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Divine Fancies

Digested into Epigrammes, Meditations, and Observations. By Fra: Quarles
  
  
  

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72. On Sinnes.

My Sinnes are like the Starres, within the skyes;
In view, in number, ev'n as bright, as great:
In this they differ: These doe set and rise;
But ah, my Sinnes doe rise, but never sett:

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Shine Son of glory, and my sins are gon,
Like twinkling Starrs, before the rising Sun.