The Minor Poems of Joseph Beaumont ... Edited from the autograph manuscript with introduction and notes by Eloise Robinson |
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An Evening Hymn
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An Evening Hymn
Never yet could careless Sleep
On LOVES watchfull Eylid creep;
Never yet could gloomy Night
Damp his Ey's immortal Light:
LOVE is his own Day, & sees
Whatsoe'r himself doth please.
LOVE his piercing Look can dart
Through the Shades of my dark Heart,
And read plainer farr then I
All the Spotts which there do lie.
On LOVES watchfull Eylid creep;
Never yet could gloomy Night
Damp his Ey's immortal Light:
LOVE is his own Day, & sees
Whatsoe'r himself doth please.
LOVE his piercing Look can dart
Through the Shades of my dark Heart,
And read plainer farr then I
All the Spotts which there do lie.
Pardon then what Thou dost see,
Mighty LOVE, in wretched Me.
Let the sweet Wrath of thy Ray
Chide my sinfull Night to Day;
To the blessed Day of Grace
Whose deer East smiles in thy Face.
So no Powers of Darknes shall
In this Night my Soule appall;
So shall I the soundlier Sleep,
Cause my Heart awake I keep,
Meekly waiting upon Thee,
Whilst Thou deignst to watch for Me.
Mighty LOVE, in wretched Me.
Let the sweet Wrath of thy Ray
Chide my sinfull Night to Day;
To the blessed Day of Grace
Whose deer East smiles in thy Face.
So no Powers of Darknes shall
In this Night my Soule appall;
So shall I the soundlier Sleep,
Cause my Heart awake I keep,
Meekly waiting upon Thee,
Whilst Thou deignst to watch for Me.
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