Solomon's recantation Intituled Ecclesiastes, paraphras'd. With A Soliloquy or Meditation Upon Every Chapter. By Francis Quarles |
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 | CHAP. III. Solomon's recantation |  |
The great Creator in his wise Decree
Hath pitcht a Time when every Change shall be,
And through his watchful Providence hath given
A Season to each Purpose under Heaven;
There is a Time appointed for our Birth,
And there's a Time for Earth to turn to Earth:
There is a Time to plant, a Time wherein
To pluck those Plants, thus planted, up again:
There is a Season when to build, ev'n so,
There is a Season to demolish too:
There is a Season to inflict a Wound,
And there's another Season to make sound:
There is a Time for Tears to drown thine Eye;
A Time to laugh and lay thy Sorrows by:
There is a Time to mourn; a Time to meet
The sprightly Musick with thy num'rous Feet:
There is a due appointed Season, either
To scatter Stones, or gather Stones together:
There is a Time t'embrace, and there be Spaces
Of Time, appointed to refrain Embraces:
There is a Time to gain, and there's ordain'd
Another Time to lose the Thing we gain'd;
There is a Time to recollect and lay
Thy Treasure up; a Time to cast away:
There is a Time appointed when to rend;
And there's a Time appointed when to mend:
A Time for Silence, and a Time to break
Reserved Silence; there's a Time to speak:
A Time to love, and there's a Time t'abate
Our warm Affections; there's a Time to hate:
A Time of War, and there's a Time to cease
The bloody Battle; there's a Time for Peace.
Hath pitcht a Time when every Change shall be,
And through his watchful Providence hath given
A Season to each Purpose under Heaven;
There is a Time appointed for our Birth,
And there's a Time for Earth to turn to Earth:
There is a Time to plant, a Time wherein
To pluck those Plants, thus planted, up again:
There is a Season when to build, ev'n so,
There is a Season to demolish too:
There is a Season to inflict a Wound,
And there's another Season to make sound:
There is a Time for Tears to drown thine Eye;
A Time to laugh and lay thy Sorrows by:
There is a Time to mourn; a Time to meet
The sprightly Musick with thy num'rous Feet:
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To scatter Stones, or gather Stones together:
There is a Time t'embrace, and there be Spaces
Of Time, appointed to refrain Embraces:
There is a Time to gain, and there's ordain'd
Another Time to lose the Thing we gain'd;
There is a Time to recollect and lay
Thy Treasure up; a Time to cast away:
There is a Time appointed when to rend;
And there's a Time appointed when to mend:
A Time for Silence, and a Time to break
Reserved Silence; there's a Time to speak:
A Time to love, and there's a Time t'abate
Our warm Affections; there's a Time to hate:
A Time of War, and there's a Time to cease
The bloody Battle; there's a Time for Peace.
| CHAP. III. Solomon's recantation | |