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With your bright head whole groves of sceptres
Their wealthy tops, and for these feet contend.
Fix here, fair Majesty! may your heart ne'er miss
IN THE GLORIOUS EPIPHANY OF OUR LORD
A HYMN SUNG AS BY THE THREE KINGS
1 King-BRIGHT Babe, Whose awful beauties
The morn incur a sweet mistake;
2 King-For Whom the officious 1 Heavens devise To disinherit the sun's rise:
3 King-Delicately to displace
The day, and plant it fairer in Thy face.
1 King-O Thou born King of loves, 2 King Of lights,
3 King-Of joys,
1 Eager heavens devise ways, etc.
Chorus-Look up, sweet Babe, look up, and see
To seek herself in Thy sweet eyes.
1 King-We, who strangely went astray, Lost in a bright Meridian 1 night,
2 King-A darkness made of too much day. 3 King-Beckon'd from far
By Thy fair star,
Lo, at last have found our way.
Chorus-To Thee, thou Day of Night, thou East of West,
Lo, we at last have found the way
King-All-circling point, all-centring sphere, The World's one, round, eternal year. 2 King-Whose full and all-unwrinkled face Nor sinks nor swells with time or place; 3 King-But every where, and every while Is one consistent, solid smile.
I King-Not vex'd and tost
2 King Twixt Spring and frost,
3 King-Nor by alternate shreds of light,
Sordidly shifting hands with shades and
1 Midnight. The highest point of the night. 2 Impartial. Cf. the Prayer for the Church Militant in the Holy Communion Service in English Book of Common Prayer. "That they may truly and indifferently minister justice."
Chorus- O little All, in Thy embrace
The World lies warm, and likes his place;
1 King-To Thee, to Thee
2 King-From him,1 whom by a more illustrious lie, The blindness of the World did call the eye.
3 King-To Him, Who by these mortal clouds hast made
From him we flee.
Thyself our sun, though Thine Own shade. 1 King-Farewell, the World's false light, Farewell, the white
Egypt, a long farewell to thee,
The dire face of inferior darkness, kist
The proud and misplaced gates of
Perch'd in the Morning's way,
And double-gilded as the doors of Day:
Welcome, the World's sure way,
Welcome to us; and we
1 The sun.
The deathless Heir of all Thy Father's day;
Decently 1 born,
Embosom'd in a much more rosy
Her ruby casements, or hereafter hope
To meet religious welcomes at her rise.3
Chorus-We (precious ones,) in you have won
1 King His superficial beams sun-burnt our skin; 2 KingBut left within
3 King-The Night and Winter still of Death and Sin.
Chorus-Thy softer yet more certain darts
1 King Therefore with his proud Persian spoils 2 King-We court Thy more concerning smiles. 3 KingTherefore with his disgrace
We gild the humble cheek of this chaste place;
Chorus -And at Thy feet pour forth his face.
I King-The doating Nations now no more
2 King-Nor (much less) shall they leave these eyes For cheap Egyptian deities.
2 The dawn.
1 Without ostentation.
3 Refers to their worship of the sun.
3 King-In whatsoe'er more sacred shape
By wanton heifer shall be worn 2 King-A garland, or a gilded horn:
The altar-stall'd ox, fat Osiris 1 now
3 King-Shall kick the clouds no more; 2 but lean and tame,
Chorus- See His horn'd face, and die for shame : And Mithra 3 now shall be no name.
I King-No longer shall the immodest lust
2 King-Fly in the face of Heaven; as if it were
3 King-Nor with perverse loves and religious rapes 4 Revenge Thy bounties in their beauteous
And punish best things worst, because they stood
Guilty of being much for them too good. I King-Proud sons of Death, that durst compel Heaven itself to find them Hell:
2 King-And by strange wit of madness wrest From this World's ast the other's West.
1 An Egyptian deity, husband of Isis, goddess of the
2 No more shall oxen be sacrificed to the gods.
3 Mithras, god of the sun among the Persians. He is represented kneeling on a bull and cutting its throat.
The actions of the pagan gods.