James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902.
May 29A Short Hymn upon the Birth of Prince Charles
By Henry Wotton (15681639)
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Arrest not there your sight,
Though Nature’s fairest book,
And signed with propitious light;
Our blessing now is more divine
Than planets that at noon did shine.
From whom our joy descends,
Thou cheerer of our days,
Of causes first, and last of ends:
To Thee this May we sing, by whom
Our roses from the lilies bloom.
Sprung from the chastest bed,
Thy glorious sweetness shower;
And first let myrtles crown his head,
Then palms and laurels wreathed between:
But let the cypress late be seen.
When they the fulness see
Of this our joy, shall then
In consort join, as well as we,
To celebrate His praise above
That spreads our land with fruits of love.