Poetical recreations consisting of original poems, songs, odes, &c. with several new translations : in two parts
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LEt this days triumph o'er the World be crown'd,
A day of Iubilee for ever own'd,
With Harp and Violin our Mirth we'll show,
Unto this day all gratitude we owe.
Let Lute and Timbrel, and Majestick touch
Of the sweet Vial too proclaim as much.
Let Talbrot also, and the loud-spoke Cymbal
Ioyn with the sweeter of the Virginal;
Let all the Voices, both of Base and Trebble,
Ioyn in this harmony; let polish't Marble,
To future Ages, keep his honour'd Name,
That they with equal pleasure speak the same:
And that a p•rfect joy may be express'd,
At the Solemnity of such a Feast,
Page 22Let the whole Earth put on her Robes of Green,
And be in Triumph when this day is seen;
And also let the pretty winged Quire,
From their warm Nests with joyfulness retire;
And fill the Air with sweet melodious Notes,
Which they sing forth from out their warbling Throats:
Let the Floods clap their hands, and therein show,
That they rejoyce with all the World below;
Let Angels too above bedeck the Sky,
And in soft strains divulge their Harmony;
Let the Illustrious Cherubins descend
With their delicious Carrols to attend
Man's happy change, which Christ alone did bring,
Who is become our Prophet, Priest, and King.
O bless'd Redeemer! why would'st thou come down,
Rather so lowly, than with great Renown?
As soon as born, why did'st thou not give order
To be proclaim'd the World's great Emperour?
Or cam'st not vailed in an Angel's Shrine,
Or took the Nature of a Seraphin?
But this had been contrary to thy Will,
Who came the Prophet's Sayings to fulfill:
Page 23Besides, thy Message had a nobler End,
Namely, the World of Sin to reprehend;
And to refine and purge our thoughts from Earth,
Conveying to us Grace by second Birth;
To influence our Minds from Heav'n above,
And to possess us here with Peace and Love.