192:00,000@@@@@| 192:00,000[' ]| 192:01,000[' ]| 192:01,001[A ]| As when the famed artificer of Greece 192:01,002[A ]| With wondrous art but ill success 192:01,003[A ]| Contrived his own and captive son's escape 192:01,004[A ]| By$4$ wings which$6#1$ he with inspired craft did shape, 192:01,005[A ]| He taught the youth how safely he might glide 192:01,006[A ]| And keep a mean between the sun and tide, 192:01,007[A ]| So$3$ you, learned friend, with equal art 192:01,008[A ]| To$4$ me the wings of poesy impart: 192:01,009[A ]| Before me through the spacious sphere 192:01,010[A ]| A steady course you steer; 192:01,011[A ]| There you securely wonders act 192:01,012[A ]| And the eyes of all attract, 192:01,013[A ]| Whilst I unfortunate 192:01,014[A ]| Like$4$ Icarus die but with less glorious fate! 192:01,015[A ]| He soaring fell, I flag below, 192:01,016[A ]| Where with damp wings, disabled to$9$ pursue, 192:01,017[A ]| I yield me lost, and plunging down 192:01,018[A ]| In$4$ deep oblivion drown. 192:02,000@@@@@| 192:02,000[' ]| 192:02,001[A ]| Dispatch and to$4$ the myrtle grove convey 192:02,002[A ]| Whatever with the natural palate suits: 192:02,003[A ]| The dairy's store with salads, roots and fruits. 192:02,004[A ]| I mean to$9$ play the epicure today! 192:02,005[A ]| Let nought be wanting to$9$ complete 192:02,006[A ]| Our bloodless treat; 192:02,007[A ]| But bloodless let it be, for$3$ I have decreed 192:02,008[A ]| The grape alone for$4$ this repast shall bleed. 192:02,009[A ]| Sit worthy friends ~~ but before we feed 192:02,010[A ]| Let Love be expelled the company. 192:02,011[A ]| Let no$2$ man's mirth here interrupted be 192:02,012[A ]| With thought of any scornful little she! 192:02,013[A ]| Fall to$4$ my friends. Trust me the cheer is good! 192:02,014[A ]| Ah! if our bliss we understood, 192:02,015[A ]| How should we bless the indulgent fates! 192:02,016[A ]| Indulgent fates, that$6#1$ with content have stored 192:02,017[A ]| Our rural board; 192:02,018[A ]| A rarity never found amongst the cates 192:02,019[A ]| Of most voluptuous potentates. 192:03,000@@@@@| 192:03,000[' ]| 192:03,001[A ]| By$4$ what wild frenzy was I led 192:03,002[A ]| That$3$ with a muse I needs must wed? 192:03,003[A ]| Whose dower consists of popular fame, 192:03,004[A ]| The short possession of a name! 192:03,005[A ]| Yet with what trouble and debate 192:03,006[A ]| The owner holds this poor estate, 192:03,007[A ]| Where after long expense and toil 192:03,008[A ]| He starves on$4$ the ungrateful soil. 192:03,009[A ]| The fields and groves which$6#1$ poets feign 192:03,010[A ]| The curious fancy entertain, 192:03,011[A ]| But yields no$2$ nourishing grain or fruit 192:03,012[A ]| The craving stomach to$9$ recruit. 192:03,013[A ]| With thirsty tongue the rhymer sings 192:03,014[A ]| Of nectar and Olympian springs. 192:03,015[A ]| And such I fear the fairy ground 192:03,016[A ]| Of their Elysium will$1$ be found; 192:03,017[A ]| A mere fools' paradise and fit 192:03,018[A ]| For$4$ such as will$1$ be men of wit. 192:03,019[A ]| Yet fain would I that$6#2$ rhymer know 192:03,020[A ]| That$6#1$ raves not of the shades below, 192:03,021[A ]| Whose verse describes not there each hill, 192:03,022[A ]| Each flowery vale and wandering rill, 192:03,023[A ]| With such precise particular care, 192:03,024[A ]| As he had been a native there; 192:03,025[A ]| When, maugre all his art and pains, 192:03,026[A ]| What are his gay Elysian plains 192:03,027[A ]| But an imaginary cheat, 192:03,028[A ]| Utopias formed in$4$ the wild conceit, 192:03,029[A ]| When with poetic calenture 192:03,030[A ]| It is seized, and death alone can cure. 192:04,000@@@@@| 192:04,000[' ]| 192:04,001[A ]| How well these frozen floods now represent 192:04,002[A ]| Those crystal waters of the firmament. 192:04,003[A ]| Though hurricanes should rage, they could not now 192:04,004[A ]| So$5#1$ much as curl the solid water's brow; 192:04,005[A ]| Proud fleets, whose stubborn cables scarce withstood 192:04,006[A ]| The impetuous shock of the unstable flood, 192:04,007[A ]| In$4$ watery ligaments are restrained 192:04,008[A ]| More strict than when in$4$ binding ooze detained. 192:04,009[A ]| But though their services at present fail, 192:04,010[A ]| Ourselves without the aid of tide or gale 192:04,011[A ]| On$4$ keels of polished steel securely sail. 192:04,012[A ]| From every creek to$4$ every point we rove 192:04,013[A ]| And in$4$ our lawless passage swifter move 192:04,014[A ]| Than fish beneath us or than fowl above. 192:05,000@@@@@| 192:05,000[' ]| 192:05,001[A ]| Dull mortals, with the same preposterous breath 192:05,002[A ]| We bless Love's darts and curse the shafts of death. 192:05,003[A ]| The author of our ills a god we style 192:05,004[A ]| But the redresser of those wrongs revile. 192:05,005[A ]| Yet, gentle death, though rudely treated, still 192:05,006[A ]| Persists in$4$ generous charity to$9$ kill 192:05,007[A ]| And cure the ungrateful even against their will$0$! 192:05,008[A ]| Ah, should he once in$4$ just resentment give 192:05,009[A ]| Our wishes and permit us ever live, 192:05,010[A ]| What should age do when soul and body jar 192:05,011[A ]| And loathe each other like$4$ an ill-wed pair? 192:05,012[A ]| Can envious fiends a penalty invent 192:05,013[A ]| That$6#1$ shall than loathed embraces more torment? 192:05,014[A ]| But friendly death absolves us from this curse 192:05,015[A ]| And, when the parties clash, makes a divorce. 192:06,000@@@@@| 192:06,000[' ]| 192:06,001[A ]| From Aurora's spicy bed 192:06,002[A ]| Phoebus rears his sacred head, 192:06,003[A ]| His coursers advancing, 192:06,004[A ]| Curvetting and prancing. 192:06,005[A ]| Phoebus strives in$4$ vain to$9$ tame them 192:06,006[A ]| With ambrosia fed too high. 192:06,007[A ]| Phoebus ought not now to$9$ blame them, 192:06,008[A ]| Wild and eager to$9$ survey 192:06,009[A ]| The fairest pageant of the sea. 192:06,010[A ]| Tritons and Nereids come pay your devotion 192:06,011[A ]| To$4$ the new rising star of the ocean. 192:06,012[A ]| Look down ye orbs and see 192:06,013[A ]| A new divinity 192:06,014[A ]| Whose lustre does outshine 192:06,015[A ]| Your fainter beams and half eclipses mine. 192:06,016[A ]| Give Phoebus leave to$9$ prophesy, 192:06,017[A ]| Phoebus that$6#1$ all events can see. 192:06,018[A ]| Ten thousand, thousand harms 192:06,019[A ]| From such prevailing charms 192:06,020[A ]| To$4$ gods and men must instantly ensue. 192:06,021[A ]| And if the deities above 192:06,022[A ]| Are victims of the powers of love, 192:06,023[A ]| What must wretched mortals do? 192:06,024[A ]| Fear not Phoebus, fear not me, 192:06,025[A ]| A harmless deity. 192:06,026[A ]| These are my guards ye view. 192:06,027[A ]| What can these blind archers do? 192:06,028[A ]| Blind they are, but strike the heart. 192:06,029[A ]| What Phoebus says is always true: 192:06,030[A ]| They wound indeed but it is a pleasing smart. 192:06,031[A ]| Earth and skies address their duty 192:06,032[A ]| To$4$ the sovereign queen of beauty, 192:06,033[A ]| All resigning 192:06,034[A ]| None repining 192:06,035[A ]| At her undisputed sway. 192:06,036[A ]| To$4$ Phoebus and Venus our homage we will$1$ pay: 192:06,037[A ]| Her charms bless the night as his beams blest the day. 192:06,038[A ]| See the spring in$4$ all her glory 192:06,039[A ]| Welcomes Venus to$4$ the shore. 192:06,040[A ]| Smiling hours are now before you, 192:06,041[A ]| Hours that$6#1$ may return no$2$ more. 192:06,042[A ]| Our youth and form declare 192:06,043[A ]| For$4$ what we were designed. 192:06,044[A ]| It was nature made us fair 192:06,045[A ]| And you must make us kind. 192:06,046[A ]| He that$6#1$ fails of addressing, 192:06,047[A ]| It is but just he should fail of possessing. 192:06,048[A ]| Jolly shepherds come away 192:06,049[A ]| To$9$ celebrate this genial day, 192:06,050[A ]| And take the friendly hours you vow to$9$ pay. 192:06,051[A ]| Now make trial 192:06,052[A ]| And take no$2$ denial, 192:06,053[A ]| Now carry your game ~~ or forever give over. 192:06,054[A ]| Let us love and happy live, 192:06,055[A ]| Possess those smiling hours, 192:06,056[A ]| The more auspicious powers 192:06,057[A ]| And gentle planets give. 192:06,058[A ]| Prepare those soft returns to$9$ meet 192:06,059[A ]| That$6#1$ makes love's torments sweet. 192:06,060[A ]| Tell, tell me, prithee Dolly, 192:06,061[A ]| And leave thy melancholy, 192:06,062[A ]| Why on$4$ the plains the nymphs and swains 192:06,063[A ]| This morning are so$5#1$ jolly? 192:06,064[A ]| By$4$ zephyr's gentle blowing 192:06,065[A ]| And Venus graces flowing. 192:06,066[A ]| The sun has been to$9$ court our queen 192:06,067[A ]| And tired the spring with wooing. 192:06,068[A ]| The sun does gild our bowers, 192:06,069[A ]| The spring does yield us flowers: 192:06,070[A ]| She sends the vine, 192:06,071[A ]| He makes the wine, 192:06,072[A ]| To$9$ charm our happy hours. 192:06,073[A ]| She gives our flocks their feeding, 192:06,074[A ]| He makes them fit for$4$ breeding. 192:06,075[A ]| She decks the plain 192:06,076[A ]| He fills the grain, 192:06,077[A ]| And makes it worth the weeding. 192:06,078[A ]| But the jolly nymph Thetis that$6#1$ long his love sought 192:06,079[A ]| Has flustered him now with a large morning's draught. 192:06,080[A ]| Let us go and divert him whilst he is mellow: 192:06,081[A ]| You know in$4$ his cups he is a hot-headed fellow. 192:07,000@@@@@| 192:07,000[' ]| 192:07,001[A ]| All that$6#1$ we know the angels do above, 192:07,002[A ]| I have read, is that$3$ they sing and that$3$ they love. 192:07,003[A ]| The vocal part we have tonight performed, 192:07,004[A ]| And if by$4$ love our hearts not yet are warmed, 192:07,005[A ]| Great providence has still more bounteous been 192:07,006[A ]| To$9$ save us from those grand deceivers, men. 192:07,007[A ]| Here blessed with innocence and peace of mind, 192:07,008[A ]| Not only bred to$4$ virtue but inclined, 192:07,009[A ]| We flourish and defy all human kind. 192:07,010[A ]| Art's curious garden thus we learn to$9$ know, 192:07,011[A ]| And here secure from nipping blasts we grow. 192:07,012[A ]| Let the vain fop range over yon vile, lewd town, 192:07,013[A ]| Learn play-house wit and vow it is all his own; 192:07,014[A ]| Let him cock, huff, strut, ogle, lie and swear, 192:07,015[A ]| How he is admired by$4$ such and such a player: 192:07,016[A ]| All is one to$4$ us, his charms have here no$2$ power; 192:07,017[A ]| Our hearts have just the temper as before. 192:07,018[A ]| Besides, to$9$ show we live with strictest rules, 192:07,019[A ]| Our nunnery door is charmed to$9$ shut out fools. 192:07,020[A ]| No$2$ love toy here can pass to$4$ private view, 192:07,021[A ]| Nor china orange crammed with billet-doux. 192:07,022[A ]| Rome may allow strange tricks to$9$ please her sons, 192:07,023[A ]| But we are protestants and English nuns. 192:07,024[A ]| Like$4$ nimble fawns and birds that$6#1$ bless the spring, 192:07,025[A ]| Unscared by$4$ turning times we dance and sing. 192:07,026[A ]| We hope to$9$ please, but if some critic here 192:07,027[A ]| Fond of his wit designs to$9$ be severe, 192:07,028[A ]| Let not his patience be worn out too soon 192:07,029[A ]| And in$4$ few years we shall be all in$4$ tune. 192:08,000@@@@@| 192:08,000[' ]| 192:08,000[A ]| 192:08,000[A ]| 192:08,001[A ]| Malignant humour, poison to$4$ my blood! 192:08,002[A ]| Bane of those active spirits that$6#1$ glide 192:08,003[A ]| And sport within the circling tide, 192:08,004[A ]| As fish expire in$4$ an infected flood. 192:08,005[A ]| When all the horizon of my soul is clear, 192:08,006[A ]| And I suspect no$2$ change of weather near, 192:08,007[A ]| Straight like$4$ a sudden storm I find 192:08,008[A ]| Thy black fumes gathering in$4$ my mind, 192:08,009[A ]| Transforming all Egyptian darkness there, 192:08,010[A ]| Darkness where nought occurs to$4$ sight 192:08,011[A ]| But flashes more amazing than the night 192:08,012[A ]| And fiery spectres gliding through the troubled air. 192:08,013[A ]| Sleep that$6#1$ in$4$ other maladies brings ease, 192:08,014[A ]| Feeds and enrages this disease; 192:08,015[A ]| For$3$ when my weary lids I close 192:08,016[A ]| And slumber, it is without repose. 192:08,017[A ]| This fury still into my dreams will$1$ creep 192:08,018[A ]| To$9$ hag my timorous fancy while I sleep. 192:08,019[A ]| Through charnel houses then I am led, 192:08,020[A ]| Those gloomy mansions of the dead, 192:08,021[A ]| Where pensive ghosts by$4$ their loved relics stay 192:08,022[A ]| And curse the approaching day. 192:08,023[A ]| By$4$ merciless foes pursued and taken, 192:08,024[A ]| Oft ship-wrecked on$4$ the main, 192:08,025[A ]| Beneath the floods I seem to$9$ dive; 192:08,026[A ]| Oft in$4$ wild Sarra's desert forced to$9$ engage 192:08,027[A ]| Some savage monster's rage; 192:08,028[A ]| Oft, Typhon-like, beneath a mountain's weight I strive. 192:08,029[A ]| Might I the book of fate peruse 192:08,030[A ]| To$9$ read the lot for$4$ me designed 192:08,031[A ]| I should, perhaps, auspicious find 192:08,032[A ]| Those planets I accuse. 192:08,033[A ]| But whilst for$4$ information I 192:08,034[A ]| Consul the false astrology 192:08,035[A ]| Of melancholy fear, 192:08,036[A ]| Dark and overcast my future days appear. 192:08,037[A ]| All possible misfortunes while I dread, 192:08,038[A ]| I draw all possible misfortunes on$4$ my head. 192:08,039[A ]| Whilst this solicitous fear of future ill 192:08,040[A ]| My credulous thought employs, 192:08,041[A ]| Though false its augury yet it destroys 192:08,042[A ]| My present rest, and still 192:08,043[A ]| Diverts me from pursuit of certain joys 192:08,044[A ]| Who$6#1$ seeks for$4$ happiness with nicest care 192:08,045[A ]| Must watch its seasons and frequent its haunt. 192:08,046[A ]| Delight is a rich tender plant 192:08,047[A ]| That$6#1$ springs not in$4$ all soils and all the year. 192:08,048[A ]| It is like$4$ the manna which$6#1$ in$4$ plenty lay, 192:08,049[A ]| If early sought around 192:08,050[A ]| Each Hebrew's tent but, if till heat of day 192:08,051[A ]| Their search they did delay, 192:08,052[A ]| The ambrosial food was nowhere to$9$ be found. 192:09,000@@@@@| 192:09,000[A ]| 192:09,001[A ]| Certes, of all well-meaning fools, thy fate 192:09,003[A ]| Hadst thou, Domitian-like, in$4$ catching flies 192:09,004[A ]| Employed thy privacy, thou hadst passed for$4$ wise. 192:09,005[A ]| For$3$ what should hinder thee, but thou mayst catch 192:09,006[A ]| As fast as he, and be the emperor's match. 192:09,007[A ]| But whilst thy solitary hours are spent 192:09,008[A ]| In$4$ scribbling tedious systems to$9$ prevent 192:09,009[A ]| The world's mistakes, its follies to$9$ reform, 192:09,010[A ]| Thou mayst as well pretend to$9$ lay a storm. 192:09,011[A ]| Go, cut the Caspian lake a road to$4$ the ocean, 192:09,012[A ]| Contrive an engine with perpetual motion, 192:09,013[A ]| Make Machiavellians of the Red-Bull rout, 192:09,014[A ]| Jilts constant, brokers honest, bawds devout. 192:09,015[A ]| If these adventures seem unfeasible, 192:09,016[A ]| At least enough to$9$ pose Don*Sidrophel, 192:09,017[A ]| Then think how frantically thou didst devise 192:09,018[A ]| To$9$ make this hair-brained world grow staid and wise. 192:09,019[A ]| In$4$ youth and prime when likest to$9$ improve 192:09,020[A ]| No$2$ precepts this besotted world could move; 192:09,021[A ]| And wilt thou at these years begin to$9$ school 192:09,022[A ]| (Dull moralist) the crazy doting fool? 192:09,023[A ]| Go, dreaming stoic, once again retire; 192:09,024[A ]| And, since thou art ambitious to$9$ acquire 192:09,025[A ]| Repute for$4$ judgement, set thy works on$4$ fire. 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| <1677 book. Would you like more of the Frascatorius translation, or > 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:10,000@@@@@| 192:10,000[' ]| 192:10,001[A ]| Thy picture drawn, foul beldame! Thine? 192:10,002[A ]| What frenzy haunts thy mind, 192:10,003[A ]| And drives thee on$4$ this vile design 192:10,004[A ]| To$9$ affront all womankind? 192:10,005[A ]| For$3$, whilst thy swarthy, cankered face 192:10,006[A ]| Posterity shall view, 192:10,007[A ]| They will$1$ loathe the fairest of the race 192:10,008[A ]| For$4$ sharing sex with you. 192:10,009[A ]| To$4$ some forlorn church-yard repair 192:10,010[A ]| And haggard thou shalt see 192:10,011[A ]| The sternest goblin will$1$ not dare 192:10,012[A ]| To$9$ stand the sight of thee. 192:10,013[A ]| Those ghosts that$6#1$ strike with panic-fear 192:10,014[A ]| The breasts of stoutest braves, 192:10,015[A ]| At thy approach will$1$ disappear 192:10,016[A ]| And burrow in$4$ their graves. 192:10,017[A ]| Fix thy effigies on$4$ the shield 192:10,018[A ]| Of some bold knight in$4$ arms, 192:10,019[A ]| It will$1$ aid him more to$9$ win the field 192:10,020[A ]| Than all his lady's charms. 192:10,021[A ]| Don*Perseus with his Gorgon's face 192:10,022[A ]| That$6#2$ combatant would flee; 192:10,023[A ]| For$3$ hag Medusa (no$2$ disgrace) 192:10,024[A ]| A beauty were to$4$ thee. 192:11,000@@@@@| 192:11,000[' ]| 192:11,001[A ]| Reclaim, rash friend, your wild resolves to$9$ engage 192:11,002[A ]| A captious and ill-natured age. 192:11,003[A ]| It is not enough the verse you write be good, 192:11,004[A ]| To$9$ take it must be understood; 192:11,005[A ]| And to$9$ instruct the world, where you excel, 192:11,006[A ]| Is harder much than writing well. 192:11,007[A ]| They are different tasks, to$9$ write well and to$9$ please, 192:11,008[A ]| The last ~~ alas ~~ a work of ease. 192:11,009[A ]| Whilst Midas umpire sits, let none admire 192:11,010[A ]| Pan's pipe preferred to$4$ Phoebus lyre, 192:11,011[A ]| The gaudiest painting takes the vulgar sight, 192:11,012[A ]| Whilst artful pieces less delight. 192:11,013[A ]| In$4$ vain is nature represented well: 192:11,014[A ]| If it be not gay it will$1$ never sell. 192:11,015[A ]| Hark in$4$ your ear (It is a strange mystery, 192:11,016[A ]| But a grand truth), if popular you would be, 192:11,017[A ]| Faith spare your pains and write extempore. 192:12,000@@@@@| 192:12,000[' ]| 192:12,001[A ]| An ignorant am I 192:12,002[A ]| And glory in$4$ the name. 192:12,003[A ]| I wot not what of yore 192:12,004[A ]| Rash furiosos did, 192:12,005[A ]| Nor what the dreaming sages said. 192:12,006[A ]| I can not run a list of old Rome's triumphs over. 192:12,007[A ]| It was knowledge first to$4$ ruin led us on$5$; 192:12,008[A ]| For$3$ with this mortal itch possessed 192:12,009[A ]| The happy pair transgressed: 192:12,010[A ]| Needs must they know, they knew and were undone! 192:12,011[A ]| And to$4$ this hour our misery's sole relief 192:12,012[A ]| Consists in$4$ ignorance of our grief! 192:12,013[A ]| Then plodding mortal cease 192:12,014[A ]| To$9$ boast your dear bought faculties; 192:12,015[A ]| For$3$ since with knowledge sorrow must increase, 192:12,016[A ]| Let such as on$4$ those terms can science prize 192:12,017[A ]| Improve in$4$ science; but for$4$ me, 192:12,018[A ]| So$3$ I may ignorant and happy be 192:12,019[A ]| I will$1$ never repine or look with envious eyes 192:12,020[A ]| On$4$ the unhappy learned and miserable wise. 192:12,000[A ]| 192:13,000@@@@@| 192:13,000[' ]| 192:13,001[A ]| Appear my Kib-welkin, dear spirit appear 192:13,002[A ]| In$4$ the shape 192:13,003[A ]| Of an ape, 192:13,004[A ]| A fire-spitting dragon, or clump-footed bear. 192:13,005[A ]| Madge has whooped me twice from her ivy-bound oak, 192:13,006[A ]| And twice have I heard the dull night-raven croak. 192:13,007[A ]| Let me stride thee my welkin and post it away 192:13,008[A ]| Before the moon 192:13,009[A ]| Reach her noon 192:13,010[A ]| For$3$ the night is the wayward sister's day. 192:13,011[A ]| Through the air let us take our fantastical round, 192:13,012[A ]| And sip of the dew 192:13,013[A ]| While it is new, 192:13,014[A ]| Before the honey-drops fall to$4$ the ground. 192:13,015[A ]| But, when we are mounted and in$4$ our career, 192:13,016[A ]| Make neither halt nor stay, 192:13,017[A ]| And to$4$ none give the way, 192:13,018[A ]| Though Hecate herself should be rounding the air. 192:13,019[A ]| For$4$ once I will$1$ encounter 192:13,020[A ]| And try to$9$ dismount her, 192:13,021[A ]| Pitch her heels over head 192:13,022[A ]| To$4$ some quagmire below and reign queen in$4$ her stead. 192:13,023[A ]| Bustle, bustle my Kib, and be sure before we part 192:13,024[A ]| Thou shall suck at the dug that$6#1$ is next to$4$ my heart. 192:14,000@@@@@| 192:14,000[' ]| 192:14,001[A ]| Precisely I remember all, it was night, 192:14,002[A ]| Calm sky, and the full moon shone bright, 192:14,003[A ]| When first you swore that$3$ bleating flocks should feed 192:14,004[A ]| With wolves, nor other keepers need; 192:14,005[A ]| That$3$ boisterous winds, hushed in$4$ eternal sleep, 192:14,006[A ]| Should cease to$9$ revel on$4$ the deep; 192:14,007[A ]| You vowed that$3$ these, and prodigies more strange 192:14,008[A ]| Should fall before your fixed heart could change. 192:14,009[A ]| Yet (womanlike) to$4$ your new favourite now 192:14,010[A ]| Unswear as oft as you did vow! 192:14,011[A ]| Ah, if I could (and sure if half a man, 192:14,012[A ]| Or somewhat less than half, I can) 192:14,013[A ]| Could I in$4$ just resentment quit your chain 192:14,014[A ]| And with more caution choose again, 192:14,015[A ]| Nymph, you would repent my wrongs, when flying fame 192:14,016[A ]| Should publish to$4$ your grief and shame 192:14,017[A ]| How your wronged swain had found a nymph more true, 192:14,018[A ]| And equal in$4$ her charms to$4$ you. 192:14,019[A ]| But treacherous rival, you that$6#1$ reap my toils 192:14,020[A ]| And pride yourself in$4$ my stolen spoils, 192:14,021[A ]| Should fates and stars adopt you for$4$ their own, 192:14,022[A ]| And shower their richest blessings down, 192:14,023[A ]| Nought should secure you from the sure presage 192:14,024[A ]| Of an offended poet's rage. 192:14,025[A ]| The time shall come (and to$9$ enhance your fear, 192:14,026[A ]| Know, wretch, that$6#2$ fatal time is near) 192:14,027[A ]| When you shall perish by$4$ the inconstancy 192:14,028[A ]| Of her that$6#1$ first learned breach of faith from thee, 192:14,029[A ]| Whilst from the safe shore your sad wreck I see. 192:15,000@@@@@| 192:15,000[' ]| 192:15,001[' ]| To$4$ his four-footed subjects through the nation 192:15,002[' ]| The king of brutes thus issues proclamation: 192:15,003[B ]| Being well informed we have incurred disgrace 192:15,004[B ]| By$4$ harbouring in$4$ our realm a scandalous race, 192:15,005[B ]| A sect that$6#1$ have no$2$ tails, these presents are 192:15,006[B ]| To$9$ enjoin such miscreants, all and singular, 192:15,007[B ]| Straight to$9$ depart our land, or on$4$ demur, 192:15,008[B ]| Our law's grand-treason penalties incur. 192:15,009[' ]| Sly Reynard straight sifts out this state design, 192:15,010[' ]| Turns goods and chattels all to$4$ ready coin. 192:15,011[' ]| The unprojecting neighbourhood admire, 192:15,012[' ]| And flock the occasion of his march to$9$ enquire. 192:15,013[' ]| Where amongst the rest the ceremonious ape 192:15,014[' ]| Accosts him with grimace and formal scrape. 192:15,015[C ]| Bon*jour monsieur, you pass for$4$ a prime wit 192:15,016[C ]| But in$4$ this project give small proof of it. 192:15,017[C ]| We of the cur-tailed tribe by$4$ express command 192:15,018[C ]| Of our great cham prepare to$9$ quit the land; 192:15,019[C ]| But why sir should you budge, whose posterns bear 192:15,020[C ]| A swashing train well furred to$9$ guard your rear? 192:15,021[C ]| Had nature lent me but an inch of dock, 192:15,022[C ]| A tuft to$9$ shade or scut to$9$ grace my nock, 192:15,023[C ]| I should presume I had no$2$ obligation 192:15,024[C ]| From the late act to$9$ take this peregrination. 192:15,025[' ]| To$4$ this the fox ~~ 192:15,025[D ]| You have spoke an oracle: 192:15,026[D ]| Doubtless your gravity reads Machiavill. 192:15,027[D ]| I must confess I have no$2$ pretence to$9$ rail, 192:15,028[D ]| Or curse my stars for$4$ stinting me in$4$ tail; 192:15,029[D ]| But, grant my train might with a comet's measure, 192:15,030[D ]| Suppose withal that$3$ it were his highness' pleasure 192:15,031[D ]| To$9$ say I have none, which$6#1$, if he once assert, 192:15,032[D ]| Never doubt but he has sycophants will$1$ swear it. 192:15,033[D ]| Thus charged, should I attempt my own defence 192:15,034[D ]| (To$9$ give his lawless tyranny pretence), 192:15,035[D ]| It is odds but I am docked upon$4$ the spot 192:15,036[D ]| And then for$4$ want of tail poor Reynard goes to$4$ pot. 192:16,000@@@@@| 192:16,000[' ]| 192:16,001[A ]| Come, Coridon, sit by$4$ me gentle swain; 192:16,002[A ]| Thy cheek is pale: Speak shepherd, where is thy pain? 192:16,003[A ]| Say, Claius, priest of our great Pan (for$3$ you 192:16,004[A ]| Of human science the utmost limits know), 192:16,005[A ]| Is physic's power to$4$ the body's use confined? 192:16,006[A ]| Have you no$2$ medicine for$4$ a troubled mind? 192:16,007[A ]| Yes, for$3$ as balsams raging pains appease, 192:16,008[A ]| Sage counsels to$4$ distempered souls give ease, 192:16,009[A ]| Even love is no$2$ incurable disease. 192:16,010[A ]| Ha, swain, what means that$6#2$ sudden blush and start? 192:16,011[A ]| Have I guessed right and touched the tender part? 192:16,012[A ]| I would conceal it, but have not learned to$9$ feign ~~ 192:16,013[A ]| You have guessed, and while you named it, waked my pain. 192:16,014[A ]| To$9$ effect the cure we will$1$ take the safest course, 192:16,015[A ]| And trace the malady to$4$ its first source: 192:16,016[A ]| Say then what female gins and baits were laid, 192:16,017[A ]| Or was your fond soul by$4$ itself betrayed? 192:16,018[A ]| When from severer business I withdrew, 192:16,019[A ]| Between love and me a fatal friendship grew: 192:16,020[A ]| Such was my ignorance and his craft, my breast 192:16,021[A ]| Admitted the impostor for$4$ its guest; 192:16,022[A ]| With my heart's blood our covenant we sealed, 192:16,023[A ]| A solemn contract never to$9$ be repealed. 192:16,024[A ]| Then all delights young sorcerers enjoy 192:16,025[A ]| A while did my deluded soul employ, 192:16,026[A ]| Love fed my waking thoughts with glorious themes, 192:16,027[A ]| And blessed my slumbers with transporting dreams. 192:16,028[A ]| When at an awful distance I surveyed 192:16,029[A ]| My nymph, transported to$4$ myself I said: 192:16,030[A ]| Ah, charming fair, oh excellence divine, 192:16,031[A ]| Whilst love would whispering answer ~~ swain, she is thine. 192:16,032[A ]| Thus, whilst from far our high-placed hopes appear, 192:16,033[A ]| The gulfs between concealed, we deem them near. 192:16,034[A ]| Yet boldly through all obstacles I pressed. 192:16,035[A ]| Why therefore shepherd are you not possessed? 192:16,036[A ]| Force not the unwilling secret from my breast; 192:16,037[A ]| There let it lurk in$4$ sympathising night, 192:16,038[A ]| And never roam from its dark cell to$9$ fright. 192:16,039[A ]| Let it suffice that$3$ on$4$ a barren soil 192:16,040[A ]| I have lost of many years the expense and toil. 192:16,041[A ]| Does the false nymph ~~ 192:16,042[A ]| The wages you so$5#1$ dearly earned refuse? 192:16,043[A ]| Myself I can not, will$1$ not her accuse. 192:16,044[A ]| But my relief must from your counsels rise: 192:16,045[A ]| Examine not, good Claius, but advise. 192:16,046[A ]| Bring your best art (for$3$ it will$1$ your best require) 192:16,047[A ]| To$9$ unspell my soul from love's tormenting fire. 192:16,048[A ]| Call reason to$4$ your aid, you will$1$ put to$4$ flight 192:16,049[A ]| The foe not to$9$ be quelled by$4$ other might. 192:16,050[A ]| Of happiest love's delights sum up$5$ the account, 192:16,051[A ]| And learn to$4$ what the total will$1$ amount; 192:16,052[A ]| Then in$4$ the balance love's vexations weigh, 192:16,053[A ]| How certain these, and how uncertain they. 192:16,054[A ]| Sordid his joys and of delight so$5#1$ nice 192:16,055[A ]| That$3$ female coyness only gives them price. 192:16,056[A ]| Short-lived the warmest amorist's desires, 192:16,057[A ]| At kindling Hymen's oft love's torch expires. 192:16,058[A ]| There are that$6#1$ from large dowers derive their flame 192:16,059[A ]| And these in$4$ full career pursue their game: 192:16,060[A ]| They wreck their wits the golden prize to$9$ gain, 192:16,061[A ]| But dream not how that$6#2$ gold is wrought into a chain. 192:16,062[A ]| When late loves false suggestions I obeyed, 192:16,063[A ]| It was in$4$ pursuit of happiness I strayed. 192:16,064[A ]| My credulous youth had seen no$2$ brighter flame 192:16,065[A ]| And straight concluded that$3$ from heaven it came. 192:16,066[A ]| In$4$ error's night, love's fire shone bright and gay, 192:16,067[A ]| But at the approach of reason's conquering ray 192:16,068[A ]| The meteor's lost in$4$ the full blaze of day. 192:16,069[A ]| Mistake not swain, I would not quench your flame. 192:16,070[A ]| But slip your passion at a nobler game. 192:16,071[A ]| Waive sensual joys, and with a flame refined 192:16,072[A ]| Court those diviner pleasures of the mind. 192:16,073[A ]| To$4$ sacred virtue next make your address, 192:16,074[A ]| Confess you have no$2$ regard of happiness, 192:16,075[A ]| Or live henceforth of virtue's service proud, 192:16,076[A ]| The brightest beauty and the best endowed. 192:16,077[A ]| She will$1$ guard your youth from passion's baneful rage, 192:16,078[A ]| With peaceful thoughts divert the pains of age. 192:16,079[A ]| But then in$4$ largest streams her blessings flow, 192:16,080[A ]| When love grown bankrupt can no$2$ more bestow. 192:16,081[A ]| When rigorous death shall check your circling blood 192:16,082[A ]| And life die stifled in$4$ the frozen flood, 192:16,083[A ]| Your pensive nymph at large may tell her grief, 192:16,084[A ]| But to$4$ your ravished soul give no$2$ relief. 192:16,085[A ]| It will$1$ lurk a pensive ghost in$4$ caves all day, 192:16,086[A ]| And to$4$ its relics mid-night visits pay. 192:16,087[A ]| But pious souls, by$4$ death are gainers made, 192:16,088[A ]| By$4$ virtue to$4$ the Elysian fields conveyed. 192:16,089[A ]| There mirth and peace and softest transports reign: 192:16,090[A ]| Delights refined from all allays of pain; 192:16,091[A ]| The grateful soil untilled her harvest yields, 192:16,092[A ]| Unclouded skies and ever-verdant fields. 192:16,093[A ]| There emulation no$2$ dissension gives, 192:16,094[A ]| For$3$ happy each in$4$ other's blisses lives. 192:16,095[A ]| No$2$ cares of the future their free thoughts employ, 192:16,096[A ]| The business of the place is to$9$ enjoy, 192:16,097[A ]| That$6#2$ swain is most industrious held that$6#1$ best 192:16,098[A ]| Improves his bliss, exceeds in$4$ joys the rest. 192:16,099[A ]| If love can bless beyond these heights, return 192:16,100[A ]| To$9$ drag his chain and in$4$ his fever burn. 192:16,101[A ]| Take leave of blissful immortality, 192:16,102[A ]| Chide my impertinent zeal, to$9$ set you free, 192:16,103[A ]| And court the frowns of some imperious she. 192:16,104[A ]| Destroy not thus your generous courtesies 192:16,105[A ]| By$4$ an unfriendly and unjust surmise. 192:16,106[A ]| Heaven sends me freedom, and to$9$ sell the pledge 192:16,107[A ]| Must brand me with the foulest sacrilege. 192:16,108[A ]| Against love and beauty I will$1$ maintain the fort 192:16,109[A ]| And fix a guard of virtues in$4$ my heart. 192:16,110[A ]| If beauty's force too rashly you despise, 192:16,111[A ]| It is odds but you are ruined by$4$ surprise. 192:16,112[A ]| Would you live free from female tyranny? 192:16,113[A ]| Never parley with the tempting sex, but fly. 192:16,114[A ]| Their very tears are fuel to$4$ desire, 192:16,115[A ]| And with their sighs they will$1$ fan the expiring fire. 192:16,116[A ]| Their mirth and grief, their kindness and disdain, 192:16,117[A ]| Are fatal all, and work poor shepherds pain! 192:16,118[A ]| Nature and art conspire to$9$ arm the fair, 192:16,119[A ]| For$3$ in$4$ the charming, all things charming are, 192:16,120[A ]| Their glances dart, and every curl a snare. 192:17,000@@@@@| 192:17,000[' ]| 192:17,001[' ]| Whilst by$4$ his grazing flock a gentle swain, 192:17,002[' ]| His vacant hours to$9$ entertain, 192:17,003[' ]| Perused a volume whose each tragic page 192:17,004[' ]| Discoursed of some intrigue of state, 192:17,005[' ]| Of rebel-insolence and rage, 192:17,006[' ]| And some unhappy monarch's fate: 192:17,007[' ]| The youth into these passionate sounds brake forth: 192:17,008[B ]| What virtue of my ancestors 192:17,009[B ]| So$5#1$ much obliged you ye indulgent powers, 192:17,010[B ]| That$3$ in$4$ these silent shades you gave me birth? 192:17,011[B ]| You might have made me fortune's sport, 192:17,012[B ]| Doomed me to$4$ some corrupted court 192:17,013[B ]| Where I this rural bliss had never known! 192:17,014[B ]| My cottage might have been a throne, 192:17,015[B ]| My crook a sceptre, and my wreath a crown: 192:17,016[B ]| Some tyrant-prince I might have been 192:17,017[B ]| (By$4$ your indulgence now a peaceful swain) 192:17,018[B ]| My Chloris some proud, cruel queen, 192:17,019[B ]| The tenderest nymph of the Arcadian plain. 192:17,020[B ]| When for$4$ these blessings I forget to$9$ invoke 192:17,021[B ]| Your powers, neglect to$9$ make your altars smoke, 192:17,022[B ]| Then ravished let me be 192:17,023[B ]| From this secure retreat, 192:17,024[B ]| And placed aloft on$4$ grandeur's seat 192:17,025[B ]| An open mark to$4$ the sure darts of envious destiny. 192:18,000@@@@@| 192:18,000[' ]| 192:18,001[B ]| What cheer my mates? Luff ho! We toil in$4$ vain! 192:18,002[B ]| That$6#2$ northern mist forebodes a hurricane. 192:18,003[B ]| See how the expecting ocean raves, 192:18,004[B ]| The billows roar before the fray, 192:18,005[B ]| Untimely night devours the day; 192:18,006[B ]| In$4$ the dead eclipse we nought descry 192:18,007[B ]| But lightning's wild caprices in$4$ the sky, 192:18,008[B ]| And scaly monsters sparkling through the waves. 192:18,009[B ]| Ply each a hand and furl your sails. 192:18,010[B ]| Port, hard a port ~~ the tackle fails. 192:18,011[B ]| Sound ho! ~~ Five fathom and the most. 192:18,012[B ]| A dangerous shelf! she has struck, and we are lost. 192:18,013[B ]| Speak in$4$ the hold ~~ she leaks amain ~~ give over. 192:18,014[B ]| The crazy boat can work no$2$ more: 192:18,015[B ]| She draws apace and we approach no$2$ shore. 192:18,016[B ]| A ring, my mates: let us join a ring and so$3$ 192:18,017[B ]| Beneath the deep embracing go. 192:18,018[B ]| Now to$4$ new worlds we steer, and quickly shall arrive: 192:18,019[B ]| Our spirits mount as fast as our dull corpses dive. 192:19,000@@@@@| 192:19,000[' ]| 192:19,001[A ]| Ye sages that$6#1$ pretend 192:19,002[A ]| In$4$ science to$9$ transcend 192:19,003[A ]| The dull illiterate crowd; 192:19,004[A ]| You that$6#1$ of ignorance impeach 192:19,005[A ]| (Before your pretences be allowed) 192:19,006[A ]| Define that$6#2$ prudence which$6#1$ you teach: 192:19,007[A ]| I fear it is much above your learning's reach. 192:19,008[A ]| Prudence has no$2$ fixed being, but depends 192:19,009[A ]| On$4$ person, time and chance, 192:19,010[A ]| And every petty circumstance: 192:19,011[A ]| Actions directed to$4$ the self-same ends, 192:19,012[A ]| May prudent the one, the other peccant be; 192:19,013[A ]| For$3$ what would prove discreet in$4$ thee 192:19,014[A ]| Perhaps were wild extravagance in$4$ me. 192:19,015[A ]| The ants are wise that$6#1$ from their summer hoard 192:19,016[A ]| Supply their winter board; 192:19,017[A ]| And doubtless full as wise as they 192:19,018[A ]| The grasshoppers that$6#1$ play 192:19,019[A ]| And revel all their harvest days away; 192:19,020[A ]| For$3$ it were in$4$ them a senseless drudgery 192:19,021[A ]| To$9$ toil for$4$ supply 192:19,022[A ]| In$4$ winter's dearth that$6#1$ must before winter die. 192:20,000@@@@@| 192:20,000[' ]| 192:20,001[A ]| When the late tyrannous malady 192:20,002[A ]| With intermitted rage 192:20,003[A ]| Seemed to$9$ presage 192:20,004[A ]| Or sudden health or dissolution nigh, 192:20,005@a | False world 192:20,005[A ]| (said I) 192:20,005@a | that$6#1$ stealest my real joys, 192:20,006@a | Shuffling instead thy changeling toys, 192:20,007@a | Begone, I will$1$ not be bribed at any rate 192:20,008@a | To$9$ sell my approaching fate 192:20,009@a | And reassume that$6#2$ toilsome task to$9$ live: 192:20,010@a | I prize not grandeur, and I know 192:20,011@a | (Were I thy favourite as I am thy foe) 192:20,012@a | What I affect thou never canst bestow: 192:20,013@a | I would have content; but that$6#2$ was never thine to$9$ give. 192:20,014@a | Remove that$6#2$ taper from my sight: 192:20,015@a | The impertinent light 192:20,016@a | Presents no$2$ grateful object to$4$ my view. 192:20,017@a | Even those fair eyes that$6#1$ planets once appeared 192:20,018@a | (The only planets I revered) 192:20,019@a | To$4$ my dim sight seem now to$9$ have lost their lustre too. 192:20,020[A ]| Thus musing as I lay, to$4$ my bed side, 192:20,021[A ]| Attired in$4$ all his mourning pride, 192:20,022[A ]| The king of terrors came. 192:20,023[A ]| Awful his looks but not deformed and grim: 192:20,024[A ]| He is no$2$ such bug-bear as we feign of him; 192:20,025[A ]| Scarce we ourselves so$5#1$ civilized and tame! 192:20,026[A ]| Unknown the doom assigned me in$4$ this change 192:20,027[A ]| For$4$ full crimes and imperfect penitence 192:20,028[A ]| (Though justly I might dread the strict revenge 192:20,029[A ]| Of an enraged omnipotence), 192:20,030[A ]| Yet with my present griefs distressed, 192:20,031[A ]| With curious thoughts of unknown worlds possessed, 192:20,032[A ]| Inflamed with thirst of liberty, 192:20,033[A ]| Long loved, but never enjoyed by$4$ me, 192:20,034[A ]| I sued for$4$ leave that$6#2$ fatal gulf to$9$ pass: 192:20,035@a | My vital sand is almost run, 192:20,036@a | And Death 192:20,036[A ]| (said I) 192:20,036@a | will$1$ strike anon, 192:20,037@a | Then to$4$ dull life I bid a long farewell. 192:20,038[A ]| But as the last grains fell, 192:20,039[A ]| Death failed my credulous hopes and turned the glass. 192:21,000@@@@@| 192:21,000[' ]| 192:21,001[A ]| In$4$ life's unactive wane your shades forsake 192:21,002[A ]| And into the world a sally make! 192:21,003[A ]| Deluded friend, what surfeit have you taken 192:21,004[A ]| Of bliss that$3$ now you long for$4$ pain? 192:21,005[A ]| The favourites of the austere world are few, 192:21,006[A ]| Yet they have their disasters too. 192:21,007[A ]| What therefore must your entertainment be 192:21,008[A ]| That$6#1$ have professed hostility? 192:21,009[A ]| You have not known to$9$ flatter and caress 192:21,010[A ]| The great for$4$ faithless promises; 192:21,011[A ]| When disappointed, thankful to$9$ appear 192:21,012[A ]| And say how much obliged you are! 192:21,013[A ]| For$4$ lucre you must practise every wile, 192:21,014[A ]| Defraud, and do it with a smile. 192:21,015[A ]| Worldlings with many vices must be fraught 192:21,016[A ]| Which$6#1$ you, my friend, were never taught. 192:21,017[A ]| Well you may roam but soon return distressed, 192:21,018[A ]| Wounded and maimed to$4$ your old nest. 192:22,000@@@@@| 192:22,000[' ]| 192:22,001[A ]| Vile infidel, that$6#1$ darest for$4$ vice declaim 192:22,002[A ]| And take vain pride to$9$ publish thy own shame! 192:22,003[A ]| What can thy patron vice enough confer 192:22,004[A ]| On$4$ his officious zealous orator? 192:22,005[A ]| He will$1$ doubtless give his wonted recompense 192:22,006[A ]| And rot the tongue that$6#1$ pleads in$4$ his defence. 192:22,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:00,000[A ]| 192:23,000@@@@@| 192:23,000[' ]| 192:23,001[A ]| In$4$ various ways designing mortals move; 192:23,002[A ]| But still the event is in$4$ the hands of Jove. 192:23,003[A ]| Men by$4$ the poor retail of minutes live, 192:23,004[A ]| And fate but lends the life it seems to$9$ give: 192:23,005[A ]| Tenants at will$0$ we are to$4$ heavenly powers, 192:23,006[A ]| And debtors for$4$ the breath we think is ours. 192:23,007[A ]| On$4$ life's wide ocean diversely launched out, 192:23,008[A ]| Our minds alike are tossed on$4$ waves of doubt; 192:23,009[A ]| Holding no$2$ steady course or constant sail, 192:23,010[A ]| But shift and tack with every veering gale. 192:23,011[A ]| Bewitched by$4$ fairy hopes, we tug in$4$ vain, 192:23,012[A ]| Some flying and enchanted isle to$9$ gain; 192:23,013[A ]| Till pitying chance a kind disaster sends, 192:23,014[A ]| And by$4$ a lucky wreck the fruitless labour ends. 192:23,015[A ]| Though night by$4$ night we find, to$4$ our dear cost, 192:23,016[A ]| Our last-spent day, like$4$ all the former, lost; 192:23,017[A ]| On$4$ the next day's uncertain stock to$9$ borrow, 192:23,018[A ]| Till broke with debts on$4$ each insolvent morrow. 192:23,019[A ]| Some run on$4$ score for$4$ weeks or months, and some 192:23,020[A ]| Anticipate for$4$ bliss next year to$9$ come; 192:23,021[A ]| When darling-favourites, they at ease shall sit 192:23,022[A ]| In$4$ fortune's lap, and see their wishes hit, 192:23,023[A ]| Revel in$4$ plenty, pleasure, peace and mirth ~~ 192:23,024[A ]| When lo! before the promised season's birth 192:23,025[A ]| The weening mortal dies ~~ or has his breath 192:23,026[A ]| Prolonged by$4$ sickness to$4$ a living death, 192:23,027[A ]| Or (forced through camps or distant seas to$9$ roam) 192:23,028[A ]| Seeks fate abroad, or found by$4$ fate at home. 192:23,029[A ]| For$3$ human life by$4$ nature's law assigned 192:23,030[A ]| One entrance does a thousand outlets find. 192:23,031[A ]| But still the path to$4$ each with care beset, 192:23,032[A ]| Molesting griefs in$4$ every passage met, 192:23,033[A ]| Whose straggling troops since none can always shun, 192:23,034[A ]| Not to$4$ an alarm or on$4$ the foe to$9$ run 192:23,035[A ]| Is all that$6#1$ by$4$ the wisest can be done; 192:23,036[A ]| And dexterously our skill shall be employed, 192:23,037[A ]| Adding no$2$ griefs to$4$ those we can not avoid. 191:06,000@@@@@| 191:06,000[A ]| 191:06,161[A ]| First then, the sun with all his train of stars, 191:06,162[A ]| Amongst our elements raise endless wars; 191:06,163[A ]| And, when the planets from their stations range, 191:06,164[A ]| Our orb is influenced, and feels the change. 191:06,165[A ]| The chiefest instance is the sun's retreat: 191:06,166[A ]| No$2$ sooner he withdraws his vital heat 191:06,167[A ]| But fruitless fields with snow are covered over, 191:06,168[A ]| The pretty fountains run and talk no$2$ more. 191:06,169[A ]| Yet, when his chariot to$4$ the Crab returns, 191:06,170[A ]| The air, the earth, the very ocean burns. 191:06,171[A ]| The queen of night can boast no$2$ less a sway, 191:06,172[A ]| At least all humid things her power obey. 191:06,173[A ]| Malignant Saturn's star as much can claim, 191:06,174[A ]| With friendly Jove's, bright Mars and Venus' flame 191:06,175[A ]| And all the host of lights without a name. 191:06,176[A ]| Our elements beneath their influence lie, 191:06,177[A ]| Slaves to$4$ the very rabble of the sky. 191:06,178[A ]| But most when many meet in$4$ one abode, 191:06,179[A ]| Or when some planet enters a new road, 191:06,180[A ]| Far distant from the course he used to$9$ run, 191:06,181[A ]| Some mighty work of fate is to$9$ be done. 191:06,182[A ]| Long tracts of time indeed must first be spent 191:06,183[A ]| Before completion of the vast event; 191:06,184[A ]| But when the revolution once is made, 191:06,185[A ]| What mischiefs earth and sea at once invade! 191:06,186[A ]| Poor mortals then shall all extremes sustain, 191:06,187[A ]| While heaven dissolves in$4$ deluges of rain, 191:06,188[A ]| Which$6#1$ from the mountains with impetuous force 191:06,189[A ]| And headlong rage, trees, rocks and towns shall force. 191:06,190[A ]| Over-swelling Ganges then shall sweep the plain, 191:06,191[A ]| And peaceful Po outroar the stormy main. 191:06,192[A ]| In$4$ other parts the springs as low shall lie 191:06,193[A ]| And nymphs with tears exhausted streams supply. 191:06,194[A ]| Where neither drought nor deluges destroy, 191:06,195[A ]| The winds their utmost fury shall employ; 191:06,196[A ]| While hurricanes whole cities shall overthrow, 191:06,197[A ]| Or earthquakes gorge them in$4$ the depths below. 191:06,198[A ]| Perhaps the season shall arrive (if fate 191:06,199[A ]| And nature once agree upon$4$ the date) 191:06,200[A ]| When this most cultivated earth shall be 191:06,201[A ]| Unpeopled quite, or drenched beneath the sea; 191:06,202[A ]| When even the sun another course shall steer, 191:06,203[A ]| And other seasons constitute the year. 191:06,204[A ]| The wondering north shall see the springing vine, 191:06,205[A ]| And Moors admire at snow beneath the line. 191:06,206[A ]| New species then of creatures shall arise: 191:06,207[A ]| A new creation nature's self surprise. 191:06,208[A ]| Then youth shall lend fresh vigour to$4$ the earth, 191:06,209[A ]| And give a second breed of giants birth, 191:06,210[A ]| By$4$ whom a new assault shall be performed, 191:06,211[A ]| Hills heaped on$4$ hills and heaven once more be stormed. 191:06,212[A ]| Since Nature is then so$5#1$ liable to$9$ change, 191:06,213[A ]| Why should we think this late contagion strange? 191:06,214[A ]| Or that$3$ the planets where such mischiefs grow 191:06,215[A ]| Should shed their poison on$4$ the earth below? 191:06,216[A ]| Two hundred rollings years are passed away 191:06,217[A ]| Since Mars and Saturn in$4$ conjunction lay 191:06,218[A ]| When through the East an unknown fever raged 191:06,219[A ]| Of strange effects and by$4$ no$2$ arts assuaged. 191:06,220[A ]| From suffocated lungs with pain they drew 191:06,221[A ]| Their breath, and blood for$4$ spittle did ensue. 191:06,222[A ]| Four days the wretches with this plague were grieved 191:06,223[A ]| (O dismal sight!) and then by$4$ death relieved. 191:06,224[A ]| From thence to$4$ Persia the contagion came, 191:06,225[A ]| Of whom the Assyrians catched the spreading flame; 191:06,226[A ]| Euphrates next and Tigris did complain, 191:06,227[A ]| Arabia too styled happy now in$4$ vain; 191:06,228[A ]| Then Phrygia mourned, from whence it crossed the sea 191:06,229[A ]| (Too small to$9$ quench its flame) to$4$ Italy. 191:06,230[A ]| Then from this lower orb with me remove, 191:06,231[A ]| To$9$ view the starry palaces above; 191:06,232[A ]| Through all the roads of wandering planets rove 191:06,233[A ]| To$9$ search in$4$ what position they have stood, 191:06,234[A ]| And what conjectures were from them made good. 191:06,235[A ]| To$9$ find what signs did former times direct, 191:06,236[A ]| And what the present age is to$9$ expect. 191:06,237[A ]| From hence perhaps we shall with ease descry 191:06,238[A ]| The source of this stupendous malady. 191:06,239[A ]| Behold how Cancer with portenous harms 191:06,240[A ]| Before heaven's gate unfolds his threatening arms. 191:06,241[A ]| Prodigious ills must needs from thence ensue 191:06,242[A ]| In$4$ which$6#1$ one house we may distinctly view 191:06,243[A ]| A numerous cabal of stars conspire 191:06,244[A ]| To$9$ hurl at once on$4$ air their baneful fire. 191:06,245[A ]| All this the reverend artist did descry 191:06,246[A ]| Who$6#1$ nightly watched the motions of the sky: 191:06,247@b | Ye gods 191:06,247[A ]| (he cried) 191:06,247@b | what does your rage prepare; 191:06,248@b | What unknown plague engenders in$4$ the air? 191:06,249@b | Besides, I see dire wars on$4$ Europe shed, 191:06,250@b | Ausonian fields with native gore overspread. 191:06,251[A ]| Thus sung the sage, and to$9$ prevent debate 191:06,252[A ]| In$4$ writing left the story of our fate. 191:06,253[A ]| When any certain course of years is run, 191:06,254[A ]| Before the next revolution be begun, 191:06,255[A ]| Heaven's method is for$4$ Jove in$4$ all his state 191:06,256[A ]| To$9$ weigh events and to$9$ determine fate; 191:06,257[A ]| To$9$ search the book of destiny, and show 191:06,258[A ]| What change shall rise in$4$ heaven or earth below. 191:06,259[A ]| Behold him then, in$4$ awful robes arrayed, 191:06,260[A ]| And calling his known council to$4$ his aid. 191:06,261[A ]| Saturn and Mars the thundering summons call: 191:06,262[A ]| The Crab's portentous arms unlock the hall. 191:06,263[A ]| Mark with what various mien the gods repair; 191:06,264[A ]| First Mars with sparkling eyes and flaming hair, 191:06,265[A ]| So$5#1$ furious and addicted to$4$ alarms, 191:06,266[A ]| He dreams of battles, though in$4$ Venus' arms. 191:06,267[A ]| But see with what august and peaceful brow 191:06,268[A ]| (Of gold his chariot if the fates allow) 191:06,269[A ]| Great Jove appears, who$6#1$ does to$4$ all extend 191:06,270[A ]| Impartial justice, heaven and nature's friend. 191:06,271[A ]| Old Saturn last with heavy pace comes on$5$, 191:06,272[A ]| Loath to$9$ obey the summons of his son; 191:06,273[A ]| Oft going stopped, oft pondered in$4$ his mind 191:06,274[A ]| Heaven's empire lost, oft to$9$ return inclined; 191:06,275[A ]| Thus, much distracted, and arriving late, 191:06,276[A ]| Sits grudging down beside the chair of state. 191:06,277[A ]| Jove now unfolds what fate's dark laws contain, 191:06,278[A ]| Which$6#1$ Jove alone has wisdom to$9$ explain; 191:06,279[A ]| Sees ripening mischiefs ready to$9$ be hurled, 191:06,280[A ]| And much condoles the sufferings of the world. 191:06,281[A ]| Unfolded views death's adamantine gates, 191:06,282[A ]| War, slaughters, factions and subverted states. 191:06,283[A ]| But most astonished at a new disease 191:06,284[A ]| That$6#1$ must forthwith on$4$ helpless mortals seize. 191:06,285[A ]| These secrets he unfolds, and shakes the skies: 191:06,286[A ]| The gods condole and from the council rise. 191:06,287[A ]| Hell's agent thus no$2$ sooner quits his cage 191:06,288[A ]| But on$4$ the starting spheres he hurls his rage. 191:06,289[A ]| The purer orbs disdain the infernal foe, 191:06,290[A ]| And shake the taint upon$4$ the air below. 191:06,291[A ]| The grosser air receives the baneful seeds, 191:06,292[A ]| Converting to$4$ the poison which$6#1$ it feeds. 191:06,293[A ]| Whether the sun from earth this vapour drew 191:06,294[A ]| In$4$ late conjunction with his fiery crew, 191:06,295[A ]| Or from fermenting seas by$4$ Neptune sent 191:06,296[A ]| In$4$ envy to$4$ the higher element, 191:06,297[A ]| Is hard to$9$ say, or if more powers combined 191:06,298[A ]| Sent forth this prodigy to$9$ fright mankind. 191:06,299[A ]| The offices of nature to$9$ define 191:06,300[A ]| And to$4$ each cause a true effect assign 191:06,301[A ]| Must be a task both hard and doubtful too, 191:06,302[A ]| Since various consequences oft ensue, 191:06,303[A ]| Nor nature always to$4$ herself is true. 191:06,304[A ]| Some principles shall on$4$ the instant work, 191:06,305[A ]| Whilst others shall for$4$ tedious ages lurk. 191:06,306[A ]| Besides, the power of chance shall oft prevail 191:06,307[A ]| On$4$ nature's force and cause events to$9$ fail. 191:06,308[A ]| Nor is the influence of maladies 191:06,309[A ]| Less various than the seeds from whence they rise. 191:06,310[A ]| Sometimes the infected air hurts trees alone, 191:06,311[A ]| To$4$ grass and tender flowers pernicious known. 191:06,312[A ]| The blast sometimes destroys the furrowed soil 191:06,313[A ]| With mildewed ears, not worth the reaper's toil. 191:06,314[A ]| Or if some dale with grain seems more enriched, 191:06,315[A ]| It moulds and rots before the sheaves are pitched. 191:06,316[A ]| When earth yields store, yet oft some strange disease 191:06,317[A ]| Shall fall and only on$4$ poor cattle seize. 191:06,318[A ]| Here it shall sweep the stock, while there it sheds 191:06,319[A ]| Its fury only on$4$ devoted heads. 191:06,320[A ]| My own remembrance to$4$ this hour retains 191:06,321[A ]| An autumn drowned with never ceasing rains: 191:06,322[A ]| Yet this malignant luxury, the breed 191:06,323[A ]| Of goats alone did rue, the rest were freed. 191:06,324[A ]| See how at break of day their number is told; 191:06,325[A ]| See how the keeper drives them from the fold. 191:06,326[A ]| Behold him next beneath a hanging rock, 191:06,327[A ]| And cheering with his reed the browsing flock; 191:06,328[A ]| While them he charms, nor is himself less pleased, 191:06,329[A ]| With a sharp, sudden cough some darling kid is seized: 191:06,330[A ]| The cough his knell, for$3$ with a giddy round 191:06,331[A ]| He whirls and straight falls dead upon$4$ the ground. 191:06,332[A ]| This fever, thus to$4$ goats and kids severe, 191:06,333[A ]| While autumn held, confined his vengeance there. 191:06,334[A ]| Next spring, both lowing herd and bleating flock 191:06,335[A ]| At once it seized, spared none but swept the stock. 191:06,336[A ]| With such uncertainty from tainted skies 191:06,337[A ]| In$4$ bodies placed on$4$ earth effects arise. 191:06,338[A ]| Since then by$4$ dear experiment we find 191:06,339[A ]| Diseases various in$4$ their rise and kind. 191:06,340[A ]| Of this contagion let us take a view, 191:06,341[A ]| More terrible for$4$ being strange and new, 191:06,342[A ]| That$6#1$ with the proudest sons of slaughter vies, 191:06,343[A ]| And claims no$2$ lower kindred than the skies; 191:06,344[A ]| And as he did aloft conceive his flame, 191:06,345[A ]| The proud destroyer seeks no$2$ common game. 191:06,346[A ]| He scorns the well-plumed sporters of the flood; 191:06,347[A ]| He scorns the well-plumed singers of the wood; 191:06,348[A ]| He scorns the wanton browsers of the rock; 191:06,349[A ]| Disdains the lowing herd and bleating flock; 191:06,350[A ]| With wolf or bear despises to$9$ engage, 191:06,351[A ]| Nor can the generous horse provoke his rage; 191:06,352[A ]| The lords of nature only he annoys, 191:06,353[A ]| And human frame, heaven's images, destroys. 191:06,354[A ]| The blood's black viscous parts he seizes first 191:06,355[A ]| By$4$ whose malignant aliments he is nursed; 191:06,356[A ]| And before he can the fierce assault begin, 191:06,357[A ]| Factions of humours take his part within. 191:06,358[A ]| The strongest holds of nature thus he gains, 191:06,359[A ]| Quartering his cruel troops throughout the veins, 191:06,360[A ]| While some more noble seat the tyrant's throne contains. 191:06,361[A ]| Such principles brought this distemper forth; 191:06,362[A ]| Such aliments maintained the dreadful birth. 191:06,363[A ]| His certain signs and symptoms to$9$ rehearse 191:06,364[A ]| Is the next task of our instructing verse. 191:06,365[A ]| O may it prove of such a lasting date 191:06,366[A ]| To$9$ conquer time and triumph over fate. 191:06,367[A ]| Apollo's self inspires the useful song, 191:06,368[A ]| And all that$6#1$ to$4$ Apollo does belong, 191:06,369[A ]| Like$4$ him, should ever live and be forever young. 191:06,370[A ]| How shall posterity admire our skill, 191:06,371[A ]| Taught by$4$ the muse to$9$ know the lurking ill; 191:06,372[A ]| And when his dreadful visage they behold, 191:06,373[A ]| Cry, this is the disease whose signs of old 191:06,374[A ]| The inspired physician in$4$ bright numbers told. 191:06,375[A ]| For$3$ though the infernal pest should quit the earth, 191:06,376[A ]| Absconding in$4$ the hell that$6#1$ gave it birth, 191:06,377[A ]| Yet after lazy revolutions passed, 191:06,378[A ]| The unsuspected prodigy at last 191:06,379[A ]| Shall from the womb of night once more be hurled, 191:06,380[A ]| To$9$ infect the skies and to$9$ amaze the world. 191:06,381[A ]| What therefore seems most wondrous in$4$ his course 191:06,382[A ]| Is that$3$ he should so$5#1$ long conceal his force; 191:06,383[A ]| For$3$ when the foe his secret way has made 191:06,384[A ]| And in$4$ our entrails strong detachments laid, 191:06,385[A ]| Yet oft the moon four monthly rounds shall steer 191:06,386[A ]| Before convincing symptoms shall appear: 191:06,387[A ]| So$5#1$ long the malady shall lurk within 191:06,388[A ]| And grow confirmed before the danger is seen, 191:06,389[A ]| Yet with disturbance to$4$ the wretch diseased 191:06,390[A ]| Who$6#1$ with unwonted heaviness is seized; 191:06,391[A ]| With dropping spirits his affairs pursues, 191:06,392[A ]| And all his limbs their offices refuse. 191:06,393[A ]| The cheerful glories of his eyes decay 191:06,394[A ]| And from his cheeks the roses fade away; 191:06,395[A ]| A leaden hue over all his face is spread 191:06,396[A ]| And greater weights depress his drooping head; 191:06,397[A ]| Till by$4$ degrees the secret parts shall show 191:06,398[A ]| By$4$ open proofs the undermining foe, 191:06,399[A ]| Who$6#1$ now his dreadful ensigns shall display, 191:06,400[A ]| Devour and harass in$4$ the sight of day. 191:06,401[A ]| Again, when cheerful light has left the skies 191:06,402[A ]| And night's ungrateful shades and vapours rise, 191:06,403[A ]| When nature to$4$ our spirits sounds retreat 191:06,404[A ]| And to$4$ the vitals calls her straggling heat, 191:06,405[A ]| When the outworks are no$2$ more of warmth possessed, 191:06,406[A ]| Bloodless and with a load of humours pressed, 191:06,407[A ]| When every kind relief is retired within, 191:06,408[A ]| It is then the execrable pains begin. 191:06,409[A ]| Arms shoulders, legs with restless aches vexed 191:06,410[A ]| And with convulsions every nerve perplexed. 191:06,411[A ]| For$3$ when through all our veins the infection is spread 191:06,412[A ]| And by$4$ whatever should feed the body fed, 191:06,413[A ]| When nature strives the vitals to$9$ defend, 191:06,414[A ]| And all destructive humours outward send, 191:06,415[A ]| These being viscous, gross and loath to$9$ start, 191:06,416[A ]| In$4$ its dull march shall torture every part; 191:06,417[A ]| Whence to$4$ the bloodless nerves dire pains ensue, 191:06,418[A ]| At once contracted and extended too. 191:06,419[A ]| The thinner parts will$1$ yet not stick so$5#1$ fast, 191:06,420[A ]| But to$4$ the surface of the skin are cast, 191:06,421[A ]| Which$6#1$ in$4$ foul blotches over the body spread, 191:06,422[A ]| Profane the bosom and deform the head; 191:06,423[A ]| Here pustules in$4$ the form of acorns swelled, 191:06,424[A ]| In$4$ form alone, for$3$ these with stench are filled 191:06,425[A ]| Whose ripeness is corruption, that$6#1$ in$4$ time 191:06,426[A ]| Disdain confinement and discharge the slime. 191:06,427[A ]| Yet oft the foe would turn his forces back, 191:06,428[A ]| The brawn and inmost muscles to$9$ attack, 191:06,429[A ]| And pierce so$5#1$ deep, that$3$ the bare bones have been 191:06,430[A ]| Between the dreadful fleshy breaches seen. 191:06,431[A ]| When on$4$ the vocal parts his rage was spent 191:06,432[A ]| Imperfect sounds for$4$ tuneful speech was sent. 191:06,433[A ]| As on$4$ a springing plant, you have beheld 191:06,434[A ]| The juice that$6#1$ through the tender bark has swelled, 191:06,435[A ]| That$6#1$ from the sap's more viscous part did come, 191:06,436[A ]| Till by$4$ the sun condensed into a gum, 191:06,437[A ]| So$3$ when this bane is once received within, 191:06,438[A ]| With such eruptions he shall force the skin; 191:06,439[A ]| And when the humour for$4$ a time has flowed, 191:06,440[A ]| Grow fixed at last and harden to$4$ a node. 191:06,441[A ]| Hence some young swain, as on$4$ the rocks he stood 191:06,442[A ]| To$9$ view his picture in$4$ the crystal flood, 191:06,443[A ]| And finding there his lovely cheeks deformed, 191:06,444[A ]| Against the stars, against the gods he stormed. 191:06,445[A ]| Meanwhile the sable wings of night are spread 191:06,446[A ]| And balmy sleep on$4$ every creature shed. 191:06,447[A ]| These wretches only no$2$ repose could take, 191:06,448[A ]| By$4$ this tormenting fiend still kept awake; 191:06,449[A ]| Impatient till the morn restored the light, 191:06,450[A ]| Then cursed her beams and wished again for$4$ night. 191:06,451[A ]| Ceres in$4$ vain her blessings did afford: 191:06,452[A ]| In$4$ vain the flowing goblet crowned the board. 191:06,453[A ]| No$2$ comfort they in$4$ large possessions had 191:06,454[A ]| Of farms or towns, but even in$4$ banquets sad. 191:06,455[A ]| In$4$ vain the streams, and meads they did frequent: 191:06,456[A ]| The dismal thought pursued wherever they went; 191:06,457[A ]| And when for$4$ prospect they would climb the hill, 191:06,458[A ]| The dire remembrance hagged their fancy still. 191:06,459[A ]| In$4$ vain the gods themselves they did invoke, 191:06,460[A ]| Adorned their shrines and made their altars smoke: 191:06,461[A ]| They bribed and prayed, yet still reliefless lay, 191:06,462[A ]| Their offered gums consumed less fast than they. 191:06,463[A ]| Shall I relate what I myself beheld, 191:06,464[A ]| Where Ollius stream with gentle plenty swelled? 191:06,465[A ]| In$4$ those fair meads where Ollius cuts his way, 191:06,466[A ]| A youth of godlike form I did survey, 191:06,467[A ]| By$4$ all the world besides unparalleled, 191:06,468[A ]| And even in$4$ Italy by$4$ none excelled. 191:06,469[A ]| First signs of manhood on$4$ his cheeks were shown, 191:06,470[A ]| A tender harvest, and but thinly sown, 191:06,471[A ]| Besides those charms that$6#1$ did his person grace, 191:06,472[A ]| Descended from a rich and noble race. 191:06,473[A ]| What transport in$4$ spectators did he breed, 191:06,474[A ]| Mounted and managing the fiery steed; 191:06,475[A ]| What joy at once and terror did we feel 191:06,476[A ]| When he prepared for$4$ field and shone in$4$ steel; 191:06,477[A ]| Of equal strength and skill for$4$ exercise, 191:06,478[A ]| All conflicts tried, but never lost a prize. 191:06,479[A ]| Oft in$4$ the chase his courser he would forego, 191:06,480[A ]| Trust his own feet and turn the swiftest roe. 191:06,481[A ]| For$4$ him each nymph, for$4$ him each goddess strove, 191:06,482[A ]| Of hill, of plain, of meadow, stream and grove; 191:06,483[A ]| Nor can we doubt that$3$ in$4$ this numerous train, 191:06,484[A ]| Someone (neglected) did to$4$ heaven complain, 191:06,485[A ]| Who$6#1$ though in$4$ vain she loved, yet did not curse in$4$ vain. 191:06,486[A ]| For$3$ whilst the youth did to$4$ his strength confide, 191:06,487[A ]| And nerves in$4$ every task of hardship tried, 191:06,488[A ]| This finished piece, this celebrated frame, 191:06,489[A ]| The mansion of a loathed disease became: 191:06,490[A ]| But of such baneful and malignant kind 191:06,491[A ]| As ages past never knew, and future never shall find. 191:06,492[A ]| Now might you see his spring of youth decay; 191:06,493[A ]| The verdure die, the blossoms fall away: 191:06,494[A ]| The foul infection over his body spread, 191:06,495[A ]| Profanes his bosom and deforms his head. 191:06,496[A ]| His wretched limbs with filth and stench overflow, 191:06,497[A ]| While flesh divides and shows the bones below. 191:06,498[A ]| Dire ulcers (can the gods permit them?) prey 191:06,499[A ]| On$4$ his fair eye-balls and devour their day, 191:06,500[A ]| Whilst the neat pyramid below falls mouldering quite away. 191:06,501[A ]| Him neighbouring Alps bewailed with constant dew: 191:06,502[A ]| Ollius no$2$ more his wonted passage knew. 191:06,503[A ]| Hills, valleys, rocks, streams, groves, his face bemoaned, 191:06,504[A ]| Sebinus lake from deepest caverns groaned. 191:06,505[A ]| From hence malicious Saturn's force is known, 191:06,506[A ]| From whose malignant orb this plague was thrown; 191:06,507[A ]| To$4$ whom more cruel Mars assistance lent, 191:06,508[A ]| And clubbed his influence to$4$ the dire event. 191:06,509[A ]| Nor could the malice of the stars suffice 191:06,510[A ]| To$9$ make such execrable mischief rise; 191:06,511[A ]| For$3$ certainly before this disease began 191:06,512[A ]| Through hell's dark courts the cursing furies ran, 191:06,513[A ]| Where to$4$ astonished ghosts they did relate 191:06,514[A ]| In$4$ dreadful songs the burthen of our fate; 191:06,515[A ]| The Stygian pool did to$4$ the bottom rake 191:06,516[A ]| And from its dregs the cursed ingredients take, 191:06,517[A ]| Which$6#1$ scattered since through Europe wide and far 191:06,518[A ]| Bred pestilence and more consuming war. 191:00,000[A ]| 191:00,000[A ]| 191:00,000[A ]| 191:00,000[A ]| 191:00,000[A ]| 191:00,000[A ]| 191:00,000[A ]| 192:24,000@@@@@| 192:24,000[' ]| 192:24,000[' ]| 192:24,001[' ]| See where the royal shrine erected high, 192:24,002[' ]| Threatening the temple's roof as that$6#2$ the sky; 192:24,003[' ]| With starry lamps and banners blazing round, 192:24,004[' ]| And all the pageantry of death is crowned. 192:24,005[' ]| For$3$ ah! with flattering pride and triumph vain 192:24,006[' ]| Those pyramids the dazzling pomp sustain: 192:24,007[' ]| While high in$4$ state their glittering trophies rise, 192:24,008[' ]| Low at their basis, Britain's glory lies. 192:24,009[' ]| Nor sleep those blessed remains in$4$ dead of night 192:24,010[' ]| Watched only by$4$ unactive tapers' light, 192:24,011[' ]| For$3$ thronging seraphs, from celestial bowers, 192:24,012[' ]| Descend to$9$ strew the royal hearse with flowers; 192:24,013[' ]| What sovereign odour from that$6#2$ mixture springs, 192:24,014[' ]| Fanned and sublimed by$4$ hovering angels' wings! 192:24,015[' ]| These rites performed, the ethereal troops resign 192:24,016[' ]| To$4$ forms divine as theirs the royal shrine. 192:24,017[' ]| For$3$, lo! four matrons, deep in$4$ sables clad, 192:24,018[' ]| Of solemn mien and aspect charming sad, 192:24,019[' ]| Advance; with each her ensigns waving high, 192:24,020[' ]| The emblems of her power, or piety. 192:24,021[' ]| August Britannia, the procession leads; 192:24,022[' ]| In$4$ state the Belgian matron her succeeds. 192:24,023[' ]| Britannia's train in$4$ grandeur of a court, 192:24,024[' ]| Her globe, her sceptre, and her crown support; 192:24,025[' ]| Batavia, with her own escutcheon graced, 192:24,026[' ]| Where lions rampant grasp her arrows fast. 192:24,027[' ]| Eusebia next appears in$4$ pomp divine, 192:24,028[' ]| See how her mitre, and her crosier, shine! 192:24,029[' ]| Irene brings the rear; but she, forlorn, 192:24,030[' ]| No$2$ badge but of distress before her borne; 192:24,031[' ]| A wreath of lilies her sad herald wore, 192:24,032[' ]| But lilies crimsoned in$4$ her offspring's gore. 192:24,033[' ]| Now to$4$ their sundry stations they disperse, 192:24,034[' ]| The high-arched inlets to$4$ the sovereign hearse, 192:24,035[' ]| Where solemnly each matron takes her stand, 192:24,036[' ]| With each a fuming censer in$4$ her hand. 192:24,037[' ]| All mute a while, with awful sorrow struck, 192:24,038[' ]| Till Belgia thus in$4$ troubled accents spoke. 192:24,039[B ]| Ah, how transformed from what I was of late! 192:24,040[B ]| How blessed, ye powers, how prosperous was my state! 192:24,041[B ]| My flourishing towns with pleasure I surveyed, 192:24,042[B ]| The word's great mart and seat of commerce made; 192:24,043[B ]| Covering with floating colonies the main, 192:24,044[B ]| While Gallic rage at home I could sustain; 192:24,045[B ]| Visit both poles, to$4$ spicy climates run, 192:24,046[B ]| And spread my naval wings before the rising sun. 192:24,047[B ]| No$2$ more can populous towns, or swelling seas, 192:24,048[B ]| The stronger deluge of my grief appease, 192:24,049[B ]| My spicy Eastern groves no$2$ longer please. 192:24,050[B ]| Matrons sad vigils through my cities keep; 192:24,051[B ]| With streaming tears my sailors swell the deep; 192:24,052[B ]| There tritons, started from their coral cells, 192:24,053[B ]| Ranged on$4$ the rocks to$4$ dirges tune their shells: 192:24,054[B ]| On$4$ separate cliffs their pensive nereids sit, 192:24,055[B ]| No$2$ cheerful song or amorous glance admit; 192:24,056[B ]| No$2$ more with pearl and amber deck their head, 192:24,057[B ]| But mourn, forlorn, their Amphitrite dead, 192:24,058[B ]| From dawn to$4$ dusk, and weep the stars to$4$ bed. 192:24,059[B ]| Ye winds that$6#1$ waft my freighted fleets away, 192:24,060[B ]| Neglect your charge; let useless traffic stay 192:24,061[B ]| Till you to$4$ Java's isle my sighs convey. 192:24,062[B ]| Fate's triumph over nature there proclaim, 192:24,063[B ]| And say Maria is nothing but a name! 192:24,064[B ]| A hearse, an urn, as vulgar mortals are; 192:24,065[B ]| To$4$ earth no$2$ more ~~ but to$4$ the skies a star. 192:24,066[' ]| She said ~~ Irene next her plaints addressed, 192:24,067[' ]| Plaints which$6#1$ her looks too sensibly expressed: 192:24,068[' ]| (An exile from her native shore she fled, 192:24,069[' ]| By$4$ innocence and mourning angels led). 192:24,070[' ]| A pearly shower her fairer face bedews, 192:24,071[' ]| While thus what passion dictates, she pursues. 192:24,072[C ]| Instruct me, grief, unable to$9$ sustain 192:24,073[C ]| Thy pressing weight; to$4$ whom shall I complain? 192:24,074[C ]| To$4$ earth or skies? ~~ It is they that$6#1$ have engrossed. 192:24,075[C ]| It is they that$6#1$ share the treasure I have lost. 192:24,076[C ]| To$4$ seas? ~~ There Thetis comfortless appears, 192:24,077[C ]| And for$4$ herself reserves the ocean's tears. 192:24,078[C ]| To$4$ gentle winds and air if I complain, 192:24,079[C ]| They can but sigh, and sigh like$4$ me in$4$ vain! 192:24,080[C ]| Nature replies, when her relief I try, 192:24,081[C ]| That$3$ she has lost, and grieves as much as I. 192:24,082[C ]| Or would I to$4$ Maria's self address 192:24,083[C ]| (The royal refuge of my past distress), 192:24,084[C ]| The queen of pity I no$2$ longer find 192:24,085[C ]| Enthroned, But here (ah fatal change!) enshrined. 192:24,086[C ]| High rapt in$4$ heavenly bowers her soul remains, 192:24,087[C ]| Her breathless relics a deaf tomb contains. 192:24,088[C ]| Ye happier rivals in$4$ our common grief! 192:24,089[C ]| You mourn, but not like$4$ me, without relief. 192:24,090[C ]| Britain and Belgia through the main can roam, 192:24,091[C ]| Enriched with treasures of both Indies come, 192:24,092[C ]| And, like$4$ an altar, deck Maria's tomb. 192:24,093[C ]| Her hierarchy does fair Eusebia bless: 192:24,094[C ]| Secure she does her sacred rights possess, 192:24,095[C ]| And stores of grateful incense can address. 192:24,096[C ]| What tribute to$4$ her ashes can I give, 192:24,097[C ]| Who$6#1$ only did by$4$ her indulgence live? 192:24,098[C ]| A wretch's last reserve I will$1$ bestow, 192:24,099[C ]| My tears ~~ but see ~~ they uncommanded flow! 192:24,100[C ]| Like$4$ weeping Niobe's their streams renew: 192:24,101[C ]| Oh that$3$ like$4$ her I could turn marble too! 192:24,102[' ]| She ceased! ~~ Eusebia then her starry head 192:24,103[' ]| With mournful grace unveiled, and sighing said: 192:24,104[D ]| If strangers can such deep concern express, 192:24,105[D ]| What accents will$1$ suffice for$4$ my distress! 192:24,106[D ]| Of these remains can I sustain the sight, 192:24,107[D ]| Who$6#1$ claim a subject's and a daughter's right; 192:24,108[D ]| Nursed with her warmest beams, whose lustre filled 192:24,109[D ]| My front with stars and did my mitre gild. 192:24,110[D ]| Eve, new created, no$2$ such pleasure took 192:24,111[D ]| Her own bright form discovering in$4$ the brook; 192:24,112[D ]| And, wheresoever her ravished eyes she threw, 192:24,113[D ]| Still to$9$ have blooming paradise in$4$ view. 192:24,114[D ]| So$3$ I at my own happiness admired ~~ 192:24,115[D ]| Ah where are now those golden dreams retired? 192:24,116[D ]| Their faint idea my sick thought employs, 192:24,117[D ]| A cold remembrance of departed joys. 192:24,118[D ]| As ship-wrecked mariners on$4$ some bleak shore, 192:24,119[D ]| The riches of their perished freight deplore, 192:24,120[D ]| Let me, the treasure I have lost declare, 192:24,121[D ]| Too vast for$4$ time and nature to$9$ repair. 192:24,122[D ]| Be hushed ye winds, ye skies serene and clear, 192:24,123[D ]| No$2$ lowering cloud or angry wave appear, 192:24,124[D ]| While my Maria's virtues I recite! 192:24,125[D ]| Oh were my language like$4$ her virtues bright 192:24,126[D ]| The charming sounds would guests from heaven invite: 192:24,127[D ]| Heaven would be here, and with immortal lays, 192:24,128[D ]| Myself a seraph, while I sung her praise. 192:24,129[D ]| What ancient poets did, inspired, aver 192:24,130[D ]| Of female worth was prophecy of her; 192:24,131[D ]| And what their age by$4$ revelation saw, 192:24,132[D ]| Posterity must from her story draw. 192:24,133[D ]| Her breast each centring excellence could boast, 192:24,134[D ]| The scattered virtues of her sex engrossed; 192:24,135[D ]| Nor did those beams on$4$ her refracted fall, 192:24,136[D ]| She all possessed, and in$4$ perfection all; 192:24,137[D ]| Could majesty and mildness reconcile, 192:24,138[D ]| Hold sovereign awe, yet on$4$ her subjects smile. 192:24,139[D ]| Not only calm, but constant was her mind, 192:24,140[D ]| Fixed as the centre to$4$ earth's globe assigned: 192:24,141[D ]| A fortress, which$6#1$ the fates in$4$ vain assailed, 192:24,142[D ]| And where the baffled king of terrors failed; 192:24,143[D ]| Cheerful as angels or the springing day 192:24,144[D ]| That$6#1$ tunes the groves and makes the meadows gay. 192:24,145[D ]| For$3$ blameless mirth heaven's offspring is confessed, 192:24,146[D ]| And heaven was ever in$4$ Maria's breast. 192:24,147[D ]| Her words and actions, all exactly weighed 192:24,148[D ]| In$4$ reason's scale, and by$4$ discretion swayed, 192:24,149[D ]| Alike from prejudice and passion free, 192:24,150[D ]| Henceforth of prudence shall the standard be. 192:24,151[D ]| Let heaven (with heaven she correspondence held) 192:24,152[D ]| Say how my saint in$4$ piety excelled. 192:24,153[D ]| Its sinking empire how she did support 192:24,154[D ]| And to$4$ a sanctuary reformed a court. 192:24,155[D ]| Say, how her bright example could disarm 192:24,156[D ]| Established vice and make religion charm. 192:24,157[D ]| What frequent visits to$4$ my temple pay, 192:24,158[D ]| And there instruct devotion how to$9$ pray; 192:24,159[D ]| Where thronging cherubs did her zeal attend, 192:24,160[D ]| Ambitious who$6#1$ should with her vows ascend. 192:24,161[D ]| But charity, her soul's essential grace, 192:24,162[D ]| In$4$ tenderest strokes was pictured in$4$ her face, 192:24,163[D ]| Who$6#1$ like$4$ an angel could at sufferings melt, 192:24,164[D ]| Condole the misery she had never felt. 192:24,165[D ]| Relieved, till royal bounty she had drained, 192:24,166[D ]| Then with her tears the exhausted store maintained; 192:24,167[D ]| Kind as the pelican in$4$ times of need, 192:24,168[D ]| When for$4$ her craving offspring she does bleed. 192:24,169[D ]| Such was my sovereign! such and yet expired! 192:24,170[D ]| To$4$ earth so$5#1$ needful, yet from earth retired. 192:24,171[D ]| Yet see! No$2$ wreck of elements is found! 192:24,172[D ]| Time journeys on$5$, and nature keeps her round: 192:24,173[D ]| Our vales may bloom again, our groves be green, 192:24,174[D ]| No$2$ more the goddess of the spring be seen! 192:24,175[D ]| She is fled! Divine Maria's vanished hence, 192:24,176[D ]| And sleeps with queens of common providence. 192:24,177[D ]| Like$4$ them, she has to$4$ fate resigned her breath; 192:24,178[D ]| O triumph of the grave! O pomp of death! 192:24,179[D ]| With her entombed ~~ 192:24,180[D ]| Youth, beauty, virtue, their interment have. 192:24,181[D ]| O pomp of death! O triumph of the grave! 192:24,182[D ]| Yet tyrants live, ah! What can reason say? 192:24,183[D ]| They keep their thrones who$6#1$ iron sceptres sway. 192:24,184[D ]| Support me faith; if faith too feeble be, 192:24,185[D ]| Support my faith Maria's piety! 192:24,186[' ]| She paused and wept. 192:24,187[' ]| Britannia, though with equal grief oppressed; 192:24,188[' ]| Majestic thus her orisons addressed. 192:24,189[E ]| Hail saint and queen, ~~ too weak alas that$6#2$ style! 192:24,190[E ]| Hail heroine and goddess on$4$ our isle! 192:24,191[E ]| My Pallas, who$6#1$ could absent Mars supply; 192:24,192[E ]| And, Jove withdrawn, like$4$ Juno rule the sky. 192:24,193[E ]| Empire she prized not, though to$4$ empire born, 192:24,194[E ]| Nor sought the power she could so$5#1$ well adorn: 192:24,195[E ]| Yet held her British throne securely calm, 192:24,196[E ]| As Deborah within her grove of palm; 192:24,197[E ]| From whose oraculous shade she did prescribe, 192:24,198[E ]| And audience gave to$4$ each consulting tribe, 192:24,199[E ]| My regent, with such grandeur, such address, 192:24,200[E ]| In$4$ council swayed; and pressed with last distress, 192:24,201[E ]| Like$4$ her, spoke victory and looked success. 192:24,202[E ]| In$4$ public storms she heard the billows rave, 192:24,203[E ]| And cheerfully the needful orders gave. 192:24,204[E ]| With pious hope adjusted her commands, 192:24,205[E ]| And left the event in$4$ providence's hands. 192:24,206[E ]| She knew what mien the sceptre, crown and globe, 192:24,207[E ]| What majesty became the imperial robe; 192:24,208[E ]| But from the encumbrance freed of sovereign awe, 192:24,209[E ]| What artist can her milder beauties draw? 192:24,210[E ]| What colours shall express? What pencil trace 192:24,211[E ]| The charms that$6#1$ did her conversation grace? 192:24,212[E ]| How beaming joys her aspect did adorn, 192:24,213[E ]| And how she moved the goddess of the morn. 192:24,214[E ]| What harmony did in$4$ her language dwell; 192:24,215[E ]| How sullen griefs her accents could dispel, 192:24,216[E ]| While softer they than shedding roses fell. 192:24,217[E ]| Methinks I hear lamenting April say, 192:24,218[E ]| Unwelcome now returns my latest day, 192:24,219[E ]| That$6#1$ once eclipsed the blooming pride of May. 192:24,220[E ]| The day that$6#1$ with auspicious hours did smile, 192:24,221[E ]| And gave a Jubilee to$4$ Britain's isle. 192:24,222[E ]| No$2$ more that$6#2$ festival shall entertain 192:24,223[E ]| The court with revel or harmonious strain: 192:24,224[E ]| For$3$ cheerful songs my bards must now retreat 192:24,225[E ]| And dirges breathe to$4$ some forsaken seat. 192:24,226[E ]| Seek gloomy vales, where blasted nature pines, 192:24,227[E ]| And grief with night in$4$ cold embraces joins. 192:24,228[E ]| Let there, what never must in$4$ crowds be told, 192:24,229[E ]| Your mourning muse that$6#2$ dismal scene unfold. 192:24,230[E ]| Let fancy there rehearse in$4$ wild complaint, 192:24,231[E ]| The sickening sovereign, the expiring saint. 192:24,232[E ]| When sacrilegious maladies combined, 192:24,233[E ]| Beauty's imperial temple undermined. 192:24,234[E ]| How ravaging through her rich veins they flew, 192:24,235[E ]| Till all in$4$ one assault ~~ 192:24,236[E ]| Against her generous heart their forces drew. 192:24,237[E ]| While nature could no$2$ more the fort supply, 192:24,238[E ]| And vanquished art itself stood sighing by$5$. 192:24,239[E ]| Well may his sons despair when Phoebus shrouds 192:24,240[E ]| His baffled head, and skulks in$4$ conscious clouds 192:24,241[E ]| Drives wide his wain, shuns his meridian way 192:24,242[E ]| And through continued darkness steals the day. 192:24,243[E ]| Immortal powers, can you behold ungrieved 192:24,244[E ]| Her agonies, who$6#1$ nations had relieved? 192:24,245[E ]| Amidst her pangs, see how she lies resigned 192:24,246[E ]| To$4$ your disposal, while you seem unkind! 192:24,247[E ]| Undaunted, yet to$4$ your allegiance true, 192:24,248[E ]| Bids death defiance, but submits to$4$ you. 192:24,249[E ]| She sees distraction through her palace spread, 192:24,250[E ]| She sees the graces weeping round her bed, 192:24,251[E ]| Yet still composed; till her expiring sight 192:24,252[E ]| Her swooning hero ~~ Here let deepest night 192:24,253[E ]| Her mantle spread, and nature's face disguise, 192:24,254[E ]| While Caesar sinks and while Maria's eyes 192:24,255[E ]| Closing transfer their glories to$4$ the skies. 192:24,256[E ]| Oh what convulsions now shook Britain's breast! 192:24,257[E ]| Her sun and moon in$4$ one eclipse oppressed. 192:24,258[E ]| Yet, O Alcides of our age, sustain 192:24,259[E ]| Thy last and greatest task to$9$ live and reign! 192:24,260[E ]| This conquest must distinguish your bright name, 192:24,261[E ]| And write you foremost in$4$ the list of fame. 192:24,262[E ]| Death never is distant when perfection is near; 192:24,263[E ]| Virtue sublimed will$1$ quickly disappear. 192:24,264[E ]| Maria is fallen! Worthy to$9$ have survived 192:24,265[E ]| Till Caesar's promised triumphs were arrived; 192:24,266[E ]| Till harassed Europe's freedom she surveyed, 192:24,267[E ]| And crowned the halcyon days for$4$ which$6#1$ she prayed. 192:24,268[E ]| Speak you, who$6#1$ commerce with immortals hold, 192:24,269[E ]| These labyrinths of providence unfold! 192:24,270[E ]| Eusebia speak! 192:24,271[' ]| Eusebia's sacred breast 192:24,272[' ]| With rapture filled, inspiring zeal confessed. 192:24,273[' ]| Divinely bright, her frontlet stars appeared, 192:24,274[' ]| While up$5$ towards heaven her ravished eyes she reared. 192:24,275[' ]| The temple shakes, the yielding roof gives way, 192:24,276[' ]| And opes a prospect to$4$ eternal day. 192:24,277[' ]| Through all the dome ambrosial fragrance spread, 192:24,278[' ]| While thus, in$4$ ecstasy, the matron said: 192:24,279[D ]| With robes invested of celestial dye 192:24,280[D ]| She towers and treads the empyrean sky! 192:24,281[D ]| Angelic choirs, skilled in$4$ triumphant song, 192:24,282[D ]| Heaven's battlements and crystal turrets throng. 192:24,283[D ]| The signal is given, the eternal gates unfold, 192:24,284[D ]| Blazing with jasper, wreathed in$4$ burnished gold. 192:24,285[D ]| From bowers of amaranth and nectar streams 192:24,286[D ]| (Mansions of rapture and inspiring dreams) 192:24,287[D ]| The host of saints Maria's triumph meet, 192:24,288[D ]| Maria, all, their own Maria greet. 192:24,289[D ]| Behold a reverend shade steps forth, his head 192:24,290[D ]| Mitred in$4$ glory, deep his vestments spread. 192:24,291[D ]| O patriarch mild! Thy aspect still I know, 192:24,292[D ]| That$6#1$ even on$4$ earth so$5#1$ much of heaven did show. 192:24,293[D ]| Heaven's messenger to$4$ us, thou first didst prove, 192:24,294[D ]| And now Maria is to$4$ the blessed above. 192:24,295[D ]| Now, pointing up$5$, he shows, prepared on$4$ high, 192:24,296[D ]| Her chair of state and starry canopy: 192:24,297[D ]| She takes her throne, but there installed, so$5#1$ bright 192:24,298[D ]| Her form, I lose her in$4$ excess of light. 192:25,000@@@@@| 192:25,000[' ]| 192:25,001[A ]| Go shepherds, to$4$ your cottages retire. 192:25,002[A ]| Your Dorset mourns ~~ no$2$ more the pipe inspire! 192:25,003[A ]| Your mirth is done, your care is vain ~~ what need 192:25,004[A ]| To$9$ tend those flocks that$6#1$ will$1$ no$2$ longer feed? 192:25,005[A ]| Nature herself with troubled face appears, 192:25,006[A ]| And sable robes for$4$ her lost darling wears; 192:25,007[A ]| She sighs in$4$ storms, and weeps in$4$ showers of tears. 192:25,008[A ]| Her vital powers in$4$ discontent retreat; 192:25,009[A ]| Her elemental fire withdraws its heat. 192:25,010[A ]| The sullen air admits no$2$ cheerful beam, 192:25,011[A ]| And grief has silenced every vocal stream. 192:25,012[A ]| Even earth that$6#1$ does the precious relics shroud, 192:25,013[A ]| Laments the treasure that$6#1$ should make her proud: 192:25,014[A ]| Alone exempted from the general care, 192:25,015[A ]| The skies rejoice to$9$ have regained a star: 192:25,016[A ]| With fresh recruits of light they shine and glow, 192:25,017[A ]| Regardless of our sufferings here below; 192:25,018[A ]| With cruel joy they triumph at our cost, 192:25,019[A ]| And revel with the prize that$6#1$ we have lost. 192:25,020[A ]| Profane disease! thy crime had been too great 192:25,021[A ]| In$4$ only battering so$5#1$ fair a seat; 192:25,022[A ]| Which$6#1$ spitefully thou quite hast undermined, 192:25,023[A ]| Because the bright remains would still have shined. 192:25,024[A ]| So$3$ envious Rome no$2$ method could employ 192:25,025[A ]| Fair Carthage to$9$ subdue but to$9$ destroy. 192:25,026[A ]| Mute are the groves where happy shepherds sung, 192:25,027[A ]| And Philomel once more has lost her tongue. 192:25,028[A ]| The palm and myrtle groves no$2$ longer please; 192:25,029[A ]| Cyprus and yew are now the only trees. 192:25,030[A ]| The mournfullest objects most endearments have, 192:25,031[A ]| The lonesome vale delights; the gloomy cave 192:25,032[A ]| Can please because it represents the grave. 192:25,033[A ]| Tears our refreshment are, our sole relief 192:25,034[A ]| No$2$ more to$9$ wish or hope, 192:25,035[A ]| But give despair free scope, 192:25,036[A ]| And roll the impetuous tide of grief! 192:25,037[A ]| If then so$5#1$ just and vast the sorrow be. 192:25,038[A ]| Of all who$6#1$ did the living wonder see, 192:25,039[A ]| Or only her famed character have heard, 192:25,040[A ]| To$9$ think such worth and beauty are interred; 192:25,041[A ]| How then shall be conceived, or how expressed, 192:25,042[A ]| The pangs that$6#1$ rent a tender mothers breast? 192:25,043[A ]| What language that$6#1$ can still the raging seas, 192:25,044[A ]| Charm discontent, and to$4$ despair give ease, 192:25,045[A ]| The conflict of maternal sighs appease? 192:25,046[A ]| Should wit pretend (what wit can never effect) 192:25,047[A ]| To$9$ treat the fair deceased with due respect; 192:25,048[A ]| In$4$ proper colours her resemblance paint, 192:25,049[A ]| In$4$ form an angel as in$4$ life a saint: 192:25,050[A ]| To$9$ say she was, when we can only say 192:25,051[A ]| That$3$ (oh!) she was ~~ all mild as springing day, 192:25,052[A ]| Cheerful and beauteous as the bloom of May; 192:25,053[A ]| That$3$, goddess-like, her presence did impart, 192:25,054[A ]| Reviving joys to$4$ every drooping heart; 192:25,055[A ]| That$3$ she spake music ~~ that$3$ for$4$ mien and air 192:25,056[A ]| She was all charms ~~ and yet as good as fair! 192:25,057[A ]| To$9$ show the meek, the generous patroness 192:25,058[A ]| And comforter of others in$4$ distress, 192:25,059[A ]| Herself laid languishing without redress, 192:25,060[A ]| Will$1$ this relieve a mourning parent's grief? 192:25,061[A ]| Ah! miserable art 192:25,062[A ]| That$6#1$ only canst impart 192:25,063[A ]| The food of sorrow, an unkind relief. 192:25,064[A ]| One only sovereign balm sick nature bears, 192:25,065[A ]| A royal mourner's sympathising tears. 192:25,066[A ]| Though gods nor goddesses may fate reverse, 192:25,067[A ]| A goddess, weeping, consecrates the hearse. 192:25,068[A ]| Behold the graces waiting on$4$ her urn, 192:25,069[A ]| Transformed as much as she for$4$ whom they mourn! 192:25,070[A ]| While Virtue's fairer train stand sighing by$5$, 192:25,071[A ]| Concerned such heavenly excellence could die. 192:25,072[A ]| Youth, Beauty, Innocence, assembled there, 192:25,073[A ]| With withered looks ~~ Zeal, Piety and Prayer, 192:25,074[A ]| Belief and Hope transfigured to$4$ despair. 192:25,075[A ]| There Charity, cold as her statue, stands, 192:25,076[A ]| And there Compassion wrings her helpless hands! 192:25,077[A ]| These were the tenderest darlings of her breast, 192:25,078[A ]| And like$4$ the turtle-brood, when dispossessed, 192:25,079[A ]| Hover and moan about their ruined nest! 192:25,080[A ]| While Death alone, with an insulting smile, 192:25,081[A ]| In$4$ triumph sits before the mournful pile. 192:25,082[A ]| Mistaken tyrant! thy designs are crossed, 192:25,083[A ]| It is thou and we who$6#1$ by$4$ this change have lost: 192:25,084[A ]| Of more than life thou only hast deprived 192:25,085[A ]| Those wretched mortals who$6#1$ her fate survived. 192:25,086[A ]| Look up$5$ and see, what will$1$ thy pride confound, 192:25,087[A ]| Thy rescued captive there with glory crowned! 192:25,088[A ]| Behold her seated in$4$ a bower of state 192:25,089[A ]| (Above the reach of any second fate) 192:25,090[A ]| While saints and seraphs on$4$ her triumph grow 192:25,091[A ]| With flowers that$6#1$ in$4$ celestial Eden grow, 192:25,092[A ]| They weave eternal chaplets for$4$ her brow, 192:25,093[A ]| While heavenly harmony her art employs 192:25,094[A ]| Echoed with songs of never-ceasing joys, 192:25,095[A ]| O sacred hierarchy! O realms of light! 192:25,096[A ]| Transporting vision ~~ but for$4$ mortal sight 192:25,097[A ]| Too dazzling, too insufferably bright! 192:25,098[A ]| Aspiring muse descend, the dusky plains 192:25,099[A ]| And vale of death best suit thy pensive strains. 192:25,100[A ]| Oh, since hard fate allows no$2$ more, return 192:25,101[A ]| To$9$ crown with bays and verse the sacred urn, 192:25,102[A ]| Such verse as may the gloomy desert charm. 192:25,103[A ]| Watch, guard the lovely saint's remains from harm; 192:25,104[A ]| With vital tears overcome 192:25,105[A ]| The coldness of her tomb, 192:25,106[A ]| And keep with glooming sighs her ashes ever warm. 192:25,107[A ]| Oh whither will$1$ the dismal scene extend! 192:25,108[A ]| Successive woe, where will$1$ thy current end? 192:25,109[A ]| Behold, forlorn, the muse's patron laid 192:25,110[A ]| With mourning Cupids in$4$ a cypress shade! 192:25,111[A ]| Of fate nor cruel skies he once complains 192:25,112[A ]| But inwardly the conflict he sustains, 192:25,113[A ]| The struggling tumult of his breast restrains. 192:25,114[A ]| O, Dorset, could our worthless lives pretend 192:25,115[A ]| (Whose comforts only on$4$ thy smiles depend) 192:25,116[A ]| To$9$ bribe thy griefs, how pleased could we resign 192:25,117[A ]| Our breaths, compounding for$4$ one pang of thine. 192:25,118[A ]| Our useless breaths are tendered now in$4$ vain, 192:25,119[A ]| Since tuneful notes no$2$ more must cheer the plain: 192:25,120[A ]| Let numbers cease ~~ for$3$ whom should they relieve 192:25,121[A ]| That$6#1$ can no$2$ comfort to$4$ their patron give? 192:25,122[A ]| Yet, Dorset, live ~~ in$4$ pity to$4$ the age, 192:25,123[A ]| That$6#1$, to$9$ condole thy loss, forgets its rage. 192:25,124[A ]| The impious age from that$6#2$ one crime is free, 192:25,125[A ]| Mad with intestine strife we all agree 192:25,126[A ]| Both in$4$ admiring and lamenting thee. 192:25,127[A ]| Let those dear pledges intercede at least, 192:25,128[A ]| The living relics of the fair deceased, 192:25,129[A ]| Till, infant beauty to$4$ full bloom arrived, 192:25,130[A ]| The mother's charms and virtues has revived; 192:25,131[A ]| Adorned with all that$6#1$ nature's self can crave 192:25,132[A ]| To$9$ make a full reprisal on$4$ the grave; 192:25,133[A ]| Till dawning Buckhurst to$4$ his zenith rise, 192:25,134[A ]| And warm (like$4$ you) and gild our northern skies; 192:25,135[A ]| Till a new series of unclouded years 192:25,136[A ]| (Reserved for$4$ him) in$4$ shining rank appears; 192:25,137[A ]| When his ripe fame shall every muse employ, 192:25,138[A ]| Next age's Dorset, Britain's second joy. 192:00,000[A ]|