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Divine Fancies

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

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10. On Man.

Man is a mooving Limbeck, to distill
Sweet smelling Waters; wherewithall to fill
Gods empty Bottle: Lord doe thou inspire
Thy quickning spirit; Put in thy sacred Fire;
And then mine eyes shall never cease to droppe,
Till they have brimd thy Bottle: to the Toppe:
I can doe nothing, Lord, till thou inspire:
I'm a cold Limbeck, but expecting Fire.