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Francis Quarles: Hosanna or divine poems on the passion of Christ and Threnodes

Edited by John Horden
Quarles, Francis (1592-1644)

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HOSANNA,
 
VPON THE DAY OF OVR SAVIOVRS NATIVITY.
 
Borne of a Virgin.
 
Borne in Augustus time.
 
Borne in Winter.
 
Borne in the Night.
 
The Angels tell it to the Shepheards.
 
Of the Starres that appeared to the wise men.
 
Of the wise men.
 
Of the Innocents.
 
Of St. Stephen.
 
Of our Saviours Circumcision, or New-yeares day.
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Vpon Our Saviours Passion.
 
They put a Crowne of Thornes upon his head.
 
They gave him Vineger and Gall, Mat. 27. And Wine mingled with Mvrrh, Mark 15.
 
They compell'd Simon of Syrene to beare his Crosse.
 
Crucified.
 
Crucified between two Theeves.
 
The Earth did quake.
 
The Sunne was in a totall Eclips, and not as naturally it should have been in the Sign with the Moon.
 
The Graves opened, and many of the Saints arose.
 
Buried in a Garden.
 
Buried in a new Tombe hewen out of a Rock.
 
The Mount of Olives.
 
Whit-Sunday: There was a noise from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind.
 
There appeared unto them Tongues.
 
Tongues of fire, and sate upon each of them.
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Threnodes On the Lady Marsham, late wife to Sir William Marsham of High Laver in the County of Essex Bnt AND William Cheyne Esquire the late Husband to That Vertuous and Mournefull Lady Lucie, Youngest Daughter of Sir Thomas Barington Knight and Baronet.
 
THRENODES Consecrated To the pretious Memory OF The Lady Marsham.
 
Threnodes On William Cheyne Esquire.

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Borne of a Virgin.

Although the eye of Faith, not reason can
Behold a Virgin Mother of a Man,
Yet Natralists affirme some things may breed
And have their propagation without seed.
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As that rich crop of Pease which Story sayes
Made Orford famous in our Gransires dayes.
Th' admir'd Phœnix which admits no paire
In her persumed ashes leaves an heire.
And this Maiola dares to justifie
To be no fable, but true history.
By seminall commixtion, I had bin
Distain'd, and soiled with originall sin,
Pure must the Pipe, pure must the Conduit bee
That must convey water of life to mee.
Our Sunne of righteousnesse when he would shine
Vpon the world, choose Virgo for his signe.
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