The Poetical Works of William Drummond of Hawthornden With "A Cypresse Grove": Edited by L. E. Kastner |
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[Our faults thy wrath deserued haue, alas!]
Our faults thy wrath deserued haue, alas!And thou must craue iust count of eurye deed;
But if our faults their punishment doe passe,
Thy Goodnesse farre our errors doth exceed.
All, all crye mercye, chargd with grief & teares,
A iust remorse orthrowing wylier powers;
Reason can not effect in many yeeres
What thy great wisdome can in few short howres.
Passed ills wee see the present murne,
Stand fearfull & amazd of what should come,
Euen those hidden fires eternaly that burne;
For wretched life deserueth such a doome.
But loue to vs a ray send from thy face,
And after open wyde the Gates of Grace.
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