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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Thou, thou, whose heart dives in the World so deep,Seest thou thy Case? know'st thou thy own Condition?
Like head-less Bark tost 'twixt the Opposition
Of blustring Storms which every way doo sweep.
Reason, thy Rudder, is already lacking:
The Gales of Pleasure, and the Gusts of Passion,
Hurry thee headlong in the Gulf of Fashion,
On Rocks of Death thy wretched Life soon wracking.
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