WHEN LOVE the King of bounty, did Look over all his year, Newfound & glorious things He spread To make it rich & fair. He sprinkled on ye foremost Day Gemms dugg from his owne veins, And gave his foreskin to array, And hide ye New years stains. Another speciall Day He did Paint full & fair all over, For all His Noble Blood He shed In Purple it to cover. But when His owne dear veins were drie, He borrows of his Friends And other Days to dignifie, The Martyrs Blood He sends. Betimes this privileg'd Day did get A rich & double share: Two Noble Casks abroach were set To wash & dresse it fair. Two rich Apostolike streams did run With full & liberall Tyde, And joyning both their floods in one In this Days Channell glide: Upon whose either bank each one Their reverend Name did spread; Since when in this Days Stile alone Simon & Jude are read. |