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Epig. 143. The Bodie bids the Soule fare-well.
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Epig. 143. The Bodie bids the Soule fare-well.
For thee (ô Soule) my Mother Earth I left,And now, I must of thee be thus bereft.
The Soule bids the Bodie fare-well.
And I, fond Foole, did God my Father Leaue
For thee; who Now to Heauen will Me receiue,
I must to Him, Thou must to Her depart,
From Heau'n am I, from Earth deriu'd, Thou art:
There, till wee meet, we must Disioyn'd remayne,
Till Earth Mee thee; God Thee Mee giue againe.
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