Michael Wigglesworth Poems

Still was the night, Serene & Bright,
when all Men sleeping lay;
Calm was the season, & carnal reason
thought so 'twould last for ay.
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O Dearest Dread, most glorious King,
I'le of thy justest Judgements sing:
So thou my head and heart inspire,
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Reader, I am a fool;
And have adventured
To play the fool this once for Christ,
The more his fame to spread.
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A Song of Emptiness
To Fill up the Empty Pages Following

Vain, frail, short liv'd, and miserable Man,
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What Mortal man can with his Span
mete out Eternity?
Or fathom it by depth of Wit,
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And now good Reader, I return again
To talk with thee, who hast been at the pain
To read throughout, and heed what went before;
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