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PRISON-PIETY: OR, DIVINE POEMS.
¶ The Warning.
ALl idle thoughts from hence depart:
Let none, but what are pure in heart,
Draw neer; and those tun'd with an Air,
Supposing ev'ry page a Prayer.
¶ On Meditation.
IN Meditation let Devotion be
The Hand-maid to the Hearts Soliloquie.
The Eagle casts her eye upon the Sun,
So Contemplation doth her courses run,
Fixing the minde upon no Object less
Than the bright Beams o'th' Sun of Righteousness.
Or else unto those Birds (aspiring) rare,
The Soul contemplative I may compare,
Of whom King David worthily attests,
That by the Holy Altar build their Nests:
•…•…o Meditation's said in holy Story,
•…•…o build her Nest about the Throne of Glory.
•…•…his Bee of Paradise all days and hours
•…•…ucks Honey from the choicest Garden flowers.