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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 36. Of Death, and Sin
Bodies, which lack the soules, did them inform, Turn'd to corruption, lose their former grace: And out of hearts corrupted breeds a worme Still gnawing upon guilty Consciences. As from deceased bodies, Death withdrawes The living soules, another life t'enjoy: So sinne, contrary to the divine Lawes, In living bodies doth the soule destroy. Death is not vanquish'd till the Resurrection Of bodies, testifie the soules conjunction And by Regeneration, sin's infection Is buri'd in a mortifi'd compunction; Lesse then is death, then sinne: the tomb, then hell: The more that soules the bodies doe excell.
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