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On the Birth-Day of Queen Katherine

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 WHile yet it was the Empire of the Night, 
And Stars still check'r'd Darkness with their Light, 
From Temples round the cheerful Bells did ring, 
But with the Peales a churlish Storm did sing.
I slumbr'd; and the Heavens like things did show, Like things which I had seen and heard below.
Playing on Harps Angels did singing fly, But through a cloudy and a troubl'd Sky, Some fixt a Throne, and Royal Robes display'd, And then a Massie Cross upon it laid.
I wept: and earnestly implor'd to know, Why Royal Ensigns were disposed so.
An Angel said, The Emblem thou hast seen, Denotes the Birth-Day of a Saint and Queen.
Ah, Glorious Minister, I then reply'd, Goodness and Bliss together do reside In Heaven and thee, why then on Earth below These two combin'd so rarely do we know ? He said, Heaven so decrees: and such a Sable Morne Was that, in which the Son of God was borne.
Then Mortal wipe thine Eyes, and cease to rave, God darkn'd Heaven, when He the World did save.

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