by John Donne
e to day; to day
My soule eates twice, Christ
hither and away.
She sees him man, so like God
made in this,
That of them both a circle embleme is,
Whose first and last concurre; this doubtfull day
Of feast or fast, Christ
came, and went away.
Shee sees him nothing twice at once, who'is all;
Shee sees a Cedar
plant it selfe, and fall,
put to making, and the head
at once, not yet alive, yet dead.
She sees at once the virgin mother
Reclus'd at home, Publique
Sad and rejoyc'd shee's seen at once, and seen
At almost fiftie, and at scarce fifteene.
At once a Son
ne is promis'd her, and gone,
Gabriell gives Christ to her, He her to John
Not fully a mother, Shee's in Orbitie,
At once receiver and the legacie.
All this, and all betweene, this day hath showne,
Th'Abridgement of Christs story, which makes one
(As in plaine Maps, the furthest West is East)
Of the'Angels Ave,'and Consummatum est.
How well the Church
, Gods Court
Deales, in some times, and seldome joyning these!
As by the selfe-fix'd Pole
wee never doe
Direct our course, but the next star
Which showes where the'other is, and which we say
(Because it strayes not farre) doth never stray;
So God by his Church, neerest to him, wee know,
And stand firm
e, if wee by her motion goe;
, as his fiery Pillar doth
Leade, and his Church, as cloud; to one end both.
This Church, by letting these daies joy
ne, hath shown
e is one;