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As thro' the Psalms from theme to theme I chang'd	A
Methinks like Eve in Paradice I rang'd	A
And ev'ry grace of song I seem'd to see	B
As the gay pride of ev'ry season she	B
She gently treading all the walks around	C
Admir'd the springing beauties of the ground	C
The lilly glist'ring with the morning dew	D
The rose in red the violet in blew	D
The pink in pale the bells in purple rows	E
And tulips colour'd in a thousand shows	E
Then here and there perhaps she pull'd a flow'r	F
To strew with moss and paint her leafy bow'r	F
And here and there like her I went along	G
Chose a bright strain and bid it deck my song	G
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But now the sacred Singer leaves mine eye	H
Crown'd as he was I think he mounts on high	H
Ere this Devotion bore his heav'nly psalms	I
And now himself bears up his harp and palms	J
Go saint triumphant leave the changing sight	K
So fitted out you suit the realms of light	K
But let thy glorious robe at parting go	L
Those realms have robes of more effulgent show	L
It flies it falls the flutt'ring silk I see	B
Thy son has caught it and he sings like thee	B
With such election of a theme divine	M
And such sweet grace as conquers all but thine	M
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Hence ev'ry writer o'er the fabled streams	N
Where frolick fancies sport with idle dreams	N
Or round the sight enchanted clouds dispose	E
Whence wanton cupids shoot with gilded bows	O
A nobler writer strains more brightly wrought	P
Themes more exulted fill my wond'ring thought	P
The parted skies are track'd with flames above	Q
As love descends to meet ascending love	Q
The seasons flourish where the spouses meet	R
And earth in gardens spreads beneath their feet	R
This fresh bloom prospect in the bosom throngs	S
When Solomon begins his song of songs	S
Bids the rap'd soul to Lebanon repair	T
And lays the scenes of all his action there	T
Where as he wrote and from the bow'r survey'd	U
The scenting groves or answ'ring knots he made	U
His sacred art the sights of nature brings	V
Beyond their use to figure heav'nly things	V
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Great son of God whose gospel pleas'd to throw	L
Round thy rich glory veils of earthly show	L
Who made the vineyard oft thy church design	M
Who made the marriage feast a type of thine	M
Assist my verses which attempt to trace	W
The shadow'd beauties of celestial grace	W
And with illapses of seraphick fire	X
The work which pleas'd thee once once more inspire	Y
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Look or illusion's airy visions draw	Z
Or now I walk the gardens which I saw	Z
Where silver waters feed a flow'ring spring	A2
And winds salute it with a balmy wing	A2
There on a bank whose shades directly rise	B2
To screen the sun and not exclude the skies	B2
There sits the sacred church methinks I view	D
The spouse's aspect and her ensigns too	D
Her face has features where the virtues reign	C2
Her hands the book of sacred love contain	C2
A light truth's emblem on her bosom shines	D2
And at her side the meekest lamb reclines	D2
And oft on heav'nly lectures in the book	E2
And oft on heav'n itself she cast a look	E2
Sweet humble fervent zeal that works within	F2
At length bursts forth and raptures thus begin	F2
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Let Him that Him my soul adores above	Q
In close communions breath his holy love	Q
For these bless'd words his pleasing lips impart	G2
Beyond all cordials chear the fainting heart	G2
As rich and sweet the precious ointments stream	H2
So rich thy graces flow so sweet thy name	I2
Diffuses sacred joy tis hence we find	J2
Affection rais'd in ev'ry virgin mind	J2
For this we come the daughters here and I	H
Still draw we forward and behold I fly	H
I fly through mercy when my king invites	K2
To tread his chambers of sincere delights	K2
There join'd by mystick union I rejoice	L2
Exalt my temper and enlarge my voice	L2
And celebrate thy joys supremely more	M2
Than earthly bliss thus upright hearts adore	M2
Nor you ye maids who breath of Salem's air	T
Nor you refuse that I conduct you there	T
Tho' clouding darkness hath eclips'd my face	W
Dark as I am I shine with beams of grace	W
As the black tents where Ishmael's line abides	N2
With glitt'ring trophies dress their inward sides	N2
Or as thy curtains Solomon are seen	O2
Whose plaits conceal a golden throne within	F2
'Twere wrong to judge me by the carnal sight	K
And yet my visage was by nature white	K
But fiery suns which persecute the meek	P2
Found me abroad and scorch'd my rosy cheek	P2
The world my brethren they were angry grown	Q2
They made me dress a vineyard not my own	Q2
Among their rites their vines I learn'd to dwell	R2
And in the mean employ my beauty fell	R2
By frailty lost I gave my labour o'er	X
And my own vineyard grew deform'd the more	M2
Behold I turn O say my soul's desire	X
Where do'st thou feed thy flock and where retire	Y
To rest that flock when noon tide heats arise	B2
Shepherd of Israel teach my dubious eyes	B2
To guide me right for why shou'd thine abide	S2
Where wand'ring shepherds turn their flocks aside	S2
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So spake the church and sigh'd a purple light	K
Sprung forth the Godhead stood reveal'd to sight	K
And heav'n and nature smil'd as white as snow	L
His seamless vesture loosely fell below	L
Sedate and pleas'd he nodded round his head	T2
The pointed glory shook and thus he said	T2
If thou the loveliest of the beauteous kind	J2
If thou canst want thy shepherd's walk to find	J2
Go by the foot steps where my flocks have trod	U2
My saints obedient to the laws of God	U2
Go where their tents my teaching servants rear	V2
And feed the kids thy young believers there	T
Shou'd thus my flocks increase my fair delight	K
I view their numbers and compare the sight	K
To Pharaoh's Horses when they take the field	W2
Beat plains to dust and make the nations yield	W2
With rows of gems thy comely cheeks I deck	X2
And chains of pendant gold o'erflow thy neck	X2
For so like gems the riches of my grace	W
And so descending glory chears thy face	W
Gay bridal robes a flow'ring silver strows	W
Bright gold engrailing on the border glows	W
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He spake the spouse admiring heard the sound	C
Then meekly bending on the sacred ground	C
She cries Oh present to my ravish'd breast	Y2
This sweet communion is an inward feast	Z2
There sits the king while all around our heads	W
His grace my Spikenard pleasing odours sheds	W
About my soul his holy comfort flies	W
So closely treasur'd in the bosom lies	W
The bundled myrrhe so sweet the scented gale	A3
Breaths all En gedi's aromatick vale	A3
Now says the king my love I see thee fair	T
Thine eyes for mildness with the dove's compare	T
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No thou belov'd art fair the church replies	W
Since all my beauties but from thee arise	W
All fair all pleasant these communions shew	D
Thy councels pleasant and thy comforts so	W
And as at marriage feasts they strow the flow'rs	W
With nuptial chaplets hang the summer bow'rs	W
And make the rooms of smelling cedars fine	M
Where the fond bridegroom and the bride recline	M
I dress my soul with such exceeding care	T
With such with more to court thy presence there	T
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Well hast thou prais'd he says the Sharon rose	W
Through flow'ry fields a pleasing odour throws	W
The valley lillies ravish'd sense regale	A3
And with pure whiteness paint their humble vale	A3
Such names of sweetness are thy lover's due	D
And thou my love be thou a lilly too	D
A lilly set in thorns for all I see	W
All other daughters are as thorns to thee	W
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Then she the trees that pleasing apples yield	W2
Surpass the barren trees that cloath the field	W2
So you surpass the sons with worth divine	M
So shade and fruit as well as shade is thine	M
I sat me down and saw thy branches spread	T2
And green protection flourish o'er my head	T2
I saw thy fruit the soul's celestial food	B3
I pull'd I tasted and I found it good	C3
Hence in the spirit to the blissful seats	W
Where love to feast mysteriously retreats	W
He led me forth I saw the banner rear	V2
And love was pencil'd for the motto there	T
Prophets and teachers in your care combine	M
Stay me with apples comfort me with wine	M
The cordial promises of joys above	Q
For hope deferr'd has made me sick with love	Q
Ah while my tongue reveals my fond desire	X
His hands support me least my life expire	Y
As round a child the parent's arms are plac'd	D3
This holds the head and that	E3

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