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. 12.
Can mercy come from bloody Cain? Or hath
His angry Brow a smile? or can his wrath
Be quencht with ought, but righteous Abels blood?
Can guilty Pris'ners hope for any good
From the severer Iudge, whose dismall breath
Dooms them to die, breaths nothing else but death
Ah righteous Iudge! wherein hath Man to trust?
Man hath offended, and thy Lawes are just;
Thou frownest like a Iudge, but I had rather,
That thou would'st smile upon me like a Father,
What if thy Esau be austere and rough?
Thou hast a Iacob that is smooth enough:
Thy Iacobs tender Kid brings forth a blessing,
While Esaus tedious Ven'zon is a dressing.
Thy face hath smiles, as well as frownes, by turnes;
Thy fier giveth light as well as burnes?
What if the Serpent stung old Adam dead:
Young Adam lives, to breake that Serpents head?
Iustice hath struck me with a bleeding wound,
But Mercy poures in Oyle, to make it sound.
The milk-white Lamb confounds the roaring Lion,
Blasted by Sinah, I am heal'd by Sion:
The Law finds guilty, and Death Iudgement gives,
But sure I am, that my Redeemer lives.
His angry Brow a smile? or can his wrath
Be quencht with ought, but righteous Abels blood?
Can guilty Pris'ners hope for any good
From the severer Iudge, whose dismall breath
Dooms them to die, breaths nothing else but death
Ah righteous Iudge! wherein hath Man to trust?
Man hath offended, and thy Lawes are just;
Thou frownest like a Iudge, but I had rather,
That thou would'st smile upon me like a Father,
What if thy Esau be austere and rough?
Thou hast a Iacob that is smooth enough:
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While Esaus tedious Ven'zon is a dressing.
Thy face hath smiles, as well as frownes, by turnes;
Thy fier giveth light as well as burnes?
What if the Serpent stung old Adam dead:
Young Adam lives, to breake that Serpents head?
Iustice hath struck me with a bleeding wound,
But Mercy poures in Oyle, to make it sound.
The milk-white Lamb confounds the roaring Lion,
Blasted by Sinah, I am heal'd by Sion:
The Law finds guilty, and Death Iudgement gives,
But sure I am, that my Redeemer lives.
How wretched was mans case, in those dark dayes
When Law was only read? Which Law dismayes
And, taking vantage, through the breach of it,
The Letter kills, and can no way admit
Release by pardon; for by Law we dye.
Why then hop'd man, without a reason Why?
Although there was no Sun, their Morning eyes
Saw by the Twilight, that the Sun would rise.
The Law was like a mistie Looking-Glasse,
Wherein the shadow of a Saviour was,
Treats in a darker straine by Types and Signes,
And what should passe in after-dayes, divines.
The Gospell sayes, that he is come and dead,
And thus the Riddle of the Law is read.
Gospell is Law, the Myst'ry being seal'd;
And Law is Gospell, being once reveal'd.
When Law was only read? Which Law dismayes
And, taking vantage, through the breach of it,
The Letter kills, and can no way admit
Release by pardon; for by Law we dye.
Why then hop'd man, without a reason Why?
Although there was no Sun, their Morning eyes
Saw by the Twilight, that the Sun would rise.
The Law was like a mistie Looking-Glasse,
Wherein the shadow of a Saviour was,
Treats in a darker straine by Types and Signes,
And what should passe in after-dayes, divines.
The Gospell sayes, that he is come and dead,
And thus the Riddle of the Law is read.
Gospell is Law, the Myst'ry being seal'd;
And Law is Gospell, being once reveal'd.
Experience tells us when as birth denyes
To man (through Natures oversight) his eyes,
Nature (whose curious workes are never vaine)
Supplyes them, in the power of his Braine:
So they, whose eyes were barr'd that glorious sight
Of the Messiah's day, receiv'd more Light,
(Inspired by the breath of Heaven) then they,
That heard the tydings of that happy day.
To man (through Natures oversight) his eyes,
Nature (whose curious workes are never vaine)
Supplyes them, in the power of his Braine:
So they, whose eyes were barr'd that glorious sight
Of the Messiah's day, receiv'd more Light,
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That heard the tydings of that happy day.
The man, that with a sharpe contracted eye,
Lookes in a cleere Perspective-Glasse, doth spie
Objects remote, which to the sense appeare
(Through help of the Perspective) seeming neere.
So they that liv'd within the Lawes Dominion,
Did heare farre off, a bruit and buzz'd Opinion,
A Saviour one day should be borne; but he
That had a Perspective of Faith, might see
That long-expected day of joy as cleere,
As if the triumph had beene then kept there.
Lord, so direct me in thy perfect Way,
That I may looke, and smile upon that Day:
O! bathe me in his blood, spunge every staine,
That I may boldly sue my Counter-paine:
O! make me glorious in the doome he gives,
For sure I am, that my Redeemer lives.
Lookes in a cleere Perspective-Glasse, doth spie
Objects remote, which to the sense appeare
(Through help of the Perspective) seeming neere.
So they that liv'd within the Lawes Dominion,
Did heare farre off, a bruit and buzz'd Opinion,
A Saviour one day should be borne; but he
That had a Perspective of Faith, might see
That long-expected day of joy as cleere,
As if the triumph had beene then kept there.
Lord, so direct me in thy perfect Way,
That I may looke, and smile upon that Day:
O! bathe me in his blood, spunge every staine,
That I may boldly sue my Counter-paine:
O! make me glorious in the doome he gives,
For sure I am, that my Redeemer lives.
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