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Some time walking not unseen

By hedge-row elms, on hillocs green.

Right against the eastern gate,

Where the great sun begins his state, 6*

Rob'd in flames and amber light,

The clouds in thousand liveries dight,

While the plow-man near at hand

Whistles o'er the furrow'd land,

And the milkmaid singeth blithe, 65

And the mower whets his sithe,

And every shepherd tells his tale

Under the hawthorn in the dale.

Strait mine eye hath caugnt new pleasures

Wnilst the landskip round it measures, 79

Russet lawns, and fallows gray,

Where the nibbling flocks do stray,

Mountains on whole barren breast

The laboring clouds do often rest,

Meadows trim witn daisies pied, 75

Shallow brooks, and rivers wide.

Towers and battlements it fees

Bosom'd high in tufted trees,

Where perhaps some beauty lies,

The Cynosure of neighboring eyes. So

Hard by, a cottage chimney smokes,

From betwixt two aged oaks,

Where Corydon and Thyrsis met,

Are at their savory dinner set

Of herbs, and other country messes, 85

Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses;.

H4. And

And then in haste her bower she leaves,
With Thestylis to bind the sheaves;
Or if the earlier season lead

To the tann'd haycock in the mead. go

Sometimes with secure delight
The upland hamlets will invite,
_ When the merry bells ring round,
And the jocund rebecs sound

To many a youth, and many a maid, 05

Dancing in the chequer'd shade;
And young and old come forth to play
On a sunshine holy-day,
Till the live-long day-light fail;
Then to the spicy nut-brown ale, ioo

With stories told of many a feat,
How faery Mab the junkets eat,
She was pincht and pull'd, she said,
And he by frier's lanthorn led

Tells how the drudging Goblin swet, 105

To earn his cream-bowl duly set,
When in one night, ere glimpse of morn,
His shadowy stale hath thresh'd the corn,
That ten day-laborers could not end;
Then lies him down the lubbar siend, 1 1.0

And stretch'd out all the chimney's length,
Basks at the sire his hairy strength,
And crop-sull out of doors he flings,
Ere the sirst cock his matin rings.
Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, 11 5

By whispering winds soon lull'd asleep.

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Tovvred cities please us then,

And the busy hum of men,

Where throngs of knights and barons bold

In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, I20

With store of ladies, whose bright eyes

Rain influence, and judge the prize

Of wit, or arms, while both contend

To win her grace, whom all commend.

There let Hymen oft appear I2r

In faffron robe, with taper clear,

And pomp, and feast, and revelry,

With made and antique pageantry,

Such sights as youthsul poets dream,

On summer eves by haunted stream. I30

Then to the well-trod stage anon.

If Jonson's learned sock be on,

Or sweetest Shakespear, fancy's child,

Warble his native wood-notes wild.

And ever against eating cares, \ ir

Lap me in soft Lydian airs,

Married to immortal verse,

Such as the meeting foul may pierce

In notes, with many a winding bout

Of linked sweetness long drawn out, 140

With wanton heed, and giddy cunnino-,

The melting voice through mazes running,

Untwisting all the chains that ty

The hidden soul of harmony;

That Orpheus' self may heave his head 145

From golden slumber on a bed

Of

Of heapt Elysian flowers, and hear

Such strains as would have won the ear

Of Pluto, to have quite set free

His half-regain'd Eurydice. 150

These delights if thou canst give,

Mirth, with thee I mean to live.

XIV.

IL PENSEROSO.

HENCE, vain deluding joys,
The brood of folly without father bred,
How little you bested,

Or sill the sixed mind with all your toys!
Dwell in some idle brain, 5

And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless

As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likeliest hovering dreams

The sickle pensioners of Morpheus' train. 10

But hail, thou Goddess, sage and holy!
Hail, divinest Melancholy!
Whose saintly visage is too bright
To hit the fense of human sight,
And therefore to our weaker view 15

O'erlaid with black, staid wisdom's hue;
Black, but such as in esteem
Prince Memnon's sister might beseem,
Or that starr'd Ethiop queen that strove
To set her beauties' praise above 20

The

The Sea-Nymphs, and their powers offended:
Yet thou art higher far descended,
Thee bright-hair'd Vesta long of yore
To solitary Saturn bore;

His daughter she (in Saturn's reign, 25

Such mixture was not held a stain).
Oft in glimmering bowers and glades
He met her, and in secret shades
Of woody Ida's inmost grove,

While yet there was no fear of Jove. 30

Come, pensive Nun, devout and pure,
Sober, stedfast, and demure,
All in a robe of darkest grain,
Flowing with majestic train,

And fable stole of Cyprus lawn, 35

Over thy decent shoulders drawn.
Come, but keep thy wonted state,
With even step, and musing gait,
And looks commercing with the skies,
Thy rapt foul sitting in thine eyes: . 40

There held in holy paffion still,
Forget thyself to marble, till
With a sad leaden downward cast
Thou six them on the earth as fast:
And join with thee calm Peace, and Quiet, 45

Spare Fast, that oft with Gods doth diet,
And hears the Muses in a ring
Ay round about Jove's altar sing:
And add to these retired Leisure,
That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; 5a

But

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