Divine raptvres or piety in poesie Digested Into a Queint Diversity of sacred fancies. Composed by Tho. Iordan |
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A Meditation on the fire.
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A Meditation on the fire.
Keepe but an equall distance, then the fireWill give thee warmth unto thine hearts desire,
But if thy daring spirit once presumes
To crouch too nigh, it warmes not, but consumes,
Tis thus in things divine: Search thou Gods will
Reveal'd, and then twill warme, but never kill:
But pry into his secrets, then the ire
Of God will burne thee like consuming fire:
O Lord so warme me with thy sacred breath,
That I may neither burne nor freeze to death.
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