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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A27387	Theophila, or, Loves sacrifice a divine poem / written by E.B., Esq., several parts thereof set to fit aires by Mr. J. Jenkins.	Benlowes, Edward, 1603?-1676.; Collier, Jeremy, 1650-1726.; Ross, Alexander, 1591-1654.	1652 (1652)	Wing B1879; ESTC R22902	113,211	344

Time-born Arts Such sweet Divisions from tun'd Strings may ravish Hearts LIX Best Tenure holds by th' Ear In Saul disguis'd When Satan oft Tarantuliz'd The Psalming Harp was 'bove they swaying Scepter priz'd LX. This Hymn ZEALS burning Feaver do's refine My gross hydropick Soul Divine Anthems unbowel BLISSE and ANGELS down encline LXI ANGELS shot forth the happiest CHRISTMAS Newes Ev'n CHRIST to warble Hymns did use When Heav'ns high'st DOVE do's soar He Wings of Verse doth chuse LXII No Verse no Text. Since Verse charms All Sing on Let Sermons wait till PSALMS be done Soul-raisers ye prevent the RESURRECTION LXIII But ah in War Wraths Midwife which do's tire Yet never fills the Jaws of Ire Keen as the Evening Wolf can She yet use her 〈◊〉 LXIV Yes She 's unmov'd in Earth-quakes tun'd in Iars Fear argues Guilt She stands in Wars And Storms of thund'ring Brass bright as corus●ant Stars LXV Vertue ' s a Balsam to It self Invoke She MERCIE did to oyl steels Yoke Thus in an iron Age This golden VIRGIN spoke LXVI Dread GOD Black Clouds surcharg'd with Storms When P●ple Robes hide Scarlet Sin Ingrain'd from that Life-blood which mo●ted their Souls 〈◊〉 begin LXVII Our Sea-girt World once Fort'nate Isle O Change Deplorable t' It self seems strange Vnthrifty Death has spread where thriving Peace did range LXVIII War hath our luke-warm Claret broacht with Spears LORD save thy Ark from Floods of Fears Or thy sad Spouse may sink as deep in Bloud as Tears LXIX She chaws Bread tleept in Woes gulpt down with Cries She drinks the Rivers of her Eyes Plung'd in Distress for Sin to THEE She fainting flies LXX Tune th' Irish Harp from Sharps to Flats Compose Whatever vitious Harshnesse grows Vpon the Scottish Thistle or the English Rose LXXI No ramping Lion its own Kind do's fear No tusked Bore no rav'ning Bear Man Mans Apollyon doth CHRISTS mystick Body tear LXXII Ye Sons of Thunder if You 'l needs fight on Lead your fierce Troops 'gainst Turkish Moon Out of the Line of FAITHS Communication LXXIII The large-commanding Thracian Force defie Like Gun-stocks though your Corps may flie To Earth Your Souls like Bullets will ascend on HIGH LXXIV If GOD be then i' th' Camp much more will HE In 's Militant Church His Temple be To chasten Schism and pervicacious Heresie LXXV LORD rent's thy Coat Loves Type This sads the Good Though Presters rudely fierce fain wou'd Be heard THOU hat'st uncivil Pray'r and civil Blood LXXVI Ah could dissembling Pulpeteers cry't Good To wade through Seas of native Blood Break greatest Ties play fast and loose beneath Smects Hood LXXVII By Such were Catechisms Communions Creeds Disus'd As March spawns Frogs so Weeds Sprung hence Worst Atheist from corrupted Church-man breeds LXXVIII Vse the LORDS Pray'r be th' Publican recant The Pharisee Or else avant With your six-hundred-sixtie-six-word Covenant LXXIX LORD they through faithlesse Dreams the Feast disown Of thy SONS INCARNATION Then whether will such Proteus-tants at last be blown LXXX That FEAST of Feasts Archangels Ioy Heav'n here Espous'd to Earth Saints Blisse most dear Prerogative o' th' Church The Grand Day of the Year LXXXI Man first made Good Himself unmade and then The WORD made Flesh must dwell with Men That Man thus worse then nought may better'd be agen LXXXII Dare to own Truth Drones seiz'd the Bees full Bow'r All 's paint that Butterflies deflowr As Ants improve so Grashoppers impair their Hour LXXXIII When Pirat-wasps sail to the hony'd Grot They 'l finde a Trap-glasse Death i' th' Pot Levites sleight not your Breast-work for vain Out-works got LXXXIV We ken Kirk-Interest Draco's Laws recall Repair the old Church Saints the Wall True Pastors Conduits Grace the Font Love cements All. LXXXV Passe freely would we of Oblivion An Act and pardon all by-gone Would you smite Hand on Thigh and say What have we done LXXXVI Truths Pensioners your Flocks bleat Food they need CHRISTS Flesh their Meat Blood Drink indeed View GLORIES Crown In Season out of Season feed LXXXVII Ye Friends to th' BRIDEGROOM Stewards to the Bride With Oracles of Truth us guide Truth blesseth Church and State Faithful till crown'd abide LXXXVIII So when the JUDGE with his Reward appears You 'l reap in Joy what 's sown in Tears Moyst Seed-times crown the Fields with golden-bearded Ears LXXXIX JUDGE-ADVOCATE to th' wrong'd sure THOU to Guilt Which would unmake thy Creatures wilt Be just when Inquisition's made for Blood that 's spilt XC At our Ears Port land Peace and Truth O then Welcome as Sol to th' Russ in 's Den As Shoar to shipwrackt as to Towns dismantled Men XCI O might a second ANGEL-QUIRE nere cease To Worms worn out with Wars Distress To sing in all Mens hearing their blest Song of PEACE XCII Peace Home of Pilgrims first Song at CHRISTS Birth Peace His last Legacie on Earth Peace gen'ral Preface to all Good Peace SAINTS true Mirth XCIII Love Thou Support to Martyrs as Iet Straw So Vs to our BELOV'D dost draw Thou art Golds true Elixir Thou summ'st up the Law XCIV Who can Divine Love speak in words of Sense Since Man as ransom'd Angels thence Transcends Such is CHRISTS Passions high Preheminence XCV Here did She seal her Lips unsluce her Eyes To flowing Rhet'rick and descries The World 's a Cask its Wine false Mirth its Lees Fools Prize XCVI And now by lympid Spring of Life-joy where Crystal is lymbect all the Year To GOD She would her Heav'n-ascending Raptures rear XCVII Taught hence misguided Zeal whom Heats dispose To Animosities may close And bloody Furies CONVERTS be by pond'ring Those XCVIII Harmonious Beauty feast our Ear They 're Kings At least who hear when LOVE thus sings LOVE to high Graces Key skrues up low Natures Strings XCIX Love Thou canst Ocean-flowing Storms appease And such oregrown Behemoths please As tax the scaly Nation and excise the Seas C. If THEOPHIL thy LOVE-SONG can't asswage The Fate incumbent on this Age No Time to write but weep For we are ripe for Rage Ite sacrosanctae Tabulata per Alta Carinae Non opus est Fluviis Lintea pando Mari. Ite Rates Ventis quo vos rapit Aura secundis Brittica Cymba pias findat AMORIS Aquas Animarum Sponsus IESUS The Soule against Complations fights Whom Death and Hell present with ●ights The World with 〈◊〉 ca lt and ●onour cou●ts The Fleshes Glass invites to Spouts But THEOPHIL by Faith her Shield And Hopes firm ●ncho● stands the Field Accompany●d with GRACE and LOVE By ANGELS SHE does upward move THEOPHILA'S LOVE-SACRIFICE CANTO IV. The Inammoration ARGUMENT O DEVS aut nullo caleat mihi Pectus ab Igne Aut solo caleat Pectus ab Igne Tui Languet ut Illa DEO mihi Mens simul aemula languet Coelitùs ut rapitur me Violenta rapit She Onset makes first with Love-darts aloof Then with ZEALS Fire-works storms HEAV'NS Roof Whose FAITHS Shield SALVATIONS Helmet

Children or I die LOVE rest Thy Head upon the Pillows of my Breast When me THOU shalt impregn'd with Vertues make 50. A fruitful Eden All the Frutage take Thy Passion Ionathan below did move Rapt SPIRITS in high Excess flame with intensest Love 51 My Life is hid with THEE in GOD Descry THY SELF ô THOU my plighted SPOUSE that I May ever glorious be That my joy'd Soul 52. With THEE may make up Marriage and my whole Self THEE for Bridegroom have My Hope still sends Up Come that I may enter with thy feasted Friends 53. O That long-long'd for COME ô COME mine Eyes LOVES Sentinels watch like officious Spies Strike Sparks of JOY t'enflame LOVES Tinder make 54. The Exile view her Home the Dreamer wake Tears raise the Fire of LOVE Ease Sighs of Air Fires Passion watry Tears and earthy self Despair 55. My Sighs condens'd to Drops compute Hours spent Cancell the Lease of my Clay-Tenement Which payes deer Rent of Groans ô grant a Writ 56. Of Ease I languish out not live Permit A Passe to SIONS MOUNT But I resigne My green-sick Will though sick of LOVE to that of Thine 57. Waitings which ripen Hopes are not Delayes Presence how great how true's LOVE Absence saies While Lungs my Breath shall organ I 'l press still 58. Th' Exinanition of my o'regrown Will Behold I quickly come O're-joyd I'm here O Come Till then each Day 's an Age each Hour a Year 59. JESU That NAME' 's Ioyes Essence hasten on Throng amorous Sighs for Dissolution Fastidious Earth avant With Love-plumes soar 60. My Soul to meet thy SPOUSE Can'st wish for more Only Come give a RING Re-eccho then O Come Even so LORD IESV Come Amen Amen LXI Who 's this Inamor'd VOT'RESSE Like the Morn From Mountain unto Mountain born Who first with Night-drops dew'd seem'd Turtle Dove forlorn LXII But now e're warped Body neer Decay Stands Bow-like bent to shoot away Her Soul Ere prone Looks kiss her Grave e're her last Day LXIII She LOVE-fill'd wants no Mate has rather one Body too much I' th' SPIRITS Throne CHRISTS Peace is fullest Quire Such Loneness least alone LXIV When soft-flying Sleep Deaths Sister Wings do's spread Over that curtain'd Grave her Bed Then with prophetick Dreams the HIGHEST crowns her Head LXV Behold a comely PERSON clad in white The all-inlightning Sun lesse bright Than that illustrious FACE of HIS which blest her Sight LXVI To Her in MAJESTIE His Way HE broke And softly thus to Her HE spoke Come Come away My JESUS saies She. So She woke LXVII Her Pray'rs more passionate than witty rise As Sols Postilion bright her Eyes Wrastling with GOD for GRACE bedew Loves Paradise LXVIII Betimes when keen breath'd Winds with frosty Cream Peri'wig bald Trees glaze tatling Stream For May-games past white-sheet peccavi is Winters Theme LXIX Those Day-breaks give good Morrows which she takes With Thanks so doubly Good them makes Who in GODS Promise rests in GODS Remembrance wakes LXX SAINTS nothing more SAINTS nothing lesse regard Than LOVES SELF than self-Love unscar'd Though rackt into an Anagram their Souls being spar'd LXXI Through Vertuous Self-mistrust They acted move Like Needle toucht by th' Stone of Love Blest Magnet which attracts and Souls directs ABOVE LXXII Were She but mortal She were satisfy'd So GOD liv'd in Her till She dy'd His WORD her Deed his WILL her Warrant BOTH her Guide LXXIII Thus this DEVOTA breaths out yerning Cries Let not Dust blinde my sensual Eyes When as my Spirits Energie transcends the Skies LXXIV VIRTUES raise Souls All 's FILIAL to ABOVE Low'st Step is Mercenary Love Fraternal are the Sides that SAINTS Ascent improve LXXV Manna to my enamour'd Soul art THOU The SPIRIT of Heav'n distill'd do's flow From thy ASPECT By That from Brutes we ANGELS grow LXXVI Had I ô had I many Lives as Years As many Loves as Love hath Fears All All were THINE had I as many Hearts as Hairs LXXVII From THEE my JOY-EXTENSIONS spreading flow Dilating as Leaf-gold be n't slow O THOU my All and more Love-lorn THEE still I woo LXXVIII The Widow press'd till THEE to grant She bound The VIRGIN sought THEE till she found The Publican did knock till opening knocking crown'd LXXIX Though nought but dross I in my self can spie Yet melted with THY beaming EYE My Refuse turns to Gold by mystick Alchymie LXXX Then whet thy blunt Sythe Time and wing thy Feet Life not in Length but Use is sweet Come Death the Body brought a bed o' th' SOUL Come fleet LXXXI Be Pulse my passing-Bell be Skin my Herse Nights sable Curtains that disperse The Rayes of Day be Shroud Dews weep my funeral Verse LXXXII Pittie me Love-sick Virgins Then She swound O'recome with Zeal She sunk to th' Ground Darts of intolerable Sweets her Soul did wound LXXXIII She lay with flaming LOVE empierc't to th' Heart Wak't As She bled She kist the Dart Then sigh'd Take all I am or have All All THOU art LXXXIV Then sunk again Reviv'd LOVES BOW She bent And marry'd String to Shaft and sent Ejaculations which the Skies like Lightning rent LXXXV Piercing Them through feather'd with Sighs to show She little pay'd yet much did owe The Feathers sung and fir'd as they did upward go LXXXVI No ice-fring'd Cloud may quench LOVES soaring Flame LOVE is more strong then Death or Shame Grown up all Soul the Flesh sinks in a triple Qualm LXXXVII I charge ye SION VIRGINS let Her still Enjoy her disencloystred Fill In These high Extasies of UNION and WILL. LXXXVIII Do not with Claps of Hands or noise of Feet Awake Her from what is more sweet Till the bright rising Day-star light Her to HEAV'NS Street LXXXIX Yeeld Her what her unfetter'd Rapture gives Since She 's more where She loves than lives Transanimations scaling HEAV'N break carnal Gyves XC In LOVES triumphant Chariot plac't She is Concentrick are her JOYES with HIS Encharioted in Fire her Spirit HEAV'N-ripe for Blisse XCI They 're only sound who Thus are lost in Trance Transported to the High'st Advance With Him who was in Spirit rapt to ' expreffeles Glance XCII Return'd She cry'd O slay me thus again Ne're lives she who thus ne're is slain How sweet the Wounds of LOVE No Pleasure to LOVES pain XCIII In furnac't Pyrausta-like I fry To live is Faith 't is Gain to die One Life 's enough for Two THOU liv'st in me not I XCIV How mid'st Regalios of LOVES Banquet I Dissolve in Sweets Extremitie O Languors Thus to live is in pure Flames to die XCV Three Kings three Gifts to th' KING of Kings did bring Myrrhe Incense Gold to Man GOD King For Myrrhe Tears Incense Pray'rs Gold take Loves Offering XCVI O take Loves Hecatomb Then through her Eyes Did LOVE inamoring Passions rise HIGH'ST GLORY crowns THEOPHILA's Love-Sacrifice XCVII Not She Mortality alone did die Death's but Translation to the Skie All Virtues fir'd in her pure BREAST their Spicerie