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THOU that know'st for whom I mourn	A
And why these tears appear	B
That keep'st account till he return	C
Of all his dust left here	D
As easily Thou might'st prevent	E
As now produce these tears	F
And add unto that day he went	E
A fair supply of years	G
But 'twas my sin that forc'd Thy hand	H
To cull this primrose out	I
That by Thy early choice forewarn'd	J
My soul might look about	I
O what a vanity is man	K
How like the eye's quick wink	L
His cottage fails whose narrow span	K
Begins even at the brink	L
Nine months thy hands are fashioning us	M
And many years alas	N
Ere we can lisp or ought discuss	M
Concerning Thee must pass	N
Yet have I known Thy slightest things	O
A feather or a shell	P
A stick or rod which some chance brings	O
The best of us excel	P
Yea I have known these shreds outlast	Q
A fair compacted frame	R
And for one twenty we have past	Q
Almost outlive our name	R
Thus hast Thou plac'd in man's outside	S
Death to the common eye	T
That heaven within him might abide	S
And close eternity	U
Hence youth and folly man's first shame	R
Are put unto the slaughter	V
And serious thoughts begin to tame	R
The wise man's madness laughter	V
Dull wretched worms that would not keep	W
Within our first fair bed	X
But out of Paradise must creep	W
For ev'ry foot to tread	X
Yet had our pilgrimage been free	U
And smooth without a thorn	A
Pleasures had foil'd eternity	U
And tares had chok'd the corn	A
Thus by the cross salvation runs	Y
Affliction is a mother	V
Whose painful throes yield many sons	Y
Each fairer than the other	V
A silent tear can pierce Thy throne	Z
When loud joys want a wing	A2
And sweeter airs stream from a groan	Z
Than any arted string	A2
Thus Lord I see my gain is great	B2
My loss but little to it	C2
Yet something more I must entreat	C2
And only Thou canst do it	C2
O let me like him know my end	C2
And be as glad to find it	C2
And whatsoe'er Thou shalt commend	C2
Still let Thy servant mind it	C2
Then make my soul white as his own	Z
My faith as pure and steady	C2
And deck me Lord with the same crown	D2
Thou hast crown'd him already	C2

Henry Vaughan

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