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For, as it is his fame, now his soul is here, |
So, in the form thereof his bodie's there, |
And if, fair soul, not with first Innocents |
Thy station be, but with the Penitents |
(And who shall dare to ask then when I am |
Dy'd scarlet in the blood of that pure Lamb, |
Whether that colour, which is scarlet then, |
Were black or white before in eies of men?) |
When thou remembrest what sins thou didst find |
Amongst those many friends now left behind, |
And seest such sinners as they are, with thee |
Got thither by repentance, let it be |
Thy wish to wish all there, to wish them clean; |
Wish him a David, her a Magdalen. |
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The Annuntiation and Passion. |
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Tamely frail flesh, abstain to day; |
My soul 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 concurr; this doubtful 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 self, and fall. |
Her Maker put to making, and the head |
Of life, at once, not yet alive, and dead; |
She sees at once, the Virgin mother stay |
Reclus'd at home, Publique at Golgotha. |
Sad and rejoyc'd shee's seen at once, and seen |
At almost fifty, and at scarce fifteen |
At once a son is promis'd her, and gone, |
Gabriel gives Christ to her, He her to Iohn:
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