For Hope

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Robert Newton - Pop

For Hope

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Dear hope! earth's dowry, and heavn's debt! The entity of those that are not yet Subtlest, but surest beeing! Thou by whom Our nothing has a definition! Substantiall shade! whose sweet allay Blends both the noones of night and day Fates cannot find out a capacity Of hurting thee From Thee their lean dilemma, with blunt horn Shrinkes, as the sick moon from the wholesome morn Rich hope! love's legacy, under lock Of faith! still spending, and still growing stock! Our crown-land lyes above yet each meal brings A seemly portion for the sonnes of kings Nor will the virgin joyes we wed Come lesse unbroken to our bed Because that from the bridall cheek of blisse Thou steal'st us down a distant kisse Hope's chast stealth harmes no more joye's maidenhead Than spousall rites prejudge the marriage bed Fair hope! our earlyer heav'n by thee Young time is taster to eternity Thy generous wine with age growes strong, not sowre Thy golden, growing, head never hangs down Till in the lappe of loves full noone It falls; and dyes! O no, it melts away As does the dawn into the day As lumpes of sugar loose themselves; and twine Their supple essence with the soul of wine Fortune? alas, above the world's low warres Hope walks; and kickes the curl'd heads of conspiring starres Her keel cuts not the waves where these winds stir Fortune's whole lottery is one blank to her Her shafts, and she fly farre above And forage in the fields of light and love Sweet hope! kind cheat! fair fallacy by thee We are not Where nor What we be But W HAT and Where we would be. Thus art thou Our absent P RESENCE , and our future Now Faith's sister! nurse of fair desire! Fear's antidote! a wise and well-stay'd fire! Temper twixt chill despair, and torrid joy! Queen Regent in young love's minority! Though the vext chymick vainly chases His fugitive gold though all her faces; Though love's more fierce, more fruitlesse, fires assay One face more fugitive than all they; True hope 's a glorious hunter and her chase The G OD of nature in the fields of grace

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  • Richard Crashaw