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As spring the winter doth succeed, And leaues the naked Trees doe dr… The earth all black is cloth’d in… At svn—shine each their joy expres… My Svns returned with healing win…
By night when others soundly slept And hath at once both ease and Re… My waking eyes were open kept And so to lie I found it best. I sought him whom my Soul did Lov…
What God is like to him I serve, What Saviour like to mine? O, never let me from thee swerue, For truly I am thine. My thankfull mouth shall speak thy…
All Praise to him who hath now tu… My feares to Joyes, my sighes to… My Teares to smiles, my sad to gl… He’s come for whom I waited long. Thou di’st preserve him as he went…
Most truly honoured, and as truly… If worth in me or ought I do appe… Who can of right better demand the… Than may your worthy self from who… The principal might yield a greate…
In my distress I sought the Lord When naught on earth could comfort… And when my soul these things abho… Then, Lord, Thou said’st unto me,… Thou knowest the sorrows that I f…
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund’ring noise And piteous shrieks of dreadful vo… That fearful sound of “Fire!” and…
As he said vanity, so vain say I, Oh! Vanity, O vain all under sky; Where is the man can say, “Lo, I… On brittle earth a consolation sou… What isn’t in honor to be set on h…
Lo now! four other acts upon the s… Childhood, and Youth, the Manly,… The first: son unto Phlegm, grand… Unstable, supple, moist, and cold’… The second: frolic claims his pedi…
To finish what’s begun, was my int… My thoughts and my endeavours ther… Essays I many made but still gave… The more I mus’d, the more I was… The subject large my mind and body…
By night when others soundly slept… And had at once both case and rest… My waking eyes were open kept And so to lie I found it best. I sought Him whom my soul did lov…
A worthy Matron of unspotted life… A loving Mother and obedient wife… A friendly Neighbor, pitiful to p… Whom oft she fed, and clothed with… To Servants wisely aweful, but ye…
Phoebus make haste, the day’s too… The silent night’s the fittest tim… But stay this once, unto my suit g… And tell my griefs in either hemis… (And if the whirling of thy wheels…
I had eight birds hatched in one n… Four cocks there were, and hens th… I nursed them up with pain and car… Nor cost, nor labour did I spare, Till at the last they felt their w…
When Sorrowes had begyrt me rovnd… And Paines within and out, When in my flesh no part was sovnd… Then didst thou rid me out. My burning flesh in sweat did boyl…