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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What earth can say?

Thy words are gold, but thy regards

Are painted clay:

Thy cunning can but pack the cards,

Thou canst not play:

Thy game at weakest, still thou vy’st:

If seen and then revy’d, deny’st;

Thou art not what thou seem’st false world, thou ly’st.

Thy tinsel bosom seems a mint

Of new coined treasure: