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THE SWEET NEGLECT.
Still to be neat, still to be drest,
Give me a look, give me a face,
(This very fine song is found in the first act of the “Silent Woman.” It is in imitation of some Latin verses which the reader will find given in Mr. Gifford's edition of Jonson, vol. 3, p. 347. Flecknoe, the learned Editor tells as caught a gleam of sense from them :
Give me the eyes, give me the face,
Address to the Duchess of Richmond.]
* Percy reads " that.”
Come, my Celia, let us prove,
(Sung in the Fox. Gifford calls it a “very elegant and happy imi. tation of particular passages in Catullus.")
WOMEN ARE BUT MEN’S SHADOWS.
Follow a shadow, it still flies you,
Seem to fly it, it will pursue:
Let her alone, she will court you.
At morn and even shades are longest ;
At noon they are or short, or none :
But grant us perfect, they're not known.
WHAT JUST EXCUSE.
What just excuse had aged Time,
His weary limbs now to have eased, And sate him down without his crime,
While every thought was so much pleased !
But he so greedy to devour
His own, and all that he brings forth,
Some object of the rarest worth-
[Sang after the last Masque Dance in “ Love freed from Ignorance and Folly."]
OH DO NOT WANTON.
Oh do not wanton with those eyes,
Lest I be sick with seeing ;
Lest shame destroy their being.
For then their threats will kill me;
For then my hopes will spill me.
For so will sorrow slay me;
Mine own enough betray me.
[Mr. Gifford writes—“ With respect to the present song, if it be not the most beautiful in the language, I freely confess, for my own part, that I know not where it is to be found." Gifford's Ben Jonson, vol. 8, p. 319.)
Come on, come on! and where you go,
So interweave the curious knot,
Which lines are Pleasure's, and which not.
At which a while all youth should stay,
Which should have Hercules to friend.
Then as all actions of mankind
Are but a labyrinth or maze:
Yet not perplex men unto gaze:
As men may read each act they do ;
Admire the wisdom of your feet.
Not only shows the mover's wit,
As he hath power to rise to it.
[Sung by “ Dædalus the wise," before the first dance in the Masque of " Pleasure reconciled to Virtue."]