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Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski's Poetry, by first line

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  • Downcast midst vile sins,
    From my innermost heart
    35 lines
  • To Thee, eternal Defender of all creation,
    I call, frail, commiserate, nowhere secure.
    28 lines
  • Our almighty Lord, eternal, unfathomed,
    To Thee Cherubin proclaim \
    20 lines
  • If midst Rome you wish to see Rome, pilgrim,
    Tho in Rome naught of Rome might you see,
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • He's but a child, tho
    Unscathed he'd not be
    15 lines
  • She's mistress of all:
    Rule of this earth
    34 lines
  • Why flatter thyself, Tyrant,
    In ways great in evil?
    32 lines
  • Have mercy on me, my Lord,
    For a foe treds o'er me and strives
    48 lines
  • Dear people, swelled in fool's wisdom
    And clinging to error so fanciful,
    68 lines
  • Tomicki, if they'd not chide him
    Who lights a praising lamp to Light
    14 lines
  • Alas, hardpressed the whirling orbs
    And swift Titan hie fleeting hours,
    14 lines
  • 'Tis hard to love not, whilst to love
    Be sad joy, if by lust misled,
    14 lines
  • Unequalled Virgin, the second ornament
    Of the human race, whose dignity has not diminished
    14 lines
  • In shame is man conceived, through pain is born,
    And brief the time upon this earth he goes
    14 lines
  • Peace is happiness, but war is our plight
    Under the heavens. He -- prince of the night,
    14 lines
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