Fons Lachrymarum or a fountain of tears: From whence doth flow Englands Complaint, Jeremiahs Lamentations paraphras'd with Divine Meditations and an elegy Upon that Son of Valor Sir Charles Lucas. Written by John Quarles |
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Meditat. 2.
I'm now benighted, and obscur'd from light,My day of pleasure's turn'd into a night
Of clouded sorrow; Grief comes sailing on,
Steer'd by the hand of my rebellion.
Heav'n stop his passage, may he never rest
Within the harbor of my tender brest.
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