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As his inferior flame
The new enlighten'd world no more should need; He saw a greater sun appear
[hear. Than his bright throne, or burning axletree could
The shepherds on the lawn,
Sat simply chatting in a rustic row;
Was kindly come to live with them below; yo
When such music sweet
As never was by mortal finger strook,
As all their souls in blissful rapture took :
Nature that heard such sound,
Of Cynthia's seat, the airy region thrilling,
And that her reign had here its last fulfilling;
At last surrounds their sight
That with long beams the shamefac'd night arThe helmed Cherubim,
[ray'd ; And sworded Seraphim,
Are seen in glittering ranks with wings display'd, Harping in loud and solemn quire, [Heir. With unexpressive notes to Heaven's new-born
Such music (as 'tis said)
But when of old the sons of morning sung,
And the well-balanc'd world on hinges hung, And cast the dark foundations deep, [keep. And bid the welt'ring waves their oozy channel
116 unexpressive] This word was, perhaps, coined by Shakespeare. As you like it, act iii. sc. 2,
• The fair, the chaste, and unerpressive she !' Wurton.
Ring out, ye crystal spheres,
ye have pow'r to touch our senses so;
And let the base of heav'n's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to th' angelic symphony.
For if such holy song
of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die,
And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould ; And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering
125 crystal] 'Heaven's hard crystal.' Marlowe’s Hero and Leander, p. 90. 128 silver] Machin's Dumbe Knight, 1608.
. It was as silver as the chime of spheres.' Todd.
"See listening Time run back to fetch the age of gold.' Benlowes's Theophila, st. xcv. p. 248.
140 leave] Virg. Æn. viii. 245.
Pallida, dîs invisa ; superque immane barathrum
Yea Truth and Justice then
Orb'd in a rainbow; and, like glories wearing,
With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steerAnd heav'n, as at some festival,
[ing: Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.
But wisest Fate says No,
The babe yet lies in smiling infancy,
So both himself and us to glorify;
With such a horrid clang
113 Orb'd] In ed. 1645.
• Th' enamelld arras of the rainbow wearing;
Shall from the surface to the centre shake; When at the world's last session, [throne. The dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread his
And then at last our bliss
But now begins; for from this happy day
Not half so far casts his usurped sway,
The oracles are dumb,
Runs thro' the arched roof in words deceiving.
With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell Inspires the pale-ey'd priest from the prophetic cell.
The lonely mountains o'er,
173 Swinges] See Cowley's Davideis, p.