Aire, and ye Elements t birth [ 180 ]
Of Natures omb, t in quaternion run
Perpetual Circle, multiform; and mix
And nouris your ceasless change
Varie to our great Maker still new praise.
Ye Mists and Exions t now rise [ 185 ]
From eaming Lake, duskie or grey,
till t your fleecie skirts h Gold,
In o t Author rise,
o deck h uncolourd skie,
Or tie Earth falling showers, [ 190 ]
Rising or falling still advance his praise.
from four Quarters blow,
Breat or loud; and ops, ye Pines,
it, in sign of orship wave.
Fountains and yee, t warble, as ye flow, [ 195 ]
Melodious murmurs, une his praise.
Joyn voices all ye living Souls; ye Birds,
t singing up to e ascend,
Bear on your es his praise;
Yee t in aters glide, and yee t walk [ 200 ]
tately tread, or lowly creep;
itness if I be silent, Morn or Eeven,
to ain, or fresh shade
Made vocal by my Song, and taught his praise.
eous still [ 205 ]
to give us onely good; and if t
of evil or conceald,
Disperse it, as now lighe dark.
So prayd t, and to ts
Firm peace recoverd soon and ed calm. [ 210 ]
On to te
Among s dewes and flours; where any row
Of Fruit-trees overwoodie reacoo farr
to check
Fruitless imbraces: or the Vine [ 215 ]
to wed wines
h her brings
ed Clusters, to adorn
hus imploid beheld
ittie o him calld [ 220 ]
Rap, t deignd
to travel obias, and securd
imes-wedded Maid.