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The decencies of grief; it rests behind,

This noble youth to madness lov'd a dame That, as our bodies were, our souls be join'd; Of high degree, Honoria was her name; To thy whate'er abode, my shade convey,

Fair as the fairest, but of haughty mind, And, as an elder ghost, direct the way.”

And fiercer than becaine so soft a kind. She said; and bade the vial to be brought,

Proud of her birth (for equal she had none) ; Where she before had brew'd the deadly draught: The rest she scorn'd, but hated him alone; First pouring out the med'cinable bane,

His gifts, his constant courtship, nothing gan'd; The heart, her trars had rins'd, she bath'd again; For she, the more he lov'd, the more disdain'd. Then down her throat the death securely throws, He liv'd with all the pomp he could devise, And quaffs a long oblivion of her woes.

At tilts and tournaments obtain'd the prize; This done, she mounts the genial bed, and there But found no favour in his lady's eyes: (Her body first compos'd with honest care) Relentless as a rock, the lofty maid, Attends the welcome rest; her hands yet hold Turn'd all to poison, that he did or said: [more; Close to ber heart the monumental gold;

Nor prayers, nor tears, nor offerd vows, could Nor farther word she spoke, but clos'd her sight, The work went backward; and the more he strove And quiet sought the covert of the night.

To advance his suit, the farther from her love. The damsels, who the while in silence mourn'd, Weary'd at length, and wanting remedy, Nut koowing, nor suspecting death suborn'd, He doubted oft, and oft resolv'd to die. Yet, as their duty was, to Tancred sent;

But Pride stood ready to prevent the blow, Who, conscious of th' occasion, feard th'event. For who would die tv gratily a foe? Alarm'd, and with presaging heart, he came, His generous mind disdain'd so mean a fate; And drew the curtains, and expos'd the daine That.pass'd, his next endeavour was to hate. To loath some light; then with a late relief But vainer that relief than all the rest, Made vain efforts, to mitigate her grief.

The less be hop'd, with more desire possess'd; She, what she could, excluding day, ber eyes Love stood the siege, and would not yield his Kept firmly seald, and sternly thus replies:


(care; " Tancred, restrain thy tears, unsought by me, Change was the next, but change deceird bis And sortuw unavailing now to thee:

He sought a fairer, but found none so fair. Did ever man before affict his mind,

He would have worn her out by slow degrees, To see th' effect of what himself design'd? As men by fasting starye th' untam'd disease: Yet, if thou hast remaining in thy heart

But present love requir'd a present ease. Sme sense of love, some unextinguish'd part Looking he feeds alone his famish'd eyes, Of former kindness, largely once professid, Feeds lingering Death, but looking not he dies. Let me by that adjure thy harlen'd breast, Yet still be chose the longest way to Fale, Not to deny thy daughter's last request:

Wasting at once his life and his estate. The secret love which I so long enjoy'd,

His friends beheld, and pity'd him in vain, And still conceal’d to gratify thy pride,

For what advice can ease a lover's pain! Thou bast disjoin'd; but, with my dying breath, Absence, the best expedient they could find, Stk not, I beg thee, to disjoin our death; Might sare the fortune, if not cure the mind: Where'er his corpse by thy command is laid, This means they long propos'd, but little gain'd, Thither let mine in public be convey'd :

Yet, after much pursuit, at length obtaiu'd. Exposid in open view, and side by side,

Hard you may think it was to give consent, Acknowledg'd as a bridegroom and a bride.” But struggling with his own desires he went,

The prince's anguish hinderd his reply: With large expense, and with a pompous train, Aor she, who felt her fate approaching nigh, Provided as to visit France and Spain, Sizid the cold heart, and, heaving to her breast, Or for some distant voyage o'er the main.

Here, precious pledge,” she said, “ securely n-st!" But Love had clipp'd his wings, and cut him short, These accents were her last; the creeping death Confin’d within the purlieus of the court. Broumb'd her senses first, then stopp'd her breath. Three miles he went, nor farther could retreat; Thus she for disobedience justly dy'd :

His travels ended at his country-seat : The site was justly punish'd for his pride : To Chassis' pleasing plains he took his way, The youth, least guilty, suffer'd for th’offence, There pitch'd his tents, and there resolv'd to stay. Of daty violated to his prince;

The spring was in the prime; the neigbbourlig 1 bo, late repenting of his cruel deed,

Supply'd with birds, the choiristers of Love: (grure Ove common sepulchre for both decrred;

Music unbonght, that minister'd delight intoonbd the wretched pair in royal state, To morning walls, and lulld his cares by night: And on their monument inscrib'd their fate. There he discharg'd his friends: but not th’expense

Of frequent treats, and proud magnificence.
He liv'd as kings retire, though more at large

From public business, yet with equal charge;

With house and heart still open to receive;

As well content as Love would give him leare: O, all the cities in Romanian lands,

He would have livd more free; but many a guest, Tbe chief, and must renown'd, Ravenna stands, Who could forsake the friend, pursued the feast, A dorn'd in aneient times with arms and arts, It hapt one moming, as his fancy led, And rich inhabitants, with generous hearts. Before his usual hour be left his bed; Bure Throdore the brave, above the rest,

To walk within a lonely lawn, that stood With gifts of Fortune and of Nature bless'd, On erery side surmunded by a wood: The furemost piace for wealth and honour held, Alone he walk'd, to please his pensive mind, And all in feats of chivalry excell'd.

And sought the deepest solitude to find;

'Twas in a grove of spreading pines he stray'd; Stood Theodore surpris'd in deadly fright,
The winds within the quivering branches play'd, With chattering teeth, and bristling hair upright;
And dancing trees a mournful music made. Yet arm’d with inborn worth,“ Whate'er,” said he,
The place itself was suiting to his care,

“ Thou art, who know'st me better than 1 thee; Uncouth and savage, as the cruel fair.

Or prove thy rightful cause, or be defy'd ;" He wander'd on, unknowing where he went The spectre, fiercely staring, thus reply'd : Lost in the wood, and all on love intent:

“Know, Theodore, thy ancestry 1 claim, The Day already half his race had run,

And Guido Cavalcanti was my name. And summond him to due repast at noon,

One common sire our fathers did beget, But Love could feel no hunger but his own. My name and story some remember yet : Whilst listening to the murmuring leaves he Thee, then a boy, within my arms 1 laid, stood,

When for my sins I lov'd this haughty maid; More than a mile immers'd within the wood, Not less ador'd in life, nor served by me, At once the wind was laid; the whispering sound Than proud Honoria now is lov'd by thee. Was dumb; a rising earthquake rock'd the ground; What did I not her stubborn heart to gain ? With deeper brown the grove was overspread; But all my vows were answer'd with disdain : A sudden horrour seized his giddy head,

She scorn'd my sorrows, and despis'd my pain. And his ears tinkled, and his colour fled.

Long time 1 dragg'd my days in fruitless care; Nature was in alarm; some danger nigh

Then, loathing life, and plung'd in deep despair, Seem threaten'd, though unseen to mortal eye. To finish my unhappy life, I fell Unusd to fear, he summon'd all his soul,

On this sharp sword, and now am damn'd in Hell. And stood collected in himself, and whole;

“ Short was her joy; for soon th' insulting maid Not long: for soon a whirlwind rose around, By Heaven's decree in this cold grave was laid. And from afar he heard a screaming sound, And as in unrepented sin sbe dy'd, As of a dame distress'd, who cry'd for aid, Doom'd to the same bad place is punish'd for her And fill’d with loud laments the secret shade.

pride : A thicket close beside the grove there stood, Because she deemed I well deserv'd to die, With briers and brambles choak’d, and dwarfish And made a merit of her cruelty.

[cast, wood;

[near, There, then, we met; both try'd, and both were From thence the noise, which now, approaching And this irrevocable sentence pass'd; With more distinguish'd notes invades his ear; That she, whom I so long pursu'd in vain, He rais'd his head, and saw a beauteous maid, Should suffer from my hands a lingering pain: With hair dishevell’d, issuing through the shade ; Renew'd to life that she might daily die, Stripp'd of her cloaths, andev'n those parts reveald, I daily doom'd to follow, she to fly; Which modest Nature keeps from sight conceald. No more a lover, but a mortal foe, Her face, her hands, her naked limbs were torn, I seek her life (for love is none below): With passing through the brakes, and prickly thorn; | As often as my dogs with better speed Two mastiffs gaunt and grim her flight pursu'd, Arrest her flight, is she to death decreed : And oft their fasten'd fangs in blood embru’d: Then with this fatal sword, on which I dy'd, Oft they came up, and pinch'd her tender side, I pierce her open back, or tender side, “ Mercy, O mercy, Heaven!” she ran, and cry'd. And tear that harden'd heart from out her breast, When Heaven was nam'd, they loos'd their hold Which, with her entrails, makes my hungry again,

hounds a feast. Then sprang she forth, they follow'd her amain. Nor lies she long, but, as her Pates ordain,

Not far behind, a knight of swarthy face, Springs up to life, and fresh to second pain, High on a coal-black steed pursu'd the chase; Is sav'd to-day, to-morrow to be slain.” With flashing flames his ardent eyes were fillid, This, vers'd in death, th' infernal knight relates, And in his hand a naked sword he held:

And then for proof fulfill'd the common fates; He cheer'd the dogs to follow her who fled, Her heart and bowels through her back he drew, And vow'd revenge on her devoted head.

And fed the hounds that help'd him to pursue, As Theodore was born of noble kind,

Stern look'd the fiend, as frustrate of his will, The brutal action rous'd his manly mind; Not half suffic'd, and greedy yet to kill. Mov'd with unworthy usage of the maid,

And now the soul, expiring through the wound, He, though unarm’d, resolv'd to give ber aid. Had left the body breathless on the ground, A saplin pine he wrench'd from out the ground, When thus the grisly spectre spoke again: The readiest weapon that his fury found.

« Behold the fruit of ill-rewarded pain : Thus furnish'd for offence, he cross'd the way As many months as I sustain'd her hate, Betwixt the graceless villain and his prey.

So many years is she condemn'd by Fate The knight came thundering on, but, from afar, To daily death ; and every several place, Thus in imperious tone forbade the war:

Conscious of her disdain and my disgrace, “ Cease, Theodore, to proffer vain relief,

Must witness her just punishment; and be
Nor stop the vengeance of so just a grief; A scene of triumph and revenge to me!
But give me leave to seize my destin'd prey, As in this grove I took my last farewel,
And let Eternal Justice take the way :

As on this very spot of earth I fell,
I but revenge my fate, disdain'd, betray'd, As Friday saw me die, so she my prey
And suffering death for this ungrateful maid." Becomes ev'n here, on this revolving day.”

He said, at once dismounting from the steed; Thus while he spoke the virgin from the ground
For now the hell-hounds with superior speed Upstarted fresh, already clos'd the wound,
Had reach'd the dame, and, fastening on her side, And, unconcern'd for all she felt before,
The ground with issuing streams of purple dy'd, Precipitates her flight along the shore :


The hell-hounds, as ungorg’d with flesh and blood, The hounds at nearer distance hoarsely bay'd;
Pursue their prey, and seek their wonted food : The hunter close pursu'd the visionary maid,
The fiend remounts his courser, mends bis pace; She rent the Heaven with loud laments, iinploring
And all the vision vanish'd from the place.

The gallants, to protect the lady's right, caid.
Long stood the noble youth oppress'd with awe Their faulchions brandish'd at the grisly sprite ;
And stupid at the wondrous things he saw, [law. High on his stirrups he provok'd the fight.
Surpassing common faith, transgressing Nature's Then on the crowd he cast a furious look,
He would have been asleep, and wish'd to wake, And wither'd all their strength before be spoke :
But dreams, he knew, no long impression make, “ Back on your lives; let be," said he, my prey,
Tbough strong at first; if vision, to what end, And let my vengeance take the destin'd way:
But such as must his future state portend? Vain are your arms, and vainer your detence,
His love the damsel, and himself the fiend. Against th' eternal doom of Providence:
Bat yet, reflecting that it could not be

Mine is th' ungrateful maid by Heaven design'd: From Heaven, which cannot impious acts decree, Mercy she would not give, nor mercy shall she Resolv'd within himself to shun the snare,

At this the former tale again he told [find.” Which Hell for his destruction did prepare ; With thundering tone, and dreadful to behold: And, as his better genius should direct,

Sunk were their hearts with horrour of the crime, From an ill cause to draw a good effect.

Nor needed to be warn'd a second time, Inspir'd from Heaven he homeward took his But bore each other back: some knew the face, Nur pall'd his new design with long delay: [way, And all had heard the much-lamented case Bat of his train a trusty servant sent,

Of him who fell for love, and this the fatal place. To call his friends together at his tent.

And now th'infernal minister advanc'd, They came, and, usual salutations paid,

Seiz’d the due victim, and with fury launch'd With words premeditated thus he said:

Her back, and, piercing through her inmost heart, " What you have often counsell’d, to remove Drew backward as before th' offending part. My vain pursuit of unregarded love;

The reeking entrails next he tore away, By thrift my sinking fortune to repair,

And to his meagre mastiffs made a prey. Though late yet is at last become my care : The pale assistants on each other stard, My beart shall be my own; my vast expense With gaping mouths for issuing words prepard; Reducid to bounds, by timely providence : The still-born sounds upon the palate hung, This only I require; invite for me

And dy'd imperfect on the faultering tongue. Hoooria, with her father's family,

The fright was general; but the female band Her friends, and mine; the cause I shall display, (A helpless train) in more confusion stand: On Friday next; for that's th' appointed day." With horrour shuddering, on a heap they run, Well pleas'd were all his friends, the task was light, Sick at the sight of hateful justice done ; The father, mother, daughter, they invite; For Conscience rung th’ alarm, and made the Hardly the dame was drawn to this repast;

case their own. But yet resolv'd, because it was the last.

So, spread upon a lake with upward eye, The day was come, the guests invited came, A plump of fowl behold their foe on high; And, with the rest, th' inexorable dame:

They close their trembling troop; and all attend A feast prepard with riotous expense,

On whom the sowsing eagle will descend. Moch cost, more care, and most magnificence. But most the proud Honoria feard th' event, The place ordain'd was in that haunted grove, And thought to her alone the vision sent. Where the revenging ghost pursu'd his love : Her guilt presents to her distracted mind The tables in a proud pavilion spread,

Heaven's justice, Theodore's revengeful kind, With tlowers below, and tissue overhead :

And the same fate to the same sin assign'd. The rest in rank, Honoria, chief in place,

Already sees berself the monster's prey, Was artfully contriv'd to set her face

And feels her heart and entrails torn away. Tu front the thicket, and behold the chase. 'Twas a mute scene of sorrow, mix'd with fear; The feast was serv'd, the time so well forecast, Still on the table lay th' unfinish'd cheer: That just when the desert and fruits were plac'd, The knight and hungry mastiffs stood around, The fends alarm began; the hollow sound The mangled dame lay breathless on the ground; dung in tbe leaves, the forest shook around. When on a sudden, re-inspird with breath, Air blacken'd, rolld the thunder, groan'd the Again she rose, again to suffer death; ground.

Nor staid the hell-hounds, nor the hunter staid, Nor long before the loud laments arise,

But follow'd, as before, the flying maid : Of one distress'd, and mastiffs mingled cries; Th’avenger took from earth th' avenging sword, And first the dame came rushing through the And mounting light as air his sable steed he wood,


spurrd: And next the famish'd hounds that sought their The clouds dispelld, the sky resum'd her light, And grip'd her flanks, and oft essay'd their jaws And Nature stood recover'd of her fright. ju blood.

But fear, the last of ills, remain'd behind, Last came the felon, on his sable steed,

And horrour heavy sat on every mind. Arm'd with his naked sword, and urg'd his dogs Nor Theodore encourag'd more the feast, to speed.

But sternly look'd, as hatcbing in his breast She ran, and cry'd, her flight directly bent Some deep designs; which when Honoria view'd, (A guest unbidden) to the fatal tent, [ment. The fresh impulse her former fright renew'd; The scene of death, and place ordain'd for punish- She thought herself the trembling dame who fled, Lad was the noise, aghast was every guest, And him the grisly ghost that spurr'd th' infernal 12 women shriek'd, the men forsook the feast;

steed :

The more dismay'd, for when the guests withdrew, The welcome message made, was soon receivid; Their courteous host, saluting all the crew, 'Twas to be wish'd, and hop'd, but searce beRegardless pass'd her o'er; nor grac'd with kind

liev'd; adieu;

Fate seem'd a fair occasion to present; That sting infix'd within her haughty mind He knew the sex, and fear'd she might repent, The downfal of her empire she divin'd;

Should he delay the moment of consent. And her proud heart with secret sorrow pin'd. There yet remaiu'd to gain her friends (a care Home as they went, the sad discourse renew'd The modesty of maidens well might spare); Of the relentless dame to death pursu'd,

But she with such a zeal the cause embrac'd, And of the sight obscene so lately view'd. (As women, where they will, are all in haste) None durst arraign the righteous doom she bore, The father, mother, and the kin beside, Ev'n they who pity'd most, yet blam'd her more: Were overborn by fury of the tide; The parallel they needed not to name,

With full consent of all she chang'd her state; But in the dead they damnd the living dame. Resistless in her love, as in her hate.

At every little noise she look'd behind, By her example warn'd, the rest beware; For still the knight was present to her mind : More easy, less imperious, were the fair; And anxious oft she started on the way,

And that one hunting, which the Devil design'd And thought the horseman-ghost came thundering For one fair female, jost him half the kind.

for his prey.

Return'd, she took her bed with little rest,
But in short slumbers dreamt the funeral feast:
Awak’d, she turn'd her side, and slept again;

The same black vapours mounted in her brain,
And the same dreams return'd with double pain.

Now forc'd to wake, because afraid to sleep,
Her blood all fever'd, with a furious leap

Old as I am, for ladies love unfit,
She sprang from bed, distracted in her mind, The power of beauty I remember yet.
And feard, at every step, a twitching sprite behind. Which once indian'd my soul, and still inspires
Darkling and desperate, with a staggering pace, If love be folly, the severe divine (my wit.
Of death afraid, and conscious of disgrace; Has felt that folly, though he censures mine;
Ftar, Pride, Remorse, at once her heart assail'di, Pollutes the pleasures of a chaste embrace,
Pride put Remorse to fight, but Fear prevail'd. Acts what I write, and propagates in grace,
Friday, the fatal day, when next it came,

With riotous excess, a priestly race. Her soul forethought the fiend would change his Suppose bim free, and that I forge th' offence, And her pursue, or Theodore be slain, [game, He show'd the way, perverting first my sense : And two ghosts join their packs to hunt her o'er | In malice witty, and with venom fraught, the plain.

He makes me speak the things I never thought. This dreadful image so possessid her mind. Compute the gains of his ungovernd zeal; That, desperate any succour else to find,

Ill suits his cloth the praise of railing weil. She ceas'd all farther hope ; and now began The world will think, that what we loosely write, To make reflection on th' unhappy man.

Though now arraign'd, he read with some delight; Rich, brave, and young, who past expression lov'd, Because he seems to chew the cud again, Proof to disdain, and not to be remov'd:

When his broad comment makes the text too plain; Of all the inen respected and admir'd,

And teaches more in one explaining page, Of all the dames, except herself, desir’d:

Than all the double-meanings of the stage. Why not of her? preferr'd above the rest

What needs he paraphrase on what we mean? By him with knightly deeds, and open love pro- We were at worst but wantón; he's obscene. fess'd?

I not my fellows nor myself excuse; So had another been, where he his vows address'd. But love's the subject of the comic Muse; This quell'd her pride, vet other doubts remain'd, Nor can we write without it, nor would you That, once disdaining, she might be disdain'd. A tale of only dry instruction view; The fear was just, but greater fear prevail'd, Nor love is always of a vicious kind, Fear of her life by hellish hounds assail'd :

But oft to virtuous acts inflames the mind, He took a lowering leave; but who can tell, Awakes the sleepy vigour of the soul, What outward hate inight inward love conceal? And, brushing o'er, adds motion to the pool. Her sex's arts she knew; and why not, then, Love, studious how to please, improves our parts Might deep dissembling have a place in men ? With polish'd manners, and adorns with arts. Here hope began to dawn; resolv'd to try, Love first invented verse, and form'd the rhyme, She fix'd on this her utmost remedy:

The motion measur'd, harmoniz'd the chime; Death was behind, but hard it was to die.

To liberal acts enlarg'd the narrow-soul'd, 'Twas time enough at last on Death to call, Softend the fierce, and made the coward bold : The precipice in sight: a shrub was all,

The world, when waste, he peopled with increase, That kindly stood betwixt to break the fatal fall. And warring nations reconcil'd in peace.

One maid she had, belov'd above the rest ; Ormond, the first, and all the fair may find, Secure of her, the secret she confessid;

In this one legend, to their fame design'd, And now the chearful light her fears dispellid, When Beauty fires the blood, how Love exalts the She with no winding turns the truth conceald,

mind. But put the woman off, and stood reveald: With faults confess'd commission'd her to go, In that sweet isle where Venus keeps her court, If pity yet had place, and reconcile her fue; And every Grace, and all the Loves, resort,


[the year.

Where either sex is form'd of softer earth, Long mute he stood, and leaning on his staff, And takes the bent of pleasure from their birth; His wonder witness'd with an idiot laugh; There liy'd a Cyprian lord above the rest

Then would have spoke, but by bis glimmering Wise, wealthy, with a numerous issue bless'd. But as no gift of Fortune is sincere,

First found his want of words, and fear'd offence; Was only wanting in a worthy heir;

Doubted for what he was he should be known, His eldest bord, a goodly youth to view,

By his clown accent, and his country tone, Excell'd the rest in shape, and outward shew, Through the rude chaos thus the running light Fair, tall, his limbs with due proportion join'd, Shot the first ray that pierc'd the native night: Bat of a heavy, dull, degenerate mind.

Then day and darkness in the mass were mix'd, His soul bely'd the features of his face;

Till gather'd in a globe the beams were fix'd : Beauty was there, but beauty in disgrace. Last shone the Sun, who, radiant in his sphere, A clownish mien, a voice with rustic sound, Illumin'd Heaven and Earth, and roll'd around And stupid eyes that ever lov'd the ground. So reason in tbis brutal soul began, He look'd like Nature's errour, as the mind

Love made him first suspect he was a man; And body were not of a piece design’d, (join'd. Love made him doubt his broad barbarian sound; But made for two, and by mistake in one were By love his want of words and wit be found;

The ruling rod, the father's forming care, That sense of want prepard the future way Were exercis'd in vain on Wit's despair;

To knowledge, and disclos'd the promise of a day, The more informd, the less he understood,

What not his father's care, nor tutor's art, And deeper sunk by floundering in the mud. Could plant with pains in his unpolish'd heart, Now scorn'd of all, and grown the public shame,

The best instructor, Love, at once inspir'd, The people from Galesus chang'd his name,

As barren grounds to fruitfulness are fir'd : And Cymnon calPd, which signifies a brute; Love taught him shame; and Shame, with Love at So wdl his name did with his nature suit.

Soon taught the sweet civilities of life; [strife,
His father, when he found his labour lost, His gross material soul at once could find
And care employ'd that answer'd not the cost, Somewhat in her excelling all her kind :
Chose an ungrateful object to remove,

Exciting a desire till then unknown,
And loath'd to see what Nature made him love; Somewhat unfound, or found in her alone.
So to his country farm the fool confin'd;

This made the first impression on his mind,
Rude work well suited with a rustic mind. Above, but just above, the brutal kind.
Thus to the wilds the sturdy Cymon went,

For beasts can like, but not distinguish too, A squire among the swains, and pleas'd with ba- Nor their own liking by reflection know; pishment.

Nor why they like or this or ť other face, His corn and cattle were his only care,

Or judge of this or that peculiar grace ; And bis supreine delight, a country fair.

But love in gross, and stupidly adınire : It happen'd on a summer's holiday,

As fies, allur'd by light, approach the fire, That to the green-wood shade he took his way; Thus our man-beast, advancing by degrees, For Cymon shunn'd the church, aud us'd not First likes the whole, then separates what he sees; much to pray:

On several parts a several praise bestows,

quarter-stail, which he could ne'er forsake, The ruby lips, the well-proportion'd nose,
Huog half before, and half behind his back. The snowy skin, and raven-glossy hair,
He trudg'd alons, unknowing what he sought, The dimpled cheek, and forehead rising fair,
Add wbistled as he went for want of thought. And, ev'n in sleep itself, a smiling air.

By Chance conducted, or by thirst constrain'd, From thence his eyes descending view'd the rest,
The deep recesses of the grove he gaind; Her plump round arms, white hands, and heaving
Wbere, in a plain defended by the wood,

breast. Crept through the matted grass a crystal flood, Long on the last he dwelt, though every part By which an alabaster fountain stood :

A pointed arrow sped to pierce his heart. And on the margin of the fount was laid

Thus in a trice a judge of beauty grown, (Attended by her slaves) a sleeping maid. (A judge erected from a country clown) Lake Dian and her nymphs, when, tir’d with sport, He long'd to see her eyes, in slumber hid, To rest by cool Eurotas they resort:

And wish'd his own could pierce within the lid : The dame berself the goddess well express'd, He would have wak'd ber, but restrain'd lis Sat more distinguish'd by her purple vest,


[taught. Than by the charming features of her face, And Love, new-born, the first good-manuers And er'n in sumber a superior grace:

And awful Fear his ardent wish withstood, Het connely linbs compos'd with decent care,

Nor durst disturb the goddess of the wood. Her body shaded with a slight cymarr;

For such she seem'd by her celestial face, Her bosom to the view was only bare:

Excelling all the rest of human race.
bere to beginning paps were scarcely spy'd, And things divine, by common sense he knew,
Per yet their places were but signify'd:

Must be devoutly seen, at distant view:
Tae fatning wind upon her bosom blows, So checking his desire, with trembling heart
Ty next the fanning wind the bosom rose; Gazing he stood, nor would nor could depart;
The fanning wind, and purling streams, continue Fix'd as a pilgrim wilder'd in his way,
her repose.

Who dares not stir by night, for fear to stray,
The foolci Nature stood with stupid eyes, But stands with awful eyes to watch the dawn of
And gaping mouth that testify'd surprise,

day. Fird on ber face, nor could remove his sight, At length awaking, Iphigene the fair New as be was to love, and novice to delight: (So was the beauty call d who caus'd his care)



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