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Will ever more depart: now all their FoesMust their dominion know;Who will not stoop, shall surely feel their blows,For all are him below.His brethren all who formerly were heldAs Slaves in prison fast,Are now set free; their Enemies which swell’dWith pride, full low were cast.Thus by bis death, the King hath now obtain’dThat Glory which beforeHe never had; his former state’s disdain’dHis Wife now weeps no more.She’s one with him, his former Kingdom heUnto his Brethren gives;The worst of them dot now those Fortunes seeThat each in plenty lives.And what their Brother was before his death,That they are now become,For he their sickness cures with his breath,And makes them live at home.No more in bondage, bonds no place can find,All liberty enjoy;There’s nothing here can hurt, for all one mindHave: all that would destroyIs banish’d from the Kingly Palace, whereThe streets with Gold are pav’d;The Walls are Silver fine, the Gates most clearIntire Gems, engrav’dWith wondrous Art; the Windows glass most pure,Which falls nor knocks can break;The Drink from fear of venom still is sure,Whose virtue none can speak.Whoso comes there, it at a place arriv’dWhere neither want, nor death,Nor any grief is known; a place contriv’dFor Saints therein to breath.149