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The temple

Sacred poems and private ejaculations. By Mr George Herbert
 

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Bitter-sweet.

Ah my deare angrie Lord,
Since thou dost love, yet strike;
Cast down, yet help afford;
Sure I will do the like.

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I will complain, yet praise;
I will bewail, approve:
And all my sowre-sweet dayes
I will lament, and love.