, 
 
 And's ready furnished with store. 
 
 Whilst cups on every side 
 
 Planted, attend the tide. 
 
 See how the piled dishes mounted stand, 
 
 Like hills advanced upon hills. 
 And the abundance both of sea and land 
 Doth not suffice, ev'n what it fills, 
 Man's dropsy appetite. 
 And cormorant delight. 
 
 • Skinlicr, i. e. butler. 
 
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 3. 
 
 See how the poison'd body's pufF'd and swcll'd. 
 
 The face inflamed glows with heat. 
 The limbs unable are themselves to wield. 
 The pulses (death's alarm) do beat : 
 Yet man sits still, and laughs. 
 Whilst his own bane he quaffs. 
 
 But wherc's thine heart the while, thou senseless sot 
 
 Look how it lieth crush'd, and quell'd. 
 Flat beaten to the board, that it cannot 
 Move from the place where it is held. 
 Nor upward once aspire 
 "With heavenly desire. 
 
 Thy belly is thy god, thy shame thy glory. 
 
 Thou mindest only earthly things; 
 And all thy pleasure is but transitory. 
 
 Which grief at last and sorrow brings 
 The courses thou dost take 
 Will make thine heart to ake. 
 
 6. 
 
 Js't not enough to spend thy precious time 
 
 In empty idle compliment. 
 Unless thou strain (to aggravate thy crime) 
 Nature beyond its own extent. 
 And force it to devour 
 An age within an hour ? 
 
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 That which thou swallow'st is not lost alone. 
 
 But quickly will revenged be. 
 By seizing on thine heart, which like a stone. 
 Lies bury'd in the midst of thee. 
 Both void of common sense 
 And reason's excellence. 
 
 8. 
 
 Thy body is diseases' rendezvous. 
 
 Thy mind the market-place of vice. 
 The devil in thy will keeps open house : 
 
 Thou liv'st, as though thou would'st intice 
 Hell-torments unto thee. 
 And thine own devil be. 
 
 9. 
 
 O what a ^irty dunghill art thou grown, 
 
 A nasty stifiking kennel foul ! 
 When thou awak'st and seest what thou hast done. 
 Sorrow will swallow up thy soul. 
 To think how thou art foil'd. 
 And all thy glory spoil' d. 
 
 10. 
 Or if thou canst not be asham'd, at least 
 
 Have some compassion on thyself : 
 Before thou art transformed all to beast. 
 At last strike sail, avoid the shelf 
 Which in that gulf doth lie. 
 Where all that enter die. 
 
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20 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEAKT. 
 
 The CovETOusNEss of the Heart. 
 
 Mat. vi. 21. 
 }F here your treasure is, there will your heart le also, 
 
 Epig. 7. 
 
 7^ 057" thou inquire thou heartless wanderer. 
 
 Where thine heart is f Behold, thine heart is here. 
 Here thine heart is, where that is -jchich above 
 Thine own dear heart thou dost esteem and- love. 
 
 ODE VII. 
 
 1. 
 
 Sec the deceitful ness of sin. 
 And how the devil cheateth worldly men : 
 They heap np riches to themselves, and then 
 
 They think they cannot chusc but win. 
 Though for their parts. 
 They stake their hearts. 
 
 The merchant sends his heart to sea. 
 And there, together with his ship, *tis tost ; 
 If this by chance miicarry, that is lost. 
 His confidence is cast away ; 
 He hangs the head. 
 As he were dead. 
 
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 The pedhr cries, What do you lack ? 
 What will you buy ? and boasts his wares the best : 
 But offers you the refuse of the rest, 
 
 As tho' his lieart lay in his pack, 
 Wliich greater gain 
 Alone can drain. 
 
 4. 
 
 The pJoughman furrows up his land. 
 And sows his heart together with his seed, 
 W^ich, both alike earth-born, on earth do feed. 
 And prosper, or are at a stand ; 
 He and his field 
 Like fruit do yield. 
 
 The broker and thescriv'ner have 
 The us'rer's heart in keeping with his bands :* 
 His soul's dear sustenance lies in ihcir hands. 
 
 And if they break, their shop's his grave. 
 His int'rest is 
 His only bliss. 
 
 6. 
 
 The money-hoarder in his bags 
 Binds up his heart, and locks it in his chest ; 
 The same key serves to that, and to his breast. 
 Which of no other heaven brags : 
 Nor can conceit 
 A joy so great. 
 
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 7. 
 
 So for the greedy landmonger : 
 The purchases he makes inev'ry part 
 Take livery and seisin of his heart : 
 Yet his insatiate hunger. 
 For all his store. 
 Gaps after more. 
 
 8. 
 Poor wretched muckworms, wipe your ejeSj 
 Uncase those trifles that besot you so : 
 Your rich-appearing wealth is real woe. 
 Your death in your desires lies. 
 Your hearts are where 
 You love and fear. 
 
 9. 
 
 Oh think not then the world deserves 
 Either to be belovM or fear'd by you : 
 Give heaven these affections as its due, 
 
 Which always what it hath preserves 
 In perfect bliss 
 That endless is. 
 
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 The Hardness of the Heart. 
 
 Zech. vii. 12. 
 
 They made their hearts as hard as an adamant stone, 
 lest they should hear the law. 
 
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 Epig. 8. 
 
 TL^ORDS move thee not, nor gifts, nor strokes : 
 
 Thy sturdy adamantine heart provokes 
 My justice, slights my mercies : anvil-like. 
 Thou stand' st unmoved, though my hammer strike. 
 
 ODE VIII. 
 
 1 
 
 What have we here ? An heart ? It looks like one^ 
 The shape and colour speak it such : 
 But, having brought it to the touchy 
 I find it is no better than a stone. 
 Adamants are 
 Softer by far. 
 
 Long hath it steeped been in Mercy's milk; 
 And soaked in Salvation, 
 Meet for the alteration 
 Of anvils, to have made them soft as silk -, 
 Yet it is still 
 Harden'd in ill. 
 
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30 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Oft have I rainM my word upon it, oft 
 The dew of heaven has distill'd. 
 With promises of mercy fiU'd, 
 Able to make mountains of marble soft 
 Yet it is not 
 Changed a jot. 
 
 My beams of love shine on it every day. 
 Able to thaw the thickest ice j 
 And, where they enter in a trice. 
 To make congealed chrystal melt away : 
 Yet warm they not 
 This frozen clot. 
 
 5. 
 
 Nay more, this hammer, that is wont to grind 
 Rocks unto dust, and powder small. 
 Makes no impression at all, 
 Nor dint, nor crack, nor flaw, that I can find ; 
 Eut leaves it as 
 Before it was. 
 
 6. 
 
 Is mine almighty arm decay'd in strength ? 
 
 Or hath mine hammer lost its weight ? 
 That a poor lump of earth should sHght 
 My mercies, and not feel my wrath at length. 
 With which J make 
 Ev'n jjcav'n to shake ! 
 
 No, 
 
THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 31 
 
 7. 
 
 ^0, 1 am still the same, I alter not, 
 
 And, when I please, my works of wonder 
 Shall bring the stoutest spirits under, 
 ind make them to confess it is their lot 
 To bow or break. 
 When I but speak. 
 
 
 at! would have men know, tis not my word 
 Or works alone can change tbnir hearts ; 
 These instruments perform their parts, 
 ut 'tis my Spirit doth this fruit afford. 
 'Tis I, not art. 
 Can melt man's heart. 
 
 9. 
 
 Bt would they leave their customary sinning, 
 And so unclinrh the devil's claws. 
 That keeps them captive in his paws, 
 fy bounty soon should second that beginning i 
 Ev'n hearts of steel 
 My force should feel. 
 
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 Hos. X. 2. 
 
 Thine heart is divided. Now shall they le found faulty 
 
 Epig. 9. 
 
 T^AIN trifling virgin, I myself , 
 IVholly to thee : and shall I 
 
 have giv'n 
 now be driven 
 To rest contented with a petty part, 
 That have deserved more than a whole heart ? 
 
 ODE IX. 
 1. 
 
 More mischief yet ? was't not enough before 
 To rob me wholly of thine hearty 
 Which I alone 
 Should call mine own. 
 But thou must mock me with a part ? 
 Crown injury withscorn, to make it more ? 
 
 What's a whole heart ? Scarce flesh enough to serve 
 A kite one breakfast : how much less. 
 If it should be 
 Ofter'd to me. 
 Could it sufficiently express 
 What I for making it at tirst deserve ? 
 
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 The smallest jot 
 That strictest justice could require,. 
 To render it conapletely perfected. 
 
 4. 
 
 And is it reason what I give in gross 
 
 Should be return'd but by retail ? 
 To take so small 
 A part for all, 
 I reckon of no more avail 
 Than, where I scatter gold, to gather dross. 
 
 o. 
 
 Give me thine heart but as I gave it thee 
 
 Or give it me at least as I 
 
 Have given mine 
 
 To purchase thine. 
 
 I halv'd it not when I did die -, 
 
 But gave myself wholly to set thee free. 
 
 The heart I gave thee was a living heart ; 
 ^ And when thy heart by sin was slain, 
 
 1^ I laid down mine 
 
 To ransom thine. 
 That thy dead heart might live again. 
 And live intirely perfect, not in part. 
 
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 7. 
 
 But whilst thine heart's divided, it is dead ; 
 Dead unto me, unless it live 
 To me alone. 
 It is all one 
 To keep all, and a part to give : 
 For what's a body worth without an head ! 
 
 8. 
 
 Yet this is worse, that what thon keep'st from rac 
 Thou dost bestow upon my foes : 
 And those not mine 
 Alone, but thine 3 
 The proper causes of thy woes, 
 From whoni I gave my life to set thee free, 
 
 9. 
 
 Have I betroth'd thee to myself, and shall 
 The devil, and the world, intrude 
 Upon my right, 
 Ev'n in my sight ? 
 Think not thou canst me so delude : 
 I will have none, unless I may have all. 
 
 10. 
 
 1 made it all, I gave it all to thee, 
 I gave all that I had tor it : 
 If I must lose 
 I'd rather chuse 
 Mine interest in all to quit : 
 Or keep it whole, or give it whole to me. 
 
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 The iNSATiABLENESSof the Heart. 
 
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 ' ^ko enlargeth his desire as hell, and is as death, and 
 cannot le satisjied. 
 
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 nrHE whole round world is not enough to Jill 
 
 The heart's three corners, hut it craveth still. 
 Only the Trinity, that made it, can 
 Sujice the vast triangUd heart of man. 
 
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 1. 
 
 The thirsty earth and barren womb cry, give : 
 The grave dcvoureth all that live : 
 
 The fire still burncth on, and never saith. 
 It is enough : The horse-leech hath 
 
 Many more daughters : but the heart of man 
 
 Outgapes them all as much as heav'n one span. 
 
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 Water hath drown'd the earth : the barren womb 
 Hath teem'd sometimes, and been the tomb 
 
 To its own swelling issue : and the grave 
 Shall one day a sick surfeit have : 
 
 When all the fuel is consum'd, the fire 
 
 Will quench itself, and of itself expire. 
 
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 But the vast heart of man's insntiate, 
 TK. 1 " ^^"""d^e^s appetites dilate 
 Themselves beyond all h-mits, his desires 
 Tnh. '^'■^^"^^"f Still; whilst he aspires 
 
 Where Uirn^t^V"" "r^^^"^ ''''' ^— 
 vviiere it is not ; his wishes know no measure. 
 
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 His eye with seeing is not satisfy'd, 
 
 JNor s ear with hearino- . he hath trr^A 
 At once to furnish ev'ry sev'?ai se'nse ' ''' ' 
 
 Hemi.M exttT'"'/"'"'""^ "^>^^«' whence 
 rie might extract, and into one unite 
 
 , A perfect quintessence of all delight. ' 
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 5. 
 
 Vet, having all that he can fancy, still 
 
 i Here wanted more to fiU 
 H.s empty appetite. His mind is vex'd. 
 
 And he IS mwardlv perplex'd 
 
 6. 
 
 He rambles over aJI the faculties 
 Of,,., "f '^'^^ the secret treasuries 
 Ofartand nature spells the universe 
 
 Re o,!, „?'i? ?l ""'"' P^«^"ds .0 know 
 Keasons of all things, why they must be so 
 
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 7. 
 
 Yet Is not so contented, but would fain 
 
 Pry in God's cabinet, and gain 
 Intelligence from heav'nof things to come. 
 
 Anticipate the day of doom. 
 And read the issues of all actions so, 
 As if God's secret counsel he did know. 
 
 8. 
 
 Let him have all the wealth, all the renown. 
 And glor}', that the world can crown 
 
 Her dearest darlings with j yet his desire 
 Will not rest there, but still aspire. 
 
 Earth cannot hold him, nor the whole creation 
 
 Contain his wishes, or his expectation. 
 
 The heart of man's but little j yet this All, 
 Compared thereunto, 's but small. 
 
 Of such a large unparallel'd extense 
 
 Is the short-lin'd circumference. 
 
 Of that three-corner'd figure, which to fill 
 
 With the round world, is to leave empty still. 
 
 10. 
 
 So, greedy soul, address thyself to heav'n 
 
 And leave the world, as 'tisbereav'n 
 
 Of all true happiness, or any thing 
 
 Ihat to thine heart content can bring, 
 
 But there a tri-une God in glory sits, 
 
 Who all grace-thirsting hearts both fills and fits. 
 
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 The Returning of the Heart. 
 
 Isaiah xlvi. 8. 
 
 Rememier this, and shew yourselves like men : Brini^ 
 again to heart, ye transgressors, 
 
 Epig. 11. 
 
 QFThave I calCd thee : return at last, 
 
 Return unto thine heart : let the time past Hi 
 
 Suffice thy wanderings : know that to cherish 
 Revolting still, is a mere will to perish, 
 
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 Christ, 1 . 
 
 Return, O wanderer, return, return. 
 Let me not always waste my words in vain. 
 As I have done too long. Why dost thou spurn 
 And kick the counsels that should bring thee back" 
 
 [agaia ? 
 
 The Soul. 2. 
 
 What's this that checks my course ? Methinks I feci 
 A cold remissness seizing on my mind : 
 My stagger'd resolutions seem to reel. 
 As tho' they had in haste forgot mine heart behind. 
 
 Christ, 3. 
 
 Return, O wanderer, return, return. 
 
 Thou art already gone too far away, 
 
 It is enough : unless thou mean to burn 
 
 In hell lor ever, stop thy course at last, and stay. 
 
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 The Soul. 4. 
 
 rhere's something holds me back, I cannot move 
 "orward one foot : methinks, the more I strive, 
 rhe less I stir. Is there a pow'r above 
 yiy will in me, that can my purposes reprive ? 
 
 Christ. 5. 
 
 ^o power of thine own : 'tis I, that lay 
 
 i/Tine hand upon thine haste ; whose will can make 
 
 rhe restless motions of the heavens stay : 
 
 Jtand still, turn back again, or new-found courses take. 
 
 The Soul. 6. 
 
 Vhat ? am I rivited, or rooted here ? 
 rhat neither forward, nor on either side 
 can get loose ? Then there's no hope, I fear ; 
 $ut I must back again, whatever me betide. 
 
 Christ. 7. 
 
 Lnd back again thou shalt. I'll have it so. 
 ^'ho' thou hast hitherto my voice neglected, 
 Jow I have handed thee, I'll let thee know, 
 ?hat what I will have done shall not be uneffected. 
 
 The Soul. 8. 
 
 Tiou wilt prevail then, and I must return. 
 
 ut how ? or whither ? when a world of shame 
 
 .nd sorrow lies before me, and I burn 
 
 Vith horror in myself to think upon the same. 
 
 9. 
 jjall I return to thee ? Alas, T have 
 '^ '^pe to be receiv'd : a run-away, 
 1 to return ! Madm^n may rave 
 luricv-miracles, but what will Justice say ? 
 
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 10. 
 
 Shall I return to mine own heart ? Alas, 
 
 'Tis lost, and dead, and rotten long ago, 
 
 I cannot tind it what at first it was, 
 
 And it hath been too long the cause of all my woe. 
 
 11. 
 
 Shall I forsake my pleasures and delights, 
 My profits, honors, comforts, and contents, 
 For that, the thought whereof my mind aflFrights, 
 Repentant sorrow, that the soul asunder rents ! 
 
 12. 
 Shall I return, that cannot though I would ? 
 ] , that liad strength enough to go astray, 
 Find myself faint and feeble, how I should 
 Return. I cannot run, I cannot creep this way. 
 
 13. 
 What shall I do ? Forward I must not go, 
 Rackwiird I cannot : If I tarry here, 
 ] shall be drowned in a world of woe, 
 And antedate my own damnation by despair. 
 
 14. 
 
 But is't not better hold that which I have. 
 Than unto future expectation trust ? 
 Oh no : to reason thus is but to rave. 
 Therefore return I will, because return I must. 
 
 Christ. 15. 
 
 Return, and welcome : if thou wilt, thou shall: 
 Although thou canst not of thyself, yet I, 
 That call, can make thee able. Let the fault 
 lie mine, il", when thou wilt return, 1 let thee lie. 
 
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 The Pouring out of the Heart. 
 
 Lam, ii. 19. 
 
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 Lord, 
 
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 Epig. 12. 
 
 dost thou hide thy wounds ? why dost thou hide 
 In thy close breast thy wishes, and so side 
 IVuh thine own fears and sorrows ? Like a spout 
 Of water, let thine heart to God break out. 
 
 ODE XII. 
 
 TTie SouL 1 . 
 
 Can death, or hell, be worse than this estate r 
 Anguish, amazement, horror, and confusion. 
 Drown my distracted mind in deep distress. 
 My griefs grown so transcendent, that I hate 
 To hear of comfort, as a false conclusion 
 Vainly infer'd from feigned premises. 
 What shall I do ? What strange course shall I try. 
 That, tho' I loathe to live, yet dare not die ? 
 
 Christ, 2. 
 
 Be rul'd by me, 1 11 teach thee such a way. 
 As that thou shalt not only dram thy mind 
 From that destructive deluge of distress 
 I'hat overwhelms thy thoughts, but clear the day. 
 And soon recover light and strength, to find 
 And to regain thy long lost happiness. 
 
 Confess, and pray. Say what it is doth ail thee. 
 What Ihouwould'st have, and (hat shall soon avail the«. 
 
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 The Soul. 3. 
 
 Confess and pray ? If that be all, I will. 
 
 Lord, I am sick, and thou art health, restore me. 
 
 I-ord, I am weak, and thou art strength, sustain me. 
 
 Thou art all goodness. Lord, and 1 all ill. 
 
 Thou, Lord, art holy ; I unclean before thee. 
 
 Lord, I am poor > and thou art rich, maintain me. 
 
 Lord, I am dead ; and thou art life, revive me. 
 
 Justice condemns ; let mercy. Lord, reprieve me. 
 
 A wretched miscreant I am, composed 
 Of sin and misery j 'lis hard to say. 
 Which of the two allies me most to hell : 
 Native corruption makes me indisposed 
 To all that's good ; but apt to go astray. 
 Prone to do ill, unable to do well j 
 My light is darkness, and my liberty 
 Bondage, my beauty foul deformity. 
 
 A plagne of leprosy o'erspreadeth all 
 My pow'rs and faculties : I am unclean, 
 I am unclean : my liver broils with lust ; 
 Rancour and malice overflow my gall ; 
 Envy my bones doth rot, and keeps mc lean ; 
 Revengeful wrath makes me forget what's just : 
 Mine ear's uncircumcis'd, mine eye is evil. 
 And hating goodness makes me parcel* devil. 
 
 * Ptircel devil; i. e, share or partake with him, 
 
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 6. 
 
 My callous conscience is cauteriz'dj 
 My trembling heart shakes with continual fear : 
 My frantick passions fill my mind with madness : 
 My windy thoughts with pride are tyrapaniz'd : 
 My pois'nous tongue spits venom every -where : 
 My wounded spirit's swallow'd up with sadness : 
 Impatient discontentment plagues me so, 
 1 neither can stand still nor forward go. 
 
 Lord, I am all diseases : hospitals. 
 And bills of mountebanks, have not so many, 
 Nor half so bad. liord, hear, and help, and heal mc. 
 Although my guiltiness for veng'^ance calls. 
 And colour of excuse 1 have not any. 
 Yet thou hast goodness. Lord, that may avail me. 
 Lord, I have pour'd out all my heart to thee : 
 Vouchsafe one drop of mercy un>o me. 
 
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 The Circumcision of the Heart. 
 
 Deut. X. 16. 
 
 Circh7nd.^e the foreskin of your heart, mid le no more 
 stij}'- necked. 
 
 EriG. 13. 
 
 TJERE, take thy Saviour s cross, the nails and spear, 
 
 That for thy sake his hoJyJlesh did tear : 
 Use them as knives thine keait to circumcise, 
 And dress thy God a pleasing sacrifice. 
 
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 Heal thee r I will. But first I'll let thee know 
 
 What it comes to. 
 The plaister was prepared long ago : 
 But thou must do 
 Something thyself, that it may be 
 Eifectually apply'd to thee. 
 
 I, to that end, that I might cure thy sores. 
 
 Was slain, and dy'd. 
 By mine own people was turn'd out of doors^ 
 And crucify'd ; 
 My ri lo was pierced with a spear. 
 And nails my hands and feet did tear. 
 
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 CORDIS CIRCUMCISIO. 
 
 Crux CapiduTiz ChalylcTn Culiro datZancea C?o 
 ZeiTur/L.hoc Cor cirnifn-ci^^ Dto-qite d'ocra. 
 
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 Do thou then to thyself, as they to me 
 
 Make haste, and try^ 
 The old man, that yet alive in thee. 
 To crucify. 
 Till he be dead in thee, ray blood 
 Is like to do thee little good. 
 
 4. 
 
 My course of physic is to cure the soul. 
 
 By killing sin. 
 So then thine own corruptions to controul 
 Thou must begin. 
 Until thine heart be circumcis'd. 
 My death will not be duly priz'd. 
 
 Consider then my cross, my nails, and spcar^ 
 
 And let that thought 
 Cut razor-like thine heart, when thou dost hear 
 How dear I bought 
 Thy freedom from the pow'r of sin. 
 And that distress which thou wast in. 
 
 6. 
 
 Cut out the iron sinew of thy neck. 
 
 That it may be 
 Supple, and pliant to obey my beck. 
 And learn of me. 
 Meekness alone, and yielding, hath 
 A power to appease my wrath. 
 
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 Shave off thine hairy scalp, those curled locks 
 
 Powder 'd with pride, 
 Wherewith thy scornful heart my judgments mocks. 
 And thinks to hide 
 Its ihunder-threaten'd head, which bared 
 Alone is likely to be spar'd. 
 
 8. 
 
 Rip off those seeming robe««, but real rags^ 
 
 Which earth admires 
 As honorable ornaments and brags 
 That it attires ; 
 Which cumber thee indeed. Thy sores 
 Fester with what the world adores. 
 
 9. 
 
 Clip thine ambitious wings, let down Uiy plumes. 
 
 And learn to sKJop, 
 Whilst thou hast time to stand. Who still presumts 
 Of strength, will droop 
 At last, and iiag whtii he should fly. 
 Falls hurt them most that climb most high. 
 
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 scrape off that scaly scurf of vanities 
 
 That clogs thee so : 
 Profits and pleasures are those enemies 
 That work thy woe. 
 If thou wilt have me cure thy wounds. 
 First rid each humour that abounds. 
 
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 The Contrition of the Heart, 
 
 Psalm li. 1/. 
 
 A broken and contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not 
 despise. 
 
 Epig. U. 
 
 ZJOJV gladly 'xould I Iruise and Ireak this heart 
 
 Unto a thousand pieces , till the smart 
 Make it confess, that, of its own accord, 
 It wilfully relell'd against the Lord ! 
 
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 1. 
 
 Lord, if I bad an arm or pow'r like thine, 
 And could effect what I desire, 
 My love-drawn heart, like smallest wire 
 Bended and writhen should together twine 
 And twisted stand 
 With thy command : 
 Thou should'st no sooner bid, but I would go. 
 Thou should'st not will the thing I would not do. 
 
 But I am weak, Lord, and corruption strong : 
 When I would fain do what I should. 
 Then I cannot do what I would : 
 Mine action's short, when mine intention's long \ 
 Though my desire 
 Be quick as fire, 
 
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 Yet my performance is as dull as earth. 
 And stifles its own issue in the birth. 
 
 But what I can do. Lord, I will ; since what 
 I would, I cannot ; I will try 
 Whether mine heart, that's hard and dry. 
 Being calra'd, and tempered with that 
 Liquor which falls 
 From mine eye-balls. 
 Will work more pliantly, and yield to take 
 Such new impression as thy grace shall make. 
 
 4. 
 
 In mine own conscience then, as in a mortar, 
 I'll place mine heart, and bray it there : 
 If grief for what is past, and fear 
 Of what's to come, be a sufficient torture, 
 I'll break it all 
 In pieces small : 
 Sin shall not find a sheard without a flaw, 
 Wherein to lodge one lust against thy law. 
 
 Remember then, mine heart, what thou hast done 
 What thou hast left undone : the ill 
 Of all my thoughts, words, deeds, is still 
 Thy cursed issue only : thou art grown 
 To such a pass, 
 That never was, 
 Nor is, nor will there be, a sin so bad, 
 But thou some way therein an hand hast Lad. 
 
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 Thou hast not been content alone to sin. 
 
 But hast made others sin with thee -, 
 Yea, made their sins thine own to be. 
 By liking, and allowing them therein. 
 Who first begins. 
 Or follows, sins 
 Not his own sins alone, but sinneth o'er 
 All the same sins, both after and before. 
 
 7. 
 
 What boundless sorrow can suffice a guilt 
 
 Grown so transcendent ? Should thine eye 
 Weep seas of blood, thy sighs outvie 
 The winds, when with the waves they run at tilt,* 
 Yet they could not 
 Conceal one blot. 
 The least of all thy sins against thy God 
 Deserves a thunderbolt should be thy rod. 
 
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 hen since (repenting heart) thou canst not grieve 
 Enough at once while thou art whole. 
 Shiver thyself to dust, and dole+ 
 Thy sorrow to the several atoms, give 
 All to each part. 
 And by that art 
 Strive thy dissever'd self to multiply, 
 And want of weight with number to supply. 
 
 * Run at tilt ; i.e. forcibly oppose. An antient martial exercisf, 
 t Dole : i. e. deal out or divide. 
 
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 The Humiliation of the Heart. 
 
 EccLES. vii. 9. 
 The patient inspirit is better than the proud inspirit. 
 
 Epic, 15. 
 
 TLTINE heart, alas ! exalts itself too high, 
 
 And doth delight a lojtier pitch tojly 
 Than it is able to maintain, unless 
 Jtjeel the weight of thine imposed press. 
 
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 1. 
 
 So let it be, 
 
 Lord, I am well content. 
 And thou shall see 
 The time is not mis-spent. 
 Which thou dost then bestow, when thou dost quel! 
 And crush the heart where pride before did swell. 
 
 Lord, I perceive. 
 
 As soon as thou dost send. 
 And I receive 
 
 The blessings thou dost lend, 
 Mine heart begins to mount, and doth forget 
 The ground whereon it goes, where it is set. 
 
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 In health I grew 
 
 Wanton, began to kick. 
 As though I knew 
 I never should be sick. 
 Diseases take me down, and make me know. 
 Bodies of brass must pay the debt they owe. 
 
 If I but dream 
 
 Of wealth, mine heart doth rise 
 With a full stream 
 
 Of pride, and I despise 
 All that is good, until I wake^ and spy 
 The swelling bubble prick'd with poverty. 
 
 5. 
 
 A little wind 
 
 Of undeserved praise 
 Blows up my mind. 
 And my swoln thoughts doth raise 
 Above themselves, until the sense of shame 
 Makes rae contemn my self-dishonour'd name. 
 
 6. 
 
 One moment's mirth 
 I Would make me run stark mad, 
 
 ' And the whole earth. 
 
 Could it at once be had. 
 Would not suffice my greedy appetite. 
 Didst thou not pain instead of pleasure write. 
 
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 Lord, it is well 
 
 I was in time brought down, 
 Eise thoQ canst tell. 
 
 Mine heart would soon have flown 
 Full in thy face, and study to requite 
 The riches of thy goodness with despite. 
 
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 Slack not thine hand. 
 
 Lord turn thy screw about : 
 If thy press stand, 
 
 Mine heart may chance slip out. 
 O quest+ it unto nothing, rather than 
 It should forget itself, and swell again. 
 
 9. 
 
 Or if thou art 
 
 Disposed to let it go, 
 Lord, teach mine heart 
 To lay itself as low 
 As thou canst it : that prosperity 
 May still be temper'd with humility. 
 
 10. 
 
 Thy way to rise. 
 
 Was to descend ; let me 
 Myself despise. 
 
 And so ascend with thee. 
 Thou throw'st them down that lift themselves on high. 
 And raisest them that on the ground do lie. 
 
 X Quest ; i. e. squeeze. 
 
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 The Softening of the Heart. 
 
 Job xxiii. l6, 
 
 God maketh my heart soft. 
 
 Epig. i6. 
 
 IXTINE heart is like a marlle ice, 
 
 Both cold and hard : hut thou canst in a trice 
 Melt if like wax, great God, if from above 
 rThou kindle in it once thy fire of love, 
 
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 1. 
 
 Nay, blessed Founder, leave me not : 
 
 Ifout of all this grot '^ 
 There can but any gold be got, 
 The time thou dost bestow, the cost 
 
 And pains will not be lost : 
 The bargain is but hard at most. 
 And such are all those thou dost make with me : 
 Thou know'st thou canst not but a loser be. 
 
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 When the sun shines with glitt'ring beams, 
 
 His cold-dispelling gleams 
 Turn snow an'i ice to wat'ry streams. 
 The wax, so soon as it hath sme.t 
 The warmth or fire, and fflt 
 The glowing heat thereof, will melt. 
 Yen., pearls with vinegar dissolve we may. 
 And -adamants in blood of gorUs, they say. 
 
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 If nature can do this, much more. 
 Lord, may thy grace restore 
 Mine heart to what it was before. 
 There's the same matter in it still, 
 
 Though new inform'd with ill. 
 Yet can it not resist thy will. 
 Tby pow'r, that framM it at the first, as oft 
 As thou wilt have it. Lord, can make it soft. 
 
 Thou art the Sun of righteousness : 
 
 And though I must confess 
 Mine heart's grown hard in wickedness. 
 Yet thy resplendent rays of light. 
 
 When once they come in sight. 
 Will quickly thaw what froze by night. 
 Lord, in thine healing wings a pow'r dotli dwell. 
 Able to melt the hardest heart in hell. 
 
 Although mine heart in hardness pass 
 
 Both iron, steel, and brass. 
 Yea, the hardest thing that ever was j 
 Yet if thy fire thy Spirit accord. 
 
 And, working with thy word, 
 A blessing unto it afford. 
 It will grow liquid, and not drop alone. 
 But melt itself away before thy tlwone. 
 
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 Yea, though my flinty heart be such. 
 
 That the sun cannot touch. 
 Nor fire sometimes affect it much. 
 Yet thy warm reeking self-shed blood, 
 
 O Lamb of God, 's so good. 
 It cannot be withstood. 
 Thn' anua-regia of thy love prevails, 
 Ev 'n where the pow'r of aqua-fortis fails. 
 
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 Then leave me not so soon, dear Lord, 
 
 Though I neglect ihy word, 
 And what thy power doth afford 5 
 O try thy mercy, and thy love 
 
 The force thereof may prove. 
 Soak'd in thy blood, mine heart will soon surrender 
 lu native hardness, and grow soft and tender. 
 
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 The Cleansing of the Heart. 
 
 Jer. v. 14. 
 
 Q jferusaJem, 'ivask thy heart from luichedness , tha 
 thou mayest he saved, 
 
 Epig. 17. 
 
 /^UT of thy wounded Husband's, Saviour's side. 
 
 Espoused soul, there Jlows with a full tide 
 A fountain for itncleanness : wash thee there^ 
 Wash there thiRe hsart, and then thou rieed'st not fear. 
 
 ODE XVI r. 
 
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 O endless misery ! 
 I labour still, but still in vain. 
 The stains of sin I see 
 Are oaded* all, or dy'd in grain. 
 
 There's not a blot 
 
 Will stir a jot. 
 For all that I can do. 
 
 There is no hope 
 
 In fullers' soap. 
 Though I add nitre too. 
 
 1 mnny ways have try'd, 
 Have often sonk'd it in cold fears ; 
 
 And, when a time I spy'd, 
 Pour'd upon it scalding tears : 
 
 • Oa'f, or Vt Olid is a decn b!uc dye. 
 
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 H^vc rinc'd and rubb'd. 
 
 And scrap'd and scrubb'd^ 
 And tum'd it up and down : 
 
 Yet can I not 
 
 Wash out one spot j 
 It's rather fouler grown. 
 
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 O miserable state ! 
 Who would be troubled with an hearty 
 
 As I have been of late. 
 Both to ray sorrow, shame, and smart ? 
 If it will not 
 Be clearer got, 
 'Twere better 1 had none. 
 
 Yet how should we ' 
 
 Divided be. 
 That are not two, but one ? 
 
 4. 
 
 But am I not stark wild. 
 That go about to wash mine heart 
 With hands that are defil'd 
 As much as any other part ? 
 
 Whilst all thy tears, 
 
 Thine hopes and fears, 
 Both ev'ry word, and deed 
 
 And thought is foul. 
 
 Poor silly soul ! 
 How canst tliou look to speed ? 
 
 Can there no help be had ? 
 Lord, thou art holy, thou art pure ; 
 
 Mine heart is not so bad, 
 So foul, but thou caiibt clean^s it^ sure. 
 
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 Wilt thou afford 
 Mc means to make it clean ? 
 
 I know thou wilt : 
 
 Thy blood was spilt. 
 Should it run still in vain ? 
 
 6. 
 
 Then to that blessed spring. 
 Which from my Saviour's sacred side 
 
 Doth flow, mine heart I'll briHg > 
 And there it will be purih'd. 
 
 Although the dye, 
 AVherein I lie. 
 Crimson or scarlet were j 
 This blood, I know. 
 Will mak't as snow 
 Or wool both clean and clear. 
 
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 Tiie MiRR?:ii of tiif Heart. 
 
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 The Giving of the Heart, 
 
 Prov. xxiii. 26, 
 My son, give me thine heart, J 
 
 Epic. 18. 
 
 HTHE only love, the only fear thou art. 
 
 Dear and dread Saviour, of my sin-sick heart. 
 Thine heart thou gavest, that it might le mine : 
 Take thou mine heart, then, that it may le thine. 
 
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 1. 
 
 Give thee mine heart ? Lord, so I would^ 
 And there's great reason that I should. 
 
 If it were worth the having : 
 Yet sure thou wilt esteem that good. 
 Which thou hast purchas'd with thy blood. 
 
 And thought it worth the craving. 
 
 Give thee mine heart ? Lord, so I will^ 
 If thou wilt first impart the skill 
 
 Of bringing it to thee : 
 But should I trust myself to give 
 Mine heart, as sure as I do live, 
 
 1 should deceived be. 
 
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 As all the value of mine heart 
 Proceeds from favour, not desert. 
 
 Acceptance is its worth : 
 So neither know I how to bring 
 A present to my heav'nly King, 
 
 Unless he set it forth. 
 
 Lord of my life, methinks I hear 
 Thee say, that thee alone to fear, 
 
 And thee alone to love. 
 Is to bestow mine heart on thee. 
 That other giving none can be. 
 
 Whereof thou wilt approve. 
 
 5. 
 
 And well thou dost deserve to be 
 Both leved. Lord, and fear'd by me. 
 
 So good, so great thou art : 
 Greatness so good, goudnes^ so great, 
 As passeth all finite conceit, 
 
 And ravisheth minelieart. 
 
 6. 
 
 Sluuild I not love thee, blessed Loi-d, 
 Wiio freely of thine own accord 
 
 Laid'st down thy life for me i 
 For me, thnt was not dead alone, 
 Eut desp'iHtely transcendent grown 
 
 111 enmity U) thee ? 
 
 Should 
 
THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 6l 
 
 7. 
 
 Should I not fear before thee. Lord, 
 Whose hand spans heaven, at whose word 
 
 Devils themselves do quake ? 
 Whose eyes outshine the sun, whose beck 
 Can the whole course of nature check. 
 
 And its foundations shake ? 
 
 8. 
 
 Should I with-hold mine heart from then 
 The fountain of felicity, 
 
 Before whose presence is 
 Fullness of joy, at whose right hand 
 All pleasures in perfection stand. 
 
 And everlasting bliss ? 
 
 9. 
 
 Lord, had I hearts a million. 
 And myriads in ev'ry one 
 
 Of choicest loves and fears ; 
 They were too little to bestow 
 On thee, to whom I all things owe, 
 
 I should be in arrears. 
 
 10. 
 
 Yet, since my heart's the most I have. 
 And that which thou dost chiefly crave. 
 
 Thou shalt not of it miss. 
 Although I cannot give it so 
 As I should do, I'll offer't it though : 
 
 Lord, take it, here it is. 
 
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61 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Sacrifice of the Heart. 
 
 Psalm U. 17. 
 The sacrifices of God are a Iroken heart, 
 
 Epig. 19. 
 
 7\J0R calves, nor lulls, are sacrifices good 
 
 Enough for thee, who gav'stjor me thy Hood, 
 And, more than that, thy life : take thine own part, 
 Great God, that gavest all : here, take mine heart, 
 
 ODE XIX. 
 
 J. 
 
 Thy former covenant of old. 
 Thy law of ordinances, did require 
 
 Fat sacrifices from the fold. 
 And many other offrings made by fire. 
 
 Whilst thy first tabernacle stood. 
 
 All things were consecrate with blood. 
 
 And can thy better covenant, 
 The law of grace and truth by Jesus Christ, 
 
 Its proper sacrifices want 
 For such an altar, and tor such a priest ? 
 
 No, no, thy gospel iloth require 
 
 Choice off'rings too, and made by fire. 
 
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 '» A sacrifice for sin indeed. 
 
 Lord, thou didst make thyself and once for all : 
 
 So that there never will be need 
 Of any more sin-off rings, great or small. 
 
 The life-blood thou didst shed for mc 
 
 Hath set my soul for ever free. 
 
 Yea, the same sacrifice thou dost 
 Still offer in behalf of thine elect : 
 
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 Offer thee oft, and sacrifice 
 
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 Yea, each believing soul may take 
 Thy sacrificed flesh and blood, by faith. 
 
 And threwith an atonement make 
 For all its trespasses : tiiy gospel saith. 
 
 Such infinite transcendent price 
 
 Is there in thy sweet sacrifice I 
 
 6. 
 
 But is this all ? Must there not be 
 Peace-offerings, and sacrifices of 
 
 Thanksgiving, tender'd unto thee ? 
 Ves, Lord, J know 1 should but mock, and scoff 
 
 Thy sacrifice for sin, should I 
 
 My sacrifice of praise deny. 
 
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64 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 7. 
 
 But I have nothing of mine own 
 Worthy to be presented in thy sight j 
 
 Yea, the whole world affords not one 
 Or ram, or lamb, wherein thou canst delight. 
 
 Less than myself it must not be : 
 
 For thou didst give thyself for me: 
 
 8. 
 
 Myself, then, I must sacrifice : 
 And so I will, mine heart, the only thing 
 
 Thou dost above all other prize 
 As thine own part, the best I have to bring. 
 
 An humble heart's a sacrifice. 
 
 Which I know thou wilt not despise. 
 
 Lord, be my altar, sanctify 
 Mine heart thy sacrifice, and let thy Spirit 
 
 Kindle thy fire of love, that I, 
 Burning w^ith zeal to magnify thy merit. 
 
 May both consume my sins, and raise 
 
 Eternal trophies to thy praise. 
 
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 The Weigming of the Heart. 
 
 Prov.xxi. 2. 
 The Lord pondereth the heart. 
 
 Epig. 20. 
 
 ^HE heart thou giv'st as a great gift, my love. 
 Brought to the trial, nothing such will prove 
 If justice equal balance tell thy sight. 
 Thai, weighed with my law, it is too light. 
 
 ODE XX. 
 
 1. 
 
 'Tis true, indeed, an heart. 
 Such as it ought to be, 
 Intire and sound in ev'ry part. 
 Is always welcome unto me. 
 He that would please me with an offering. 
 Cannot a better have, altho' he were a king. 
 
 And there is none so poor. 
 But, if he will, he may 
 Bring mean henrt, altho' no more. 
 And on mine altar may it lay. 
 The sacrifice which I like bi^st, is such 
 As rich men cannot boast, and poor men nf^ed not 
 
 [orutch. 
 
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66 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEAKT. 
 3. 
 
 Yet ev'ry heart is not 
 A gift sufficient. 
 It must be purg'd from ev'ry spot, 
 And all to pieces must be rent. 
 Tho' fbou bast sougbt to circumcise, andbruise't. 
 It raubtbc weighed too, or else I shall refiise't, 
 
 4. 
 
 • My balances are just. 
 
 My law's an equal weight ; 
 The beam is strong, and thou may'st trust 
 My steady hand to hold it streight. 
 Were thine heart equal to the world in sight. 
 Yet it were nothing worth, if it should prove too light. 
 
 And so thou seest it doth ; 
 My pond'rous law doth press 
 This scale;, but that, as fill'd with froth, 
 Tilts up, and makts no shew of stress. 
 Tbine heart is empty sure, or else it would 
 ]n weight, as well as bulk, better proportion hold. 
 
 Search it, and thou shalt iind 
 It wants integrity J 
 And yet is not so thorough lln'd 
 With single-ey'd sincerity. 
 As it should be : some more humility 
 *1 ]i<*re wants to make it weight, and some more con- 
 
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 Whilst windy vanity 
 Doth pufF it up with pride. 
 And double-fac'd hypocrisy 
 Doth many empty hollows hide. 
 It is but good in part, and that but little, 
 Wav'ring unstaidness makes its resolutions brittle. 
 
 8. 
 
 The heart, that in my sight 
 As current coin would pass. 
 Must not be the least grain too light. 
 But as at first it stamped was. 
 Keep then thine heart till it be better gro4'n. 
 And, when it is full, I'll take it for mine own. 
 
 9. 
 
 But if thou art asham'd 
 To find thine heart so light. 
 And art afraid thou shalt beblamM, 
 Pll teach thee how to set it right. 
 Add to my law my gospel, and there see 
 My merits thine, and then the scales will equal be. 
 
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68 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Trying of the Heart. 
 
 Prov. xvii. 3. 
 
 Thejlning-^otfor silver, and the furnace for gold: but 
 the Lord trieth the hearts. 
 
 Efig. 21. 
 
 npHINE hearty my dear, more precious is than gold, 
 
 Or the most precious things that can he told, 
 Providt first that my pure fire have tryd 
 Out all the dross, and pass it purijiy'd, 
 
 . ' ODE XXL 
 
 1. 
 
 What ! take it at adventure, and not try 
 What metal it is made of r No, not L 
 
 Should I now lightly let it pass. 
 Take sullen lead for silver, sounding brass, 
 
 Instead of solid gold, alas I 
 What v^quld become of it in the great day 
 Of making jewels, 'twould be cast away. 
 
 The heart thou giv'st me must be such a one. 
 As is the same throughout. I will have none 
 
 But that which will abide the fire. 
 *Tis not a glitt'ring outside 1 desire, 
 
 Wliose seeming shews do soon expite 
 Put real worth within, which neither dross, 
 Nor base allays, make subject unto loss. 
 
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 If, in the composition of thine heart, 
 A stubborn steelly wilfulness have part. 
 
 That will not bow and bend to mCj 
 Save only in a mere formality 
 
 Of tinsel-trimm'd hypocrisy, 
 I care not for it, though it shew as fair. 
 As the first blush of the sun-gilded air. 
 
 The heart that in my furnace will not melt, 
 Wheij it the glowing heat thereof hath felt. 
 
 Turn liquid, and dissolve in tears 
 Of true repentance for its faults,, that hears 
 
 My threat'ning voice, and never fearSj 
 Is not an heart worth having. If it be 
 An heart of stone, 'tis not an heart for rne. 
 
 The heart, that, cast into my furnace, spits 
 And sparkles in my face, fail into fits 
 
 Of discontented grudging, whines 
 When it is broken of its will, repines 
 
 At the least suffering, declines 
 My fatherly correction, is an heart 
 On which I care not to bestow mine art. 
 
 6. 
 
 Theheart that in my flames asunder flies. 
 Scatters itself at random, and so lies 
 
 In heaps of ashes here and there. 
 Whose dry dis^persed parts will not draw near 
 
 To one another, and adhere 
 In a firm union, hath no metal iri't 
 Fit to be stamp d and coined in my mint. 
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70 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 7. 
 
 The heart that vapours out itself in smoak. 
 And with these cloudy shadows thinks to cloak 
 
 Its empty nakedness, how much 
 Soever thou esteemest it, is such 
 
 As never will endure my touch. 
 Before I takc't for mine, then I will try 
 What kind of metal in thine heart doth lie. 
 
 8. 
 
 I'll bring it to my furnace, and there sec 
 What it will prove, what it is like to be. 
 
 If it be gold, it will be sure 
 Tiie hottest fire that can be to endure. 
 
 And I shall draw it out more pure. 
 Affliction may refine, but cannot waste 
 'Ihnt heart wherein my love is fixed fast. 
 
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 The Sounding of the Heart. 
 
 Jer. xvii. g, 10. 
 
 The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately 
 wicked ; who can know it ? I the Lord. 
 
 Epig. 22. 
 
 J THAT alone am in^nite, can try 
 
 ' Iloiv deep ivithin itself thine heart doth lie. 
 Thy seamen s plummet can hut reach the ground : 
 J find thai which thine heart itself ne'er found, 
 
 ODE xxir. 
 
 A goodly heart to see to^ fair and fat ! 
 
 It may be so : and what of that ? 
 Is it not hollow ? Hath it not within 
 
 A bottomless whirlpool of sin ? 
 Are there not secret creeks and cranies there. 
 
 Turning and winding corners, where 
 The heart itself ev'n from itself may hide. 
 
 And lurk in secret unespy'd ? 
 I'll none of it, if such a one it prove : 
 Truth in the inward parts is that I Jove. 
 
 2. 
 
 But who can tell what is within thine heart ? 
 
 'Tis not a work of nature, art 
 Cannot perform that task : 'tis I alone. 
 
 Not man, to whom man's heart is known. 
 
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;2 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEAKT. 
 
 Sound it thoQ may'st, and must : but then the line 
 And plummet must be mine, not thine 3 
 
 And I must guide it too, thine hand and eye 
 May quickly be deceiv'd : but I, 
 
 That made thine heart at first, am better skill'd 
 
 To know when it is empty, when 'tis fill'd. 
 
 Lest then thou should'st deceive thyself, for Me 
 
 Thou canst not 5 I will let thee see 
 Some of those depths of Satan, depths of hell. 
 
 Wherewith thine hollow heart doth swell. 
 Under pretence of knowledge in thy mind^ 
 
 Error and ignorance I find ; 
 Quicksands of rotten superstition, 
 
 Spread over with misprision.* 
 Some things thou knowest not, mis-knowest others. 
 And oft thy conscience its own knowledge smothers. 
 
 Thy crooked will, that seemingly inclines 
 
 To follow reason's dictates, twines 
 Another way. in secret, leaves its guide. 
 
 And lags behind, or swerves aside ; 
 Crab-like, creeps backwards 3 when it should have made 
 
 Progress in good, is retrograde. 
 Whilst it pretends a privilege above 
 
 Reason's prerogative, to move 
 As of itself unmov'd, rude passions learn 
 To leave the oar, and take in hand the .stern. 
 
 Mispriiuyn ; i. e concealment of danger. 
 
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 The tides of thine affections ebb and flow. 
 
 Rise up aloft, fall down below. 
 Like to the sudden land-floods, that advance 
 
 Their swelling waters but by chance. 
 Thy love, desire, thy hope, delight, and fear. 
 
 Ramble they care not when, nor where^ 
 Yet cunningly bear tliee in hand, they be 
 
 Only directed unto me. 
 Or most to me, and would no notice take 
 Of other things, bat only for my sake. 
 
 6. 
 
 Such strange prodigious impostures lurk 
 
 In thy praestigious *heart, 'tis work 
 Enough for thee all thy life-time to learn 
 
 How thou may'st truly it discern : 
 That, when upon mine altar thou dost lay 
 
 Thine ofFring, thou may'st safely say. 
 And swear it is an hearc : for, if it should 
 
 Prove only an heart-case, it would 
 Nor pleasing be to me, nor do thee good. 
 An heart's no heart, not rightly understood. 
 
 * Pi-(£Sligicus ; i. e. juggling. 
 
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74 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Leveling of the Heart. 
 
 Psalm, xcvii 11. 
 Gladness for the 2/prigfit in heart. 
 
 Epig. 23. 
 
 CET thine heart upright, if thou u-mihl\st rejoice. 
 
 And please thysc/J in thine hcarfs pleasing choice 
 But then he sure thy plumb and level he 
 Rightly apply d to that whioh pleaseth me. 
 
 ODE xxin. 
 1. 
 
 Nay, yet I have not done : one trial more 
 Thine heart must undergo, before 
 I will accept of it : 
 Unless I see 
 It upright be, 
 I cannot think it fit 
 To be admitted in mysight, 
 And to partake of mine eternal light. 
 
 My will's the rule of righteousness, as ivz^. 
 From error as uncertainty : 
 What I would have is just. 
 Thou must desire 
 Wliat I require. 
 And take it upon trust : 
 If thou prefer thy will to mine, 
 The level's lost, arid thou go'st (JUt ot line. 
 
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 Canst thou not see how thine heart turns aside. 
 And leans toward thyself ? How wide 
 A distance there is here ? 
 Until I see 
 Both sides agree 
 Alike with mine, 'tis clear 
 The middle is not where' t should be ; 
 Likes something better, though it look at me. 
 
 4. 
 
 I, that know best how to dispose of tliee. 
 Would have thy portion poverty. 
 Lest wealth should make thee proud. 
 And me forget : 
 But thou hast set 
 Thy voice to cry aloud 
 For riches ; and unless 1 grant 
 All that thou wishest, thou complain'st of want. 
 
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 I, to preserve thine health, would have thee fast 
 From nature's dainties, lest at last 
 Thy senses swef t delight 
 Should end in smart: 
 But thy vain heart 
 Will have its appetite 
 Pleased to day, thouc^h grief and sorrow 
 Threaten to cancel all thy joys to morrow. 
 
;6 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
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 J, to prevent thy hurt by climbing high, 
 Would have thee be content to lie 
 Quiet and safe below. 
 
 Where peace doth dwell j 
 Rut thou dost swell 
 With vast desires, as though 
 A little blast of vulgar breath 
 M>rc better than deliverance from death. 
 
 7. 
 
 I, to procure thy happiness, would have 
 Thee mercy at mine hands to crave : 
 But thou dost meiit plead, 
 And wilt have none 
 But of thine own. 
 Till justice strike thee dead. 
 And all thy crooked paths go cross to mine. 
 
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 A nezv heart will I give you, and a new spirit ivill I put 
 within you, 
 
 Epig. 24. 
 
 ART thou delighted -j.ith strange novelties, 
 ^ JFhich often prove hut oldjresh-garnish'd lyes ? 
 Leave then thine old, take the new heart I give thee ; 
 Condemn thyself, that so I may reprieve thee. 
 
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 Xoj Ro, I see 
 There is no remedy : 
 An heart, that wants both weight and worth, 
 That's fiird with nought but empty hollowness^ 
 And screw'd aside with stubborn v,-iltiilness. 
 Is only ht to be cast forth. 
 
 Nor to be given me, 
 V Nor kept by thee. 
 
 Then let It go ; 
 And if thou wilt bestow 
 An acceptable heart on me, 
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 Eoth to be kept and given : which will burn 
 With zeal, yet not consumed be : 
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 The heart, that I 
 Will give thee, though it lie 
 Bury'd in .seas of sorrows, yet 
 Will not be drown'd with doubt, or discontent. 
 Though sad complaints sometimes may give a vent 
 To grief, and tears the cheeks may wet 
 Ytt it exceeds their art 
 To hurt his heart. 
 
 The heart I give. 
 Though it desire to live, 
 And bathe itself in all content. 
 Yet will not toil, or taint itself with any : 
 Although it take a view and taste of many. 
 It feeds on few, as though it meant 
 To breakfast only here. 
 And dine elsewhere. 
 
 5. 
 
 This heart is fresh 
 And new : an heait of flesh. 
 Not, as thine old one was, of stone. 
 A lively sp'ritly heart, and moving still. 
 Active to what is good, but slow to ill : 
 
 An heart, that with a sigh and groan 
 Can blast all worldly joys. 
 As trifiintr tovs. 
 
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 This heart is sound. 
 And solid will be found j 
 'Tis not an empty airy flash, 
 That baits at butterliles, and with full cry 
 Opens at ev'ry flirting vanity. 
 
 It slights and scorns such paltry trash : 
 But for eternity 
 
 Dares live or die. 
 
 I know thy mind : 
 Thou seek'st content to And 
 In sueh things as are new and strange. 
 Wander no further then : lay by thine old. 
 Take the new heart I give thee, and be bold 
 To boast thyself of the exchange. 
 And say, that a new heart 
 Exceeds all art. 
 
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 Psalm xxxiv. 5. 
 
 Thty looked on him, and were lightened. 
 
 Epic. 25. 
 
 'THOU art Light cf lights, the only sight 
 
 OJ the blind world, lend me thy saving light : 
 ■disperse those mists which in my soul have made 
 ^arkness as deep as hell's eternal shade. 
 
 ODE XXV. 
 
 1. 
 
 Alas ! that I 
 Could not before espy 
 The soul-contounding misery 
 Of this mere than Egyptian dreadful night ! 
 
 To be deprived of the light, 
 And to have eyes, but eyes devoid of sight. 
 As mine have been, is such a woe. 
 As he alone can know 
 That feels it so. 
 
 Darkness has been 
 My God and me between. 
 Like an opaccus doubled screen, 
 ; liio' which nor lig'.it nor Jieat could passage find.- 
 
 Gross ignorance hath made my mind 
 And unclej standing not blear-ey'd, but blind; 
 yiy will to all that's good is cold, 
 Nor can, though I would. 
 Do what I should. 
 
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 No, now I see 
 There is no remedy 
 Left in myself: it cannot be 
 That blind men in the dark should find the way 
 
 To blessedness : although they may 
 Imagine the high midnight is noon-day_, 
 
 As I have done till now, they'll know 
 At last, unto their woe, 
 'Twasnothinsf so. 
 
 Now I perceive 
 Presumption doth bereave 
 Men of all hope of help, and leave 
 Them, as it finds them, drown'd in misery : 
 
 Despairing of themselves, to cry 
 For mercy, is the only remedy 
 
 That sin-sick souls can have ; to pray 
 Against this darkness, may 
 Tur^ it to day. 
 
 Then unto thee. 
 Great liOrd of light, let me 
 Direct mjy prayer, that I may see. 
 Thou, that didst make mine eyes, canst soon restore 
 
 That pow'r of sight they had before. 
 An.':, if thou seestitgood, canst give them more. 
 The night will quickly shine like day. 
 If thnu do but display 
 Ore glorious ray. 
 
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 I must confess. 
 And I can do no less. 
 Thou srt the Sun of righteousness : 
 There's healing in thy wings j thy light is lifej 
 My darkness death. To end all strife^ 
 Be thou mine husband, let me be thy wife. 
 So light and life divine 
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 The Table of the Heart. 
 
 Jer. xxxi. 33. 
 
 I will put my law in their inward parts, and write it in 
 their hearts. 
 
 Epig. 26. 
 
 JN the soft talk of thine heait TU 'jciite 
 A new law, which I will newly indite. 
 Hard stoney talks did contain the old : 
 Bui tender leaves of flesh shall this infold. 
 
 ODE XXVI. 
 
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 What will thy sight 
 Avail thee, or my light, 
 If there be nothing in thine heart to see 
 Acceptable to me r 
 A self-v/rit heart will not 
 Please me, or do thee any good ; I wot. 
 The paper must be thine. 
 The writing mine. 
 
 What I indite 
 'Tis I alone can write. 
 And write in books that I myself have made. 
 'Tis not an easy trade, 
 To read or write in hearts : 
 They that are skilful in all other arts. 
 
 When they take this in hand. 
 Arc at a stand. 
 
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S4 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 My law of old 
 Tables of stone did hold. 
 Wherein I wrote what I before had spoken. 
 Yet were they quickly broken : 
 A sign the covenant 
 Contain'd in them would due obser\'ancc want. 
 Nor did they long remain 
 Copy 'd again. 
 
 But now I'll try 
 What force in fiesh doth lie : 
 Whether thine heart renew'd afford a place 
 Fit for my law of grace. 
 This cuvenant is better 
 Than that, though glorious, of the killing letter. 
 This gives life, not by merit, 
 Bai by my Spirit. 
 
 When in men's hearts. 
 And their most inward parts, 
 I by my Spirit write my law of love. 
 They then begin to move. 
 Not by themselves, but me. 
 And their obedience is their liberty. 
 
 There are no slaves, but those 
 That serve their foes. 
 
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 When I have writ 
 My covenant in it^ 
 View thine heart by my light, and thou shalt see 
 A present fit for mc. 
 The worth, for which I look, 
 Xies ia the lines, not in the leaves of th' book. 
 Coarse paper may be lin'd 
 With words refin'd : 
 
 And such are mine. 
 No furnace can refine 
 The choicest silver so, to make it pure^ 
 As my law put in ure 
 Purgf^th the hearts of men : 
 Which being rul'd, and written with my peOj 
 My Spirit, ev'ry letter 
 
 Will make them better. 
 
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 EzEK. xxxvi. 9. 
 
 1 will turn unto you, and ye shall be tilled and sown, 
 
 Epig. 27. 
 
 Ik/TINE heart's a field, thy cross a plough : le pleased, 
 
 Dear Spouse, to till it, till the mould be raised 
 Fit for the seeding of thy word : then sow, 
 ^nd if thou shine upon it, it ivill grow, 
 
 ODE XXVII. 
 
 1. 
 
 So now methiaks I find 
 Some better vigour in my mind ; 
 My will begins to move. 
 And mineaitectiona stir towards things above : 
 ]Mine heart grows big with hope ; it is a field 
 That some good fn.it may yield. 
 If it were till'd as ii shquld be^ 
 Not by myself but thee. 
 
 Great husbandman, whose pow'r 
 All difficulties can devour, 
 And do what likes thee best. 
 Let not thy field, my heart, lie by, and rest j 
 Leit it be over-run with noisome weeds, 
 
 ^ That spring of their own seeds ; 
 Unless thy grace the growth should stop. 
 Sin would be ail my crop. 
 
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 Break up my fallow ground. 
 That there may not a clod be found 
 To hide one root of sin. 
 A-Ppiy thy plough betime : now, now begin 
 To furrow up my stiff and starvy heart ; 
 No matter for the smart. 
 Although it roar, when it is rent. 
 Let not thine hand relent. ' 
 
 Corruption's rooted deep. 
 Showers of repentant tears must steep 
 The mould, to make it soft : 
 It must be stirr'd, and turn'd, not once, but oft. 
 Let it have all its seasons. O impart 
 The best of ail thine art : 
 For of itself it is so tough. 
 All will be but enough. 
 
 Or, if it be thy will 
 To teach me, let me ksrn the skill 
 Myself to plow mine heart : 
 The profit wiii be mine, and 'tis my part 
 To take the pains, and labour, though th' increase 
 ^Vithout thy blessing cease : 
 If lit fcr nothing else, yet tbou 
 May'st make me draw thy plough : 
 
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 6. 
 
 Which of thy ploughs thou wilt, 
 For thou hast more than one. My guilt, 
 Thy wrath, thy rods, are all 
 Ploughs fit to tear mine heart to pieces small : 
 And whcn^ in these, it apprehends thee near, 
 'Tis furrowed with fear : 
 Each weed, turn'd under, hides its head,, 
 Andshiws as it were dead. 
 
 7. 
 
 But, Lord, thy blessed passion 
 Is a plough of another fashion. 
 Better than all the rest. 
 Oh fasten me to that, and let the rest 
 Of all my powers strive to draw it in, 
 
 And leave no room for sin. 
 The virtue of thy death can make 
 Sin its fast hold forsake. 
 
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 The Seiding of the Heart. 
 
 Luke viii. 15. 
 
 TJmt on the good ground are they, which with an honest 
 and good heart, having heard the word, keep it, and 
 I ring forth fruit with patience. 
 
 Epig. 2S. 
 
 J EST the field of mine heart should unto thee. 
 
 Great Husiandman that madest it, barren le, 
 Manure the ground, then come thyself and seed it j 
 And let thy servants water it and weed it. 
 
 ODE XXVIIL 
 
 Nay, blessed Lord, 
 Unless thou wilt alford 
 Manure, as well as tillage, to thy tield. 
 
 It will not yield 
 That fruit which thou expectcdest it should bear : 
 The ground, I fear. 
 Will still remain 
 Barren of what is good : and all the grain 
 
 It will bring forth. 
 As of its own accord, will not be worth 
 The pains of gathering 
 So poor a thing. 
 
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 Some faint desire. 
 That quickly will expire. 
 Wither, and die, is all thou canst expect. 
 
 If thou neglect 
 To sow it now 'tis ready, thou shalt find 
 
 That it will bind. 
 
 And harder grow 
 Than at the first it was. Thou must bestow 
 
 Some i urther cost, 
 Kise all thy former labour will be lost. 
 
 Mine heart no corn will breed. 
 
 Without thy seed. 
 
 Thy word is seed. 
 And manure too : will feed. 
 As well as fill mine heart. If once it were 
 
 Well rooted there. 
 It would come on apace : O then neglect 
 No time : expect 
 No better season. 
 \ow, now thy field, mine heart, is ready : reason 
 
 SurrciKlcrs now, 
 Now my rebellious will begins to bow. 
 And mine affections arc 
 Tamer by far. 
 
 Lord, I have lain 
 Barren too long, and fain 
 I woulsa redeem the time, that I may be 
 Fruitful to thee ; 
 
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THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 91 
 
 Fruitful in knowledge, faitb, obedience^ 
 Ere I go hence : 
 That when I come 
 At harvest to be reaped, and brought homc^ 
 
 Thine angels may 
 My soul in thy celestial garner lay^ 
 
 Where perfect joy and bliss 
 Eternal is. 
 
 If to intreat 
 A crop of purest wheat, 
 A blessing too transcendent should appear 
 
 For me to hear. 
 Lord, make me what thcu wilt, so thou wilt take 
 
 What thou dost make, 
 
 And not disdain 
 To Louse me, though among thy coarsest grain ; 
 
 So I may be 
 Laid with the gleanings gathered by thee, 
 
 VVlien the full sheaves are spent, 
 
 I am content, 
 
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§2 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Watering of the Heart. 
 
 Isaiah xxvii. 3. 
 1 ihe Lord do keep it : I luill "waler it every moment. 
 
 EriG. 29. 
 
 f^LOSE downwards towWds the earth, open above 
 
 Towards heav'n, mine heart is. let thy love 
 Distil in fructifying dews of grace. 
 And then mine heart will he a pleasant place, 
 
 ODE XXIX. 
 
 See how this dry and thirsty land. 
 Mine heart, doth gaping, gasping stand. 
 
 And, dose below, opens tow'rds heav'n and thee. 
 Thou Fountain of Felicity, 
 
 Great Lord of living waters, water nie : 
 
 Let not ray breath, tliat pants with pain. 
 Waste and consume itself in vain. 
 
 The mists, that from the earth do rise. 
 An heav'n-born heart will not suffice : 
 Cool it without f hey may, but cannot quench 
 The scalding heat within, nor drench 
 Its du!*ty dry desires, or fill one trench. 
 
 Nothing, bat what comes from on high, 
 Ctn heav'n-brcd longings satisfy. 
 
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 3. 
 
 See how the seed, which thou didst sow, 
 
 Lies parch'd, and wither'd ; will not grow 
 Without some moisture, and mine heart hath none 
 
 That it can truly call its own. 
 By nature of itself, more than a stone : 
 
 Unless thou water' t, it will lie 
 
 Drowned in dust, and still be dry. 
 
 4. 
 
 Thy tender plants can never thrive. 
 
 Whilst want of water doth deprive 
 Their roots of nourishment: which makes them call 
 
 And cry to thee, great AH in All, 
 That seasonable show'rs of grace may fall, 
 
 And water them : thy word will do't. 
 
 If thou vouchsafe thy blessing to 't. 
 
 5. 
 
 O then be pleased to unseal 
 
 Thy fountain, blessed Saviour ; deal 
 
 Some drops at least, wherewith my drooping spir'ts 
 IMay be revived. Lord, thy merits 
 
 Yield more refreshing, than the world inherits. 
 Rivers : yea seas, but ditches are. 
 If with thy springs we them compare. 
 
 6. 
 
 If not full show'rs of rain^ yet. Lord, 
 
 A little pearly dew afford. 
 Begot by thy celestial influence 
 
 On some chaste vapeur, raised hence 
 To be partaker of thine excellence : 
 
 A little, if it come from thee. 
 
 Will be of great avail to me. 
 
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 Tliou boundless Ocean of grace. 
 
 Let thy free Spirit have a place 
 Within mine heart : full rivers, then, I know. 
 
 Of living waters, forth Tvill flow j 
 And all thy plants, thy fruits, thy flow'rs will grow, 
 
 ^^'hilst thy springs their roots do nourish. 
 
 They must needs be faty and flourish. 
 
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 Cant. vi. 2. 
 
 My Beloved is gone down into his garden, to ike leds of 
 spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. 
 
 Epig. 30. 
 
 'J^IIESE lilies I do consecrate to thee, 
 
 Beloved Spouse, which spring, as thou may's t see, 
 Out of the seed thou sowedst; and the ground 
 Is better' d ly thy flow' rs, when they abound. 
 
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 1. 
 
 Is there a joy like this ? 
 
 What can augment ray bliss ? 
 
 If my Beloved will acce.pt 
 
 A posy of these tlowers, krpt 
 
 And consecrated unto his content, 
 
 I hope hereafter he will not repent 
 
 The cost and pains he liath bestow'd 
 SofieeJy upon me, thatow'd 
 Him all I haci before. 
 And iiifiiiitely more. 
 
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Q6 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Nay try them blessed Lord ; 
 
 Take them not on my word. 
 But let the colour, taste, and smell. 
 The truth of their perfections tell. 
 Thou that art infinite in wisdom, sec 
 If ihey be not the same that came from thcc. 
 If any diifcrcncc be found. 
 It is occasion'd by the ground. 
 
 Which yet I cannot see 
 
 So jrood as it should be. 
 
 What say'st t'^ou to that Rose, 
 That queen of flowers, whose 
 Maiden blushes, fresh and fair. 
 Outbrave the dainty morning air ? 
 Dost thou not in those lovely leaves espy 
 The perfect picture of that modesty. 
 
 That self-condemning shamefacedness. 
 That ia more ready to confess 
 A fault, and to amend. 
 Than it is to offend ? 
 
 4. 
 
 Is not this lily pure ? 
 What fuller can procure 
 A white so perfect, spotless, clear, 
 As in this flower doth appear ? 
 Dost thou not in this milky colour see 
 TJie lively lustre of sincerity, 
 
 Wliich no hypocrisy hath painted, 
 Kor self-respc^ctiwg ends have tainted ^ 
 Can there be to thy sight 
 A more intire delight ? 
 
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THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. gr 
 
 Or wilt tbou have, beside, 
 
 Violets purpie-dy'd ? 
 The sun-observing marigold. 
 Or orpin never waxing old. 
 The primrose, cowslip, gilliflow'r, or pink. 
 Or any flow'r, or herb, that I can think 
 Thou hast a mind unto ? I shall 
 Quickly be farnish'd with them all. 
 
 If once I do but know 
 
 That thou wilt have it so. 
 
 Faith is a fruitful grace, 
 
 Well -planted, stores the place. 
 Fills all the borders, beds, and bow'rs. 
 With wholesoms herbs and pleasant flow'rs 
 Great Gardener, thou say'st, and I heheve. 
 What thou dost mean to gather, thou wilt give. 
 Take then, mine heart in hand, to fill't. 
 And it shall yield thee what thou wilt. 
 
 Yea thou, by gath'ring more, 
 
 Shalt still increase my store. 
 
 Lord, 
 
98 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Keeping of the Heart. 
 
 PRov.iv. 23. 
 
 Keep ilnj heart -with all diligence, 
 
 Epig. 31. 
 
 T IKE to a ^aiden that is closed round. 
 
 That heart is safely lieptyivhich still is found 
 Compass'' d with care, and guarded with the fear 
 Of God, as with ajlaming sivord and spear, 
 
 ODE XXXI. 
 
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 The Soul. 
 Lord, wilt thoD siifFer this ? Shall vermin spoil 
 
 The fru*it of all thy toil, 
 ^I'hy trees, thine herbs, thy plants, thy llow'rs thus ; 
 
 And, for an overplus 
 Of Spite and rardice, overthrow thy mounds. 
 
 Lay common all ihy grounds ? 
 Canst thou endure thy pleasant r;arden should 
 Ue thus tura'd up as ordinary mould ? 
 
 Christ, 2. 
 
 What is the matter ? why dost thou complain ? 
 
 Must I as well maintain. 
 And keep, as make thy fences ? wilt thou take 
 
 No pains for thine own sake ? 
 Or doth thy self-confounding fancy fear thee. 
 
 When there's no danger near thee ? 
 Speak out thy doubts, and thy desires, and tell me. 
 What enemy or c^n or dares to quell ihee ? 
 
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 Many, and mighty, and malicious, Lord^, 
 
 That seek, with one accord, 
 To work my speedy rain, and make haste 
 
 To lay thy garden waste. 
 The devil is a ramping roaring lion, 
 
 Haters at his heart thy Zion, 
 And never gives it respit day nor hour. 
 But still goes seeking whom he may devour. 
 
 The world's a wilderness, wherein T find 
 
 Wild beasts of every kind, 
 FoKCs, and vv'olTes,and dogs, and boars, and bears ; 
 
 And, which augments my fears. 
 Eagles and vultures, and such birds of prey. 
 
 Will not be kept away : 
 Besides the light-abhorring owls and bat5. 
 And secret-corner-creeping mice andrais. 
 
 But these, and many more, woul-l not dismay 
 
 Me much, unless there lay 
 One worse than all within, myself I mcan^ 
 
 My false, unjust, unclean. 
 Faithless, disloyal self, that both entice 
 
 And entertain each vice. 
 This home-bred traiterous partaking's worse 
 Than all the violence of forei^i] force. 
 
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 Lord, thou may*st see my fears are grounded, rise 
 
 Not from a bare surmise. 
 Or doubt of danger only, my desires 
 
 Are but what need requires. 
 Of thy Divine protection and defence 
 
 To keep these vermin hence : 
 Which, if they should not be rcstrain'd by thee. 
 Would grow too strong to be kept out by me. 
 
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 Thy fear is just, and I approve thy care. 
 
 But yet thy comfort"; are 
 Provided for^ ev*n in that care and fear : 
 
 Whereby it doth appear 
 Thou hast what thou desirest, my protection 
 
 To keep thee from defection. 
 The heart that cares and fears, is kept by me. 
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 The Watching of the Heart. 
 
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 I sleep, hut my htart waketh, 
 
 Epig. 32. 
 
 JJ/HILST the soft lands of sleep tie up my senses, . 
 '^ My watchful heart, free from all such pretences^ 
 Searches for thee, inquires ofallalout thee. 
 Nor day J nor night, able to be without thee. 
 
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 It must be so : that God that gave 
 Me senses, and a mind, would have 
 
 Me use them both, but in their several kinds, 
 
 Sleep must refresh my senses, but my mind's 
 A sparkle of heav'nly fire, that feeds 
 On action and employment, needs 
 
 No time of rest : for, when it thinks to please 
 
 Itself with idleness, 'tis least at ease. 
 
 Though quiet rest refresh the head, 
 The heart, that stirs not, sure is dead. 
 
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 Whilst, then, my body ease doth take, 
 My rest-refusing heart shall wake : 
 
 And that mine heart the better watch may keep, 
 
 I'll lay my senses for a time to sleep. 
 
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 Wanton c!psire«i shall not rntice. 
 Nor lust inveiglf them to vice : 
 No fading colours shnll allure my sight. 
 Nor sounds enchant mine ears with their delight : 
 I'll bind my smell, my touch, my tane, 
 To keep a strict religious fast. 
 
 My wordly business shall lie still. 
 
 That heav'nly thoughts my mind may fill : 
 
 My Martha's cumb'ring cares shall cease their noise. 
 
 That Mary may attend her better choice. 
 That meditation may advance 
 My heart on purpose, not by chance. 
 
 My body shall keep holy day, that so 
 
 My mind with better liberty may go 
 
 About her business, and ingross 
 
 That gain which worldly men count loss. 
 
 And though my senses sleep the while. 
 
 My mind my senses shall beguile 
 With dreams of thee, dear Lord, whose rare perfections 
 or excellence are such, that bare ir^spections 
 
 Capnot suffice my greedy soul. 
 
 Nor her fierce appetite controul ; 
 Bit that the more she looks, the more she longs. 
 And strives to thrust into the thickest throngs 
 
 Of those divine discoveries 
 
 Which dazzle even angels' eyes. 
 
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 Oh could I lay aside this flesh. 
 
 And follow after thee with fresh 
 And free desires ! my disentangled soul, 
 Ravish'd with adnmiration, should roll 
 
 Itself and all its thoughts on thee. 
 
 And, by believing, strive to see 
 What is invisible to flesh and blood. 
 And only by fruition understood. 
 
 The beauty of each sev'ral grace. 
 
 That shines in thy sun shameing face. 
 
 6. 
 
 But what I can do that I will. 
 Waking and sleeping, seek thee still : 
 
 ril leave no place unpry'd into behind me. 
 
 Where I can but imagine I may tind thee : 
 I'll ask of all I meet, if they 
 Can tell me where thou art, which way 
 
 Thou go'st that 1 may follow after thee, [me. 
 
 Which way thou com'st, that thou may'st meet wiih 
 If not thy face, Lord, let mine heart 
 Behold with Moses thy back part, 
 
104 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Wounding of the Heart. 
 
 Lam. ill. 12. 
 He hath bent his how, and set me as a mark for the arrow 
 
 Epig. 33. 
 
 A Thousand of thy strongest shafts, my Light, 
 Draw up against this heart with all thy might, 
 jind strike it though : they, tkat in need do stand 
 Of cure, are heatedly thy wounding hand, 
 
 ODE xxxiir. 
 
 1. 
 
 Nay, spare me not, dear Lord, it cannot be 
 They should be hurt, that wounded are by thee. 
 Thy shafts will heal the hearts they bit. 
 And to each sore its salve will fit. 
 All hearts by nature are both sick and sore. 
 And mine as much as any else, or more : 
 There is no place that s free from sin. 
 Neither without it, nor within 3 
 And universal maladies do crave 
 Variety of medicines to have. 
 
 First, let the arrow of thy piercing eye, 
 Whose light outvieth the star-spangled sky. 
 
 Strike through the darkness of my mind. 
 
 And leave no cloudy mist behind. 
 
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 Let thy resplendent rays of knowledge dart 
 Bright beams of understanding to mine heart. 
 
 To my sin-shadow'd heart, wherein 
 
 Black ignorance did first begin 
 To blur thy beauteous image, and deface 
 The glory of thy self-sufficing grace. 
 
 3. 
 
 Next let the shaft of thy sharp-pointed pow'r. 
 Discharged by that strength that can devour 
 
 All difficulties, and incline 
 
 Stout opposition to resign 
 Its stet-lly stubbornness, subdue my will. 
 Make it hereafter ready to fulfil 
 
 Thy royal law of righteousness. 
 
 As gladly as, I must confess, 
 It hath fultiled heretofore th' unjust. 
 Profane, and cruel laws of its own lust. 
 
 4. 
 
 Then let that love of thine, which made thee leave 
 The bosom of thy Father, and bereave 
 
 Thyself of thy transcendent glory 
 
 (Matter for an eternal story !), 
 Strike through mine affections all together. 
 And let that sun-shine clear the cloudy weather. 
 
 Wherein they wander without guide. 
 
 Or order, as the wind and tide 
 Of floating vanities transport and toss them. 
 Till self-begotten troubles curb and cross them. 
 
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106 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Lord empty all thy quivers, let there be 
 No corner of my spacious heart left free. 
 
 Till all be but one wound, wherein 
 
 No subtle sight-abhorring sin 
 May lurk in secret unespy'd by me. 
 Or reign in pow'r unsubdu'd by thee. 
 
 Perfect thy purchas'd victory. 
 
 That thou may'st ride triumphantly. 
 And, leading captive all captivity, 
 May'st put an end to enmity in me. 
 
 6. 
 
 Then, blessed archer, in requital, I 
 To shoot thine arrows back again will try ; 
 By pray'rsand praises, sighs and sobs. 
 By vows and tears, by groans and throbs, 
 rUsee if I can pierce and wound thine heart. 
 And vanquish thee again by thine own art. 
 Or, that we may at once provide 
 For all mis-haps that n)ay betide. 
 Shoot thru thyself, thy polish'd shift, to me. 
 And I will shoot my broken heart to thee. 
 
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 The Inhabiting of the Heart. 
 
 Gal. iv. 6. 
 
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 Epig. 34. 
 
 JiJINE heart's an house, my Light, and thou canst tell 
 
 There's room enough, let thy Spirit dwell 
 For ever there : that so thou mayst love me^ 
 Andi being lov'd, I may again love thee. 
 
 ODE XXXIV. 
 
 1. 
 
 Welcome, great guest, this house, mine heart. 
 Shall all be thine : 
 I will resign 
 Mine interest in ev'ry part : 
 Only be pleased to use it as thine own 
 For ever, and inhabit it alone : 
 There's room enough ; and, if the furniture 
 Were answerably titted, I am sure 
 
 Thou would'st be well content to stay. 
 And, by thy light. 
 Possess my sight 
 With sense of an eternal day. 
 
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 It is thy building. Lord 3 'twas made 
 At thy command, 
 And still doth stand 
 Upheld and shelter'd by the shade 
 Of thy protecting providence ; though such 
 As is decayed and impaired much. 
 
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JOS THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Since the removal of thy residence. 
 When, with thy grace, glory departed hence : 
 It hath been ail this while an inn 
 To entertain 
 I'he vile, and vain. 
 And wicked companies of sin. 
 
 Although't be but an house of clay, 
 Fram'd out of dust. 
 And such as must 
 Dissolved be, yet it was gay 
 And glorious indeed, when tv'ry place 
 Was furnished and fitted with thy grace : 
 When, in the presence-chamber of my mind, 
 The bright sun- beams of perfect knowledge shin'd 
 When my will was thy bed-chamber. 
 And ev'ry pow'r 
 A stately tow'r 
 Svveeten'd with thy Spirit's amber. 
 
 But whilst thou dost thyself absent, 
 Jt is not grown 
 Noisome alone. 
 But all to pieces torn and rent. 
 The windows all are stopt, or broken so. 
 That no light without wind can thorough go. 
 The roof's uncovered, and the wall's decay'd, 
 I'he door's flung off the hooks, the floor's unlay *Ji 
 Yea the foundation rotten is. 
 And every- where 
 It doth appear 
 All that remains is far amiss. 
 
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 But if thou wilt return again. 
 And dwell in me. 
 Lord, thou shalt see 
 What care I'll take to entertain 
 Thee, though not like thyself, yet in such sort 
 As thou wilt like, and I shall thank thee for*t. 
 Lord, let thy blessed Spirit keep possession. 
 And all things will be well : at least, confession 
 Shall tell thee what's amiss in me. 
 And then thou shalt 
 Or mend the fault, 
 Or take the blam2 of all on thee. 
 
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110 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Enlabging of the Heart. 
 
 Ps4LBi cxix 32. 
 
 / will run the way of thy commandments, when thou 
 shall enlarge nty heart. 
 
 Epig. 35. 
 
 TJOW pleasant is that now, which heretofore 
 
 Mine heart held Litter, sacred learning's lore / 
 Enlarged heart enters trith greatest ease 
 The straitest paths, and run the narrowest ways. 
 
 ODE XXXV, 
 
 What a blessed change I find. 
 
 Since I entertain'd this guest ! 
 Now methinks another mind 
 
 Moves and rules within my breast. 
 Surely I am not the same 
 That I was before he came. 
 But I then was much to blame. 
 
 When, before, my God commanded 
 
 Any thing he would have done, 
 I was close and gripple-handed, 
 jMade an end ere I begun 
 
 If he thought it lit to lay 
 Judgments on me, I could say, 
 They are good ; but shrink awaj. 
 
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 All the ways of righteousness 
 
 I did think were tull of trouble ; 
 I complaiDd of tedious ness. 
 And each duty seemed double. 
 
 Whilst I serv'd him but of fear, 
 Ev'ry minute did appear 
 Longer far than a whole year. 
 
 4. 
 
 Strictness in religion seemed 
 
 Like a pined, pinion'd thing : 
 Bolts and fc-tters I esteemed 
 More beseeming for a king. 
 
 Than for me to bow my neck, 
 
 And be at another's beck. 
 
 When I felt my conscience check. 
 
 But the case is alter'd now : 
 
 Ke no sooner turns his eye. 
 But r quickly bend, and bow. 
 Ready at hisfer.t to lie : 
 
 Love hath taught me to obey 
 All his precepts, and to say. 
 Not to-morrow, but to-day. 
 
 6. 
 
 What he wills, I say I must : 
 What I must, 1 say I will : 
 He commanding, it is just 
 
 \\ hat he would I should fulfil. 
 Whilst he biddeth, I believe 
 What he calls for, he will give. 
 To cbcj him, is to live. 
 
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 7. 
 
 His commandments grievous are not. 
 
 Longer than men think them so : 
 Though he send me forth, I care not. 
 Whilst he gives me strtngth to go. 
 When or wither, all is one. 
 On his bus'ness, not mine own, 
 I shall never go alone. 
 
 8. 
 
 If I be compleat in him, 
 
 And in him all fullness dwelleth, 
 I am sure aloft to swim. 
 
 Whilst that Ocean overswelleth. 
 Having Him that's All in All, 
 I am confident I shall 
 Nothing want, for which I call. 
 
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 The Inflameing of the Heart. 
 Psalm xxxix. 3, 
 
 My heart was hot within me : while I was musing, the 
 Jire I'urned, 
 
 Epig. 36. 
 
 QPARE not, my Love, to kindle and inflame 
 
 Mine heart within throughout, until the same 
 Break forth, and lurn : that so thy salamander. 
 Mine heart, may never from thy furnace -wander. 
 
 ODE XXXVI. 
 
 1. 
 
 Welcome, hol/j heav'nly fire. 
 Kindled by immortal love : 
 Which descending from above. 
 
 Makes all earthly thoughts retire. 
 And give place 
 To that grace. 
 
 Which, with gentle violence. 
 Conquers all corrupt affections. 
 Rebel nature's insurrections. 
 
 Bidding them be packing hence. 
 
 2. 
 
 Lord, thy fire doth heat within, 
 Warmeth not without alone j 
 Though it be an heart of stone, 
 Ol^itself congeal'd in sin. 
 Hard as steel. 
 If it feel 
 
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114 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Thy dissclving pow'r, itgroweth 
 Sottas wax, and quickly takes 
 Any print thy vSpirit makes. 
 
 Paying what thou say'st it oweth. 
 
 Of itself mine heart i* dark ; 
 
 But thy fire, by shining br'ght, 
 
 Fills it full of saving light. 
 Though't be but a little spark 
 Ltnt by thee, 
 I shall see 
 More by it, than all the light. 
 
 Which in fullest measures streams 
 
 From corrupted nature's beams. 
 Can discover to my sight. 
 
 4. 
 Though mine heart be ice and s,now 
 
 To the things which thou hast chosen. 
 All benum'd with cold, and frozen. 
 Yet thy fire will niake it glow. 
 Though it burns. 
 When \t turns 
 Tow'rds the things which thou dost hate 
 Yet thy blessed warmth, no doubt, 
 W ill that wild-fire soon draw out. 
 And the heat thereof abate. 
 
 Lord, thy fire is active, using 
 Always either to ascend 
 To its nstive l:eav'n, or lend 
 
 Heat to others : and diffusing 
 
 Of 
 
THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 113 
 
 Of its store. 
 Gathers more. 
 Never ceasing till it make 
 
 All things like itself, and longing 
 To see otheis come with thronging 
 Of thy goodness to partake. 
 
 6. 
 
 Lord, then let thy fire inflame 
 
 My cold heart so thoroughly. 
 
 That the heat may never die. 
 But continue still the same : 
 That I may 
 Ev'ry day 
 More and more, consuming sin. 
 
 Kindling others and attending 
 
 All occasions of ascending. 
 Heaven upon earth begin. 
 
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 The Ladder of the Heart. 
 
 Psalm Ixxxiv. 6. 
 In whose heart are the ways of them. 
 
 Epig. 37. 
 
 TJ^OULBST thou, my love, a ladder have, wherely 
 
 Thou maifst climl heave?!, to sit down on high ? 
 In thine own heart, then, frame thee steps, and lend 
 Thy mind to viuie how thou may'st there ascend. 
 
 ODE XXXVII. 
 
 The Soul 1. 
 
 What! 
 Shall I 
 Always lie 
 Grov'ling on earth. 
 Where there is no mirth ? 
 Why should I not ascend 
 And climb up, \*here I may mend 
 My mean estate of misery ? 
 Happiness, I know, 's exceeding high : 
 Yet sure there is some remedy for that. 
 
 Christ. "2. 
 
 True, 
 There is. 
 Perfect bliss 
 May be had above : 
 But he, tliat will obtain 
 Such a gold-exceeding gain. 
 Must never think to reach the same. 
 And scale heav'n's walls, until he frame 
 A ladder in his heart as near as new. 
 
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 The Soul, 3. 
 
 Lord, 
 I will : 
 But the skill 
 Is not mine own : 
 Such an art's not known. 
 Unless thou wilt it teach : 
 It is far above the reach 
 Of mortal minds to understand. 
 But if thou wilt lend thine helping hand^ 
 I will endeavour to obey thy word. 
 
 Chmt, 4. 
 
 Well 
 
 Then, see 
 That thou be 
 As ready prest 
 To perform the rest. 
 As now to promise fair : 
 And I'll teach thee how to rear 
 A scaling-ladder in thine heart 
 To mount heaven with : no rules of art. 
 But I alone^ can the composure telL 
 
 First, 
 Thou must 
 Take on trust 
 All that I say j 
 Reason must not sway 
 Thy judgment cross to mine. 
 But her sceptre quite resign. 
 Faith must be both thy ladder sisles, 
 Which will stay thy steps whate'er betides. 
 And satisfy tljinc hutiger, and thy tl.irst. 
 
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118 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 6. 
 
 Then, 
 The round 
 Next the ground. 
 Which I must see j 
 Is Humility : 
 From which thou must ascend. 
 And with perseverance end. 
 Virtue to virtue, grace to grace, 
 Must each orderly succeed in 'ts place ; 
 And when thou bast done all, begin again* 
 
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THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. U9 
 
 The Flying of the Heart. 
 
 Isaiah Ix. 8. 
 
 JFho are those tliatjiy as a cloud, and as the doves t% 
 their windows ? 
 
 Epig. 3S. 
 
 r\H that mine heart had wings like to a dove. 
 
 That I might quickly hasten hence, ar.d move 
 IFith speedy fight towards the celestial spheres. 
 As weary, of this world, its faults and fears. 
 
 ODE XXXVIII. 
 
 1. 
 
 This u-ay, though pleasant, yet methinks is long 
 Step after step, makes' little haste, 
 i\nd I am not so strong 
 As still to Inst 
 Among 
 So great. 
 So many lets : 
 Swelter'd andswill'd in sweat, 
 My toiling soul both fumes and fr»ts. 
 As though she were iiiClin'd to a retreat. 
 
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IJO THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Corruption clogs my feet like filthy clay, 
 And I am ready still to slip : 
 Which makes me often stay. 
 When I should trip 
 Away. 
 My fears 
 And faults are such, 
 As challenge all ray tears 
 So justly, that it were not much. 
 It" 1 in weeping should spend all my years, 
 
 This makes me weary of the world below. 
 And greedy of a place above. 
 On which I may bestow 
 My choicest love. 
 And so 
 Obtain 
 That favour, which 
 Excells all worldly gain. 
 And maketh the possessor rich' 
 in happiness of a transcendent strain. 
 
 4. 
 
 What ! must I still be rooted here below,. 
 And riveted unto the ground, 
 Whtrein mine haste to grow 
 Will be, though sound. 
 But slow ? 
 I know 
 The sun exhales 
 Gross vapours from below. 
 Which, scorning as it were the vnles, 
 idn mouuLain-topping clouds themselves besto\y. 
 
 But 
 
THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 121 
 
 5. 
 
 But my fault-frozen heart is slow to move, 
 Makes poor proceedings at the best. 
 As though it did not love. 
 Nor long for rest 
 Above. 
 Mine eyes 
 Can upward look. 
 As though they did despise 
 All things on earth, and could not brook 
 Their presence : but mine heart is slow to rise. 
 
 6. 
 
 Oh that it were once winged like the dove. 
 That in a moment mounts on high. 
 Then should it soon remove 
 Where it may lie 
 In love. 
 And lo. 
 This one desire 
 Methinks hath imp'd it so. 
 That it already flies like lire. 
 And ev'n my verses into wings do grow. 
 
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122 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Union of the Heart. 
 
 EzEK. xi. If). 
 1 zv ill give them one heart. 
 
 Epig. 39. 
 
 / IKE-minded minds, hearts alike heartily 
 
 Affected, will together live and die : 
 Many things meet and part : but love's great cable, 
 Tying two hearts, makes them inseparable. 
 
 ODE XXXIX. 
 
 The Soul. 1. 
 
 All this is not enough : methinks T grow 
 More greedy by fruition : what I get 
 Serves but to set 
 An edge upon mine appetite. 
 And all thy gifts df) but invite 
 ;My pray'rs for more. 
 Lord, if thou wilt not still increase my store, 
 AVhy didst thou any thing at all bestow ? 
 
 Christ, 2. 
 
 And is't the fruit of having, still to crave ? 
 Then let thine heart united be to mine. 
 And mine to thine. 
 In a firm union, whereby 
 We may no more be thou and \, 
 Or I and thou, 
 But both the same : and then I will avow, 
 ThoLi canst not want what thou dost wish to have. 
 
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 True, Lord, for thou art All in All to me ] 
 But how to get my stubborn heart to twine 
 And close with thine, 
 I do not know, nctf^can I guess 
 How I should everlearn, unless 
 Thou wilt direct 
 The course that I must take to that effect. 
 'Tis thou, not I, must knit mine heart to thee. 
 
 Christ, 4. 
 
 'Tis true, and so, I will : but yet ^^ thou must 
 Do something tow'rds it too : Firsj^^thou must lay 
 All sin away. 
 And separate from that, which would 
 Our meeting intercept, and hold 
 Us distant still : 
 I am all goodness, and can close with ill 
 No more than richest diamonds with dust. 
 
 5. 
 
 Then thou m.ust not count any earthly thing, 
 However gay and gloriously set forth. 
 Of any worth, 
 Compar'd with me, that am a'oie 
 Th* eternal, high, and holy One : 
 But place thy love 
 Only on me and the things above, 
 Which true content ai;d endlt=s comfort brin^. 
 
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124 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 6. 
 
 Love is the loadstone of the heart, the glue. 
 The cement, and the solder, which alone 
 Unites in one 
 Things that before were not the same, 
 But only like ; imparts the name. 
 And nature too. 
 Of each to th' other : nothing can undo 
 The knot that's knit by love, if it be true. 
 
 But if in deed and truth thou lovest me. 
 And not in word alone, then I shall find 
 That thou dost mind 
 The things I mind, and regulate 
 All thine affections, love, and hate. 
 Delight, desire. 
 Fear, and the rest, by what I do require. 
 And I in thee myself shall always see. 
 
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 The Rest of the Heart. 
 
 Psalm cxvi. 7. 
 Return unto thy rest, my souL 
 
 Epig. 40, 
 
 Tl/fy busy, stirring hearty that seeks the lest. 
 
 Can find no place on earth wherein to rest • 
 For God alone, the author of its blisSj 
 Its only restf its only centre is. 
 
 ODE XL. 
 
 jNIove me no more, mad world, it is in vaiiij 
 Experience telfs me plain 
 I should deceived be. 
 If ever I again should trust in thee. 
 
 My weary heart hath ransack'd all 
 Thy treasures botii great and small. 
 And thy large inventory bears in mind : 
 Yet could it never fir.d 
 Oiic place wherein to rest. 
 Though it hath often tried all the best. 
 
 I'hy profits brought me loss instead of gain. 
 
 And all thy pleasures pain : 
 
 Thine honours blurr'd my name 
 With the deep stains of self-confoundinsr shame. 
 
 Thy 
 
126 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Thy wisdom made me turn stark fool. 
 And all the learning, that thy school 
 Afforded me, was not enough to make 
 Me know myself, and take 
 Care of my better part. 
 Which should have perished for all thine heart. 
 
 Not that there is not a place of rest in thee 
 For others : but for me 
 There isj there can be, none ; 
 That God, that made mine heart, is he alone 
 That of himself both can and will 
 Give rest unto my thoughts, and fill 
 Them full of all content and quietness. 
 That so I may possess 
 My soul in patience. 
 Until he find it time to call me hence. 
 
 On thee, then, as a sure foundation, 
 
 A tried corner-stone, 
 
 Lord, 1 will strive to raise 
 Thetow'r of my salvation, and thy praise. 
 In thee, as in my centre, shall 
 The lines of all my longings fall. 
 To thee, as to mine anchor, surely ty'd. 
 
 My ship shall safely ride. 
 
 On thee, as on my bed 
 Of soft repose, Fll rest my weary head. 
 
 Thou, thou alone, shalt be my whole desire j 
 I'll nothing else require 
 But thee, or for thy sake. 
 In thee I'll sleep secure 3 and, when I wake, 
 •> Thy 
 
THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 127 
 
 Thy glorious face shall satisfy 
 The longing of my looking eye. 
 ril roll myself on thee, as on my rock. 
 
 When threat'ning dangers naock. 
 Of thee, as of ray treasure, 
 ril boast and brag, my comforts know no measure. 
 
 6. 
 
 Lord, thou shalt be mine All, I will not know 
 
 A profit here below. 
 
 But what reflects on thee : 
 Thcu shalt be all the pleasure I will sse 
 In any thing the earth affords. 
 Mine heart shall own no words 
 Of honor, out of which I cannot raise 
 
 The matter of thy praise. 
 
 Nay, I will not be mine, 
 Unless thou wilt vouchsafe to have me thine. 
 
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12» THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 The Bathing of the Heart, 
 
 Joel iii. 21* 
 I will cleanse their Hood, that I have not cleansed, 
 
 Epig. 41. 
 
 'T'HIS lath thy Saviour swet with drops of Hood, 
 
 Sick heart, of purpose for to do thee good. 
 They that have try d it can the virtue telh. 
 Come, then, arid use it, if thou ivilt he well, 
 
 ODE XLI. 
 
 All this thy God hath done for thee ; 
 
 And now, mine heart, 
 It is high time that thou shculd'st be 
 Acting thy part, 
 And meditating on his blessed psssion, 
 Xili thou hast made it thine by imitation. 
 
 That exercise will be the best 
 
 And surest means. 
 To keep thee evermore at rest. 
 And free from pains. 
 To suffer with thy Saviour, is the way 
 I'o mrike thy present comforts last for aye. 
 
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 Trace then the steps wherein he trod. 
 
 And first begin 
 To sweat with him. The heavy load. 
 Which for thy sin 
 He underwent, squeez'd blood out of his face. 
 Which in great drops came trickling down apace. 
 
 Oh let not, then, that preciou? ^lood 
 
 Be spilt in vain. 
 But gather ev'ry drop. Tis good 
 To purge the stain 
 Of guilt, that hath denl'd and overspread 
 Thee from the sole of th' focc to th' crown of the head. 
 
 Poison possesseth every veirj. 
 
 The fountain is 
 Corrupt, and all the streams unclean : 
 All is amiss. 
 Thy blood's impure; ; yea, thou thyself, mine hearty 
 In all thine inward pow'rs, polluted art. 
 
 When thy first father did ill, 
 
 Man's doom was read. 
 That in the sweat of 's face he still 
 Should eat his bread. 
 What the first Adam in a garden caught, 
 The second Adam in a garden taught. 
 
 Taught 
 
1S6 ' THJE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 7. 
 
 Taught by his own example, how 
 
 To sweat for sin. 
 Under that heavy weight to bow. 
 And never lin* 
 Begging release, till, with strong cries and tears 
 The soul be drain'd of all its faults and fears. 
 
 8. 
 
 If sin's imputed guilt oppress'd 
 
 Th' Almighty so. 
 That his sad soul could find no rest 
 Under that woe : 
 But that the bitter agony he felt 
 Made his pure blood, if not to sweat, to melt ; 
 
 Then let that huge inherent mass 
 
 Of sin, that lies 
 In heaps on thee, make thee surpass 
 In tears and cries. 
 Striving with all thy strength, until thou sweat 
 Such drops as his, though not as good as great. 
 
 10. 
 
 And if he think it fit to lay 
 
 Upon thy back 
 Or pains or duties, as he may. 
 Until it crack, 
 Shrink not away, but strain thine utmost force 
 To bear them chenrfully without remorse. 
 
 * Lin; i. c. linger, delay. 
 
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 The Binding of the Heart. 
 
 Hos. xi. 4. 
 
 / drew ihem with cords of a wza/?, with lands of love, 
 
 Epig. 43. 
 
 'A/JY sins, 1 do confess a. cord were found 
 
 Heavy and hard ly thee, when thou irast lound. 
 Great Lord of li-ve, with them ; but thou hast t'xind 
 Gentle love-cords my tender heart to liiuL 
 
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 1. 
 
 What ! could those hands. 
 That made the world, be subject unto bands ? 
 
 Could there a cord be tound. 
 Wherewith Omnipotence itself was bound ? 
 Wonder, my hearty, and stand amaz'd to see 
 
 The Lord of liberty 
 Led captive for thy sake, and in thy stead. 
 
 Although he did 
 Nothing deserving death, or bands, yet he 
 Was bound, and put to death, to set thee free. 
 
 Thy sins had ty*d 
 Those bands for thee, wherein thou should'st have d; 'd r 
 
 And thou didst daily knit 
 Knots upon knots, whereby thou mad'st them sit 
 Closer and faster to thy faulty self, 
 
 Helplesa 
 
]52 THE SCHOOL OF THE HEART. 
 
 Helpless and hopeless, friendless and forlorn^ 
 
 The sink of scorn. 
 And kennel of contempt, thou should'st hJive lain 
 Eternally enthrall'd to endless pain ; 
 
 Had not the Lord 
 Of love and life been pleased to afford 
 
 His helping hand of grace, 
 And freely put himself into thy place. 
 So were thy bands transferred, but not unty'd. 
 
 Until the time he dy'd. 
 And, by his death, vanquish'd and conquerM all 
 
 That Adam's f:ill 
 Had made victorious. Sin, death, and hell. 
 Thy fatal foes, under his footstool fell. 
 
 4. 
 
 Yet he meant not 
 That thou should'st use the liberty he got 
 
 As it should like thee best -, 
 To wander as thou listest, or to rest 
 In soft repose, careless of his commands : 
 
 He that hath loos'd those bands. 
 Whereby thou wast enslaved to the foes. 
 
 Binds thee with those 
 Wherewith he bound himself to do thee good. 
 The bands of love, love writ in lines of blood. 
 
 His love to thee 
 Made him to lay aside his majesty. 
 
 And, cjoathed in a vail 
 Of frail, thougti faultless fiesh, become thy bail. 
 
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 But love .equ.«h>ove: ana .nee a,ou.t 
 
 ?^r-ftrn^-ds.lone, . 
 l^.radsnndtr»asou..anaaU-.no.e. 
 
 6. 
 
 Come then, mine heart 
 >nd freely iollo-.v the prevaUuig an 
 
 ^*"'' Of thy Redeemer ^ »"V«- ,„ ^ove 
 
 That strong magnetic t>e hath po- r ^^^._^^ 
 
 ^'^-nr;:^:tre;JuMhine. 
 
 And, b; obedience, labour to expres. 
 
 Thv thankfulness ; . 
 
 I, .-ill be har'd to say on whether s>Je 
 The bands are surest, ^vhichista>te»t ) 
 
 VOL. II. 
 
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 The Prop of the Heart. 
 
 Psalm cxii. "J , 8. 
 
 His heart isjixed, trusting in ihe Lord. Ills heart 
 established, he shall not le ajraid. 
 
 Epig. 43. 
 
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 u'pak and feeble heart a prop rmtst mCy 
 But pleasant fruits and flowers doth refuse : 
 IWy Christ my pillar is ; on him rely, 
 Repoiej and rest myself, alone -mil 1, 
 
 ODE XLIII. 
 
 1. 
 
 Suppose it true, that, whilst thy Saviour's side 
 Was turrowed with scourges, he was ty'd 
 
 Unto some pillar fast : 
 Think not, mine heart, it was because he could 
 Not stand alone, or that left loose he would 
 
 Have shrunk away at last ; 
 Such weakness suits not with Omuipotence, 
 Nor could man's malice match his patience. 
 
 But if <!odone, 'twas done to tutor thee. 
 Whose frailty and impatience he doth see 
 
 Such, tiiat tlnni hast nor strength 
 Nor will, a^ of thvselr", to undergo 
 The leist dcgrt^e of duty or ot woe, 
 
 But would'at be sure at length 
 
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 To flinch or faint, or not to stand at all. 
 Or in the end more fearfully to fall. 
 
 Thy very frame and figure, broad above. 
 Narrow beneath, apparently doth- prove 
 
 Thou canst not stand alone. 
 Without a prop to bolster and to stay tliee. 
 To trust to thine own strength, would soon betray thee 
 
 Alas ! thou now art grown 
 So weak and feeble, wav'ring and uustaid. 
 Thou shrink'st at the least weight that's on thee laid. 
 
 The easiest comm.andments thou de'clinest, 
 And at the lightest punishment thou whinest : 
 
 Thy restless motions are 
 Innumerable, like the troubled sea, 
 Whose waves are toss'd and tumbled cv'ry way, 
 
 The hound -pursued hare 
 Makes not so many doubles as thou dost. 
 Till thy cross'd courses in themselves are lost. 
 
 5. 
 
 Get thee some stay that may support tliee, then. 
 And stablish thee, lest thou shouid'st start again. 
 
 But where may it be tound : 
 Will pleasant fruits or flow'rs serve the turn ? 
 No, no, my tott'ring heart will overturn 
 
 And lay them on the ground. 
 Diintie-i may serve to mini.ser delight. 
 Mat strength is on!}- from tiie Lord of night. 
 
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 Betake thee to thy Christ, then, and repose 
 Thyself, in all extremities, on those 
 
 His everlasting arms. 
 Wherewith he girds the heavens, and upholds 
 The pillars of the earth, and safely folds 
 
 His faithful flock from harms. 
 Cleave close to him by faith, and let the bands 
 Of love tie thee in thy redeemer's hands. 
 
 Come life, come death, come devils, come what will. 
 Yet, fasten'd so, thou shalt stand steadfast still : 
 
 And all the pow'rs of hell 
 Shall not prevail to shake thee with their shock. 
 So long as thou art founded on that Rock : 
 
 No duty )»hall thee quell. 
 No danger shall disturb thy quiet state. 
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 The Scourging of the Heart. 
 
 Prov.x. 13. 
 
 A rod is for the lack of him that is void of understanding. 
 
 Epig. 44. 
 
 TyHENthou ivith-holdst thy scourges, dearest Love, 
 
 My sluggish heart is slacks and slow to move : 
 Oh lei it not stand still ; hut lash it rather; 
 And drive it, though unwilling ^ to thy lather, 
 
 ODE XLIV. 
 
 1. 
 
 What do those scourges on that sacred flesh. 
 
 Spotless and pure ? 
 Mast He, that doth sin-weary'd souls refresh. 
 
 Himself endure 
 Such tearing tortures ? Must those sides be gssh'd ? 
 
 Those shoulders lash'd ? 
 Is this the trimming that the world bestows 
 Upon such robes of Majesty as those r 
 
 Is't not enough to die, unless by pain 
 
 1'iiou antedate 
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 The guilt of sin, or to enhance the price 
 
 Thy sacrilice 
 Amounts to ? Both are infinite, I know, 
 Andean by uo additions greater grow. 
 
 3. 
 
 Yet dare I not imagine, that In vaiu 
 
 Thou didst endure 
 One stripe : though not thine own thereby, my giiin 
 
 Thou did.^it procure, 
 1'hat when I shall be scourged for ihy sake, 
 
 Thy stripes may make 
 Mine acceptable, that I may not grutch, 
 \V'iien 1 remember thou hast borne as much : 
 
 As much, and more for me. Come, then, mine heart. 
 
 And willingly 
 Submit thyself to suffer : smile at smart. 
 
 And death defy. 
 Fear not to teel that hand correcting thee. 
 
 Which set thee free. 
 Stripes, as the tokens of his love, he leaves. 
 Who scourgeth ev'ry son whom he receives. 
 
 5. 
 
 There's foolishness bound up within thee fast : 
 
 But yet the rod 
 Of fiitheriy correction at the last. 
 
 If ble.t by God, 
 Will drive it far au ay, and wisdom give. 
 
 That thou may'st live, 
 Not to thyself, but Him that first was slain. 
 And died fur thee, and then rose again. 
 
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 6. 
 
 Thou art not only dull, and slow of pace. 
 
 But stubborn too. 
 And refractory ; ready to outface. 
 
 Rather than do 
 Thy duty : though thou know*st it must be so, 
 
 Thou wilt not go 
 The way thou should'st, till some affliction 
 First set thee right, then prick and spur thee on. 
 
 7. 
 
 Top-like thy figure and condition is, » 
 
 Neither to stand, 
 Nor stir thyself d lone, whilst thou dost miss 
 
 An helping hand 
 To set thee up, and store of stripes bestow 
 
 To make thee go. 
 Beg, then, thy blessed Saviour to transfer 
 His scourges unto thee, to make thee stir. 
 
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 The Hedginq of the Heart. 
 
 HosEA ii. 6. 
 / will hedge up thy way with thorns, 
 
 Epig. 45. 
 
 fTE, that of thorns, -jjould father rosef, may 
 
 In his own heart, if handled the right way. 
 Hearts hedge' d with Chris fs cro-jcn of thorns, instead 
 0/ thorny cares, infill sweetest ruses breed, 
 
 ODE XLV. 
 
 1, 
 
 A crown of thoriif? ! I thought so : ten to one, 
 
 A crown without a thorn, there's none: 
 There's none on earth, I mean ; what, shall I, then. 
 
 Rejoice to see liini crown'd by men, 
 By whom kings rule and reign r Or shall I scorn 
 
 And hate to seet^arth's curse, a thorn, 
 Prepost'rouily preferr'd to crown those brows, 
 
 Fiom whence all bliss ai^d glory flows ? 
 Or shall I both be clad. 
 And also sad. 
 To tJiink it is a crown, and yi;t so bad ? 
 
 There's cause enough of both, T must confess : 
 
 Yet, what's that unto mc, unless 
 r take a c< urse his crown of thorns may be 
 
 Made mine, transterr'd from him to me ? 
 
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 Crowns, had they bean of stars, could add no more 
 
 Glory, where there was all be tore ; 
 And thorns might scratch him, could not make him 
 Than he was made, sin and a curse. [worse. 
 
 Come then, mine heart, take down 
 Thy Saviour's crown 
 Of thorns, and see if thou canst mak't thine own. 
 
 Remember, first, thy Saviour's head was crown*d 
 
 By the same hands that did him wound ; 
 They meant it not to honour, but to scorn him, 
 
 When in such sort they had betorn* him. 
 Think earthly honours such, if they redound ; 
 Never believe they mind to dignify 
 Thee, that thy Christ would crucify. 
 Think ev'ry cro\.vn a thorn. 
 Unless t' adorn 
 Thy Christ, as well as him by whom 'tis worn. 
 
 4. 
 
 Consider, then, that as the thorny crown 
 
 Circled thy Saviour's head, thine own 
 Continual care to please him, and provide 
 
 For the advantage of his side, 
 Must fence thine actions and affections so. 
 
 That they shall neither dare to go 
 Out of that compass, nor vouchsafe access 
 
 To what might make that care gole^ss. 
 Let no such thing draw nigh. 
 Which shall not spy 
 Thorns rea^iy pidc'd to prick it till it die. 
 
 * BtiOini ; i. e bfuiangled, torn in pieces. 
 
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 Thus, compassM with thy Saviour's thorny crown. 
 
 Thou mayNt srcurdy sit thee down, 
 And hope that he, who made of water wine. 
 
 Will turn each thorn unto a vine, 
 Where thou may'st gather grapes, and, to delight thcr, 
 
 Roses : nor need the prickles fright thee. 
 Thy Saviour's sacred temples took away 
 The curse that in their sharpness lay. 
 So thou may'st crowned be. 
 As well as he. 
 And, at the last, lig^t in his light sbalt see. 
 
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 The Fasten-ing of the Heart. 
 
 Jer. xxxiij40. 
 
 I will put m7j fear in their hearts, that they shall not 
 depart from inc. 
 
 Epig. 46. 
 
 n^HOU that wast nailed to the cross for me, 
 
 Lest I should slip, and fall away frovi thee. 
 Drive home thine holy fear into mine hearty. 
 And clinch it sOj that it may ne'er depart, 
 
 ODE XLVr. 
 
 T. 
 
 What \ dost thou strjgqle to get loose again ! 
 Hast thou so soon forgot the former pain, 
 I'hat thy licentious bondage nnto sin. 
 And lust-enlarged thraldom, put thee in ? 
 Hast thou a mind again to rcve, and ramble 
 Rogue-like, a vagrant through the world, and scraniWe 
 F<;r scraps and crusts of eartti-bred base delights. 
 And change thy days of joy for tedious niixhts 
 Of sad repentant sorrow ! 
 What ! wilt thou borrow 
 That grief to day, which thou must pay to-niorro.v t • 
 
 No, self-deceivir.g heart, lest thou should'st caet 
 I'ijy cords awa)', and biii.st the bauds at List 
 
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 Of tby Redeemer's tender love, I'll try 
 What further fasmess in his fear doth lie. 
 The cords of love soaked in lust may rot. 
 And bands of bounty are. too oft forgot : 
 But holy filial fear, like to a nail 
 Fasten'd in a sure place, will never fail. 
 This d'-ivcn home, will take 
 Fast hold and make 
 Thee that thou darest not thy God forsake. 
 
 Remember how, besides thy Saviour's bands. 
 Wherewith they led him bound, his holy hands 
 And feet were pierced, how they nail'd him fast 
 Unto his bitter cross, and how at last 
 His precious side was gored with a spear : 
 So hard sharp pointed ir*u and steel did tear 
 His tender flesh, that from those wounds might flow 
 The sov'reign salve f )r sin-procured woe. 
 Then, that thou may'st not fail 
 Of that avail, 
 Refuse not to be fasten'd with his nail. 
 
 Love in a heart of flesh is apt to taint. 
 Or be fly-blown with folly : and its faint, 
 And feeble spirits, when it shews most fair. 
 Are often fed on by the empty air 
 Of popular applause, unU-^ss the salt 
 Of holy fear in time prevent the fault : 
 But, season'd so, it will be kc;pt for ever. 
 He that doth fear, because he loves, will never 
 Adventure to otfend. 
 But always bend 
 His best endeavours to content his friend. 
 
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 Though perfect love cast out all servile fear. 
 Because such fear hath torment : yet thy dear 
 Redeemer meant not so to set thee free. 
 That filial fear and thou should strangers be. 
 Though, as a son, thou honor him thy Father, 
 Yet, as a Master, thou raay'st fear him ratlier. 
 Fear's the soul's centinel, and keeps the heart. 
 Wherein love lodges, so, that all the art 
 And industry of those. 
 That are its foes. 
 Cannot betray it to its former woes. 
 
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 TliC New Wine of the Heart. 
 
 Psalm civ. 115. 
 Jfine that viaketh glad the heart of man. 
 
 Epig. 47. 
 
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 Trod the ivlne-press alone, vnto the loss 
 Of llnod and life. Draw thankful heart, and spare not 
 Here's wine enough for all, save those that care not, 
 
 ODE XLVH. 
 
 1. 
 
 Leave not thy Saviour now, whate'er thou dost. 
 Doubtful, distrusltal heart 5 
 
 Thy former pains and hibours all are lost. 
 If now thou shalt depart, 
 
 And faithlessly fall oft* at last from him, 
 
 Who, to redeem thee, spar'd nor life nor limb. 
 
 Shall he, that is thy cluster and thy vine, 
 
 lYead the wine-press alone, 
 Whilst thou stand'st lookmg on ? Shall both the wine 
 
 And work be all his own ? 
 See how lie bends, ciusht with thestraiten'd scrue 
 Of thai fierce wrath that to thy sins was due. 
 
 AUiiongh Ihou canst not help to bear it, yet 
 
 Tiirust thyself under too, 
 That thou may'st feel someof tiip weight, and get. 
 
 Although not strength to do. 
 
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 !Thy Saviour being prest to death, there ran 
 Out of his sacred wounds 
 
 That wine that maketh glad the heart of man. 
 And all his fors confounds. 
 
 Yea, the fuil-flowing fountain's open still 
 
 For all grace-thirsting hearts to drink their fill : 
 
 And not to drink alone, to satiate 
 Their longing appetites, 
 Or drown those cumbrous cares that would abate 
 
 The edge of their delights ; 
 But, when they toil, and soil themselves with sin. 
 Both to refresh, to purge, to cleanse them in. 
 
 6. 
 
 Thy Savioui hath begun this cup to thee. 
 And thou must not refuse 't. 
 
 Press then thy sin-swoln sides, until they be 
 Empty, and fit to use 't. 
 
 Do not de-ay to come, when he doth call ; 
 
 Nor fear to want, where there's enough for all. 
 
 7. 
 Thy bounteous Redeemer, in his blood. 
 
 Fills thee not wine alone. 
 But likewise gives his fiesh to be thy food.. 
 
 Which thou may'st nuke thine own. 
 And feed on Him who hath himself revealed 
 I'he bread of life, by God the Father sealed. 
 
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 Naf , he's not food alone, but physic too. 
 
 Whenever thou art sick ; 
 And in thy weakness strength, that thouraay'st do 
 
 Thy duty and not stick 
 At any thing that he requires of thee. 
 How hard soever it may seem to be. 
 
 9. 
 Make all the haste, then, that thou canst to come. 
 
 Before the day be past ; 
 And think not of returning to thy home. 
 
 Whilst yet the light dost last. 
 The longer and the more thou draw'st this wine. 
 Still thou shalt find it more and more divine. 
 
 10. 
 
 Or if thy Saviour think it meet to throw 
 
 Thee in the press again. 
 To suffer as he did ; yet do not grow 
 
 Displeased at thy pain : 
 A summer season follows winter weather ; 
 Suff 'ring, you shall be glorify 'd togetlier. 
 
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 The Spirit and the Bride say. Come. And let hm 
 that heareth, say. Come. And let him that is athlrst, 
 come. And luhosevcr will, let him take the water of 
 life freely. 
 
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 THE CONCLUSION. 
 
 TS this my period ? Have I now no more 
 
 To do hereafter? Shall my mind give o'er 
 Its best employment thus, and idle be^ 
 Or busy'd otherwise ? Should I not see 
 How to improve my thoughts more thriftily. 
 Before I lay these Heart-School lectures by ? 
 Self-knowledge is an everlasting task. 
 An endless work, that doth not only ask 
 A whole man for the time, but challengeth 
 To take up all his hours until death. 
 Yet, as in other schools, they have a care 
 To call for repetitions, and are 
 Busy'd as well in seeking to retain 
 What they have learn'd already, as to gain 
 Further degrees of knowledge, and lay by 
 Invention, whilst they practise memory : 
 So must I likewise take some time to view 
 What I have done, ere I proceed anew. 
 Perhaps I may have cause to interline. 
 To alter, or to add : the work is mine, 
 And I may manage it as I see best, 
 W^ith my great Master's leave. Then here I rest 
 From taking out new lessons, till I see 
 How I retain the old in memory. 
 And if it be his pleasure, I shall say 
 These lessons before others, that they may 
 Or learn them too, or only censure me ; 
 I'll wait with patience the success to see. 
 And though I look not to have leave to play 
 (For that this school allows not), yet I may 
 Another time, perhaps, if they approve 
 Of these, such as they are, and shew their love 
 
 To the School pf the Hkart, by calling for't(. 
 
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 [ AM a scholtff . The great Lord of love 
 
 And life, my tutor is ; who^ from above, 
 AH that lack leafaing, to his school invites. 
 My heart's my pra^'V-book, in which he writes 
 vSvstems of all the arts and faculties : 
 .First reads to mc, then makesi me exercise,. 
 But all in paradoxes., such high strains 
 As flow from none but Jove-inspired brains : 
 Yet bids me publish them abroad, and dare 
 T' extoll his arts above all other arts that are. ^ 
 
 Why should I not ? methinks it cannot be 
 But they should please others as welj as me. ^ 
 
 <.'ome, then, join hands, and let our hearts embrace, ^, 
 Whilst thas Love's labyrinth of arts we trace j '' 
 
 I mean the Sciences call'd Liberal : r. 
 
 Both Trivium and Quadrivium, sev'n in aU» \ 
 
 With the higher faculties. Philosophy j 
 
 And Law^, and Physic^ and Theology. 
 
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 The Grammar of the Heart. 
 
 Psalm XV. 2. 
 That speaketh the truth in his heart. 
 
 "TV/rY Grammar, I define to be an art 
 
 Which teacheth rae to write and speak mine heart ; 
 By which I learn, that smooth tongii'd liatt'ries are 
 False 'language, and, in love, irregular. 
 Amongst my letters. Vow-wells, I admit 
 Of none but Consonant to Sacred Writ : 
 And therefore when my soul in silence moans, 
 Half-vowel'd sighs and double deep-thong'd groans. 
 Mute * looks, and Liquid tears instead of words. 
 Are of the language that mine heart aifords. 
 And, since true love abhors all variations. 
 My Grammar hath no moods nor conjugations. 
 Tenses, nor persons, nor declensions. 
 Cases, nor genders, nor comparisons : 
 Whate'er my Letters are, my WorJ'j^ bal one. 
 And, on the meaning of it, Love alone. 
 Concord is all my Syntax, and agreement 
 Is in my grammar perfect regiment. 
 
 He wants no language that hath learn'd to love : 
 When tongues are still, hearts will be heard above. 
 
 • Mutet, liquids, dlj^JJiongs ; names of letters in the a^p^iafcft. 
 
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 Psalm xlv. 1. 
 My heart is inditing a good matter » 
 
 TV/TY Rhetoric is not so much an art. 
 
 As an infused habit in mine heart, 
 Wliich a sweet secret elegance instills, 
 And all my speech with tropes and figures fills. 
 Love is the tongue's elixir, which doth change 
 The ordinary sense of words, and range 
 Them under other kinds ; dispose them so. 
 That to the height of eloquence they grow, 
 Ev'n in their native plainness, and must be 
 So understood as likcth love and me. 
 When I say Clirist, I mean my Savi(Hir ; 
 When his commandment, my behaviour: 
 For to that end it was he hither came. 
 And to this purpose 'tis I bear his name. 
 \Vhen I say, Hallow'd be thy name, he knov;s 
 1 would be holy : for his glory grows 
 Together with my good, and he hath not 
 Given more honour than himself hath got. 
 So when I say. Lord, let thy kingdom come. 
 He understands it, I would be at h®me. 
 To reign with him m glory. So grace brings 
 My Love, in me, to be the King of kings ♦. 
 He teacheth me to say, Ihy will be done, 
 Butmeaneth, he would have me do mine own. 
 By making me to will the same he doth. 
 And so to rule myself, and serve him both. 
 So when he saith. My son, give me thine hearty 
 I know his meaning is, that I should p^irt 
 With all I have for him, give him myself. 
 And to be rich in him from worldly pelf. 
 
 * That isj to be his love, or sokly to hia. 
 
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 So when he says, Come to me, I know that he 
 
 Means I should wait his coming anto me ; 
 
 Since 'tis his coming unto mc that makes 
 
 Ale come to him : my part he undertakes. 
 
 And when he says, Behold I come* 1 know 
 
 His purpose and intent is^ I should go. 
 
 With all the speed I can, to meet him whsnct 
 
 Ki.s coming is attractive, draws me hence. 
 
 1 liick-folded repetitions in love 
 
 Are no tautologies, but strongly move 
 
 And bind unto attention. Exclamations 
 
 Are the heart's heav'n -piercing exaltations. 
 
 Epiphonoema's and Apostrophe's 
 
 Love likes of well, but no Prosopope's. 
 
 Not doubtful but careful deliberations. 
 
 Love holds as grounds of strongest resolution-,. 
 
 Tiius love and I a thousand ways can find 
 
 To speak and understand each other's mind ; 
 
 And descant upon that which unto others 
 
 Is but plain song, and all their music smothers. 
 
 Nay, that which worldly wit-worms call noniente, 
 
 li many times love's pure U eloquence . 
 
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 The Logic of ihe Heart. 
 
 1 Pet. iii. 15. 
 
 Be readij always to give an anszvcr tn every man thai 
 asketh you a reason of the hope that is in you, 
 
 lyTY Logic is the faculty of faith. 
 
 Where all things are resolv'd into. He saith j 
 And ergo's. drawn from trust and contideuc*-, 
 'J'wist and tie truths with stronger coiisfqucnce 
 Than either sense or reason : for the heart, 
 And not the head, is fountain of this art. , 
 And what the heart objects, none can resolve 
 But God himself, till death the frame dissolve. 
 Nay, faith can after death dispute with dust. 
 And argue ashes into stronger trust. 
 And better hopes, than brass and marble can 
 Be emblems of unto the outward man. 
 All my invention is, to find what terms 
 My Lord and I stand in : how he confirms 
 His promises to me, how I inherit 
 What he hath purchas'd for me by his merit. 
 Myjudgment is submission to his will. 
 And, when he once hath spoken, to be still. 
 My method's, to be ordered by him ; 
 What he disposeth, that I think most trim. 
 Love's arguments are all, 1 will, 1'hou must ; 
 What He says and commands, are true and just. 
 
 When to dispute and argue's oat of season. 
 
 Then to believe and to obey is reason. 
 
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