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WITH THE FOLLOWING POEM OF PALAMON AND ARCITE	A
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MADAM	B
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The bard who first adorn'd our native tongue	C
Tuned to his British lyre this ancient song	D
Which Homer might without a blush rehearse	E
And leaves a doubtful palm in Virgil's verse	E
He match'd their beauties where they most excel	F
Of love sung better and of arms as well	F
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Vouchsafe illustrious Ormond to behold	A
What power the charms of beauty had of old	A
Nor wonder if such deeds of arms were done	G
Inspired by two fair eyes that sparkled like your own	H
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If Chaucer by the best idea wrought	A
And poets can divine each other's thought	A
The fairest nymph before his eyes he set	A
And then the fairest was Plantagenet	A
Who three contending princes made her prize	I
And ruled the rival nations with her eyes	I
Who left immortal trophies of her fame	J
And to the noblest order gave the name	J
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Like her of equal kindred to the throne	H
You keep her conquests and extend your own	H
As when the stars in their ethereal race	K
At length have roll'd around the liquid space	K
At certain periods they resume their place	K
From the same point of heaven their course advance	L
And move in measures of their former dance	L
Thus after length of ages she returns	M
Restored in you and the same place adorns	N
Or you perform her office in the sphere	O
Born of her blood and make a new Platonic year	O
O true Plantagenet O race divine	P
For beauty still is fatal to the line	P
Had Chaucer lived that angel face to view	Q
Sure he had drawn his Emily from you	Q
Or had you lived to judge the doubtful right	A
Your noble Palamon had been the knight	A
And conquering Theseus from his side had sent	A
Your generous lord to guide the Theban government	A
Time shall accomplish that and I shall see	R
A Palamon in him in you an Emily	R
Already have the Fates your path prepared	A
And sure presage your future sway declared	A
When westward like the sun you took your way	S
And from benighted Britain bore the day	S
Blue Triton gave the signal from the shore	T
The ready Nereids heard and swam before	T
To smooth the seas a soft Etesian gale	U
But just inspired and gently swell'd the sail	U
Portunus took his turn whose ample hand	A
Heaved up his lighten'd keel and sunk the sand	A
And steer'd the sacred vessel safe to land	A
The land if not restrain'd had met your way	S
Projected out a neck and jutted to the sea	R
Hibernia prostrate at your feet adored	A
In you the pledge of her expected lord	A
Due to her isle a venerable name	J
His father and his grandsire known to fame	J
Awed by that house accustom'd to command	A
The sturdy kerns in due subjection stand	A
Nor bear the reins in any foreign hand	A
At your approach they crowded to the port	A
And scarcely landed you create a court	A
As Ormond's harbinger to you they run	G
For Venus is the promise of the sun	G
The waste of civil wars their towns destroy'd	A
Pales unhonour'd Ceres unemploy'd	A
Were all forgot and one triumphant day	S
Wiped all the tears of three campaigns away	S
Blood rapines massacres were cheaply bought	A
So mighty recompence your beauty brought	A
As when the dove returning bore the mark	V
Of earth restored to the long labouring ark	V
The relics of mankind secure of rest	A
Oped every window to receive the guest	A
And the fair bearer of the message bless'd	A
So when you came with loud repeated cries	I
The nation took an omen from your eyes	I
And God advanced his rainbow in the skies	I
To sign inviolable peace restored	A
The saints with solemn shouts proclaim'd the new accord	A
When at your second coming you appear	O
For I foretell that millenary year	O
The sharpen'd share shall vex the soil no more	T
But earth unbidden shall produce her store	T
The land shall laugh the circling ocean smile	W
And Heaven's indulgence bless the holy isle	W
Heaven from all ages has reserved for you	Q
That happy clime which venom never knew	Q
Or if it had been there your eyes alone	H
Have power to chase all poison but their own	H
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Now in this interval which Fate has cast	A
Betwixt your future glories and your past	A
This pause of power 'tis Ireland's hour to mourn	X
While England celebrates your safe return	Y
By which you seem the seasons to command	A
And bring our summers back to their forsaken land	A
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The vanquish'd isle our leisure must attend	A
Till the fair blessing we vouchsafe to send	A
Nor can we spare you long though often we may lend	A
The dove was twice employ'd abroad before	T
The world was dried and she return'd no more	T
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Nor dare we trust so soft a messenger	Z
New from her sickness to that northern air	A2
Rest here a while your lustre to restore	T
That they may see you as you shone before	T
For yet the eclipse not wholly past you wade	A
Through some remains and dimness of a shade	A
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A subject in his prince may claim a right	A
Nor suffer him with strength impair'd to fight	A
Till force returns his ardour we restrain	B2
And curb his warlike wish to cross the main	B2
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Now past the danger let the learn'd begin	C2
The inquiry where disease could enter in	C2
How those malignant atoms forced their way	S
What in the faultless frame they found to make their prey	S
Where every element was weigh'd so well	F
That Heaven alone who mix'd the mass could tell	F
Which of the four ingredients could rebel	D2
And where imprison'd in so sweet a cage	E2
A soul might well be pleased to pass an age	E2
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And yet the fine materials made it weak	F2
Porcelain by being pure is apt to break	G2
Even to your breast the sickness durst aspire	H2
And forced from that fair temple to retire	H2
Profanely set the holy place on fire	Z
In vain your lord like young Vespasian mourn'd	A
When the fierce flames the sanctuary burn'd	A
And I prepared to pay in verses rude	A
A most detested act of gratitude	A
Even this had been your elegy which now	I2
Is offer'd for your health the table of my vow	I2
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Your angel sure our Morley's mind inspired	A
To find the remedy your ill required	A
As once the Macedon by Jove's decree	R
Was taught to dream an herb for Ptolemy	R
Or Heaven which had such over cost bestow'd	A
As scarce it could afford to flesh and blood	A
So liked the frame he would not work anew	Q
To save the charges of another you	Q
Or by his middle science did he steer	O
And saw some great contingent good appear	O
Well worth a miracle to keep you here	J2
And for that end preserved the precious mould	A
Which all the future Ormonds was to hold	A
And meditated in his better mind	A
An heir from you which may redeem the failing kind	A
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Blest be the Power which has at once restored	A
The hopes of lost succession to your lord	A
Joy to the first and last of each degree	R
Virtue to courts and what I long'd to see	R
To you the Graces and the Muse to me	R
O daughter of the rose whose cheeks unite	A
The differing titles of the red and white	A
Who Heaven's alternate beauty well display	S
The blush of morning and the milky way	S
Whose face is Paradise but fenced from sin	C2
For God in either eye has placed a cherubin	C2
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All is your lord's alone even absent he	R
Employs the care of chaste Penelope	R
For him you waste in tears your widow'd hours	K2
For him your curious needle paints the flowers	K2
Such works of old imperial dames were taught	A
Such for Ascanius fair Eliza wrought	A
The soft recesses of your hours improve	L2
The three fair pledges of your happy love	M2
All other parts of pious duty done	C2
You owe your Ormond nothing but a son	C2
To fill in future times his father's place	K
And wear the garter of his mother's race	K

John Dryden

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