A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations / Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

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Sweet spring! full of sweet days and roses,

A box where sweets compacted lie:

My music shows you have your closes,

And all must die.

Only a sweet and virtuous soul,

Like season’d timber never gives,

But, though the whole world turns to coal,

Then chiefly lives.

Herbert.