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ADAPTED aged Albert Moore Angels Apollo Babe beside Bethlehem bliss bright calm Caroline cast child CHRIST'S NATIVITY clouds cymbals Cynthia's seat dare abide deep display'd dividing Dragon DRAWN DRAWN BY PAGE dread dread His burning Durham dusky eyn E. M. Wimperis ears earth fetter'd ghost slips Flamens FLAXMAN flocking shadows pale Frölich Full given glorious Gods green happy harmony HARVARD haste Hath heard Heaven's hollow holy Hullah hung HYMN INFANT Jackson Justice keep king laid land lies light Lord loud Memphian grove mooned MORNING MORNING OF CHRIST'S mother Mount Sinai mourn Nature night ocean once oracles PALMER peace quire rest ring round Runs seen SHEPHERD sleep Small song sound sphere Stand steep of Delphos SUBJECT ILLUSTRATED sweet throne Truth Tyrian maids Virgin voice wave wide wing wonted youngest-teemed star Hath
9 ページ - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven's eternal King, Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
29 ページ - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
5 ページ - Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall. But wisest Fate says No, This must not yet be so ; The Babe yet lies in smiling infancy, That on the bitter cross Must redeem our loss ; So both Himself and us to glorify : Yet first, to those ychain'd in sleep, The wakeful trump of doom must thunder through the deep...
18 ページ - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist, 'Whispering new joys to the mild ocean— Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
25 ページ - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the airy region thrilling, Now was almost, won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling ; She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
7 ページ - He feels from Juda's land The dreaded infant's hand, The rays of Bethlehem blind his dusky eyn ; Nor all the gods beside, Longer dare abide, Not Typhon huge ending in snaky twine : Our Babe to show his Godhead true, Can in his swaddling bands control the damned crew.
12 ページ - It was the winter wild While the heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies ; Nature in awe to him Had doff'd her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour.
7 ページ - So, when the sun in bed, Curtain'd with cloudy red, Pillows his chin upon an orient wave...
16 ページ - But he her fears to cease, Sent down the meek-eyed Peace ; She, crowned with olive green, came softly sliding Down through the turning sphere, His ready harbinger, With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing: And, waving wide her myrtle wand, She strikes a universal peace through sea and land.