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O might those Sighs and teares returne agayne [26] |
Into my brest and eyes, wch I haue spent, |
That I might in this holy discontent |
Mourne, with some fruite, as I haue mournd in vayne, |
In mine Idolatry. what showers of rayne |
Mine eyes did wast? what greefes my hart did rent? |
That sufferance was my sinne I now repent, |
'Cause I did suffer I must suffer payne. |
Th' Hydroptique drunkard, and night scouting theefe |
The itchy Letcher, and selfe-tickling proude |
Haue the remembrance of past ioyes, for releefe |
of com̄ing Ills. To (poore) mee is allowd |
No ease, for long yet vehement greefe hath bin |
Th'effect and cause, the punishment and sinne |
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ffather; part of his double interest |
Vnto thy kingdome thy sonne giues to mee. |
His Ioynture in the knotty Trinity |
Hee keepes; and giues to mee his deaths conquest: |
This Lamb, (whose death with life the world hath blest,) |
Was from the worlds beginning slayne, and Hee |
Hath made two wills which* with the Legacy |
Of his and thy kingdome doth* thy sonnes in vest. |
Yet such are thy Lawes that men argue yet |
Whether a man those statuts can fulfill |
None doth, but thy all healing grace and spirit |
Reuiue and quicken what Law and letter kill |
Thy Lawes Abridgement and thy last com̄and |
Is All but Loue; oh let thy last will stand
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