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And her fon that rules the strands,

By Thetis tinfel-flipper'd feet,

And the fongs of Sirens fweet,

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Rise, rise, and heave thy rofy head
From thy coral-paven bed,

And bridle in thy headlong wave,

Till thou our fummons answer'd have.

Liften and fave.

Sabrina rifes, attended by water-nymphs, and fings.

By the rushy-fringed bank,

Where grows the willow and the ofier dank,

My fliding chariot stays,

Thick fet with agat, and the azurn sheen

Of turkis blue, and emrald green,

That in the channel ftrays;

Whilft from off the waters fleet

Thus I fet my printless feet

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Spir. Goddess dear,

We implore thy pow'rful hand

To undo the charmed band

Of true virgin here distrest,

Through the force, and through the wile

Of unbleft inchanter vile.

Sab. Shepherd, 'tis my office best

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To help infnared chastity:

Brightest Lady, look on me;

Thus I fprinkle on thy breast

Drops that from my fountain pure

I have kept of precious cure,
Thrice upon thy fingers tip,
Thrice upon thy rubied lip;
Next this marble venom'd feat,

Smear'd with gums of glutenous heat,

I touch with chaste palms moist and cold:

Now the spell hath lost his hold;

And I must hafte ere morning hour.

To wait in Amphitrite's bow'r.

Sabrina defcends, and the Lady rifes out of her feat.

Spir. Virgin, daughter of Locrine

Sprung of old Anchises line,

May thy brimmed waves for this

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Come, Lady, while Heav'n lends us grace,

Let us fly this cursed place,

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Left the forcerer us entice

With fome other new device.
Not a waste, or needlefs found,
Till we come to holier ground;
I fhall be your faithful guide
Through this gloomy covert wide,
And not many furlongs thence
Is your Father's refidence,
Where this night are met in ftate
Many a friend to gratulate
His wish'd prefence, and beside
All the swains that near abide,
With jigs, and rural dance refort;
We fhall catch them at their sport,
And our fudden coming there

Will double all their mirth and chear;

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Come let us hafte, the ftars grow high,

But night fits monarch yet in the mid fky.

The Scene changes, prefenting Ludlow town and the Prefident's caftle; then come in country dancers, after them the attendent Spirit, with the two Brothers and the Lady.

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Spir. Back, Shepherds, back, enough your play,

Till next fun-fhine holiday;

Here be without duck or nod

Other trippings to be trod

Of lighter toes, and fuch court guise

As Mercury did first devise

With the mincing Dryades

On the lawns, and on the leas.

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This fecond Song prefents them to their Father and Mother.

Noble Lord, and Lady bright,

I have brought ye new delight,
Here behold fo goodly grown

Three fair branches of your own;

Heav'n hath timely try'd their youth,

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Their faith, their patience, and their truth,

And sent them here through hard assays

With a crown of deathless praise,
To triumph in victorious dance
O'er fenfual folly, and intemperance.

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The dances ended, the Spirit epiloguizes. ·

Spir. To the ocean now I fly,
And those happy climes that lie
Where day never fhuts his eye,

Up in the broad fields of the sky:
There I fuck the liquid air

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All amidst the gardens fair

Of Hefperus, and his daughters three
That fing about the golden tree:

Along the crisped shades and bowers

Revels the spruce and jocond Spring,

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The Graces, and the rosy-bosom'd Hours,

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Adonis oft reposes,

Waxing well of his deep wound

In flumber foft, and on the ground

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Sadly

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