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Whilome did flay his dearly-loved mate,
Young Hyacinth the pride of Spartan land;
But then transformed him to a purple flower: Alack thdt.fo to. change thee Winter:had no power.
Yet can I not perfuadc me tbou art dead.
Or that thy. corfe corrupts in carth'sdark womb; 39
Or that thy beauties lie in wormy bed, • - • .
Hid from the world in a low delved tomb;
Could Heav'n for pity thee fo ftri&ly doom?
Oh no! for fomething in thy, face did Oiine Above mortality, that fhow'd thou waft divine,' 35T
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Refolve me then, oh Soul mof t furely- bleft,
(If fo it be that thou thefe plaints dofrhear)
Tell me, bright Spirit, where'er tho(i hovereft,
Whether above that high firft-moving fphere,
Or in the Elyfian field*; (if fuch there were) 40
Oh fay me true, if thou wert mortal wight, And why from us fo quickly thou didft take thy flight.
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Wert thou fiime ftar which from the ruin'd roof
Of fheeny Heav'n, and thou foirie goddefs fled Amongft us here below, to hide thy nectar'd head?
VIII. Or wert thou that juft maid who once before JO Forfook the hated earth, O tell me fboth, And cam'ft again to vifit us once more? Or wert thou that fweet fmiling youth, Or that crown'd matron fage white-robed Truth.'
Or any other of that heav'nly brood ;$
Let down in cloudy throne to do the world fome good J
'IX. Or wert thou of the golden-winged hoft, Who having clad thyfelf in human weed, To Earth from thy prefixed feat didft poft, And after fhort abode fly back with fpeed, 60
As if to fhow what creatures Heav'n doth breed,
Thereby to fet the hearts of men on lire To fcorn the fordid world, and unto Heav'n afpirc i
X. But oh why didft thou not ftay here below To blefs us with thy Heav'n-lov'd innocence, 65 To flake his wrath whom fm hath made our foe, To turn fwift-rufhing black Perdition hence, Or drive away the flaughtering Peftilence,
To ftand 'twixt us and our deferved fmart? 69 But thou canft bef t perform that office where thou art. XI.
Then thou the mother of fo fweet a child >
Her falfe imagin'd lofs ceafe to lament,
II. Anno ttatis 10. At a vacation exercife in the college,part Latin, part Engfijh. The Latin fpeeches ended, . the Englijh thusiegan.
Hail native Language, that by fincus weak
Didft move my firft endevoring tongue to fpeak,
And mad'ft imperfett words with childifh trips,
llalf-unpi oaoane'd. Hide through my imam-lips,
Driving dumb Silence from the portal door, 5
Where lie had mutely fat two years beforei
Here I falute thee, and thy pardon afk,
That now L ufe thee in my latter talk i
Small lofs it is that thence can come unto thee,
I know my tongue but little grace can do theei 10
Thou need'ft not be ambitious to be firft,
Believe me I have thither packt the worft i
And, if it happen as I did forccalt,
The daintieftdilb.es fhall be ferv'd up laft.
I. pray thee then deny me not thy aid t$
for this fame fmall neglcct that I have made 1
Bot hafle thee (trait to do me once a pleafure,
But cull thofe richeft robes, and gay'ft attire,
Till thou haft deck'd them in thy beft array;
Saclv as may make thee fearch thy coffers round,
How he before the thunderous throne doth Be,
Then fing of fecret things that came to pafs 45
When beldam Nature in her cradle was;
Are held with his melodious harmony
To keep in compafs of thy predicament:
Thy droufy nurfe hath fworn fhe did them fpie
Yet there is fomething that doth force my fear,