Du Bartas His Divine Weekes And Workes with A Compleate Collectio[n] of all the other most delight-full Workes: Translated and written by yt famous Philomusus: Iosvah Sylvester |
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[In constant Country, Thou maist Witnes bee]
In constant Country, Thou maist Witnes bee,The World hath nought but vain Inconstancy.
Thy Peace for War, thy War for Peace; thou takest:
Thou doubtfull floatest on vncertain Waves:
Thou ween'st, thy slaughter thee from Shambles saves:
Thy most Despight thy most Delight thou makest.
Th'hast nothing fixed, nothing firm, in Thee;
Nor constant Ought, but thine Inconstancy.
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