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But oh, for thee, for him, hath th'Inne no roome? |
Yet lay him in this stall, and from the Orient, |
Starres, and wisemen will travell to prevent |
Th'effects of Herods jealous generall doome. |
Seest thou, my Soule, with thy faiths eyes, how he |
Which fils all place, yet none holds him, doth lie? |
Was not his pity towards thee wondrous high, |
That would have need to be pittied by thee? |
Kisse him, and with him into Egypt goe, |
With his kinde mother, who partakes thy woe. |
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TEMPLE. |
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4 With his kinde mother, who partakes thy woe, |
Ioseph turne backe; see where your child doth sit, |
Blowing, yea blowing out those sparks of wit, |
Which himselfe on the Doctors did bestow; |
The Word but lately could not speake, and loe |
It sudenly speakes wonders, whence comes it, |
That all which was, and all which should be writ, |
A shallow seeming child, should deeply know? |
His Godhead was not soule to his manhood, |
Nor had time mellowed him to this ripenesse, |
But as for one which hath a long taske, 'tis good, |
With the Sunne to begin his businesse, |
He in his ages morning thus began, |
By miracles exceeding power of man. |
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CRVCIFYING. |
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5 By miracles exceeding power of man, |
Hee faith in some, envie in some begat,
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