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In Aurora Anutiantionis 1618 visio Me: ditantis Angeli anuciantis

[nb: I have chosen to use F in place of ff when a capital F is intended]

[column 1] Whats this that from heavens high topp Falls downe loke a Shinning deopp And as through the starres it passes Makes them blasse wch light like glasses Still it seefe it hither thrownes And downe styding greater groned Sure it is some heavenlyy moght from the Fatcher, sent, oft light for as Pha'bus setting wese through a Cloude darke to the east Soe from forth the plate he brake followes him a heavenlye streake darsing light through all hosis path fill on Earth he lighted hath

Harke he speakesm All Creatures peace Stayd yor orbes, nor Musicko cease: Whilst ride wmd lwtt mysty Calme all the whistling winges enbalme, least rufe Neptune underneath frowne or chate so heare you broath And you vast Saa roase to chide Th'unnubred boath whereon you slide rouse the greate allmighyies hands thanies these upp in such weake lands Not a Beast nor yet a Bord give a Sound nor man a word while an Angell to a Mayde Such a message shall have save that you all for wye may singe for 4 thousand yeares yor kinge Said to Adam yor first Lord He to Earth would send this word Now behold bright Gabriell Starr like flyes this newes to tell Nazareth first sees his rayynes Whene he lowlye loutes and sayes Hayle thast Mary full of grace God is wth thee in this place blest are thou above all other (Blessed viirgine blesed Mother feare noy Maryem holye Mayde

Gods

[column 2] Gods hight ;pve on thee is layde: thou a Sonne shall breed & bringe call him Jesus, for a Kinge he shall bee, and son of Fod ruling nations with his rodd He to Jacobb shall be Friende and as his raigen shall vever end

Harke How Mary givs a that her divine Magnificale cease all Chreatures, peace all thinges listen while ye virgin Singes, stint yor ever transcending voyce Angells caper up to Skye and bright Gabriell backe doth flyd; Silence be in heaven and Earth till this blessed one hath biithe, But when hymes full tyme is come that to is borne this sonne then shall all their glorious trayne poure themselves to Earth agane

Then singe all advance of yor throats and stretch loud yor sweetest notes For thousand of sweet heavenly Souldiers Shall glory sing to God & peace to men then

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