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A book for boys and girls, or, Country rhimes for children by J.B.
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Bunyan, John, 1628-1688.
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Wing B5489; ESTC R26565
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Here had been Legs and Wings and Bones to pick. IV. Upon the Lord's Prayer OUr Father which in Heaven art Thy name be always hallowed Thy Kingdom come thy Will be done Thy Heav'nly path be followed By us on Earth as 't is with thee We humbly pray And let our Bread us given be From day to day Forgive our debts as we forgive Those that to us indebted are Into temptation lead us not But save us from the wicked's Snare The Kingdom 's thine the Power too We thee adore The Glory also shall be thine For evermore V Meditation upon Peep of day I Oft though it be peep of day do'nt know Whether 't is Night whether 't is Day or no. I fancy that I see a little light But cannot yet distinguish day from night I hope I doubt but steddy yet I be not I am not at a point the Sun I see not Thus 't is with such who Grace but now possest They know not yet if they are curst or blest VI. Upon the Flint in the Water This Flint time out of mind has there abode Where Chrystal Streams make their continual Road Yet it abides a Flint as much as 't were Before it touch'd the Water or came there It s hard obdurateness is not abated 'T is not at all by water penetrated Though water hath a softning vertue in 't This Stone it can't dissolve 'cause 't is a Flint Yea though it in the water doth remain It doth it's fiery nature still retain If you oppose it with it's Opposit At you yea in your face it's fire 't will spit Comparison This Flint an Emblem is of those that lye Like stones under the Word until they dye It 's Chrystal Streams hath not their nature changed They are not from their Lusts by Grace estranged VII Upon the Fish in the Water 1. The water is the Fishes Element Take her from thence none can her death prevent And some have said who have Transgressors been As good not be as to be kept from sin 2. The water is the Fishes Element Leave her but there and she is well content So 's he who in the path of Life doth plod Take all says he let me but have my God 3. The water is the Fishes Element â—er sportings there to her are excellent 〈◊〉 is God's Service unto Holy men They are not in their Element till then VIII Upon the Swallow THis pretty Bird oh how she flies and sings But could she do so if she had not Wings â—er Wings bespeak my Faith her Songs my Peace When I believe and sing my Doubtings cease IX Upon the Bee The Bee goes out and Honey home doth bring And some who seek that Hony find a sting â—ow wouldst thou have the Hony and be free â—om stinging in the first place kill the Bee Comparison This Bee an Emblem truly is of sin Whose Sweet unto a many death hath been â—ow would'st have Sweet from sin and yet not dye â—o thou it in the first place mortifie X. Upon the Creed I Do believe in God And in his only Son Born of a Woman yet begot Before the World begun I also do believe That he was crucifi'd Was dead and buried and yet Believe he never dy'd The Third day I believe He did rise from the dead Went up to Heav'n and is of God Of all things made the Head Also I do believe That he from thence shall come To judge the quick the dead and to Give unto all just Doom Moreover I believe In God the Holy Ghost And that there is an Holy Church An universal Host. Also I do believe That sin shall be forgiven And that the dead shall rise and that The Saints shall dwell in Heaven XI Upon a low'ring Morning Well with the day I see the Clouds appear And mix the light with darkness every where This threatning is to Travellers that go Long Journeys slabby Rain they 'l have or Snow Else while I gaze the Sun doth with his beams Belace the Clouds as 't were with bloody Streams This done they suddenly do watry grow And weep and pour their tears out where they go Comparison Thus 't is when Gospel-light doth usher in To us both sense of Grace and sense of Sin Yea when it makes sin red with Christ's blood Then we can weep till weeping does us good XII Upon over-much Niceness T Is much to see how over-Nice some are About the Body and Houshold Affair While what 's of worth they slightly pass it by Not doing or doing it slovenly Their house must be well furnisht be in print Mean while their Soul lies ley has no good in 't It s outside also they must beautifie When in it there 's scarce common Honesty Their Bodies they must have trick'd up and trim Their inside full of Filth up to the brim Upon their cloths there must not be a spot But is their lives more then one common Blot How nice how coy are some about their Diet That can their crying Souls with Hogs-meat quiet All drest must to an hair be else 't is naught While of the living bread they have no thought Thus for their Outside they are clean and nice While their poor Inside stinks with sin and vice XII Meditations upon the Candle MAn 's like a Candle in a Candlestick Made up of Tallow and a little Wick And as the Candle is when 't is not lighted So is he who is in his sins benighted Nor can a man his Soul with Grace inspire More then can Candles set themselves on fire Candles receive their light from what they are not Men Grace from him for whom at first they care not We manage Candles when they take the fire God men when he with Grace doth them inspire And biggest Candles give the better light As Grace on biggest Sinners shines most bright The Candle shines to make another see A Saint unto his Neighbour light should be The blinking Candle we do much despise Saints dim of light are high in no mans eyes Again though it may seem to some a Riddle We use to light our Candle at the middle True light doth at the Candles end appear And Grace the heart first reaches by the Ear. But 't is the Wick the fire doth kindle on As 't is the heart that Grace first works upon Thus both doth fasten upon what 's the main And so their Life and Vigour do maintain The Tallow makes the Wick yield to the fire And sinsul Flesh doth make the Soul desire That Grace may kindle on it in it burn So Evil makes the Soul from Evil turn But Candles in the wind are apt to flare And Christ'ans in a Tempest to despair The flame also with Smoak attended is And in our holy lives there 's much amiss Sometimes a Thief will candle-light annoy And lusts do seek our Graces to destroy What brackish is will make a Candle sputter T'wixt sin and Grace there 's oft a heavy clutter Sometimes
pray To God for Mercy and will take no Nay But wait and count that all his hard Gain-says Are nothing else but fatherly Delays Then imitate him praying Souls and cry There 's nothing like to Importunity XL. Upon an Instrument of Musick in an unskilful Hand SUppose a Viol Cittern Lute or Harp Committed unto him that wanteth Skill Can he by Strokes suppose them flat or sharp The Ear of him that hears with Musick fill No no he can do little else then scrape Or put all out of tune or break a string Or make thereon a mutt'ring like an Ape Or like one which can neither say nor sing Comparison The unlearn'd Novices in things Divine With this unskill'd Musician I compare For such instead of making Truth to shine Abuse the Bible and unsavoury are XLI Upon the Horse and his Rider THere 's one rides very sagely on the Road Shewing that he affects the gravest Mode Another rides Tantivy or full Trot To shew much Gravity he matters not Lo here comes one amain he rides full speed Hedge Ditch nor Myry Bog he doth not heed One claws it up Hill without stop or check Another down as if he 'd break his Neck Now ev'ry Horse has his especial Guider Then by his going you may know the Rider Comparison Now let us turn our Horse into a Man His Rider to a Spirit if we can Then let us by the Methods of the Guider Tell ev'ry Horse how he should know his Rider Some go as Men direct in a right way Nor are they suffered to go astray As with a Bridle they are governed And kept from Paths which lead unto the dead Now this good man has his especial Guider Then by his going let him know his Rider Some go as if they did not greatly care Whether of Heaven or Hell they should be Heir The Rein it seems as laid upon their Neck They seem to go their way without a check Now this man too has his especial Guider And by his going he may know his Rider Some again run as if resolv'd to dye Body and Soul to all Eternity Good Counsel they by no means can abide They 'l have their course whatever them betide Now these poor Men have their especial Guider Were they not Fools they soon might know their Rider There 's one makes head against all Godliness Those too that do profess it he 'l distress He 'l taunt and flout if Goodness doth appear And at its Countenancers mock and jear Now this man too has his especial Guider And by his going he might know his Rider XLII Upon the Sight of a Pound of Candles falling to the Ground BUt be the Candles down and scatt'red too Some lying here some there What shall we do Hold light the Candle there that stands on high It you may find the other Candles by Light that I say and so take up the Pound You did let fall and scatter on the Ground Comparison The fallen Candles to us intimate The bulk of God's Elect in their lapst State Their lying scatt'red in the dark may be To shew by Man's lapst State his Misery The Candle that was taken down and lighted Thereby to find them fallen and benighted Is Jesus Christ God by his Light doth gather Who he will save and be unto a Father XLIII Of Fowls flying in the Air. MEthinks I see a Sight most excellent All Sorts of Birds fly in the Firmament Some great some small all of a divers kind Mine Eye affecting pleasant to my Mind Look how they tumble in the wholesom Air Above the World of Wordlings and their care And as they divers are in Bulk and Hue So are they in their way of flying too So many Birds so many various things Tumbling i'th'Element upon their Wings Comparison These Birds are Emblems of those men that shall Ere long possess the Heavens their All in All. They are each of a divers shape and kind To teach we of all Nations there shall find They are some great some little as we see To shew some great some small in Glory be Their flying diversly as we behold Do shew Saints Joys will there be manifold Some glide some mount some flutter and some do In a mixt way of flying glory too And all to shew each Saint to his content Shall roul and tumble in that Firmament XLIV Upon a Penny Loaf THy Price one Penny is in time of Plenty In Famine doubled 't is from one to twenty Yea no man knows what Price on thee to set When there is but one Penny Loaf to get Comparison THis Loaf's an Emblem of the Word of God A thing of low Esteem before the Rod Of Famine smites the Soul with Fear of Death But then it is our All our Life our Breath XLV Upon the Vine-tree VVHat is the Vine more than another Tree Nay most than it more tall more comly be What Work-man thence will take a Beam or Pin To make ought which may be delighted in It 's Excellency in it's Fruit doth lie A fruitless Vine It is not worth a Fly Comparison What are Professors more than other men Nothing at all Nay there 's not one in ten Either for Wealth or Wit that may compare In many things with some that Carnal are Good are they if they mortifie their Sin But without that they are not worth a Pin. XLVI The Boy and Watch-maker THis Watch my Father did on me bestow A Golden one it is but 't will not go Unless it be at an Uncertainty But as good none as one to tell a Lye When 't is high Day my Hand will stand at nine I think there 's no man's Watch so bad as mine Sometimes 't is â—â—llen 't will not go at all And yet 't was never broke nor had a Fall Watch-maker Your Watch tho it be good through want of skill May fail to do according to your will Suppose the Ballance Wheels and Spring be good And all things else unless you understood To manage it as Watches ought to be Your Watch will still be at Uncertainty Come tell me do you keep it from the Dust Yea wind it also duly up you must Take heed too that you do not strain the String You must be circumspect in ev'ry thing Or else your Watch were it as good again Would not with Time and Tide you entertain Comparison This Boy an Emblem is of a Convert His Watch of th'work of Grace within his heart The Watch-maker is Jesus Christ our Lord His Counsel the Directions of his Word Then Convert if thy heart be out of frame Of this Watch-maker learn to mend the same Do not lay ope'thy heart to worldly Dust Nor let thy Graces over-grow with Rust. Be oft renew'd in th' Spirit of thy mind Or else uncertain thou thy Watch wilt find XLVII Upon the Boy and his Paper of Plumbs VVHat hast thou there my pretty Boy Plumbs How Yes Sir a Paper full I thought 't was so because with