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A43639	Schola cordis, or, The heart of it selfe, gone away from God brought back againe to him & instructed by him in 47 emblems.	Harvey, Christopher, 1597-1663.; Haeften, Benedictus van, 1588-1648. Schola cordis.; Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644.	1647 (1647)	Wing H183; ESTC R13211	45,471	208

admitted in my sight And to partake of mine eternall light 2. My Will's the rule of righteousnesse as free From errour as uncertainty What I would have is just Thou must desire What I require And take it upon trust If thou preferre thy will to mine The levell's lost and thou go'st out of line 3. Do'st thou not see how thine heart turnes aside And leanes toward thy self How wide A distance there is here Untill I see Both sides agree Alike with mine 't is cleer The middle is not where 't should be Likes something better though it looke at me 4. I that know best how to dispose of thee Would have thy portion poverty Lest wealth should make thee proud And me forget But thou hast set Thy voyce to cry aloud For riches and unlesse I grant All that thou wishest thou complain'st of want 5. I to preserve thine health would have thee fast From Natures dainties lest at last Thy senses sweet delight Should end in smart But thy vaine heart Will have its appetite Pleased to day though grief and sorrow Threaten to cancell all thy joyes to morrow 6. I to prevent thine hurt by clining high Would have thee be content to lie Quiet and safe below Where peace doth dwell But thou dost swell With vast desires as though A little blast of vulgar breath Were better then deliverance from death 7. I to procure thine happinesse would have Thee mercy at mine hands to crave But thou dost merit plead And wilt have none But of thine owne Till Justice strike thee dead Thus still thy wand'ring wayes decline And all thy crooked ●… go crosse to mine Embleme 24. The renewing of the Heart EZEK. 36.26 A new heart will I give you and a new spirit will I put within you Epigr. 24. ARt thou delighted with strange novelties Which often prove but old fresh garnisht lies Leave then thine old take the new heart I give thee Condemne thy self that so I may reprieve thee ODE 24. 1. No no I see There is no remedy An heart that wants both weight and worth That 's fill'd with naught but empty hollownesse And screw'd aside with stubborne wilfulnesse Is onely fit to be cast forth Nor to be given me Nor kept by thee 2. Then let it goe And if thou wilt bestow An acceptable heart on me I 'll furnish thee with one shall serve the turne Both to be kept and given which will burne With zeale yet not consumed be Nor with a scornfull eye Blast standers by 3. The heart that I Will give thee though it lie Buri'd in seas of sorrowes yet Will not be drown'd with doubt or discontent Though sad complaints sometimes may give a vent To grief and teares the checks may wet Yet it exceeds their art To hurt this heart 4. The heart I give Though it desire to live And bath it self in all content Yet will not toyle or taint it self with any Although it take a view and tast of many It feeds on few as though it meant To break fast only here And dine elsewhere 5. This heart is fresh And new an heart of flesh Not as thine old one was of stone A lively sp'ritly heart and moving still Active to what is good but slow to ill An heart that with a sigh and grone Can blast all worldly joyes As trifling toyes 6. This heart is sound And solid will be found 'T is not an empty ayrie flash That baites at Butterflies and with full cry Opens at ev'ry flirting vanity It sleights and scornes such paltry trash But for eternity Dares live or die 7. I know thy mind Thou seek'st content to find In such things as are new and strange Wander no further then lay by thine old Take the new heart I give thee and be bold To boast thy self of the exchange And say that a new heart Exceeds all art Embleme 25. The enlightening of the Heart PSAL. 34.5 They looked unto him and were lightened Epigr. 25. THou that art Light of lights the onely sight Of the blind world lend me thy saving light Disperse those mists which in my soule have made Darkenesse as deepe as hells eternall shade ODE 25. 1. Alas that I Could not before espie The soule-confounding misery Of this more then Egyptian dreadfull night To be deprived of the light And to have eyes but eyes devoid of sight As mine have been is such a woe As he alone can know That feeles it so 2. Darknesse hath been My God and me between Like an opacous doubled skreen Through which nor light nor heat could passage sind Grosse ignorance hath made my mind And understanding not bleer-ey'd but blind My will to all that 's good is cold Nor can I though I would Doe what I should 3. No now I see There is no remedy Lest in my self it cannot be That blind men in the darke should find the way To blessednesse although they may Imagine that high midnight is noone-day As I have done till now they 'll know At last unto their woe 'T was nothing so 4. Now I perceive Presumption doth bereave Men of all hope of helpe and leave Them as it finds them drown'd in misery Despairing of themselves to cry For mercy is the only remedy That sinne-sicke soules can have to pray Against this darknesse may Turne it to day 5. Then unto thee Great Lord of light let me Direct my prayer that I may see Thou that did'st make mine eyes canst soone restore That pow'r of fight they had before And if thou seest it good canst give them more The night will quickly shine like day If thou doe but display One glorious ray 6. I must confesse And I can doe no lesse Thou art the Sun of righteousnesse There 's healing in thy wings thy light is life My darkenesse death To end all ●…rise Be thou mine husband let me be thy wife Then both the light and life that 's thine Though light and life divine Will all be mine Embleme 26 The table of the Heart IER. 31.33 I will put my Law in their inward parts and write it in their hearts Epigr. 26. IN the soft table of thine heart I 'll write A new Law which I newly will ind te Hard stony tables did containe the old But tender leaves of flesh shall this infold ODE 26. 1. What will thy fight Availe thee or my light If there be nothing in thine heart to see Acceptable to me A self-writ heart will not Please me or doe thee any good I wot The paper must be thine The writing mine 2. What I indite 'T is I alone can write And write in bookes that I my self have made 'T is not an easie trade To read or write in hearts They that are skilfull in all other arts When they take this in hand Are at a stand 3. My Law of old Tables of stone did hold Wherein I writ what I before had spoken Yet were they quickly broken A signe the Covenant Contain'd in them would due

ob●…ervance want Nor did they long remaine Coppy'd again 4. But now I 'll try What force in flesh doth lie Whether thine heart renew'd afford a place Fit for my Law of grace This covenant is better Then that though glorious of the killing letter This gives life not by merit But by my Spirit 5. When in mens hearts And their most inward parts I by my Spirit write my Law of love They then begin to move Not by themselves but me And their obedience is their liberty There are no slaves but those That serve their foes 6. When I have writ My Covenant in it View thine heart by my light and thou shalt fee A present fit for me The worth for which I look Lies in the lines not in the leaves of th book Course paper may be lin'd With words refin'd 7. And such are mine No furnace can resine The choisest silver so to make it pure As my Law put in ●… Purgeth the hearts of men Which being rul'd and written with my Pen My Spirit ev'ry letter Will make them better Embleme 27. The tilling of the Heart EZEK. 36.9 I will turne unto you and yee shall be tilled and sowne Epigr. 27. MIne heart 's a field thy crosse a plow be pleas'd Dear Spouse to till it till the mould be rais'd Fit for the seeding of thy Word then sow And if thou shine upon it it will grow ODE 27. 1. So now me thinks I find Some better vigour in my mind My will begins to move And mine affections stirre towards things above Mine heart growes bigge with hope it is a field That some good fruit may yeeld If it were till'd as it should be Not by my self but thee 2. Great Husbandman whose pow'r All difficulties can devour And doe what likes thee best Let not thy field mine heart lie lay and rest Lest it be over-runne with noysome weeds That spring of their own seeds Unlesse thy grace the growth should stoppe Sinne would be all my croppe 3. Break up my fallow ground That there may not a clod be found To hide one root of finne Apply thy plow betime now now beginne To furrow up my stiffe and starvy heart No matter for the smart Al though it roare when it is rent Let not thine hand relent 4. Corruption 's rooted deep Showres of repentaut teares must steep The mould to make it soft It must be stirr'd and turn'd not once but oft Let it have all its feasons O impart The best of all thine art For of it self it is so tough All will be but enough 5. Or if it be thy will To teach me let me learne the skill My self to plow mine heart The profit will be mine and 't is my part To take the paines and labour though th' encrease Without thy blessing cease If fit for nothing else yet thou May'st make me draw thy Plow 6. Which of thy Plowes thou wilt For then hast more then one My guilt Thy wrath thy rods are all ●… fit to ●… mine heart to pieces small And when in ●…●… prehends thee neer 'T is furrowed with fear Each weed turn'd under hides its head And shewes as it were dead 7. But Lord thy blessed passion Is a Plow of another fashion Better then all the rest Oh fasten me to that and let the best Of all my powers strive to draw it in And leave no roome for finne The vertue of thy death can make Sinne its fast hold forsake Embleme 28. The seeding of the Heart LVKE 8.15 That on the good ground are they which with an honest and good heart having heard the Word keep it and bring forth fruit with patience Epigr. 28. Lest the field of mine heart should unto thee Great Husbandman that mad'st it barren be Manure the ground then come thy self and seed it And let thy servants water it and weed it ODE 28. 1. Nay blessed Lord Unlesse thou wilt afford Manure as well as tillage to thy field It will not yeeld That fruit which thou expectest it should beare The ground I feare Will still remaine Barren of what is good and all the graine It will bring forth As of its owne accord will not be worth The paines of gathering So poore a thing 2. Some faint desire That quickly will expire Wither and die is all thou canst expect It thou neglect To sow it now 't is ready thou ●… find That ●…●…●… And ●… grow Then at the first it was Thou must bestow Some further cost Else all thy former labour will be lost Mine heart no corne will breed Without thy seed 3. Thy Word is seed And manure too will seed As well as fill mine heart If once it were Well rooted there It would come on apace O then neglect No time expect No better season Now now thy field mine heart is ready reason Surrenders now Now my rebellious will begins to bow And mine affections are Tamer by farre 4. Lord I have laine Barren too long and saine I would redeem the time that I may be Fruitfull to thee Fruitfull in knowledge saith obedience Ere I goe hence That when I come At harvest to be reaped and brought home Thine Angels may My soule in thy celestiall garner lay Where perfect joy and blisse Eternall is 5. If to intreat A crop of purest wheat A blessing too transcendent should appeare For me to beare Lord make me what thou wilt so thou wilt take What thou do st make And not disdaine To house me though amongst thy coursest graine So I may be Laid with the gleanings gathered by thee When the full sheaves are spent I am content Embleme 29. The watering of the Heart ISA. 27.3 I the Lord doe keep it I will water it every moment Epigr. 29. CLose downwards tow'rds the earth open above Tow'rds heaven mine heart is O let thy love Distill in fructifying dewes of grace And then mine heart will be a pleasant place ODE 29. 1. See how this dry and thirsty land Mine heart doth gaping gasping stand And close below opens towards heav'n and thee Thou fountaine of felicity Great Lord of living waters water me Let not my breath that pants with paine Waste and consume it selfe in vaine 2. The mists that from the earth doe rise An heav'n-borne heart will not suffice Coole it without they may but cannot quench The scalding heat within nor drench Its dusty dry desires or fill one trench Nothing but what comes from on high Can heav'n-bred longings satisfie 3. See how the seed which thou did'st sow Lies parch'd and wither'd will not grow Without some moisture and mine heart hath none That it can truly call its owne By nature of it self more then a stone Unlesse thou water't it will lie Drowned in dust and still be dry 4. Thy tender plants can never thrive Whilst want of water doth deprive Their roots of nourishment which makes them call And cry to thee great All in All That seasonable show'rs of grace may fall And water them thy

do'st Doubtfull distrustfull heart Thy former paines and labours all are lost If now thou shalt depart And faithlesly fall off at last from him Who to redeeme thee spar'd nor life nor limme 2. Shall he that is thy Cluster and thy Vine Tread the winepresse alone Whilst thou stand'st looking on Shall both the wine And worke be all his owne See how he bends crusht with the straitned Screw Of that fierce wrath that to thy sinnes was due 3. Although thou canst not helpe to beare it yet Thrust thy selfe under too That thou mai'st feel some of the weight and get Although not strength to doe Yet will to suffer something as he doth That the same stresse at once may squeeze you both 4. Thy Saviour being press'd to death there ran Out of his sacred wounds That wine that maketh glad the heart of man And all his foes confounds Yea the full-flowing fountain s open still For all grace-thirsting hearts to drinke their fill 5. And not to drinke alone to satiate Their longing appetites Or drowne those cumbrous cares that would abate The edge of their delights But when they toyle and foile themselves with sinne Both to refresh to purge and cleanse them in 6. Thy Saviour hath begun this Cup to thee And thou must not refuse 't Presse then thy sin-swoll'n sides untill they be Empty and fit to use 't Doe not delay to come when he doth call Nor feare to want where there 's enough for all 7. Thy bounteous Redeemer in his bloud Fills thee not wine alone But likewise gives his flesh to be thy food Which thou ●… make thine owne And feede on him who hath himself revealed The bread of Life by God the Father sealed 8. Nay he 's not food alone but physicke too When ever thou art sick And in thy ●… strength that thou mai'st doe Thy duty and not stick At any thing that he requires of thee How hard soever it may seeme to be 9. Make all the haste then that thou canst to come Before the day be past And think not of returning to thy home Whilst yet the light doth last The longer and the more thou draw'st this wine Still thou shalt find it more and more divine 10. Or if thy Saviour think it meet to throw Thee in the Presse againe To suffer as he did yet doe not grow Displeased at thy paine A Summer season followes Winter weather Suffring you shall be glorifi'd together REVEL. 22. 17. The Spirit and the Bride say Come And let him that heareth say Come And let him that is a thirst come And whosoever will let him take the water of life freely The CONCLVSION IS this my period Have I now no more To doe hereafter Shall my mind give o're It s ●…●… thus and idle be Or buss'd other wise Should I not see How to improve my thoughts more ●… Before ●… these Heart School ●… by Sea-knowledge is an ●…●… An ●… that doth not onely aske A ●… time but challengeth To ●… until death Yet as in ●… they have a care To call for ●…●… and are ●… ●… ●… ●… So ●… What I have done ●… Perhaps I may ●… To alter or to ●… And I may ●… With my great ●… From taking our ●… How I retaine ●… old ●… And if it be his pleasure I shall say These ●… before others that they may Or learne them too or only censure me I 'll wait with patience the successe to see And though I looke not to have leave to play For that this School allowes not yet I may Another time perhaps if they approve Of these such as they are and shew their love To the School of the Heart by calling for 't Adde other lessons more of the like sort The Learning of the Heart The Preface I Am a Scholar The great Lord of Love And life my Tutor is Who from above All that lack Learning to his School invites My Hearts my prayer-Prayer-book in which he writes Systemes of all the Arts and Faculties First reads to me then makes me exercise But all in paradoxes such high strains As flow from none but love Inspired Brains Yet bids me publish them abroad and dare T' excell his Arts above all other Arts that are Why should I not me thinks it cannot be But they should please others as well as me Come then joyn'd hands and let our heart's embrace Whil'st thus loves Labyrinth of Arts we ●… I mean the Sidem's call'd ●… Both ●… and ●… With the higher ●… ●… And Law and ●… The Grammar of the Heart PSAL. 15. 2. That speaketh the Truth in his Heart MY Grammar I define to he an Art Which teacheth me to write and speak mine heart By which I learn that smooth tongu'd flatt'ries are False Language and in love irregular Among'st my Letters Vow-wells I admit Of none but Consonant to sacred ●… And therefore when my Soul in silence moans Half vowel'd sighs and double deep thong'd groans Mute looks and liquid tears in stead of words Are of the language that mine heart affords And since true love abhors all variations My Grammar hath no moads nor conjugations Tenses nor Persons nor Declensions Cases nor genders nor comparisons What are my Letters are my Words but one And on the meaning of it love alone Concard is all my Syntax and agreement Is in my Grammar perfect regiment He wants no Language that hath learn'd to love When tongues are still hearts will be heard above The Rethorick of the Heart PSAL. 45. 1. My Heart is inaiting a good matter MY Rethorick is not so much an Art As an infused habit in mine Heart Which a sweet secret Elegance Instills And all my Speech with Tropes and Figures fills Love is the tongues Elixir which doth change The ordinary sense of words and range Them under other kinds dispose them so That to the height of eloquence they grow E'vn in their native plainness and must be So understood as liketh love and me When I say Christ I mean my Saviour When his Command'ment my behaviour For to that end it was he ●…●… And to this purpose 't is I bear his Name When I say Hallow'd be thy name he knows I would be holy for his glory grows Together with my good and he hath not Given more honour then himself hath got So when I say Lord let thy Kingdom come He understands it I would be at home To raign with him in glory So grace brings My love in me to be the ●… of Kings He teacheth me to say Thy will be done But meaneth he would ●… me do mine own By making ●… to ●… And so to rule my self and serve him both So when he saith My Son give me thine heart I know his meaning is that I should part With all I have for him give him my self And to be rich in him from worldly pelf When he says come to me I know that he Means I should wait his coming unto me Since 't is his coming unto me that makes Me come to him my part he undertakes And when he says Behold I come I know His parpose and intent is I should go With all the speed I can to meet him whence His coming is attract ve draws me hence Thick folded Repititions in Love Are no ●… but strongly move And bind ●… Attention Exclamations Are the hearts heaven ●… Exaltions Epiphonemaes and Apostrophes Love likes of well but no Prosopopes Not doubtful but careful deliberations Love holds as grounds of strongest Resolutions Thus love and I a thousand ways can find To speak and understand each others mind And descant upon that which unto others Is but plain Song and all their Musick smothers ●… that which worldly wit worms call nonsence Is many times loves purest Eloquence The Logick of the Heart 1 Pet. 3. 15. Be ready always to give an Answer to every man that asketh you a Reason of the Hope that is in you MY Logick is the faculty of Faith Where all things are resolv'd ●… be saith And Ergoes drawn from trust and ●… Twist and tie Truths with stronger ●… Then either sense or reason for the heart And not the head is fountain of this Art And what the heart objects none can ●… But God himself till death the frame ●… Nay Faith can after death ●… with dust And argue ashes into stronger trust And better hopes then Brass and ●… can Be emblemes of unto the outward man All my invention is to find what terms My Lord and I stand in how he confirms His ●… to me how I inherit What he hath purchased for me by his merit My judgment is submission to his will And when he once hath spoken to be still My Method 's to be ●… by him What he ●… that I think most trim Loves Arguments are all will thou must What he says and commands are true and ●… When to dispute and argue's ●… of ●… Then to ●… and to ●… is ●… FINIS

SCHOLA CORDIS or The Heart of it selfe gone away from God brought back againe to him instructed by him in 47 Emblems Audiam quid Loquatur in me Dominus psalm 84 Loquar ad 〈…〉 Cer. osa 2 London Printed for H Blunden at the Castle in Corn-hill 1647. Mickael uan lochom facit To the Divine Majestie of the onely begotten eternall well-belov 〈…〉 d Son of God and Saviour of the World Christ Jesus the King of Kings and Lord of Lords the maker the 〈◊〉 the Searcher and the Teacher of the HEART The meanest of his mostunworthy Servants offers up this poore account of his Thoughts humbly begging pardon for all that is amisse in them and a gracious acdeptance of these weak Erdeavours for the advancement of his Honor the good of others The CONTENTS THe Introduction E bleme 1. The infection of the heart 2. The taking away of the heart 3. The darknesse of the heart 4. The absence of the heart 5. The vanity of the heart 6. The oppression of the heart 7. The covetousnesse of the heart 8. The hardnesse of the heart 9. The division of the heart 10. The insatiablenesse of the heart 11. The returning of the heart 12. The powring out of the heart 13. The circumcision of the heart 14. The contrition of the heart 15. The humiliation of the heart 16. The softening of the heart 17. The cleansing of the heart 18. The giving of the heart 19. The sacrifice of the heart 20. The weighing of the heart 21. The trying of the heart 22. The sounding of the heart 23. The levelling of the heart 24. The renewing of the heart 25. The enlightening of the heart 26. The table of the heart 27. The tilling of the heart 28. The seeding of the heart 29. The watering of the heart 30. The flowers of the heart 31. The keeping of the heart 32. The watching of the heart 33. The wounding of the heart 34. The inhabiting of the heart 35. The enlarging of the heart 36. The inflaming of the heart 37. The ladder of the heart 38. The flying of the heart 39. The union of the heart 40. The rest of the heart 41. The bathing of the heart 42. The binding of the heart 43. The prop of the heart 44. The scourging of the heart 45. The hedging of the heart 46. The fastening of the heart 47. The new wine of the heart $he Conclusion The School of the Heart The INTRODVCTION TUrne in my mind wander no more abroad Her 's work enough at home lay by that load Of scatter'd thoughts that clogs and cumbers Resume thy long neglected liberty thee Of selfe-examination bend thine eye Inward consider where thine heart doth lie How 't is affected how 't is busi'd looke What thou hast writ thy selfe in thine own booke Thy conscience here set thou thy selfe to schoole Selfe-knowledge 'twixt a wise man and a foole Doth make the difference he that neglects This learning sideth with his owne defects Dost thou draw backe Hath custome charm'd thee so That thou canst relish nothing but thy woe Find'st thou such sweetnesse in those sugar'd lyes Have forain objects so ingrost thine eyes Canst thou not hold them off Hast thou an eare To listen but to what thou should'st not heare Art thou incapable of every thing But what thy senses to thy fancie bring Remember that thy birth and constitution Both promise better then such base confusion Thy birth 's divine from heaven thy composure Is spirit and immortall thine inclosure In walls of flesh not to make thee debtor For house-roome to them but to make them better Thy body 's thy freehold live then as the Lord No tenant to thine owne some time afford To view what state 't is in survey each part And above all take notice of thine heart Such as that is the rest is or will be Better or worse blame-worthy or fault-free What are the ruines such thou art affrai'd Or else asham'd to see how 't is decai'd Is 't therefore thou art loth to see it such As now it is because it is so much Degenerated now from what it was And should have been Thine ignorance alas Will make it nothing better and the longer Evills are suffer'd grow they grow the stronger Or hath thine understanding lost its light Hath the darke night of error dimm'd thy sight So that thou canst not though thou would'st observe All things amisse within thee how they swerve From the straight rules of righteousnesse and reason If ' so omit not then this precious season T is yet schoole time as yet the doore 's not shut Harke how the Master calls Come let us put Up our requests to him whose will alone Limits his pow'r of teaching from whom none Returnes unlearned that hath once a will To be his scholar and implore his skill Great scearcher of the heart whose boundlesse sight Discovers secrets and doth bring to light The hidden things of darkenesse who alone Perfectly know'st all things that can be knowne Thou know'st I doe not cannot have no mind To know mine heart I am not onely blind But lame and listlesse thou alone canst make Mee able willing and the paines I take As well as the successe must come from thee Who workest both to will and doe in mee Having now made mee willing to be taught Make mee as willing to learne what I ought Or if thou wilt allow thy scholar leave To choose his lesson lest I should deceive My selfe againe as I have done too often Teach mee to know mine heart Thou thou canst soften Lighten enliven purifie restore And make more fruitfull then it was before Its hardnesse darkenesse death uncleannesse losse And barrennesse refine it from the drosse And draw out all the dregs heale ev'ry sore Teach it to know it selfe and love thee more Lord if thou wilt thou canst impart this skill And for all other learning take 't who will Embleme 1. The Infection of the Heart ACTS 5.3 Why hath Satan filled thine heart Epigr. 1. WHilst thou enclin'st thy Voyce-envcigled eare The subtill Serpents Syren-Songs to heare Thy heart drinks deadly poyson drawn from bell And with a Vip'rous broed of sinne doth swell ODE 1. The Soule 1. Profit and pleasure comfort and content Wisedome and honour and when these are spent A fresh supply of more Oh heav'nly words Are these the dainty fruits that this faire tree affords The Serpent 2. Yes these and many more if more may be All that the world containes in this one tree Contracted is Take but a tast and try Thou maist beleeve thy self experience can not lye The Soule 3. But thou maist lye and with a false pretence Of friendship rob me of that excellence Which my Creators bounty hath bestow'd And freely given me to whom he nothing ow'd The Serpent 4. Strange composition so credulous And at the same time so suspicious This is the tree of knowledge and untill Thou eat thereof how canst thou know what 's