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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16742	An excellent poeme, vpon the longing of a blessed heart which loathing the world, doth long to be with Christ. With an addition, vpon the definition of loue. Compiled by Nicholas Breton, Gentleman.	Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?	1601 (1601)	STC 3649; ESTC S104781	14,766	48

voide of loue Some thinke it is a babe of beauties getting Nurst vp by Nature and times onely breeding A pretty worke to set the wits a whetting Vpon a fancy of an humours feeding Where reason findes but little sense in reeding No no I see children must goe to Schoole Philosophie is not for euery foole And some againe thinke there is no such thing But in conceit a kinde of coyned Iest Which onely doth of idle humors spring Like to a Bird within a Phoenix nest Where neuer yet did any yong one rest But let such fooles take heed of blasphemie For loue is high in his Diuinitie But to be short to learne to finde him out T is not in beauties eyes nor babyes harts He must goe beat another world about And seeke for loue but in those liuing parts Of reasons light that is the life of Arts That will perceiue though he can neuer see The perfect essence whereof loue may be It is too cleare a brightnesse for mans eye Too high a wisedom for his wits to finde Too deepe a secret for his sense to trie And all too heauenly for his earthly minde It is a grace of such a glorious kinde As giues the soule a secret power to know it But giues no heart nor spirit power to show it It is of heauen and earth the highest beautie The powerfull hand of heauens and earths creation The due commander of all spirits duety The Deitie of Angels Adoration The glorious substance of the soules saluation The light of Truthe that all perfection trieth And life that giues the life that neuer dieth It is the height of God and hate of ill Tryumph of Trueth and falshoods ouerthrow The onely worker of the highest will And onely knowledge that doeth knowledge know And onely ground where it doeth onely growe It is in summe the substance of all blisse Without whose blessing all thing nothing is But in it selfe it selfe it all containeth And from it selfe but of it selfe it giueth It nothing loseth and it nothing gaineth But in the glorie of it selfe it liueth A ioy which soone away all sorrow driueth The prooued truth of all perfections storie Our God incomprehensible in glorie Thus is it not a Riddle to be read And yet a secret to be found in reading But when the heart ioynes yssue with the head In settled faith to seeke the spirits feeding While in the woundes that euer fresh are bleeding In Christ his side the faithfull soule may see In perfect life what perfect loue may be No further seeke then for to finde out loue Then in the liues of euerliuing blisse Where carefull conscience may in comfort prooue In sacred loue that heauenly substance is That neuer guides the gracious minde amisse But makes the soule to finde in lifes behoue What thing indeed end nothing else is loue Then make no doubt of either good or bad If this or that in substance or in thought And by what meanes it may be sought or had Whereof it is and how it may be wrought Let it suffice the word of truth hath taught It is the grace but of the liuing God Before beginning that with him abode It brought forth power to worke wisedome to will Iustice to iudge Mercie to execute Vertue to plant Charitie to fill Time to direct Truth falshood to confute Pitie to pleade in pemtences suite Patience to bide and peace to giue the rest To prooue how loue doth make the spirit blest And this is God and this same God is loue For God and loue in charitie are one And charitie is that same God aboue In whome doth liue that onely loue alone VVithout whose grace true loue is neuer none Then seeke no further what is loue to finde But onely carie God within thy minde Leaue in the world to looke for any loue For on the earth is little faith to finde And faithlesse hearts in too much trueth doe proue Loue doth not liue where care is so vnkinde Men in their natures differ from their kinde Sinne fils the world so full of secret euils Men should be Gods to men but they are deuils Christ lou'd to death yet loue did neuer die For loue by death did worke the death of death Oh liuing loue oh heauenly Mystery To great a glory for this world beneath The blessed breathing of the highest breathe Blest are they borne that onely finde in thee Oh blessed God what blessed loue nay be Let then the Poets leaue their idle humours That write of loue where there is no such thing And let the world not hearken to those rumours That speake of loue or whence that life doeth spring Except it be in this our blessed king And Lord of life in whom our foules may proue The onely life of euerliuing loue Let wantons weepe that laughing sought for loue VVithin the Gems of their mistaken ioyes And turne with teares that perfect path to proue That leades the spirit from the worlds annoyes Vnto that treasure that admits no toyes But in the riches of the soule doeth proue The heauenly life of blessed spirits loue And let the wise if any such there be As God forbid but there were many such That in their soules by secret wisedome see In the true triall of true vertues touch The worth that faith can not affect too much Confesse they finde in trueths effects alone That God is loue without whom there is none Amidde the skie there is one onely sunne Amidde the ayre one onely Phoenix flies One only Time by which all houres doe runne One onely life that liues and neuer dies One onely eye that euerie thought descries One onely light that shewes one onely loue One onely loue and that is God aboue To say yet further what this loue may be It is a holy heauenly excellence Aboue the power of any eye to see Or wit to finde by worlds experience It is the spirit of lifes Quintessence VVhose rare effects may partly be perceiued But to the full can neuer be conceiued It is repentance sweete restoratiue The Rosa solis the ficke soule reuiueth It is the faithfull hearts preseruatiue It is the hauen where happie grace arriueth It is the life that death of power depriueth It is in summe the euerlasting blisse VVhere God alone in all his glorie is It is a ioy that neuer comes in iest A comfort that doth cut off euerie care A rule wherein the life of life doth rest VVhere all the faithfull finde their happie fare A good that doth but onely God declare A line that his right hand doth drawe so euen As leads the soule the high waye vnto heauen If then henceforth you aske what thing is loue In light in life in grace in God goe looke it And if in these you doe not truely prooue How in your hearts you may for euer booke it Vnhappy thinke yourselues you haue mistooke it For why the life that death hath ouer-trod Is but the loue of Grace and