Heav'n fends, quoth I, this difcord for our good; A lion fo with felf-provoking smart, L For drinking of HEALTHS. ET brutes, and vegetals, that cannot think, So far as drought, and nature, urges, drink: A more indulgent mistress guides our spirits, Reason, that dares beyond our appetites : She would our care, as well as thirst, redress ; And with Divinity rewards excess. Deferted ARIADNE, thus fupply'd, Did perjur'd THESEUS' cruelty deride: BACCHUS embrac`d, from her exalted thought Banifh'd the man, her paffion, and his fault. BACCHUS and PHOEBUS are by Jove ally'd, And each by other's timely heat fupply'd: All that the grapes owe to his rip'ning fires, Is paid in Numbers which their juice infpires. Wine fills the veins, and healths are understood, To give our friends a title to our blood: Who, naming me, doth warm his courage fo, Shews for my fake what his bold hand would do. C SONG. I. HLORIS farewel! I now must go : Thy eyes prevail upon me fo, I fhall prove blind, and lose my way. II. Fame II. Fame of thy beauty, and thy youth, III. For I'm engag'd by word, and oath, But what affurance can I take? When thou, foreknowing this abuse, For fome more worthy lover's fake, May'st leave me with so just excufe. V. For thou may'ft fay, 'twas not thy fault To break thy oath, to mend thy love. No, CHLORIS, no: I will return, VII. Then shall my love this doubt difplace, Of my Lady ISABELLA playing on the lute. UCH moving founds, from fuch a careless touch! founder and we fa much What art is this, that with fo little pains E 2 Small Small force there needs to make them tremble fo; To a LADY finging a Song of his compofing. When you vouchsafe to breathe my thought, That, like a spirit with this spell Of my own teaching I am caught. That eagle's fate and mine are one, Which, on the shaft that made him die, Efpy'd a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to foar fo high. Had ECHO, with fo fweet a grace, NARCISSUS' loud complaints return'd, Not for reflection of his face, But of his voice, the boy had burn'd. BE Of Mrs. ARDEN. EHOLD, and liften, while the Fair of Of the Marriage of the DWARFS. DESIGN, not chance, make others wive; But nature did this match contrive: EVE might as well have ADAM fled, To him, for whom heav'n feem'd to frame, Thrice happy is that humble pair, Beneath the level of all care! As if the world held none but them. Does to his GALATEA feem : None may prefume her faith to prove ; Ah, CHLORIS! that kind nature thus TR LOVE'S FAREWELL. READING the path to nobler ends, And this refolve no mortal dame, None but thofe eyes could have o'erthrown: Thus the tall oak, which now aspires Grown, and defign'd, for nobler use, From a CHILD. MADAM, as in fome climes the warmer fun Makes it full fummer, e'er the spring's begun : And with ripe fruit the bending boughs can load, Before our violets dare look abroad: So, measure not by any cominon use, The early love your brighter eyes produce. TH On a GIRDLE. HAT which her flender waist confin'd, It was my heav'ns extremeft fphere, A narrow compafs! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair : Give me but what this riband bound, Take all the reft the fun goes round. Το |