III. DONNA leggiadra, il cui bel nome onora L' erbosa val di Reno e il nobil varco, Qual tuo spirto gentil non innamora, De' sui atti soavi giammai parco, Là onde l'alta tua virtù s'infiora. Che mover possa duro alpestre legno, Guardi ciascun agli occhi ed agli orecchi L'entrata chi di te si truova indegno; Grazia sola di sù gli vaglia, innanti IV. QUAL in colle aspro, all'imbrunir di sera, L’avezza giovinetta pastorella Che mal si spande a disusata spera Così Amor meco insù la lingua snella Mentre io di te, vezzosamente altera, E 'l bel Tamigi cangio col bell'Arno. Amor lo volse, ed io all'altrui peso Deh! foss' il mio cuor lento e 'l duro seno CANZONE. RIDONSI donne e giovani amorosi L'immortal guiderdon d'eterne frondi. Canzon, dirotti, e tu per me rispondi : Questa è lingua di cui si vanta Amore.”) 66 V. DIODATI (e te 'l dirò con maraviglia), Quel ritroso io, ch' amor spreggiar solea Già caddi, ov'uom dabben talor s'impiglia. Nètreccie d'oro nè guancia vermiglia M'abbaglian sì, ma sotto nova idea Portamenti alti onesti, e nelle ciglia Parole adorne di lingua più d'una, E 'l cantar che di mezzo l'emispero E degli occhi suoi avventa si gran fuoco VI. PER certo i bei vostr'occhi, Donna mia, Esser non può che non sian lo mio sole ; Per l arene di Libia chi s' invia, Da quel lato si spinge ove mi duole, Chiaman sospir ; io non so che si sia. Scossomi il petto, e poi n'uscendo poco Quivi d' attorno ó s'agghiaccia o singiela; Ma quanto agli occhi giunge a trovar loco Tutte le notti a me suol far piovose, VII. GIOVANE, piano, e semplicetto amante, Poichè fuggir me stesso in dubbio sons, N N L'ebbi fedele, intrepido, costante, Di pensieri leggiadro, accorto, e buono. arma di se, e d'intero diamante, Tanto del forse e d'invidia sicuro, Di timori, e speranze al popol use, Quanto d'ingegno e dalto valor vago, Sol troverete in tal parte men duro VIII. WHEN THE ASSAULT WAS INTENDED TO THE CITY. CAPTAIN or Colonel, or Knight in Arms, Whose chance on these defenceless doors may seize, Guard them, and him within protect from harms. That call fame on such gentle acts as these, Whatever clime the sun's bright circle warms. The great Emathian conqueror bid spare The house of Pindarus, when temple and tower Of sad Electra's poet had the power IX. [TO A VIRTUOUS YOUNG LADY.] LADY, that in the prime of earliest youth Wisely hast shunned the broad way and the green, That labour up the hill of heavenly Truth, Chosen thou hast; and they that overween, No anger find in thee, but pity and ruth. To fill thy odorous lamp with deeds of light, And hope that reaps not shame. Therefore be sure Thou, when the Bridegroom with his feastful friends Passes to bliss at the mid-hour of night, X. TO THE LADY MARGARET LEY. DAUGHTER to that good Earl, once President Of England's Council and her Treasury, And left them both, more in himself content, Broke him, as that dishonest victory Killed with report that old man eloquent, Wherein your father flourished, yet by you, Madam, methinks I see him living yet : That all both judge you to relate them true XI. ON THE DETRACTION WHICH FOLLOWED UPON MY WRITING CERTAIN TREATISES. A BOOK was writ of late called Tetrachordon, And woven close, both matter, form, and style ; Numbering good intellects ; now seldom pored on. A title-page is this !”; and some in file End Green. Why, is it harder, sirs, than Gordon, Those rugged names to our like mouths grow sleek That would have made Quintilian stare and gasp. Hated not learning worse than toad or asp, XII. ON THE SAME. I did but prompt the age to quit their clogs By the known rules of ancient liberty, Of owls and cuckoos, asses, apes, and dogs ; Railed at Latona's twin-born progeny, But this is got by casting pearl to hogs, And still revolt when Truth would set them free. Licence they mean when they cry Liberty ; But from that mark how far they rove we see, ON THE THE LONG NEW FORCERS OF CONSCIENCE UNDER PARLIAMENT. BECAUSE you have thrown off your Prerate Lord, And with stiff vows renounced his Liturgy, From them whose sin ye envied, not abhu rred, To force our consciences that Christ set free, Taught ye by mere A. S. and Rutherford ? Would have been held in high esteem with Paul Must now be named and printed heretics But we do hope to find out all your tricks, That so the Parliament And succour our just fears, When they shall read this clearly in your charge : New Presbyter is but old Priest writ large. XIII. TO MR. H. LAWES ON HIS AIRS. HARRY, whose tuneful and well-measured song First taught our English music how to span With Midas' ears, committing short and long, With praise enough for Envy to look wan; |