These hillocks Phoebus loves, Ceres these plains, Or what the Eastern Inde and West hold dear. Come then, dear youth! the wood-nymphs twine thee boughs With rose and lily to impale thy brows. Thus ignorant I mus'd, not conscious yet Of what by Death was done, and ruthless Fate: A coffin of our joys which had the trust, Which told that thou wert come, but chang'd to dust! And find nor vows nor prayers to have place To famous Alcon. Here, as days, months, years Here spend my remnant time, exil'd from mirth, Shepherds on Forth, and you by Doven rocks, Pay tribute here of tears; ye never had To aggravate your moans a cause more sad; 66 Friendship an earthquake suffer'd; losing him "Love's brightest constellation turned dim." FLOWERS OF SION: OR, SPIRITUAL POEMS. These Poems were first published in 1630, by John Hart; to which was "adjoined" The Cypress Grove. H FLOWERS OF SION: OR, SPIRITUAL POEMS.1 THE INSTABILITY OF MORTAL GLORY. TRIUMPHANT arches, statues crown'd with bays, And temples builded to vain deities' praise; Thus rolls the restless world beneath the moon: 1 Vide "Urania, or Spiritual Poems. Printed by John Hart in 1630." |