Whose lustre leads us, and for her most fit, 80 SONG II. O'ER the smooth enamell'd green, And touch the warbled string, Under the shady roof Of branching elm star-proof. Follow me, I will bring you where she sits, Her deity. Such a rural Queen All Arcadia hath not seen. SONG III. NYMPHS and Shepherds dance no more 85 90 95 39 star] 'Sun-proof arbours.' Sylvester's Du Bartas, 171, and G. Peele's David and Bethsabe, 1599. 'This shade, sun-proof, is yet no proof for thee.' Warton and Todd. By sandy Ladon's lilied banks; On old Lycæus or Cyllene hoar Trip no more in twilight ranks Though Erymanth your loss deplore, A better soil shall give ye thanks Bring your flocks, and live with us, To serve the Lady of this place. Though Syrinx your Pan's mistress were, Such a rural Queen All Arcadia hath not seen. 100 105 97 By sandy Ladon's lilied banks] Giles Fletcher's Christ's Victorie and Triumph, 1632. 'To Ladon sands.' p. 14, and On either side bank't with a lily wall,' p. 49. A. Dyce. 97 sandy] Browne's Brit. Past. ii. st. iv. p. 107. 'The silver Ladon on his sandy shore.' MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. ANNO ÆTATIS 17. ON THE DEATH OF A FAIR INFANT, DYING OF A COUGH. I. O FAIREST flower, no sooner blown but blasted, Soft silken primrose fading timelessly, Summer's chief honour, if thou hadst out-lasted Bleak Winter's force that made thy blossom dry; For he being amorous on that lovely dye That did thy cheek envermeil, thought to kiss, But kill'd, alas, and then bewail'd his fatal bliss. 5 II. For since grim Aquilo his charioteer By boisterous rape th' Athenian damsel got, 1 0] Shakespeare's Passionate Pilgrim. 'Swet Rose, fair flower, untimely pluckt, soon vaded, Fair Creature, kild too soone by Death's sharpe sting.' 6 kiss] Shakesp. Venus and Adonis, 'He thought to kiss him, and hath kill'd him so.' Todd. Newton. 10 If likewise he some fair one wedded not, III. So mounting up in icy-pearled car, 15 Through middle empire of the freezing air But all unwares with his cold-kind embrace 20 Unhous'd thy virgin soul from her fair biding place. IV. Yet art thou not inglorious in thy fate; But then transform'd him to a purple flower: Alack, that so to change thee Winter had no power! V. Yet can I not persuade me thou art dead, 12 infamous] The common accentuation of our elder poetry. Drummond's Urania, 1616, 'On this infamous stage of woe to die.' Todd. Or that thy beauties lie in wormy bed, VI. Resolve me then, oh Soul most surely blest, 40 Oh say me true, if thou wert mortal wight, [flight. And why from us so quickly thou didst take thy VII. Wert thou some star which from the ruin'd roof 45 Of sheeny Heav'n, and thou some Goddess fled Amongst us here below to hide thy nectar'd head? VIII. Or wert thou that just Maid, who once before 50 Forsook the hated earth, O tell me sooth, 81 wormy] Shakesp. Mid. N. Dr. act iii. sc. ult. 'Already to their wormy beds are gone.' Warton. 40 were] He should have said 'are,' if the rhyme had permitted. Hurd. |