Sions elegies. Wept by Ieremie the prophet, and periphras'd by Fra. Quarles

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Sions elegies. Wept by Ieremie the prophet, and periphras'd by Fra. Quarles
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London :: Printed by W. Stansby for Thomas Dewe, and are to bee sold at his shoppe in Saint Dunstanes Church-yard,
1625.
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"Sions elegies. Wept by Ieremie the prophet, and periphras'd by Fra. Quarles." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A68937.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 5, 2024.

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ELEG. 2.

BOndage hath forc'd my seruile necke to faile Beneath her load; Afflictions nimble Flaile Hath thrasht my soule vpon a floore of stones, And quasht the marrow of my broken bones; Th'assembled powres of Heauen enrag'd, are eager To roote me out; Heauens souldiers doe beleager My worried soule, my soule vnapt for fleeing, That yeelds, o'reburthen'd with her tedious being; Th'Almighties hand hath clouded all my light, And clad my soule with a perpetuall night, A night of torments, and eternall sorrow, Like that of Death, that neuer findes a morrow.
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