The Blessed Birth-day celebrated in some religious meditations on the Angels Anthem. Lvc. 2. 14. Also holy transportations, in contemplating some of the most obserueable adiuncts about our Saviours Nativity. Extracted for the most part out of the Sacred Scriptures, Ancient Fathers, Christian Poets. And some moderne Approved Authors. By Charles Fitz-Geffry. The second Edition with Additions |
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Transportat. III. On the same subiect.
VVhat is it night with our Antipodes,
That thus by night the Sun to vs doth rise?
It should be so. The Sun though bright he be,
Never at once doth the worlds both sides see.
But when his sight is vnto vs confin'd,
His eye vnto our opposites is blind:
Nor but the surface is to him reveald,
Earths bowels and seas depths remaine conceald.
Nor is an hayre by him surrounded quite,
But one side still is shaded from his sight.
But our pure Sunne aboue shines and below,
And no Antipodes at all doth know:
But with an vnconfined ken, he lookes
Both into Earths and Hels abstrusest nookes.
This Sunne which now by night doth rise, is hee
Who never sets, but rising still doth see.
That thus by night the Sun to vs doth rise?
It should be so. The Sun though bright he be,
Never at once doth the worlds both sides see.
But when his sight is vnto vs confin'd,
His eye vnto our opposites is blind:
Nor but the surface is to him reveald,
Earths bowels and seas depths remaine conceald.
Nor is an hayre by him surrounded quite,
But one side still is shaded from his sight.
But our pure Sunne aboue shines and below,
And no Antipodes at all doth know:
But with an vnconfined ken, he lookes
Both into Earths and Hels abstrusest nookes.
This Sunne which now by night doth rise, is hee
Who never sets, but rising still doth see.
Come glorious Sunne, spread thine illustrious light
On me, who wholly darknesse am, and night.
My darknesse turne to light, my night to day,
That so eternall darknesse shun I may,
And of that blessed light with thee partake
Whose lustre everlasting day doth make.
On me, who wholly darknesse am, and night.
My darknesse turne to light, my night to day,
That so eternall darknesse shun I may,
And of that blessed light with thee partake
Whose lustre everlasting day doth make.
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