The Temple: Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations/Aaron

For works with similar titles, see Aaron.

¶ Aaron.

Holinesse on the head,Light and perfections on the breast,Harmonious bells below, raising the deadTo leade them unto life and rest;Thus are true Aarons drest.

Profanenesse in my head,Defects and darknesse in my breast,A noise of passions ringing me for deadUnto a place where is no rest:Poore priest thus am I drest.

Onely another headI have, another heart and breast,Another musick, making live not dead,Without whom I could have no rest:In him I am well drest.

Christ is my onely head,My alone onely heart and breast,My onely musick, striking me ev'n dead;That to the old man I may rest,And be in him new drest.

So holy in my head,Perfect and light in my deare breast,My doctrine tun'd by Christ, (who is not dead,But lives in me while I do rest)Come people; Aaron's drest.

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