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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345278" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fragment</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SO here confin'd, and but to female Clay, <br>ARDELIA's Soul mistook the rightful Way: <br>Whilst the soft Breeze of Pleasure's tempting Air <br>Made her believe, Felicity was there; <br>And basking in the warmth of early Time, <br>To vain Amusements dedicate her Prime. <br>Ambition next allur'd her tow'ring Eye; <br>For Paradice she heard was plac'd on high, <br>Then thought, the Court with all its glorious Show <br>Was sure above the rest, and Paradice below. <br>There plac'd too soon the flaming Sword appear'd, <br>Remov'd those Pow'rs, whom justly she rever'd, <br>Adher'd too in their Wreck, and in their Ruin shar'd. <br>Now by the Wheels inevitable Round, <br>With them thrown prostrate to the humble Ground, <br>No more she takes (instructed by that Fall) <br>For fix'd, or worth her thought, this rolling Ball: {1} <br>Tow'rds a more certain Station she aspires, <br>Unshaken by Revolts, and owns no less Desires. <br>But all in vain are Pray'rs, extatick Thoughts, <br>Recover'd Moments, and retracted Faults, <br>Retirement, which the World Moroseness calls, <br>Abandon'd Pleasures in Monastick {2} Walls: <br>These, but at distance, towards that purpose tend, <br>The lowly Means to an exalted End; <br>Which He must perfect, who allots her Stay, <br>And That, accomplish'd, will direct the way. <br>Pity her restless Cares, and weary Strife, <br>And point some Issue to escaping Life; <br>Which so dismiss'd, no Pen or Human Speech <br>Th' ineffable Recess can ever teach: <br>Th' Expanse, the Light, the Harmony, the Throng, <br>The Bride's Attendance, and the Bridal Song, <br>The numerous Mansions, and th' immortal Tree, <br>No Eye, unpurg'd by Death, must ever see, <br>Or Waves which through that wond'rous City roll. <br>Rest then content, my too impatient Soul; <br>Observe but here the easie Precepts given, <br>Then wait with chearful hope, till Heaven be known in Heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Kingsmill+Finch">Anne Kingsmill Finch</a><div class=q>
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ARDELIA's Soul mistook the rightful Way: 
Whilst the soft Breeze of Pleasure's tempting Air 
Made her believe, Felicity was there; 
And basking in the warmth of early Time, 
To vain Amusements dedicate he..."></div>
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