Divine poems Containing The History of Ionah. Ester. Iob. Sampson. Sions Sonets. Elegies. Written and newly augmented, by Fra: Quarles |
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Meditat. 9.
He that's the truest Master of his owne,
Is never lesse alone, than when alone;
His watchfull eyes are plac't within his heart;
His skill, is how to know himselfe: his Art,
How to command the pride of his Affections,
With sacred Reason: how to give directions
Vnto his wandring Will; His conscience checks his
More looser thoughts; His louder sins, she vexes
With frights, and feares, within her owne precincts,
She rambles with her Whips of wire, ne're winkes
At smallest faults, like as a tender Mother
(How e're she loves her darling) will not smother
His childish fault, But shee (her selfe) will rather
Correct, than trust him to his angry Father:
Even so, the tender Conscience of the wise,
Checks her beloved soule, and doth chastise,
And Iudge the crime it selfe, lest it should stand
As lyable to a severer hand.
Is never lesse alone, than when alone;
His watchfull eyes are plac't within his heart;
His skill, is how to know himselfe: his Art,
How to command the pride of his Affections,
With sacred Reason: how to give directions
Vnto his wandring Will; His conscience checks his
More looser thoughts; His louder sins, she vexes
With frights, and feares, within her owne precincts,
She rambles with her Whips of wire, ne're winkes
At smallest faults, like as a tender Mother
(How e're she loves her darling) will not smother
His childish fault, But shee (her selfe) will rather
Correct, than trust him to his angry Father:
Even so, the tender Conscience of the wise,
Checks her beloved soule, and doth chastise,
And Iudge the crime it selfe, lest it should stand
As lyable to a severer hand.
Fond soule beware, who e're thou art, that spies
Anothers fault, that thou thine owne chastise,
Lest, like a foolish man, thou judge another,
In those selfe-crimes, which in your brest you smother.
Anothers fault, that thou thine owne chastise,
Lest, like a foolish man, thou judge another,
In those selfe-crimes, which in your brest you smother.
Who undertakes to dreine his brothers eye
Of noisome Humours, first, must clarifie
His owne, lest when his brothers blemish is
Remov'd, he spie a fouler Blame in his.
Of noisome Humours, first, must clarifie
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Remov'd, he spie a fouler Blame in his.
It is beyond th'extent of Mans Commission,
To judge of Man: The secret disposition
Of Sacred Providence is lockt, and seal'd
From mans conceit, and not to be reveal'd,
Vntill that Lambe breake ope the Seale and come,
With life and death, to give the world her doome.
To judge of Man: The secret disposition
Of Sacred Providence is lockt, and seal'd
From mans conceit, and not to be reveal'd,
Vntill that Lambe breake ope the Seale and come,
With life and death, to give the world her doome.
The ground-worke of our faith must not relie
On bare Events; Peace and Prosperity
Are goodly favours, but no proper Marke,
Wherewith God brands his Sheepe: No outward barke
Secures the body to be sound within.
The Rich man liv'd in Scarlet, dyed in Sinne.
Behold th'afflicted man; affliction moves
Compassion; but no confusion proves.
A gloomy Day brings oft a glorious Even:
The Poore man dy'd with sores, and lives in heavē.
To good and bad, both fortunes Heaven doth share
That both, an after-change, may hope, and feare.
On bare Events; Peace and Prosperity
Are goodly favours, but no proper Marke,
Wherewith God brands his Sheepe: No outward barke
Secures the body to be sound within.
The Rich man liv'd in Scarlet, dyed in Sinne.
Behold th'afflicted man; affliction moves
Compassion; but no confusion proves.
A gloomy Day brings oft a glorious Even:
The Poore man dy'd with sores, and lives in heavē.
To good and bad, both fortunes Heaven doth share
That both, an after-change, may hope, and feare.
I'le hope the best, (Lord) leave the rest to thee,
Lest while I judge another, thou judge me;
It's one mans worke to have a serious sight
Of his owne sinnes, and judge himselfe aright.
Lest while I judge another, thou judge me;
It's one mans worke to have a serious sight
Of his owne sinnes, and judge himselfe aright.
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