WHEN great @3Love@1 Did remove From above Heer to prove His delicious Art; He took A Crook And in's look Was as plain A Swain In grain, And did play his part With as harmlesse genuine Grace As Sheepherd e'r did trace @3Sichems@1 feilds all flowrie face. 2 In a Meed Where no Weed E'r did breed, He did feed His unspotted sheep: No meat So sweet E'r did greet Lips which kisst The Nest Of best Dainties which did sleep On the bedds of Paradise So rich in sprightfull spice And inlivening Rareties. 3 For the Fare His sweet Care Did prepare, Was his dear And allpretious Flesh, Which He Made free Equalitie To each guest And drest The Feast In a mystik Dish: Thus his sheep to entertain, And their poor love to gain, He himself Heavns Lamb is slain. 4 He is slain And doth strain Might & main Everie vein To yeild up each drop; Which flood Of Blood Might make good Heavn & Bliss To dress Up his Lambs abundant Cup: All about whose noble Brimm Pure liquid Life doth swimm Sweetly to eternize Them. 5 Then to keep These his sheep Safe asleep From the deep Rage of Wolfe & Bear, Each Hand Doth stand Open, and Feet & Side Gape wide To hide All whoe nestle there: These five rubie folds alone Give safe protection To the Flocks that thither run. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EILEEN AROON by GERALD JOSEPH GRIFFIN INSPIRATION (2) by HENRY DAVID THOREAU EMIGRATION by LISA DOMINGUEZ ABRAHAM THE BODING DREAMS by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES HYMN FOR THE ANNIVERSARY OF HARTFORD AGRICULTURAL SOCIETY by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |