Quarles' Emblems

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James Nisbet and Company, 1861 - Emblems - 321 pages
 

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Page 279 - I love the sea, — she is my fellow-creature, My careful purveyor; she provides me store; She walls me round; she makes my diet greater; She wafts my treasure from a foreign shore: But, Lord of oceans, when compared with thee, What is the ocean or her wealth to me?
Page 85 - FALSE world, thou ly'st : thou canst not lend The least delight : Thy favours cannot gain a friend, They are so slight : Thy morning pleasures make an end To please at night : Poor are the wants that thou supply'st : And yet thou vaunt'st, and yet thou vy'st With Heaven ; fond earth, thou boast'st ; false world, thou ly'st.
Page 271 - And restless beats his crystal'd iv'ry case, With vain impatience jets from place to place, And seeks the bosom of his frozen bride ; At length he slacks his motion, and doth rest His trembling point at his bright pole's beloved breast.
Page 181 - Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little, Before I go whence I shall not return, Even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death; A land of darkness, as darkness itself; And of the shadow of death, without any order, And where the light is as darkness.
Page 280 - In having all things, and not thee, what have I? Not having thee, what have my labours got? Let me enjoy but thee, what further crave I? And having thee alone, what have I not? I wish nor sea nor land ; nor would I be Possessed of heaven, heaven unpossessed of thee.
Page 185 - Behold these rags ; am I a fitting guest To taste the dainties of thy royal feast, With hands and face unwash'd, ungirt, unblest ? First, let the Jordan streams, that find supplies From the deep fountain of my heart, arise, And cleanse my spots, and clear my lep'rous eyes. I have a world of sins to be lamented ; I have a sea of tears that must be vented : O spare till then ; and then I die contented.
Page 113 - CAN nothing settle my uncertain breast, And fix my rambling love ? Can my affections find out nothing best, But still and still remove ? Has earth no mercy? Will no ark of rest Receive my restless dove ? Is there no good, than which there's nothing higher, To bless my full desire With joys that never change ; with joys that ne'er expire...
Page 184 - My short-liv'd winter's day ; hour eats up hour ; Alas ! the total's but from eight to four. Behold these lilies (which thy hands have made Fair copies of my life, and open laid To view) how soon they droop, how soon they fade ! Shade not that dial, night will blind too soon ; My non-aged day already points to noon...
Page 280 - To heaven's high city I direct my journey, Whose spangled suburbs entertain mine eye ; Mine eye, by contemplation's great attorney, Transcends the crystal pavement of the sky : But what is heaven, great God, compared to Thee ' Without Thy presence heaven's no heaven to me.
Page 125 - And I will make an everlasting covenant with them, that I will not turn away from them, to do them good; but I will put my fear in their hearts, that they shall not depart from me.

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