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Her dugs were mark'd by every collier's hand,
OF A LADY SINGING TO HER LUTE. Fair charmer, cease, nor make your voice's prize, A heart resign'd, the conquest of your eyes : Well might, alas! that threaten'd vessel fail, Which winds and lightning both at once assail. We were too bless'd with these exchanting lays, Which must be heavenly when an angel plays; But killing charms your lover's death contrive, Lest heavenly music should be heard alive. Orpheus could charm the trees : but thus a tree, Taught by your hand, can charm no less than he A poet made the silent wood pursue, This vocal wood had drawn the poet too.
ON A FAN OF THE AUTHOR'S DESIGN. In which was painted the Story of Cephalus and
Procris, with the Motto, 'Aura veni.' 'Come, gentle air!' the Æolian shepherd said, While Procris panted in the secret shade;
Come, gentle air,' the fairer Delia cries, While at her feet her swain expiring lies. Lo, the glad gales o'er all her beauties stray, Breathe on her lips, and in her bosom play! In Delia's hand this toy is fatal found, Nor could that fatal dart more surely wound Both gifts destructive to the givers prove; Alike both lovers fall by those they love. Yet guiltless too the bright destroyer lives, At random wounds, nor knows the wound she gives She views the story with attentive eyes, And pities Procris, while her lover dies.
Here orange trees with blooms and pendants shina
While Celia's tears make sorrow bright,
Proud grief sits swelling in her eyes : The sun, next those the fairest light,
Thus from the ocean first did rise; And thus through mists we sce the sun, Which else we durst not gaze upon.
enese silver drops, like morning dew,
Foretell the fervour of the day :
And blasting lightnings burst away.
The baby in that sunny sphere
So like a Phaeton appears,
Thought fit to drown him in her tears :
EARL OF ROCHESTER
ON SILENCE. SILENCE! coeval with eternity,
Thou wert, ere nature's self began to be; Twas onevast nothing, all, and all slept fast in three. Thine was the sway, ere heav'n was formed, or
earth: Ere fruitful thought conceived creation's birth, r midwife word gave aid, and spoke the infant forth. The various elements against thee join'd
In one more various animal combined, And framed the clamorous race of busy human-kind.
The tongue moved gently first and speech was low,
Till wrangling science taught it noise and show, And wicked wit arose, thy most abusive foe.
But rebel wit deserts thee oft in vain ;
Lost in the maze of words he turns again,
Afflicted sense thou kindly dost set free,
With thee in private modest dulness lies,
And in thy bosom lurks in thonght's disguise ; Thou varnisher of fools, and cheat of all the wise!
Yet thy indulgence is by both confess'd;
Folly by thee lies sleeping in the breast, And 'tis in thee at last that wisdom seeks for rest.
Silence, the knave's repute, the whore's good namo,
The only honour of the wishing dame; Thy very want of tongue makes thee a kind of fame.
But couldst thou seize some tongues that now are
How church and state should be obliged to thee; At senate, and at bar, how welcome wouldst thou be! Yet speech e'en there submissively withdraws,
From rights of subjects, and the poor man's causes Then pompous Silence reigns, and stills the noisy
What favourites gain, and what the nation owes, Fly the forgetful world, and in thy arms repose.
The country wit, religion of the town,
The courtier's learning, policy of the gown, Are best by thee express'd; and shine in thee alona
The parson's cant, the lawyer's sophistry,
Lord's quibble, critic's jest, all end in thee, All rest in peace at last, and sleep eternally.
EARL OF DORSET
Reads Malbranche, Boyle, and Locke;
And wear a cleaner smock.
Are oddly join'd by fate :
That lies and stinks in state.
All white and black beside:
And masculine her stride.