THESAURO-PHULAKION[Greek]: or, A treasury of divine raptures Consisting of Serious Observations, Pious Ejaculations, Select Epigrams. Alphabetically rank'd and fil'd by a Private Chaplain to the Illustrious and Renowned Lady Urania The Divine and Heavenly Muse. The first part [by Nicholas Billingsley] |
THESAURO-PHULAKION[Greek]: or, A treasury of divine raptures | ||
320. On Contention.
Contention springs from pride, & it makes way
For trouble; Wild-fire like it will not stay,
But runs and leaps so furiously about,
That nothing else, but bloud can quench it out.
Tis woful dwelling with debateful men,
Whose Soul hate peace, nurs'd in Erynays Den;
Our Pettyfoggers Satans fire-brands,
Do more hurt to the Commons of the Land,
Then Sampsons Foxes with fire-brands ty'd to
Their tail, to the Philistians corn could do.
For trouble; Wild-fire like it will not stay,
But runs and leaps so furiously about,
That nothing else, but bloud can quench it out.
Tis woful dwelling with debateful men,
Whose Soul hate peace, nurs'd in Erynays Den;
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Do more hurt to the Commons of the Land,
Then Sampsons Foxes with fire-brands ty'd to
Their tail, to the Philistians corn could do.
Contention hinders much the growth of grace,
He who is in the Gall of bitterness,
Cannot parturiat, no nor inherit
The pleasing fruits of the peace-loving spirit,
A froward heart is like to Pathmos Isle,
No Herb of grace will grow upon that soil,
Can good seed sprout and flourish in a ground,
Where Thorns and Briars do so much abound?
Till strife be by some Antidote expell'd,
The choicest food no nutriment can yield.
He who is in the Gall of bitterness,
Cannot parturiat, no nor inherit
The pleasing fruits of the peace-loving spirit,
A froward heart is like to Pathmos Isle,
No Herb of grace will grow upon that soil,
Can good seed sprout and flourish in a ground,
Where Thorns and Briars do so much abound?
Till strife be by some Antidote expell'd,
The choicest food no nutriment can yield.
THESAURO-PHULAKION[Greek]: or, A treasury of divine raptures | ||