Then thou the Mother of so sweet a Childe H Her false imagin'd loss cease to lament, to bib 10 And wisely learn to curb thy forrows wildsto Think what a present thou to God haft fent And render him with patience what he lent;
This if thou do, he will an off-spring give, new 10 That till the World's last end hall make thy name to [live A
Anno Ætatis. 19. At a Vacation Exercise in the College, part Latin, part English. The Latin speeches ended, the English thus began.
Ail native Language, that by finews weak Didst move my fuft endeavouring tongue to And mad'st imperfect words with childish trips, Upeak, Half unpronounc'd flide through my infant-lips, Driving dumb filence from the portal door, Where he had mutely fate two years before: Here I falute thee, and thy pardon ask, That now I use thee in my latter task: Small loss it is that thence can come unto thee,
Iknow my tongue but little Grace can do thee:
Thou need'st not be ambitious to be first, Believe me I have thither packt the wonts
And, if it happen as I did forecast, The daintiest dishes shall be serv'd up last. I pray thee then deny me not thy aid For this same small neglect that I have made: But hafte thee strait to do me once a Pleasure,
And from thy wardrobe bring thy chiefest treasure Not those new fangled toys, and trimings flight Which take our late fantasticks with delight, But cull these richest Robes, and gay'st atttire Which deepest Spirits and choicest Wits desire: I have some naked thoughts that rove about, And loudly knock to have their passage out; And weary of their place do only stay Till thou haft deck'd them in thy best aray; That so they may without suspect or fears Fly swiftly to this fair Assembly's ears; Yet I had rather, if I were to chuse, Thy service in some gaver subject use, Such as may make thee search thy coffers round, Before thou cloath my fancy in fit found: Such where the deep transported mind may foar Above the wheeling poles, and at Heav'ns door Look in, and fee each blissful Deity How he before the thunderous throne doth lie, Listening to what unshorn Apollo sings To th' touch of golden wires, while Hebe brings Immortal Nectar to her Kingly Sire: Then paffing through the Sphears of watchful fire, And miftie Regions of wide air next under, And hills of Snow and lofts of piled Thunder,
May tell at length how green-ey'd Neptune raves, In Heav'ns defiance mustering all his waves; Then sing of fecret things that came to pass When Beldam Nature in her cradle was; And last of Kings and Queens and Hero's old, Suck as the wise Demodocus once told In folemn Songs at King Alcinous feast, While sad Viisses soul and all the rest Are held with his melodious harmony In willing chains and sweet captivity. But fie, my wand'ring Muse, how thou dost stray ! Expectance calls thee now another way, Thou know'st it must be now thy only bent To keep in compass of thy Predicament: Then quick about thy purpos'd business come, That to the next I may resign my Room.
Then Ens is represented as Father of the Prædicaments his ten Sons, whereof the Eldest ftood for Substance with his Canons, which Ens, thus Speaking, explains.
Ood luek befriend thee, Son; for at thy birth The Faiery Ladies danc'd upon the hearth Thy drowsie Nurse hath sworn she did them spie Come tripping to the Room where thou didit lie, And sweetly finging round about thy Bed Strew all their blessings on thy fleeping Head. She heardt hem give thee this, that thou should'st kill From eyes of mortals walk invisible,
Yet there is fomething that doth force my fear, For once it was my dismal hap to hear A Sybil old, bow-bent with crooked Age, 14 That far Events full wifely could presage, And in Time's long and dark Prospective Glass Fore-saw what future days should bring to pafs, Your Son, faid she, (nor can you it prevent ) Shall subject be to many an Accident. O'er all his Brethren he shall Reign as King, Yet every one shall make him underling, And those that cannot live from him asunder, Ungratefully shall strive to keep him under: In worth and excellence he shall out-go them, Yet being above them, he shall be below them; From others he shall stand in need of nothing, Yet on his Brothers shall depend for Cloathing. To find a Foe it shall not be his hap, And peace shall lull him in her flow'ry laps Yet shall he live in strife, and at his door
Devouring War shall never cease to roar: Yea it shall be his natural property To harbour those that are at enmity. What pow'r, what force, what mighty spell, if not Your learned hands, can loose his Gordian knot
The next Quantity and Quality spake in Profes then Relation was call d by his name.
Ivers arife; whether thou be the Son Of wmost Tweed, or Oost, or gulphic D
Or Trent, who like some earth-born Giant spreads His thirty Arms along the indented Meadssang to Or fullen Mole that runneth underneath, Or Severn swift, guilty of Maidens death, at Or Rockie Avon, or of Sedgie Lee, Or Coaly Tine, or ancient hallowed Dee, Or Humber loud that keeps the Scythians Name, Or Medway smooth, or Royal Towred Thame.
Re-while of Musick, and Ethereal mirth, Wherewith the stage of Ayr and Earth did ring,
And joyous news of heav'nly Infants birth, My muse with Angels did divide to fing; But headlong joy is ever on the wing,
In Wintry folstice like the shortn'd light Soon swallow'd up in dark and long our-living night.
For now to forrow must I tune my fong, And set my Harp to notes of saddest wo, Which on our dearest Lord did sease ere long, Dangers, and snares, and wrongs, and worse than To, Which he for us did freely undergo.
Most perfect Heroe, try'd in heaviest plight Of labours huge and hard, too hard for human wighr,
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