The Minor Poems of Joseph Beaumont ... Edited from the autograph manuscript with introduction and notes by Eloise Robinson |
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May-Day
To Crowne ye Smileing front of May
And double gild its eldest Day,
Philip & James
Two radiant Names,
Both full & faire
Here stamped are,
Whose interwov'n fraternall Rayes
Make of this one two Holy-Dayes.
And double gild its eldest Day,
Philip & James
Two radiant Names,
Both full & faire
Here stamped are,
Whose interwov'n fraternall Rayes
Make of this one two Holy-Dayes.
Two Holy Dayes to Sacred Mirth,
Mirth, wch doth cheer both Heavn & Earth.
Heavn gains a Pair
Of Stars more faire,
Then those whose light
Spangles ye Night,
And Earth though loosing them, does yet
Triumph that they in Heavn are set.
Mirth, wch doth cheer both Heavn & Earth.
Heavn gains a Pair
Of Stars more faire,
Then those whose light
Spangles ye Night,
And Earth though loosing them, does yet
Triumph that they in Heavn are set.
We count not that they dy'd to day
Who now begun to live for aye.
The Day wch paints
The Death of Saints
With purple look
In ye years book
Arrayeth them for Life, & is
Onely ye Birthday of their Bliss.
Who now begun to live for aye.
The Day wch paints
The Death of Saints
With purple look
In ye years book
Arrayeth them for Life, & is
Onely ye Birthday of their Bliss.
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For Saints, while they are living here
But all ye while a dying are:
That gasp wch we
Fooles think to be
Their dying breath
Breath's out their Death;
It breathes it out, & sets them free
From all Laws of Mortalitie.
But all ye while a dying are:
That gasp wch we
Fooles think to be
Their dying breath
Breath's out their Death;
It breathes it out, & sets them free
From all Laws of Mortalitie.
Great James & Philip now are borne
Twinns of one everlasting Morne,
Where happy They
Shall meet a May
More Sweet then this
They ope to Us:
A May whose blessed Smiles are seen
In Paradise for ever greene.
Twinns of one everlasting Morne,
Where happy They
Shall meet a May
More Sweet then this
They ope to Us:
A May whose blessed Smiles are seen
In Paradise for ever greene.
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