Of pancies, pinks and gaudy daffadils.
And, as the old fwain faid, fhe can unlock

The clasping charm, and thaw the numming spell, If she be right invok'd in warbled song,

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To aid a virgin, fuch as was herself,

In hard-besetting need; this will I try,
And add the pow'r of some adjuring verse.

Sabrina fair,

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Listen where thou art fitting

Under the glaffy, cool, tranflucent wave,
In twisted braids of lillies knitting

The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair;
Liften for dear honor's fake,

Goddess of the filver lake,

Liften and fave.

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Liften and appear to us

In name of great Oceanus,

By th' earth-shaking Neptune's mace,
And Tethys grave majestic pace,

By hoary Nereus wrinkled look,

And the Carpathian wifard's hook,
By scaly Triton's winding shell,
And old footh-faying Glaucus fpell,
By Leucothea's lovely hands,

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And her fon that rules the ftrands,

By Thetis tinfel-flipper'd feet,

And the songs of Sirens fweet,

By dead Parthenope's dear tomb,

And fair Ligea's golden comb,

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Wherewith the fits on diamond rocks,

Sleeking her foft alluring locks,

By all the nymphs that nightly dance
Upon thy ftreams with wily glance,

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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 answered have.

Liften and fave.

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

By the rushy-fringed bank,

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Where grows

the willow and the ofier dank,

My fliding chariot slays,

Thick fet with agat, and the azurn fheen

Of turkis blue, and emrald green,

That in the channel strays;

Whilft from off the waters fleet

Thus I fet my printless feet
O'er the cowflips velvet head,
That bends not as I tread;
Gentle Swain, at thy request
I am here.

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Spir. Goddess dear,

We implore thy pow'rful hand

To undo the charmed band

Of true virgin here distrest,

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Through the force, and through the wile

Of unbleft inchanter vile.

Sab. Shepherd, 'tis my office best

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

Spir. Virgin, daughter of Locrine

Sprung of old Anchifes line,

May thy brimmed waves for this

With many a tow'r and terras round,
And here and there thy banks

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upon

With groves of myrrhe, and cinnamon.

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

Let us fly this curfed place,

Left the forcerer us entice

With fome other new device.
Not a waste, or needlefs found,
Till we come to holier ground;
I shall 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 state
Many a friend to gratulate
His wifh'd prefence, and beside
All the fwains that near abide,

With jigs, and rural dance resort;

We shall catch them at their sport,
And our sudden 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 Prefdent'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 presents 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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