Prison-Pietie or, Meditations Divine and Moral. Digested into Poetical Heads, On Mixt and Various Subjects. Whereunto is added A Panegyrick to The Right Reverend, and most Nobly descended, Henry, Lord Bishop of London. By Samuel Speed, Prisoner in Ludgate, London |
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The Wish. |
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The Wish.
Oh, that I once were in that CityWhere Hallelujah is the Ditty,
Where Contemplation is the Diet;
Sure that's the place where man is quiet.
Oh, that I once were in that Court
Where all good Spirits do resort,
Where Love, and Joy, and Grace abound;
Sure that's the place where man is crown'd.
Oh, that I once could fly the way
From my unfurnish'd house of Clay;
For should my Landlord sue for Rent,
Too late it would be to repent:
But sighs and tears will pay my score;
He's merciful, and asks no more.
Then whilst thy Fountain hath one Tear to yield,
Weep, oh my Soul, and to th'Elizium field
Swim in a River of Repentant Tears;
Thy Rent is paid, and thou art freed from fears.
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