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And as thy braine through bonye walls doth vent By suturis which a crosses forme present; So when thy braine works, ere thou vtter itt Crosse, and correct Concupissence of witt. Bee covetous of Crosses, lett none fall. Crosse no man els, but crosse thy selfe in all. Then doth the Crosse of Christ worke fruitefullye With in our Harts when wee loue Harmeleslye, That Crosses, Pictures; mvch, and with more care That crosses Children which our crosses are.| Sleep sleep old Svnne, thou canst not haue repast As yett the wound, thou tookst on Frydaie last. Sleepe then and rest: the world may beare thy staie A better Sun rose before thee to daie. Who not content to enlighten all that dwell On the Earths face, as thou enlightenedst Hell, And made the darke fires languish in that Vale As att thy presence here our fires grow pale, Whose bodye havinge walkt on Earth, and now Hastinge to Heauen would that hee might allowe Him selfe vnto all Stations, and fill all, For these three daies become A Mynerall Hee was all Gould, when hee lay downe, but rose All tincture, And doth not alone dispose Leaden, and Iron wills to good, but is Of powre to make, even sinfull flesh like his. Had one of those whose credulous Pietie Thought, that A Soule, one might discerne, and see [CW: Go from] |
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