[Belated] DPP 13 & 14

I. and I took some time on Thursday to go for a wee walk at our nearest National Park. The waterfalls--about which I posted last year, also--were in fine form.

Yesterday was my last Friday at the Folger until after Christmas. I try to spend the hour after tea-time transcribing a manuscript, and was surprised and delighted to come across a poem I'd forgotten that was especially seasonally appropriate:

(Folger MS V.a.148, folio 42v)

It says:

Hark hark y^e sphear’s inticeing notes

            The Orbs are strung againe

            Intelligences tune y^e sky

            And make their Journey harmony

The Cherubims Exalt their Throats

[and then it continues on the next page, which isn't pictured here].