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love be folly, the severe divine
And Cymon call'd, which signifies a krute; as felt that folly, though he censures mine;
So well his name did with his nature luit. ollutes the pieasures of a chatte einbrace, His father, when he found his latour loft, cts what I write, and propagates in grace, And care employ'd that answer'd not the cost, Vith riotoys excels, a prickly race.
Chofe an ungrateful object to remove, uppose him free, and that I forge th’offence, And loath'd to see what nature made him love ; le Thew'd the way, perverting first my
So to his country farm the fool confin’d; a malice witty, and with venom fraught,
Rude work weil tuited with a ruftic imind, sc makes me speak the things I never thought. Thus to the wilds the sturdy Cymon went, ompute the gains of his ungovern’d zeal ; A 'íquire among the tw ains, and pleas'd with bail suits his cloth the praise of rajling well.
His corn and cattle were his only care ; (nishment. 'he world will think that what we loosely write, ' And his supreme delight a courry fair. "hough now arraign’d, he read with some delight; It happend on a fummer's holi ay, because he seems to chcw the cud again, That to the green-wood fi ade he' in his way; Vhen hisbroad comment makes the text too plain; For Cymon thunn'd the chu.ch, nd us'd not and teaches more in one explaining page
much to pray: Chan all the double-mcanings of the itage. His quarter-itaff, which he could ne'er forsake,
What needs he paraphrale on what we mean? Hung half before, and half b:hind his back. We were at worft but wanton ; he's obscene. He trudy'd along, unknowing what he sought, not my fellows nor myself excule ;
And whistld as he went, for want of thought. But love's the subject of the comic Muse; By chance conducted, or by thirtt co: strain'd, Vor can we write without it, nor would you The deep recesses of the grove he A tale of only dry instruction view;
Where, in a plain, defended by the wood, for love is always of a vicious kind,
Crepe through the matted grats a crystal food, But oft too virtuous acts intiames the mind, By which an alabafter fountain flood : Awakes the fiecpy viçrur of the foul,
And on the margin of the fount was laid And brushing o'er, adds inotion to the pool. (Attended by her llaves) a Neeping maid: Love, ftudious how to please, improves our parts Like Dian and her nyenphs, when tir'd with sport, With polish'd manners, and adorns with arts. To rest by cool Eurotas they réfot: Love firft invented verle, and forin’d the rhyme, The dame herself the goddess weil expreft, The motion mcarur'd, harmoniz'd the chime; Not more diftinguith'd by her purple vest, To lib'ral a&ts enlarg'd the nario
row-foul'd, Than by the charming features of her face, Soften'd the ficrce, and made the coward bold;
And ev’n in flumber a fuperior grace : The world, when waite, he peopled with increase, Her comely limbs compos'd with decent care, And warring nations reconcil'd in peace.
Her borly ihaded with a flight cvmar ; Ormond, the first, and all the fair may find
Her botóm to the view was only bare; In this one legend, to their fame design'd, Where two beginning paps were scarcely spy’d, When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts For yet their places were but fignify d. the mind !
The fanning wind upon her bolom blows,
To meet the fanning wind the bosom rose; IN that sweet ifle where Venus kceps her court,
The fanning wind, and purling streams, conAnd ev'ry grace, and all the loves, resort;
tinue her repose. Where either sex is form’d of softer carth,
The fcol of nature stood with stupid eyes And takes the bent of pleasure from their birth; And gaping mouth, that testify'd surprize, There liv'd a Cyprian Iord, above the rest
Fix'd on her face; nor could remove his fight, Wife, wealthy, with a num'rous issue bleft. New as he was to love, and novice to delight. But as no gift of fortune is sincere,
Long mute he tood, and leaning on his staff, Was only wanting in a worthy heir;
His wonder witncis'd with an idiot laugh ; His eldert born, a goodly youth to view;
Then would have spoke, but by his glimm'ring Excell'd the rest in shape and outward Thew:
fense, Fair, tall, his limbs, with due proportion join'd, First found his want of words, and fear'd offence; But of a heavy, dull, degen’rate inind.
Doubled for what he was he should be known, His soul bely'd the features of his face ;
By his clown accent, and his country tone. Beauty was there, but beauty in disgrace.
Through the rude chaos thus the running light A clownish mien, a voice with rustic found,
Shot the first ray that pierc'd the native night : And stupid eves that ever lov'd the ground. Then day and darknets in the mass were mix'd, He look'd like na:ure's error; as the mind Till gather'd in a globe the beams were fix'd : And body were not of a piece derign'd, (join'd. Last Ihone the sun, who, radiant in his sphere, But made for two, and by mistake in one were Illumin’d heav'n and eart, and rollid around the The ruling rod, the father's forming care,
So rcalon in this brutal soul began, (ycar. Were exercis'd in vain on wit's despair;
Love made him first suspect he was a man; The more inform'd, the less he understood; Love made him doubt his broad barbarian found; And deeper sunk by Aound'ring in the mud. By love, his want of words and wit he found ; Now fcorn'd of all, and grown the public shame, That sense of want prepar’d the future way The people from Galcius chang'd his name,
To knowledge, and disclos'd the promite of a dav.
What not his father's care, nor tutor's art, But, conscious of her form, with quick diftrust
But took at length, atham'd of such a guide.
The father wonder'd at the son's return, Nor why they like, or this or t’other face, And knew not whcther to rejoice or mourn ; Or judge of this or that peculiar grace ; But doubtfully receiv’d, expecting still But love in grofs, and stupidly admire,
To learn the secret causes of his alter'd will. As flies, ailur’d by light, approach the fire. Nor was he long delay'd: the first requeft Thus our man-beast, advan ing by degrees, He made, was like his brothers to be drest, Firftlikes the whole, then sep'rates what he sees; And, as his birth requir'd, above the rest. On sev'ral parts a sev'ral praise bestows,
With ease his fuit was granted by his fire, The ruby lips, the well-proportion'd nose, Distinguishing his heir by rich attire : The snowy skin, and raven-glossy hair, His body thus adorn'd, he next design'd The dimpled cheek, and forehcad riting fair, With lib'ral arts to cultivate his mind : And, ev’n in ficep itself, a smiling air.
He fought a tutor of his own accord, From thence his eyes defcending view'd the rest, And study'd lessons he before abhorr'd. Her pluinp round arms, white hands, and heav Thus the man-child advanc'd, and learn'd ing breast,
so fast, Long on the last he dwelt, though ev'ry part That in ihort time his equals he surpafs’d; A pointed arrow sped to pierce his heart. His brutal manners from his breast exil'd,
Thus in a trice a judge of beauty grown His inien he fashion'd, and his tongue he fild; (A judge erected from a country clown) In ev'ry exercise of all ar?mir'd, He long'd to see her eyes, in tuinber lid, He seein'd, nor only seem'd, but was inspir’d: And wish'd his own couid pierce within the lid: Inspir'd by love, whose bus’ness is to please; He would have wak'd her, but restrain’d his He rode, he fenc’d, he mov'd with graceful ease; thought,
More fam'd for sense, for courtly carriage more, And love new-born the first good manners taught: Than for his brutal folly known before. Aud awful fear his ardent with withstood, What then of alter'a'Cymon shall we say, Nor durft disturb the goddess of the wood. But that the fire which choak'd in alhes lay, For such the secm'd by her celestial face, A load too heavy for his soul to move,
love. Excelling ail the rest of human race.
Was upward blown below, and brush'd away by And things divine, by common sense he knew, Love made an active progress thro' his mind, Must be devoutly seen, at diftant view : The dusky parts he clcar'd, the gross refin'd, So checking his desire, with treinbling heart, The drowsy wak'd ; and as he went impress'd Gazing hc stood, nor would nor could depart; The Maker's image on the human breast. · Fix'd as a pilyrim wilder'd in his way,
Thus was the man amended by desire, Who dares not stir by night, for fear to stray, And, tho' he lov'd perhaps with too much fire, But stands with awful eyes to watch the dawn His father all his faults with reason scann'd, of day.
And lik'd an error of the better hand; - At length awaking, Iphigene the fair Excus'd thi’excess of passion in his mind, (So was the beauty cail'd who caus’d his care) By fames too fierce, perhaps too much refind: L'ncios'd her eyes, and double day reveal'd, Só Cymon, lince his fire indulg'd his will, While those of all her laves in sleep were scald. Impctuons lov'd, and would be Cymou still ;
The lav'ring cudden, propp'd upon his staff, Galesus hic dilawn’d, and chose to bear [fair. Stood ready gaping, with a grinning laugh, The name of fool confirm’d, and bishop'd by the To welcome ler awake; nor durit begin
To Cipscus by his friends his suit he mov'd; To speak, but wisely kept the fool within. Cipfeus, the father of the fair he lov' Thenibe; What inakes vou, Cimon, here alone? But he was pre-engag'd by former ties, (ForCymon's name wasround the countryknown, While Cymon was endeav'ring to be wise ; Because descended of a noble race,
And Iphigene, oblig'd by former vows, And for a foui ill forted with his face.)
Had given her faith to wed a foreign spouse. But still the fot stood filent with surprize, Her fire and she to Rhodian Pasimond, With fix'iticgard on her new-open'd cves, Tho' both repenting, were by proinise bound, And in his brcait l'ecciv'd th’invenom'd dart; Nor could retract; and thus, as fate decreed, A tickling pain that plcas d amid the finart. Tho' better lov’d, he spoke too late to speed,
The doom was past, the ship, already sent, For yours I am, he said, add have deserva Did all his tardy diligence prevent.
Your love much better, whom so long I ferv'd, Sigh'd to herself the fair unhappy maid, Than he to whom your formal father ty'd While stormy Cymon thus in secret said, Your vows, and fold a slave, not fent a bride. The time is come for Iphigene to find
Thus while he spoke, he seiz'd the willing pres, The miracle she wrought upon my mind;
As Paris bore the Spartan spoufe away. Her charms have made me man, her ravish'd love Faintly the scream'd, and ev'n her eyes confess’d In rank shall place me with the bless'd above. She rather would be thought, than was distress’d For mine by love, by force she shall be mine ; Who now exults but Cymon in his mind? Or death, if force Thould fail, lhall finish my Vain hopes and empty joys of human kind, design.
Proud of the present, to the future blind! Resolv'd he said; and rigg'd with speedy care Secure of fate, while Cymon plows the sea,
A vessel strong, and well equipp'd for war. And steers to Candy with his conquer'd prey,
To Rhodes the rival bark directly steerd, But all at once; at once the winds arise, When Cymon sudden at her back appear'd, The thunders roll, the forky lightning flies.
And stopp'd her fight; then, standing on the prow, In vain the master issues out commands,
And from the first they labour in despair.
amain, But Cymon foon his crooked grapples cast, Till, counterbuff'd, she stops, and sleeps again. Which with tenacious hold his foes embrac'd, Not more aghaft the proud archangel fell, And, arm'd with sword and thield, amid the Plung'd from the height of heav'n to deepest hell, press he pafs'd.
Than stood the lover of his love poffefs'd, Fierce was the fight, but, haft’ning to his prey,
Now curs'd the more, the more he had been bless'dy By force the furious lover freed his way:
More anxious for her danger than his own, Himself alone difpers’d the Rhodian crew, Death he defes; but would be loft alone. The weak disdain'd, the valiant overthrew; Sad Iphigene to womanish complaints Cheap conquest for his following friends reniain’d, Adds pious pray’rs, and wearies all the saints; He reap'd the field, and they but only glean’d. Ev'n if the could, her love she would repent;
His victory confess’d, the focs retreat, But, fince she cannot, dreads the punishment: And cast the weapons at the victor's feet. Her forfeit faith, and Pasimond betray'd, Whom thus he cheeer’d: 0 Rhodian youth, I Are ever present, and her crime upbraid. fought
She blames herself, nor blames her lover less, For love alone, nor other booty fought:. Augments her anger as her fears increase : Your lives are safe ; your vessel I resign; From her own back the burthen would renove, Yours be your own, restoring what is mine. And lays the load on his ungovern'd love, In Iphigene I claim my rightful due,
Which interposing durft, in Heav'n's despite,
The parent could not sell the daughter's love; And made him master of his vows in vain ;
Fearon the conqucr’d fide foon fign’d th’accord, The wand'ring sellel drove before the wind; And Iphigenc to Cymon was restord:
Tofs'd and retcts’l, aloft, and then below, While to his arms the blushing bride he took, Nor port they seek, nor certain course they To seeming sadness the compos'd her look;
know, As if by force fubjected to his will,
But ev'ry moment wait the coming blow. Tho' pleas'd, diffembling, and a woman fill. Thus blindly driv'a, by breaking day they And (for the wept) he wip'd her falling tears,
vicw'd And pray'd her to diliniss hier empty fcars;
The land beforc thein, and their fears renewid;
The land was welcome, but the tempest bore Cassandra was her name ; above the rest
Renown'd for birth, with fortune amply blest.
Lysimachus, who rul'd the Rhodian itate,
Was then by choice their annual magistrare ;
He lov'd Callandra too with equal fire,
But fortune had not favour'd his defire;
Nor The riting tow'rs of Rhodes at diftant view; yet preferr’d, or like Ormilda lov’d. And curs’d the hostile shore of Pasimond, So itood th'affair; some little hope remain’d, Sav'd from the leas, and fuipwreck'd on the Thar, should his rival chance to lose, he gain d. ground.
Mcan time young Palimond his marriage The frighted sailors try'd their strength in vain press'd, To turn the stern, and tempt the stormy main; Ordaind the nuptial day, prepar’d the feast; But the stiff wind withstood the lab'ring oar,
And frugally refoly'd (the charge to thun, And forc'd them forward on the fatal shore ! Which would be double should he wed alone) The crooked keel now bites the Rhodian strand, To join his brother's bridal with his own. And the ship moor'd constrains the crew to land; Lysimachus, oppress'd with mortal grief, Yet still they might be tafe, because unknown; Receiv'd the news, and study'd quick relief; But, as ill fortunc feldom comes alone,
The fatal day approach'd; if force were us’d, The vessel they dismiss'd was driv'n before, The magistrate his public trust abus’d; Already shelter'd on their native fhore; To justice liable, as law requir'd; Known each, they know; but each with change For, when his office ceas'd his pow'r expir’d. of cheer;
While pow'r remain'd, the means were in his The vanquish'd fide exults, the victors fear; Not them but theirs ; made pris'ners ere they fight, By force to feize, and then forsake the land.
Bitwixt extremes he knew nor how to move ; Despairing conquest, and depriv'd of light.
The country rings around with loud alarms, A slave to fame, but more a llave to love: And raw in fields the rude militia swarms; Restraining others, yet himself not free, Mouths without hands, maintain’d at vast ex- Made impotent by pow'r, debas'd by dignity, In peace a charge, in wara weak defence : [pence, Both sides he weigh'd; but after much debate, Stout once a month they march, a blust'ring The inan prevail'd above the magistrate. And ever, but in times of need, at hand; [band;
Love never fails to master what he finds, This was the morn when, issuing on the guard,
But works a diff'rent way in diff'rent minds, Drawn up in rank and file, they food prepar'd The fool enlightens, and the wife he blinds. Of foeming arms to make a short eflay, [day. This youth propoling to possess and ’lcape, Then hasten to be drunk, the bus'ness of the Began in murder, to conclude in rape : The cowards would have fled, but that they Unprais’d by me, tho’Heav'n sometimes
An impious act with undeserv'd success; Themselves so many, and their foes so few:
great, it seems, are privileg'd alone But, crowding on, the last the first impel,
To punish all injustice but their own. Till overborne with weight the Cyprians fell.
But here I stop, not daring to proceed, Cymon enslav’d, who first the war begun,
Yet blush to fiarter an unrighteous deed; And Iphigene once more is loft and won.
For criines are but permitted, not decreed. Decp in a dungeon was the captive cast,
Resolv'd on force, his wit the prætor bent, Depriv'd of day, and held in fetters fait ;
To find the means that might secure th’event ; His life was only fpar'd at their request,
Nor long he labour'd; for his lucky thought Whom taken he fo nobly had reicas'd;
In captive Cymon found the friend he fought; But Iphigenia was the ladies care;
Th’example pleas'd : the cause and crime the Each in their turn address’d to treat the fair;
An injur'd lover and a ravith'd dame. [fame; Whilelalimondand his the nuptial feastprepare.
How much he durst he knew by what he dar'd, Her fecret foul to Cymon was inclin’d,
The lets he had to lose, the less he car'd,
loathsome life when love was the So palive is the church of womankind.
reward, What norte to Cymon could his fortunc dcal,
This ponder'd well, and fix'd on his intent, Roll'd to the lowest fpoke of all her wheel? In depth of night he for the pris'ner sent; It retied to dilimiss the downward weight,
In secret sent, the public view to Thun, Or raise him upward to his for:ner height;
Then, with a sober smile, he thus begun: The latter pleas'd; and love (concern'd the most) The pow'rs above, who bounteously bestow Prepar'd th'amends for what by love he lost. Their gifts and graces on mankind below, The fire of Palimond had left a fon,
Yet prove our merit first, nor blindly give Tho'vounger, l'et for courage carly known,
To fuch as are not worthy to receive; Ormifüa callid; to whom, by promise ry'd,
For valour and for virtue thcy provide A Rbodiaa bauty was the delun'd bride; Their due reward, but first they must be try'd,
These fruitful seeds within your mind they sowod; It pleas'd! the prisoner to his hold retir'd;
They meet, they lead to church, the priests invoke The grain entrusted in a grateful ground; The pow'rs, and feed the fames with fragrant But still the great experiment remain'd;
finoke. They luffer'd you to lose the prize you gain’d, This done, they feast, and at the close of night, That you might learn the gift was theirs alone; By kindled torches vary their delight ; And, when restor'd, to them the blessing own. Thele lead the lively dance, and those the Restor'd it soon will be ; the means prepar'd,
brimming bowls invite. The difficulty (mooth’d, the danger Thar'd; Now at th'appointed place and hour assign’d, Be but yourtelf, the care to me resign,
With souls refolv d, the ravilhers were join'd; Then Iphigene is yours, Cassandra mine. Three bands are form’d; the first is sent before. Your rival Palimond pursues your life,
To favour the retreat and guard the shore; Impatient to revenge his ravish'd wife: The second at the palace-gate is plac'd ; But yet not his ; to-morrow is behind,
And up the lofty Itairs ascend the latt; And love our fortunes in one band has join'd; A peaceful troop they seem with shining vests, Two brothers are our foes; Ornilda mine, But coats of mail beneath secure their breatts, As much declar'd as Pasimond is thine ;
Dauntless they enter, Cymon at their head, To-morrow must their common vows be ty’d: And find the feast renew'd, the table spread; With love to friend, and fortune for our guide, Sweet voices, mix'd with instrumental sounds, Let both resolve to die, or each redeem a bride. Ascend the vaulted roof,the vaulted roof rebounds. Right I have none, nor haft thou
much to plead: When, like the harpies rushing through the hall, 'Tis force, when done, must justify the deed; The sudden troop appears, the tables fall, Our talk perform’d, we next prepare for fight; Their linoking load is on the pavement thrown; And let the losers talk in vain of right: Each ravisher prepares to seize his own ; We with the fair will fail before the wind; The brides, invaded with a rude embrace, If they are griev'd, I leave the laws behind. Shriek out for aid, confusion fills the place. Speak thy resolves; if now thy courage droop, Quick to redeemn the prey their plighted lords Despair in prison, and abandon hope :
Advance; the palace gleams with shining livords. But if thou dar'ft in arms thy love regain
But late is all defence, and succour vain, (For liberty without thy love were vain) The rape is made, the ravithers remain ; Then second my design to seize the prey, Two sturdy llaves were only lent before Or lead to second rape, for well thou' know'st To bear the purchas'd prize in safety to the shore,
The troup retires, the lovers close the rear, Said Cymon, overjoy'd, do thou propose With forward faces not confessing fear ; [inend The means to fight, and only few the foes : Backward they move, but fcorn their pace to For from the first, when love had fir'd my mind, Then seek the stairs, and with low haltedescend. Refolu'd I left the care of life behind.
Fierce Pasimond, their passage to prevent, To this the bold Lyfimachus reply'd, Thruft full on Cymon's back in his descent, Let Heav'n be neuter, and the sword decide ; The blade return'd unbath'd, and to the hanThe 'spousals are prepar’d, already play
dle bent. The minstrels, and provoke the tardy day: Stout Cymon soon remounts, and cleft in two By this the brides are wak'd, their grooms are
His rival's head with one descending blow; dreft;
And as the next in rank Ormiida stood, All Rhodes is summon'd to the nuptial feast, He turn'd the point; the sword inur'd to blood, All but myself, the sole unbidden guest. Bor'd his unguarded breast which pour'd a Unbidden tho' I am, I will be there,
purple riood. And, join'd by thee, intend to joy the fair. With vow'd revenge the gath’ring crowd pursues,
Now hear the rest; when day resigns the light, The ravishers turn head, the fight renews; And cheerful torches gild the jolly night,
The hall is heap'd with corps; the sprinkled gore Be ready at my call; my chosen few
Besmears the walls, and Aoats the marble ficor. With arms adininister'd shall aid thy crew; Dispers'd at length the drunken squadron Hics, Then, ene'ring unexpected, will we seize The victors to their vesel bear the prize; (cries. Our destin'd prey
froin men dissolv'd in ease; And hear behind loud groans and lamentable By wine disabl’d, unprepar'd for fight; The crew with inerry shouts their anchor weigli, And haft’ning to the seas, suborn our Alight: Then ply their oars, and brush the buxom Ica, The seas are ours, for I command the fort; While troops of gather'd Rhodians crowd the A ship well-mann'd expects us in the port. If they, or if their friends, the prize contest, What should the people do when left alone ? Death Thall attend the man who dares resist. The governor and governmcnt are gone,