Francis Quarles: Hosanna or divine poems on the passion of Christ and Threnodes Edited by John Horden |
Francis Quarles: Hosanna or divine poems on the passion of Christ and Threnodes | ||
Borne in the Night.
The heav'ns was now but mask'd, and now forbidsHis eyelike starres to looke out of their lids,
For it had been a shame unto the night
If but one starre had miss'd so great a sight.
Or else it was muffled in silent shade,
And dress'd in sullen blacks, and was afraid
To let one starre gaze out, for had it seene
This sight, it had for ever blinded been.
There was a double night, a night of sinne,
Darke Heav'n design'd the darknesse we were in,
The darknesse, which through heav'n with silence roules
Was the sad Emblem of our darkned soules.
Now when the Sun, which daily rounds the skies
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For haply 'twas not fit there should appeare
Two Suns at once, in the same Hemisphere.
Francis Quarles: Hosanna or divine poems on the passion of Christ and Threnodes | ||