Such as the meeting foul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, The hidden foul of harmony; 140 XIV. IL PENSEROSO. HENCE vain deluding joys, The brood of folly without father bred, How little you befted, Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys? Dwell in fome idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes poffefs, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the fun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams fionate Shepherd to his Love, and The Nymph's If these delights thy mind may move, These two poems are printed at length in the Il Penferofo is the thoughtful melancholy man; and Mr. Thyer concurred with me in obferving that this poem both in its model. and principal circumftances is taken from a fong in praise of melancholy in Fletcher's Comedy call'd the Nice Valor or paffionate Madman. The reader will not be difpleas'd to fee it here, as it is well worth tranfcribing. Hence all you vain delights, Wherein you spend your folly; 5 The Oh sweetest Melancholy. A look that's faften'd to the ground, Fountain heads, and pathlefs groves, The fickle penfioners of Morpheus train. Whose faintly visage is too bright And therefore to our weaker view O'er-laid with black, ftaid wisdom's hue; Prince Memnon's sister might beseem, 10 15 20 The |