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George Herbert - Holy Baptisme (II)
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               Since, Lord, to thee
       A narrow way and little gate
Is all the passage, on my infancie
       Thou didst lay hold, and antedate
               My faith in me.

               O let me still
       Write thee great God, and me a childe;
Let me be soft and supple to thy will,
       Small to myself, to others milde,
               Behither ill.

               Although by stealth
       My flesh get on; yet let her sister
My soul bid nothing, but preserve her wealth.
       The growth of flesh is but a blister;
               Childhood is health.
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