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By Sir Philip Sidney, and the Countess of Pemhrvke, bis sister.

Eternal God! (for whom whoever dare'

SeekTrew expressions do the circle square,

And thrust into straight corners of poor wit

Thee, who art cornerless and infinite)

I would but bless thy name, not narne thee now;'"

(And thy gifts are as infinite as thou:)

Fix we our praises therefore ort this one,

That as fhy Blessed Spirit fell upon

These Psalms' first author in a cloven tongue,

(For't was a double power by which he sung, w

The highest matter in the noblest form)

So thou has* cleft that Spirit.'to perform

That worll again', and shed it Here upon

Two, by theirbloods and bythy Spirit one; —

A brother and a sister, made by thee

The organ, where thou art the harmony; *

Two lhat make one John Baptist's holy voice;

And who that psalm, " Now let the isles rejoice,"

Have both translated, and apply'd it too;

Both told us what, and taught-us how to do. 20

They shew us islanders our joy, out king;

They tetl us why, and teach us how to sipg. [spheres;

Make all this all, three choirs, heav'n, earth, and

The first, heav'n, hath a song, but no man hears;

The spheres have music, but thev have no tongue,

Their haimony is rather danc'd than sung:

But our thin) choir, to which the first gives ear,

(For angels^arn by what the church does here)

This choir hath all. The organist a he

Who hath tun'd God and man, the organ we; lo

The songs are these which Heav'n's high holy Muse

Whisper'd to David, David to the Jews,

And David's successors in holy 2eal

In forms of joy and art do re.reveal

To us so sweetly and sincerely too,

That I must not rejoice as I would do,

When I behold that these Psalms are become

So well attir'd abroad, so ill at home;

So well in chambers, in thy church so ill,

As I can scarce call that Reform'd until 49

This be reform'd. Would a whole state present

A lesser gift than some one man hath sent i

And shall our church unto our spouse and King

More hoarse, more harsh, than any other, sing?

For that we pray, we praise thy name for this,

Which by this Moses and this Miriam is

Already done; and as those Psalms we call

(Tho' some have other authors) David's all;

So tho' some have, some may some Psalms translate,

We thy Sydnean Psalms shall celebrate; lo

And till we come th' extemporal song to sing,

(Learned the first hour that we see the King,


Who hath translated those translators) may
These, their sweet learned labours, all the way
Be as our tuning, that when hence we part,
We may fall in With them, and sing our part. j6



In what torn ship soever I embark,
That ship shall be my emblem of thy ark;
What sea 6oever swallow me, that flood
Shall be to me an emblem of thy blood.
Tho' thou with clouds of anger do disguise
Thy face, yet thro' that mask I know those eyes,
Which, tho' they turn away sometimes, •' '•'"•
They never will despise.

I sacrifice this island unto thee,

And all whom I love here, and who love me; 1ft

When I have put this flood 'twixt them and me, . .

Put thou thy blood betwixt my sins and thee.

As the tree's sap doth seek the root below

In winter, in my winter now I go,

Where none but thee, th' Eternal root

Of true love, I may know.

Nor thou, nor thy religion, dost controul
The am'rousness of an harmonious soul;

But thou wouldst have that love thyself: as thou
Art jealous, Lord! so I am jealous now. 20

Thou lov'st not, till from loving more thou free
My soul: whoever gives, takes liberty.
Oh! if thou car'st not whom I love,
Alas! thou lov'st not me.

Seal then this bill of my divorce to all

On whom those fainter beams of love did fall;

Marry those loves which in youth scatter'd be

On face, wit, hopes, (false mistresses) to thee.

Churches are best !or prayer that have least light:

To see God only I go out of sight; ; , lo

And to 'scape stormy days I chuse ,. .,i|

An everlasting niglit. . ,. JJ


He was the Word that spake it,
He took the bread and brake it;
And what that Word did make it,
I do believe and take it.

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1. How sits this city, late most populous, ,..'.' Thus solitary, and like a widow thus?

Amplest of nations, queen of provinces,
She was, who now thus tributary is.

2. Still in the night she weeps, and her tears fall
Down by her cheeks along, and none of all
Her lovers comfort her. Perfidiously

Her friends have dealt, and now are enemy.

3. Unto great bondage and afflictions ;, J uda is captive led: those nations io With whom she dwells no place of rest afford;

In straights she meets her persecutor's sword. .. -: .'

4. Empty are th' gates of Sion, and her ways
Mourn, because none come to her solemn days.
Her priests do groan, her maids are comfortless,
And she's unto herself a bitterness. 'i...

5. Her foes are grown her head, and live at peace,
Because when her transgressions did encrease
The Lord struck her with sadness. Th' enemy
Doth drive her children to captivity. 20

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