 | Poems on several occasions |  |
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On the Dark Lamps at W---d---k.
The Sacred Text doth this record,
Five virgins went to meet their Lord
With lamps that shin'd most bright;
But ah! not having oil in store
To trim them up, their folly sure
Was crown'd with endless night.
Five virgins went to meet their Lord
With lamps that shin'd most bright;
But ah! not having oil in store
To trim them up, their folly sure
Was crown'd with endless night.
Again it says, another five
With wary prudence did contrive,
That when the Bridegroom came,
Their lamps all spread around such rays,
As gain'd from him the happy praise
Of Wisdom's lasting name.
With wary prudence did contrive,
That when the Bridegroom came,
Their lamps all spread around such rays,
As gain'd from him the happy praise
Of Wisdom's lasting name.
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Now judge ye Readers, What are they,
Whose lamps once shone like the bright day?
Yet now, dark and obscure,
Join hand in hand with pitchy night:
Is it their actions hate the light;
Or have they lost their store?
Whose lamps once shone like the bright day?
Yet now, dark and obscure,
Join hand in hand with pitchy night:
Is it their actions hate the light;
Or have they lost their store?
| Poems on several occasions | |