IV Thy restlesse feet now cannot goe For vs and our eternall good, As they were euer wont. What though? They swimine, alas! in their own floud. V. Thy hand to give Thou canst not lift; Yet will Thy hand still giuing be. It giues, but 0 itself's the gift: It gives though bound; though bound 'tis free. But VI. Thy side, Thy deep-digg'd side! That hath a double Nilus going: Nor euer was the Pharian tide Half so fruitfull, half so flowing. VII. No hair so small, but payes his riuer To this Red Sea of Thy blood ; Their little channells can deliuer Somthing to the generall floud. VIII. But while I speak, whither are run All the riuers nam'd before? I counted wrong: there is but one; But O that one is one all ore. IX. Rain-swoln riuers may rise proud, They themselues are drowned too. X. This Thy blood's deluge (a dire chance, Dear Lord, to Thee) to vs is found A deluge of deliuerance; A deluge least we should be drown'd. N'ere wast Thou in a sense so sally true, NOTES AND ILLUSTRATIONS. lest The title in 1646 is On the bleeding wounds of our crucified Lord' in 1648 has 'body' for 'wounds:" in 1670 as 1646. I record these variations, &c.: St. i. lines 2 and 3, in 1646 and 1670 read From Thy hands and from Thy fees, So the SANCROFT MS. St. ii. In 1646 and 1670 this stanza is the 5th, and in line 2 hasteares' for showres. St. iii. This stanza, by some strange oversight, is wholly dropped in 1652. St. iii. not in SANCROFT Ms., and our st. ii. is the last. On one of the fly-leaves of the copy of 1646 edition in Trinity College, Cambridge, is the following contemporary Ms. epigram, which embodies the sentiment of the stanza: Taraball gives the stanza, but misplaces it after our st. vi.. overlooking that our st. ii. is in 1646 edition st. v. |