On Earthly Love.
FRom thee, O Heaven of glorie flowes that celestiall stream, that being taken hath power to make us forgetfull of our earthly love, the which must vanish, and alone can set us free from those tormenting pas∣sions.
Thou sweet stream, having cur'd us of those distem∣pered passions, hast then the power to work in our hearts a more peaceable and durable affection: earthly affection, ever brings distemper, sometimes distraction; but that sweet love, which thou O pearly fountain, rai∣sest in our breast, flameth in our hearts, peace, rest, joy, and it worketh a perpetuall assurance of still injoy∣ing what we love, wish, or can in heart desire.
My Lord! My soule is ravisht with the contemplati∣on of thy heavenly love; and I cannot chuse but infi∣nitely admire thy mercies to me thine unworthy ser∣vant;