Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...
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Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...
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Speed, Samuel, 1631-1682.
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1677.
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¶ An Infant.
EArths little Morsel, Man's small Letter,And Adam's Copy; no one betterBefore he tasted Eve:Nature's fresh Picture drawn in oyl,Which time and handling oft doth spoil.
His Soul appears like Paper white,That yet had scarce bore word aright;Neither knew how to grieve.But purest colours, without pains,Are subject most to spots and stains.
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He is above the tempts of Devil,Since he can't understand an evil.His days are raw and dull:Nor hath he yet agreed with sinTo banish joys, let sorrows in.
He cannot yet be counted wise;And being dumb, he with his eyesSings silent tunes of Lull.He kisses all, doth them approve;His Innocency is his Love.
Nature and Parents, much alike,Do sometimes dandle, sometimes strike.With hidden sugred baitThey him intice, and he doth supWhate're he finds within the Cup.
Could his weak body finde the wayTo Bliss, and here no longer stay,He'd have a happy fate.Not knowing sin, or mortal crime,He'd reach Eternity betime.
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