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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 121, by EDWARD TAYLOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Peart pidgeon eyes, sweet rosie cheeke of thine Last Line: Perfum'de with this sweet incense up arise. Subject(s): Puritans In Literature | |||
Peart Pidgeon Eyes, Sweet Rosie Cheeke of thine My Lord, and Lilly Lips, What Charms bed here? To spiritualize my dull affections mine Until they up their heads in Love flames reare. The flaming beames sent from thy beautious face Transcend all other beauties, and their grace. Thy Pidgen Eyes dart piercing, beames on Love. Thy Cherry Cheeks sende Charms out to Loves Coast. Thy Lilly Lips drop myrrh down from above To medicine our spirituall ailes, greate host. These spirituall maladies that do invest The spiritual man are by thy myrrh redresst. Art thou the Myrrh tree Lord? Thy mouth the Sorce, Thy Lilly Lips the bancks, the rivers too Wherein thy Myrrhie Juyce as water-Course Doth glide along? And like Choice waters flow? Lord make thy lilly Lips to ope the Sluce And drop thy Doctrine in my Soule, its juyce. These golden Streams of Gospell Doctrine glide Out from thy Lilly Lips aright, my Lord, Oh! Spirituall myrrh! and raise a Holy Tide Of flowing Grace, and graces Sea afford. This is the Heavenly Shoure of Myrrh that flows Out of this Cloude of Grace thy Lips disclose. That Grace that in thy lips is powered out So that these lillie Lips of thine ere bee The graceous Flood gate whence thy graces spout. My Lord, distill these drops of Myrrh on mee, If that thy lilly Lips drop on my heart Thy passing myrrh, twill med'cine ev'ry part. If that these Lilly Lips of thine drop out These Myrrhie drops into mine hearts dim Eye And are to mee rich Graces golden Spout That poure out Sanctifying Grace Oh! joy. This myrrh will medicine my heart that falls Out of thy Lilly Lips, on graces Hall. When these thy Lips poure out this myrrh on mee, I shall be medicinde with myrrhed Wine And purifide with oyle of Myrrh shall bee And well perfumde with Odours rich divine. And then my life shall be a Sacrifice Perfum'de with this sweet incense up arise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE PREFACE by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 1 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 32 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 3 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 56 by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: CHRIST'S REPLY by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR |
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