MEDIT. V.
Vpon the sudden withering of a Rose.
BEeing with my friend in a Garden, we gathered each of us a Rose; he handled his tenderly, smel'd to it but sel∣dom and sparingly, I alwayes kept it to my nose, or squeezed it in my hand, whereby in a very short time, it lost both co∣lour and sweetness, but his still remained as sweet and fra∣grant as if it had been growing upon its own root. These Roses said I, are the true emblems of the best and sweetest creature-enjoyments in the world; which being moderate∣ly and cautiously used and enjoyed, may for a long time yield sweetness to the Possessor of them; but if once the affecti∣ons seize too greedily upon them, and squeeze them too hard, they quickly wither in our hands, and we lose the comfort of them; and that either through the souls surfeiting upon them, of the Lord's righteous and just removal of them, be∣cause of the excess of our affections to them; earthly com∣••orts, like pictures, shew best at a due distance. It was there∣fore a good saying of Homer, 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉 &c.