III.

WALLER.

Of a LADY finging to her LUTE

F

AIR Charmer, ceafe, nor make your voice's prize A heart refign'd the conquest of your eyes : Well might, alas! that threatned veffel fail, Which winds and lightning both at once affail. We were too bleft with these inchanting lays, Which must be heav'nly when an Angel plays : But killing charms your lover's death contrive, Left heav'nly mufic fhould be heard alive.

Orpheus could charm the trees, buth thus a trée, Taught by your hand, can charm no less than he: A poet made the filent wood pursue,

This vocal wood had drawn the Poet too.

On a FAN of the Author's defign, in which was painted the ftory of CEPHALUS and PROCRIS, with the Motto, AURA VENI.

COME, gentle Air! th'Eolian fhepherd faid,

While Procris panted in the fecret fhade;
Come, gente Air, the fairer Delia cries,
While at her feet her fwain expiring lies.
Lo the glad gales o'er all her beauties ftray,
Breathe on her lips, and in her bofom play!
In Delia's hand this toy is fatal found,

Nor could that fabled dart more furely wound:
Both gifts deftructive to the givers prove;
Alike both lovers fall by thofe they love.
Yer guiltless too this bright deftroyer lives,
At random wounds, nor knows the wounds fhe gives:
She views the ftory with attentive eyes,
And pitics Procris, while her lover dies.

FA

IV.

COWLEY.

The GARDEN.

AIN would my Mufe the flow'ry Treasures fing, And humble glories of the youthful Spring; Where opening Roses breathing sweets diffuse, And foft Carnations fhow'r their balmy dews; Where Lilies fimile in virgin robes of white, The thin undrefs of fuperficial Light, And vary'd Tulips show fo dazling gay, Blufhing in bright diverfities of day. Each painted flouret in the lake below

Surveys its beauties, whence its beauties grow; 10
And pale Narciffus on the bank, in vain
Transformed, gazes on himself again.
Here aged trees Cathedral Walks compofe,
And mount the hill in venerable rows;

There the green Infants in their beds are laid, IS
The Garden's Hope, and its expected shade.
Here Orange-trees with blooms and pendants shine,
And vernal honours to their autumn join;
Exceed their promife in the ripen'd store,
Yet in the rifing bloffom promife more.

There in bright drops the crystal Fountains play,
By Laurels fhielded from the piercing day:
Where Daphne, now a tree as once a maid,
Still from Apollo vindicates her shade,

20

Still turns her beauties from th'invading beam, 25 Nor feeks in vain for fuccour to the ftream,

The stream at once preferves her virgin leaves,
At once a fhelter from her boughs receives,
Where Summer's beauty midft of Winter ftays.
And Winter's Coolness fpite of Summer's rays.

WEEPING.

WHILE Celia's Tears make forrow bright,

Proud grief fits fwelling in her eyes;

The Sun, next those the fairest light,
Thus from the Ocean first did rife:
And thus thro' Mifts we fee the Sun,
Which elfe we durft not gaze upon.

Thefe filver drops, like morning dew,
Foretell the fervour of the day :
So from one cloud foft fhow'rs we view,
And blafting lightnings burft away.

The Stars that fall from Celia's eye,
Declare our Doom in drawing nigh.

The Baby in that funny Sphere.

So like a Phaëton_appears,

That Heav'n, the threaten'd World to spare,
Tought fit to drown him in her Tears:
Elfe might t'ambitious Nymph afpire,
To fet, like him, Heav'n too on fire.

VOL. II.

V.

E. of ROCHESTER.

On SILENC E.

I.

SILENCE! coeval with Eternity;

Thou wert, ere Nature's felf began to be,

'Twas one vaft Nothing, all, and all flept fast in

thee.

II.

Thine was

the fway, ere heav'n was forin'd, or

earth,

Ere fruitful Thought conceiv'd creation's birth, Or midwife Word gave aid, and spoke the infant

forth.

III.

Then various elements, against thee join'd, In one more various animal combin'd, And fram'd the clam'rous race of bufy Human

kind.

IV.

The tongue mov'd gently firft, and; fpeech was

low,

'Till wrangling Science taught it noife and show, And wicked Wir arofe, thy most abufive foe.'