Book I, 1: On the Musique of Organs

Observe this Organ: Marke but how it goes:
'T is not the hand of him alone that blowes
The unseene Bellowes; nor the Hand that playes
Upon th'apparent note-dividing Kayes,
That makes these wel-composed Ayres appeare
fore the high Tribunall of thine ear:
They both concurre: Each acts his severall part:
Th'one gives it Breath; the other lends it Art.
Man is this Organ: To whose every action
Heav'n gives a Breath (a Breath without coaction)
Without which Blast we cannot act at all;
Without which Breath, the Vniverse must fall
To the first Nothing it was made of: seeing
In Him we live, we move, we have our Being:
Thus fill'd with his Diviner breath, and back't
With his first power we touch the Kayes and act:
He blowes the Bellowes: As we thrive in skill,
Our Actions prove, like Musicke, Good or Ill.