071:05,000@@@@@| 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,001@b | Courage my Soul, now learn to$9$ wield 071:05,002@b | The weight of thine immortal shield. 071:05,003@b | Close on$4$ thy head thy helmet bright. 071:05,004@b | Balance thy sword against the fight. 071:05,005@b | See where an army, strong as fair, 071:05,006@b | With silken banners spreads the air. 071:05,007@b | Now, if thou beest that$6#2$ thing divine, 071:05,008@b | In$4$ this day's combat let it shine: 071:05,009@b | And show that$3$ Nature wants an art 071:05,010@b | To$9$ conquer one resolved heart. <10> 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,011@c | Welcome the creation's guest, 071:05,012@c | Lord of earth, and heaven's heir. 071:05,013@c | Lay aside that$6#2$ warlike crest, 071:05,014@c | And of Nature's banquet share: 071:05,015@c | Where the souls of fruits and flowers 071:05,016@c | Stand prepared to$9$ heighten yours. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,017@b | I sup above, and can not stay 071:05,018@b | To$9$ bait so$5#1$ long upon$4$ the way. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,019@c | On$4$ these downy pillows lie, 071:05,020@c | Whose soft plumes will$1$ thither fly: <20> 071:05,021@c | On$4$ these roses strewed so$5#1$ plain 071:05,022@c | Lest one leaf thy side should strain. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,023@b | My gentler rest is on$4$ a thought, 071:05,024@b | Conscious of doing what I ought. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,025@c | If thou beest with perfumes pleased, 071:05,026@c | Such as oft the gods appeased, 071:05,027@c | Thou in$4$ fragrant clouds shalt show 071:05,028@c | Like$4$ another god below. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,029@b | A Soul that$6#1$ knows not to$9$ presume 071:05,030@b | Is heaven's and its own perfume. <30> 071:05,000[A ]| 071:05,031@c | Everything does seem to$9$ vie 071:05,032@c | Which$6#1$ should first attract thine eye: 071:05,033@c | But since none deserves that$6#2$ grace, 071:05,034@c | In$4$ this crystal view thy face. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,035@b | When the Creator's skill is prized, 071:05,036@b | The rest is all but earth disguised. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,037@c | Hark how music then prepares 071:05,038@c | For$4$ thy stay these charming airs; 071:05,039@c | Which$6#1$ the posting winds recall, 071:05,040@c | And suspend the river's fall. <40> 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,041@b | Had I but any time to$9$ lose, 071:05,042@b | On$4$ this I would it all dispose. 071:05,043@b | Cease, tempter. None can chain a mind 071:05,044@b | Whom this sweet chordage can not bind. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,045@d | Earth can not show so$5#1$ brave a sight 071:05,046@d | As when a single soul does fence 071:05,047@d | The batteries of alluring sense, 071:05,048@d | And heaven views it with delight. 071:05,049@d | Then persevere: for$3$ still new charges sound: 071:05,050@d | And if thou overcomest, thou shalt be crowned. <50> 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,051@c | All this fair, and soft, and sweet, 071:05,052@c | Which$6#1$ scatteringly doth shine, 071:05,053@c | Shall within one beauty meet, 071:05,054@c | And she be only thine. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,055@b | If things of sight such heavens be, 071:05,056@b | What heavens are those we can not see? 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,057@c | Wheresoever thy foot shall go 071:05,058@c | The minted gold shall lie; 071:05,059@c | Till thou purchase all below, 071:05,060@c | And want new worlds to$9$ buy. <60> 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,061@b | Were it not a price who$6#2$ would value gold? 071:05,062@b | And that$6#2$ is worth naught that$6#1$ can be sold. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,063@c | Wilt thou all the glory have 071:05,064@c | That$6#1$ war or peace commend? 071:05,065@c | Half the world shall be thy slave 071:05,066@c | The other half thy friend. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,067@b | What friends, if to$4$ myself untrue? 071:05,068@b | What slaves, unless I captive you? 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,069@c | Thou shalt know each hidden cause; 071:05,070@c | And see the future time: <70> 071:05,071@c | Try what depth the centre draws; 071:05,072@c | And then to$4$ heaven climb. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,073@b | None thither mounts by$4$ the degree 071:05,074@b | Of knowledge, but humility. 071:05,000[' ]| 071:05,075@d | Triumph, triumph, victorious Soul; 071:05,076@d | The world has not one pleasure more: 071:05,077@d | The rest does lie beyond the Pole, 071:05,078@d | And is thine everlasting store. 071:05,000[' ]| <1681 folio (C.59.i.8). 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Eng. poet.d.49.> 071:11,000@@@@@| 071:11,000[' ]| 071:11,000[' ]| 071:11,001[S ]| O who$6#2$ shall, from this dungeon, raise 071:11,002[S ]| A soul enslaved so$5#1$ many ways? 071:11,003[S ]| With bolts of bones, that$6#1$ fettered stands 071:11,004[S ]| In$4$ feet; and manacled in$4$ hands. 071:11,005[S ]| Here blinded with an eye; and there 071:11,006[S ]| Deaf with the drumming of an ear. 071:11,007[S ]| A soul hung up$5$, as it were, in$4$ chains 071:11,008[S ]| Of nerves, and arteries, and veins. 071:11,009[S ]| Tortured, besides each other part, 071:11,010[S ]| In$4$ a vain head, and double heart. <10> 071:11,000[' ]| 071:11,011[B ]| O who$6#2$ shall me deliver whole, 071:11,012[B ]| From bonds of this tyrannic soul? 071:11,013[B ]| Which$6#1$, stretched upright, impales me so$5#2$, 071:11,014[B ]| That$3$ mine own precipice I go; 071:11,015[B ]| And warms and moves this needless frame: 071:11,016[B ]| (A fever could but do the same.) 071:11,017[B ]| And, wanting where its spite to$9$ try, 071:11,018[B ]| Has made me live to$9$ let me die. 071:11,019[B ]| A body that$6#1$ could never rest, 071:11,020[B ]| Since this ill spirit it possessed. <20> 071:11,000[' ]| 071:11,021[S ]| What magic could me thus confine 071:11,022[S ]| Within another's grief to$9$ pine? 071:11,023[S ]| Where whatsoever it complain, 071:11,024[S ]| I feel, that$6#1$ can not feel, the pain. 071:11,025[S ]| And all my care itself employs, 071:11,026[S ]| That$6#2$ to$9$ preserve, which$6#1$ me destroys: 071:11,027[S ]| Constrained not only to$9$ endure 071:11,028[S ]| Diseases, but, what is worse, the cure: 071:11,029[S ]| And ready oft the port to$9$ gain, 071:11,030[S ]| Am shipwrecked into health again. <30> 071:11,000[' ]| 071:11,031[B ]| But physic yet could never reach 071:11,032[B ]| The maladies thou me dost teach; 071:11,033[B ]| Whom first the cramp of hope does tear: 071:11,034[B ]| And then the palsy shakes of fear. 071:11,035[B ]| The pestilence of love does heat: 071:11,036[B ]| Or hatred's hidden ulcer eat. 071:11,037[B ]| Joy's cheerful madness does perplex: 071:11,038[B ]| Or sorrow's other madness vex. 071:11,039[B ]| Which$6#1$ knowledge forces me to$9$ know; 071:11,040[B ]| And memory will$1$ not forgo. <40> 071:11,041[B ]| What but a soul could have the wit 071:11,042[B ]| To$9$ build me up$5$ for$4$ sin so$5#1$ fit? 071:11,043[B ]| So$3$ architects do square and hew, 071:11,044[B ]| Green trees that$6#1$ in$4$ the forest grew. 071:11,000[' ]| <1681 folio (C.59.i.8). 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