Francis Quarles: Hosanna or divine poems on the passion of Christ and Threnodes Edited by John Horden |
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Borne in Augustus time.
Now was the man of men great Iulius slaine,And with his blood had dy'd the chaire in graine
Hee sate in, in the Senate: and the flood
Which stream'd from civill warre dri'd in his blood;
And now the milde Augustus sate above
The Sphere of Rome like a propitious love.
And with a milder influence clear'd the skies,
And purg'd these exhalations which did rise
From so much blood effused: or was sent
Like some Apollo to Romes firmament;
For in his sunnie dayes was learnings spring,
All the Arts flourish'd, and each Muse did sing.
The fulnesse of all time, who will not think't?
When Peace and Learning were so fairly link't?
When Wisdome had its flourish on the earth,
Then had the Wisdome of the Father birth.
And when the Olive branch of Peace was showne
Then, not before, the Prince of Peace came downe!
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