Prison-Pietie or, Meditations Divine and Moral. Digested into Poetical Heads, On Mixt and Various Subjects. Whereunto is added A Panegyrick to The Right Reverend, and most Nobly descended, Henry, Lord Bishop of London. By Samuel Speed, Prisoner in Ludgate, London |
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On a Glorious Soul. |
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On a Glorious Soul.
Whenas the Moon her constant course hath run,And draws to a Conjunction with the Sun,
It to the Heavens shines more bright and pure,
And towards Earth seemeth the more obscure.
So, as the Soul draws neer, as like a Spouse,
Shines fair to Christ, is to the World a Blouse.
He that is pretious unto God, that man
Is by the World esteem'd a Puritan:
And he whose Soul in Glory doth inherit,
Appears but odious to an earthly Spirit.
For he that looks with a Terrestrial sight,
Is Lustre-dazled with Cœlestial light.
Shine fair to God if thou'lt to Heaven go;
Beauty on earth is a beclouded show.
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