Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 81, by EDWARD TAYLOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I fain would praise thee, lord, but often finde Last Line: Say grace to thee with songs of holy skill. Subject(s): Puritans In Literature | ||||||||
I fain would praise thee, Lord, but often finde Some toy or trinket slipping in between My heart and thee, that whiffles hence my minde From this I know not how, and oft unseen. That such should interpose between my Soule And thee, is matter for mee to Condole. I finde thou art the Spring of Life, and Life Is up Empon'd in thee, that's Life indeed. Thou art Lifes Fountain and its Food. The Strife Of Living things doth for Life Sake proceed. But he that with the best of Lifes is spic'te Doth eate, and drinke the Flesh, and blood of Christ. What feed on Humane Flesh and Blood? Strang mess! Nature exclaims. What Barbarousness is here? And Lines Divine this sort of Food repress. Christs Flesh and Blood how can they bee good Cheer? If shread to atoms, would too few be known, For ev'ry mouth to have a single one? This Sense of this blesst Phrase is nonsense thus. Some other Sense makes this a metaphor. This feeding signifies, that Faith in us Feeds on this fare, Disht in this Pottinger. Faith feeds upon this Heavenly Manna rare And drinkes this Blood. Sweet junkets: Angells Fare. Christs works, as Divine Cookery, knead in The Pasty Past, (his Flesh and Blood) most fine Into Rich Fare, made with the rowling pin His Deity did use. (Obedience prime) Active, and Passive is the Food that all That have this Life feed on within thy Hall. Here's Meate, and Drinke for Souls to use: (Good Cheer,) Cookt up, and Brewd by Pure Divinity The juyce tund up in Humane Casks that ne'er Were musty made by any Sluttery. And tapt by Graces hand whose table hold This fare in Dishes far more rich than Gold. Thou, Lord, Envit'st me thus to eat thy Flesh, And drinke thy blood more Spiritfull than wine. And if I feed not here on this rich mess, I have no life in mee: no life Divine. The Spirituall Life, the Life of God, and Grace Eternall Life, obtain in me no place. The Naturall Life the Life of Reason too Are but as painten Cloths to that I lack The Spirituall Life, and Life Eternall View. If none of mine, my Glorys face grows black. And how should I upon this food ere feed, If thou give unto me no vitall Seed? Those Fruits (the Works) that gloriously do shine Upon thy Humane Nature Flesh and Blood From thy Divine, are th'Purchase price, and th'Fine Set on our heads, and made our Spirituall Food. Faith thats the feeding on these pleasant flowers, Incorporates thy Flesh and Blood with ours. Thy Flesh, and Blood and Office Fruites shall bee My Souls Plumb Cake it eates, as naturally, In Spirituall wise mixt with my soul, as wee Finde food doth with the body properly. So that my life shall be mentain'd and thrive Eternally when Spiritually alive. Oh! feed mee, Lord, on thy rich Florendine. Made of the Fruites which thy Divinity As Principall did beare, (more sweet than wine) Upon thy Manhood, meritoriously. If I be fed with this rich fare, I will Say Grace to thee with Songs of holy Skill. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE PREFACE by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 1 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 32 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 3 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 56 by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: CHRIST'S REPLY by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR |
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