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O’er all his brethren he shall reign as king,
75 Yet every one shall make him underling, And those that cannot live from him asun ler Ungratefully shall strive to keep him under, In worth and excellence he shall out-go them, Yet, being above them, he Mall be below them ; 86 From others he shall stand in need of nothing, Yet on his brothers shall depend for clothing. To find a foe it shall not be his hap, And peace shall lull him in her flowery lap; Yet fall he live in strife, and at his door Devouring war shall never cease to roar : Yea it shall be his natural property To harbour those that are at enmity. What power, what force, what mighty spell, if not Your learned hands, can loose this Gordian knot? go
The next Quantity and Quality spake in prose, then
Relation was callid by his name.
95. Or Severn swift, guilty of maiden's death, Or rocky Avon, or of sedgy Lee, Or coaly Tine, or ancient hallow'd Dee, Or Humber loud that keeps the Scythian's name, Or Medway smooth, or royal towred Thame. [The rest was prose.]
Wherein the Son of Heav'n's eternal King,
Forsook the courts of everlasting day,
Hath took no print of the approaching light,
See how from far upon the eastern road
23 Have thou the honor first, thy Lord to greet,
And join thy voice unto the Angel quire, From out his secret altar touch'd with hallow'd fire.
All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies ;
With her great Master so to sympathize :
To hide her guilty front with innocent snow,
The saintly veil of maiden white to throw,
III. But he her fears to cease,
45 Sent down the meek-ey'd Peace ;
She, crown'd with olive green, came softly sliding Down through the turning sphere His ready harbinger,
With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing, 50 And waving wide her myrtle wand, She strikes an universal peace through sea and land.
The idle spear and shield were high up hung,
The trumpet spake not to the armed throng,
His reign of peace upon the earth began :
Whispering new joys to the mild ocean,
VI. The stars with deep amaze Stand fix'd in stedfast gaze,
Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence;
The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame,
80 As his inferior fame
The new inlighten'd world no more should need ; He faw a greater sun appear Than his bright throne, or burning axletree, could bear.
Sat simply chatting in a rustic row;
Was kindly come to live with them below;