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.
- Author
- Billingsley, Nicholas, 1633-1709.
- Publication
- 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 18, 2024.
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Page 167
However like the lower Orb there's none,
But have a nat'ral motion of our own,
From good to ill; let's let the pow'r above us,
The all-wise God, from ev'l to good to move us,
Who ever is the same; we must endeavour
To be like him, so shall we live for ever.
¶ Better it were never to have begun,
Than not continue till the race be run.
¶ Vain is alas, the running of that soul,
Who faints before he cometh to the Goal.
Not to go forward in Gods way, is to
Go backward; many begin well, but few
End so; it tendeth to perfection▪
To consummate what we have well begun;
Lifes crown is given to such as persevere,
As good never a whit, as ne're the near.