 | Cotton Mather's verse in English
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[Go then, my DOVE, but now no longer mine]
Go then, my DOVE, but now no longer mine;
Leave Earth, and now in heavenly Glory shine.
Bright for thy Wisdome, Goodness, Beauty here;
Now brighter in a more angelick Sphære.
JESUS, with whom thy Soul did long to be,
Into His Ark, and Arms, has taken thee.
Dear Friends, with whom thou didst so dearly live,
Feel thy one Death to them a thousand give.
Thy Prayers are done; thy Alms are spent; thy Pains
Are ended now, in endless Joyes and Gains.
I faint, till thy last Words to Mind I call;
Rich Words! HEAV'N, HEAV'N WILL MAKE AMENDS FOR ALL.
| Cotton Mather's verse in English
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