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Hence vain deluding joyes	A
The brood of folly without father bred	B
How little you bested	C
Or fill the fix egrave d mind with all your toyes	A
Dwell in som idle brain	D
And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess	A
As thick and numberless	A
As the gay motes that people the Sun Beams	A
Or likest hovering dreams	A
The fickle Pensioners of Morpheus train	D
But hail thou Goddes sage and holy	E
Hail divinest Melancholy	E
Whose Saintly visage is too bright	F
To hit the Sense of human sight	F
And therfore to our weaker view	G
Ore laid with black staid Wisdoms hue	G
Black but such as in esteem	H
Prince Memnons sister might beseem	H
Or that Starr'd Ethiope Queen that strove	I
To set her beauties praise above	J
The Sea Nymphs and their powers offended	K
Yet thou art higher far descended	K
Thee bright hair'd Vesta long of yore	L
To solitary Saturn bore	L
His daughter she in Saturns raign	D
Such mixture was not held a stain	D
Oft in glimmering Bowres and glades	A
He met her and in secret shades	A
Of woody Ida's inmost grove	I
Whilst yet there was no fear of Jove	I
Com pensive Nun devout and pure	M
Sober stedfast and demure	M
All in a robe of darkest grain	D
Flowing with majestick train	D
And sable stole of Cipres Lawn	D
Over thy decent shoulders drawn	D
Com but keep thy wonted state	N
With eev'n step and musing gate	N
And looks commercing with the skies	A
Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes	A
There held in holy passion still	O
Forget thy self to Marble till	O
With a sad Leaden downward cast	P
Thou fix them on the earth as fast	P
And joyn with thee calm Peace and Quiet	Q
Spare Fast that oft with gods doth diet	Q
And hears the Muses in a ring	R
Ay round about Joves Altar sing	R
And adde to these retir egrave d Leasure	S
That in trim Gardens takes his pleasure	S
But first and chiefest with thee bring	R
Him that yon soars on golden wing	R
Guiding the fiery wheel egrave d throne	D
The Cherub Contemplation	D
And the mute Silence hist along	T
'Less Philomel will daign a Song	T
In her sweetest saddest plight	F
Smoothing the rugged brow of night	F
While Cynthia checks her Dragon yoke	U
Gently o're th'accustom'd Oke	U
Sweet Bird that shunn'st the noise of folly	E
Most musicall most melancholy	E
Thee Chauntress oft the Woods among	U
I woo to hear thy eeven Song	U
And missing thee I walk unseen	D
On the dry smooth shaven Green	D
To behold the wandring Moon	D
Riding neer her highest noon	D
Like one that had bin led astray	V
Through the Heav'ns wide pathles way	V
And oft as if her head she bow'd	W
Stooping through a fleecy cloud	W
Oft on a Plat of rising ground	X
I hear the far off Curfeu sound	X
Over som wide water'd shoar	V
Swinging slow with sullen roar	V
Or if the Ayr will not permit	Y
Som still remov egrave d place will fit	Y
Where glowing Embers through the room	H
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom	H
Far from all resort of mirth	Z
Save the Cricket on the hearth	A2
Or the Belmans drousie charm	H
To bless the dores from nightly harm	H
Or let my Lamp at midnight hour	V
Be seen in som high lonely Towr	V
Where I may oft out watch the Bear	V
With thrice great Hermes or unsphear	V
The spirit of Plato to unfold	B2
What Worlds or what vast Regions hold	B2
The immortal mind that hath forsook	U
Her mansion in this fleshly nook	U
And of those D mons that are found	X
In fire air flood or under ground	X
Whose power hath a true consent	C2
With Planet or with Element	D2
Som time let Gorgeous Tragedy	E
In Scepter'd Pall com sweeping by	E2
Presenting Thebs or Pelops line	D
Or the tale of Troy divine	D
Or what though rare of later age	F2
Ennobl egrave d hath the Buskind stage	F2
But O sad Virgin that thy power	V
Might raise Mus us from his bower	V
Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing	U
Such notes as warbled to the string	U
Drew Iron tears down Pluto's cheek	U
And made Hell grant what Love did seek	U
Or call up him that left half told	B2
The story of Cambuscan bold	B2
Of Camball and of Algarsife	I
And who had Canace to wife	I
That own'd the vertuous Ring and Glass	A
And of the wondrous Hors of Brass	A
On which the Tartar King did ride	G2
And if ought els great Bards beside	G2
In sage and solemn tunes have sung	U
Of Turneys and of Trophies hung	U
Of Forests and inchantments drear	V
Where more is meant then meets the ear	V
Thus night oft see me in thy pale career	V
Till civil suited Morn appeer	V
Not trickt and frounc't as she was wont	H2
With the Attick Boy to hunt	D2
But Cherchef't in a comly Cloud	W
While rocking Winds are Piping loud	W
Or usher'd with a shower still	O
When the gust hath blown his fill	O
Ending on the russling Leaves	A
With minute drops from off the Eaves	A
And when the Sun begins to fling	U
His flaring beams me Goddes bring	U
To arch egrave d walks of twilight groves	A
And shadows brown that Sylvan loves	A
Of Pine or monumental Oake	U
Where the rude Ax with heav egrave d stroke	U
Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt	I2
Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt	I2
There in close covert by som Brook	U
Where no profaner eye may look	U
Hide me from Day's garish eie	J2
While the Bee with Honied thie	A2
That at her flowry work doth sing	U
And the Waters murmuring	U
With such consort as they keep	K2
Entice the dewy feather'd Sleep	K2
And let som strange mysterious dream	H
Wave at his Wings in Airy stream	H
Of lively portrature display'd	L2
Softly on my eye lids laid	L2
And as I wake sweet musick breath	A2
Above about or underneath	A2
Sent by som spirit to mortals good	M2
Or th'unseen Genius of the Wood	M2
But let my due feet never fail	N2
To walk the studious Cloysters pale	N2
And love the high embow egrave d Roof	I
With antick Pillars massy proof	I
And storied Windows richly dight	M2
Casting a dimm religious light	M2
There let the pealing Organ blow	O2
To the full voic'd Quire below	O2
In Service high and Anthems cleer	V
As may with sweetnes through mine ear	V
Dissolve me into extasies	A
And bring all Heav'n before mine eyes	A
And may at last my weary age	F2
Find out the peacefull hermitage	P2
The Hairy Gown and Mossy Cell	Q2
Where I may sit and rightly spell	Q2
Of every Star that Heav'n doth shew	G
And every Herb that sips the dew	G
Till old experience do attain	D
To somthing like Prophetic strain	D
These pleasures Melancholy give	I
And I with thee will choose to live	I

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