to read it as we read it. The great British poet George Herbert wrote this poem about the holy Scriptures: Oh Book! infinite sweetnesse! let my heart Suck ev’ry letter, and a hony gain, Precious for any grief in any part; To cleare the breast, to mollifie all pain. Thou art all health, health thriving, till it make A full eternitie: thou art a masse Of strange delights, where we may wish and take. Ladies, look here; this is the thankfull glasse, That mends the lookers eyes: this is the well That washes what it shows. Who can indeare Thy praise too much? Thou art heav’ns Lidger here, Working
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