Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VIRGINITIE, by JOSEPH BEAUMONT First Line: Jewell of jewells, richer far Last Line: All creatures come in virgin puritie. Subject(s): Mary. Mother Of Jesus; Virginity; Women In The Bible; Virgin Mary; Vestals | ||||||||
JEWELL of Jewells, richer far Then all those pretious Beauties are, Which to our West Stream from ye East: The Way Of Day, The Morne though deck'd wth Heavnly Modestie Blusheth not halfe so gracefully as Shee. For She it was who did let in A Brighter, & a Nobler Sun, Then e'r did rise To Mortall eyes: A Sun Whom none Of all ye Heavns could hold; Gods Son was Hee And thine, Immaculate Virginitie. Would any curious Critick know A thing more white, & chast then snow? First wash his Eye, Then let Him prie, For Shee Will be Clowded wth in her veile: Though much more bright Then Day, She meekly shrowds her selfe in Night. Lillies are cleanly, white & sweet, And yet they have but dirty feet; Their Roots from Earth Never look forth, But grow Below. Onely this spotlesse Flowre, wch plants her Root Deep in ye Heavns, did never fowle her foot. For there She grew & flourished Before old Time began to bud: Yea & brought forth A Stem more worth Then all The Ball Of Heavn & Earth: The VIRGIN SIRE alone Eternally begat his VIRGIN SONNE. The yeouthfull beauteous Spirits above With this fair Flowre fell All in love. No marrying there As Wee have here; But They All say, Let dirty wormes below goe wed; whilst Wee Copie our VIRGIN MASTERS Puritie. Yet by your leave Sweet Spirits, now These wormes have crept far after You. Great Gabriell Remembers well What He Did see At Nazareth, a Virgin Spotlesse Thing, Purer then was His Archangelick Wing. Wherfore when He had thither flew Behind his back his Wings he drew, And straitway all His Plumes let fall; He spyde The Bride Of Heavns Great Dove: (How pure & chast was Shee, Which was the Virgin Spouse of Chastitie?) With Reverend Voice & bended knee Haile, full of Grace, to Her said Hee, This complement From Heavn was sent: No Name Became This Soule but That; whose awfull Presence made Gabriel of Her, as She of Him afraid. Hee never saw his Brethrns face Blush wth a more celestiall grace: And had He spyde About Her side Such Things As Wings, He would have been familiar, & have said Good morrow Brother, to this Sacred Maid. All hail Great Queen of Chastity That Name is due from Us to Thee, Whose Pattern all Our World doth call To come; And some Faire Voluntiers have ventur'd on to fight Under Thy Colours, which are Lilly-white. They have resolv'd to fight wth Thee The Battells of VIRGINITIE; And to resigne Their Corps like Thine Sinceer And clear Unto their Maker, from whose Hand We see All Creatures come in VIRGIN PURITIE. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 3. AMARYLLIS by THOMAS CAMPION TYRANNICK [TYRANNIC] LOVE: SONG by JOHN DRYDEN ADVICE TO YOUNG LADIES by ALEC DERWENT HOPE AFTER THE PLEASURE PARTY by HERMAN MELVILLE ON THE MARRIAGE OF A VIRGIN by DYLAN THOMAS ON THE VIRGINITY OF THE VIRGIN MARY AND JOHANNA SOUTHCOTT by WILLIAM BLAKE JULIET TO ROSALINE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY 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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