1

O Nectar! O Delicious Stream!

O ravishing and only Pleasure! Where

Shall such another Theme

Inspire my Tongue with Joys, or pleas mine Ear!

Abridgement of Delights!

And Queen of Sights!

O Mine of Rarities! O Kingdom Wide!

O more! O Caus of all! O Glorious Bride!

O God! O Bride of God! O King!

O Soul and Crown of evry Thing!

2

Did not I covet to behold

Som Endless Monarch, that did always live

In Palaces of Gold

Willing all Kingdoms Realms and Crowns to give

Unto my Soul! Whose Lov

A Spring might prov

Of Endless Glories, Honors, friendships, Pleasures,

Joys, Praises, Beauties and Celestial Treasures!

Lo, now I see there's such a King,

The fountain Head of evry Thing!

3

Did my Ambition ever Dream

Of such a Lord, of such a Love! Did I

Expect so Sweet a Stream

As this at any time! Could any Ey

Believ it? Why all Power

Is used here

Joys down from Heaven on my Head to shower

And Jove beyond the Fiction doth appear

Once more in Golden Rain to come

To Danae's Pleasing Fruitfull Womb.

4

His Ganimede! His Life! His Joy!

Or he comes down to me, or takes me up

That I might be his Boy,

And fill, and taste, and give, and Drink the Cup.

But these (tho great) are all

Too short and small,

Too Weak and feeble Pictures to Express

The true Mysterious Depths of Blesssedness.

I am his Image, and his Friend.

His Son, Bride, Glory, Temple, End.