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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Restoration Verse.  1910.
Song: ‘Come, come, thou glorious object of my sight’
By William Killigrew (1606–1695)
COME, 1 come, thou glorious object of my sight,
O my joy, my life, my own delight!
      May this glad minute be
      Blessed to eternity!
See how the glimmering tapers of the sky        5
Do gaze, and wonder at our constancy,
      How they crowd to behold
      What our arms do unfold!
How do all envy our felicities,
And grudge the triumphs of Selindra’s eyes!        10
      How Cynthia seeks to shroud
      Her crescent in yon cloud!
Where sad night puts her sable mantle on,
Thy light mistaking, hasteth to be gone,
      Her gloomy shades give way,        15
      As at the approach of day;
And all the planets shrink, in doubt to be
Eclipsèd by a brighter deity.
      Look, O Look!
          How the small        20
          Lights do fall,
          And adore
          What before
      The heavens have not shown,
      Nor their godheads known!        25
          Such a faith,
          Such a love
          As may move
          From above
      To descend, and remain        30
      Amongst mortals again.
Note 1. From Selindra, act iii, 1665. [back]

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