Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back, Guilt — George Herbert

Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-ey’d Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lack’d anything.

The Temple. The Church. Love, st. 1

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