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Her Unbelief.
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Her Unbelief.
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'Tis a strange kind of Ign'orance this in you!That you your Victories should not spy,
Victories gotten by your Eye!
That your bright Beams, as those of Comets do,
Should kill, but not know How, nor Who.
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That truly you my Idol might appear,Whilst all the People smell and see
The odorous flames, I offer thee,
Thou sit'st, and dost not see, nor smell, nor hear
Thy constant zealous worshipper.
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They see't too well who at my fires repine,Nay th' unconcern'd themselves do prove
Quick-Ey'd enough to spy my Love;
Nor does the Cause in thy Face clearlier shine,
Then the Effect appears in mine.
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Fair Infidel! by what unjust decreeMust I, who with such restless care
Would make this truth to thee appear,
Must I, who preach it, and pray for it, be
Damn'd by thy incredulitie?
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I by thy Unbelief am guiltless slain;O have but Faith, and then that you
May know that Faith for to be true,
It shall it self by 'a Miracle maintain,
And raise me from the Dead again.
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Mean while my Hopes may seem to be o'rethrown;But Lovers Hopes are full of Art,
And thus dispute, that since my heart
Though in thy Breast, yet is not by thee known,
Perhaps thou may'st not know thine Own.
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