E degli occhi suoi avventa sì gran fuoco VI. PER certo i bei vosır' occhi, Donna mia, Da quel lato si spinge ove mi duole, Scosso mi il petto, e poi n' uscendo poco Finchè mia alba rivien colma di rose. }༡:༤ { GIOVANE piano, e semplicetto amante, Poichè fuggir me stesso in dubbio sono, Farò divoto. Io certo a prove tante L' ebbi fedele, intrepido, costante, Di pensieri leggiadro, accorto, e buono. Tanto del forse e d' invidia sicuro, Di timori, e speranze al popol use, Quanto d' ingegno e d' alto valor vago, E di cetra sonora, e delle Muse. Sol troverete in tal parte men duro Ove Amor mise l' insanabil ago. VIII. WHEN THE ASSAULT WAS INTENDED TO THE CITY. CAPTAIN or Colonel, or Knight in Arms, Whose chance on these defenceless doors may If deed of honour did thee ever please, Guard them, and him within protect from harms. To save the Athenian walls from ruin bare. IX. [TO A VIRTUOUS YOUNG LADY.] LADY, that in the prime of earliest youth Wisely hast shunned the broad way and the green, Chosen thou hast; and they that overween, To fill thy odorous lamp with deeds of light, Thou, when the Bridegroom with his feastful friends . Hast gained thy entrance, Virgin wise and pure. 791 1510 X. TO THE LADY MARGARET LEY. DAUGHTER to that good Earl, once President Killed with report that old man eloquent, Prk! XI. ON THE DETRACTION WHICH FOLLOWED UPON MY A BOOK was writ of late called Tetrachordon, And woven close, both matter, form, and style ; Stand spelling false, while one might walk to Mile- Those rugged names to our like mouths grow sleek, That would have made Quintilian stare and gasp Thy age, like ours, O soul of Sir John Cheek, Hated not learning worse than toad or asp, XII. ON THE SAME. I DID but prompt the age to quit their clogs When straight a barbarous noise environs me Of owls and cuckoos, asses, apes, and dogs; As when those hinds that were transformed to frogs Railed at Latona's twin-born progeny, Which after held the Sun and Moon in fee. But this is got by casting pearl to hogs, That bawl for freedom in their senseless mood, And still revolt when Truth would set them free Licence they mean when they cry Liberty; For who loves that must first be wise and good: But from that mark how far they rove we see, For all this waste of wealth and loss of blood. ON THE NEW FORCERS OF CONSCIENCE UNDER THE BECAUSE you have thrown off your Prelate Lord, To force our consciences that Christ set free, But we do hope to find out all your tricks, May with their wholesome and preventive shears When they shall read this clearly in your charge: XIII. TO MR. H. LAWES, ON HIS AIRS. HARRY, whose tuneful and well-measured song First taught our English music how to span Words with just note and accent, not to scan With Midas' ears, committing short and long, Thy worth and skill exempts thee from the throng, With praise enough for Envy to look wan; To after age thou shalt be writ the man That with smooth air couldst humour best our tongue. Thou honour'st Verse, and Verse must lend her wing XIV. ON THE RELIGIOUS MEMORY OF MRS. CATHERINE THOMSON, MY CHRISTIAN FRIEND, DECEASED DEC. 16, 1646. WHEN Faith and Love, which parted from thee never, Had ripened thy just soul to dwell with God, Meekly thou didst resign this earthy load Of death, called life, which us from life doth sever. |