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THE ROMAN CATHOLICK CHURCH Described in a VISION.
I Find I'm haunted with a busie mind,
Swift as the Clouds, unstable as the wind,
It sometimes gets it Wings, and soars aloft,
Anon it steeps into delights more soft,
It's sometimes serious, and it's sometimes vain,
Sometimes it's thoughts do please, and sometimes pain;
On while they'r dark, and then they clear again;
Sometimes they'r cheerfull, sometimes they are sad;
They'r sometimes good, and often they are bad;
Sometimes, my self, my self's their only Theam,
Sometimes, they grasp at more then Caesar's claim:
They bring forth Ioy, they nowrish Fear,
They Towers into the Air do rear,
All things do seem within their Sphear:
O what a wandring thing's the Mind!
What Contrares are there combin'd?
HOw shal't be held, or where confin'd?