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A80776 A letter from Mr. Crashaw to the Countess of Denbigh, against irresolution and delay in matters of religion. Crashaw, Richard, 1613?-1649. 1653 (1653) Wing C6833; Thomason E220_2; ESTC R4046 1,326 4

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A LETTER FROM Mr. CRASHAW to the Countess of DENBIGH Against Irresolution and Delay in matters of RELIGION Sept 〈…〉 LONDON Against Irresolution and Delay in matters of RELIGION WHat Heav'n-besieged Heart is this Stands Trembling at the Gate of Blisse Holds fast the Door yet dares not venture Fairly to open and to enter Whose Definition is A Doubt 'Twixt Life and Death 'twixt In and Out Ah! linger not lov'd Soul A slow And late Consent was a long No. Who grants at last a great while try'de And did his best to have Deny'de What Magick-Bolts what my stick Barrs Maintain the Will in these strange Warrs What Fatall yet fantastick Bands Keep the free Heart from his own Hands Say lingring Fair why comes the Birth Of your brave Soul so slowly forth Plead your Pretences O you strong In weaknesse why you chuse so long In Labour of your self to ly Not daring quite to Live nor Die So when the Year takes cold we see Poor Waters their own Prisoners be Fetter'd and lock'd up fast they lie In a cold self-captivity Th' astonish'd Nymphs their Floud's strange Fate deplore To find themselves their own severer Shoar Love that lends haste to heaviest things In you alone hath lost his wings Look round and reade the World 's wide face The field of Nature or of Grace Where can you fix to find Excuse Or Pattern for the Pace you use Mark with what Faith Fruits answer Flowers And know the Call of Heav'n's kind showers Each mindfull Plant hasts to make good The hope and promise of his Bud. Seed-time's not all there should be Harvest too Alas and has the Year no Spring for you Both Winds and Waters urge their way And murmure if they meet a stay Mark how the curl'd Waves work and wind All hating to be left behind Each bigge with businesse thrusts the other And seems to say Make haste my Brother The aiery nation of neat Doves That draw the Chariot of chast Loves Chide your delay yea those dull things Whose wayes have least to doe with wings Make wings at least of their own Weight And by their Love controll their Fate So lumpish Steel untaught to move Learn'd first his Lightnesse by his Love What e're Love's matter be he moves By th'even wings of his own Doves Lives by his own Laws and does hold In grossest Metalls his own Gold All things swear friends to Fair and Good Yea Suitours Man alone is wo'ed Tediously wo'ed and hardly wone Only not slow to be undone As if the Bargain had been driven So hardly betwixt Earth and Heaven Our God would thrive too fast and be Too much a gainer by 't should we Our purchas'd selves too soon bestow On him who has not lov'dus so When love of Us call'd Him to see If wee 'd vouchsafe his company He left his Father's Court and came Lightly as a Lambent Flame Leaping upon the Hills to be The Humble King of You and Me. Nor can the cares of his whole Crown When one poor Sigh sends for him down Detain him but he leaves behind The late wings of the lazy Wind Spurns the tame Laws of Time and Place And breaks through all ten Heav'ns to our embrace Yield to his Siege wise Soul and see Your Triumph in his Victory Disband dull Feares give Faith the day To save your Life kill your Delay 'T is Cowardise that keeps this Field And want of Courage not to Yield Yield then O yield that Love may win The Fort at last and let Life in Yield quickly lest perhaps you prove Death's Prey before the Prize of Love This Fort of your Fair Self if 't be not wone He is repuls'd indeed but You 'r undone FINIS