Hymne XIIII: Of the Sun-beames of her Mind

Exceeding glorious is this starre;
Let vs behold her Beames a farre
In a side lyne reslected;
Sight beares them not when neare they are
And in right lines directed.

Behold her in her vertues beames,
Extending Sun-like to all Realmes;
The Sunne none viewes too nearely;
Her well of goodnesse in these streames,
Appeares right well and clearely.

Radiant vertues, if your light
Enfeeble the best Iudgements sight,
Great splendor aboue measure
Is in the minde, from whence you flow:
No wit may haue accesse to know,
And view so bright a treasure.