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Devotional and Moral.
HYMN TO THE NATIVITY.
That he our deadly forfeit should release,
Forsook the courts of everlasting day, [clay. And chose with us a darksome house of mortal
Say, heavenly Muse! shall not thy sacred vein
Hath took no print of the approaching light, And all the spangled host keep watch in squadrons
bright? See, how from far, upon the eastern road, The star-led wizards haste with odours sweet : 0! run, prevent them with thy humble ode, And lay it lowly at his blessed feet; Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet,
And join thy voice unto the angel quire, From out his secret altar touch'd with hallow'd fire.
It was the winter wild,
All meanly wrapp'd in the rude manger lies :
With her great Master so to sympathize :
To hide her guilty front with innocent snow;
The saintly veil of maiden white to throw ; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
But he, her fears to cease,
She,crown'd with olive green, came softly sliding
With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing;
The idle spear and shield were high up hung;
The trumpet spake not to the armed throng;
His reign of peace upon the earth began:
Whispering new joys to the mild ocean;
Bending one way their precious influence;
Or Lucifer that often warn’d them thence ;
And, though the shady gloom
The sun himself withheld his wonted speed,
The new-enlighten'd world no more should need; He saw a greater sun appear
Sat simply chatting in a rustic row;
Was kindly come to live with them below;
As never was by mortal finger strook ;
As all their souls in blissful rapture took ;
Of Cynthia’s seat, the aery region thrilling,
And that her reign had here its last fulfilling: