Quarles' emblems, divine and moral- together with hieroglyphics of the life of man (1800) (14744865651)

Identifier: quarlesemblemsdi00quar (find matches)
Title: Quarles' emblems, divine and moral: together with hieroglyphics of the life of man
Year: 1800 (1800s)
Authors: Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644
Subjects: Emblems
Publisher: London : Printed for Alex. Hogg
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign



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, and my woesNo end ? my pains no eafe ? no intermiffion ?Is this the ftate, is this the fad conditionOf thofe that truft thee j will ^hy goodnefs plcafaTallow no other favors ? none but thefe ?Will not the rh^tric of nry tofmelits move fAre thefe th^ fymptoms, thefe the fignp of love IIst not enough^ eAiovigh that I fulfill.The toilfQnp?! uik of itby Uberjowp wiJl fMay not this labor expiate and purgeMy fin, without thaddition of a fcourge ?Look on my cloudy brow, how faft it rainsSad (howrs of fweat, the fruits of fruitleils pains:Behold thefe ridges, fee what purple furrowsThy plough has made; O think upon thofe forrowiThat once were thine j O wilt thou not be woo*dTo mercy by the charms of fweat and blood ?Canft thou forget that drowfy mount whereinThy dull difciples flept ? was not my finThere punifhd in thy foul ? Did not this browThen fweat in thine I were not thofe drops enow ?Remember Golgotha, where that fpring-tideOerflowd thy fovreign, facramental fide: 3 Ther* BM.^»i/-.4
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PraI1n.25.18.JieJu^d. OZord, rm Xnlvnr and my Taut; Furgire mv Struv; tfiv cha^ftnitigJTcuidrestrain. Book in. EMBLEMS. ti^ There was no fin, there was no guilt in thee, (me.That causd thofe pains; thou fweatft, thou bledlt forWas there not blood enough, when one fmall dropHad pow*r to ranfom thoufand worlds, and ftop^The mouth of juftice? Lord, I bled beforeIn thy deep wounds ; can juftice challenge more ?Or doft thou vainly labor to hedge inThy loflbs from my fides ? my blood is thin^And thy ((ee bounty fcorns fuch eafy thrift;No, no, thy blood came not as loan, but gift.But muft I ever grind ? and muit 1 earnNothing but ftripes ? O wilt thou difaltern*The reft thou gavft ? haft thou perusd the curfeThou laidfl on Adams fall, and made it worfe ?Canft thou rep>ent c^ mercy ? Heavn thought goodLoft man fhould feed in fweat; not work in blood :Why doft thou woued thalready wounded breaft f,Ah me ) my life is but a pain at beft :I am but dying duft : my days a fpan ;What pleafure tak