Mel Heliconium or, Poeticall Honey, Gathered out of The Weeds of Parnassus ... By Alexander Rosse |
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 | CHAP. I. A Mel Heliconium |  |
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AMPHION.
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By which grea Towns have walls, and stones have sence.
This is the onely pleasant melody,
Which caus'd rude men imbrace civility.
Stones hear not sounds; its not the warbling Lute,
Nor solemn Harp, nor Trumpet, nor the Flute,
Nor Songs, nor any Organ musicall
That could give sence to stones, or build a wall:
But Christ our Lord with his cœlestiall layes,
Hath from Amphion born away the praise;
Whose charming voice no sooner 'gan to sound,
But Sions walls were lifted from the ground:
He rais'd us senslesse stones out of the dung
Of Errour, by the musick of his tongue,
That we might, at his voice, and in his name,
Make up the walls of new Jerusalem.
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