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The Lamentations of Ieremy, for the most part ac- cording to Tremelius. |
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Chap. I. |
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1 How sits this citie, late most populous, |
Thus solitary, and like a widdow thus? |
Amplest of Nations, Queene of Provinces |
She was, who now thus tributary is? |
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2 Still in the night shee weepes, and her teares fall |
Downe by her cheekes along, and none of all |
Her lovers comfort her; Perfidiously |
Her friends have dealt, and now are enemie. |
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3 Unto great bondage, and afflictions |
Juda is captive led; Those nations |
With whom shee dwells, no place of rest afford, |
In streights shee meets her Persecutors sword. |
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4 Emptie are the gates of Sion, and her waies |
Mourne, because none come to her solemne dayes. |
Her Priests doe groane, her maides are comfortlesse, |
And shee's unto her selfe a bitternesse.
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[CW: 5 Her] |