Male C. Pig a.k.a. Svinopolist (piggymouse) wrote,
Male C. Pig a.k.a. Svinopolist

Holy Sonnet VII

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At the round earths imagin'd corners, blow	 
    Your trumpets, Angells, and arise, arise	 
    From death, you numberlesse infinities	 
    Of soules, and to your scattred bodies goe,	 
All whom the flood did, and fire shall o'erthrow,
    All whom warre, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies,	 
    Despaire, law, chance, hath slaine, and you whose eyes,	 
    Shall behold God, and never tast deaths woe.	 
But let them sleepe, Lord, and mee mourne a space,	 
    For, if above all these, my sinnes abound,
    'Tis late to aske abundance of Thy grace,	 
    When wee are there; here on this lowly ground,	 
Teach mee how to repent; for that's as good	 
    As if Th'hadst seal'd my pardon, with Thy blood.
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