Talk:.NDU.MjI1ODY
In my vision of enriching the angels announcing dawn [unknown] 1618
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Whats this that from heavens high top
Falls down like a Shining drop
And as through the stars it passes
Makes them blaze with light like glasses
Still itself it hither throws
And down sliding greater grows
Sure it is some heavenly wight
from the Father, sent, of light
for as Phœbus setting west
through a Cloud darts to the East
So from forth the place he brake
follows him a heavenly streak
darting light through all his path
till on Earth he lighted hath
Hark he speaks, All Creatures peace Stayed your orbs, your Music cease: Whilst rude wind, let moysty Calme all thy whistling winges enbalme, least rufe Neptune underneath frowne or chafe to heare you breath And you vast Sea cease to chide Th'unnubred beach whereon you slide cause the greate allmighties hands Chaines thee upp in such weake bands Not a Beast nor yet a Bird give a Sound nor man a word while an Angell to a Mayde Such a message shall have said that you all for ioye maye 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 rayes Where he lowlye loutes and sayes Hayle chast Mary full of grace God is wth thee in this place blest art thou above all other (Blessed Virgine blessed Mother feare not Marye holye Mayde
Gods
[column 2] Gods highe love on thee is layde: thou a Sonne shalt breed & bringe call him Jesus, for a Kinge he shall bee, and sonne of God ruling nations with his rodd He to Jacobb shall be Friende and his raigne shall never end
Harke How Mary 'gins at that her divine Magnificate cease all Creatures, peace all thinges listen while ye virgin Singes, stint yor ever humming noyce While by her transcending voyce Angells caper up to Skye and bright Gabriell backe doth flye; Silence be in heaven and Earth till this blessed one hath birthe, But when Tymes full tyme is come that to us is borne this sonne then shall all their glorious trayne poure themselves to Earth againe
Then singe all, advance yor throats and stretch loud yor sweetest notes For thousand of sweet heavenly Souldiers then [nb: mark indicates that 'then' should be on this line] Shall glory sing to God & peace to men
Finis