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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Restoration Verse. 1910.

Song: ‘Come, come, thou glorious object of my sight’

William Killigrew (1606–1695)

COME, 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

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!

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,

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

Lights do fall,

And adore

What before

The heavens have not shown,

Nor their godheads known!

Such a faith,

Such a love

As may move

From above

To descend, and remain

Amongst mortals again.