THE NATIVITY
by: Christopher Harvey
(1597-1663)
- NFOLD thy
face, unmaske thy ray,
- Shine forth, bright Sunne, double the day.
- Let no malignant misty fume,
- Nor foggy vapour, once presume
- To interpose thy perfect sight
- This day, which makes us love thy light
- For ever better, that we could
- That blessèd object once behold,
- Which is both the circumference,
- And center of all excellence:
- Or rather neither, but a treasure
- Unconfinèd without measure,
- Whose center and circumference,
- Including all preheminence,
- Excluding nothing but defect,
- And infinite in each respect,
- Is equally both here and there,
- And now and then and every where,
- And alwaies, one, himselfe, the same,
- A beeing farre above a name.
- Draw neer then, and freely poure
- Forth all thy light into that houre,
- Which was crownèd with his birth,
- And made heaven envy earth.
- Let not his birth-day clouded be,
- By whom thou shinest, and we see.
"The Nativity" is reprinted
from The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. Ed. Nicholson
& Lee. Oxford: The Clarendon Press, 1917. |
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