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25. On the Needle of a Sun-diall.
Behold this needle; when the Arctick stoneHath toucht it, how it trembles vp and downe;
Hunts for the Pole; and cannot be possest,
Of peace, vntill it finde that poynt, that rest:
Such is the heart of Man; which, when it hath
Attayn'd the virtue of a lively faith,
It findes no rest on earth, makes no abode
In any Obiect, but his heav'n, his God.
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