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By sandy Ladon's lilied banks; On old Lycæus or Cyllene hoar
Trip no more in twilight ranks; Though Erymanth your loss deplore,
A better soil shall give ye thanks.
Bring your flocks, and live with us,
Such a rural Queen
All Arcadia hath not seen.
97 By sandy Ladon's lilied banks] Giles Fletcher's Christ's Victorie and Triumph, 1632. 'To Ladon sands,' p. 14. and 'On either side bank't with a lily wall,' p. 49. A. Dyce.
97 sandy] Browne's Brit. Past. ii. st. iv. p. 107.
'The silver Ladon on his sandy shore.
ANNO ÆTATIS 17.
ON THE DEATH OF A FAIR INFANT, DYING OF A COUGH.
O FAIREST flower, no sooner blown but blasted, Soft silken primrose fading timelessly,.
Summer's chief honour, if thou hadst out-lasted Bleak Winter's force that made thy blossom dry; For he being amorous on that lovely dye
That did thy cheek envermeil, thought to kiss, But kill'd, alas, and then bewail'd his fatal bliss
For since grim Aquilo his charioteer
By boisterous rape th' Athenian damsel got,
'O] Shakespeare's Passionate Pilgrim.
'Swet Rose, fair flower, untimely pluckt, soon vaded,
kiss] Shakesp. Venus and Adonis,
'He thought to kiss him, and hath kill'd him so.'
If likewise he some fair one wedded not,
So mounting up in icy-pearled car,
But all unwares with his cold-kind embrace 20 Unhous'd thy virgin soul from her fair biding place.
Yet art thou not inglorious in thy fate;
But then transform'd him to a purple flower : Alack, that so to change thee Winter had no power!
Yet can I not persuade me thou art dead,
12 infamous] The common accentuation of our elder poetry Drummond's Urania, 1616,
'On this infamous stage of woe to die.' Todd.
Or that thy beauties lie in wormy bed,
Oh no! for something in thy face did shine Above mortality, that show'd thou wast divine. 35
Resolve me then, oh Soul most surely blest,
Oh say me true, if thou wert mortal wight, [flight. And why from us so quickly thou didst take thy
Wert thou some star which from the ruin'd roof
Of sheeny Heav'n, and thou some Goddess fled Amongst us here below to hide thy nectar'd head?
Or wert thou that just Maid, who once before 50 Forsook the hated earth, O tell me sooth,
31 wormy] Shakesp. Mid. N. Dr. act iii. sc. ult.
Already to their wormy beds are gone.' Warton. were] He should have said 'are,' if the rhyme had permitted.
And cam'st again to visit us once more?
Or wert thou of the golden-winged host,
But oh, why didst thou not stay here below
To stand 'twixt us and our deserved smart? But thou canst best perform that office where thou
Then thou, the Mother of so sweet a Child,
53 Or wert] In this line a dissyllable word is wanting. Mr. J. Heskin conjectured Or wert thou Mercy,' &c.