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As gold baubles too
Do shine forth,
Showing a glittering worth,
Like lust feigning true.
As an empty drum
The loudest noise make,
So doth a feather-brained
Drake.
Life is no mathematics
To be calculated by man.
It's yonder his faculties!
Or whose witty head can
Comprehend whole the world's
Diverse happenings?
Death is no loss,
If life eternal is
Gained.
On a Sunday morn he by the
Holy Ghost power arose, the third
day from the merciless Sheol--
the Saint who for the sinners died,
when he was cruelly crucified,
that Friday noon on Calvary's cross,
to redeem many a perishing soul.
Happy Easter to you all.
God bless.
What lieth in the green way
Of my putted, unfeigned love
And thine heart? Gay dove,
Prithee take the stymie away.
Heart and mind
were by the devil
*****. To unaborted evil
giving birth in kind.
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