Francis Quarles: Hosanna or divine poems on the passion of Christ and Threnodes Edited by John Horden |
VPON THE DAY OF OVR SAVIOVRS NATIVITY. |
Francis Quarles: Hosanna or divine poems on the passion of Christ and Threnodes | ||
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VPON THE DAY OF OVR SAVIOVRS NATIVITY.
This day's a riddle for the God that madeThis day, this day from his owne Creature had
His making too; his flesh, and bone, and lim
And breath from her, that had her breath from him.
Th' unbribed Judge of Mans eternall doome
This day was Pris'ner in a Virgins wombe:
And the Lord Paramount of all the Earth
Was wanting a poore Tenement at his birth,
Into the Inne this meane guest must not come.
Strange, he that fills all roomes should have no roome.
The Sunne dropt from his spheare, and did decline
His unshorne head to the Earth; his radiant shine
Peep'd from the windores of the East, to breath
New life on People in the shades of Death.
Deare Sunne since from thy sphere thou once wert sent,
Here is a Soule, make it thy firmament.
Francis Quarles: Hosanna or divine poems on the passion of Christ and Threnodes | ||