174 'O H the Mystical Poetry -of 



" In eternity without beginning, a my of thy beauty began to gleam* 

 (e when Love fprang into being, and caft flames over all nature j 



€S On th it day thy -cheek "fparkled even under thy veil, and all this 

 u beautiful imagery appeared on the mirror of our fancies. 



« s Rise, my foul j that I may pour thee forth on the pencil of that fu~ 

 " premeartift, who comprized in a turn of his compafs all this wonderful 

 ** fcenery I 



-?* From the moment, when 1 heard the divine fentence, I have breathed 

 " into man a portion of ~my Spirit, I was allured, rthat we were His? and He 

 •" ourSc 



u Where are the glad tidings of union with thee, that I may abandon 

 *« all defire of life? I am a bird of holinefs, and would fain efcape 



« s from the net of this world, 



" Shed, O Lord, from the cloud of heavenly guidance one cheering 

 ■« mower, before, the moment, when I muft rife up like a particle of dry 

 « e dull! 



"THEfumof our tranfadions in this univerfe, is nothing: bring us 

 << the wine of devotion j for the poileffions of this world vanifh. 



"The true Objed of heart and foul is the glory of union with our belov- 

 « ed: that objed really exifls, but without it both heart and foul would 

 ie have no exigence. 



