Tixall Poetry/On the Death of Mr Morgan, Whose Last Words Were, "O God, What Is Man!"
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On
the Death of
Mr Morgan,
Whose Last Words Were, "O God, What Is Man!"
As sad Symiramis was sate
Hard by the window of her cell,
To teach a note more passionate,
Unto her sister Philomell;
Hard by the window of her cell,
To teach a note more passionate,
Unto her sister Philomell;
Halfe sighing, and halfe singing, she
Thus to the bird: Cease to repine
Thy brothers cruelty to thee,
And weepe with me the fall of mine.
Thus to the bird: Cease to repine
Thy brothers cruelty to thee,
And weepe with me the fall of mine.
Weepe, weepe with me the fate of him,
Who, at his lifes extended spann,
Left me the burden of this hymne,
O God, O God, O what is man!
Who, at his lifes extended spann,
Left me the burden of this hymne,
O God, O God, O what is man!
The bird heard all, and soone replyed;
Sweet, cease thy brother to bewaile:
(It was an angell lately try'd
The feathers of a nightingale:)
Sweet, cease thy brother to bewaile:
(It was an angell lately try'd
The feathers of a nightingale:)
Oh, cease thy brothers fate to moane,
Transferd to heavens more blest abode,
And sing with me this nobler tone,
O man, O man, O what is God!
Transferd to heavens more blest abode,
And sing with me this nobler tone,
O man, O man, O what is God!
He breathes in our seraphicke fire,
Feeds in our starry milkye road,
And sings in our eternall quire,
O man, O man, O what is God!
Feeds in our starry milkye road,
And sings in our eternall quire,
O man, O man, O what is God!