Edward Taylor quotes

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One sorry fret,
An anvill Sparke, rose higher,
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Oh, what a might is this whose single frown
Doth shake the world as it would shake it down?
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That now his brightest diamond is grown
Darker by far than any coalpit stone.
Oh! joyous hearts! enfired with holy flame!
Is speech thus tasseled with praise?
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Make me thy Spinning Wheele of use for thee,
Thy Grace my Distaffe, and my heart thy Spoole.
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Make me thy Loome: thy Grace the warfe therein,
My duties Woofe, and let thy word winde Quills.
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Oh! that thy love might overflow my Heart!
To fire the same with Love: for Love I would.
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Once at thy Feast, I saw thee Pearle-like stand
'Tween Heaven and Earth, where Heavens Bright glory all
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In this sad state, God Tender Bowells run
Out streams of Grace: And he to end all strife
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To tangle Adams race
In's stratagems
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