Indulg`d by ev`ry active thought When upwards they wou`d fly Nor can Ambition be a fault If plac`d above the sky When humbld first we meekly crave Remission for the past We from the fore-tasts which we have May guesse our Joys at last Then let my Contemplation soar And Heav`n my Subject be Though low on Earth in nature poor Some prospect we may see And now that scene before me stands And large Possessions there Where none usurps anothers Lands {1} And Theives we do not fear All Care all Sorrow all Surprise Fly from that World of peace Where tears are wip`d from clouded Eyes And Sighs for ever cease Decay or Sicknesse find no place In that untainted Air But still th`incorruptable Face {2} Shall as at first be fair Agility in pace or flight The Blessed shall convey Where e`re the Lamb more fair then light {3} Shall lead the radiant way Whilst Praises in Seraphick Sounds {4} The blisful road shall trace And musick seem to passe the bounds Even of unbounded Space Such balmy Odours shall disperse As from the Bridegroom`s pores {5} The holy Canticles rehearse {6} Fell on the Bolts and Doors When to his Spouse the well belov`d More white then Jordans Flocks {7} Spake whilest her hand the Barrs remov`d And dew-drops fill`d his locks The Crosse shall there triumphant rise And ev`ry Eye shall scan That promis`d Ensign in the skies Close by the Son of Man With Christ there Charles`s Crown shall meet {8} Which Martirdom adorns And prostrate lye beneath his feet My Coronet of Thorns The Lord to whom my life is joyn`d For Conscience here opprest Shall there full retribution find And none his Claimes molest Hypocrisy and feign`d pretence To cover foul Dissigns Shall blusshing fly as far from thence As to the deepest Mines We there shall know the use of Foes Whom here we have forgiven When we shall thank them for those woes Which pav`d our way to Heaven There all good things that we have mist With Int`rest shall return Whilst those who have each wish possest Shall for that fullnesse mourn There Coventry of Tufton`s Line {9} For piety renown`d Shall in transcending virtues Shine And Equally be Crown`d Around her shall the Chains be spread Of Captives she has freed And ev`ry Mouth that she has fed Shall testify the deed Whilst Scools supplied to mend our youth Shall on the List be shown A Daughter and a Mother both In Her the Church shall own The Gospell crosse the seas rehearst By her diffusive aid And fifty-thousand pounds dispers`d Shall there be largely paid My Heart by her supporting Love In all its Cares upheld For that, to see her Crown improve With transports shall be fill`d From Gratitude what graces flow What endlesse pleasures spring From Prayers whilst we remain below Above whilst Praise we Sing And Mammon wert thou well employ`d {10} What Mansions might be wonne Whilst Woolsey`s Pallace lyes destroy`d {11} And Marlbrough`s is not done. {12} Whilst to this Heav`n my Soul Aspires All Suff`rings here are light He travells pleas`d who but desires A Sweet Repose at Night.SourceThe script ran 0.002 seconds.
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