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| His soule shall fill up his sepulchrall stone,) |
| Anticipate a Resurrection; |
| For, as in his fame, now, his soule is here, |
| So, in the forme thereof his bodie's there; |
| And if, faire soule, not with first Innocents |
| Thy station be, but with the Pænitents, |
| (And, who shall dare to aske then when I am |
| Dy'd scarlet in the blood of that pure Lambe, |
| Whether that colour, which is scarlet then, |
| Were black or white before in eyes of men?) |
| When thou remembrest what sinnes thou didst finde |
| Amongst those many friends now left behinde, |
| And seest such sinners as they are, with thee |
| Got thither by repentance, Let it bee |
| Thy wish to wish all there, to wish them cleane; |
| Wish him a David, her a Magdalen. |
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| The Annuntiation and Passion. |
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| Tamely fraile flesh, abstaine to day; to day |
| My soule eates twice, Christ hither and away. |
| She sees him man, so like God made in this, |
| That of them both a circle embleme is, |
| Whose first and last concurre; this doubtfull day |
| Of feast or fast, Christ came, and went away, |
| She sees him nothing twice at once, who'is all; |
| She sees a Cedar plant it selfe, and fall, |
| Her Maker put to making, and the head |
| Of life, at once, not yet alive, and dead; |
| Shee sees at once the virgin mother stay |
| Reclus'd at home, Publique at Golgotha.
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[CW: Sad] |