"Man, dreame no more of curious mysteries, As what was here before the world was made, The first Mans life, the state of Paradise, Where heaven is, or hells eternall shade, For Gods works are like him, all infinite; And curious search, but craftie sinnes delight.The Flood that did, and dreadfull Fire that shall, Drowne, and burne up the malice of the earth, The divers tongues, and Babylons downe-fall, Are nothing to the mans renewèd birth; First, let the Law plough up thy wicked heart, That Christ may come, and all these types depart.When thou hast swept the house that all is cleare, When thou the dust hast shaken from thy seete, When Gods All might doth in thy flesh appeare, Then Seas with streames above the skye doe meet; For Goodnesse onely doth God comprehend, Knowes what was first, and what shall be the end."
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