THERE must be Twelve; ye other Sunn Thorough no fewer Signes doth runn; Then why should He, whose Zodiak is As heavnly full, & faire as His; And whose sweet beams doe further flie Then Phebus ever could descrie, Darting out Light On those, whom Night And Shades of Death till now had buried quite @3Judas,@1 that ominous Signe, is now Falln from his Orbe, & finds below A fitter Region, his owne Home, Where Traytors all have fitting room, But still below his Throne, who there Reignes King of Treason. In his Sphear A Vacancie Long may not be, Plenty of stars are ready heere, you see. But two of Noblest Magnitude The great Election soon conclude; @3Joseph@1 ye Just is one, the other Is good @3Matthias, Joseph's@1 brother In every beam of Virtue, so, That which was fairer of ye two Is far above Mans Art to prove Heavn onely knows which way ye scale will move. Wherfore to Heavn they doe referre To judge which was ye worthier. The Lots are cast; And Heavn, whose Eye Into all Hearts & Reigns doth prie, Did guide ye doubtfull prize to goe On brave @3Matthias@1 side, & show How he had more Of Virtues store Then He, who in his Sirname @3JUSTICE@1 wore. Illustrious Saint, We bid Thee joy Of thy Preferment: Now thy way Lies fair & plaine unto a Throne Of endlesse triumph, built upon Glories immortall Pillars, where Thou one day shall inthron'd appeare, And from that great And potent Seat Judge the proud Tribes then trembling at thy feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BODY BREAKING by MARVIN BELL SONG BY THE WINDOW BEFORE BED by KATHERINE MANSFIELD JUNIUS BRUTUS BOOTH by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE LITTLE DANCERS by LAURENCE BINYON VISIONS: 4. A ROSE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) OH, SWEET CONTENT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |