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 Holy Innocents. |
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The Holy Innocents.
Hail, you sweet and budding flowers,Whom (when you life began to taste)
The enemy of Christ devours,
As whirlwinds down young Roses cast.
First Sacrifice to Christ you went,
Of offered Lambs a tender sort,
With Palms and Crowns, you, innocent,
Before the sacred Altar sport.
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Whom the unspotted Virgin bore;
All glory to the Trinitie,
From all, both now and evermore.
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