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Moon^ that now nmfjl the Orient Sun^ ?20wflfjl 

 With the fix t Stars, fix t in their Orb that flies ^ 

 And ye Five other wandring Fires that move 

 In myflick dance not without Songy re found 

 His Praife^ who out of Darknefs calVdup Light I 

 Air^ and ye Elements the eldefi birth 

 Of Nature's Womb, that in quaternion run 

 Perpetual circle, multifonn ; and mix 

 And nourifh all things, let your ceafelefs change 

 Vary to our great Maker fl ill new praife. 

 Ye Mifls and Exhalations that now rife 

 From hill orfieaining lake, dujky or grey^ 

 T'ill the Sun paint your fleecy fkirts with goU^ 

 In honour to the World's great Author rife^ 

 Whether to deck with Clouds the uncolourd Skie 

 Or wet the thirfly Earth with falling Showers ^ 

 Rifing or falling, flill advance his praife, 

 Hispraifeye Winds that from four quarters bkw^ 

 Breathfoft or loud-. And wave your tops,yePines^ 

 With every Plant, infign ofWorfhip wave. 

 Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow ^ 

 Melodious Murmurs, warbling tune his praife, 

 foyn voices all ye living Souls, ye Birds ^ 

 I'hatfmgiiig up to Heaven'^ Gate afcend^ 

 Bear on your Wings and in your Notes his Praife e 

 Te that in Waters Glide, and ye that walk 

 ^he Earth, and flat ely tread, or lowly creeps 

 Witnefs iflbefllent, Morn or Eve, , 



T'o hi II J or valley, fountain^ or frefl^ fhade 



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