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Sonnet. XXIIII.
[Pvre spotlesse ofspring of vngratefull Iurie]
Pvre spotlesse ofspring of vngratefull Iurie(At morning, mid-day, and at quiet night)
I neither will forget thy praise, nor might:
When men vngratefull shall prouoke thy furie
I shall bee safe, if that deare grace procure I
And finde sweete comfort of eternall light,
Mongst Cherubes, Seraphins, and Angels bright.
But if thy precepts I forget, then sure I
With sinners must expect my portion dew,
Because thy grace celestiall I abus'd.
And in thy face (with vile contorcion) threw
Those sacred blessings stubbornely refus'd:
At length I like an Angell shall appeare
In spotlesse white, an Angels Crowne to weare.
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