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As often fairest Morns soon cover'd be,
So she with dark'ning thoughts is clouded now;
Looks so, as weaker Eyes small objects see;
Or studious States-men who contract the Brow.

5.
Or like some thinking Sybill that would find
The sence of mystick words by Angels giv'n!
And this fair Politick bred in her mind
(Restless as Seas) a deep designe on Heav'n.

6.
To Pray'rs plain Temple she does hast unseen;
Which though not grac'd with curious cost for show,
Was nicely kept; and now must be as clean,
As Tears make those who thence forgiven go.

7.
For her own Hands (by which best Painter drew
The Hands of Innocence) will make it shine;
Penance, which newly from her terrors grew;
And was (alas!) part of her deep designe.

8.
And when this holy huswifry was past,
Her vows she sends to Heav'n, which thither fly
Intire; not broken by unthinking hast;
Like Sinners Sparks that in ascending dye.

9.
Thence she departs; but at this Temple Gate
A needy Crowd (call'd by her Summons there)
With such assurance for her bounty waite;
As if ne'r failing Heav'n their Debtor were.

10.
To these she store of Antique Treasure gave
(For she no Money knew) Medals of Gold,
Which curious Gath'rers did in travell save,
And at high worth were to her Mother sold.

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