Aurelian Townshend's Poem and Masks Edited by E. K. Chambers |
The sixth Song sung by the five Deities.
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The sixth Song sung by the five Deities.
[Bles't Payre whose prayers like Incence rise]
Bles't Payre whose prayers like Incence rise,Opening, and pulling downe the Skies
Take your Reward! Iust as yee mett,
So hand in hand live many a Day,
And may your Vertuous minds beget
Issue that never shall decay,
And so be fruitfull every way.
May Plenty Proteus-like appeare,
Varying your Pleasures every yeare.
Wee five come freely to impart,
Such favors as we can afforde:
One gives his Hand, the next his Heart,
The third her Robe, the fourth her Sword,
The fifth full many a Suppliant Word.
And to fulfill your future Blisse,
Sweete Peace salutes you with a Kisse.
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