About the cedar'n alleys fling

Nard, and Caffia's balmy fmells.
Iris there with humid bow,

Waters the odorous banks that blow
Flowers of more mingled hew
Than her purfl'd scarf can fhew,
And drenches with Elyfian dew
(Lift mortals, if your ears be true)
Beds of Hyacinth, and Rofes
Where young Adonis oft repofes,
Waxing well of his deep wound
In flumber foft, and on the ground
Sadly fits th' Affyrian Queen;

But far above in spangled sheen

Celestial Cupid her fam'd Son advanc'd,
Holds his dear Pfyche fweet intranc'd,
After her wandring labours long,
Till free confent the gods among
Make her his eternal Bride,
And from her fair unspotted fide
Two blissful twins are to be born,
Youth and joy; fo Jove hath fworn.
But now my task is fmoothly done,
I can fly, or I can run

Quickly to the green earth's end,

Where the bow'd welkin flow doth bend,
And from thence can foar as foon

To the corners of the Moon.,
Mortals that would follow me,
Love virtue, the alone is free,

III.

Say Heav'nly Mufe, fhall not thy facred vein
Afford a Present to the Infant God?

Haft thou no verfe, no hymn, or folemn ftrein,
To welcome him to this his new abode,

Now while the Heav'n by the Sun's team untrod, Hath took no print of the approaching light, And all the fpangled hoft keep watch in fquadrons (bright?

IV.

See how from far upon the Eastern rode
The Star-led Wifards hafte with odours fweet,
O run, prevent them with thy humble ode,
And lay it lowly at his bleffed feet;

Have thou the honour firft, thy Lord to greet,
And joyn thy voice unto the Angel Quire,
From out his fecret Altar toucht with hallow'd fire

The HTMN.

I.

T was the Winter wild,

While the Heav'n-born-child,

All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in awe to him

Had doff'd her gawdy trim,

With her great Mafter fo to fymphathize: It was no feafon then for her

To wanton with the Sun her lufty Paramour,

II.

Only with speeches fair
She woo's the gentle Air

Whispering new joys to the mild Ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave,

While Birds of Calm fit brooding on the charmed

VI.

The Stars with deep amaze

Stand fixt in ftedfaft gaze,

Bending one way their pretious influence, And will not take their flight,

For all the morning light,

[wave.

Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence; But in their glimmering Orbs did glow,

Until their Lord himself befpake, and bid them go

-VII.

And though the shady gloom

Had giv'n day her room,

The Sun himself with-held his wonted speed,

And hid his head for fhame,

As his inferiour flame

The new-enlightn'd world no more should need;

He faw a greater Sun appear

Than his bright Throne,or burning Axletree could

VIII.

The Shepherds on the Lawn,

[bear.

Or ere the point of dawn,

Sate fimply chatting in a ruftick row;

Full little thought they then,

That the mighty Pan

Was kindly come to live with them below;

Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep,

Was all that did their filly thoughts fo bufie keep.