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Poem by Thomas Traherne
Can Human Shape so taking be, That Angels com and sip Ambrosia from a Mortal Lip! Can Cherubims descend with Joy to see God in his Works beneath! Can Mortals breath FELICITY! Can Bodies fill the hev'nly Rooms With welcom Odours and Perfumes! Can Earth-bred Flow'rs adorn Celestial Bowers Or yield such Fruits as pleas the hev'nly Powers! Then may the Seas with Amber flow; The Earth a Star appear; Things be divine and hevenly here. The Tree of Life in Paradise may grow Among us now: the Sun Be quite out-don By Beams that shew More bright than his: Celestial Mirth May yet inhabit all this Earth. It cannot be! Can Mortals be so blind? Hav Joys so near them, which they never mind? The Lilly and the Rosy-Train Which, scatter'd on the ground, Salute the Feet which they surround, Grow for thy sake, O Man; that like a Chain Or Garland they may be To deck ev'n thee: They all remain Thy Gems; and bowing down their head Their liquid Pearl they kindly shed In Tears; as if they meant to wash thy Feet, For Joy that they to serv thee are made meet. The Sun doth smile, and looking down From Hev'n doth blush to see Himself excelled here by thee: Yet frankly doth dispers his Beams to crown A Creature so divine; He lovs to shine, Nor lets a Frown Eclyps his Brow, becaus he givs Light for the Use of one that livs Abov himself. Lord! What is Man that he Is thus admired like a Deity!
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