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 The Flejh and the Spii'it. 381

Time the fatal wrack of mortal things, That draws oblivions curtains over king-s.

Their fumptuous monuments, men know them not, Their names without a Record are forgot, Their parts, their ports, their pomp's all laid in th' duft Nor wit nor gold, nor buildings fcape times ruft; But he whole name is grav'd in the white ftone * Shall laft and Ihine when all of thefe are ffone.

The Flejh and the Spirit.'^

TN fecret place where once I flood -^ Clofe by the Banks of T^acrini flood

1 heard two lifters reafon on

Things that are paft, and things to come; One flelh was call'd, who had her eye On worldly wealth and vanity; The other Spirit, who did rear Her thoughts unto a higher fphere: Sifter, quoth Flefli, what liv'ft thou on Nothing but Meditation?


 * Rev. ii. 17.

t This poem seems to be an expansion of the idea of Saint Paul, of the strife between the Flesh and the Spirit, or the law of the members and the law of the mind.

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