On the Birth-day of Queen Katherine. |
While yet it was the Empire of the Night, And Stars still check'r'd Darkness with their Light, From Temples round the cheerful Bells did ring, But with the Peales a churlish Storm did sing. I slumbr'd; and the Heavens like things did show, Like things which I had seen and heard below. Playing on Harps Angels did singing fly, But through a cloudy and a troubl'd Sky, Some fixt a Throne, and Royal Robes display'd, And then a Massie Cross upon it laid. I wept: and earnestly implor'd to know, Why Royal Ensigns were disposed so. An Angel said, The Emblem thou hast seen, Denotes the Birth-Day of a Saint and Queen. Ah, Glorious Minister, I then reply'd, Goodness and Bliss together do reside In Heaven and thee, why then on Earth below These two combin'd so rarely do we know? He said, Heaven so decrees: and such a Sable Morne Was that, in which the Son of God was borne. Then Mortal wipe thine Eyes, and cease to rave, God darkn'd Heaven, when He the World did save.
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