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Charles Harvey, ( 1640 .) 
MFOLD thy face, unmask thy ray, 
^ Shine forth, bright Sun, double the day. 
Let no malignant, misty fume 
Nor foggy vapor once presume 
To interpose thy perfect sight. 
This day which makes us love thy light, 
Forever better that we could 
That blessed object once behold, 
Which is both the circumference 
And centre of all excellence : 
Or rather neither, but a treasure 
Unconfined without measure, 
Whose centre and circumference, 
Including all pre-eminence, 
Excluding nothing but defect 
And infinite in each respect, 
Is equally both here and there 
And now, and then, and every where, 
