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Jarr'd against nature's chime, and with harsh din Broke the fair music that all creatures made
To their great Lord, whose love their motion sway'd
In first obedience, and their state of good.
And keep in tune with Heav'n, till God ere long To his celestial consort us unite,
To live with him, and sing in endless morn of light.
AN EPITAPH ON THE MARCHIONESS OF
THIS rich marble doth inter
The honour'd wife of Winchester,
A Viscount's daughter, an Earl's heir,
Added to her noble birth,
More than she could own from earth.
To house with darkness, and with death.
20 nature's chime] Jonson's Epithal. vol. vii. 2.
To do their offices in nature's chime.' Warton.
Her high birth, and her graces
But with a scarce well-lighted flame;
19 He] See Ov. Metam. x. 4.
• Adfuit ille quidem: sed nec solennia verba, Nec lætos vultus, nec felix attulit omen : Fax quoque, quam tenuit, lacrymoso stridula fumo, Usque fuit, nullosque invenit motibus ignes.' Jortin. 33 womb] Browne's Brit. Past. b. ii. s. 1. ed. 1616. 'Where never plowshare ript his mother's wombe To give an aged seede a living tombe.
Pluck'd up by some unheedy swain,
Devoted to thy virtuous name;
Whilst thou, bright Saint, high sitt'st in glory,
47 Lady] Cyınbeline, act iv. sc. 2.
Quiet consummation have,
And renowned be thy grave!' Wurton.
The highly favour'd Joseph bore
SONG. ON MAY MORNING.
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger,
2 dancing] Spenser's F. Q. i. v. 2.
'At last the golden oriental gate
Of greatest heaven gan to open faire ;
1 star] Of the bright morning star.' Hen. More's Poems, p. 322.
1 harbinger] Shakesp. Mids. N. Dream, act iii. sc. ult.
And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger.' Warton.
Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
AN EPITAPH ON THE ADMIRABLE DRAMATIC POET W. SHAKESPEARE.*
WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honour'd bones,
The labour of an age in piled stones?
Or that his hallow'd reliques should be hid
Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,
What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou in our wonder and astonishment
Hast built thyself a live-long monument.
For whilst to th' shame of slow-endeavouring art Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart Hath from the leaves of thy unvalued book
10 welcome] Chaucer's Knight's Tale, ver. 1511.
* These lines were prefixed to the folio ed. of Shakespeare's Plays in 1632, but without Milton's name or initials. It is, therefore, the first of his pieces that was published. Warton. 11 unvalued] Invaluable. Rich. III. act i. sc. 4. 'Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels,' Todd.