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A Carroll.
When we a Gemm or Precious stone have lost,
Is not the fabrick or the frame
Of Fancy busied, and each thing tost
And turn'd within the room?
Till we the same
Can finde again, Is't not a Martyrdom?
Is not the fabrick or the frame
Of Fancy busied, and each thing tost
And turn'd within the room?
Till we the same
Can finde again, Is't not a Martyrdom?
Doth Vanity affect us so: yet are
We slumber-charm'd, nor can employ
A thought that backward might reduce, so farre,
Lively to represent
Our Misery,
Who fell, and thus incurr'd a Banishment?
We slumber-charm'd, nor can employ
A thought that backward might reduce, so farre,
Lively to represent
Our Misery,
Who fell, and thus incurr'd a Banishment?
Shall we leave any corner Reason lends
To give sense light, unsought, untry'd?
To finde how far our Liberty extends,
And how refound we were
Re-edify'd
By th' Shepherd, and by th' Son o'th' Carpenter?
To give sense light, unsought, untry'd?
To finde how far our Liberty extends,
And how refound we were
Re-edify'd
By th' Shepherd, and by th' Son o'th' Carpenter?
May not this skill and love in him, require
The white and better stone to Mark,
And t'raise this time above all others higher,
Wherein He came (though Light)
Into the Dark,
For to restore unto Mankinde its sight?
The white and better stone to Mark,
And t'raise this time above all others higher,
Wherein He came (though Light)
Into the Dark,
For to restore unto Mankinde its sight?
Most sure it will: and where neglect denies
To be observant of this Day,
It proves not onely forfeiture of eyes,
But all parts seem asleep
Or gone astray:
So's the house again unbuilt, and lost the sheep.
To be observant of this Day,
It proves not onely forfeiture of eyes,
But all parts seem asleep
Or gone astray:
So's the house again unbuilt, and lost the sheep.
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