Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 67 (B), by EDWARD TAYLOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Doe fables say, the rising sun doth dance Last Line: I'st weare the cure, thou th'glory of this shine. Subject(s): Puritans In Literature | ||||||||
Doe Fables say, the Rising Sun doth Dance On Easter Day for joy, thou didst ascende. O Sun of Righteousness; tho't be a glance Of Falshoods Spectacles on Rome's nose end? And shall not I, furled in thy glorious beams, Ev'n jump for joy, Enjoying such sweet gleams? What doth the rising Sun with its Curld Locks And golden wings soon make the Chilly world Shook with an Ague Fit by night shade drops, Revive, grow brisk, Suns Eyebright on it hurld? How should my Soule then sick of th'Scurvy spring When thy sweet medicating rayes come in? Alas! Sweet Sun of Righteousness, Dost shine Upon such Dunghills, as I am? Methinks My Soule sends out such putrid sents, and rhimes That with thy beams would Choke the aire with Stincks. And Nasty vapors ery where, whereby Thy rayes should venom'd be that from thee fly. The Fiery Darts of Satan stob my heart. His Punyards Thrusts are deep, and venom'd too. His Arrows wound my thoughts, Words, Works, each part They all a bleeding ly by th' Stobs, and rue. His Aire I breath in, poison doth my Lungs. Hence come Consumptions, Fevers, Head pains: Turns. Yea, Lythargy, the Apoplectick Stroke: The Catochee, Soul Blindness, Surdity, Ill Tongue, Mouth Ulcers, Frog, the Quinsie Throate The Palate Fallen, Wheezings, Pleurisy. Heart Ach, the Syncopee, bad stomach tricks Gaul Tumors, Liver grown; spleen evills Cricks. The Kidny toucht, The Iliak, Colick Griefe The Ricats, Dropsy, Gout, the Scurvy, Sore The Miserere Mei. O Reliefe I want and would, and beg it at thy doore. O! Sun of Righteousness Thy Beams bright, Hot Rafter a Doctors, and a Surgeons Shop. I ope my Case to thee, my Lord: mee in Thy glorious Bath, of Sun Shine, Bathe, and Sweate. So rout Ill Humors: And thy purges bring. Administer in Sunbeame Light, and Heate. Pound some for Cordiall powders very small To Cure my Kidnies, Spleen, My Liver, Gaul. And with the same refresh my Heart, and Lungs From Wasts, and Weakness. Free from Pleurisy Bad Stomach, Iliak, Colick Fever, turns, From Scurvy, Dropsy, Gout, and Leprosy From Itch, Botch Scab. And purify my Blood From all Ill Humors: So make all things good. Weave, Lord, these golden Locks into a web Of Spiritual Taffity; make of the same A sweet perfumed Rheum-Cap for my head To free from Lythargy, the Turn, and Pain, From Waking-Sleep, Sin-Falling Mallady From Whimsy, Melancholy Frenzy-dy. Thy Curled Rayes, Lord, make mine Eare Picker To Cure my Deafeness: Light, Ophthalmicks pure To heate my Eyes and make the Sight the Quicker. That I may use Sins Spectacles no more. O still some Beams. And with the Spirits fresh My Palate Ulcerd Mouth, and Ill Tongue dress. And ply my wounds with Pledgets dipt therein. And wash therewith my Scabs and Boils so sore, And all my Stobs, and Arrow wounds come, bring And syrrindge with the Same. It will them Cure. With tents made of these Beams well tent them all. They Fistula'es and Gangrenes Conquour shall. Lord plaster mee herewith to bring soon down My Swellings. Stick a Feather of thy Wing Within my Cap to Cure my Aching Crown. And with these beams Heale mee of all my Sin. When with these Wings thou dost mee medicine I'st weare the Cure, thou th'glory of this Shine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE PREFACE by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 1 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 32 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 3 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 56 by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: CHRIST'S REPLY by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR |
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