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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345171" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Spirit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be still, thou unregenerate part, <br>Disturb no more my settled heart, <br>For I have vow'd (and so will do) <br>Thee as a foe still to pursue, <br>And combat with thee will and must <br>Until I see thee laid in th' dust. <br>Sister we are, yea twins we be, <br>Yet deadly feud 'twixt thee and me, <br>For from one father are we not. <br>Thou by old Adam wast begot, <br>But my arise is from above, <br>Whence my dear father I do love. <br>Thou speak'st me fair but hat'st me sore. <br>Thy flatt'ring shews I'll trust no more. <br>How oft thy slave hast thou me made <br>When I believ'd what thou hast said <br>And never had more cause of woe <br>Than when I did what thou bad'st do. <br>I'll stop mine ears at these thy charms <br>And count them for my deadly harms. <br>Thy sinful pleasures I do hate, <br>Thy riches are to me no bait. <br>Thine honours do, nor will I love, <br>For my ambition lies above. <br>My greatest honour it shall be <br>When I am victor over thee, <br>And Triumph shall, with laurel head, <br>When thou my Captive shalt be led. <br>How I do live, thou need'st not scoff, <br>For I have meat thou know'st not of. <br>The hidden Manna I do eat; <br>The word of life, it is my meat. <br>My thoughts do yield me more content <br>Than can thy hours in pleasure spent. <br>Nor are they shadows which I catch, <br>Nor fancies vain at which I snatch <br>But reach at things that are so high, <br>Beyond thy dull Capacity. <br>Eternal substance I do see <br>With which inriched I would be. <br>Mine eye doth pierce the heav'ns and see <br>What is Invisible to thee. <br>My garments are not silk nor gold, <br>Nor such like trash which Earth doth hold, <br>But Royal Robes I shall have on, <br>More glorious than the glist'ring Sun. <br>My Crown not Diamonds, Pearls, and gold, <br>But such as Angels' heads infold. <br>The City where I hope to dwell, <br>There's none on Earth can parallel. <br>The stately Walls both high and trong <br>Are made of precious Jasper stone, <br>The Gates of Pearl, both rich and clear, <br>And Angels are for Porters there. <br>The Streets thereof transparent gold <br>Such as no Eye did e're behold. <br>A Crystal River there doth run <br>Which doth proceed from the Lamb's Throne. <br>Of Life, there are the waters sure <br>Which shall remain forever pure. <br>Nor Sun nor Moon they have no need <br>For glory doth from God proceed. <br>No Candle there, nor yet Torch light, <br>For there shall be no darksome night. <br>From sickness and infirmity <br>Forevermore they shall be free. <br>Nor withering age shall e're come there, <br>But beauty shall be bright and clear. <br>This City pure is not for thee, <br>For things unclean there shall not be. <br>If I of Heav'n may have my fill, <br>Take thou the world, and all that will.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Bradstreet">Anne Bradstreet</a><div class=q>
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Disturb no more my settled heart, 
For I have vow'd (and so will do) 
Thee as a foe still to pursue, 
And combat with thee will and must 
Until I see thee laid in th' dust. 
Sister we are, yea twins we be, 
Yet d..."></div>
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