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689 « Your paftage often i by art delay'd, Who brings along her daughter harmony, Oblig'd you more, the more to be betray'd. With muses fprung from Jove, and graces three. Here you have often on this rolling sand Birds shot by you, fith by your angle caught, Describ'd your scene of war with slender wand. The golden apples from Hesperia brought, Here's Troy, and this circumference its walls : The blushing peach, the fragrant nectareens, Here Simois gently in the ocean falls :

Laid in fresh beds of flowers and scented greens, Here lies my camp: these are the spacious fields Fair lilies strew'd with bloody mulberries, Where to this sword the crafry Dolon yields. Or grapes whose juice made Bacchus reach the skies, This of Sithonian Rhesus is the tent.-

May oftentimes a grateful present make,
On with the pleasing tale your language went, Not for the value, but the giver's sake.
When a renth wave did with one flash destroy Perhaps she may at vacant hows peruse
The platform of imaginary Troy.

The happy product of your easy muse.
By fear like this I would enforce your stay, Far from intrigue and scandal be your verse;
To see what names the waters toss'd away. But praise of virgin-modesty rehearse;
I took you cast up helplefs by the sea :

Mausolus by his confort deified;
Thousands of happy hours you pass’d with me; How for Admetus bleft Alcestis died.
No mention made of old Penelopë.

Since Overbury's " wife","

no poets seem On adamant our wrongs we all engrave;

T have chose a wiser or a nobler theme. But write our benefits upon the wave.

You'd help a neighbour, would a friend prefer; Why then be gone, the seas uncertain trust; Pardon a servant, let all come from her. As I found you, so may you find them juft. Thus what you grant, if she must recommend, Dying Calypso must be left behind,

"Twill make a mutual gift and double friend. And all your vows be wafted with the wind." So, when pale Want is craving at the door, Fond are the hopes he should be constant now, We send our favourite fon to help the poor, ho to lvis tenderest part had broke his vow. Pleas'd with their grateful prayers that he may artful charms the mistress strives in vain

live, c loose inconstant wanderer to gain :

And find what heavenly pleasure 'tis to give.. ame is her entrance, and her end is pain. 5 Praise all her actions, think her dress is fine;

Embroideries with gold, pearl, diamonds, join';
Your wealth does best, when plac'd on beauty,


If the in tabby waves encircled be,

Think Amphytrite rises from the sea; ULGence foon takes with a noble mind :

If by her the purpúreal velvet's worn, o can be harsh, that fees another kind?

Think that the rises like the blush of morn; it times the greatest art is to comply

And, when her filks afar from Indus cume, -ranting that which justice might deny. Wrought in Chinese or in the Persian loom, form our tender plants by Soft degrees, Think that the then like Pallas is array'd, from a warping Item raise stately trees. By whose mysterious art the wheel was made : ut th' opposing waves, we strive in vain; Each day admire her different gracefui air, if we rise with them, and fall again, In which the winds her bright and flowing hair : wish'd-for land with ease we may attain. With her, when dancing, let your genius fly; complaisance will a rough humour bend,

When in her song the note expires, then die. - yielding to one failure save a friend.

If in the autumn, when the wasting year ness and temper have a force divine,

Its plenty shews, that soon must disappear; iake ev'n paflion with their nature join.

When swelling grape and peach, with lovely hawk we hate, as living still in arms,

hue, wolves affiduous in the shepherd's harms.

And pear and apple, fresh with fragrant dew, fociable swallow has no fears :

By tempting look and taste perhaps invite our towers the dove her nest prepares ; That which we feldom rule, our appetite;

When noxious heat and sudden cold divides rom loud rage and echoing noise of fights, The time o'er which bale influence presides;

oftest Love in gentle sound delights. Her feverish blood should pulse unusual fiod,
oth mirth, bright smiles, calm peace, and flow-
ing joy,

Or vaporous damps of spleen should sink her mind;

Then is the time to shew a lover's cares : che companions of the Paphian boy :

Sometimes enlarge her hopes, contract her fears; as when Hymen first his mantle spread Give the salubrious draughts with your own hand; s'er the sacred down which made the bridal

Perfuafion has the force of a command. = blandishments keep love upon the wing,

Watch, and attend; then your reward will prove,

When she recovers, full increase of love. -resence fresh, and always in the spring :

Far from this love is haughty pride, makes a prospect endlels to the view,

Which ancient fables best deride; light that rises ftill, and ftill is dew; Our approach, find every thing forene,

* This poem, fuppored to have been written for his Paphos honour'd by the Cyp:iaa queen,

frien the Cari of Sainerfet, is printed with his cliaracters,

*t, and had gone through fixteen citions in 1638. L. VI.




Women imperions, void of shame,

“ And found corredion at hier hands And careless of their lover's fanie,

• For disobeying just commands; Who of tyrannic follies boalt,

u But muft his îlece penance do Tormenting him that loves them moft.

" For opce not buckling of her fhoe : When Hercules, by labours done,

A good example, child, for you. Had prov'd himself to be Jove's son,

" Which shews you, when we have curical, By peace which he to earth had given,

" We've policy enough to rule. Desery'd to have his rest in heaven,

“ I might have made you such a fellow, Envy, that strives to be unjust,

“ As should have carried my umbrella, Resolo'd to mortify him first;

“ Or bore a flambeau by my chair, And, that he should enamour'd be

“ And bade the mob not come too nca; Of a proud jilt callid Omphale,

“ Or lay the cloth, or wait at table; Who should his heroship expose

“ Nay, been a helper in the stable, By spinning hemp in wonen's clothes.

“ To niy commands obedience pay Her mind she did vouchsate one day

" At dead of night, or break of day. Thus to her lover to display:

“ Speed is your province; is 'tis I " Come quickly, Sir, off with this skin: " That bid you run, you ought to fiş. " Think you I'll let a tanner in?

“ He that love's nimble paljon feels “ If you of lions !alk, or boars,

“ Will soon outstrip my chariot wheels. " You certainly turn out of doors.

Through dog-far's heat be'll tripping os “ Your club's abundantly too thick

“ Nor leaves hc print upon the snow. " For one shall move a fiddle-fick.

" The wind itself to him is slow. " What should you do with all those arrows ? “ He that in Cupid's wars would fight, “ I will have nothing kill'd but sparrows. “ Grief, winter, dirty roads, and nigh, Heccy, this day you may remember ;

“ A bed of earth midl Mowers of rain, " For you shall see a lady's chamber.

“ After no supper, are his gain. " Let me be rightly understood :

Bright Phæbus took Adareus' pay, si What I intend is for your good.

“ And in a little cottage lay : " In boddice I design to lacc ye,

« All this he did for fear of Jove; “ And so among my maids I'll place ye.

" And who would not do more for lok? " When you're genteeler grown, and thioner, “ If entrance is by locks denied, " May be I'll call you up to dinner.

“ Then throngh the roof or window fide « With arms so brawny, fifts so red,

“ Leander each night swam the seas

, * You'll scrub the rooms, or make the bed. “ That he might thereby Hero please.

You can't stick pins, or frieze my hair. “ Perhaps I may be pleas'd to see " Bless nie! you've nothing of an air.

“ Your Life in danger, when for me. " You'll ne'er come up to working point : “ You'll find my servants in a row; * Your fingers all seem out of joint.

“ Remember then you make your bew; “ Then, besides, Heccy, I must tell ye,

" For they are your superiors now. « An idle hand has empty belly :

“ No matter if you do engage “ Therefore this morning I'll begin,

“ My porter, woman, favourite page, “ Try how your clumsinefs will spin.

“ My dog, my parrot, monkey, black, " You are my Madow, do you see :

" Or any thing that does partake “ Your hope, your thought, your wish, all be “ Of that admittance which you lack. « Invented and controllid by me.

“ But after all you mayn't prevail, " Look up whene'er I laugh; look down “ And your molt glittering hopes may ial “ With trembling horror, if I frown.

“ For Ceres does not always yield “ Say as I say: servants can't lie.

“ The crop intrusted to the field. “ Your truth is my propriery.

“ Fair gales may bring you to a coaf “ Nay, you should be to torture bronght, " Where you'll by hidden rocks be lot. * Were I but jealous you transgrest in thought; “ Love is tenacious of its jogs, « Or if from Jove your single with should trave “ Gives small reward for great employs: " The fate of not cuntinuing fill my Dave,

“ But has as many griefs in store “ There is no lover that is wise

“ As shells by Neptune cast on fare, « Pretends to win at cards or dice.

“ As Athos hares, as Hybla bees, « Tis for his mistress all is thrown :

« Olives on the Palladian crees; « Th’ill fortune his, the good her own.

“ And, when his angry arrows fall, “ Melanion, whilom lovely youth,

" They're not found ting'd with commer « Fam'd for his valour and his truth,

“ You're told I'nı not at home, 'tis trs " Whom every beauty did adorn

“ I may be there, but not for you ; « Fresh as Aurora's blushing morn,

" And I may let you see it too. " Into the horrid woods is run,

" Perhaps I bid you come at night : " Where he ne'er fees the ray of sun,

If the door's shut, stay till 'tis light. « Nor to his palace dares return,

Perhaps my maid Mhail bid you go : " Where he for Psyche's love did burn,

" A thing she knows you dare cor do.

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« Your rival shall admisiion gain,

In hands of a young spark, call'a Paris; " And laugh to see his soe in pain.

And how the beauteous trust miscarries. “ All this and more you must endure,

With kindness he receives the youth, " If you from me expect a cure.

Whose modest looks might promise truth: “ 'lis fitting I should search the wonnd,

Then gives him opportunity " Leit all your danger be not found.”

To throw the specious vizard by. When caly fondness meets with woman's pride,

The man had things to be adjusted, Nothing which that can ask niort be denied.

With which the wife should not be trusted He that enjoy'd the names of great and brave And, whill he gave himself the loose, Is pleas'd to seem a female and a Nave :

Left her at home to keep the house. The hero, number'd with the gods before,

When Helen saw his back was turn'd,
Is fu debas'd as to be man rio more.

The devil a bit the gipsy niourn’d.
Says she, “ 'Tis his fault to be gone;
" It Aha'n't be mine co lie alone.

" A vacant pillow's such a jest,

“ That with it I could never felt.

• He ne'er consider'd his own danger, Not by the fail with which you put to fez,

To leave me with a handsome ftranger. Can you where Thetis fwells conducted be ; “ Wolves would give good account of feep, To the same port you'll different paffage find, " Left to their vigilance to keep. And fill your sheets ev’n with contrarious wind.

“ Pray who, except 'ewere gecfe or wide You nursid the fawn, now grown Itag wondrous

geons, big,

« Would hire a hawk en guard their pigeons ? And sleep beneath the shade you knew a twig. " Supposing then it might be faid The bubbling spring, increas'd by foods and rain, é That Menelaus now were dead: Rolls with impetuous stream, and foams the main:

" A pretty figure I should make So Love augments in just degrees; at length " To go in mourning for his sake. By nutrimental fires it gains its strength.

" She that in widow's garb appears Daily till midnight let kind looks or fung,

“ Especially when at my years, Or tales of love, the pleasing hours prolong.

May seem to be at her last prayers.
No weariness upon their blifs attends, [friends. “ Bue l'll still have my heart divided
Whom marriage vows have render'd more than o 'Twixt one to lofe, and one provided.
So Philomels, of equal mates pofseft,

“ He that is gone, is gone : less fear With a congenial heat, and downy reft,

“ Of wanting him that I have here." And care incessant, huver o'er their neft :

The fequel was the fire of Troy Hence from their eggs (finall worlds whence all Brought to destruction by this boy. things Spring)

They tell us, how a wife provok'd, Produce a race by nature taught to fing;

And to a hrutish husband yok'd,
Who ne'er to this harmonious air had come,

Who, by distracting passion led,
Had their parental love stray'd far from home. Scorns all her charms, and flies her bed,
By a short absence mutual joys increafe :

When on her rival she has feiz'd, 'Tis from the coils of war we value peace.

Seems with a secret horror pleas'd.
When Jove a while the fruitful hower restrains, They then describe her like some boar
The field on his return a brighter verdure gains. Planging his tuik in mastiff's gore;
So let not grief too much disturb those hearts, Or lionels, whose ravish'd whelp
Which for a while the war or business parts.

Roars for his mother's furious help; 'Twas hard to let Procesilaus go,

Or bafilisk whep rous'd, whose breath, Who did his death by oracles foreknow.

Teeth, Ning, and eye-balls, all are death; Ulysses made indeed a tedious stay,

Like frantics struck by magic rod His twenty winters' absence was delay;

Of some defpis'd avenging god : But happiness revives with his return,

Make her through blood for vengeance run,
And Hymen's altars with fresh incense burn : Like Progne facrifice her fon,
Tales of his ship, her web, they both recount, And like Medea dart those fires
Pleas'd that their wedlock faith ail dangers could By which Creusa's ghost expires.

Then let her with exalted rage
Make thou fpeed back; haste to her longing Her grief with the fame crimes assuage.
She may have real or impending harms. (arms : To heighten and improve the curse,
There are no minutes in a lover's fears :

Because he's bad, they make her worse.
They measure all their time by months and years. So Tyndaris diffolves in tears,
Poets are always virtue's friends :

When first she of Chryseis hears ; 'Tis what their muse Nill recommends:

But, when Lyrneffis captive's led, But then the fatal crack it thews

And ravilh'd to defile her bed, Where devious viçe through trouble goes.

Her patience lessens by degrees; They tell us, how a husband's care

But, when at lalt the Priameis sees, Negle&ed leaves a wife too fair

Revenge does to Ægyftus fly for ease,



In his adulterous arms does plots disclose,

Love has a pleasing turn, makes that scem bei Which fill Mycenæ with stupendous woes, Of which our lawful wishes are pofleft. And parricide and hell around her throws.

Andromeda, of Lybic hue and blood,

7 Ye heavenly Powers! the female truth pre Was chain'd a prey to monsters of the flood : serve,

Wing') Persius saw her beauty through And let it not from native goodness swerve,

cloud. And iet no wanton toys become the cause

Andromache had large majestic charms; {arms Why men should break Hymen's eternal laws; Therefore was fittelt grace to godliko Hodor's But let such fables and such crimes remain

Beauties in smaller airs bear like commands, Only as fictions of the poet's brain;

And wondrous magic acts by Alendereft wands.
Yet marks set up to thun those dangerous shelves Like Cybele some bear a mother's sway,
On which deprav'd mankind might wreck them Whilft infant gods and heroines obey.

Some rule like stars by guidance of their eyes,
And ochers please when like Minerva wise.
Love will from heaven, art, nature, fancy, rais

Something that may exalt its consort's praife.

There will be little jealousies,

By which Love's art iis subjects tries. At first, the stars, the air, the earth, and deep, They think it languishes with relt, Lay all confus'd in one unorder'd heap;

But rises, like the palm, oppret. Till Love Eternal did each being ftrike

And as too much prosperity
With voice divine, to march, and seek its like.

Ofien makes way for luxury,
'Then seeds of heavens, then air of vaporous sound, Till we, by turn of fortune taught,
Then fertile carth circled with waters round, Have wisdom by experience bought:
On which the bird, the beast, the fish, might move So, when the hoary ashes grow
All center'd in that Universal Love.

Around love's coals, 'ris time to blow :
Then man was fram'd with soul of godlike ray, And then its craftiness is thewa,
And had a nobler {hare of love than they :

To raise your cares, to hide its own;
To him was woman, crown's with virtue, given, And have you by a rival crol,
The most immcdiate won and care of Heaven.

Only in hopes you mayn't be loft.
Whilst thus my darling thoughts in raptures Sonetimes they say that you are faulty,
Apollo to my fight in vilion sprung. [fung, And that they know where you were aaugbty;
His lyre with golden strings his touch commands, And then perhaps your eyes they'd tear,
And wreaths of laurel flourish in his hands.

Or else dilacerate your hair, Says he, “ You bard that of love's precepts treat, Not so much for revenge as fear, “ Your art a: Delphi you will best complete. But the perhaps too far may run, “ There's a short maxiin, prais'd when understood, And do what the would have you shun, " Useful in practice, and divinely good,

Of which there's a poetic story, Let cacb man know himself: strive to excel : That, if you please, I'll lay belore you. “ The plcalure of the bleft is doing well.

Old Juno made her Jove comply “ 'Tis wildum to display the ruling grace. For fear, not asking when or why, “ Some men are happy in a charming face :

Unto a certain fort of matter, “ Know it, but be nut vain. Some manly shew Marrying her son unto his daughter: “ By the exploded gun and nervous bow.

And io to bed the couple went, “ There lec then prove their skill; perhaps some Not with their own, but friend's consent. “ heart

This Vulcan was a smith, they tell us, “ May find that every Mhot is Cupid's dart.

That first invented tongs and belows; “ The prudent lover, if his talent lies

For breath and fingers did their works In eluquence, o'nt talkative, but wise,

(We'd fingers long before we'd forks); “ So mincs words delicious to the ear,

Which made his hands both hard and brawn), " That all must be persuaded who can hear.

When wash'u, of colour orange-tawny. “ He that can fing, li him with pleasing sound, His whole complexion was a sallow,

Thouch 'tis an air that is not mortal, wound. Where black had not destroy'd the yellow. Let not a poet my own art refuse :

One foot was clump'd, which was the treaga “ I'll come, and bring affiftance to his niuse." T'other spiny, though much longer;

But never by ill means your fortune push, So both to the proportion come Nor raise your credit by another’s blush..

Of the fore-finger and the thumb. The secret rices of Ceres none profane,

In short, the whole of him was rally, Nor tell what gods in Samothracia reign.

Ill-natur*d, vain, imperious, hally: 'Tis virtue by grave filence to conceal

Deformity alike rouk place Whür talk without discrction would reveal.

Both in his manners and his face. Fur fault like this new Tantalus docylie

Venus had perfeci Ihape and size;, In idee of fruits and water, Itarv'd and dry. But then she was not over wile; But Cyilerea's mully requires

Fur fometimes the her koce is crimping, Most cuncto curiodical....bone fires.

Toimituech'old aun in iimpiny.


Sometimes his dirty paws she scorns, Diferetion covers that which it would blame, 2
Whilft her fair fingers thew his horns.
But Mars, the bully of the place, is

Have cur'd thc fault without the noise of fame.
The chiefeft fpark in her good graces.

The work is done, and now let Ovid have
At first they're shy, at last gtow bolder, Some gratitude attending on his grave;
And conjugal affection colder.

Th' aspiring palm, the verdant laurel Arow,
They car'd not what was said or done,

And sweets of myrtle wreaths around it throwy. Till impudence defy'd the Sun.

In physic's art as Podalirius skill'd, Vulcan was cold of this: quoth he,

Nestor in court, Achilles in the field; * Is there such roguery? I'll see !"

As Ajax had in single combat force, He then an iron net prepar'd,

And as Automedon belt rui'd the horse; Which he to the bed's tetter rear'd;

As Chalcas vers’d in prophecies from Jove, Which, when a pully gave a snap,

So Ovid has the maternip of love. Wouid fall, and make a cuckold's trap.

The poet's honour will be much the less
All those he plac'd in the best room,

Than thar which by his means you may pusless
Then feign'd that he must go from home; In choice of beauty's lasting happiness.
Fur hic at Lemnos forges had,

But, when the Amazonian quits the field,
Aninone but he to mind the trade.

Let this be wrote on the triumphant fhield, Love was to eager to beware

That Me, by Ovid's art, was brought to yield. Of falling into any snare.

When Ovid's thoughts in British style you They went to bed, and so were caught;

fee, Andihen they of repentance thought.

Which mayn't fo founding as the Roman be;
The shew being ready to begin,

Yet then admittance grant : 'tis fame to me.
Vulcan would call his neighbours in.
Jove thould be there, that does make bold
With Juno, that notorious scold;
Neptune, first bargeman on the water ;

Thetis, the oyster-woman's daughter;
Plato, that chimney-sweeping sloven;

I who the art of war to Danaans gave,
With Proserpine hot from her oven:

Will make Penthesilia's force as brave;
And Mercury, that's sharp and cunning That both, becoming glorious to the fight,
In Itealing customs and in running ;
And Dy the midwife, though a virgin ;

What though 'twas Vulcan fram'd Achilles' shield,
And Æsculapius, the surgeon ;

My Amazonian darts thall make him yield. Apollo, who might be physician,

A myrtle crown with victory attends Or serve them else for a musician;

Those who are Cupid's and Dione's friends. The piper Pan, to play her up ;

Wheo beauty has so many armis in fore, And Bacchus, with his chirping cup;

(Some men will say) why should you give it more? And Hercules Mould bring his club in,

Tell me who, when Penelope appears To give the rogue a lufty drubbing;

With conftancy maintain'd for twenty years, And all the Cupids should be by,

Who can the fair Laodamia see To see their mother's infamy.

In her lord's arms expire as well as he ; One Momus cried, “ You're hugely pleas'd; Can view Alcestis, who with joy removes "I hope your mind will soon be eas'd : From earth, instead of him the so much loves; ** For, when so publicly you find it,

Can hear of bright Evadne, who, in fires People, you know, will little mind it. For her lov'd Capaneus prepar'd, expires; " They love to tell what no one knows,

When virtue has itself a female name, " And they tbemselves only suppose.

So I'ruth, so Goodoefs, Piety, and Fame, " Not every husband can afford

Would head trong fight, and would not con * To be a cuckold on record;

quer'd be, * Nor should he be a cuckold styld,

Or stoop to so much generosiry? That once or so has been beguild

'Tis not with sword, or fire, or tren *** Unless he makes it demonstration,

That female warriors to their battle go * Then puts it in some proclamation,

They have no ftratagem, or fubtile wile; "With general voice of all the nation.” Their native innocence can ne'er beguile The company

were come, when Vulcan hopping, The fox's various maze, bear's cruelden, nd for his key in left side pocket groping,

They leave to fierceness and the craft of men. ies, “ 'Tis but opening of that door,

'Twas Jason that transferr'd his broken vows To prove myself a cuckold, her a whorc.” From kind Medea to another spouse: They all desir'd his leave that they might go ;

Thereus !aft Gnollis on the sands, to be Rey were not curious of fo vile a Mew :

Prey to the birds, and monsters of the fea: Tsons concern'd might one another see,

Ww.lephoon, nine times recall’d, forbore ad they'd believe fince witnesses were three. Return, and let his Phyllis name the shore. od they, thus prov'd to be such foolish elves, Æneas wreckt, and hospitably us’d, ight hear, try, judge, and e'en condemu them. Fam'd for his picty, yet still refus'd


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