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Tixall Poetry.
No storms rise here, no not the least contest,
They reign securely in each other's breast,
Reciprocal fruition still a feast.
They reign securely in each other's breast,
Reciprocal fruition still a feast.
The kind results of such a vertuous strife,
Such emulations between man and wife,
Is angells' glory fixt to human life.
Such emulations between man and wife,
Is angells' glory fixt to human life.
Without which, wedlock's but a dirty tye,
A profanation, an ungodly lye,
Where fortunes jugle conscience to comply.
A profanation, an ungodly lye,
Where fortunes jugle conscience to comply.
Such friendship's a sweet bread, without all leaven,
Love's strongest chayne, a yoake that's sweet and even,
And leads two soules the easyest way to heaven.
Love's strongest chayne, a yoake that's sweet and even,
And leads two soules the easyest way to heaven.
Love's proper spheare, the region of his bliss,
Where nothing else ever transacted is,
And peace and truth eternally doe kiss.
Where nothing else ever transacted is,
And peace and truth eternally doe kiss.
Like Jacob's angells, I will active prove,
Ascend, descend, desire will speed improve,
To beare you sweetest messages of love.
Ascend, descend, desire will speed improve,
To beare you sweetest messages of love.
