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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A80028	Divine blossomes. A prospect or looking-glass for youth: wherein and whereby he may plainly behold and see a supereminency and super-excellency of grace and religion, beyond the worlds honor, glory, fame, repute, pleasure, joy, delight, love,. [sic] And all other lower accomodations whatsoever. Laid down to youth by exciting parallel between [brace] earths honor carnal pleasure inordinate love [brace] and [brace] heavens glory and spiritual pleasure divine love. Under every of which particulars, the author exemplarily expresseth himself in a varied verse. / Composed by a hearty wel-wisher to the youthful generation, Francis Cockin, alias Cokayne.	Cockin, Francis.	1657 (1657)	Wing C4873; Thomason E1652_1; ESTC R209121	43,716	131

behove Loyal to him to be Yes that I will With all the skill That I can make or gain Whose work about I will lay out My self with might and main 27. Come Lovers I 'll you tell What privilege I have The which I will not sell For all Earths glory brave Although that glory Shews none can story Whereof my love possest Yet still dare I To him draw nigh In love to be refresht 28. My love he is not coy Though beautiful and fair But fills my soul with joy It glads me to appear Before his sight For why with might Afresh he doth me fill He ne'r me scorns But me adorns According to his will 29. While that low worthless beauty That thou dost so adore Presenting with such duty Gives thee no thanks therefore But makes thee serve While like to starve Regarding not thy love Whom thou draw'st nigh Oft she is shie And doth far off remove 30. With scorn she oft thee flouts The fruit of loath'd rejection Disdains with churlish pouts Thy tenders of affection Though thoudost crouch Her for to touch With lowly bended knee Yet she flies off Doth at thee scoff She will not no not she 31 O youth what pains thou tak'st Her love for to obtain Thy self most servile mak'st Yet merits but disdain But were I you I ne'r would sue For love so frivolous I would forsake No suit more make To be rejected thus 32. Unto my Love I never did Tender my hearts desire But he forth with me answered And sent me fire for fire What I him give He doth receive And so in mutual love We each enjoy Nor do we cloy Oh may I never move 33. They that do give a heart Unto the great Jehove May sure themselves that start He will not from his Love I 'm sure there 's none Can make their moane That they did to him tender Not onely part But their whole heart And he no love would render 34. Think'st thou that Jesus Christ The Heir of Earth and Heaven By whom thy soul was prick't And for't his life was given Thinks thou say I That he 'll deny Thee love when thou dost sue Ah no he won't His practice don't Confirm that thing as true 25. He 'll bind his listning ear When thou prefer'st a suit Thy voyce he soon will hear Nor will he then be mute He 'll condescend Unto that end For which thy suit was made He will delight And glad thy spright Come therefore ben't afraid 36. None ever made a proffer Of any thing to him That he refus'd their offer Or flung their scorn on them Ah no his grace Doth soon give place To entertain that love He 'll answer them With love again That truth of heart doth move 37. And youth when thou hast gain'd The person thou dost sue for Her love I mean obtain'd Which oft thy heart did rue for Thou art not sure It will endure For Lovers minds are changing For all that love Don't constant prove The mind is prone to ranging 38. But sure I am that love That God doth give to his Is constant can't remove It everlasting is The highest mountains And lowest fountains Shall all first cease to be The mighty hills The desert fields Shall move into the Sea 39 Could my tongue tell the sweets The pleasures of the mind That with my soul oft meets And I in love do find There is no ear That could them hear But would be ravish'd by 'em And then would spy The vanity In earthly things and fly ' em 40 No place can me debar The presence of my love That bideth every where On earth beneath above No company Can me deny My sweet converse with him Nor darkest night Hide from my sight His beauties clear and trim 41 This beauty can't decay Though age your lov 's defaces My joyes shall ' bide for aye In mutual loves embraces I shall enjoy Without annoy My love for evermore In that bright glory That none can story Where Seraphims him adore 42 The care that now I take Is only so to live A life that love may speak To whom my love I give I care not I Who doth defie The service of my love ' I shall be my care No cost to spare Sincere to him to prove 43 Commend or dis-commend My lov 's most strict commands It nought to me doth tend My act not therein stands I will endeavour Now and for ever His pleasure for to do With heart and might Both day and night Who ' er's averse thereto 44 I prize no love to his For what 's all else to me In him 's contain'd my bliss Nought care I else to see 'T is he alone That onely one On whom my hear doth fix Him would I serve Not from him swerve Nor other service mix 45. Oh may my heart be true My will and my desire Constantly him pursue And be to him entire Who is worthy Of more than I Am able for to give him But to his praise Even all my dayes I crave that I may live him 46. A thousand hearts had I And every heart the might The strength and valiancy Of thousands as his right Them unto him My hearts dear gem Would I present and give And think this all Yet far too small For him for to receive 47. My tender youthful years Hath long agoe forsaken Earth's fading foolish toyes Of them farewel hath taken My tender youth They may not sooth For dead is my desire Unto its joyes Such worthless toyes That do so soon expire 48. My tender years present Their youthful strength to him With whole and joint consent To whom bright Sol is dim Whom I adore For evermore As Soveraign Lord and King Whom I 'd reraise In strains of praise And of his Glories sing The Conclusion NOw young man lay to heart what I have said Note well each matter I have here down laid Here 's life and death presented fairly to thee Be well advis'd they both alike do woo thee Onely there 's this advantage courses ill do swiftest go their path is down the hill But youth thy breast is strong and youthful fire May carry thee up-hill-wayes and yet not tire Put thy strength to it do not back retire Thy lungs being good thy breath 't will not expire Though down-hill-waies are easie yet there 's danger In them it is the practice of each stranger Eas'ly to go yea t' light and lead their Horse There where the Road doth prove a down-hill course But up-hill wayes do offer means to try The Horses courage strength and valiancy The rider he delights swiftly to force A speedy passage on an up hill course So young man up-hill-waies present th' occasion To try thy youthful strength without perswasion Come put on courage put on manly might And mount this hill the which presents to sight A gallant prospect the bright Court of Heaven Where Saints and Angels all the glorious seven Do sit and chant the everlasting praise Of

say'd to Hanny Am not I more to thee than children many 129. So in Jehove is far more to be found Than in all Creatures if conjoyn'd together All creature-sweet is in a moment drown'd In those delights that he affordeth whither The Soul at all times freely may resort And with those pleasures may it self disport 130. Pleasures sweet pleasures precious delights To these expressions youngling sure I see thee Attend and bend thine ear come nought affrights Be sober and let those expressions chear thee God is the rist of beauty peace and love Joy and delight and therefore to him move 131. As from a mighty fountain that disperses Its great aboundance thorough many springs And in those narrow channels quickly passes And spreads its self and waters divers things So doth Jehove from his own fullness give What ever good the creature can receive 132. Now 't is absurd to think much more to say That there resides that fullness in one Spring That in the fountain head it self doth stay No more can any creature comfort bring That peace joy Satisfaction to the mind That in Jehove himself thy Soul may find 133. Extract what ere thou canst from ev'ry creature And pack that lovelynesse all up in one Beauty from one and from another feature Perfection resteth not in one alone From a third virtue a well composed Spirit That sweetnesse patience mildnesse doth enherit 134. Nay take the Quintessence of ev'ry thing That thou in any creature good canst call And then know this that all that good doth spring From God its fount and its original And if one single good so lovely is What 's he in whom thou maist them all possesse 135. Note this young man and deep impression give it Upon thine heart endorse it on thy mind Upon thy judgment do it fast on rivet And let it equal entertainment find To things of far lesse worth inferiour beauty Remove from that and give to this that duty 136. Thou canst not say that this is a demand Unreasonable of thee to be ask'd The worth of th' object rightly understand And then thou 'lt not complain that thou art task'd In any service that thou undertak'st For it to do nor that deer thou forsak'st 137. It for to gain cause worth far less doth move Thee cost labour and strength for to lay out To be an humble servant in her love And think 't a bliss to be employ'd about At any time the service of her pleasure Which to fullfill thou sparest for no treasure 138. And all 's to gain what may be lost to morrow But if not so yet 's but a petty good A sweet that doth contain a deal of sorrow A peace that many discontentments hood Leave not the kernel for the empty shell When as thou mayst enjoy'm both aswell 139. But to look ore those petty petty sweets That thou endearest to thee as thy life And for to mention some of many feates That in thy nature 's acted very rife Thou ne'r dost leave till thou hast found an object Whereto thou makest thine affections subject 140. Oh! might thy active thoughts employ themselves No lesse in seeking out to find abode ' Cquaintance and friendship and him that e'r dwels Between the Cherubims thy heaven thy God Thy self cast down before him prostrate ly With resolution if I dy I dy 141. This thou wilt do to gain her worthlesse favour On whom thou dost thy fond affection pitch There is no good like that that thou canst favour Nor any thing that thou esteem'st so much Therefore thou layst out all thy Art and strength With strong desire her to enjoy at length 142. The Suns bright rayes do far less comfort yeild Then doth the sunny beauty of her face To which thou thinkest that the fragrant field Is lesse delightfull nor of so much grace There is no happiness thou canst espy Out of the sun-shine of thy Mistris's eye 143. Thy life and happinesse lies in her smiles Thy death and misery in her frown consisteth Thy fond affection thus thy judgment spoiles Will and desire do in thee what them listeth Affection will and vain desire together Do lead th'enthraled judgment any whither 144. But oh fond youth that thou could'st turn about And see that worth from which thou turn'st thy face Ah! did'st thou but behold it out of doubt Thou would'st endeavour for to give it place T is worth where from th'algorious Queere of Heaven Have all their happinesse unto them given 145. T is worth affording each Soul faculty A full contentment of all needful things A real worth where's no deceit no ly Perfect delight and joy that 's free from stings 'T is more then th' Quintessence of every good It is a worth that can't be understood 146. It is a worth from whenceall worth's derived 'T is real substance thine a vain conceit 'T is death eternal for to be deprived Sight of the face of that al-glorious wight 'T is life e'rlasting it for to enjoy Where 's all delight and peace without annoy 147. A dark and loathsome Dungeon is that place Of no delight but sorrow now to thee That thy dear Loves sweet presence us'd to grace Where thou her lovely-face did'st use to see Her sunny beauty was that place's light To thee her absence mak'st a darksome night 148. This thou experiencest and knowst it truth But in the Suuny beauty of Gods eye Regardlesse negligent vain witlesse youth Thou knowst not what an happinesse doth ly For 't is his face his presence that makes Heaven Who sees it not of all joys are bereaven 149. Ah! couldst but half consider what it is To live without him be depriv'd the place Of his abode the misery to miss The sight of his best smiles his lovely grace 'T would break thy heart to think upon that sorrow That thou must feele thereby with deadly horrour 150. The losse of any creature Love i'n't so That losse may in an other be repaired Beare but the grief no punishment may go Along therewith beside that may be spared Considering for ought thou know'st that losse It had by thee might 'ave prov'd a cruel crosse 151. For why on earth no sweet's without some sowre There is no peace without some discontentment Withoutsome weakness there 's no strength no power No earth without some grief can't make presentment Of any joy unto thee in the least At its vain Loves let not thy soul then feast 152. But least some persons should exceptions take By misinterpreting my aime my drift And say Gods ordinance I uselesse make And chastity is a peculiar gift I wish such persons rightly to conceive me I aime at no such thing if they 'll beleeve me 153. I don't condemn such Love as lawfull is But fain would lead the creature a pitch higher Above all first to seek eternal blisse To God himself would have the Soul aspire Would have it first to mind the things of heaven Then all things else shall