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ANNUS MIRABILIS:
283.
Our King this more than natural change beholds;
With sober Joy his heart and eyes abound:
To the All-good his lifted hands he folds,
And thanks him low on his redeemed ground.
Our King this more than natural change beholds;
With sober Joy his heart and eyes abound:
To the All-good his lifted hands he folds,
And thanks him low on his redeemed ground.
284.
As when sharp Frosts had long constrain'd the earth,
A kindly Thaw unlocks it with mild rain:
And first the tender Blade peeps up to birth,
And streight the Green fields laugh with promis'd grain.
As when sharp Frosts had long constrain'd the earth,
A kindly Thaw unlocks it with mild rain:
And first the tender Blade peeps up to birth,
And streight the Green fields laugh with promis'd grain.
285.
By such degrees, the spreading Gladness grew
In every heart, which Fear had froze before:
The standing Streets with so much joy they view,
That with less grief the Perish'd they deplore.
By such degrees, the spreading Gladness grew
In every heart, which Fear had froze before:
The standing Streets with so much joy they view,
That with less grief the Perish'd they deplore.
286.
The Father of the People open'd wide
His Stores, and all the Poor with Plenty fed:
Thus God's Anoint'd God's own place suppli'd,
And fill'd the Empty with his daily Bread.
The Father of the People open'd wide
His Stores, and all the Poor with Plenty fed:
Thus God's Anoint'd God's own place suppli'd,
And fill'd the Empty with his daily Bread.
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