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'Tis not of God, of Nature, or of Art,
To rule and to be ruled are distinct,
Of rude unruly passions, in the heart,
But a good Bishop, as a tender father,
, Than punish any, when they go astray.
Lord, thou the Bishop, and chief Shepherd, art
Teaching, and ruling, by thy blessed Spirit,
The stars which thou dost hold in thy right hand,
Nor fault, no not in our new politics,
But let thy Urim and thy Thummim be
Of whom thou wilt make a foundation,
a To raise thy new Hierusalem upon.
And, at the brightness of its rising, let
Then the whole world thy Diocess shall be,
MARROW of time, Eternity in brief
The cream of holiness,
Of future blessedness,
Never too highly prized,
The marriage rites,
Which duly solemnized Usher espoused souls to bridal nights, Gilded sunbeams, refined Elixirs, And quintessential extracts of stars : Who loves not you, doth but in vain profess That he loves God, or heaven, or happiness.
THE SABBATH, OR LORD'S DAY.
Wholly King of days,
To thy praise, The Emperor,
For evermore Or Universal
Must the rehearsal Monarch of time, the week's Of all, that honour seeks, Perpetual Dictator.
Under the world's Creator. Thy
Duty Far exceeds
Yet must needs The reach of art,
Yield thee mine heart, To blazon fully;
And that not dully : And I thy light eclipse, Spirits of souls, not lips When I most strive to raise Alone, are fit to praise [thee.
Slow thing Else can be,
Time by thee Thou only art;
Hath got the start, Th’extracted spirit
And doth inherit Of all Eternity,
That immortality By favour antedated.
Which sin anticipated.
my soul might be
THE ANNUNCIATION, OR LADY-DAY.
Unto the music of the spheres Let men, and Angels, join in concert theirs.
So great a messenger
From heaven to earth
Is seldom seen,
Fraught with more mirth,
Hath never been
Subject of any story: This by a double right, if any, may
Be truly styled the world's birth-day.
The making of the world ne'er cost So dear, by much, as to redeem it lost.
God said but, Let it be,
And every thing
Was made straightway,
A course to bring
Man gone astray
To the place where he stood, His wisdom with his mercy, for man's sake,
Against his justice part did take.
And the result was this day's news Able the messenger himself to amuse,
As well as her, to whom
By him 'twas told,
A Virgin pure, and knew
A son she should
Conceive and bear,
As sure as God was true.
Being among all women bless'd.
But bless'd especially in this,
Relied on him, whom she
Herself should bear,
And her own son
That when they hear,
As she had done,
Suit their behaviour,
'Tis their Annunciation-day.
THE NATIVITY, OR CHRISTMAS-DAY.
UNFOLD thy face, unmask thy ray,