BOOK L Harmonia Sacra. 55
Words by Mr. Tho. Flatman. Set by Dr. John Blow.
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If a fierce Thunderbolt does fly, this Man can_un-concerned lye:
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Head, fo neither Noife nor Flath can dread; though a fwift Whirlwind tear in
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is Mind, fears no Billow, feels no
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{ new ones blaze, yet none of thefe his Soul a--maze: Such is the Man can file at irkfome
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Death, and with an ca--fie Sigh give up his Breath,
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