Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644 · New York : N. Tibbals and Co · leaf 146
oVaS^MJ … My soulkath desired thee in the night—Isaiah xxvi. 9. Good God ! what horrid darkness doth surround My groping soul ! how are my senses bound In utter shades, and muffled from the light, Lurk in the bosom of eternal night ! The bold-facd lamp of Heavn can set and rise ; And with his morning glory…
Emblems · Christian poetry, English · English poetry
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