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What function is so noble as to be * |
Embassadour to God, and destiny? |
To open life, to give kingdomes to more |
Than Kings give dignities; to keep heavens door? |
Maries prerogative was to bear Christ, so |
'Tis preachers to convey him; for they do |
As Angels out of clouds, from Pulpits speak; |
And bless the poor beneath, the lame, the weak! |
If then th' Astronomers, whereas they spy |
A new-found Star, their opticks magnifie, |
How brave are those, who with their Engine, can |
Bring man to heaven, and heaven again to man? |
These are thy titles and preheminences, |
In whom must meet Gods graces, mens offences, |
And so the heavens which beget all things here, |
And the earth our mother, which these things doth bear, |
Both these in thee are in thy calling knit, |
And make thee now a blest Hermaphrodite. |
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A Hymn to Christ, at the Authors last going into |
Germany. |
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In what torn ship soever I embark; |
That ship shall be my embleme of thy Ark; |
What sea soever swallow me, that flood |
Shall be to me an emblem of thy blood; |
Though thou with clouds of anger do disguise |
Thy face, yet through that mask I know those eyes, |
Which though they turn away sometimes, They never will despise. |
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I sacrifice this Iland unto thee, |
And all whom I love here, and who love me;
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[CW: When] |