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 | Cotton Mather's verse in English |  |
In this Distraction mixing once again
A Consolation-cup; Thick Mists amain
About us gathering; a Murmur there
Of the blest Shade himself we then might hear.
A Consolation-cup; Thick Mists amain
About us gathering; a Murmur there
Of the blest Shade himself we then might hear.
FOND Mortals; wipe your eyes (said he) pray keep
That liquor for your selves. poor Envy 'tis
Which prompts your Threnodies for me. To weep
For my Sake, is but to Ignore my Bliss.
That liquor for your selves. poor Envy 'tis
Which prompts your Threnodies for me. To weep
For my Sake, is but to Ignore my Bliss.
O what a world of smoke of dust of Folly
Am I sayl'd from! No sin shall me annoy,
And no Temptation more to be unholy
Shall e'er molest me in my Masters JOY.
Am I sayl'd from! No sin shall me annoy,
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Shall e'er molest me in my Masters JOY.
I have my Ragged mantle dropt; I have
All Vanity and all Vexation
Escap'd, my Clay safe kept within a Grave
Preserv'd lies for the Resurrection.
All Vanity and all Vexation
Escap'd, my Clay safe kept within a Grave
Preserv'd lies for the Resurrection.
No Cross
shall ever gall my shoulders more,
From God, correcting my disorders, and
No Club e're strike me, red with ancient Gore,
Still by each Cain retained in his hand.
From God, correcting my disorders, and
No Club e're strike me, red with ancient Gore,
Still by each Cain retained in his hand.
I'm got within the Vail, and there I see
The ever-glorious Face of the GOD-MAN;
And He with Transports doth convey to me
As much of GOD as entertain I can.
The ever-glorious Face of the GOD-MAN;
And He with Transports doth convey to me
As much of GOD as entertain I can.
I Know, I Live, I Love; But How? forbear
To be inquisitive: It can't be told
To you; No, tho you all Hebricians were:
Nor can shell-vessels this things meaning hold.
To be inquisitive: It can't be told
To you; No, tho you all Hebricians were:
Nor can shell-vessels this things meaning hold.
I find besides my loving Guardians here,
Here the Good Angels that convey'd me thro'
The Divel-haunted-Dungeon-Atmosphere,
To mine annext their Hallelujahs do.
Here the Good Angels that convey'd me thro'
The Divel-haunted-Dungeon-Atmosphere,
To mine annext their Hallelujahs do.
Here, me the Chorus of the glorify'd,
The polisht stones, now in the Temple plac't
The twice cloath'd Souls, salute on ev'ry side;
I see Nathaneel here, I know the rest.
The polisht stones, now in the Temple plac't
The twice cloath'd Souls, salute on ev'ry side;
I see Nathaneel here, I know the rest.
Be glad that I am here, and after hye,
Your selves with diligence, all posting hither,
Precepts and Patterns left, my Counsels eye,
And Copyes, so we shall be soon together.
Your selves with diligence, all posting hither,
Precepts and Patterns left, my Counsels eye,
And Copyes, so we shall be soon together.
| Cotton Mather's verse in English | |