Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 146, by EDWARD TAYLOR


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First Line: My deare deare lord, I know not what to say
Last Line: Saying return, return my shulamite.
Subject(s): Puritans In Literature


My Deare Deare Lord, I know not what to say:
Speech is too Course a web for me to cloath
My Love to thee in or it to array,
Or make a mantle. Wouldst thou not such loath?
Thy Love to mee's too great, for mee to shape
A Vesture for the Same at any rate.

When as thy Love doth Touch my Heart down tost
It tremblingly runs, seeking thee its all,
And as a Child when it his nurse hath lost
Runs seeking her, and after her doth Call.
So when thou hidst from me, I seek and sigh.
Thou saist return return Oh Shulamite.

Rent out on Use thy Love thy Love I pray.
My Love to thee shall be thy Rent and I
Thee Use on Use, Intrest on intrest pay.
There's none Extortion in such Usury.

I'le pay thee Use on Use for't and therefore
Thou shalt become the greatest Usurer.
But yet the principall I'le neer restore.
The Same is thine and mine. We shall not Jar.
And so this blessed Usury shall be
Most profitable both to thee and mee.

And shouldst thou hide thy shining face most fair
Away from me. And in a sinking wise
My trembling beating heart brought nigh t'dispare
Should cry to thee and in a trembling guise
Lord quicken it. Drop in its Eares delight
Saying Return, Return my Shulamite.





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