The Third Volume of the Works of Mr. William Congreve containing Poems upon Several Occasions |
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Thy Voice, O Harmony, with awful Sound
Could penetrate th'Abyss profound,
Explore the Realms of ancient Night,
And search the living Source of unborn Light.
Confusion heard thy Voice and fled,
And Chaos deeper plung'd his vanquish'd Head.
Then didst thou, Harmony, give Birth
To this fair Form of Heav'n and Earth;
Then all those shining Worlds above
In Mystick Dance began to move
Around the radiant Sphere of Central Fire,
A never ceasing, never silent Choir.
Could penetrate th'Abyss profound,
Explore the Realms of ancient Night,
And search the living Source of unborn Light.
Confusion heard thy Voice and fled,
And Chaos deeper plung'd his vanquish'd Head.
Then didst thou, Harmony, give Birth
To this fair Form of Heav'n and Earth;
Then all those shining Worlds above
In Mystick Dance began to move
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A never ceasing, never silent Choir.
CHORUS.
Confusion heard thy Voice and fled,And Chaos deeper plung'd his vanquish'd Head.
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