The Amaranth Or, religious poems; consisting of fables, visions, emblems, etc. Adorned with copper-plates from the best masters [by Walter Harte] |
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The Amaranth | ||
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'Tis
Vanity to wish for length of days;
The art of living well is wise men's praise.
If death, not length of life, engag'd our view,
Life would be happier, and death happier too .
The art of living well is wise men's praise.
If death, not length of life, engag'd our view,
Life would be happier, and death happier too .
Nature foreshows our death: 'Tis God's decree;
The King, the insect dies; and so must We.
What's natural, and common to us all,
What's necessary;—none should evil call.
Check thy fond love of life, and human pride;
Shall man repine at death, when Christ has dy'd?
The King, the insect dies; and so must We.
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What's necessary;—none should evil call.
Check thy fond love of life, and human pride;
Shall man repine at death, when Christ has dy'd?
The Amaranth | ||