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The beautie of the remarkable yeare of Grace, 1638 The yeare of the great Covenant of Scotland.
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T. H., fl. 1638.
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THE BEAVTIE OF THE REMARKABLE Yeare of Grace 1638. The Yeare of the great Covenant of Scotland By T. H. Printed at Edinburgh by George Anderson 1638. THE YEER OF GRACE 1638. WHO'ill favour me with winges that I may flee To glories Mount where Laureat Poets bee Fill mee with sacred fire You gentle Nine Inspire mee with your Gaïties Divine Tune my Theorbe sweet sisters stretch the string Yet higher that she may more sweetly sing Hence all you Soul-dividing cares go hence You heart afflicting griefs and but dispense A little with your Captive let mee play Within a paradise but one poor day Remove your anger your sad wrath forebear Till I do sing the beautie of a year In which luxurious amarous Heaven doth woe His Mistres Earth with smiles upon his brow And would invite each Gentle Sprite to be A Poet of this epithalamie Heer all you smyling fancies hasten heere You nobler raptures of Apolloes Lyre And throng within my breast all you Idees Within his Cabinet come if you please And my poor soul enrich come all which may Teach a young wanton bashfull pen to play For now great HE who streach'd the azure round About this hanging Ball hath all things crown'd With his best blessings willing men rejoice In libertie of soul with thankfull voice 'T is he that 's cloathed with light and dwels in thunder Displayes this gratious Year great Year of wonder A yeare which shall unto all nations be A common talk This our felicitie Shall be the measure of their souls desire And patterâ—â— of their wishes when th' aspire At such 〈◊〉 â—oy peace harmonie and blesse As this Great year of our Great Covenant is In which are opened the eyes of Nations all And fill'd with wonder thus when our Nephews shall Ask at their fathers what this year did meane For after yeares from hence shall date their tyme In Almanackes and in our historie This year of joy gold letters shall descry The Sage and Eldrs shall their children teach How heavens the glade wings of their love did stretch Upon the humble earth and they shall tell How in these blessed dayes the land was full With sweetnesse of the Lord even as we see The waters great which covereth the Sea They shall informe them how contract did passe 'Twixt heavens and earth that so this great year was Year of the feast in signe that there shall stand Betwixt them an Eternall Covenant And now each Soul is fill'd with joy each Man To tell posteritie hath pen in hand I wish to have as many souls and eyes T' admire and gaze as stars are in the skyes And yet mine extasie would be but small In such excesse to see this newborne All The wearied rolling heavens the exhausted earth Like to the Eagle hath renewed their birth And lookes so young so gay as when of old Th' eternall King cast them in virgine mould Or first came out of the eternall treasure Embellisht with the riches of all pleasure The heavens displayes a sweet and smyling grace Without a wrinkle or spot in their face So do they shine washt with a Christall flood As then before the first impostour woo'd The King of Creatures to taste the trie Of mistique fruit thus teaching him to die So white the world new-walled did appeare Not stained with debauches of the aire As yet and in their serene infancie Of winds and raines knew note the luxurie How thy embosome the enamour'd earth So kindlie now See how a gentle breath Doth feed all living things VVhat sweetnesse In this so universall Amitie O livelie brighnesse O the beautie rare O force of Sun and moone O kindnesse deare Of favouring heavens And where then was your skill Till now that would not make your court'sie kill Our feares and povertie now you do show More sweetnesse then both Arabees do know You have rain'd floudes of Manna th' earth doth swell Pamp'red in richer balme What time can tell Celestiall powers so strongly all combinde As in this year wee wanton worldlings finde Heavens treasures have beene shut till now but lo In golden floudes of pleasures now we flow Powr'd from the cabinet of him who reignes Which this great year proclames above all Kings With sublunarie pleasures drunk wee see What Heavens can do and what the Earth can be When she hath suckt best influence from above Or when the Sun with crisped rayes makes love When hote flame masculine doth him inspire And makes th' earth pregnant with his vigorous fire Tell me thou Gentle Planet of the day Who through star-poudred Scarf of heaven dost stray Who gilds the heavens paints the earth with flowrs And flames of life through Neptunes bosome powres Art Thou the same shyn'd in our Fathers dayes Hath any brighter soul given thee new rayes What new things hath this earthly globe reveald What from Thy sight till now hath it conceald What change discovers thou in naturall things That thus thou flies 'bout us with glader wings Indeed the Taper which we had before thee Was but a sparkling diamond to thy glorie Or like the thin squibes of thy Sisters face When she the cold and silent vault doth grace We must forsooth confesse Prince of the day Thou obleidges heaven and earth in a strange way Thou hast daign'd to'unvaile thy face and now we see Thy naked dy which masked wont to bee Ah gallant Sun thy wanton dangling hair Provokes the Frolick Earth t'embalme the air Where numberlesse golden atomes of the day Hath hanging at each one pearles to array Proud Flora looking like a glorious Bride Attyr'd with Majestie on everie side On which the Sun dartes many an amorous look Reading his active beautie on Heavens Book And dressing in Neptunes glasse his jollier haires Each day courts hotlier and more fine appeares No more the Guelded Son of this blest Year Need now the anger of barbarous season fear For his rebuke is taken away and now Those fields to which retiring Sun did show His fainter face do laugh as well as those Who can boast of possession of the rose Nay this whole yeere's but a continued May Luxurious in her pride and best array And look how much the Heavens doe the fire Excell or yet how much the tender Air Exceed the grosser VVater even so Each Tyme each Thing surpasse their own kinde too The Cloudes weep no more and forget to raine The Sun to leave us and to turne his waine The Southern Pole doth wonder at his stay And ' gines to question what moves him to play So long within this artick circled clime 'T is cause he 'ld see the great change of the tyme Which all the Elements do preach which are Not of so ley a mettall as they were But more ennobled and lesse discordant For in this great year of the Covenant An all-embracing sweetnesse doth enlive Each place and season now all things do thrivâ— A sweet calme influence every where wee see As if each of