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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A60174	Virtue and science pindarick poems dedicated to the Most Illustrious Princess Anne, Dutchess of Richmond and Lenox, and to her sister, the Right Honourable Frances, Countess of Newburgh / by J.S.	J. S. (James Shute), 1664-1688.	1695 (1695)	Wing S3713B; ESTC R26919	14,321	24

dispences And transpires its Influences Which in Soul-quickening Rayes sent down Our dry and barren Earth with show'rs of Blessings crown Thy Fragrant Breast Is a Phoenix Cherub's Nest Where she does brooding sit k On thousand Birds of Paradise i' th' shell as yet Which with a Wise Impatiency Peck and spurn at their Prison to get free And ripe to be released they Chirp at the Dawning Glimpse of their Immortal Day Poor Unfledg'd things whose Pinions aym Heav'n's Eye And in their Downy Nonage meditate the Sky VIII Sum up thy Thoughts my Soul sum up thy Treasure This All 's too Poor of Worth and Time 's too Short a Leasure Thy dearest Saint In Form and Colours worthy Her to Paint Alas what can be found In Nature's Round l Whether we look up to those Nimble things Fancy-clad with Wings Or down to this dull-pac'd Corporeal Sphere m Nature's Well-furnish'd Shop of Instrumental Ware From neither can w' expect other Supplies But Raggs of being Torn in thin Formalities Too narrow far To define Her In whom Each single Good and Sweet Do in a Sacred Eminency meet IX Be then thy Self Dear Saint be Thine Own Beauty Our Slender Fancies shall not dare To injure Thee who art supremely Fair By a detractingly-Officious Duty Be still thy own Pure Self admit no Leaven For if thou beest Thy Self thou'lt be a Heaven Heav'n wrapt up in the Oar thou art refin'd To Glory when we 're made all Mind Life of oft self-reflected Grace-directed Reason Still ripe to act when Providence points the Season Spirit of Spirits Seraphick Quintessence Which none but such Pure Fires As Heav'n it self inspires n Blown too by God's own Breath can extract thence Balsom of Souls whose Vigour when it leaves 'em Nought from Eternal Death and Sin 's Corruption saves ' em Suburbs or Gate to Heav'ns Metropolis Planter of Paradise and Seed of Bliss The Flow'ry High Way to my Endless End My Loveliest and my Everlasting Friend Oh may no Loves Master this Heart of Mine But that Dear Mistress of Sweet Thee and Thine FINIS ANNOTATIONS a BY Virtue is meant that Queen of all Virtues Charity or an Intire Love of God no Virtue being truly and indeed such but That which directs all our Actions to our True Last End and only Sovereign Good the Enjoyment of Him This and none but This being able to Satiate Man's Natural Inclination and Propension to Happiness No wonder then the most elaborate Expressions fall short of reaching the Character Due to such a Transcendent Excellency This being the Highest Perfection of which a Creature can be capable in this world Since none is or can be above it but that which is beyond all our Conceptions the Vnspeakable State of Glory or the Actual Fruition of God as in Himself b After the Author had disgrac't the Idle Courtships and Ridiculous Flatteries us'd by the common sort of Poets to their Worldly Mistresses he addresses himself to Invoke his Spiritual Mistress Virtue and so makes the same which was his Subject or Theme to be his Must also And to ennoble his Conceptions as much as may be he raises his Thoughts to contemplate Her in that most Perfect State in which she will be found in every Holy Soul at the Last Day when all Venial Imperfections exprest by St. Paul by the Metaphors of Hay Stubble c. which alloy'd the purity of Heavenly Love in most of them shall be purged away by the Ravishing Sight of their Dear Saviour whom they had loved here chiefly tho' not so perfectly as they ought now appearing in his Glory and coming to deliver them from their tormenting Pains caused by their suspensive Hope of their long-delay'd and earnestly-desir'd Bliss and from those pains of Sense also which they endur'd for their By-Affection and Undue Adhesion to Creatures the love to which they did not so entirely order to the Love of Heaven Let then the Readers but fancy to themselves that Ardency of Divine Love which at the World 's happy Period when the Course of Nature now for ever useless shall be at a Stand and Time shall be no more will transport those Holy Souls and instate them in the Eternal Inheritance of those Blissful Mansions Let them next reflect on what Faith assures them that either they must strive to store up in their Souls while they are here that Disposition which and which only can immediately fit them for Heaven or they must be eternally Miserable if thy wholly neglect it or else suffer unspeakable Torments in the Intermediate State if they but slightly cultivate their Minds with Virtue Let I say Loose Livers and Tepid Souls but reflect steadily on these two Points and it must needs excite in them a Sollicitous care to improve their Wills with a fervent Love of Heaven which may be with less labour attained and at a far easier rate purchast here that hereafter c The Whole Material World was created for the Salvation of good Souls and consequently to breed and nourish them up in Virtue without which Salvation is Vnattainable and Impossible And 't is the peculiar effect of Charity or Virtue to order all those Creatures we make use of as Means to compass that Best End Whence by the Rule of Contraries we may gather the Hideous Enormity of Sin which consisting in the Chusing some Creature for our Ultimate End and in the Directing all our Actions to the Attaining and Enjoying that Perishable and False Good does of it's own nature disorder all the World and ravel it into a wrong Frame and Method and would actually Pervert the Order of the Universe did not the Infinite Goodness of God to support his own Work and supply the Failings of his Weak Creatures mercifully bring a Greater Good to the World out of their Miscarriages make a More perfect Harmony Spring out of that Confusion and so contrive things that the Vices of the Wicked should advance Holy and well-meaning Souls to a higher pitch of Virtue d As Vulgar Poets use to extoll their Worldly Mistresses for their rare Nature the Composition and Symmetry of their Bodies the Gracefulness and Beauty of their Face the Agreeableness of their Humour the Sweetness of their Breath and Deliciousness of their Breasts so all these Considerations are turn'd here to a Spiritual Sense in Commendation of Virtue under each of these Respects e Anaxagoras the Philosopher held the Soul was made of Harmony Too Musical a Conceit unless meant as here that she is a Principle of Order And certainly of all Orders That is the most Harmonious best proportion'd and Exact which directs every thing to Man's True Last End for which his nature was Created A Property only belonging to Charity or Virtue f For the Order of Sublunary things passing thro' the hands of Creatures who are Themselves disabled by Weakness or disorderd with Passion and therefore in both regards Imperfect Agents does oftentimes seem Straggling and Perplext And only the Supream