Few eyes fall'n light adore: yet fame fhall keep Her name alive, when others filent sleep; While men have ears to hear, eyes to look back, and weep. XXXIII. And tho' the curs (which whelpt and nurs'd in Spain, Have vow'd and ftrove her virgin tomb to ftain; So is this ISLAND's lower region: Yet, ah! much better is it fure than fo. But my poor reeds, like my condition, Mar what they make :-but now in yonder shade • In heathen mythology, a fabulous giant with three heads. CANTO IV. TH I. HE fhepherds in the fhade their hunger feafted, Pull'd from their stalks the blushing ftrawberries, But when the day had his meridian run Between his highest throne and low declining; Thirfil again his wonted task begun, Th' attentive audience his fides entwining. The middle province next this lower ftands, Where th' ISLE's heart-city spreads his large commands, Leagu'd to the neighbour towns with fure and friendly bands. III. Such as that ftar, which fets his glorious chair In midft of heaven, and to dead darknefs, here That those wife ancients, from their nature's fight, The fun the great world's heart, the heart the lefs world's light. IV. This middle coaft, to all the ISLE extends b V. But in the front two fair twin-bulwarks rife ; For hence the young ISLE draws its nourishment: Here milky fprings in fweeten'd rivers flow; с gave th' INFANT ISLE to be, and then to grow. VI. For when the leffer ISLAND (ftill increasing The ftream, and to thefe hills bears up his flight, Dyes his fair rofy waves into a lily white. The heart is the feat of heat and life; therefore walled about with the ribs, for more safety. The breafts, or paps, are given to men for ftrength and ornament; to women for milk. • When the infant grows large, the blood veffels are fo oppreffed, that partly through the readiness of the passage, but especially by the providence of God, the blood turns back to the breaft, and there by a wonderful faculty is turned into milk. n Here firft the purple fountain making vent, By thousand rivers thro' the ISLE is fent, d Gives every part fit growth, and daily nourishment. In this fair town the ISLE's great fteward dwells; ... His porphry house glitters in purple dye; IX. And like that golden ftar, which cuts his way Cheering the ISLE by his fweet influence; X. Within, fome fay, Plove hath his habitation, From it rife all the springs of The fteward of the whole ! brought in) is here fitted and d Here Plato difpofes th that runs in the ve. efitly placed, be: hence returned |