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. 4.
I have displeased Heav'n, where shall I flyTo hide my self from his offended eye?
If rocks, or caves, could hide me from my sin,
There, there I'd go, and hide my self within
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The night of sin is gone, and now 'tis day.
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