Love
THE DESCRIPTION OF THE SCAENE.
RAise from these rockie cliffs, your heads,
Brave Sonnes, and see where Glory spreads
Her glittering wings, where Majesty
Crown'd with sweet smiles, shoots from her eye
Diffusive joy, where Good and Faire,
Vnited sit in Honours Chayre.
C…ll forth your aged Priests, and chrystall streames.
To warme their hearts, and waves in these bright beames.
From your consecrated woods,
Holy Druids. 2. Silver stoods,
From your channels fring'd with slowers,
Hither move; forsake your bowers
S…rew'd with hallowed Oaken leaves,
Deck'd with slags and siedgie …eaves,
And behold a wonder. 3. S…y,
What doe your dul…r eyes survay?
We see at once in dead of night
A Sunne appeare, and yet a bright
Noone-day, springing from Starre-light.
Looke up, and see the darkened Spheare
Depriv'd of light, her eyes shine there;
These are more sparkling then those were.
These shed a nobler influence,
These by a pure intelligence
Of more transcendent Vertue move,
These first feele, then kindle Iove,
From the bosomes they inspire,
These receive a mutuall sire;
And where their slames impure returne,
These can quench as well as burne.
Here the fare victorious eyes
Make Worth only Beauties prize,
Here the hand of Vertue tyes
'Bout the heart lov's amorous chayne,
Captives tryumph, Vassals reigne,
And none live here but the slaine.
These are th' Hisperian bowers, whose faire trees beare
Rich golden fruit, and yet no Dragon near.
Then, from your impris' ning wombe,
Which is the cradle and the tombe
Of Brittish Worthies (faire sonnes) send
A troope of Heroes, that may lend
Their hands to ease this loaden grove,
And gather the ripe fruits of Love.
Open thy stony entrailes wide,
And breake old …tlas, that the pride
Of three fam'd kingdomes may be spy'd.
Pace forth thou mighty Brittish Hercules,
With thy choyce band, for only thou, and these,
May revell here, in Loves Hesperides.
HEre are shapes form'd …it for heave…,
Those move gracefully and …,
Here the Ayre and paces meet
So jus…, as if the skilfull seet
Had struck the Vials▪ 1. 2. 3. So the Ear…
Might the …unefull footing heare.
And had the Musicke silent beene,
The eye a moving tune had seene.
These must in the unpeopled skie
Succeed, and governe Destinie,
Iove is temp'ring purer fire,
And will with brighter flames attire
These glorious lights. I must ascend
And helpe the Worke.
We cannot …end
Heaven so much treasure. 2. Nor that pay
But rendring what it takes away.
Why should they that here can move
So well, be ever-fix'd above?
Or be to one eternall posture ty'd,
That can into such various figures slide.
Iove shall not, to enrich the Skie,
Beggar the Earth, their Fame shall fly
From hence alone, and in the Spheare
Kindle new Starres, whilst they rest here.
How can the shaft stay in the quiver,
Yet hit the marke?
Did not the River
Eridanus, the grace acquire
In Heaven and Earth to flow,
Above in streames of golden fire,
In silver waves below?
But shall not we, now thou art gone
Who wert our Nature, wither,
Or breake that triple Vnion
Which thy soule h…ld together?
In Concords pure immortall spring
I will my … renew,
And a more a…ive Vertue bring
At my retu…ne. Adieu.
VVHilst thus the Darlings of the Gods
From Honours Temple, to the Shrine
Of Beauty, and these sweet abodes
Of Love, we guide, let thy Divine
Aspects (Bright Deity) with faire
And Halcyon beames, b…calme the Ayre,
We bring Prince Arthur, or the brave
St. George himselfe (great Queene) to you,
You'll soone discerne him; and we have▪
A Guy, a Beavis, or some true
Round-Table Knight, as everfought
For Lady, to each Beauty brought.
Plant in their Mart…l …, War's seat,
Your peacefull pledges of warm snow,
And, if a speaking …, repeat
In Loves know… …guage, tales of woe;
Say, in soft whispers of the Palme,
As eyes shoot darts, so Lips shed Balme.
For though you seeme like Captives, led
In triumph by the Foe away,
Yet on the Conqu'rers necke you tread,
And the fierce Victor proves your prey,
What heart is then secure from you,
That can, though vanqui…, yet subdue?
BE fix'd you rapid Orbes, that beare
The changing seasons of the yeare
On your swift wings, and see the old
Decrepit Spheares growne darke and cold▪
Nor did Iove quench her fires, these bright
Flames, have ecclips'd her sullen light:
This Royall Payre, for whom Fate will
Make Motion cease, and Time stand still▪
Since Good is here so perfect, as no Worth
Is left for After-Ages to bring forth.
Mortality cannot with more
Religious zeale, the gods adore.
My Truths, from humane eyes conceal'd,
Are naked to their sight reveal'd.
Nor doe their Actions, from the guide
Of my exactest precepts slide.
And as their owne pure Soules …ntwin'd,
So are their Subjects hearts combin'd.
So just, so gentle is their sway,
As it seemes Empire to obey.
And their faire Fame, like incense hurl…d
… Altars, hath perfum'd the world.
S O. Wisedome. A L. Truth. E V S. Pure Adoration.
H O. Concord, D I. Rule E V P. Cleare Reputation.
C…wne this King, this Queene, this Nation▪
…, Truth, &c.
Brave Spirits, whose adventrous feet
Have to the Mountaines top aspir'd,
Where faire Desert, and Honour meet,
Here, from the toyling Presse retyr'd,
Secure from all disturbing Evill,
For ever in my Temple revell.
With wreathes of Starres circled about,
Guild all the spacious Firmament,
And smiling on the panting Routs
That labour in the steep ascent,
With your resistlesse influence guide
Of humane change th' incertaine tide.
But oh you Royall Turtles, shed,
When you from Earth remove,
On the ripe fruits of your chaste bed,
Those sacred seeds of Love.
Which no Power can but yours dispence,
Since you the patterne beare from hence.
Then from your fruitfull race shall slow
Endlesse succession.
Scepters shall bud, and Lawrels blow
'Bout their Immortall Throne.
Propitious Stars shall crowne each birth,
Whilst you rule them, and they the Earth.
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