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The Poetical Works of William Drummond of Hawthornden

With "A Cypresse Grove": Edited by L. E. Kastner

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[xiv] [For the Passion.]

If that the World doth in a maze remaine,
To heare in what a sad deploring mood,
The Pelican powres from her brest her Blood,
To bring to life her younglinges backe again?
How should wee wonder of that soueraigne Good,
Who from that Serpents sting (that had vs slaine)
To saue our liues, shed his Lifes purple flood,
And turn'd in endlesse Ioy our endlesse Paine?
Vngratefull Soule, that charm'd with false Delight,
Hast long long wandr'd in Sinnes flowrie Path,
And didst not thinke at all, or thoughtst not right
On this thy Pelicanes great Loue and Death,
Heere pause, and let (though Earth it scorne) Heauen see
Thee powre forth teares to him powr'd Blood for thee.