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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…
A ship that bears much sail, and little ballast, is easily overset; and that man, whose head hath great abilities, and his heart little or no grace, is in danger of foundering. The fi...
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…
No sooner come, but gone, and fal’… Acquaintance short, yet parting ca… Three flours, two searcely blown,… Cropt by th’Almighties hand; yet… With dreadful awe before him let’s…
Ah me! conceiv’d in sin, and born… A nothing, here to day, but gone t… Whose mean beginning, blushing can… But night and darkness must with s… My mother’s breeding sickness, I…
Another four I’ve left yet to bri… Of four times four the last Quate… The Winter, Summer, Autumn & the… In season all these Seasons I sha… Sweet Spring like man in his Mino…
Worthy art Thou, O Lord, of prai… But ah! It’s not in me. My sinking heart I pray Thee rais… So shall I give it Thee. My life as spider’s webb’s cut off…
Proem. Although great Queen, thou now in… Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to… Thy wondrous worth proclaim, in ev… And so has vow’d, whilst there is…
Dear Sir of late delighted with t… Of your four Sisters cloth’d in b… Of fairer Dames the Sun, ne’r saw… Though made a pedestal for Adams… Their worth so shines in these ric…
The former four now ending their d… Ceasing to vaunt their good, or th… Lo other four step up, crave leave… The native qualityes that from the… But first they wisely shew’d their…
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…
What shall I render to Thy name Or how Thy praises speak? My thanks how shall I testify? O Lord, Thou know’st I’m weak. I owe so much, so little can
Here lies A worthy matron of unspotted life, A loving mother and obedient wife, A friendly neighbor, pitiful to po… Whom oft she fed, and clothed with…
Bles’t bee thy Name, who did’st r… To health my Daughter dear When death did seem ev’n to approa… And life was ended near. Gravnt shee remember what thov’st…
Thou mighty God of Sea and Land, I here resigne into thy hand The Son of Prayers, of vowes, of… The child I stay’d for many yeare… Thou heard’st me then, and gav’st…