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Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide	A
When Ph oelig bus wanted but one hour to bed	B
The trees all richly clad yet void of pride	A
Were gilded o're by his rich golden head	B
Their leaves and fruits seem'd painted but was true	C
Of green of red of yellow mixed hew	C
Rapt were my senses at this delectable view	C
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I wist not what to wish yet sure thought I	D
If so much excellence abide below	E
How excellent is he that dwells on high	D
Whose power and beauty by his works we know	E
Sure he is goodness wisdom glory light	F
That hath this under world so richly dight	F
More Heaven than Earth was here no winter and no night	F
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Then on a stately Oak I cast mine Eye	D
Whose ruffling top the Clouds seem'd to aspire	G
How long since thou wast in thine Infancy	H
Thy strength and stature more thy years admire	G
Hath hundred winters past since thou wast born	I
Or thousand since thou brakest thy shell of horn	I
If so all these as nought Eternity doth scorn	I
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Then higher on the glistering Sun I gaz'd	F
Whose beams was shaded by the leafy Tree	H
The more I look'd the more I grew amaz'd	F
And softly said what glory's like to thee	H
Soul of this world this Universe's Eye	D
No wonder some made thee a Deity	H
Had I not better known alas the same had I	D
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Thou as a Bridegroom from thy Chamber rushes	J
And as a strong man joys to run a race	K
The morn doth usher thee with smiles and blushes	J
The Earth reflects her glances in thy face	K
Birds insects Animals with Vegative	D
Thy heat from death and dullness doth revive	D
And in the darksome womb of fruitful nature dive	D
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Thy swift Annual and diurnal Course	L
Thy daily straight and yearly oblique path	M
Thy pleasing fervour and thy scorching force	L
All mortals here the feeling knowledge hath	M
Thy presence makes it day thy absence night	F
Quaternal seasons caused by thy might	F
Hail Creature full of sweetness beauty and delight	F
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Art thou so full of glory that no Eye	D
Hath strength thy shining Rays once to behold	F
And is thy splendid Throne erect so high	D
As to approach it can no earthly mould	F
How full of glory then must thy Creator be	H
Who gave this bright light luster unto thee	H
Admir'd ador'd for ever be that Majesty	H
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Silent alone where none or saw or heard	F
In pathless paths I lead my wand'ring feet	F
My humble Eyes to lofty Skies I rear'd	F
To sing some Song my mazed Muse thought meet	F
My great Creator I would magnify	D
That nature had thus decked liberally	H
But Ah and Ah again my imbecility	F
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I heard the merry grasshopper then sing	N
The black clad Cricket bear a second part	F
They kept one tune and played on the same string	N
Seeming to glory in their little Art	F
Shall creatures abject thus their voices raise	O
And in their kind resound their maker's praise	O
Whilst I as mute can warble forth no higher lays	O
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When present times look back to Ages past	F
And men in being fancy those are dead	F
It makes things gone perpetually to last	F
And calls back months and years that long since fled	F
It makes a man more aged in conceit	F
Than was Methuselah or's grand sire great	F
While of their persons and their acts his mind doth treat	F
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Sometimes in Eden fair he seems to be	H
See glorious Adam there made Lord of all	P
Fancies the Apple dangle on the Tree	H
That turn'd his Sovereign to a naked thrall	P
Who like a miscreant's driven from that place	K
To get his bread with pain and sweat of face	K
A penalty impos'd on his backsliding Race	K
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Here sits our Grand dame in retired place	K
And in her lap her bloody Cain new born	I
The weeping Imp oft looks her in the face	K
Bewails his unknown hap and fate forlorn	I
His Mother sighs to think of Paradise	Q
And how she lost her bliss to be more wise	R
Believing him that was and is Father of lies	R
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Here Cain and Abel come to sacrifice	Q
Fruits of the Earth and Fatlings each do bring	N
On Abel's gift the fire descends from Skies	R
But no such sign on false Cain's offering	N
With sullen hateful looks he goes his ways	O
Hath thousand thoughts to end his brother's days	O
Upon whose blood his future good he hopes to raise	O
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There Abel keeps his sheep no ill he thinks	S
His brother comes then acts his fratricide	F
The Virgin Earth of blood her first draught drinks	S
But since that time she often hath been cloy'd	F
The wretch with ghastly face and dreadful mind	F
Thinks each he sees will serve him in his kind	F
Though none on Earth but kindred near then could he find	F
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Who fancies not his looks now at the Bar	T
His face like death his heart with horror fraught	F
Nor Male factor ever felt like war	U
When deep despair with wish of life hath fought	F
Branded with guilt and crusht with treble woes	V
A Vagabond to Land of Nod he goes	V
A City builds that walls might him secure from foes	V
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Who thinks not oft upon the Father's ages	J
Their long descent how nephews' sons they saw	W
The starry observations of those Sages	X
And how their precepts to their sons were law	W
How Adam sigh'd to see his Progeny	H
Cloth'd all in his black sinful Livery	H
Who neither guilt not yet the punishment could fly	D
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Our life compare we with their length of days	O
Who to the tenth of theirs doth now arrive	D
And though thus short we shorten many ways	O
Living so little while we are alive	D
In eating drinking sleeping vain delight	F
So unawares comes on perpetual night	F
And puts all pleasures vain unto eternal flight	F
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When I behold the heavens as in their prime	Y
And then the earth though old still clad in green	Z
The stones and trees insensible of time	Y
Nor age nor wrinkle on their front are seen	Z
If winter come and greenness then do fade	F
A Spring returns and they more youthful made	F
But Man grows old lies down remains where once he's laid	F
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By birth more noble than those creatures all	P
Yet seems by nature and by custom curs'd	F
No sooner born but grief and care makes fall	P
That state obliterate he had at first	F
Nor youth nor strength nor wisdom spring again	A2
Nor habitations long their names retain	B2
But in oblivion to the final day remain	B2
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Shall I then praise the heavens the trees the earth	C2
Because their beauty and their strength last longer	D2
Shall I wish there or never to had birth	C2
Because they're bigger and their bodies stronger	D2
Nay they shall darken perish fade and die	D
And when unmade so ever shall they lie	D
But man was made for endless immortality	H
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Under the cooling shadow of a stately Elm	E2
Close sate I by a goodly River's side	F
Where gliding streams the Rocks did overwhelm	E2
A lonely place with pleasures dignifi'd	F
I once that lov'd the shady woods so well	F2
Now thought the rivers did the trees excel	F2
And if the sun would ever shine there would I dwell	F2
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While on the stealing stream I fixt mine eye	D
Which to the long'd for Ocean held its course	L
I markt nor crooks nor rubs that there did lie	D
Could hinder ought but still augment its force	L
O happy Flood quoth I that holds thy race	K
Till thou arrive at thy beloved place	K
Nor is it rocks or shoals that can obstruct thy pace	K
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Nor is't enough that thou alone may'st slide	F
But hundred brooks in thy clear waves do meet	F
So hand in hand along with thee they glide	F
To Thetis' house where all imbrace and greet	F
Thou Emblem true of what I count the best	F
O could I lead my Rivolets to rest	F
So may we press to that vast mansion ever blest	F
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Ye Fish which in this liquid Region 'bide	F
That for each season have your habitation	G2
Now salt now fresh where you think best to glide	F
To unknown coasts to give a visitation	G2
In Lakes and ponds you leave your numerous fry	D
So Nature taught and yet you know not why	D
You watry folk that know not your felicity	F
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Look how the wantons frisk to task the air	H2
Then to the colder bottom straight they dive	D
Eftsoon to Neptune's glassy Hall repair	H2
To see what trade they great ones there do drive	D
Who forrage o're the spacious sea green field	F
And take the trembling prey before it yield	F
Whose armour is their scales their spreading fins their shield	F
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While musing thus with contemplation fed	F
And thousand fancies buzzing in my brain	B2
The sweet tongu'd Philomel percht o're my head	F
And chanted forth a most melodious strain	B2
Which rapt me so with wonder and delight	F
I judg's my hearing better than my sight	F
And wisht me wings with her a while to take my flight	F
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O merry Bird said I that fears no snares	I2
That neither toils nor hoards up in thy barn	J2
Feels no sad thoughts nor cruciating cares	I2
To gain more good or shun what might thee harm	K2
Thy clothes ne'er wear thy meat is everywhere	H2
Thy bed a bough thy drink the water clear	L2
Reminds not what is past nor what's to come dost fear	L2
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The dawning morn with songs thou dost prevent	F
Sets hundred notes unto thy feathered crew	C
So each one tunes his pretty instrument	F
And warbling out the old begin anew	C
And thus they pass their youth in summer season	G2
Then follow thee into a better Region	G2
Where winter's never felt by that sweet airy legion	G2
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Man at the best a creature frail and vain	B2
In knowledge ignorant in strength but weak	M2
Subject to sorrows losses sickness pain	B2
Each storm his state his mind his body break	N2
From some of these he never finds cessation	G2
But day or night within without vexation	G2
Troubles from foes from friends from dearest near'st Relation	G2
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And yet this sinful creature frail and vain	G2
This lump of wretchedness of sin and sorrow	E
This weather beaten vessel wrackt with pain	G2
Joys not in hope of an eternal morrow	E
Nor all his losses crosses and vexation	G2
In weight in frequency and long duration	G2
Can make him deeply groan for that divine Translation	G2
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The Mariner that on smooth waves doth glide	F
Sings merrily and steers his Barque with ease	O2
As if he had command of wind and tide	F
And now becomes great Master of the seas	O2
But suddenly a storm spoils all the sport	F
And makes him long for a more quiet port	F
Which 'gainst all adverse winds may serve for fort	F
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So he that faileth in this world of pleasure	D2
Feeding on sweets that never bit of th' sour	D2
That's full of friends of honour and of treasure	D2
Fond fool he takes this earth ev'n for heav'ns bower	D2
But sad affliction comes and makes him see	F
Here's neither honour wealth or safety	F
Only above is found all with security	F
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O Time the fatal wrack of mortal things	P2
That draws oblivion's curtains over kings	P2
Their sumptuous monuments men know them not	F
Their names with a Record are forgot	F
Their parts their ports their pomp's all laid in th' dust	F
Nor wit nor gold nor buildings scape time's rust	F
But he whose name is grav'd in the white stone	G2
Shall last and shine when all of these are gone	G2