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And now what transport glow'd in either's eye? On Damon's roof a large assembly sate,
What equal fondness dealt th' allotted food? His roof a refuge to the feather'd kind! What joy each other's likeness to descry,
With serious look he mark'd the grave debate, And future sonnets in the chirping brood !
And to his Delia thus address'd his mind.
“ Observe yon twittring flock, my gentle maid ! A truant schoolboy's wantonness could blast
Observe, and read the wondrous ways of Heav'n! Their flatt’ring hopes, and leave them both to wail.
With us through summer's genial reign they stay'd,
And food and sunshine to their wants were givin. The most ungentle of his tribe was he, No gen'rous precept ever touch'd his heart,
“ But now, by secret instinct taught, they know With concord false, and hideous prosody, He scrawl'd his task, and blunderd o'er his part of blust'ring tempests, and of chilling snow,
The near approach of elemental strife, On mischief bent, he mark'd, with rav'nous eyes, With ev'ry pang and scourge of tender life.
Where wrapp'd in down the callow songsters lay, Then rushing, rudely seiz'd the glitt'ring prize, “ Thus warn'd they meditate a speedy flight, And bore it in his impious hands away!
For this ev'n now they prone their vig'rous wing, But how shall I describe, in numbers rude,
For this each other to the toil excite, The pangs for poor Chrysomitris decreed,
And prove their strength in many a sportive ring. When from her secret stand aghast she view'd The cruel spoiler perpetrate the deed ?
“ No sortow loads their breast, or dims their eye, “O grief of griefs!" with shrieking voice she cried, Nor fear they lanching on the boundless sky,
To quit their wonted haunts, or native home, “ What sight is this that I have liv'd to see!
In search of future settlements to roam.
“ They feel a pow'r, an impulse all divine, “ Was it for this, alas! with weary bill,
That warns them hence; they feel it, and obey ; Was it for this I pois'd th' unwieldy straw? To this direction all their cares resign, For this I bore the moss from yonder bill,
Unknown their destin'd stage, unmark'd their Nor shun'd the pond'rous stick along to draw?
way. “ Was it for this I pick'd the wool with care,
Intent with nicer skill our work to crown? " Peace to your flight ! ye mild, domestic race! For this, with pain, I bent the stubborn hair,
0! for your wings to travel with the Sun! And lin'd our cradle with the thistle's down ? Health brace your nerves, and zephyrs aid your
pace, “ Was it for this my freedom I resign'd,
Till your long voyage happily be done.
“ See, Delia, on my roof your guests to day,
To morrow on my roof your guests no more, “ Was it for this my watchful eyes grow dim? Ere yet 't is night with haste they wing away,
For this the roses on my cheek turn pale? To morrow lands them on some happier shore." Pale is my golden plumage, once so trim! And all my wonted mirth and spirits fail !
How just the moral in this scene conveyd ! “O plund'rer vile! O more than adders fell! And what without a moral ? would we read!
More murth'rous than the cat, with prudish face! Then mark what Damon tells his gentle maid, Fiercer than kites in whom the furies dwell,
And with his lesson register the deed. And thievish as the cuckow's pilf’ring race ! 6 May juicy plumbs for thee forbear to grow,
So youthful joys fly like the summer's gale,
So threats the winter of inclément age,
Life's busy plot a short, fantastic tale!
And Nature's changeful scenes the shifting stage ! Thus sang the mournful bird her piteous tale,
And does no friendly pow'r to man dispense
Beyond the gloomy grare, and short-liv'd time?
Yes, yes, the sacred oracles we hear,
That point the path to realms of endless joy, That bid our trembling hearts no danger fear,
Though clouds surround, and angry skies annoy.
And gave to wintry storms the varied year,
To southern climes prepar'd their course to steer.
Then let us wisely for our flight prepare,
Nor count this stormy world our fix'd abode, Obey the call, and trust our leader's care,
To smooth the rough, and light the darksome road.
AND ADAPTED TO MUSIC.
At length the winter's howling blasts are o'er,
Array'd in smiles the lovely spring returns, Now fuel'd hearths attractive blaze no more, And ev'ry breast with inward fervour burns.
ADVERTISEMENT. Again the daisies peep, the violets blow,
Tue Comus, Allegro, Il Penseroso, Lycidas, and Again the vocal tenants of the grove,
Samson Agonistes of Milton, have each of them had Forgot the patt'ring hail or driving snow,
the good fortiine to be made choice of as proper Renew the lay to melody and love.
subjects for musical composition ; but no one appears hitherto to have entertained any thoughts of
adapting any part of Paradise Lost to the same use, “ And see, my Delia, see o'er yonder stream,
though confessedly the most capital of all his works, Where, on the bank, the lambs in gambols play, and containing the greatest variety both of sentiAlike attracted by the sunny gleam,
ment, and language susceptible of the graces of that Again the swallows take their wonted way. harmonious art'. Indeed the plan for this purpose
was not so obvious. The others were in a great « Welcome, ye gentle tribe, your sports pursue, measure ready prepared to the composer's hands; Welcome again to Delia and to me,
here the case was different. The several beautiful Your peaceful councils on my roof renew,
passages contained in this poem lay scattered And plan new settlements from danger free. through a wide compass, and it appeared difficult to
assemble, and unite them into any regular and “ Again I 'll listen to your grave debates,
compendious form adapted to public representation. Again I'll hear your twitt'ring songs unfold
This the compiler has attempted by confining himWhat policy directs your wand'ring states,
self to those passages which have a more immediate What bounds are settled, and what tribes enroll'a. reference to the principal story, and omitting what
was more remote, and digressive. In executing this
design he has varied as little as was possible from the “ Again I 'll hear you tell of distant sands,
order of time and language of Milton, and enWhat insect nations rise from Egypt's mud, deavoured not to offend the judgment, at the same What painted swarms subsist on Lybia's sands, time that he consulted the entertainment of the What Ganges yields, and what th’ Euphratean public. flood.
He will not say that he has omitted no particular
beauties of this poem, for not to do this would be “ Thrice happy race! whom Nature's call invites to transcribe the whole; but he can truly say that To travel o'er her realms with active wing,
he has taken some pains to include as many as could To taste her various stores, her best delights, with any propriety be brought within the compass The summer's radiance, and the sweets of spring. of his undertaking, and that it will be no small plea
sure to him to be tlre occasion of making them more “ While we are doom'd to bear the restless change that sister-art, whose expressive strains are the
universally admired, by means of an alliance with Of varying seasons, vapours dank and dry,
only additional ornament of which they were caForbid like you in milder climes to range,
pable. When wintry storms usurp the low'ring sky.
So far was written after the following piece was
entirely finished, and at a time when the compiler “ Yet know the period to your joys assign'd, thought that no one had engaged in the same Know ruin hovers o'er this eartbly ball,
design. In this however he finds he was mistaken, As lofty tow'rs stoop prostrate to the wind, and can truly say, that had he been so much conIts secret props of adamant shall fall.
versant in the musical world as to have known more
“ But when yon radiant Sun shall shine no more,
The spirit, freed from sin's tyrannic sway, On lighter pinions borne than yours, shall soar
To fairer realms, beneath a brighter ray.
1 What Dr. Gregory says of religion in general as a subject for musical composition, may be applied with the strictest propriety to this work in particular, viz. that it affords alınost all the variety of subjects which music can express; the sublime, the joyous, the cheerful, the serene, the devout, the plaintive, the melancholy.
Comparative View of the State and
Faculties of Man, p. 73, 74.
“ To plains ethereal, and celestial bow'rs,
Where wintry storms no rude access obtain, Where blasts no lightning, and no tempest low'rs,
But ever-sniling spring and pleasure reign.”
early that a person of Mr. Stillingfleet's merit and That to the fringed bank, with myrtle crown'd, abilities had undertaken this work, he would cer- Her crystal mirror holds, unite their streams. tainly have declined it: but having spent some time The birds their quire apply_airs, vernal airs in it, and finding that this gentleman's plan does not Breathing the smell of field, or grove attune entirely coincide with his, he hopes he may be ex- The trembling leaves, and whisper whence they stole cused for presenting it to the world after him. Their balmy spoils. About them frisking play'd
He will no further detain the reader than to say, All beasts of th’ earth, since wild, and of all chase that his aim was to furnish the composer with In wood, or wilderness, forest, or den. Milton's own beauties, so adapted as that the capital Sporting the lion ramp'd, and, in his paw, lines and most striking sentiments might naturally Dandled the kid. Bears, tigers, ounces, pards offer themselves to musical distinction, rather'than Gambol'd before them. Th’ unwieldly elephant, form words for that purpose, as he thought had been 'To make them mirth, us’d all his might, and done in other compositions of a like nature, in a
His braided train, and of his fatal guile
For valour he, and contemplation form’d,
For softness she, and sweet attractive grace!
Sole partner, and sole part of all these joys,
That made us, and, for us, this ample world, UNDER a tuft of shade, that, on a green,
Be infinitely good, and, of his good
From as no other service, than to keep
In Paradise, that bear delicious fruit
So various, not to taste that only tree
Of knowledge, planted by the tree of life.
Then let us ever praise him, and extol
flow'rs, A whole day's journey high.) Around them grew Which, were it toilsome, yet with thee were sweet. All trees of noblest kind for sight, smell, taste, And all amid them grew the tree of life, High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit Of vegetable gold; and next to Life, Our death! the tree of knowledge grew fast by.
.....O thou ! for whom Here waving boughs wept od'rous gums and balm: And from whom I was form'd! Flesh of thy flesh! On others fruit, burnish'd with golden rind, And without whom am to no end ! My guide, Hung amiable: betwixt them lawns, and downs, And head! what thou hast said is just and right: Or palmy hillock, or the flow'ry lap
For we indeed to him all praises owe, Of some irriguous valley spread her store, And daily thanks: I chiefly, who enjoy Flow'rs of all hues, and without thorn the rose. So much the happier lot, enjoying thee. Another side umbrageous grots, and caves Of cool recess ! o'er which the mantling vine Lays forth her purple grape, and gently creeps That day I oft remember, when from sleep Luxuriant. Meanwhile murm'ring waters fall I first awak’d, and found myself repos'd Down the slope hills dispers'd, or, in a lake, Under a shade of Aow'rs, much wond'ring where,
And what I was, whence thither brought, and how.
Silence accompanied : for beast, and bird, Smooth lake, that to me seem'd another sky. They to their grassy couch, these to their nests As I bent down to look, just opposite,
Were slunk: all but the wakeful nightingale! A shape within the watry gleam appear'd,
She all night long her am'rous descant sung. Bending to look on me. I started back,
Silence was pleas'd. Now glow'd the firmameut It started back. But, pleas'd, I soon return'd, With living sapphires. Hesperus, that led Pleas'd it return'd as soon, with answ'ring looks The starry host, rode brightest, till the Moon, Of sympathy and love. There I had fix?d
Rising in clouded majesty, at length, Mine eyes till now, and pin'd with vain desire, Apparent queen! unveil'd her peerless light, Had not a voice thus warn'd me. “What thou see'st, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw. What there thou see'st, fair creature! is thyself.
When Adam thus to Eve.
Pair consort! th' hour Whose image thou art-him thou shalt enjoy Of night, and all things now retir'd to rest, Inseparably thine, to him shalt bear
Mind us of like repose: since God hath set Multitudes like thyself, and thence be call'd Labour and rest, as day and night, to men Mother of human race.” What could I do, Successive; and the tiinely dew of sleep, But follow straight, invisibly thus led?
Now falling with soft slumb'rous weight, inclines Till I espied thee, fair, indeed, and tall,
Our eye-lids. Ere fresh morning streak the east Under a platan. Yet methought less fair, With first approach of light, we must be ris'n, Less winning soft, less amiably mild,
And at our pleasant labour to reform
Our walk at noon, with branches overgrown.
........' Return, fair Exe! Whom fly'st thou? whom thou Ay'st, of him thou My author and disposer, what thou bid'st art,
Unargu'd I obey, so God ordains. His flesh, his bone! To give thee being I lent
God is thy law, thou mine. To know no more Out of my side to thee, nearest my heart,
Is woman's happiest knowledge, and her praise. Substantial life, to have thee by my side, Henceforth an individual solace dear. Part of my soul I seek thee, and thee claim “ With thee conversing, I forget all time. My other half. With that thy gentle hand All seasons, and their change, all please alike. Seiz'd mine ; I yielded-and from that time see
Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, How beauty is excell'd by manly grace,
With charm of earliest birds! Pleasant the Sun ! And wisdom, which alone is truly fair.
When first on this delightful land he spreads ·
His orient beams on herb, tree, fruit, and flow'r, RECITATIVE.
Glist'ring with dew: fragrant the fertile Earth, So spake our gen'ral mother, and with eyes
After soft show'rs! and sweet the coming on Of conjugal affection, unreprov'd,
Of grateful evening mild; the silent Night, And meek surrender, half embracing lean'd With this her solemn bird ; and this fair Moon, On our first father. Half her swelling breast And those the gems of Heav'n, her starry train! Naked met his, under the flowing gold
But neither breath of Morn, when she ascends, Of her loose tresses hid. He, in delight
With charm of earliest birds, nor rising Sun Both of her beauty and submissive charms, On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flow'r, Smild with superior love, and press'd her lip Glist'ring with dew, nor fragrance after show'rs, With kisses pure. Thus they iņ am'rous sport, Nor grateful evening mild, nor silent Night, As well beseems fair couple, link'd as they,
With this her solemn bird, nor walk by Moon, In happy nuptial league, their minutes pass’d, Or glitt'ring star-light without thee is sweet." Crown'd with sublime delight. The loveliest pair That ever yet in love's embraces met:
RECITATIVE. Adam the goodliest man of men since born
Thus talking, hand in hand, alone they pass'd His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve!
On to their blissful bow'r. It was a place,
Chos'n by the Sov'reign Planter, when he fram'd CHORUS.
All things to man's delightful use; the roof, “ Hail! Hymen's first, accomplish'd pair! Of thickest covert, was in woven shade, Goodliest he of all his sons !
Laurel and myrtle, and what higher grew
Of firm and fragrant leaf; on either side,
Acanthus, and each od'rous bushy shrub,
Fenc'd up the verdant wall, each beauteous flow'r, Goodliest he of all his sons !
Iris, all hues, roses, and jessamine (wrought Of her daughters she most fair.”
Reard high their flourish'd heads between, and VOL. XVII.
Mosaic; under foot the violet,
Close at his side, in naked beauty lay, Crocus, and hyacinth, with rich inlay,
Beauty! which, whether waking, or asleep,
Leaning, half rais'd, with looks of cordial love
..“ Awake! Espoused Eve deck'd first her nuptial bed, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, And heav'nly quires the Hymenæan sung.
Heav'n's last, best gift, my ever new delight, Thus at their shady lodge arriv'd, both stood, Awake! the morning shines, and the fresh field Both turn'd, and, under open sky, ador'd
Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring The God that made both sky, air, Earth, and Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, Heav'n,
What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed; Which they beheld, the Moon's resplendent globe, How Nature paints her colours; how the bee And starry pole.
Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweets.”
“ Thou also mad'st the night,
Adam ! well may we labour still to dress
These paths and bow'rs doubt not but our joint ACT II. SCENE I.
bands Will keep from wilderness with ease as wide As we need walk, till younger hands ere long
Assist us. But if much converse perhaps O! For that warning voice, which he, who saw
Thee satiate, to short absence I could yield, Th’ Apocalypse, beard cry in Heav'n aloud,
For solitude sometimes is best society, Then when the Dragon, put to second rout,
And short retirement urges sweet return. Came furious down, to be reveng'd on men,
But other doubt possesses me, lest harm Woe to the inhabitants of th' Earth! that now
Befall thee sever'd from me; for thou know'st While time was, our first parents had been warn'd
What hath been warn'd us, what malicious foe, The coming of their secret foe, and 'scap'd,
Envying our happiness, and of bis own Haply so 'scap'd his mortal snare; for now
Despairing, seeks to work us woe, and shame, Satan, now first inflam’d with rage, came down,
By sly assault; and somewhere, nigh at hand, The tempter, ere th' accuser of mankind.
Watches no doubt, with greedy hope, to find
Hopeless to circumvent us join'd, where each He, who sits enthron'd on high,
To other speedy aid might lend at need. Above the circle of the sky,
Then leave not, I advise, the faithful side Sees his rage, and mocks his toil,
Which gave thee being, shades thee, and protects. Which on himself shall soon recoil : In the snare, with malice, wrought For others, shall his feet be caught.
“ The wife, where danger or dishonour lurks,
Safest, and seemliest near her husband stays, SCENE JI.
Who guards her, or with her the worst endures."
RECITATIVE. Now Morn her rosy steps in th'eastern clime Advancing, sow'd the earth with orient pearl, When Adam wak’d, so custom’d, for his sleep Offspring of Heav'n and Earth, and all Earth's lord! Was airy light, from pure digestion bred,
That such an enemy we have, who seeks And temp’rate vapours bland, which th' only sound | Our ruin, oft inform'd by thee, I learn. Of leaves, and fuming rills, Aurora's fan,
But that thou should'st my firmness therefore doubt, Lightly dispers’d, and the shrill matin song To God, or thee, because we have a fue Of birds on ev'ry bough. Unwaken'd Eve May tempt it, I expected not to hear.