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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 in the Night.

The heav'ns was now but mask'd, and now forbids
His eyelike starres to looke out of their lids,
For it had been a shame unto the night
If but one starre had miss'd so great a sight.
Or else it was muffled in silent shade,
And dress'd in sullen blacks, and was afraid
To let one starre gaze out, for had it seene
This sight, it had for ever blinded been.
There was a double night, a night of sinne,
Darke Heav'n design'd the darknesse we were in,
The darknesse, which through heav'n with silence roules
Was the sad Emblem of our darkned soules.
Now when the Sun, which daily rounds the skies
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Was gone to bed, this other Sunne did rise;
For haply 'twas not fit there should appeare
Two Suns at once, in the same Hemisphere.
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