The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue1703 |
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... Heaven 180 The Hold - faft 182 137 Decay 91 Home 99 Denial 71 Hope 114 Dialogue 107 Humility 61 The Discharge 138 A true Hymn 162 Difcipline 173 Divinity 127 FESU 145 Dooms - day 181 The Jews 149 Dotage 161 The Invitation 174 Dulness ...
... Heaven 180 The Hold - faft 182 137 Decay 91 Home 99 Denial 71 Hope 114 Dialogue 107 Humility 61 The Discharge 138 A true Hymn 162 Difcipline 173 Divinity 127 FESU 145 Dooms - day 181 The Jews 149 Dotage 161 The Invitation 174 Dulness ...
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... Heaven go . If God had laid all common , certainly Man would have been th ' encloser : but fince now God hath impal'd us , on the contrary Man breaks the fence , and every ground will plow . O what were Man , might he himself mifplace ...
... Heaven go . If God had laid all common , certainly Man would have been th ' encloser : but fince now God hath impal'd us , on the contrary Man breaks the fence , and every ground will plow . O what were Man , might he himself mifplace ...
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... Heaven or Hell . Judge not the preacher ; for he is thy Judge : If thou miflike him , thou conceiv'ft him not . God calleth preaching folly . Do not grudge To pick out treafures from an earthen pot .. The The worst fpeak fomething good ...
... Heaven or Hell . Judge not the preacher ; for he is thy Judge : If thou miflike him , thou conceiv'ft him not . God calleth preaching folly . Do not grudge To pick out treafures from an earthen pot .. The The worst fpeak fomething good ...
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... Heaven with my fift , And never yet , whom I would punish , mifs'd : Was ever grief , & c . Behold , they fpit on me in fcornful wife ; Who by my fpittle gave the blind man eyes , Leaving his blindness to mine enemies : Was ever grief ...
... Heaven with my fift , And never yet , whom I would punish , mifs'd : Was ever grief , & c . Behold , they fpit on me in fcornful wife ; Who by my fpittle gave the blind man eyes , Leaving his blindness to mine enemies : Was ever grief ...
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... Heaven , at his Manor I him fought : They told me there , that he was lately gone About fome land , which he had dearly bought Long fince on Earth , to take poffeffion . I ftraight return'd , and knowing his great Birth , I The CHURCH ...
... Heaven , at his Manor I him fought : They told me there , that he was lately gone About fome land , which he had dearly bought Long fince on Earth , to take poffeffion . I ftraight return'd , and knowing his great Birth , I The CHURCH ...
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Page 169 - I, the unkind, ungrateful ? Ah, my dear ! I cannot look on thee.' Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, 'Who made the eyes but I ?' 'Truth, Lord; but I have marred them; let my shame Go where it doth deserve.
Page 70 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page 89 - Sir, said she, Tell me, I pray, whose hands are those ? But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Then Money came, and chinking still, What tune is this, poor man ? said he : I heard in Music you had skill...
Page 161 - I aspire To a full consent. Not a word or look I affect to own, But by book, And thy book alone. Though I fail, I weep : Though I halt in pace, Yet I creep To the throne of grace.
Page 23 - I GOT me flowers to straw Thy way; I got me boughs off many a tree: But Thou wast up by break of day, And brought'st Thy sweets along with Thee. The sun arising in the east, Though he give light, and th' east perfume; If they should offer to contest With Thy arising, they presume.
Page 62 - But no hearing. O that Thou shouldst give dust a tongue To cry to Thee, And then not hear it crying ! all day long My heart was in my knee, But no hearing. Therefore my soul lay out of sight, Untuned, unstrung : My feeble spirit, unable to look right, Like a nipt blossom, hung Discontented.
Page 148 - The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure bring. Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness?
Page 59 - To dig thee out of thy dark cave and grot. Then forcing thee, by fire he made thee bright : Nay, thou hast got the face of man ; for we Have with our stamp and seal transferr'd our right ; Thou art the man, and man but dross to thee.
Page 149 - And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night.
Page 88 - I JOY, dear Mother, when I view Thy perfect lineaments, and hue Both sweet and bright : Beauty in thee takes up her place, And dates her letters from thy face, When she doth write.