Thus,night,oft fee me in thy pale carreer, Not trickt and frounet, as fhe was wont But kercheft in a comely cloud, 125 While rocking winds are piping loud, When the guft hath blown his fill, There in close covert by fome brook, 130 135 140 While the bee with honied thie, That at her flow'ry work doth fing, And the waters murmuring With fuch confort,as they keep, 145 Entice the dewy-feather'd sleep; And let fome ftrange myfterious dream 150 And, as I wake, fweet mufic breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by fome Spirit to mortals good, As 155 160 may with sweetness, through mine ear, Diffolve me into extafies, 165 And bring all Heav'n before mine eyes. I z 870 175 XV. ARCADE S. Part of an Entertainment prefented to the Countess Dowager of Derby at Harefield, by fome noble Perfons of her family, who appear on the scene in pastoral habit, moving toward the feat of ftate, with this Song *. Lo I. SONG. OOK Nymphs, and Shepherds, look, Is that which we from hence descry, This, this is fhe To whom our vows and wishes bend; Fame, that her high worth to raise, Of detraction from her praise; 5 10 * This Lady must have been Alice, daughter of Sir John Spenfer of Althorp, Northamptonshire, and widow of Ferdinando Stanley the fifth Earl of Derby. And as Harefield is in Middlesex, and, according to Camden, lieth a little to the north of Uxbridge, we may conclude, that Milton made this poem while he refided in that neighbourhood with his father at Horton near Colebrooke. It should feem tog, that it was made before the Mask at Ludlow, as it is a more imperfect effay. And Frances the fecond daughter of this Countefs-dowager of Derby being married to John Earl of Bridgewater, before whom was prefented the Mask at Ludlow, we may conceive in some measure how Milton was induced to compofe the one after the other. The alliance between the families naturally and easily accounts for it; and in all probability, the Genius of the wood in this poem, as well as the attendant spirit in the Mafk, was Mr. Henry Lawes, who was the great mafter of mufic at that time, and taught moft of the young nobility. Less than half we find exprest, Mark what radiant ftate fhe spreads, Sitting like a Goddess bright, Might the the wife Latona be, Mother of a hundred Gods; Juno dares not give her odds; Who had thought this clime had held A deity fo unparallel'd? 15 20 25 As they come forward, the Genius of the Wood appears, and turning toward them, speaks. GENIUS. TAY, gentle Swains, for, though in this difguife, SI fee bright honor sparkle through your eyes; Ι Of famous Arcady ye are, and fprung 30 35 And with all helpful fervice will comply 40 45 50 55 With puiffant words, and murmurs made to blefs; 61 That fit upon the nine-infolded spheres, And fing to thofe, that hold the vital fhears, 65 And turn the adamantin spindle round, On which the fate of Gods and men is wound. Such fweet compulfion doth in mufic lic, To lull the daughters of Neceffity, And keep unfteady nature to her law, 70 And the low world in measur'd motion draw |