What divine juxtaposition appears in stanza XVI?
XVI
But wisest Fate says no,
This must not yet be so, 150
The Babe lies yet in smiling Infancy,
That on the bitter cross
Must redeem our loss;
so both himself and us to glorify:
Yet first to those ychain'd33 in sleep, 155
The wakeful trump 34 of doom mute; thunder through the deep.
ychain'd: enchained
trump: trumpet
