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A67822	The idea of Christian love being a translation, at the instance of Mr. Waller, of a Latin sermon upon John xiii, 34, 35, preach'd by Mr. Edward Young ... ; with a large paraphrase on Mr. Waller's poem Of divine love ; to which are added some copies of verses from that excellent poetess Mrs. Wharton, with others to her.	Young, Edward, 1641 or 2-1705.; Waller, Edmund, 1606-1687. Of divine love.; Wharton, Anne, 1632?-1685. Poems. Selections.	1688 (1688)	Wing Y61; ESTC R14445	29,505	144

that mask of Friendship does entice Sin in Self-Love thus propagates the Sin Hence was a nobler Rule justly brought in How to love others ask not Flesh and Blood Too often leading you from what is good But let Christ's Love to you your Pattern be Contemplate that for Manner and Degree Let your Affections in that order lye By that the Errors mend Defects supply See what Christ's Love to us does recommend The Choice he made the Measure and the End. Choice did I say 't was rather without Choice In that both High and Low All may rejoice Tho weak and indigent ungrateful too He lov'd nor doubt my Soul but he lov'd you Ye love O Men but with a Love so nice Unjust or cunning that your Love 's a Vice. Ye seek the Great the Rich the apt to lend The chearful courteous and facetious Friend On these the Offices of Love ye spend Advantages ye with each other shift And that is made a Trade which should be Gift Pleasure or Profit at the bottom lye Without that Sauce your Appetites soon dye Can this a Vertue be or Duty thought Or th' imitation of what Christ has taught Th'innate Propensions while they thus do flow Meer Artifice and Baits for Pleasure grow Under Christ's Banner they that would be found Him always for their Pattern must propound He lov'd the poor and destitute of Aid Their want the only Obligation laid Those who nor sought nor merited he lov'd The motive to their Cure th●ir Sickness prov'd Those who resisted the blest Aid he brought Tho strugling in his saving Arms he caught No other Charms or Shadows of Delight Did his warm Love to Human Race invite This Christian should thy sole inducement be That Love 's thy Duty as thy Head lov'd thee This Reason will to all Mankind extend But if for grounds you cautiously suspend For causes which Reason and Fancy weigh Faction to Sides Lightness to new will sway And thus for Love you take its meer disguise You labour for the Shadow of a Prize Our Lord lov'd with an equal constant Mind No Age shall see his Love from his disjoin'd But what is yours which wavers with the wind Whom now into your greedy Arms you take The subject of your Raill'ry soon you make One for a Friend you out of Conscience chuse This in regard to Glory you refuse You envy this Man's good this Man's consult Here at a loss you grieve there you insult To one you give another's Fame you take That Man you free a Snare for others make What means this double Dealing double Heart As much as may be Sir act the same part Be but one Man either be wholly wise Or wholly Wisdom's sacred Lore despise If as delightful 't is to play the Fool As glorious to improve in Wisdom's School If you 'd have praise act always by one Rule St. Peter when he would an Abstract show O' th' Life of Love incarnate while below Says his whole business lay in doing good The bound the end of Love's thus understood They 've felt no spark of this Celestial Fire Who in their Love but gratify desire Who trafficks with Affections sells good turns Little the end of Sacred Love discerns That doing good its sole reward obtains And this endears to us our Saviour's pains Who gave himself to his of his free Grace No Caution no Reserve with him had place He lov'd through Midnight watchings wasting Toil Loss of Life's Comforts and ev'n Life's despoil To thee O Christian Death Life Damage Gain Leasure Turmoils Disgrace Fame Quiet Pain Are all to be past by without regard When you 're from doing good by either barr'd Does this seem difficult 'T will less appear If you consider what 's the Fruit 't will bear Than Fame more fair than Peace more void of Strife Than Gain more gainful Life has less of Life And with this Thought support your sinking Mind That he 'll in 's Trade sufficient profit find Who has for Temporal Loss Eternal Goods consign'd But what in Love does so much pains require Does the ignoble part draw forth desire That which our Eyes discern and Fingers feel Must this be cultivated with such Zeal This can't deserve all that is squandred thus The Soul 't is evident is all of us These Offices he wofully mispends Who ought beyond the Soul in Love intends Does it in meeting talking laughing lye This they may do who ne'r its force did try Is 't the same Studies Counsels Joys t' approve Ill Men do this yet who can say they love Is 't liberally to give of Fortun 's store Their Love 's as rich who beg from door to door What 's all Men's duty they at home may view Souls are Love's Subjects and its Objects too To guide the Deiform immortal Souls Whose sinful Wandrings Satan here controuls This is a work which truly Love becomes The best Account of our entrusted Sums Christ who twice sent the Crowd well fed away With Bread of Life feasted their Souls each day Shewing by an Example disesteem'd That those should the least benefits be deem'd Which turn to Fat to Wealth or pompous Train Vain in themselves in their Effects as vain Those are the noblest instances of Love Which cure Affections Men's minds improve They cannot love I 'le own who'r giv'n to spare For 't is attended with the Body's care Nor can the Wicked who neglect the Mind Their cost on Bodies they will useless find The Gift is lost which ha'nt good counsel join'd True Love and Probity are always Twins Neither alone encreases or begins Leave loving and your Probity is gone Leave Probity and what is Love alone In proper Offices how can it shoot Which thus lies wither'd at the very Root The bad t' each other Pleasures may endear Chearful and entertaining they appear But soon the Sky is clouded now so clear In Love ill-founded and maintain'd with Sin Soon Weariness and then Contempt begin True Love 's more permanent a Ray Divine Shot down from Heav'n moves thither there shall shine Thither delights to lead the happy Friend Afraid of all things that to ill may tend Each Day improves the Solace of this Love An Incoation of the State Above O happy end of Love worthy our pains When thus Inhabitants for Heav'n it gains But Art is needful here as well as Will If we 'd the Laws of Christian Love fulfil When Christ to draw Men to this Love did seek Come learn of me he says for I am meek Meekness the gentlest Art sweetest of Charms All Pow'r t' oppose insensibly disarms Ill Vessels make most gen'rous Wines decay And good turns lose their value by their way The manner of the doing gives the taste A Gift giv'n sourly but runs out to waste Who without Temper the best Counsel give But irritate those they 'd from ill retrieve If Pride or Sharpness thus the Office blend Who can expect to see a better end If therefore well

to act what 's good you heed And would have the best Offices succeed Love mildly nor believe Love can reside In Hearts stretcht-out with Anger or with Pride Oh! but you 'l say Religion lyes at stake Their Faith with God then with Men they break Pity'ing the Men you prosecute their Sin And this does from a Christian Zeal begin With this pretence a Liberty you 'd find For th' ebullitions of a bitter Mind Your secret whisperings and clam'rous noise Produce effects at which your Foes rejoice Is this your Zeal did Christ in this precede Who as thro Chrystal all Men's Hearts did read Did he expose the Sins within his view To open Railers he did pity shew Past by their Scoffs who would not him receive The lapses too of them that did believe Tho they his Spir't did ev'ry moment grieve To his Betrayer Lenity did shew Which might all Malice less than his subdue How mildly he reprov'd pardon'd how soon The quick and winning manner crown'd the Boon He ne're Indulgence gave to the least Lust Yet was a Judg as Merciful as Just With ill tho not permitted yet did bear Waiting a time when they Love's call might hear Well knowing human Pravity like Fire Conceal'd will often of it self expire But when expos'd to Air and Wind it lay The rising Flame devour'd all in'ts way Thus in faint Shadows I Christ's Love describe If you 'l be his Disciples him transcribe What! Christ's Disciples 't is a Name so great With Glory the Relation so repleat Titles to Crowns and all that glitters here Compar'd with this fall far below your care Ambition here is honest worthy praise Nothing but Love can to this Honour raise When at the Heart Love takes a quickning Root Discipleship will in fair Branches shoot The Man in ev'ry Vertue will improve Distinguish'd by Protection from Above And Love indeed is of a wond'rous force To carry on the Soul in Vertues course Call'd by th'Apostle who its Nature saw Perfections Bond Falfiller of the Law It of a sudden mounts us to the Skies And without Prophets Miracles supplies This like Elisha's Salt tinging the Springs A Sovereign sweetness to the Fountain brings Rivers of Pleasures thence come streaming out Grateful to Men refreshing all about About soft Love how many Graces dance How patiently does it Requests advance With how great Fortitude bears each Event How liberally both spends it and is spent How piously while it does God regard It acts what human Reas'nings reckon hard Routs Riots Quarrels causes of Offence To be in Manners stiff perverse in Sense In Love's unnatural as for flame to fall Or Sun-Beams mix with Filth from th' Earthly Ball. This in a word the Christian's form is known By this distinction to the World they 're shown From this the nature Christ requires they take This makes them what nothing but this can make Knowledg may want of Duty Zeal be blind And warmest Hope a disappointment find Not so with Love it knows performs obtains And what 's equivalent to all it gains The bless'd assurance o' th' Almighty's Smiles Earnest of future Pay Reward of present Toils How great God's sacred Family appear'd How strong its Constitution How rever'd To th' Envy of its Foes and Satan's shame When Heathens did their fervent Love proclaim Without the force of Arms flourish of Arts Or sly Contrivances they conquer'd Hearts Religion guarded with the Heavenly Aid And arm'd with Love vast Acquisitions made But when thro Wealth and Pride Faith grew exil'd To see the Christians arm the Ethnicks smil'd All things from that time Retrograde became The Date of Antichrist we this may name Nor better Chances should those Servants meet Whose Master does in vain command intreat While they prefer their slavish vain Desires Before the gen'rous Freedom he requires Then did the Church of Ephesus decline That Church which in full Lustre once did shine When its first Love maintain'd less vigorous heat That Sign St. Iohn markt of the Spi'rit's Retreat This may to others om'nous Aspect bear T' avert the Omen well deserves their care Methinks I hear one whisper Look at home Guard well the Ark the Philistins are come If so it is How think you to preserve Religion and the Altars where you serve Let 's worship God with undivided Hearts And love each other free from soothing Arts No other Counsel Skill or Troops we need Love unarray'd did always best succeed This private Men and Churches know for true Thus with God's Aid we shall our Foes subdue If by soft Methods we can't win them all Or with like Glory triumph tho we fall Thou Lord most merciful whose pity'ing Eye Sees with what Needs and Frailties prest we lye Prepare our Hearts to fear with Filial Awe And duely mourn the Breaches of thy Law Give us at last what thou dost first command To love that in thy Love we ever blest may stand OF Divine Love. Mr. WALLER THE Grecian Muse has all their Gods surviv'd Nor Iove at us nor Phoebus is arriv'd Frail Deities which first the Poets made And then invok'd to give their Fancies aid Yet if they still divert us with their Rage What may be hop'd for in a better Age When not from Helicon's imagin'd Spring But Sacred Writ we borrow what we sing Paraphr I. The Grecian Gods are known meer Fables all The Poets who invok'd their Aid And seem'd from thence to fetch that Fire Which warm'd their Verse or mov'd their Lyre Themselves those Deities had made And did before their own Creation fall Out of their Brains those Gods did spring What e're of Pallas out of Iove's they sing Tho these their Figments now are gon And all their Altars trampl'd on Yet still they please us with their lofty Vein There 's something in their Verse which ever shall remain If fancy'd Gods such Heats could raise As ev'n to us a warmth convey With what exalted Numbers should we praise The Father of Eternal Life and Day How great Advantages have we to rise Who have the Image of the Heav'nly Mind In Sacred Writ to us consign'd Where th' length and breadth and depth of Love Divine surprize Mr. Waller This with the Fabrick of the World begun Elder than Light and shall out-last the Sun Before this Oracle like Dagon all The false Pretenders Delphos Hammon fall Long since despis'd and silent they afford Honour and Triumph to th' Eternal Word Paraphr II. As soon as Natures outward Vest was made Before it was embroider'd o're with Light A large Foundation for my Verse was laid The Beams of Goodness then express'd Made ev'n the Morning Stars more bless'd And fill'd that glittring Host with new delight The Sons of God in Consort sang And Anthems through the Empyrean rang But when the Lamp of Heav'n expires And the account of Time is gon Matter of Praise to God shall still run on And Man shall join with the immortal Quires The Div'l in Delphick