• iit the· Soul of M an.. 89 we have never feen, will many· ti1ncs· en.. gage our hearts, and n1ake us hugely cen– cerned in all his intcrd1s. And what is it, I pray you, that ei1gages us fo much to thofe with whon1 we converfe? l' cannot think that it is merely the colour of their face, or their comely proportions; for then we iliould fall in love with fiatues, and pictures, and flowers. Thefe out– ward accomplifhments may a little del ght the eye, but would never be able to prevail· fo tnuch on the heart, if they did not re... prefent fome vital perfeCtion. We ei-ther fee or arprchend fome greatncfs of mind, or vigour of fpirit, or fwcctncfs of difpo– fition; fome fprightlinefs, or wifdom, or goodnefs, wbich . charn1 our fpirit, and com111and our love. Now thcfe perfeCti– ons are not obvious to the !Jght; the eyes can only clifcern the figns and effeCt of then1: and if it be the underfbinding that direCts the affection, and vi tal perfections prevail with it, certainly the excellencies of the divine nature (the traces whereof we cannot but difcovcr in every th ing we behold) would not fail to engage our hearts, if we did feriouily view and rrg:ud them. Shall we not be infinitdy more tranfported with that aln)jghty vi' ifdon1 and goodnefs which fills the w1iverfc, and H 3 difplays •
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