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For, doubtful reason few can apprehend; With admiration! for a pitch fo high
Favour'a our freedom more than your command : Not aught which Sheba's wondering Queen Beauty had crown'd you, and you must have been beheld
The whole world's mistress, other than a Qecca. Amongst the works of Solomon, excell'd All had been rivals, and you might have spar'd
, His ships and building ; emblems of a heart Or kill'd, and tyranniz'd, without a guard. Large both in magnanimity and art.
No power atchiev'd, either by arms or birth, While the propitious heavens this work attend, Equals Love's empire, both in heaven and carch The showers long wanted they forget to send : Such eyes as yours, on Jove himself have throna As if they meant to make it understood
As bright and fierce a lightning as his own : Of more importance than our vital food.
Witness our Jove, prevented by their fiame The sun, which riseth to salute the Quire In his swift paffage to th' Hefperiaa Dame; Already finish’d, fetting shall admire
When, like a lion, finding in his way How private bounty cou'd so far extend:
To some intended fpoil, a fairer prey; The King built all; but Charles the western-end; The Royal Youth, pursuing the report So proud a fabric to devotion giv’n,
Of beauty, found it in the Gallic Court: At once it threatens, and obliges, heaven! There public care with private passion foogt: Laomedon, that had the Gods in pay,
A doubtful combat in his noble thought : Neptune, with him that rules the facred day, Should he confess his greatness and his love, Could no such structure raise : Troy wall’d so And the free faith of your † Great Brother prova; high,
With his | Achates, breaking through the dead Th’Atrides might as well have forc'd the sky. Of that disguise which did their Graces throud;
Glad, though amaz'd, are our neighbour Kings, And mixing with those Gallants at the Ball, To see such power employ'd in peaceful things : Dance with the Ladies, and outshine them all! They list not urge it to the dreadful field; Or on his journey o'er the mountain's ride :The task is easier to destroy, than build.
So, when the fair Leucothoä he espyd, * * * Sic gratia Regum
To check his steeds impatient Phabus yearn'd,
Though all the world was ia his course concerne Pieriis tentata modis.
What may hereafter her meridian do,
Forbore to visit the defil'd abodes
Nor shall, till Piety and They return.
OF THE QUEEN.
"HE lark, that shuns on lofty boughs to buis This beam of glory: here we dare unfold
Her humble neft, lies filent in the field: In numbers thus the wonders we conceive :
But if (the promise of a cloudless day) The gracious image, seeming to give leave,
Aurora smiling bids her rite arà pizy; Propitious stands, vouchsafing to be seen ;
Then itrait the thews, 'twas not for want
voice, And by our Muse faluted, Mighty Queen: In whom th' extremes of power and beauty move,
Or power to climb, the made fo low a choice: The Queen of Britain, and the Queen of Love!
Singing she mounts, her airy wings are fretch'd As the bright sun (to which we owe no light
Tow’ards heaven, äs if from heaven her note :
fetci.'&. Of equal glory to your beauty's light)
So we, retiring from the busy throng, 1s wisely plac'd in so sublime a seat,
Use to restrain the ambition of our fong; T'extend his light, and moderate his licat:
But since the light which now informs ou zge, So, happy 'tis you move in such a sphere,
Breaks from the Court, indulgent to her rare; As your high Majesty with awsul fear In human breasts might qualify that fire,
Thither my Muse, like bold Prom otheus, fies, Which kindled by thofe eyes had famed higher,
To light her torch at Gloriana's eyes. Than when the scorch'd world like hazard run,
Those sovereign beams, which heal the workers
foul, By the approach of the ill-guided sun. No other nymphs have titie to men's hearts,
And all our cares, but once beheld control! But as their meanness larger hope imparts :
There the poor lover that has long endur'd Your beauty more the fondest lover moves
Some proud nymph's fcorn, of his soad pube
cur'd, With admiration, than his private loves;
+ Lewis XIII K. of France. •Apollo.
| D. of Buckin
Fares like the man who first upon the ground Rest to the limbs, and quiet, I confer
Whom Heaven, and her transcendant thoughts, Tor life it had, and like those jewels Ahone :
have plac'd He held it dear, till, by the springing day
Above those ills which wretched mortals taste. Inform'd, he threw the worthless worm away. Bright as the deathless Gods, and happy, she
She faves the lover, as we gangrenes stay, From all that may infringe delight is free:
Love at her royal feet his quiver lays, This makes her bleeding patients to accuse And not his mother with more hafte obeys. High Heaven, and these expoftulations use. Such real pleasures, such true joys suspense, "Could nature then no private woman grace, What dream can I present to recompense ? " Whom we inight dare to love, with such a face, Should I with lightning fill ker awful hand, “ Such a complexion, and so radiant eyes, And make the clouds seem all at her command : “ Such lovely motion, and such sharp replies? Or place her in Olympus' top, a guest " Beyond our reach, and yet within our fight, Among th' Immortals, who with Nectar feast : " What envious Power has plac'd this glorious That power would seem, that entertainment, light?"
short Thus, in a starry night fond children cry Of the true splendor of her present court : For the rich spangies that adorn the sky; Where all the joys, and all the glories, are Which, though they shine for ever fixed there, Of three great kingdoms, sever'd from the care. With light and influence relieve us here.
I, that of fumes and humid vapors made, All her affections are to one inclin'd;
Ascending do the seat of sense invade, Her bounty and compaffion, to mankind : No cloud in so ferene a mansion find, To whom, while she so far extends her grace, To over-cast her ever-shining mind: She makes but good the promise of her face : Which holds resemblance with those spotless skies, For mercy has, could mercy's self be seen, Where flowing Nilus want of rain fupplies; No sweeter look than this propitious Queen. That crystal heaven, where Pbæbus never shrouds Such guard, and comfort, the distressed find His golden beams, nor wraps his face in clouds. From her large power, and from her larger mind, But what so hard which Numbers cannot force ? That whom ill fate would ruin, it prefers; So stoops tke moon, and rivers change their course. For all the miserable are made her's.
The bold | Mæonian made me dare to steep So the fair tree, whereon the eagle builds, Jove's dreadful temples in the dew of sleep. Poor keep from tempests, and their shepherds, And, since the Muses do invoke my power, fields :
I shall no more decline that sacred bower, The royal bird pofTeffes all the boughs,
Where Gloriana their great mistress lies : But shade and shelter to the flock allows. But, gently taming those victorious eyes,
Joy of our age, and safety of the next ! Charm all her senses; till the joyful sun Far which so oft thy fertile womb is vext: Without a rival half his course has run: Nobly contented, for the public good,
Who, while my hand that fairer light confines,
To trouble and compose
Calm silence on the seas, on earth, impose.
Fair Venus, in thy soft arms
The God of Rage confine ;
Which only can divert his fierce design.
Thou the flame
Kindled in his breast canst tame,
With that snow which unmelted lies on thine. FOR NOT APPROACHING THE LADY, WHO CAN
Great Goddess, give this thy facred illand reft,
Make heaven smile, charge it is breaches repair,
That no storm disturb us, while
DO ANY THING
UPON HER LANDING.
Great Gloriana! fair Gloriana !
A rural judge + dispos'd of beauty's prize; Bright as high heaven is, and fertile as carth; A fimple Thepherd was preseri'd to Jove: Whofe beauty relieves us,
Down to the mountains from the partial ikis Whose royal bed gives us
Came Juno, Pallas, and the Queen of Lox, Both glory and peace :
To plead for that, which was so juftly gives Dar prefent joy, and all our hopes increase. To the bright Carlisle of the Court of Heaven.
Carlife! a name which all our woods are taugs
Loud as their Amarillis, to relound: TO THE QUEEN MOTHER OF FRANCE Carlisle! a name which on the bark is wrough:
Oi every tree that's worthy of the wound:
From Phebus’rage our hadows, and our fireams, GR REAT Queen of Europe! whence thy off. May guard us better than from Carlife's beame
spring wears All the chief crowns; where Princes are thy heirs; As welcome thou to sea-girt Britain's shore,
THE COUNTESS OF CARLISLE IN MOULXING. As erst Latona (who fair Cynthia bore) To Delos was: here shines a Ny ph as bright,
THEN from black clouds no part of ks By thee disclos'd, with like increase of light.
clear, Why was her joy in Belgia confin'd?
But just so much as lets the fun appear;
Oi sad adversity, is fairer made;
Such was th’appearance of new-form'd light, Among her deathlefs progeny did go :
While yet it struggled with eternal night. A wreath of towers adorn'd her reverend head,
Then mourn no more, left thou admit increase Mother of all that on Ambrosia fed.
Of glory, by thy noble Lord's decease. Thy god-like race must Iway the age to come ; We find not that the † laughter-loving dame As the Olympus peopled with her womb. Mourn’d for Anchises; 'twas enough fhe cams
Would those commanders of mankind obey To grace the mortal with her deathlefs bed, Their honour'd parent; all pretences lay
And that his living eyes fuch beauty fed: Down at her royal feet; compose their jars, Had the been there, untimely joy through an And on the growing Turk discharge these wars: Men's hearts diffus'd had marr'd the funeral The Chriftian knights that sacred tomb should Those eyes were made to banish grief; as vd wrest
Bright Phæbus might affect in thades to dwell, From pagan hands, and triumph o'er the Eaft :
As they to put on Lorrow: nothing stands, Our England's Prince and Gallia's Dolphin might
But power to grieve exempt from thy comme Like young Rinaldo and Tancredi fight :
If thou lament, thou must do so alone; In fingle combat by their swords again
Grief in thy presence can lay hold of none. 'The proud Argantes, and fierce Soldan, Alain :
Yet still persist the memory to love Again might we their valiant deeds recite,
Of that great Mercury of our mighty Jore: And with your • Tuscan Muse exalt the fight. Who, by the power of his inchanting tongue
Swords from the hands of threatening Mozarcia
rung War he prevented, or soon made it ceafe; Instructing Princes in the arts of peace;
Such as made Sheba's curious Queen resort of all
To the g large-hearted Hebrew's famous Cours
amongit his wondering gecks Their rude inhabitants his fong adınir'd, And nature's self, in those that could not lye :
With greater bounty, and more sacred ftate,
The banquets of the Gods to celebrate.
What potent charms, that could fo food inftit Nór ought the tribute, which the wondering court His abient Master's love into the heart
Pays your fair cres, prevail with you to icorn Of Henrietta ! forcing her to part The answer, and consent, to that report, From her lov'd brother, country, and the fe:
Which echo-like, the country does return : And, like Camilla, o'er the waves to run Mirrors are taught to flatter, but our springs Into his arms; while the Parisian dames Present th' imparcial images of things.
Mourn for the ravih'd glory; at her fiants # Tasso.
† Paris. Venus. $ Solomes
THE COUNTRY TO MY LADY OF CARLISLE.
TOP HYLL I S.
No less amaz'd, than the amazed ftars,
And on that rock your Thyrsis threw,
Fond Love his darts at random throws,
IN ANSWER TO ONE WHO WRIT À LIBIL
Not the just Pallas in thy breast did move
gave affiftance to his Trojan foe;
While after her the gazing world does move.
Which but disclos'd, amaz'd the weaker eyes
30 Sall thy rebel wit become her prize.
Rewarding Phæbus for inspiring fo
His joyful beams: but Phæbus is thy foc;
Love made the lovely Venus burn
Love makes so many hearts the prize
Then, Phyllis, since our passions are
nstead of Death, the dart of Love does strike; Ind renders all within there walls alike:
O this great loss a sea of tears is due : "he high in titles, and the shepherd, herc 'orgets his greatness, and forgets his fear.
Charge not yourself with all, nor ronder vain ill stand amaz’d, and gazing on the Fair,
Those showers, the eyes of us your servants rain. ofe thought of what themselves or others arc:
Shall gricf contract the largeness of that heart, Imbition lose ; and have no other scope,
In which nor fear, nor anger, has a part ? ave Carlifle's favour to employ their hope.
Virtue would blush, if time should boast (which he * Thracian could (though all those tales
dries, were true
Her sole child dead, the tender mother's eyes) he bold Greeks tell) no greater wonders do :
Your mind's relief; where reason triumph's so efore his feet so sheep and lions lay,
Over all pallions, that they ne'er could grow, earless, and wrathless
, while they heard him play. Beyond their limits in your noble breast, he gay, the wise, the gallant, and the grave,
To harm another, or impeach your reft. abdued alike, all but one paflion have:
This we observ’d, delighting to obey o worthy mind, but finds in her's there is One, who did never from his great self stray: ..cthing proportion’d to the rule of his :
Whose mild example seem’d to engage Ehile she with chearful, but impartial grace,
Th' obfequious seas, and teach then not to rage. Born for no one, but to delight the race
The brave Æmilius, his great charge laid down, men) like Phebus, fo divides her light,
(The force of Rome, and fate of Macedon) and warms us, that she stoops not from her in his loft sons did feel the cruel stroke hcight.
Of changing Fortune; and thus highly spoke • Orpheus.
Before Rome's people ; " We did oft implore The stem thus threaten'd, and the sap in thee, " That if the heavens had any bad in store Droop all the branches of that noble tree! “ For your Æmilius, they would pour that ill Their beauty they, and we our love fuspend, « On his own house, and let you flourish still.” Nought can our wishes, save thy health, intend You on the barren seas, my Lord, have spent As lilies over-charg'd with rain, they bend Whole springs; and summers to the public lent: Their beauteous heads, and with high Heat Suspended all the pleasures of your life,
contend : And shorten'd the short joy of such a wife : Fold thee within thy snowy arms and cry For which your country's more obliged, than He is too faultless, and too young, to die. For many lives of old, less happy, men.
So like Immortals round about the they You, that have sacrific'd fo great a part
Sit, that they fright approaching Death away. Of youth, and private bliss, ought to impart Who would not languish, by so fair a train Your sorrow too ; and give your friends a right To be lamented, and restor'd again? As well in your alliation, as delight.
Or thus with-held, what hasty soul would go, Then with Æmilian-courage bear this cross, Though to the Bleft? O'er her Adonis lo Since public persons only public loss
Fair Venus mourn’d, and with the precious tone Ought to affect. And though her form, and youth, of her warm tears cherish'd the springing tone. Her application to your will, and truth;
The next support, fair hope of your gren: That noble sweetness, and that humble state,
name, (All snatch'd away by such a hasty fate!) And second pillar of that noble frame, Might give excuse to any common breast, By loss of thee would no advantage have, With the huge weight of fo just grief opprest: But step by Atep pursue thee to the grave. Yet let no portion of your life be stain'd
And now, relentless Fate about to end With passion, but your character maintain'd The line, which backward does so far enteed To the last act : it is enough her stone
That antique stock, which still the world iepa May honour'd be with superscription
With bravest spirits, and with brightest eges; Of the sole Lady, who had power to move Kind Phæbus interpofing, bid me say The great Northumberland to grieve and love. Such storms no more thall shake that looke; be
they Like Neptune, and his sea-born Niece, dar
The shining glories of the land and Ica: TO MY LORD ADMIRAL, With courage guard, and beauty warm, our 35
And lovers fill
with like poetic rage. OF AIS LATE SICKNESS AND RECOVERY. ITH joy like ours, the Thracian youth
S ON G.
From us to them, can pay your hafte (Ambitious all his lofty bed to climb)
With no such objed, nor falute your Ide Their doubtful hopes with expectation feed, With no such wonder, as De Mostay's cgo Who shall the fair Eurydice succeed : Eurydice! for whom his numerous moan
Well does this prore Males listening trees and savage mountains groan:
The error of those antique books Through all the air his sounding strings dilate
Which made you move Sorrow, like that which touch'd our hearts of late.
About the world : her charming looks Your pining sickness, and your reltless pain,
Would fix your beams, and make it ever dat, At once the land affecting, and the Main: Did not the rolling earth snatch her away. When the glad uews that you were Admiral Scarce through the nation spread, 'twas fear’d by
all That our great Charles, whose wisdom shines in On My Lady DOROTHY SIDNEY's Preta:
you, Would be perplexed how to chuse a new.
UCH was Philoclea, and such + Dorci'i So more than private was the joy, and grief, The f matchless Sidney, that immortalis That at the worst it gave our souls relicf,
Of perfect beauty, on two pillars plac'd: That in our age such sense of virtue livid; Not his high fancy could one pattern, grz' They joy'd so justly, and so justly griev'd. With such extremes of excellence, compete; Nature (her faireft lights eclipsed) seems
Wonders so diftant in one face disclose! Herself to suffer in those sharp extremes : Such chearful modeliy, such bunble state. While not from time alone thy blood retires, Moves certain love ; but with as doubtful Este. But from those cheeks, which all the world adıniris.
+ Pamela. Sir Philips
S The world to which you As fa fall,