Silex Scintillans sacred poems and private ejaculations. The second Edition, In two Books; By Henry Vaughan, Silurist |
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Tears.
O when my God, my glory brings
His white and holy train,
Unto those clear and living Springs,
Where comes no stain!
His white and holy train,
Unto those clear and living Springs,
Where comes no stain!
Where all is light, and flowers, and fruit,
And joy, and rest,
Make me amongst them ('tis my suit!)
The last one, and the least.
And joy, and rest,
Make me amongst them ('tis my suit!)
The last one, and the least.
And when they all are fed, and have
Drunk of thy living stream,
Bid thy poor Ass (with tears I crave!)
Drink after them.
Drunk of thy living stream,
Bid thy poor Ass (with tears I crave!)
Drink after them.
Thy love claims highest thanks, my sin
The lowest pitch:
But if he pays, who loves much, then
Thou hast made beggers rich.
The lowest pitch:
But if he pays, who loves much, then
Thou hast made beggers rich.
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