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But most the eye needs crossing, that can rome
And move: To th' others objects must come home,
And cross thy heart: for that in man alone
Pants downwards, and hath palpitation.
Cross those detorsions, when it downward tends,
And when it to forbidden heights pretends.
And as the brain through bony walls doth vent
By Sutures, which a Crosses form present:
So when thy brain works, e're thou utter it,
Cross and corrrect concupiscence of wit.
Be covetous of crosses, let none fall.
Cross no man else, but cross thy self in all.
Then doth the cross of Christ work faithfully
Within our hearts, when we love harmlesly
The Crosses pictures much, and with more care
That crosses children, which our crosses are.
[Transcriptions are not provided for noncanonical poems,
elegies on Donne by other authors, or prose compositions]