Heavenly pastime, or, Pleasant observations on all the most remarkable passages throughout the Holy Bible of the Old and New Testament newly allegoriz'd in several delightful dialogues, poems, similitudes, and divine fancies / by John Dunton, author of The sickmans passing-bell.

An Imagined Dialogue between the five foo∣lish Virgins.

The Argument.

The foolish Virgins mourn their oversight, And grieve, their Lamps retain'd not Oyl to light The Bridegroom through the dark and gloomy Night.

1 V.

O! What has our Folly done? in what sad darkness are we left? how wretched! O how miserable!

2 V.

Indeed we are, though we fear'd no such matter; alass, alass what shall we do? you see com∣panions that we are shut out, not for a time, for then there was some hopes, but out for ever.

3 V.

How! For ever! O Heart-breaking news, must we never see the Bridegrrom then? no not see his Face.

4 V.

No, he has withdrawn himself, the Gates are ever closed against us, and our knocking will be vain.

5 V.

O! I am almost mad to think how foolishly we lost the happy opportunity, that would for ever have enabled us to stand in his bright presence.

1 V.

Name, name no more our fatal oversight, least it add yet to our weighty Sorrow

2 V.

Yet methinks I cannot forget the h appiness we lost, methinks the bright and dazling Idea of the lov'd Bridegroom still represents it self to my well pleased Eyes.

3 V.

And yet we never must behold him more, his Face is turned away, he knows us not, his Coun∣tenance so Amiable, so ravishing, and so transpor∣ting, will no more shine on us with Soul-inlightning Rayes, his Smiles most af••able, we never more shall be delighted with.

4 V.

Since it is so, let us retire and mourn the loss our Follies have occasioned, weep till our heads are water, and our eyes a Fountain of continual Tears.

5 V.

Weep for our Folly, fill the world with grief, Since our condition is beyond relief, Torment the Air with sighs, and loudly cry For want of Oyl, though 'tis too late to buy.