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... stays . Continence hath his joy : weigh both ; and so If rottenness have more , let Heaven go . If God had laid all ... Stay at the third glass : if thou lofe thy hold , Then thou art modeft , and the wine grows bold . If reafon move ...
... stays . Continence hath his joy : weigh both ; and so If rottenness have more , let Heaven go . If God had laid all ... Stay at the third glass : if thou lofe thy hold , Then thou art modeft , and the wine grows bold . If reafon move ...
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... stay , Stay at the third cup , or forego the place . Wine above all things doth God's stamp deface . Yet , if thou fin in wine or wantonnefs , Boast not thereof ; nor make thy fhame thy glory . Frailty gets pardon by fubmiffiveness ...
... stay , Stay at the third cup , or forego the place . Wine above all things doth God's stamp deface . Yet , if thou fin in wine or wantonnefs , Boast not thereof ; nor make thy fhame thy glory . Frailty gets pardon by fubmiffiveness ...
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... Stay not for the other pin : why thou haft loft A joy for it worth worlds . Thus hell doth jest Away thy bleffings , and extremely flout thee , Thy clothes being faft , but thy foul loose about thee . In time of fervice feal up both ...
... Stay not for the other pin : why thou haft loft A joy for it worth worlds . Thus hell doth jest Away thy bleffings , and extremely flout thee , Thy clothes being faft , but thy foul loose about thee . In time of fervice feal up both ...
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... Stays not , but looks beyond it on the sky ; So when I view my fins , mine eyes remove More backward ftill , and to that water fly , Which is above the heavens , whose spring and vent Is in my dear Redeemer's pierced fide . O bleffed ...
... Stays not , but looks beyond it on the sky ; So when I view my fins , mine eyes remove More backward ftill , and to that water fly , Which is above the heavens , whose spring and vent Is in my dear Redeemer's pierced fide . O bleffed ...
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... 'd into my foul ; Thy wormwood turn to health , winds to fair weather : For if thou stay , I and this day , As we did rife , we die together . When thou for fin rebukest man , Forthwith he waxeth THE CHURCH . 41 Confeffion.
... 'd into my foul ; Thy wormwood turn to health , winds to fair weather : For if thou stay , I and this day , As we did rife , we die together . When thou for fin rebukest man , Forthwith he waxeth THE CHURCH . 41 Confeffion.
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