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 When such musick sweet Their hearts and ears did greet,
 * As never was by mortall finger strook,

Divinely-warbled voice Answering the stringed noise,
 * As all their souls in blisfull rapture took:

The Air such pleasure loth to lose, With thousand echo's still prolongs each heav'nly close.

Nature that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round
 * Of Cynthia's seat, the Airy region thrilling,

Now was almost won To think her part was don,
 * And that her raign had here its last fulfilling;

She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heav'n and Earth in happier union.

At last surrounds their sight A Globe of circular light,
 * That with long beams the shame-fac't night array'd,

The helmed Cherubim And sworded Seraphim,
 * Are seen in glittering ranks with wings displaid,

Harping in loud and solemn quire, Witn unexpressive notes to Heav'ns new-born Heir. Rh