"His Spir't burns up our dross, & makes our graces / Sparkle like furnace gold"

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for the Author
Date
1667
Metaphor
"His Spir't burns up our dross, & makes our graces / Sparkle like furnace gold"
Metaphor in Context
His Spir't burns up our dross, & makes our graces
Sparkle like furnace gold
, Christ the mind fills
With light in us, a tender heart he places;
And files off the Rebellion of our Wills.
Upon the Soul he rises, and he brings
An healing vertue in his balmie wings.
Provenance
Searching in HDIS (Poetry)
Citation
Nicholas Billingsley, Thesauro-Phylakion, or A Treasury of Divine Raptures. Consisting of Serious Observations, Pious Ejaculations, Select Epigrams. Alphabetically Rank'd and Fil'd by a Private Chaplain to the Illustrious and Renowned Lady Urania The Divine and Heavenly Muse. (London: Parkhurst, 1667). <Link to EEBO>
Date of Entry
05/27/2005

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.