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Book: The Temple - Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations

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  • I struck the board, and cry'd, No more;
                        I will abroad.
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  •     When God at first made man,
    Having a glasse of blessings standing by;
    22 lines, 1 comment
  •           Holinesse on the head,
        Light and perfections on the breast,
    28 lines
  • The harbingers are come. See, see their mark;
    White is their colour, and behold my head.
    40 lines
  • Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
            Guiltie of dust and sinne.
    22 lines, 1 comment
  • Immortal Love, authour of this great frame,
    Sprung from that beautie which can never fade;
    37 lines
  • When first thou didst entice to thee my heart,
            I thought the service brave;
    75 lines
  • Lord, Who createdst man in wealth and store,
    Though foolishly he lost the same,
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  • The merry World did on a day
    With his train-bands and mates agree
    24 lines
  • If as the windes and waters here below
                            Do flie
    19 lines
  • Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
    The bridal of the earth and sky:
    18 lines
  • Lord, how can man preach thy eternall word?
          He is a brittle crazie glasse;
    16 lines
  •               My God, I heard this day
    That none doth build a stately habitation
    61 lines
  • As I one ev'ning sat before my cell,
    Me thought a starre did shoot into my lap.
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  • I made a posie, while the day ran by: 
    Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie 
    19 lines
  •     How fresh, O Lord, how sweet and clean
    Are thy returns! ev'n as the flowers in spring;
    54 lines
  • Having been tenant long to a rich lord,
        Not thriving, I resolved to be bold,
    16 lines
  • Sorrie I am, my God, sorrie I am,
    That my offences course it in a ring.
    19 lines
  • Ah, my deare angrie Lord,
    Since thou dost love, yet strike;
    8 lines
  • Awake, sad heart, whom sorrow ever drowns:
        Take up thine eyes, which feed on earth,
    16 lines
  • While that my soul repairs to her devotion,
    Here I entombe my flesh, that it betimes
    26 lines
  • O Sacred Providence, who from end to end
    Strongly and sweetly movest! shall I write,
    152 lines
  • Sweetest of sweets, I thank you: when displeasure
              Did through my bodie wound my minde,
    13 lines
  • Alas, poor Death! Where is thy glory?
    Where is thy famous force, thy ancient sting?
    11 lines
  • Sweet Peace, where dost thou dwell? I humbly crave,
                        Let me onc
    47 lines, 1 comment
  •     When my devotions could not pierce
                        Thy silent
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  • Rise heart; thy lord is risen. Sing his praise
                        Without delaye
    34 lines
  •       O Day most calm, most bright
    The fruit of this, the next world's bud,
    70 lines
  • A wreathed garland of deserved praise,
    Of praise deserved, unto thee I give,
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • I threatned to observe the strict decree
        Of my deare God with all my power and might:
    15 lines
  • O who will give me tears? Come, all ye springs,
    Dwell in my head and eyes: come, clouds and rain:
    18 lines
  •       Heark, how the birds do sing,
                  And woods do ring.
    40 lines
  •     Wounded I sing, tormented I indite,
    Thrown down I fall into a bed, and rest:
    13 lines
  •     The fleet Astronomer can bore
    And thread the spheres with his quick-piercing minde
    30 lines
  •             How soon doth man decay!
    When clothes are taken from a chest of sweets
    40 lines
  •       Lord how couldst thou so much appease
    Thy wrath for sinne, as when mans sight was dimme,
    53 lines
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