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As she is usually expressed with a Seraphim beside her	A
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Well meaning readers you that come as friends	B
And catch the precious name this piece pretends	B
Make not too much haste to admire	C
That fair cheeked fallacy of fire	A
That is a Seraphim they say	D
And this the great Teresia	E
Readers be rul'd by me and make	F
Here a well plac'd and wise mistake	F
You must transpose the picture quite	G
And spell it wrong to read it right	G
Read him for her and her for him	H
And call the saint the Seraphim	H
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Painter what did'st thou understand	I
To put her dart into his hand	I
See even the years and size of him	H
Shows this the mother Seraphim	H
This is the mistress flame and duteous he	J
Her happy fireworks here comes down to see	J
O most poor spirited of men	K
Had thy cold pencil kist her pen	K
Thou couldst not so unkindly err	L
To show us this faint shade for her	A
Why man this speaks pure mortal frame	H
And mocks with female frost love's manly flame	H
One would suspect thou meant'st to paint	M
Some weak inferior woman saint	M
But had thy pale fac'd purple took	N
Fire from the burning cheeks of that bright book	N
Thou wouldst on her have leapt up all	O
That could be found seraphical	O
Whate'er this youth of fire wears fair	L
Rosy fingers radiant hair	L
Glowing cheek and glistering wings	P
All those fair and flagrant things	P
But before all that fiery dart	Q
Had fill'd the hand of this great heart	Q
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Do then as equal right requires	R
Since his the blushes be and hers the fires	R
Resume and rectify thy rude design	S
Undress thy Seraphim into mine	S
Redeem this injury of thy art	Q
Give him the veil give her the dart	Q
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Give him the veil that he may cover	A
The red cheeks of a rivall'd lover	A
Asham'd that our world now can show	E
Nests of new Seraphims here below	E
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Give her the dart for it is she	J
Fair youth shoots both thy shaft and thee	J
Say all ye wise and well pierc'd hearts	T
That live and die amidst her darts	T
What is't your tasteful spirits do prove	U
In that rare life of her and love	V
Say and bear witness Sends she not	W
A Seraphim at every shot	W
What magazines of immortal arms there shine	S
Heav'n's great artillery in each love spun line	S
Give then the dart to her who gives the flame	H
Give him the veil who kindly takes the shame	H
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But if it be the frequent fate	X
Of worst faults to be fortunate	Y
If all's prescription and proud wrong	Z
Hearkens not to an humble song	Z
For all the gallantry of him	H
Give me the suff'ring Seraphim	H
His be the bravery of all those bright things	P
The glowing cheeks the glistering wings	P
The rosy hand the radiant dart	Q
Leave her alone the Flaming Heart	Q
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Leave her that and thou shalt leave her	A
Not one loose shaft but love's whole quiver	A
For in love's field was never found	A2
A nobler weapon than a wound	A2
Love's passives are his activ'st part	Q
The wounded is the wounding heart	Q
O heart the equal poise of love's both parts	T
Big alike with wound and darts	T
Live in these conquering leaves live all the same	H
And walk through all tongues one triumphant flame	H
Live here great heart and love and die and kill	O
And bleed and wound and yield and conquer still	O
Let this immortal life where'er it comes	B2
Walk in a crowd of loves and martyrdoms	B2
Let mystic deaths wait on't and wise souls be	J
The love slain witnesses of this life of thee	J
O sweet incendiary show here thy art	Q
Upon this carcass of a hard cold heart	Q
Let all thy scatter'd shafts of light that play	O
Among the leaves of thy large books of day	O
Combined against this breast at once break in	C2
And take away from me my self and sin	C2
This gracious robbery shall thy bounty be	J
And my best fortunes such fair spoils of me	J
O thou undaunted daughter of desires	B2
By all thy dow'r of lights and fires	B2
By all the eagle in thee all the dove	V
By all thy lives and deaths of love	V
By thy large draughts of intellectual day	O
And by thy thirsts of love more large than they	O
By all thy brim fill'd bowls of fierce desire	A
By the last morning's draught of liquid fire	A
By the full kingdom of that final kiss	B2
That seiz'd thy parting soul and seal'd thee his	B2
By all the heav'ns thou hast in him	H
Fair sister of the Seraphim	H
By all of him we have in thee	J
Leave nothing of my self in me	J
Let me so read thy life that I	D2
Unto all life of mine may die	D2

Richard Crashaw

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