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Holy Sonnet XIX: Oh To Vex Me Contraries Meet In One

 Oh, to vex me, contraries meet in one:
Inconstancy unnaturally hath begot
A constant habit; that when I would not
I change in vows, and in devotion.
As humorous is my contrition As my profane love, and as soon forgot: As riddlingly distempered, cold and hot, As praying, as mute; as infinite, as none.
I durst not view heaven yesterday; and today In prayers and flattering speeches I court God: Tomorrow I quake with true fear of his rod.
So my devout fits come and go away Like a fantastic ague; save that here Those are my best days, when I shake with feare.

by John Donne
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