Versos English Michael Wigglesworth Cxxviii. [110]

English poem

Cxxviii. [110]

by (1631–1705)

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“To please your kin, men’s love to win,   to flow in worldly wealth, To save your skin, these things have been   more than Eternal health. You had your choice, wherein rejoice;   it was your porti-on. For which you chose your souls to expose   unto Perditi-on.