Silex scintillans, or, Sacred poems and priuate eiaculations by Henry Vaughan ...
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Silex scintillans, or, Sacred poems and priuate eiaculations by Henry Vaughan ...
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Vaughan, Henry, 1622-1695.
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London :: Printed by T.W. for H. Blunden ...,
1650.
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"Silex scintillans, or, Sacred poems and priuate eiaculations by Henry Vaughan ..." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A64747.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 1, 2024.
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The Call.
COme my heart! come my headIn sighes, and teares!'Tis now, since you have laine thus deadSome twenty years;Awake, awake,Some pitty takeUpon your selves —Who never wake to grone, nor weepe,Shall be sentenc'd for their sleepe.
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Doe but see your sad estate,how many sandsHave left us, while we careles sateWith folded hands;What stock of nights,Of dayes, and yearesIn silent flightsStole by our eares,How ill have we our selves bestow'dWhose suns are all set in a Cloud?
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Yet, come, and let's peruse them all;And as we passe,What sins on every minute fallScore on the glasse;Then weigh, and rateTheir heavy StateUntillThe glasse with teares you fill;That done, we shalbe safe, and good,Those beasts were cleane, that chew'd the Cud.
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