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The Passions.
1.
FRom Hate, Fear, Hope, Anger, and Envy free,
And all the Passions else that bee,
In vain I boast of Libertie,
In vain this State a Freedom call;
Since I have Love, and Love is all:
Sot that I am, who think it fit to bragge,
That I have no Disease besides the Plague!
2.
So in a zeal the Sons of Israel,
Sometimes upon their Idols fell;
And they depos'd the powers of Hell,
Baal, and Astarte down they threw,
And Accaron and Molock too:
All this imperfect Piety did no good,
Whilst yet, alas, the Calf of Bethel stood.
3.
Fondly I boast, that I have drest my vine
With painful art, and that the wine
Is of a taste rich and divine,
Since Love by mixing Poyson there,
Has made it worse then vinegere.
Love even the taste of Nectar changes so,
That Gods choose rather water here below.
4.
Fear, Anger, Hope, all Passions else that be,
Drive this one Tyrant out of Me,
And practice all your Tyrannie.
The change of ills some good will do:
Th'oppressed wretched Indians so,
Be'ing slaves by the great Spanish Monarch made,
Call in the States of Holland to their ayde.