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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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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Luzvic, Stephanus, 1567-1640.
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[Rouen] :: Printed by Iohn Cousturier,
1634.
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Meditations -- Early works to 1800.
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"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." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A06534.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 18, 2024.
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THE PREAMBLE
to the Meditation.
LOrd enter then into the Tower
set open to thee, and dismantled
wholy; which thou long since hast
purchased with the price of thy
bloud, and in this thy triumphal
entry, as it were, so shoot forth the
diuine rayes of thy countenance,
that the clouds being vanished quite
and slunck away, the strange por∣tents
of vices, and restles Enemyes,
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which lurke therein, may be con∣strayned
to fly away. Search Lord
with thee shinīg lamp of thy know∣ledge
al the hidden corners of this
thy Sanctuary. Ay-me! what hor∣rible
beasts haue we here? What
harpyes, what hydreas, or other
monsters, more foule and virulent
then these, harbour in this Porch of
Hel? Ambition auarice, those base
and detestable beasts, here set vp
their rests here the ominous screech∣oules,
here the black and fatal pro∣geny
of rauens, haue built their nest.
Oh! my Dearly beloued, goe on;
Search with thy lanternea 1.1 the clo∣sest
corners of the hart, and disco∣uering
the swarine of lewd concu∣piscences,
which here euen pester
the miserable hart, crush & destroy
them quite. I haue groan'd to thee
long, but hitherto my sighs were
intercepted, and the broken sound
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of my strayn'd voyce, the stronger
out-cryes of the Enemyes, haue so
choaked and stifled, as we could
not be heard. Aboue al things (for
hence must you begin) survey, and
illumine, my God, the abstruse and
winding corners of my mind; and
bringing in the light of the know∣ledge
banish thence foule ignorāce
of things euen necessary for the
conseruation of thy Sanctuary. Alas
what a faint and languishing light
of faith haue we here? vnles it bor∣row
force of thy light, it cannot dis∣sipate
the fogs, nigh palpable,
which here haue place: whereas if
thou shal but shead the lightest
beame of thy presence thereinto,
streight shal infidelity, apostasy,
ignorance of thy mysteries, or any
other errour blinding the mind, euen
banish quite.
Goe forward then, bring thou
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thy clearest lamp, into the inmost
cabins of my wil. Alas! how foule
it is? How like it is Augias sta∣ble,
or a sty for Swine? I blush the∣reat.
How crooked and vntoward
is my wil from thine, my God, who
are euen rectitude, sanctity and
goodnes it-self? Correct, direct
this crookednes of mine; frame my
vowes and effects to the most iust
square and norme of thy diuine wil.
But now bring that both of thine
into the regions of the memory. Ay∣me!
what corners and windings
haue we here againe, of braw∣les,
of enmityes, which frequent
thoughts of iniuries feede, foster, &
cherish, whereas indeed they should
not once be thought vpon. But as
soone as thou shalt shine therein I
know wel those foule notes of in∣gratitude,
vnmindfulnes of benefits;
memory of ini••ries, deeply rooted,
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shal cleane be expunged thence: Goe
further now if you please, into those
blind holes, search there with in
those blacke and vgly dens; I say
those secret allyes of the hart and
bowels. Oh how I tremble-at it, to
see how many snakes there are!
What spiders, what scorpions, and
other such like plagues, and alas!
what a huge swarme there is of
them? How many busy buzzing
gnats; peeuish wasps, il-fauoured
butterflyes! What a vast throng of
wormes there is, and what a stench
from thence exhales to heauen∣wards!
O thou most burning Sunne, who
with da••ting of thy rayes hereto∣fore,
didst sodainly scortch and
wither the greene and flourishing
Iuy,b 1.2 soake and dry vp the no∣xious
humour of concupiscence,
which enuirons the hart, til thou
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hast quite exhausted al. The cloudy
Pillarc 1.3 in times past, detecting
a farre off, the snares of the Enemy,
as a faithful Guide of the way,
went before and conducted the peo∣ple;
So let thy heauenly rayes of
thy countenance strike then with a
dread and horrour, who haue the
face, or rather are so impudent, as
to dare once hostily to inuade the
hart by thee so rescued, saued, and
purchased for thy self. Be there no
night hereafter in this place, but
let a cloudles, seren, and perpetual
day here raigne: and as in the seats
of the blessed Spirits, the Sunne,
nor Phebe's face is to be seen, but thou
Sunne of iustice plac'd in the midst
of a most bright and quiet King∣dome;
spreadst round about and
sendst forth a glorious light:d 1.4
so, (I beseech thee) shine, burne,
and flame forth in this little orbe of
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my hart, O immense light, O date∣les
and infinit verity of my God.