Divine poems Containing The History of Ionah. Ester. Iob. Sampson. Sions Sonets. Elegies. Written and newly augmented, by Fra: Quarles |
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Mors Christi. 2.
I thurst ; and who shall quench this eager Thurst?I grieve; and with my griefe my heart will burst;
I grieve, because I thurst without reliefe;
I thurst, because my Soule is burnt with griefe;
J thurst; and (dry'd with griefe) my heart will dye;
I grieve, and thurst the more, for Sorrow's dry:
The more I grieve, the more my thurst appeares:
Would God I had not griev'd out all my teares;
I thurst; and yet my griefes have made a Floud;
But teares are salt; I grieve, and thurst for blood;
I grieve for blood, for blood must send reliefe;
I thurst for blood, for blood must ease my griefe;
I thurst for sacred blood of a deare Lambe;
I grieve to thinke from whence that deare blood came;
'Twas shed for me, O let me drinke my fill,
Although my griefe remaine entier still:
O soveraigne pow'r of that Vermilian Spring,
Whose vertue, neither heart cōceives, nor tongue can sing.
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