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Poetick miscellanies of Mr John Rawlet, B.D. and late lecturer of S. Nicholas Church in the town and county of New-Castle upon Tine
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Rawlet, John, 1642-1686.; White, Robert, 1645-1703.
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to make Their beams set in array adorn the Skie As if they did Nights black approach defie This cold which freezeth us it does but clear The Air and make their brightness more appear Let these fair Stars be patterns unto thee And teachers too shewing what thou should'st be When sacred Providence the Heavenly Law Made up of Love and Wisdom shall withdraw That pleasing Sun-shine of prosperity Which from thy Cradle hath attended thee And by its Revolutions shall this state Into afflictions dark cold night translate Or if thy body sickness should confine To a dark room to languish there and pine In pain or malice should attempt thy fame And with black Slanders strive to cloud thy name Or what 's thought worse than either should thou be Stark naked stript and pincht by Poverty Or shouldst thou be for some great merit sent To a dark Prison or a Banishment Then muster all thy powers up O my Soul Whose shining may these Clouds of Night controul Let all these oppositions serve to raise But greater Trophies to thy virtue's Praise Virtue like valour is a thing ne're known If in encountring dangers never shown Now let a bright unspotted innocence In sweet Contentment Courage Patience Shed its mild beams let Hope and Joy display Lustres which turn night into lightsome day So shall the Darkness as a foil be friend Thy Beauty and a greator glory lend So thy Eclipse shall but attract more Eyes So from oppression thou shalt greater rise So by our treading thrives the Chamomil As if our feet did but manure the Soil Nor is affliction 's night the only case Wherein thy brightness should the dark shades chase But when my Soul temptations unto Sin Like foggy darkning mists shall from within Or from without arise striving to stain And fully thee with guilt then ler disdain Break forth in virtuous Sparklings and dispel Those noysome Vapours which arise from Hell Yea when at last that King of terrors Death Shall summon thee to yield thy utmost Breath And with its dismal shape strive to affright Thee with the horror of eternal night With an undaunted mind his Message hear With chearful smiling looks his presence hear Dread not his aspect turn not from his Dart But with resolvedness present thy Heart Thy Heart now burning most with Heavenly fire Which Heavenwards wafts thee there thou shalt expire True Phoenix in the flames of Love and Joy Death shall not hurt thee thou shalt it destroy And though to Mortal Eyes thou disappear Thou shalt shine brighter in an higher Sphear Even like these Stars thou n'ere shalt find a Night But shalt be swallowed up in greater Light. A Description of True Prayer whether with a Form or without GOD is a Spirit and in Spirit will By us be Worshipp'd But this Holy skill Of Worshipping aright is not an Art Of Words from Brain or Book but in the Heart 'T is plac'd An Heart that with the Lips doth move Venting the breathings of its inward Love. An Heart that 's awed with greatest Reverence Which may consist with filial Confidence An Heart whose ardent longings do aspire After those Blessings which our Tongues desire And puts upon endeavours to attain The grace we crave which else we crave in vain This Heart prays right such Cordial Prayers as these Profit our selves and do our Maker please Thus let us pray and when we end our days Prayer shall be chang'd for everlasting Praise How to get and keep a quiet Mind in all Conditions WOuldst thou enjoy an easie quiet mind Let thy own will to God's will be resign'd Follow his conduct serve him with delight With Pious awe live still as in his sight Banish fond Dreams of earthly happiness With Prudence use the Goods thou dost possess To Proud and Sickly Fancy give no place But follow Nature over-ruled by Grace Nature craves little Grace sometimes takes less Pride Avarice and Lust demand excess Examine well all earthly things and see Thy love but to their worth proportion'd be Let not excess of Joy corrupt thy mind Pleasures too luscious leave a sting behind Regarding this World as a Travellers Stage Seek the delight but of a Pilgrimage Converse with thy own mind get so much leisure As oft to entertain thy self with pleasure Whom Crouds of Men and business still employ Such not themselves nor Friends nor God enjoy In all enjoyments most God's goodness taste In all designs make him the first and last Let Joys and Pains both quicken holy Love And earnest longings after God above Never depend on things without thy power Things which chance may time quickly will devour Calmly forethink what evils may betide Not to torment thy self but to provide Courage and Comfort which attend the Wise Whilst common changes are no great surprise To rule the outward World never design This is God's work to rule thy Passions thine Doing thy part leave all to him who knows How all events most wisely to dispose All thy desires make known to God in Prayer And then alone on God cast all thy care Mind not the World's opinion much nor grow Unhappy meerly 'cause Men think thee so Their thoughts or words can leave no mark behind Thy self dost make th' impression on thy mind If thou feel real smart make it not more Anger and Grief do but increase the Sore Know that the greatest hurts are from within And misery proceeds only from Sin. Sin above all things flee and never cease Till thou with God thro' Christ hast made thy Peace And all thy Life pursue that innocence And usefulness which inward joyes dispence Grow in all Grace chiefly in Holy Love To God and Man which fits for Heaven above In hope whereof rejoyce and so partake The first-fruits of those joys which Heaven do make Yea now the Soul that with his God doth dwell By Faith and Love finds Heaven within a Cell Then wholly live on God make him thy all With Faith and Patience waiting for Death's call Thy Soul thus fixt nothing can much annoy Till God shall fix thee in eternal joy A PRESERVATIVE AGAINST Temptations to Sin. REmember when Temptations do begin Satan would have God would not have thee sin Satan and God about thee do contend Which do'st thou think thy Foe and which thy Friend Thy Flesh be sure with Satan soon will joyn Wilt thou with both against thy God combine O horrid and unheard of Treachery to close Against our dearest Friend with Mortal Foes Against our Friend who came to give us aid Lest we to those our Foes should be betray'd Shall Satan by thy help obtain the day Whil'st God as griev'd and conquer'd goes away Shall Satan be imbrac'd whilst God shall be Resisted so that he will flie from thee What shall the Spirit 's movings on our Hearts Be quencht and not the Devils fiery Darts Remember then the best and worst of sin Thy Flesh and Satan take delight therein Both thy sore Enemies But then
which reconciles The Savage Beasts and angry Elements Turns rage and fury into friendly smiles And mischief either conquers or prevents To him vvho doth the great Creator love The World of creatures all vvill harmless prove This Armour 's strong tho light a Coat of Mail Not to be pierc'd by Bullet or by Steel It gives a strength o're vvhich nought can prevail May I its force vvithin my breast but feel Fearless I 'le follovv vvhither Fate shall call Smiling I 'l bear vvhatever shall befall Place me on Northern Hills of frozen Snovv On vvhich the Pole-star doth directly stand There will I give the love and praise I owe To him whose love makes that a pleasant Land. 'Gainst frosts and Snows Love is the only charm These flames melt Snows these flames my breast shall warm Or throw me on the parched Lybian Sands Where flaming Sun-beams do the Trav'ler burn Love all Divine those scorching heats withstands Gods Love will Deserts to a Garden turn His Smiles his Words are Fountains Shades and Breeze Each place is Paradice when I have these No Winter frosts this holy Love shall chill No prosp'rous Summer's heat shall it abate But higher it shall flame and higher still Till it to Heav'n my Soul in Flames translate God's Love is all I crave in Heaven above On Earth below I only craves Gods Love. Lib. 1. Martial Epigram 6 tum AN Eagle once a Child aloft did bear The Child secure the Eagle most in fear Thus Caesars Lions sport them with their Prey The Hare in their wide Mouth doth safely play Which then the greater Wonder shall be thought A mighty Power each to pass hath brought Jove did the first the latter Caesar wrought For M. M. upon her Recovery when at Antwerp OH praise the Lord my Soul humbly adore The riches of his Grace which more and more To me his Handmaid hath been still exprest Let Love and Praise be equally encreast 'T was God who first did Life and Reason give By him I am preserv'd in him I live His Mercy and his Pow'r did lately save My Soul from Death my Body from the Grave 'T is just I to my God should wholly live Who hath renew'd the Life he first did give Thou that didst make me put my mind in frame Make me thy Servant who thy Creature am As thou hast lately made my Body whole So do much more for my more precious Soul. What thou hast wrought without now work within My pain is gone Lord cleanse me from my Sin Thy healthful Spirit upon me bestow That I in Grace may daily stronger grow So strengthen me that I may walk in ways Of Holiness and Peace through all my daies Till thou shalt take me hence to live above In endless Joys with thee the God of Love. Written on Dr. Patrick's Devout Christian given to a Friend IN Prayer the Tongue hath but the lesser part Devotion 's chiefly seated in the Heart This with our Lips we humbly must express And in our Lives by serious Holiness They who on Earth with Heart Lips Life adore Their God in Heav'n shall praise him evermore Whilst then our Pray'rs begin and end the Day Let 's daily live as strictly as we pray Au Epitaph design'd for that most excellently accomplisht and Publick-spirited Gentleman William Banks Esq of Winstantly in Lancashire who died at Chastleton in Oxfordshire Iuly 6. 76. UNder this Monument the Reliques lie Of a Great Man all that of him could die Who whilst he liv'd liv'd to the noblest ends To serve his God his Country and his Friends Wherefore his God his Friends his Country give Freedom from Death and make him still to live His Soul with God in Regions lives above In Regions like his Soul all Peace and Love With dearest Friends his precious Memory Lives fresh and fragrant nor with them shall die His grateful Country doth preserve his name Just Praises and true Tears Embalm the same His lovely Picture still hath Life and Breath In hopeful Children so small Power hath Death Over good Men who when they seem to yield Then like their dying Lord they win the Field Only the Grave in peace retains their Dust Until the Resurrection of the Just. Multis ille bonis flebilis occidit Nulli flebilior quam mihi On A. M. a tender Infant HEre Sweetness lies and Innocence whose Breath Was stopt by early not unfriendly Death She 's gone to rest just as she did begin Sorrow to know before she knew to sin Death that doth Sin and Sorrow thus prevent Is the next Blessing to a Life well spent ON Bishop WILKINS'S Picture Decemb. 30. 82. THis is his Shadow who was once the Glory And Pillar of our British Church whose Story Ages to come shall wondring read this Age Shall mourn his death tremble at its presage He was all that which makes men great and good But 's loss will make his Worth best understood His just Description I no more can give Than th' Painter can make this his Picture live His truer Picture lives within my mind And in the pious Works he left behind In both my sorrows some relief shall find Till his great Soul ere long I meet above Amongst blest Spirits in Heav'nly Joy and Love. True Beauty LET blind Admirers handsom Faces praise And graceful Features to great Honour raise The Glories of the red and white express I know no beauty but in Holiness If God of beauty be the uncreate Perfect Idea in this lower State The greatest beauties of an human mold Who most resemble Him we justly hold Whom we resemble not in flesh and blood But being pure and holy just and good May such a Beauty fall but to my share For Curious Shape or Face I ne're shall care On my Picture SEE here the Shadow of another Shade Which like its Picture soon away will fade To Worms and Moths a Portion soon will fall Both short-liv'd Copy and Original And yet rejoice my Friends since th' unseen mind Lives when dead Shades and Corps are lest behind And shall we be concern'd what will become Of fading Faces rotten Bones and Tomb Whilst th' unseen Mind whose form no art can draw Exempted is from Deaths severer Law Virtue doth Life and lasting Beauty give Virtue and virtuous minds for ever live With God they live in joys together where Of losing God Joys Friends is no more fear Rejoice then Friends this Glory make your choice Always do good always in God rejoice FINIS Books Written by Mr. John Rawlet B. D. and sold by Samuel Tidmarsh in Cornhil A Treatise of Sacramental Covenanting with Christ shewing the ungodly their contempt of Christ in their contempt of the Sacramental Covenant With a Preface chiefly designed for the satisfaction of Dissenters and to exhort all men to Peace and Vnity An Explication of the Creed the Ten Commandments and the Lords Prayer with the addition of some Forms of Prayer A Dialogue betwixt two Prorestants in answer to a Popish Catechise called a short Catechism against all Sectaries plainly shewing That the Members of the Church of England are no Sectaries but true Catholicks and that our Church is a sound part of Christ's holy Catholick Church in whose Communion therefore the People of this Nation are most strictly bound in Conscience to remain The Christian Monitor containing an earnest Exhortation to an Holy Life with some directions in order thereto written in a plain and easie Stile for all sorts of people Poetick Miscellanies