NICOCLES. Physicians, of all men, are most happy ; what good success soever they have, the world proclaimeth; and what faults they commit, the earth covereth. EPIG. 4. My purse being heavy, if my light appear PSALM O PSALM XCI. 11. And he will give his angels charge over thee. 1. HOW mine eyes could please themselves, and How I could woo eternity, to lend My wasting day, an antidote for night! [spend My work is great, my taper spends too fast. : "Tis all I have, and soon would out or waste, Did not this blessed screen protect it from this blast. 2. O, I have lost the jewel of my soul, And I must find it out, or I must die: Alas! my sin-made darkness doth controul The bright endeavor of my careful eye: I must go search and ransack ev'ry hole ; Nor have I other light to seek it by : O if this light be spent, my work not done, My labor's worse than lost; my jewel's gone, And I am quite forlorn, and I am quite undone. 3. You blessed angels, you that do enjoy This 4. This taper of our lives, that once was plac'd And turn'd a maypole for the sporting fly; Blasted and blaz'd, had not this heav'nly screen Curb'd the proud blast, and timely stepp'd between! 5. O goodness, far transcending the report Of lavish tongues! too vast to comprehend! S. BERN |