Classic and Contemporary Poetry
S. MATTHIAS, by JOSEPH BEAUMONT First Line: There must be twelve; ye other sunn Last Line: Judge the proud tribes then trembling at thy feet. Subject(s): Brothers; Jesus Christ - Legends; Saints; Half-brothers | ||||||||
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 Judas, 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; Joseph ye Just is one, the other Is good Matthias, Joseph's 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 Matthias side, & show How he had more Of Virtues store Then He, who in his Sirname JUSTICE 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...TO L.H.B. by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SUPPLE CORD by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE BROTHERS: 1. INVITATION by LUCILLE CLIFTON BROTHERS: 2. HOW GREAT THOU ART by LUCILLE CLIFTON BROTHERS: 3. AS FOR MYSELF by LUCILLE CLIFTON BROTHERS: 4. IN MY OWN DEFENSE by LUCILLE CLIFTON BROTHERS: 5. THE ROAD LED FROM DELIGHT by LUCILLE CLIFTON Γενεθλιακον by JOSEPH BEAUMONT Γενεθλιακον by JOSEPH BEAUMONT A CONCLUSORIE HUMNE TO THE SAME WEEK; & FOR MY FRIEND by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |
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