Versos English Michael Wigglesworth Clviii. [133]

English poem

Clviii. [133]

by (1631–1705)

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“You ne’er abus’d, nor yet refus’d   my Written Word, you plead; That’s true," quoth he, “therefore shall ye   the less be punishéd. You shall not smart for any part   of other men’s offense, But for your own transgressi-on   receive due recompense.“

Insufficiency of the light of Nature.

CLIX.

“But we were blind,” say they, “in mind;   too dim was Nature’s Light, Our only guide, as hath been tried,   to bring us to the sight Of our estate degenerate,   and curs’d by Adam’s Fa’l; How we were born and lay forlorn   in bondage and in thrall.