Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses; To the tann'd haycock in the mead, To many a youth, and many a maid, Till the live-long daylight fail; Then to the spicy nut-brown ale, With stories told of many a feat, When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, 90 95 100 105 110 110 lubber] There is a pretty tale of a witch that had the devil's mark about her, God bless us, that had a gyaunt to her son, that was called Lob-lye-by-the-fire.' Knight of the B. Pestle, act iii. sc. 1. Warton. Basks at the fire his hairy strength, By whispering winds soon lull'd asleep. Where throngs of knights and barons bold. In saffron robe, with taper clear, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, 120 weeds] Troilus and Cressida, act iii. sc. 3. 'Great Hector in his weeds of peace.' 122 Rain] From the Messaggiero of Tasso. quaggiu della lor virtu.' Todd. 115 120 125 130 135 • Piovano Black's Life of Tasso, ii. 476. Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus'self may heave his head 140 145 From golden slumber on a bed Of heap'd Elysian flowers, and hear Such strains as would have won the ear His half regain'd Eurydice. These delights if thou canst give, Mirth, with thee I mean to live. 147 Elysian flowers] See Par. Lost, iii. ver. 359. 150 ARCADES. Part of an Entertainment presented to the Countess Dowager of Derby, at Harefield, by some noble persons of her family; who appear on the scene in pastoral habit, moving toward the seat of state, with this song. SONG I. Look, Nymphs and Shepherds, look, Is that which we from hence descry, This, this is she To whom our vows and wishes bend; Fame, that her high worth to raise, 5 This] Jonson's Ent. at Altrope, 1603. 10 Mark what radiant state she spreads, Sitting like a Goddess bright, Might she the wise Latona be, Or the tower'd Cybele, Mother of a hundred Gods? Juno dares not give her odds; Who had thought this clime had held 15 20 25 As they come forward, the GENIUS of the wood appears, and turning toward them, speaks. GEN. Stay, gentle Swains, for though in this I see bright honour sparkle through your eyes; 23 give] Too lightly expressed for the occasion. Hurd. 30 Alpheus] Virg. Æn. iii. 694. Alpheum, fama est, huc Elidis amnem Newton. 30 |