¶ The Nativitie.
VNfold thy face, unmaske thy ray,
Shine forth, bright Sunne, double the day:
Let no malignant misty fume,
Nor foggy vapour once presume
To interpose thy perfect sight
This day, which makes us love thy light
The synagogue, or, The shadow of the temple Sacred poems, and private ejaculations. In imitation of Mr. George Herbert.
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- The synagogue, or, The shadow of the temple Sacred poems, and private ejaculations. In imitation of Mr. George Herbert.
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- Harvey, Christopher, 1597-1663.
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- London :: Printed by I[ohn] L[egat] for Phil. Stephens, and Chrystopher Meredith, at the golden Lion in St. Pauls Church-yard,
- 1640.
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"The synagogue, or, The shadow of the temple Sacred poems, and private ejaculations. In imitation of Mr. George Herbert." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A02769.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 2, 2024.
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For ever better that we could
That blessed object once behold,
Which is both the circumference
And center of all excellence:
Or rather neither, but a treasure
Vnconfined without measure:
Whose center and circumference
Including all preheminence,
Excluding nothing but defect,
And infinite in each respect;
Is equally both here and there,
And now and then, and every where;
And alwaies one himselfe the same,
A beeing farre above a name.
Draw neerthen, and freely poure
Forth all thy light into that houre
Which was crowned with his birth,
And made heaven envy earth.
Let not his birth-day clouded be,
By whom thou shinest, and we see.