Hath took no print of the approaching light, And all the spangled host keep watch in squadrons bright? 4. See how from far upon the eastern road The star-led wizards haste with odours sweet: O run, prevent them with thy humble ode, And lay it lowly at his blessed feet; Have thou the honour first, thy Lord to greet, And join thy voice unto the angel quire, From out his secret altar touch'd with hallow'd fire. While the Heav'n-born child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in awe to him Hath dofft her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize: It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun her lusty paramour. 2. Only with speeches fair She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty front with innocent snow, And on her naked shame, Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw, Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities. But he her fears to cease, 3. Sent down the meek-ey'd Peace; She crown'd with olive green, came softly sliding Down through the turning sphere His ready harbinger, With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing, And waving wide her myrtle wand, She strikes an universal peace through sea and land. No war, or battle's sound 4. Was heard the world around: The idle spear and shield were high up hung, The hooked chariot stood, Unstain'd with hostile blood, The trumpet spake not to the armed throng, And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovereign Lord was by. 5. But peaceful was the night, His reign of peace upon the earth began: Smoothly the waters kist, Whisp'ring new joys to the mild ocean, Who, now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars with deep amaze Stand fix'd in stedfast gaze, Bending one way their precious influence, And will not take their flight, For all the morning light, Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence; But in their glimmering orbs did glow, Until their Lord himself bespake, and bid them go. 7. And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new enlighten'd world no more should need; He saw a greater sun appear Than his bright throne, or burning axletree could bear. 8. The shepherds on the lawn, Or ere the point of dawn, Sat simply chatting in a rustic row; Full little thought they then, That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below; Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep. When such music sweet 9. Their hearts and ears did greet, As never was by mortal finger strook, Divinely-warbled voice Answering the stringed noise, As all their souls in blissful rapture took: The air such pleasure loth to lose, With thousand echoes still prolongs each heav'nly close. 10. Nature that heard such sound, Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat, the aery region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling; She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heav'n and Earth in happier union. 11. At last surrounds their sight A globe of circular light, That with long beams the shame-fac'd night array'd; The helmed Cherubim, And sworded Seraphim, Are seen in glittering ranks with wings display'd, Harping in loud and solemn quire, With unexpressive notes to Heav'n's new born heir, Such music (as 'tis said) Before was never made, 12. But when of old the sons of morning sung, While the Creator great His constellations set, And the well-balanc'd world on hinges hung, And cast the dark foundations deep, And bid the weltring waves their oozy channel keep. 13. Ring out ye crystal spheres, Once bless our human ears, (If ye have pow'r to touch our senses so) And let your silver chime Move in melodious time, And let the base of Heav'n's deep organ blow, And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to th' angelic symphony. |