A treasury of divine raptures consisting of serious observations, pious ejaculations, select epigrams, alphabetically rank'd and fil'd by a private chaplain to the illustrious and renowned lady, Urania, the divine and heavenly muse : the first part.

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A treasury of divine raptures consisting of serious observations, pious ejaculations, select epigrams, alphabetically rank'd and fil'd by a private chaplain to the illustrious and renowned lady, Urania, the divine and heavenly muse : the first part.
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Billingsley, Nicholas, 1633-1709.
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London :: Printed by T.J. for Thomas Parkhurst ...,
1667.
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Epigrams, English.
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"A treasury of divine raptures consisting of serious observations, pious ejaculations, select epigrams, alphabetically rank'd and fil'd by a private chaplain to the illustrious and renowned lady, Urania, the divine and heavenly muse : the first part." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A28161.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 22, 2024.

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3. On Ability.
MAn can do nothing of himself, unless God give him leave, 'tis wisdom to express If God so please, to morrow we'l pursue Such and such things. Once a presumptuous Jew Said thus t'his friends, to morrow Ile be blest And crownd with mirth, the Bridal-chamber drest Resolv'd I am, to frolick out the day With my fair Bride, and who dare say me nay? And when 'tis night, I do intend to meet, My Souls delight, within the Genial Sheet; I will, I will, whether God will or no: Blasphemous wretch! to morrow gone, both go To bed, but lo! before the Game was vy'd, Death struck the jovial Bridegroom and his Bride.
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