Sonnet 2. Of the Works of God High architectur, vondrous-vautit-rounds; Huge host of hevin in restles-rolling spheers; Firme-fixit polis whilk all the axtrie beirs; Concordant-discords, suete harmonious sounds; Boud Zodiak, circle-belting Phoebus bounds; Celestiall signis, of moneths making yeers; Bright Titan, to the tropiks that reteirs, Quhais fyrie flammis all chaos face confounds; Just balanced ball, amidst the hevins that hings; All creaturs that Natur creat can, To serve the vse of most vnthankfull man; — Admire jour Maker, only King of Kings. Prais him, O man! His mervels that remarks, Quhais mercyis far exceids His wondrous warks. |
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