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Love thou are absolute sole lord	A
Of life and death To prove the word	B
We'll now appeal to none of all	C
Those thy old soldiers great and tall	C
Ripe men of martyrdom that could reach down	D
With strong arms their triumphant crown	D
Such as could with lusty breath	E
Speak loud into the face of death	E
Their great Lord's glorious name to none	F
Of those whose spacious bosoms spread a throne	G
For love at large to fill spare blood and sweat	H
And see him take a private seat	I
Making his mansion in the mild	J
And milky soul of a soft child	J
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Scarce has she learn'd to lisp the name	K
Of martyr yet she thinks it shame	K
Life should so long play with that breath	E
Which spent can buy so brave a death	E
She never undertook to know	L
What death with love should have to do	M
Nor has she e'er yet understood	N
Why to show love she should shed blood	O
Yet though she cannot tell you why	P
She can love and she can die	P
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Scarce has she blood enough to make	Q
A guilty sword blush for her sake	Q
Yet has she'a heart dares hope to prove	R
How much less strong is death than love	S
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Be love but there let poor six years	T
Be pos'd with the maturest fears	T
Man trembles at you straight shall find	U
Love knows no nonage nor the mind	U
'Tis love not years or limbs that can	V
Make the martyr or the man	V
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Love touch'd her heart and lo it beats	W
High and burns with such brave heats	W
Such thirsts to die as dares drink up	X
A thousand cold deaths in one cup	X
Good reason for she breathes all fire	Y
Her weak breast heaves with strong desire	Y
Of what she may with fruitless wishes	Z
Seek for amongst her mother's kisses	A2
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Since 'tis not to be had at home	B2
She'll travel to a martyrdom	C2
No home for hers confesses she	D2
But where she may a martyr be	D2
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She'll to the Moors and trade with them	E2
For this unvalued diadem	E2
She'll offer them her dearest breath	E
With Christ's name in 't in change for death	E
She'll bargain with them and will give	F2
Them God teach them how to live	G2
In him or if they this deny	P
For him she'll teach them how to die	P
So shall she leave amongst them sown	G
Her Lord's blood or at least her own	G
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Farewell then all the world adieu	M
Teresa is no more for you	M
Farewell all pleasures sports and joys	H2
Never till now esteemed toys	H2
Farewell whatever dear may be	D2
Mother's arms or father's knee	D2
Farewell house and farewell home	B2
She's for the Moors and martyrdom	C2
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Sweet not so fast lo thy fair spouse	I2
Whom thou seek'st with so swift vows	J2
Calls thee back and bids thee come	C2
T' embrace a milder martyrdom	C2
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Blest powers forbid thy tender life	K2
Should bleed upon a barbarous knife	K2
Or some base hand have power to rase	L2
Thy breast's chaste cabinet and uncase	L2
A soul kept there so sweet oh no	L
Wise Heav'n will never have it so	L
Thou art Love's victim and must die	P
A death more mystical and high	P
Into Love's arms thou shalt let fall	C
A still surviving funeral	M2
He is the dart must make the death	E
Whose stroke shall taste thy hallow'd breath	E
A dart thrice dipp'd in that rich flame	K
Which writes thy spouse's radiant name	K
Upon the roof of heav'n where aye	P
It shines and with a sovereign ray	N2
Beats bright upon the burning faces	L2
Of souls which in that name's sweet graces	L2
Find everlasting smiles So rare	O2
So spiritual pure and fair	O2
Must be th' immortal instrument	P2
Upon whose choice point shall be sent	Q2
A life so lov'd and that there be	D2
Fit executioners for thee	D2
The fair'st and first born sons of fire	Y
Blest Seraphim shall leave their quire	R2
And turn Love's soldiers upon thee	D2
To exercise their archery	D2
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Oh how oft shalt thou complain	S2
Of a sweet and subtle pain	S2
Of intolerable joys	L2
Of a death in which who dies	L2
Loves his death and dies again	T2
And would forever so be slain	S2
And lives and dies and knows not why	P
To live but that he thus may never leave to die	P
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How kindly will thy gentle heart	U2
Kiss the sweetly killing dart	U2
And close in his embraces keep	V2
Those delicious wounds that weep	V2
Balsam to heal themselves with Thus	L2
When these thy deaths so numerous	L2
Shall all at last die into one	F
And melt thy soul's sweet mansion	F
Like a soft lump of incense hasted	U2
By too hot a fire and wasted	U2
Into perfuming clouds so fast	U2
Shalt thou exhale to Heav'n at last	U2
In a resolving sigh and then	T2
O what Ask not the tongues of men	T2
Angels cannot tell suffice	L2
Thyself shall feel thine own full joys	L2
And hold them fast forever There	O2
So soon as thou shalt first appear	W2
The moon of maiden stars thy white	U2
Mistress attended by such bright	U2
Souls as thy shining self shall come	C2
And in her first ranks make thee room	X2
Where 'mongst her snowy family	D2
Immortal welcomes wait for thee	D2
	-
O what delight when reveal'd Life shall stand	U2
And teach thy lips heav'n with his hand	U2
On which thou now mayst to thy wishes	L2
Heap up thy consecrated kisses	L2
What joys shall seize thy soul when she	D2
Bending her blessed eyes on thee	D2
Those second smiles of heav'n shall dart	U2
Her mild rays through thy melting heart	U2
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Angels thy old friends there shall greet thee	D2
Glad at their own home now to meet thee	D2
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All thy good works which went before	Y2
And waited for thee at the door	Y2
Shall own thee there and all in one	F
Weave a constellation	F
Of crowns with which the King thy spouse	L2
Shall build up thy triumphant brows	L2
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All thy old woes shall now smile on thee	D2
And thy pains sit bright upon thee	D2
All thy sorrows here shall shine	Z2
All thy suff'rings be divine	Z2
Tears shall take comfort and turn gems	L2
And wrongs repent to diadems	L2
Ev'n thy deaths shall live and new	M
Dress the soul that erst they slew	M
Thy wounds shall blush to such bright scars	L2
As keep account of the Lamb's wars	L2
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Those rare works where thou shalt leave writ	U2
Love's noble history with wit	U2
Taught thee by none but him while here	A3
They feed our souls shall clothe thine there	O2
Each heav'nly word by whose hid flame	K
Our hard hearts shall strike fire the same	K
Shall flourish on thy brows and be	D2
Both fire to us and flame to thee	D2
Whose light shall live bright in thy face	L2
By glory in our hearts by grace	L2
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Thou shalt look round about and see	D2
Thousands of crown'd souls throng to be	D2
Themselves thy crown sons of thy vows	L2
The virgin births with which thy sovereign spouse	L2
Made fruitful thy fair soul go now	B3
And with them all about thee bow	B3
To him Put on he'll say put on	C3
My rosy love that thy rich zone	G
Sparkling with the sacred flames	L2
Of thousand souls whose happy names	L2
Heav'n keeps upon thy score Thy bright	U2
Life brought them first to kiss the light	U2
That kindled them to stars And so	L2
Thou with the Lamb thy Lord shalt go	L2
And wheresoe'er he sets his white	U2
Steps walk with him those ways of light	U2
Which who in death would live to see	D2
Must learn in life to die like thee	D2

Richard Crashaw

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