E overstate take

        Imagination (given us t down

        the choirs of singing angels overshone

        By Gods clear glory) doo rake

        tead, flake following flake,

        to cover all the ; we walk upon

        thrown,

        And pant like climbers: he alder brake

        e sigingale hin

        Refuses to sing loud, as else she would.

        O brot us leave the shame and sin

        Of taking vainly, in a plaintive mood,

        the holy name of GRIEF !--holy herein

        t by the grief of ONE came all ood.
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