from "Deus noster refugium"
The Countess of Pembroke, Mary (Sidney) Herbert
Yea to the deep up boyling make
Such watry mountains rise
As at their dashing cryes
The earthy mountains seem to shake
Yet shall a Rivers streaming joy
With myrth wash from annoy
The citty God hath chose
His Holy dwelling to enclose.
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