Religion
Upon Mr. Perkins his printed sermons
From Poeticall Miscellanies (1633)
Religion
PErkins (our wonder) living, though long dead,
In this white paper, as a winding-sheet,
And in this velome lies enveloped:
Yet still he lives, guiding the erring feet,
Speaking now to our eyes, though buried.
If once so well, much better now he teacheth.
Who will not heare, when a live-dead man preacheth?
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Fletcher, Phineas. “Upon Mr. Perkins his printed sermons.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/fletcher_p/40/.
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Fletcher, Phineas. “Upon Mr. Perkins his printed sermons.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/fletcher_p/40/.
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