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In Making Bodies Love Could Not Express

In Making Bodies Love Could Not Express

In making bodies Love could not express

Itself, or art, unless it made them less.

O what a monster had in man been seen,

Had every thumb or toe a mountain been!

What worlds must he devour when he did eat?

What oceans drink! yet could not all his meat,

Or stature, make him like an angel shine ;

Or make his Soul in Glory more Divine.

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On Leaping Over the Moon

On Leaping Over the Moon

I saw new worlds beneath the water lie,

New people; ye, another sky

And sun, which seen by day

Might things more clear display.

Just such another

Of late my brother

Did in his travel see, and saw by night

A much more strange and wondrous sight;

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Walking

Walking

To walk abroad is, not with eyes,

But thoughts, the fields to see and prize;

Else may the silent feet,

Like logs of wood,

Move up and down, and see no good

Nor joy nor glory meet.

Ev'n carts and wheels their place do change,

But cannot see, though very strange

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Love

Love

O Nectar! O delicious stream!

O ravishing and only pleasure! Where

Shall such another theme

Inspire my tongue with joys or please mine ear!

Abridgement of delights!

And Queen of sights!

O mine of rarities! O Kingdom wide!

O more! O cause of all! O glorious Bride!

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The Apostasy

The Apostasy

One star

Is better far

Than many precious stones;

One sun, which is by its own luster seen,

Is worth ten thousand golden thrones;

A juicy herb, or spire of grass,

In useful virtue, native green,

An em'rald doth surpass,

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Innocence

Innocence

But that which most I wonder at, which most

I did esteem my bliss, which most I boast,

And ever shall enjoy, is that within

I felt no stain, nor spot of sin.

No darkness then did overshade,

But all within was pure and bright,

No guilt did crush, nor fear invade

But all my soul was full of light.

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Poverty

Poverty

As in the house I sate,

Alone and desolate,

No creature but the fire and I,

The chimney and the stool, I lift mine eye

Up to the wall,

And in the silent hall,

Saw nothing mine

But some few cups and dishes shine,

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The Salutation

The Salutation

These little limbs,

These eyes and hands which here I find,

These rosy cheeks wherewith my life begins,

Where have ye been? behind

What curtain were ye from me hid so long?

Where was, in what abyss, my speaking tongue?

When silent I

So many thousand, thousand years

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The Preparative

The Preparative

My Body being Dead, my Limbs unknown;

Before I skilled [sic] to prize

Those living Stars mine Eyes,

Before my Tongue or Cheeks were to me shown,

Before I knew my Hands were mine,

Or that my Sinews did my Members join,

When neither Nostril, Foot, nor Ear,

As yet was seen, or felt, or did appear;

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