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Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss
With truth, and peace, and love, shall ever shine
Attir'd with stars, we shall for ever sit, (Time.
Triumphingover Death, and Chance, and thee, O
Upon the CIRCUMCISION.
YE flaming Pow'rs, and winged Warriors bright
Enter'd the world, now bleeds to give us ease;
His infancy to seise!
Just law indeed, but more exceeding love!
And that great covenant which we still transgress
Will pierce more near his heart.
At a SO LE MX MUSIC.
BLEST pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'n's joy,
That undisturbed song of pure consent,
A a 2 Their Their loud up-lifted angel-trumpets blow,
And the cherubic host in thousand quires
Touch their immortal harps of golden wires,
With those just Spirits that were victorious palms,
Hymns devout and holy psalms, 15
That we on earth with undiscording voice
May rightly answer that melodious noise;
As once we did till disproportions sin
Jarr'd against nature's chime, and with harsh din
Broke the fair music that all creatures made 21
To their great Lord, whose love their motion sway'd
In perfect diapason, whilst they stood
In first obedience, and their state of good.
O may we soon again renew that song, 25
And keep in tune with Heav'n, till God ere long
To his celestial consort us unite,
To live with him, and sing in endless morn of light.
THIS rich Marble doth enter
More than she could own from earth.
SumSummers three times eight save one
She had told; alas too soon,
After so short time of breath,
To house with darkness, and with death. 10
Yet had the number of her days
Been as complete as was her praise,
Nature and fate had had no strife
In giving limit to her life.
Her high birth, and her graces sweet 15
Quickly found a lover meet:
The virgin quire for her request
The God that sits at marriage feast;
He at their invoking came
But with a scarce well-lighted flame; 20
And in his garland as he stood,
Ye might discern a cypress bud.
Once had the early matrons run
To greet her of a lovely son,
And now with second hope she goes, 25
And calls Lucina to her throws;
But whether by mischance or blame
Atropos for Lucina came;
And with remorseless cruelty
Spoil'd at once both fruit and tree. 30
The hapless babe before his birth
Had burial, yet not laid in earth,
And the languish'd mother's womb
Was not long a living tomb.
So So have I seen some tender flip, 35
Sav'd with care from winter's nip,
The pride of her carnation train,
Pluck'd up by some unheedy swain,
Who only thought to crop the flow'r
New shot up from vernal show'r: 40
But the fair blossom hangs the head
Side-ways, as on a dying bed,
And those pearls of dew she wears,
Prove to be presaging tears,
Which the fad morn had let fall 45
On her hast'ning funeral.
Gentle Lady, may thy grave
Peace and quiet ever have;
After this thy travel fore
Sweet rest seise thee evermore, 50
That to give the world increase,
Shorten'd hast thy own life's lease.
Here, besides the sorrowing
That thy noble house doth bring,
Here be tears of perfect moan 55
Wept for thee in Helicon,
And some slowers, and some bays,
For thy herse, to strow the ways,
Sent thee from the banks of Came,
Devoted to thy virtuous name; 60
Whilst thou, bright faint, high sitst in glory,
Next her much like to thee in story,