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Ah, mighty God with fhame I fpeak 't, and grief,
Ah, that our greatest faults were in belief!

And our weak reason were ev'n weaker yet,
Rather than thus our wills too ftrong for it!
His faith, perhaps, in fome nice tenets might
Be wrong; his life, I 'm fure, was in the right;
And I myself a Catholick will be,

So far at least, great Saint! to pray to thee.
Hail, bard triumphant! and fome care bestow
On us, the poets militant below!

Oppos'd by our old enemy, adverse Chance,
Attack'd by Envy and by Ignorance;
Enchain'd by Beauty, tortur'd by Desires,
Expos'd by Tyrant-Love to favage beafts and fires.
Thou from low earth in nobler flames didst rise,
And, like Elijah, mount alive the fkies.
Elifha-like (but with a wish much less,
More fit thy greatnefs and my littleness)
Lo! here I beg (I, whom thou once didft prove
So humble to esteem, fo good to love)

Not that thy fpirit might on me doubled be,

I afk but half thy mighty spirit for me :

And, when my Mufe foars with so strong a wing,

"Twill learn of things divine, and first of thee, to fing.

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In mighty numbers, mighty things,
Begin, my Mufe! but lo! the ftrings
To my great fong rebellious prove;
The ftrings will found of nought but love.
I broke them all, and put on new ;
'Tis this or nothing fure will do.
Thefe fure (faid I) will me obey;
Thefe, fure, heroick notes will play.
Strait I began with thundering Jove,
And all th' immortal powers; but Love,
Love smil'd, and from my' enfeebled lyre
Came gentle airs, fuch as inspire
Melting love and foft defire.

Farewell then, heroes! farewell, kings!
And mighty numbers, mighty things!
Love tunes my heart just to my strings.

DRIN

II.

K IN G.

HE thirfty earth foaks up the rain,

Tand drinke, and gapes for drink again.

The plants fuck-in the earth, and are
With conftant drinking fresh and fair;
The sea itself (which one would think
Should have but little need of drink)
Drinks ten thousand rivers up,
So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
The bufy fun (and one would guess
By 's drunken fiery face no lefs)
Drinks up the fea, and, when he 'as done,
The moon and stars drink up the fun :
They drink and dance by their own light;
They drink and revel all the night.
Nothing in nature 's fober found,
But an eternal health goes round.
Fill up the bowl then, fill it high,
Fill all the glaffes there; for why
Should every creature drink but I;
Why, man of morals, tell me why ?

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III. BEAUTY.

III.

BE A UT Y.

LIBERAL Nature did difpenfe

To all things arms for their defence;
And some she arms with finewy force,
And fome with swiftness in the course;
Some with hard hoofs or forked claws,
And fome with horns or tusked jaws :
And fome with fcales, and fome with wings,
And some with teeth, and some with stings.
Wisdom to man fhe did afford,

Wisdom for fhield, and wit for fword.
What to beauteous womankind,

What arms, what armour, has she' affign'd ?

Beauty is both; for with the fair

What arms, what armour, can compare?
What steel, what gold, or diamond,
More impaffible is found"?

And yet what flame, what lightning, e'er
So great an active force did bear?
They are all weapon, and they dart

Like porcupines from every part.

Who can,

alas! their ftrength express, Arm'd, when they themselves undress, Cap-a-pe with nakedness ?

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IV. THE

IV.

THE DUE L.

YES, I will love then, I will love s

I will not now Love's rebel prove,

Though I was once his enemy;
Though ill-advis'd and stubborn I,
Did to the combat him defy.
An helmet, fpear, and mighty shield,
Like fome new Ajax, I did wield.
Love in one hand his bow did take,
In th' other hand a dart did shake;
But yet in vain the dart did throw,
In vain he often drew the bow ;
So well my armour did refift,
So oft by flight the blow I mist:

But, when I thought all danger past,
His quiver empty'd quite at last,
Inftead of arrow or of dart

He shot himself into my heart.

The living and the killing arrow

Ran through the skin, the flesh, the blood,

And broke the bones, and scorch'd the marrow,

No trench or work of life withstood.

In vain I now the walls maintain;

I fet out guards and scouts in vain ;
Since th' enemy does within remain.

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