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¶ The Size.
COntent thee, greedie heart.
Modest and moderate joyes to those, that have
Title to more hereafter when they part,
Are passing brave.
Let th’ upper springs into the low
Descend and fall, and thou dost flow.
Modest and moderate joyes to those, that have
Title to more hereafter when they part,
Are passing brave.
Let th’ upper springs into the low
Descend and fall, and thou dost flow.
What though some have a fraught
Of cloves and nutmegs, and in cinamon sail?
If thou hast wherewithall to spice a draught,
When griefs prevail,
And for the future time art heir
To th’ Isle of spices, is’t not fair?
Of cloves and nutmegs, and in cinamon sail?
If thou hast wherewithall to spice a draught,
When griefs prevail,
And for the future time art heir
To th’ Isle of spices, is’t not fair?
To be in both worlds full
Is more then God was, who was hungrie here.
Wouldst thou his laws of fasting disanull?
Enact good cheer?
Lay out thy joy, yet hope to save it?
Wouldst thou both eat thy cake, and have it?
Is more then God was, who was hungrie here.
Wouldst thou his laws of fasting disanull?
Enact good cheer?
Lay out thy joy, yet hope to save it?
Wouldst thou both eat thy cake, and have it?
Great joyes are all at once;
But little do reserve themselves for more;
Those have their hopes; these what they have renounce,
And live on score:
Those are at home; these journey still,
And meet the rest on Sions hill.
But little do reserve themselves for more;
Those have their hopes; these what they have renounce,
And live on score:
Those are at home; these journey still,
And meet the rest on Sions hill.
Thy Saviour sentenc’d joy,
And in the flesh condemn’d it as unfit,
At least in lump: for such doth oft destroy;
Whereas a bit
Doth tice us on to hopes of more,
And for the present health restore.
And in the flesh condemn’d it as unfit,
At least in lump: for such doth oft destroy;
Whereas a bit
Doth tice us on to hopes of more,
And for the present health restore.
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