Fons Lachrymarum or a fountain of tears: From whence doth flow Englands Complaint, Jeremiahs Lamentations paraphras'd with Divine Meditations and an elegy Upon that Son of Valor Sir Charles Lucas. Written by John Quarles |
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Meditat. 48.
Hast thou my Soul, with persecuting Paul,Envy'd the Church? Hast thou conspir'd her fall?
Why, then my Soul, writ thou despair? 'Tis true,
The crime is great, and GOD is gracious too.
A light may shine from Heav'n, and thou shalt be
With Paul, converted from thy Tyrannie.
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