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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 21, by THOMAS CAMPION Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Come, let us sound with melody Last Line: Infinite honours. Subject(s): Singing & Singers; Songs | |||
COME, let us sound with melody, the praises Of the Kings' King, th' omnipotent Creator, Author of number, that hath all the world in Harmony framed. Heav'n is His throne perpetually shining, His divine power and glory, thence He thunders, One in All, and All still in One abiding, Both Father and Son. O sacred Sprite, invisible, eternal, Ev'rywhere, yet unlimited, that all things Can'st in one moment penetrate, revive me, O Holy Spirit! Rescue, O rescue me from earthly darkness! Banish hence all these elemental objects! Guide my soul that thirsts to the lively fountain Of thy divineness! Cleanse my soul, O God! Thy bespotted image, Altered with sin so that heavenly pureness Cannot acknowledge me, but in Thy mercies, O Father of grace! But when once Thy beams do remove my darkness; O then I'll shine forth as an angel of light, And record, with more than an earthly voice, Thy Infinite honours. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 9 by THOMAS CAMPION |
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