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2.9.1: “Prologue” to Preparatory Meditations

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    Lord, Can a Crumb of Earth the Earth outweigh:
    Outmatch all mountains, nay the Chrystall Sky?
    Imbosom in’t designs that shall Display
    And trace into the Boundless Deity?
    Yea, hand a Pen whose moysture doth guild ore
    Eternall Glory with a glorious glore.
    If it its Pen had of an Angels Quill,
    And sharpend on a Pretious Stone ground tite,
    And dipt in Liquid Gold, and mov’de by skill
    In Christall leaves should golden Letters write,
    It would but blot and blur: yea, jag and jar,
    Unless thou mak’st the Pen and Scribener.

    I am this Crumb of Dust which is design’d
    To make my Pen unto thy Praise alone,
    And my dull Phancy I would gladly grinde
    Unto an Edge on Zions Pretious Stone:
    And Write in Liquid Gold upon thy Name
    My Letters till thy glory forth doth flame.

    Let not th’ attempts breake down my Dust I pray,
    Nor laugh thou them to scorn, but pardon give.
    Inspire this Crumb of Dust till it display
    Thy Glory through ’t: and then thy dust shall live.
    Its failings then thou’lt overlook I trust,
    They being Slips slipt from thy Crumb of Dust.

    Thy Crumb of Dust breaths two words from its breast;
    That thou wilt guide its pen to write aright
    To Prove thou art, and that thou art the best,
    And shew thy Properties to shine most bright.
    And then thy Works will shine as flowers on Stems,
    Or as in Jewellary Shops, do jems.


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