<p>Poore Hart, why dost thou run so fast? and why,<lb/> Behind thee dost thou looke, when thou dost fly?<lb/> As if thou seem'dst in thy swift flight, to heare<lb/> Those dangers following thee, w c h thou dost feare?<lb/> Alas! thou labour'st, and thou runn'st in vaine,<lb/> To shunne, by flight, thy terrors, or thy paine ;<lb/> For, loe, thy Death, which thou hast dreaded so,<lb/> Clings fast unto thee, wheresoere thou goe:<lb/> And while thou toyl'st, an outward-ease to win,<lb/> Thou draw'st thine owne destruction further in ;<lb/> Making that Arrow, which but prickes thy hide,<lb/> To pierce thy tender entrailes, through thy side.<lb/> And, well I may this wounded Hart bemoane;<lb/> For, here, me thinkes, I'm taught to looke upon<lb/> Mine owne condition; and, in him, to see<lb/> Those deadly wounds, my Sinnes have made in mee.<lb/> I greatly feare the World, may unawares<lb/> Intangle mee, by her alluring snares:<lb/> I am afraid, the Devill may inject<lb/> Some poys'nous fume, my Spirit to infect,<lb/> With ghostly Pestilence ; and, I assay,<lb/> To flie from these, with all the pow'rs I may.<lb/> But, oh my Flesh! this very Flesh I weare,<lb/> Is worse to mee, that Worlds, and Devils are:<lb/> For, without this, no pow'r on mee, they had.<lb/> This is that Shirt, which made Alcides mad.<lb/> It is a griefe, which I shall never cure,<lb/> Nor flie from, whilst my life-time doth endure:<lb/> From thence, oh Lord, my greatest sorrowes bee;<lb/> And therefore, from my Selfe, I flie to Thee.<lb/> </p>

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A running deer, an arrow shot in its flank; in the background on the left: St. Peter sitting in front of a cave, a crowing cock beside him, his keys on the ground; on the right: a deer drinking from a brook

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<p>When woe is in our selves begun,<lb/> Then, whither from it, can wee run?</p>

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