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An Introduction
Away vaine youth that studies nought but praise
The soules Inchauntrix, and the woe to man:
When sharpest theame in weeping Oadases,
Is all too little wretch doe what thou can.
For to manure the odour of thy sinne,
That thou from mercies seate, mayst mercy win.
The soules Inchauntrix, and the woe to man:
When sharpest theame in weeping Oadases,
Is all too little wretch doe what thou can.
For to manure the odour of thy sinne,
That thou from mercies seate, mayst mercy win.
Deuote thy wits to loue and venery,
Base subiect, fit to adde sinne vnto sinne:
Be-witch mens soules with beauties fopperie,
By Uenus forged-Goddesse praise to winne.
Onely let me for my sinnes feare a rod,
Learne how to liue, and not offend my God.
Base subiect, fit to adde sinne vnto sinne:
Be-witch mens soules with beauties fopperie,
By Uenus forged-Goddesse praise to winne.
Onely let me for my sinnes feare a rod,
Learne how to liue, and not offend my God.
Illuminating God, faire milke-white Doue,
The soules best teacher, Tutor vnto blisse:
Afflictions comfort, Ghost of eternall loue,
Cleane Guest, that loues to Inne, where no sinne is.
License my soule to weepe with those true eyes,
That heauens implore, and all the world despise.
The soules best teacher, Tutor vnto blisse:
Afflictions comfort, Ghost of eternall loue,
Cleane Guest, that loues to Inne, where no sinne is.
License my soule to weepe with those true eyes,
That heauens implore, and all the world despise.
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