IV.
Lo, the new law of a new Lord, With a new Lamb blesses the board: The aged Pascha pleads not yeares But spyes Loue's dawn, and disappeares. Types yield to truthes; shades shrink away; And their Night dyes into our Day.
Lo, the new law of a new Lord, With a new Lamb blesses the board: The aged Pascha pleads not yeares But spyes Loue's dawn, and disappeares. Types yield to truthes; shades shrink away; And their Night dyes into our Day.