The devout hart or Royal throne of the pacifical Salomon. Composed by F. St. Luzuic S.I. Translated out of Latin into English. Enlarged with incentiue by F. St. Binet of the same S. and now enriched with hymnes by a new hand

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Title: The devout hart or Royal throne of the pacifical Salomon. Composed by F. St. Luzuic S.I. Translated out of Latin into English. Enlarged with incentiue by F. St. Binet of the same S. and now enriched with hymnes by a new hand
Author: Luzvic, Stephanus, 1567-1640.
Publication: [Rouen] :: Printed by Iohn Cousturier,; 1634.
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Subject terms: Meditations -- Early works to 1800.
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THE HYMNE.
IF thou within my hart wouldst a wel;
OIESV, then what Philom••l,
Could warble with so sugred throte,
To make me listen to her note?
The Syrens of the world to me;
Would seeme to make no harmony.
When they a long a large resound
Of pleasures, thou dost them confound,
Chanting a long, a large to me,
With ecchoing voyce, Eternity!
A briefe of pleasure, with like strayne
Thou soundst a long of endl••sse payne,
The Diapason, ioyes for me,
To liue in blisse eternally.