1

Flight is but the Preparative: The Sight

Is Deep and Infinit;

Ah me! tis all the Glory, Love, Light, Space,

Joy Beauty and Varietie

That doth adorn the Godheads Dwelling Place

Tis all that Ey can see.

Even Trades themselvs seen in Celestial Light,

And Cares and Sins and Woes are Bright.

2

Order the Beauty even of Beauty is,

It is the Rule of Bliss,

The very Life and Form and Caus of Pleasure;

Which if we do not understand,

Ten thousand Heaps of vain confused Treasure

Will but oppress the Land.

In Blessedness it self we that shall miss

Being Blind which is the Caus of Bliss.

3

First then behold the World as thine, and well

Note that where thou dost Dwell.

See all the Beauty of the Spacious Case,

Lift up thy pleasd and ravisht Eys,

Admire the Glory of the Heavnly place,

And all its Blessings prize.

That Sight well seen thy Spirit shall Prepare,

The first makes all the other Rare.

4

Mens Woes shall be but foyls unto thy Bliss,

Thou once Enjoying this:

Trades shall adorn and Beautify the Earth,

Their Ignorance shall make thee Bright,

Were not their Griefs Democritus his Mirth?

Their Faults shall keep thee right.

All shall be thine, becaus they all Conspire,

To feed and make thy Glory higher.

5

To see a Glorious Fountain and an End

To see all Creatures tend

To thy Advancement, and so Sweetly close

In thy Repose: To see them shine

In Use in Worth in Service, and even Foes

Among the rest made thine.

To see all these unite at once in Thee

Is to behold Felicitie.

6

To see the Fountain is a Blessed Thing.

It is to see the King

Of Glory face to face: But yet the End,

The Glorious Wondrous End is more;

And yet the fountain there we Comprehend,

The Spring we there adore.

For in the End the Fountain best is Shewn,

As by Effects the Caus is Known.