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Otia sacra optima fides
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Westmorland, Mildmay Fane, Earl of, 1601-1666.
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1648
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Wing W1476; ESTC R226695
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OTIA SACRA Deus nobis hoec Otia fecit Virg London Printed by Richard Cotes 1648. Columna Fidei OUR Senses are bewitch'd and seem to grow So to the Creature and on things below That all our busied Fancy can devise Serves more to sink them than to make them rise For out of sight and minde at once agree To blind-fold Nature from Eternitie And leave her groveling for to groap her way Here in This Transitory bed of Clay Till Faith steps in and in the stead of wings Unto Beleef a lofty Pillar brings Whereby we should be raised up And thus Ascend to Him descended once for Us ΚΑΡΔΙΑΓÎΩΣΤΗΣ On the Title Page THere is a Fowle wont hide its head To Passe so undiscovered Judging it self exempt from eyes Of others whilst it none descryes Not much unlike are such to these Who commit Closet-trespasses And Chamber-dalliance and then Goe for unseen 'cause so of Men If They my Pillars top attein They 'l finde an eye tryes heart and rein But Natures Pur-blinde sight short is Nor can she rise alone to this Till Grace assist which will such vertue yield As both t' ascend the Pillar gain this Shield OTIA SACRA Ad Libellum suum GOE without Dedication for that might Imply I sought to Shelter what I write Under some Patronage I can afford None Sharers in this Offering with my Lord His are both Line and Leisure which mis-spent The fault lyes on th' unhappy Instrument That should improve both better But 't is done And Thy fate is decree'd why woof is spun Censure must passe Yet Blush not since thy Strings Are onely consonant with holy things Ad Viatorem NUmina non Nummos Me dum cernis Meditantem Et Me-ditantem crede Viator habes EST In Vnitate Trinitas THat Number 'bove the rest For ever Blest Which God Himself doth daign To Branch into yet Re-unites again For as His Prescience could tell When Angels fell That Man would follow and there should be On Sent for to make Redemption So from our Misery did He Infer Th' necessity of a Comforter This doth inspire That did Create The second did Regenerate Thus though Distinct They are Yet singular And One wise-ever Power it is doth Tie This Triple Knot into a Unitie Mundi Ex Maxima Parte nondum Vocati Participes Verbi es Sacramentorum qui fuêre vocati sed nonduÌ„ electi Ad Sanctificationem Qui propter externam vocationem Domini per Verbum interne effectualiter vocantur per Spiritum Sanctum Justicationem Grex parvulus Christi Luk. 12. 32. Glorificationem Tertia pars Domini Zachar 13. 9. Electi ideoque vocati Let me not tread the Broad highway to Sin But being Elect declare my Call therein Seminantur à Deo Inter Homines à Diabolo Veritas Inter Homines Mendacium Pax Inter Homines Discordia Amicitia Inter Homines Inimicitia Ut Alterutri prodessemus Ut Alterutrum devoremus A Morning Thought Sithence it is given To Man to follow's Labor till the Even And when that Star doth close Up Day then to seek quiet and repose Let Us what 's of our Own Learn to make known To be But so much Cash of purchas'd Misery All else Confess Of Love and Providence true happiness For as our Souls had been A Combating all Day with Flesh and Sin And then for Captives led In Slumbers Fetters Prison'd in a Bed So by the Nights Exchange again to Day They may Set free take up their Armes And having overcome those Charmes Boldly Conclude the Victory to keep When as they Warr for Him kept them asleep No other Ransom Need To Speed This Liberty but once awake Into our thoughts to take What such Confinement might Administer of Danger in One night And how th'all-wakefull eye Provided had for our Delivery Which on the wings of Contemplation rais'd Again w' are Mounted whilst His name is prais'd Coeli enarrant Gloriam Dei ARe we asleep or doe we see No more than did blind * Bartime Or are our Senses Charm'd to lie Benumm'd into some Lethargie Whilst Sin makes of 's a Conquest Rise Flesh-buryed Soul and from the Skies Let thy wing'd thoughts to thee relate Who 't was those structures did Create Where in Thy Hemisphere at large is pen'd More wonder then frail Clay can comprehend Whether a Sun a Moon a Star A Comet or a Meteor A Various Bow true sign of Peace Swoln Clouds which cause on earth increase When breaking they Distill the Glum And horrid beat of Thunders Drum We hear or see Why are these sent But t' shew He is Omnipotent Who thus in Characters doth write whereby We have a Lecture in Divinity For as those great and lesser Lights Distinguish Time by Dayes and Nights So was it Day with us untell Our Disobedient Parents fell Yet as the Tincell'd Night gives way At th' opening o' th' true Golden Day So did the powers of Darkness fly The Sun of Righteousness being by And when we Comet-struck int' Sin had run The Father did redeem us by the Son When th' Undertaker first did dain For to restore His world again He us'd no other lock or sluce I' th' Clouds but sent a Bow of truce What did His Mercy less when we Who are the Worlds Epitome Delug'd in Sin lay Breathless Drown'd Untill Our Saviours Pretious Wound Open'd a Drayn wherewith he laid us dry From wickedness into fertility The Aire imprison'd fain would try The virtue of more Liberty Yet meeting with a tougher Cloud Is forc'd to quarell and speak loud So if we seek our freedom heer We must no Cloud of Fortune fear But like Bonargeses proclame What we profess then be the same For whilst the Face looks one way and the Mind Another 't is like Rain brought against the Wind. There shall no Thunder-crack nor dash of wet Prodigious Comet in us fear beget But the Suns Purple and the Silver wings The Moon puts on bespeaks us Saints and Kings Whilst Iris Endless Peace the numerous Lights Adorn the Night discypher all delights Which for to seek to compass and obtain He that quits life and all here makes great Gain My Countrey Audit BLest Privacie Happy Retreat wherein I may cast up my Reck'nings Audit Sin Count o'r my Debts and how Arrears increase In Natures book towards the God of Peace What through perversness hath been wav'd or don To My first Covenants contradiction How many promis'd Resolutions broke Of keeping touch almost as soon as spoke Thus like that Tenant who behind-hand cast Intreats so oft forbearance till at last The sum surmounts his hopes and then no more Expects but Mercy to strike off the score So here methinks I see the Landlords Grace Full of Compassion to my drooping Case Bidding me be of comfort and not griev'd My Rent his Son should pay if I believ'd Cui in calamitatibus soli sit fidendum WHen first the Towring Hills the loftier Pine