Showing posts with label Poem by Francis Quarles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem by Francis Quarles. Show all posts
Thursday, June 21, 2007
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Our True Selves Are Angelic
On The World
The world's an inn; and I her guest.
I eat; I drink; I take my rest.
My hostess, nature, does deny me
Nothing, wherewith she can supply me;
Where, having stayed a while, I pay
Her lavish bills, and go my way.
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