Who for his sake wished herself younger
THERE are two births; the one when light
First strikes the new awakend sense;
when two souls unite,
And we must count our life from thence:
When you loved me and I loved you
both of us were born anew.
Love then to us new souls did give
And in those souls did plant new powers;
another life we live,
The breath we breathe is his, not ours:
Love makes those young whom age doth
And whom he finds young keeps young still.
STILL do the stars impart their light
To those that travel in the night;
Still time runs on, nor
doth the hand
Or shadow on the dial stand;
The streams still glide and constant are:
Only thy mind
Neglects to be
Like stream or shadow, hand or star.
Fool that I am! I do recall
My words, and swear thourt like them all,
Thou seemst like stars to
But O how cold is thy desire!
And like the hand upon the brass
Thou pointst at me
I come nigh
Shade-like thoult fly,
And as the stream with murmur pass.
HALLOW the threshold, crown the posts anew!
The day shall have its due.
Twist all our victories
into one bright wreath,
On which let honour breathe;
Then throw it round the temples of our Queen!
she that must preserve those glories green.
When greater tempests than on sea before
Received her on the shore;
When she was shot at
for the Kings own good
By legions hired to blood;
How bravely did she do, how bravely bear!
though they durst rage, she durst not fear.
Courage was cast about her like a dress
Of solemn comeliness:
A gatherd mind and an untroubled
Did give her dangers grace:
Thus, armd with innocence, secure they move
Whose highest treason
is but highest love.
SHE who to Heaven more Heaven doth annex,
Whose lowest thought was above all our sex,
nothing death but t be reprieved,
And died as free from sickness as she lived.
Others are draggd away,
or must be driven,
She only saw her time and stept to Heaven;
Where seraphims view all her glories
As one returnd that had been there before.
For while she did this lower world adorn,
Her body seemd
rather assumed than born;
So rarified, advanced, so pure and whole,
That body might have been anothers
And equally a miracle it were
That she could die, or that she could live here.
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