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With the fix'd stars, fix'd in their orb that flies;
And ye five other wand'ring fires that move
In mystic dance not without song, resound
His praise, who out of darkness call'd up light.
Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth
Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run
Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix,
And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change
Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Ye mifts and exhalations that now rise
From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray,
Till the sun paint your fleecy kirts with gold,
In honour to the world's great Author rise,
Whether to deck with clouds th' uncolour'd sky,
Or wet the thirsty earth with falling showers,
Rising or falling still advance his praise.
His praise, ye winds, that from four quarters blow,
Breathe soft or loud; and wave your tops, ye pines,
With every plant, in fign of worship wave.
Fountains, and ye, that warble, as ye flow,
Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise,
Join voices all ye living fouls; ye birds,
That singing up to heaven-gate ascend,
Bear on your-wings and in your notes his praise.
Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk
The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep;
Witness if I be silent, morn or even,
To hill, or valley, fountain, or fresh shade,
Made vocal by my song, and taught his praisc.
Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still
To give us only good; and if the night
Have gather'd ought of evil, or conceal'd,
Disperse it, as now light difpels the dark.
MESSIAH, a Sacred ECLOGUE.
E nymphs of Solyma! begin the song:
To heav'nly themes sublimer strains belong. The mosty fountains, and the fylvan fhades, The dreams of Pindus and th' Aonian maids, Delight no more -O thou my voice inspire Who touch'd Isaiah's hallow'd lips with fire!
Rapt into future times, the Bard begun : A Virgin shall conceive, a Virgin bear a Son! From Jesse's root behold a branch arise, Whose facred flow'r with fragrance fills the skies: Th’æthereal spirit o'er its leaves shall move, And on its top descends the mystic dove. Ye heav'ns! from high the dewy nectar pour, And in soft filence shed the kindly show'r ! The fick and weak the healing plant shall aid, From storms a shelter, and from heat a shade. All crimes shall cease, and ancient fraud shall fail ; Returning justice lift aloft her scale ; Peace o'er the world her olive wand extend, And white rob’d innocence from heav'n descend. Swift fly the years, and rise th' expected morn! Oh spring to light, auspicious Babe, be born! See nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring, With all the incense of the breathing spring :
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Anu on the tightless eye-ban :
"I:s he t'octructed paths of sound fral clear,
Anei oui new music charm th' unfosüngs:
van ihail fing, the lame his crutch forego,
: Pering like the bounding foe.
me tel mur the wide world fhall hear,
7.2 Wines off ev'ry tear.
death be bound,
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The tender lambs he raises in his arms,
Feeds from his hand, and in his bofom warms;
Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage,
The promis'd father of the future age.
No more shall nation against nation rise,
Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes,
Nor fields with gleaming steel be cover'd o'er,
The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more ;
But useless lances into scythes shall bend,
And the broad faulchion in a plow-share end..
Then palaces shall rise; the joyful fon
Shall finish what his short-liv'd fire begun ;
Their vines a shadow to their race shall yield,
And the fame hand that sow'd, shall reap the field.
The swain in barren deserts with surprize
Sees lilies spring, and sudden verdure rise
And starts amidst the thirsty wilds to hear
New falls of water murm'ring in his ear.
On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes,
The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods. ,
Waste sandy valleys, once perplex'd with thorn,
The spiry fir and shapely box adorn :
To leafless shrubs the flow'ry palms succeed,
And od’rous myrtle to the noisom weed.
The lambs with wolves shall graze the verdant mead,
And boys in flow'ry bands the tiger lead;
The steer and lion at one crib shall meet,
And harmless ferpents lick the pilgrim's feet.