AGAINST IRRESOLUTION AND DELAY IN MATTERS OF RELIGION. WHAT Heav'n-besiegèd heart is this Whose definition is, A Doubt 5 "Twixt life and death, 'twixt In and Out. Ah! linger not, lov'd soul: a slow And late consent was a long No. What magick-bolts, what mystick barrs. Not daring quite to live nor die. VOL. I. ૨૨ So when the Year takes cold we see Fetter'd an 1 lock'd up fast they lie In a cold self-captivity. [plore, The astonish'd Nymphs their Floud's strange fate deTo find thetas dyes their own severer shoar. Love, that lends haste to heaviest things, In you alone hath lost his wings. Look round and reade the World's wide face, 26 30 Or pattern for the pace you use ! Mark with what faith fruits answer flowers, Both winds and waters urge their way, 35 And murmure if they meet a stay. 40 Mark how the curl'd waves work and wind, pure 45 Each bigge with businesse thrusts the other, Make wings at least of their own weight, What e're Love's matter be, he moves 50 By th' even wings of his own doves, 55 As if the bargain had been driven So hardly betwixt Earth and Heaven; 65 (When one poor sigh sends for Him down) Detain Him, but He leaves behind 75 The late wings of the lazy wind, So when the Year takes cold we see Fetter'd and lock'd up fast they lie In a cold self-captivity. [plore, Th' astonish'd Nymphs their Floud's strange fate deTo find themselves their own severer shoar. Love, that lends haste to heaviest things, In you alone hath lost his wings. Look round and reade the World's wide face, 26 30 Or pattern for the pace you use ! Mark with what faith fruits answer flowers, Seed time's not all; there should be harvest too, Both winds and waters urge their way, And mu mure if they meet a stay. 40 Mark how the curl'd waves work and wind, pe 45 Each bigge with businesse thrusts the other, Make wings at least of their own weight, What e're Love's matter be, he moves By th' even wings of his own doves, 50 Lives by his own laws, and does hold 55 In grossest metalls his own gold. All things swear friends to Fair and Good Yea suitours; man alone is wo'ed, Tediously wo'ed, and hardly wone: бо As if the bargain had been driven So hardly betwixt Earth and Heaven; 65 (When one poor sigh sends for Him down) Detain Him, but He leaves behind 75 The late wings of the lazy wind, |