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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539460" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Fayrford Windowes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know no paynt of poetry<br>Can mend such colourd Imag'ry<br>In sullen inke: yet Fayrford, I<br>May relish thy fayre memory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Such is the Ecchoes faynter sound,<br>Such is the light when sunne is drownd;<br>So did the fancy looke upon<br>The worke before it was begunne:<br>Yet when those shewes are out of sight<br>My weaker colours may delight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Those Images so faythfully<br>Report true feature to the eye<br>As you may thinke each picture was<br>Some visage in a looking-glasse;<br>Not a glasse-window face, unlesse<br>Such as Cheapside hath: where a presse<br>Of paynted gallants looking out<br>Bedecke the Casement round about:<br>But these have holy physnomy:<br>Each pane instructs the Laity<br>With silent eloquence: for here<br>Devotion leads the eye, not eare,<br>To note the catechising paynt,<br>Whose easy phrase doth so acquaint<br>Our sense with Gospell that the Creede<br>In such a hand the weake may reade:<br>Such types even yet of vertue bee,<br>And Christ, as in a glasse wee see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Behold two turtles in one cage,<br>With such a lovely equipage,<br>As they who knew them long may doubt<br>Some yong ones have bin stollen out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>When with a fishing rodde the clarke<br>Saint Peters draught of fish doth marke,<br>Such is the scale, the eye, the finne,<br>Youd thinke they strive and leape within;<br>But if the nett, which holds them breake,<br>Hee with his angle some would take.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But would you walke a turne in Pauls?<br>Looke uppe; one little pane inroules<br>A fayrer temple: fling a stone<br>The Church is out o'the windowes throwne.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Consider, but not aske your eyes,<br>And ghosts at midday seeme to rise:<br>The Saynts there, striving to descend,<br>Are past the glasse, and downward bend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Looke there! The Divell! all would cry<br>Did they not see that Christ was by:<br>See where he suffers for thee: see<br>His body taken from the Tree:<br>Had ever death such life before?<br>The limber corps, besullyd ore<br>With meager palenesse, doth display<br>A middle state twixt Flesh and Clay:<br>His armes and leggs, his head and crowne,<br>Like a true Lambskinne dangling downe,<br>Who can forbeare, the Grave being nigh,<br>To bring fresh oyntment in his eye?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The wondrous art hath equall fate,<br>Unfencd and yet unviolate:<br>The Puritans were sure deceivd,<br>And thought those shadowes movde and heavde,<br>So held from stoning Christ: the winde<br>And boystrous tempests were so kinde<br>As on his Image not to prey,<br>Whom both the winds and seas obey.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>At Momus wish bee not amazd;<br>For if each Christian heart were glazde<br>With such a window, then each breast<br>Might bee his owne Evangelist.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Strode">William Strode</a><div class=q>
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Can mend such colourd Imag'ry
In sullen inke: yet Fayrford, I
May relish thy fayre memory.


Such is the Ecchoes faynter sound,
Such is the light when sunne is drownd;
So did the fancy looke upon
The worke before it was b..."></div>
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