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Nature in awe to him
Had dofft her gawdy trim,

With her great Master so to sympathize :
It was no season then for her

35 To wanton with the fun her lusty paramour.

Only with speeches fair
She woo's the gentle air

To hide her guilty front with innocent snow,
And on her naked shame,

4 Pollute with sinful blame,

The faintly veil of maiden white to throw,
Confounded, that her Maker's eyes
Should look so near' upon her foul deformities.

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.

No war, or battel's sound
Was heard the world around :

The idle spear and shield were high up hung, 55
The hooked chariot stood,
Unstain'd with hoftile blood,

The trumpet spake not to the armed throng,
And kings sat ftill with awful eye,
As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by. 60

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But peaceful was the night,
Wherein the Prince of light

His reign of peace upon the earth began :
The winds with wonder whift
Smoothly the waters kist,

Whisp'ring new joys to the mild ocean,
Who now hath quite forgot to rave,
While birds of calm fit brooding on the charmed wave,

VI. The stars with deep amaze Stand fix'd in stedfast gaze,

70 Bending one way their precious influence, And will not take their flight, For all the morning light,

Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence ; But in their glimmering orbs did glow, Until their Lord himself bespake, and bid them go.

VII. And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself

withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame,

80 As his inferior flame

The new inlightend world no more should need; He saw a greater sun appear Than his brightthrone, or burning axletree could bear,

VIII. The shepherds on the lawn,

85 Or e'er the point of dawn,

Sat simply chatting in a rustic row; Full little thought they then, That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below; 90



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Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep,
Was all that did their filly thoughts so busy keep.

When such music sweet
Their hearts and ears did greet,

As never was by mortal finger strook, 95
Divinely-warbled voice
Answering the stringed noise,

As all their souls in blissful rapture took :
The air fuch pleasure loath to lose,

99 With thoufandecho's still prolongseach heav'nly close.

Nature that heard such found,
Beneath the hollow round

Of Cynthia's seat, the aery region thrilling,
Now was almost won
To think her part was done,

And that her reign had here its last fulfilling ;
She knew such harmony alone
Could hold all Heav'n and Earth in happier union,

At last surrounds their fight
A globe of circular light,
That with long beams the same-fac'd night array'd;
The helmed Cherubim,
And lworded Seraphim,
Are seen in glittering ranks with wings display'd,
Harping in loud and solemn quire,

115 With unexpressive notes to Heav'n's new-born Heir.

Such music (as 'tis faid)
Before was never made,

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But when of old the sons of morning sung,
While the Creator great
His constellations fet,

And the well-balanc'd world on hinges hung,
And cast the dark foundations deep,
And bid the weltring waves their oozy channel keep.

XIII. Ring out ye crystal Spheres,

125 Once bless our human ears,

(If ye have pow'r to touch our fenfes fo) And let your filver chime Move in melodious time,

And let the base of Heav'n's deep organ blow, And with

ninefold harmony

137 Make

full confort to th'angelic symphony:

For if such holy song
Inwrap our fancy long,

Time will run back and fetch the age of gold, 135
And fpeckled Vanity
Will ficken soon and die,

And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mold, And Hell itself will pass away,

139 And leave her dolorous manfions to the peering day.

XV. Yea Truth and Justice then Will down return to men,

Orb’d in a rainbow; and like glories wearing Mercy will fit between, Thron'd in celestial sheen,

145 With radiąnt feet the tissued clouds down fteering And Heav'n, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.




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But wifeft Fatę fays no,
This must not yet be so,

The babe lies yet in smiling infancy,
That on the bitter cross
Must redeem our loss;

So both himself and us to glorify:
Yet first to those ychain'd in Heep, [deep,
The wakefultrumpof doom must thunder through the

With such a horrid clang
As on mount Sinai rang,

While the red fire, and smouldring clouds out
The aged earth aghaft,

[brake: With terror of that blast,

Shall from the surface to the center shake;
When at the world's last session, [throne.
The dreadful Judge in middle air fhall spread his

And then at last our blifs

165 Full and perfect is,

But now begins ; for from this happy day.
Th' old Dragon under ground
In straiter limits bound,

Not half so far casts his usurped sway, 170
And wroth to see his kingdom fail,
Swindges the scaly horror of his folded tail.

The oracles are dumb,
No voice or hideous hum

Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving.
Apollo from his shrine
Can no more divine,
With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving.

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