GRIEFE stay a while, to morrow Wee Will wait on Thee. Now holy Joy must take it part And cheare ye Heart. Not all Hells furie can say nay, For This is LOVES great Holyday. And @3LOVE@1 to day most nobly feasts His faithfull Guests Great is ye Cheer, as great as He Could make it be: If ye choise Dainties of all Heavn Is this high Entertainment given. For on ye royall Bord is set Illustrious Meat Whose noble composition is Of Life & Bliss. Meat, in whose pretious Mixture lies Such Sweets, as Shame old @3Paradise.@1 Nor is't a drie Feast, here is wine Purely Divine, Blood of ye heavnly Grape, which God Heer planted had: A Cordiall Wine, which onely can Truly cheere up ye Heart of Man. For in ye crowned Bowle doth move The Blood of @3Love.@1 LOVE his own dear Heart-Blood doth spill The Cup to fill With streams as rich & sweet as they, Which all about Gods right hand play. All Heavn is melted, & doth drop Into ye Cup: Which smiling there, invites each Guest To come & taste, Come taste, sayes @3LOVE,@1 & drink in MEE At one short draught Eternitie. Sit downe, Dear Friends, & feast, sit downe; All is your owne: I came to dresse this cheer below Onely for You: No Angell shall intrude: this Fare I did for humble Men prepare. And must ye worst of Wormes, Vile Wee Feast upon Thee Immortall @3LOVE@1? Must all ye Cheer Thou makest heer Be spent on Wretched Beggars? Must That pretious Cup be spilt on Dust? Sure Thou art @3LOVE@1 indeed, pure LOVE Which dost not move By Reasons rigid rules, but by The Fervencie Of its owne Fullnes. Royall @3LOVE@1 Will make it selfe its Reason prove. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MAN CHILD IS BORN (1839) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE MOUSE'S PETITION TO DOCTOR PRIESTLY FOUND IN THE TRAP .. by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE TEACHER by LESLIE PINCKNEY HILL ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: FOURTH SONG by PHILIP SIDNEY FELIX OPPORTUNITATE MORTIS by ALFRED AUSTIN FULLNESS OF THE BIBLE by H. J. BETTS |