FOND Syllogismes, in vaine You arme your Propositions Three Against Religious Trinitie. Alas, what need you straine To run so mad with Reason, & excell In wrangling all your Masters into Hell. Must Faith & Heavn goe learne Reason of Arius? Must ye Son Be God no longer then Art can The Mysterie discerne, And by pure Demonstration teach ye Eye How th' Angles in the Eternall TRIGON lie? Fooles, we would not maintaine Our ONE in THREE, & THREE in ONE, If your best Demonstration Could wisely it explaine. No: Tis a Mysterie, & shall ever quell Both Arius, & all other Gates of Hell. Come Faithfull Hearts & sing: All Saints & Angells will conspire To fix ye Consort of your Quire: They know your Mystik King: And in their everlasting Anthems crie (@3Chorus@1) Thrice HOLIE HOLIE HOLIE TRINITIE. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CRADLE SONG by PADRAIC COLUM PASSING BY by THOMAS FORD (1580-1648) A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 47. THE CARPENTER'S SON by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN SONG: TO CELIA by PHILOSTRATUS MUSIC IN THE NIGHT by HARRIET PRESCOTT SPOFFORD THE ROSE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE UNFORGIVEN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE BIRDS: THE HOOPOE'S CALL TO HIS WIFE PROCNE, THE NIGHTINGALE by ARISTOPHANES |