'I saw the officious angells bring The downe that their soft breasts did strow: For well they now can spare their wings, When heauen itselfe lies here below. Faire youth (said I) be not too rough, Thy downe (though soft)'s not soft enough.' 'Officious' = ready to do good offices: 'obsequious' = obedient, eager to serve. Lines 65 to 68, 'The Babe noe sooner 'gan to seeke Where to lay His louely head; But streight His eyes advis'd His cheeke 'Twixt's mother's breasts to goe to bed.' " 79, 'Welcome to our wond'ring sight.' " 83, 'glorious birth.' " 85, 'not to gold' for 'nor to gold:' adopted. " 96, 'points' = pupils (?). Lines 101 to 103, 'But to poore shepheards' simple things, That vse not varnish; noe oyl'd arts, But lift cleane hands full of cleare hearts.' " 108, '... while they feed the sheepe.' " 114, 'Wee'l burne ...' These variations agree with the text of 1646. See our Essay for critical remarks. G. NEW YEAR'S DAY.[37] Rise, thou best and brightest morning! Rosy with a double red; With thine own blush thy cheeks adorning, And the dear drops this day were shed. All the purple pride, that laces The crimson curtains of thy bed, Guilds thee not with so sweet graces, Nor setts thee in so rich a red. Of all the fair-cheek't flowrs that fill thee, None so fair thy bosom strowes, As this modest maiden lilly Our sins haue sham'd into a rose. Bid thy golden god, the sun, Burnisht in his best beames rise, Put all his red-ey'd rubies on; These rubies shall putt out their eyes. Let him make poor the purple East, Search what the world's close cabinets keep, Rob the rich births of each bright nest That flaming in their fair beds sleep. Let him embraue his own bright tresses With a new morning made of gemmes; And wear, in those his wealthy dresses, Another day of diadems. When he hath done all he may To make himselfe rich in his rise, All will be darknes to the day That breakes from one of these bright eyes. And soon this sweet truth shall appear, Dear Babe, ere many dayes be done; The Morn shall come to meet Thee here, And leaue her own neglected sun. Here are beautyes shall bereaue him Of all his eastern paramours. His Persian louers all shall leaue him, And swear faith to Thy sweeter powres; Nor while they leave him shall they lose the sun, But in Thy fairest eyes find two for one. NOTES AND ILLUSTRATIONS. St. ii. line 1, 'All the purple pride that laces;'