The VIII. Canto, vnperfite.
The VIII. Canto, vnperfite.
When I bethinke me on that speech whyleare,iOfMutability, and well it way:Me seemes, that though she all vnworthy wereOf the Heav’ns Rule; yet very sooth to say,In all things else she beares the greatest sway.Which makes me loath this state of life so tickle,And loue of things so vaine to cast away;Whose flowring pride, so fading and so fickle,ShortTimeshall soon cut down with his consuming sickle.Then gin I thinke on that which Nature sayd,iiOf that same time when no moreChangeshall be,But stedfast rest of all things firmely staydVpon the pillours of Eternity,That is contrayr toMutabilitie:For, all that moueth, doth inChangedelight:But thence-forth all shall rest eternallyWith Him that is the God of Sabbaoth[633]hight:O that great Sabbaoth God[634], graunt me that Sabaoths sight.
When I bethinke me on that speech whyleare,iOfMutability, and well it way:Me seemes, that though she all vnworthy wereOf the Heav’ns Rule; yet very sooth to say,In all things else she beares the greatest sway.Which makes me loath this state of life so tickle,And loue of things so vaine to cast away;Whose flowring pride, so fading and so fickle,ShortTimeshall soon cut down with his consuming sickle.Then gin I thinke on that which Nature sayd,iiOf that same time when no moreChangeshall be,But stedfast rest of all things firmely staydVpon the pillours of Eternity,That is contrayr toMutabilitie:For, all that moueth, doth inChangedelight:But thence-forth all shall rest eternallyWith Him that is the God of Sabbaoth[633]hight:O that great Sabbaoth God[634], graunt me that Sabaoths sight.
When I bethinke me on that speech whyleare,iOfMutability, and well it way:Me seemes, that though she all vnworthy wereOf the Heav’ns Rule; yet very sooth to say,In all things else she beares the greatest sway.Which makes me loath this state of life so tickle,And loue of things so vaine to cast away;Whose flowring pride, so fading and so fickle,ShortTimeshall soon cut down with his consuming sickle.
When I bethinke me on that speech whyleare,i
OfMutability, and well it way:
Me seemes, that though she all vnworthy were
Of the Heav’ns Rule; yet very sooth to say,
In all things else she beares the greatest sway.
Which makes me loath this state of life so tickle,
And loue of things so vaine to cast away;
Whose flowring pride, so fading and so fickle,
ShortTimeshall soon cut down with his consuming sickle.
Then gin I thinke on that which Nature sayd,iiOf that same time when no moreChangeshall be,But stedfast rest of all things firmely staydVpon the pillours of Eternity,That is contrayr toMutabilitie:For, all that moueth, doth inChangedelight:But thence-forth all shall rest eternallyWith Him that is the God of Sabbaoth[633]hight:O that great Sabbaoth God[634], graunt me that Sabaoths sight.
Then gin I thinke on that which Nature sayd,ii
Of that same time when no moreChangeshall be,
But stedfast rest of all things firmely stayd
Vpon the pillours of Eternity,
That is contrayr toMutabilitie:
For, all that moueth, doth inChangedelight:
But thence-forth all shall rest eternally
With Him that is the God of Sabbaoth[633]hight:
O that great Sabbaoth God[634], graunt me that Sabaoths sight.
FOOTNOTES:[633]ii 8 Sabaoth1611[634]9 Sabaoth God1611Sabbath’s sightconj. Church
[633]ii 8 Sabaoth1611
[633]ii 8 Sabaoth1611
[634]9 Sabaoth God1611Sabbath’s sightconj. Church
[634]9 Sabaoth God1611Sabbath’s sightconj. Church
FINIS.