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As cypresses are wont among the lithe Mel. I used to marvel, Amaryllis, why, Wayfaring bushes.

In sorrow, on the gods thou wouldest call ; Mel. Pray, what proved to thee

For whom thou would'st allow the fruits to So grave a reason for thy seeing Rome? 40 hang Tit. 'Twas Freedom, which, [though] Upon their native tree : 'twas Tityrus late, yet cast a look

Was absent hence. The very pines on Upon an idle man, when once his beard thee, More silv'ry to the shaver 'gan to fall. O Tityrus, on thee the very springs, Yet did she look, and after length of time These very copses called. he came, since us doth Amaryllis own, Tit.

What could I do? 60 [Us] Galatee hath left. For-seeing I I neither from my bondage could escape, Will it avow—so long as Galatee

Nor elsewhere come to know such kindly Enthralled us, there was neither hope

gods. Of freedom, nor for perquisite concern. Here I that youth, O Melibous, saw, Though many a victim issued from my folds, T' whom yearly twice six days our altars And for the thankless city oily cheese 51

smoke; Was pressed, ne'er laden with a coin for me, 'Twas here to me, his suppliant, he first Did [this] my right hand to my home return, Vouchsafed the answer, " Feed, as hitherto,

Your oxen, O my swains, break in your 43. Tendenti, the “barber,” should the reader bulls." prefer it: but it may be supposed that a slave

Mel. O blest old man, then thine thy would shave his own beard when cash was scarce. A barber would find some difficulty in giving such

fields shall bide ! a spend thrift as Tityrus any credit.

Yea, large enough for thee, though naked 45. Tityrus seems to have been somewhat in the stone condition of Cowley, if we may judge from his May (cover) all, and fen with oozy rush 70 ballad of infinite playfulness, the Chronicle ; e. g.:

The pastures overlay. No wontless food “Mary then, and gentle Anne, Both to reign at once began:

Shall harm the breeding females great with Alternately they sway'd;

young, And sometimes Mary was the fair,

Nor scathful contact with a neighbor flock And sometimes Anne the crown did wear, And sometimes both I obeyed.”

Shall damage them. O blest old man, thou 46. Perhaps it was his own fault, like Thenot's here, in Fletcher's Faithful Shepherdess, iv. 5:

Amid familiar streams and hallowed springs, 'Oh, hapless love, which, being answered, ends! Shalt snatch the shady cool. On hither And, as a little infant cries and bends

side, His tender brows, when, rolling of his eye, He hath espied something that

glisters nigh,

The hedge, which at th' adjoining boundary Which he would have ; yet, give it him, away Hath aye its willow-blossom made a feast He throws it straight, and cries afresh to play By bees of Hybla, oft shall thee entice With something else : such my affection, set On that which I should loathe if I could get.” If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou shouldst Perhaps it was Galatea's:

take no money of me; but being enthralled as I Go, false one! now I see the cheat:

am, it will also be the bondage of certain ribands Your love was all a counterfeit,

and gloves.” And I was galled to think that you,

67. “ You virgins, that did late despair
Or any she could long be true.

To keep your wealth from cruel men,
How could you once so kind appear,

Tie up in silk your careless hair,
To kiss, to sigh, to shed a tear,

Soft peace is come again.
To cherish and caress me so,

Now lovers' eyes may gently shoot
And now not let, but bid, me go?".

A flame that will not kill ;
Charles Cotton," Sonnet.

The drum was angry, but the lute 48. For such a foole I doe him firmly hold,

Shall whisper what you will. That loves his fetters, though they were of gold.” Sing Io, lo! for his sake,

Spenser, F. Q., iii. 9, 8. Who hath restored your drooping heads; 51. Tityrus would probably have been dissatisfied With choice of sweetest flowers, make with Cicero:

A garden where he treads : “Should Rome, for whom you've done the happy

Whilst we whole groves of laurel bring, service,

A petty triumph to his brow, Turn most ingrate, yet were your virtue paid

Who is the master of our spring, In conscience of the fact: so much good deeds

And all the bloom we owe.' Reward themselves !"

Shirley, The Imposture, i. 2. Ben Jonson, Catiline, iii. 2. 76. Or- “Shalt shady cool enjoy."

See Ecl. ii. 1. 12. 52. The cause of Tityrus coming home with empty purse was the same that enriched Autolycus, \ 79. “There flowery hill Hymettus, with the sound at the Clown's expense, in Shakespeare's Winter's Of bees' industrious murmur, oft invites Tale, iv. 3:

To studious musing.” Milton, P. R. b. iv.


But we,

shall you

By gentle murmuring to drop to sleep. 80 And Crete's swift Axus; at the Britons, too, On th' other side, beneath the lofty rock, Cut off completely by the whole of earth. The pruner shall be warbling to the gales; Lo! shall I ever, (though) a long time hence, Nor yet, meanwhile, hoarse culvers, thy My native bourns, and humble cabin's roof, delight,

Uppiled with turf, some beards of cornNor turtle, cease from tow'ring elm to coo. my realm

it. Then sooner nimble harts shall feed Hereafter viewing, be in wonder held? in air,

Shall these fresh-broken lands, so finely
And seas leave fishes bare upon the strand; tilled,
Sooner,-both countries' frontiers traversed A godless soldier hold ? a foreigner


of corn ? Behold! to what a Or Parthian exile shall the Arar drink,

pass Or Germany the Tigris, than his looks Disunion us poor citizens hath brought ! Can from my bosom fade away.

Behold! for whom we've sown the fields ! Mel.


Graft now Some hence shall pass to Afric's thirsty sons; Thy pear-trees, Melibæus, range arow At Scythia others of us shall arrive, Thy vines. Away! my goats, once happy

flock, 84. “Making that murm’ring noise that cooing doves

Away! You nevermore shall I, [while] Use in the soft expression of their loves.”

stretched Dryden, The Indian Queen, iii. i.

Within the verdant grot, see hanging far “ No more shall meads be decked with flowers, Nor sweetness dwell in rosy bowers;

Adown the braky cliff; no carols I Nor greenest buds on branches spring,

Shall sing; with me to feed you, O my Nor warbling birds delight to sing ;

goats, Nor April violets paint the grove,

No (more) upon the cytisus in bloom, 110 Ere I forget my Celia's love." Carew, The Protestation.

And bitter sprays of willow, Shakespeare uses the powerful aid of impossi

browse. bilities for a different purpose; Merchant of Tit. Yet here this night hadst thou along Venice, iv. 1 :

with me “ You may as well go stand upon the beach,

And bid the main flood bate his usual height; “ Far different these from every former scene, -
You may as well use question with the wolf, The cooling brook, the grassy-vested green,
Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb; The breezy covert of the warbling grove,
You may as well forbid the mountain pines

That only shelter'd thefts of harmless love."
To wag their high tops, and to make no noise,
When they are fretted with the gusts of heaven, 94. So Ambrose Philips, with a pleasing variety;
As seek to soften that, his Jewish heart.”

Past. 2: And again, in Coriolanus, v. 3:

Sweet are thy banks! Oh, when shall I once more " Then let the pebbles on the hungry beach

With ravish'd eyes review thine amellid shore? Fillip the stars ; then let the mutinous winds

When in the crystal of thy waters scan Strike the proud cedars 'gainst the fiery sun,

Each feature faded, and my colour wan? Murdering impossibility, to make

When shall I see my hut, the small abode What cannot be, slight work.”

Myself did raise, and cover o'er with sod ?

Small though it be, a mean and humble cell, 91. But poorer now than poverty itself;"

Yet is there room for peace and me to dwell." Now, like a sea-tost navy in a storm, Must we be severed unto divers shores?"

His stubborn hands my net hath broken Webster, The Weakest goeth to the Wall, ii. 3.

quite; “ Thou hast forced

My fish, the guerdon of my toil and pain, My heart to sigh, my hands to beat my breast,

He causeless seized, and, with ungrateful spite, My feet to travel, and my eyes to weep.” iii. 1.

Bestowed upon a less deserving swain :

The cost and labour mine, his all the gain.” Goldsmith feelingly alludes to the miseries of

P. Fletcher, Ecl. ii. 7. exile : “Have we not seen, at pleasure's lordly call,

So many new-born flies his light gave life to,

Buzz in his beams, flesh-Aies and butterflies, The smiling, long-frequented village fall ? Beheld the duteous son, the sire decay'd,

Hornets, and humming scarabs, that not one The modest matron, and the blushing maid,

honey-bee, Forced from their homes, a melancholy train,

That's loaden with true labour, and brings home

Increase and credit, can 'scape rifling;
To traverse climes beyond the western main ;
Where wild Oswego spreads her swamps around,

And what she sucks for sweet, they turn to bit

terness. J. Fletcher, The Loyal Subject, ii. 5. And Niagara stuns with thundering sound?”.

Traveller. 112. So Spenser's Shepheards Calender, SepAgain in the Deserted Village :

tember, 254:
Ah, no! To distant climes, a dreary scene, “But if to my cotage thou wilt resort,
Where half the convex world intrudes between, So as I can I will thee comfort ;
Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, There mayst thou ligge in a vetchy bed,
Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe.”

Till fairer Fortune shew forth his head."


Been able on the leaf of green to rest. And longer fall from lofty mounts the
With us are mellow apples, chestnuts soft, shades.
And store of curded milk; and now afar
The roof-tops of the rural houses smoke, Collins, with a further variety; Ec. iii. :

“While evening dews enrich the glittering glade, 113. The young student may be referred to Ec.

And the tall forests cast a longer shade. ix. 50, where he will see that poma is used of pears.

Dryden applies the idea figuratively to the de. 116. Milton treats the idea in the closing line clining age of David, king of Israel : differently:

“ Behold him setting in the western skies, “And now the sun had stretched out all the hills." The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise."


Absalom and Achitophel, 268, 9.


EcLOGUE II. ALEXIS. The shepherd Corydon with fervor loved Thy footsteps while I trace, ring out the trees The fair Alexis, darling of his lord; With hoarse cicadas 'neath a blazing sun. Nor had he aught to hope: only among Was it not better brook the rueful wrath The clustered beeches, shade-abounding Of Amaryllis, and her haughty scorn ? crests,

Not [better brook] Menalcas? e'en though He used unceasingly to come : he there


20 Would these unstudied (verses], all alone, Were swarthy, e'en though thou wert fair. To mounts and forests Aling with idle zeal. O lovely boy, trust not too much thy hue:

O barbarous Alexis, reckest thou, White privets drop, dark martagons are Naught of my lays? no pity hast for me? culled. Thou in the end wilt goad me on to die. 10 By thee am I disdained; nor who I am Now e'en the cattle snatch the shades and Dost thou, Alexis, ask; how rich in flock, cool;

How full to overflow in snowy milk. Now e’en the thorny brakes green lizards A thousand lambs of mine upon the mounts shroud;

Of Sic'ly wander; new milk fails me not And Thestylis for reapers, faint with raging In summer-tide, nor in the [wintry] cold. heat,

I chant (the lays] which used—if e'er his Together bruises garlic and wild thyme, droves Herbs strong of odor: but along with me, He called-Amphion, of Dircæan (birth),

On Attic Aracynth. Nor am I so “Give sorrow words: the grief, that Uncomely. Late I viewed me on the shore, does not speak, Whispers the o'er fraught heart, and bids it break.” Macbeth, iv. 3.

Why, sir? black “Unkindness, do thy office! poor heart, break!

(For 'tis the colour that offends your eyesight,) Those are the killing griefs, which dare not

İs not within my reading, any blemish : speak." Webster, Vittoria Corombona, ii. 1.

Sables are no disgrace in heraldry."

Shirley, Lady of Pleasure, ii. s. ' Mercy hangs upon your brow, like a precious jewel,

27. “Two thousand sheep have I as white as milk, O let not then,

Though not so sweet as is thy lovely face; Most lovely maid, best to be loved of men,

The pasture rich, the wool as soft as silk : Marble lie upon your heart, that will make you

All this I give, let me possess thy grace.”. cruel !


Philip Sidney, The Lady of May. Pity, pity, pity!

An hundred udders for the pail I have, Pity, pity, pity!

That give me milk and curds, that make me cheese That word begins that ends a true love ditty." To cloy the markets; twenty swarm of bees,

T. Middleton, Blurt, iii. 1. Whilk all the summer hum about the hive, 13. Milton makes his Thestylis assist the reapers

And bring me wax and honey in *bilive.' in a different way, assigning the culinary depart

B. Jonson, Sad Shepherd, ii. 1. ment to Phillis:

33. This may call to mind the language of Eve: “ Hard by, a cottage-chimney smokes,

" And laid me down to look into the clear From betwixt two aged oaks,

Smooth lake, that to me seemed another sky.
Where Corydon and Thyrsis met,

As I bent down to look, just opposite
Are at their savoury dinner set

A shape within the watery gleam appeared,
Of herbs and other country messes,

Bending to look on me:
Which the neat-handed Phyllis dresses ; It started back; but pleased, I soon returned."
And then in haste her bower she leaves,

Milton, P. L., iv.
With Thestylis to bind the sheaves.”


*"Bilive," with life, quickly.

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When quiet through the breezes stood the That she might carry them away from me, sea :

Hath Thestylis been craving, and her end I should not Daphnis fear, thyself the judge,

will gain, Since never doth reflection's form beguile. Since paltry are my presents in thine eyes. Oh! could it but thy pleasure be with me Come hither, O thou beauteous boy! For The paltry farms, and unobtrusive cots,


60 To haunt, and pierce the harts, and drive Their lilies, lo! in baskets full, the Nymphs

Are carrying ; for thee a Naiad fair, The flock of kidlings to the mallow green ! Her sallow gillyflowers and the heads With me together in the forests thou 41 Of poppies gath'ring, doth narcissus add, Shalt copy Pan in singing. Pan first taught And blossom of the sweetly-smelling dill: To brace together divers reeds with wax ; Then, interlacing them with widow-waile, Pan guards the sheep and keepers of the And other fragrant plants, soft martagons sheep.

Betrims with yellowing caltha. I myself Nor let it irk thee with a reed to chafe Will cull thee quinces hoar with velvet Thy tiny lip: that he these very (strains] down, Might master, what did not Amyntas do ? And chestnuts, which my Amaryllis loved. I have, with seven unequal hemlock-reeds I

waxy plums will add : to this fruit, too, Close set, a pipe, which for a gift to me Shall dignity be [deigned) : and you, O Damætas whilom gave, and, dying, said, 50 bays,

72 “Thee now doth this its second master I'll cull, and thee, O myrtle-plant, the next, own.

Since ye, so placed, your musky perfumes Damætas spoke ; the fool Amyntas grudged. blend. Moreo’er, two roes, discovered by myself A boor thou art, O Corydon, nor recks In no safe glen, their coats e’en still be- Alexis of thy gifts ; nor, if in gifts sprent

Should'st thou vie with him, would Iollas With white, a ewe's twain udders daily drain :

Alas! alas! what is it I have willed Which I for thee reserve. This long time for my unhappy self? Upon my flowers past,

The southern blast, and on my crystal

33. Carew gives another turn to the idea :
Stand still, you floods ! do not deface

“ And she will do so," is very tame.
That image which you bear :
So votaries, from every place,

61. So “Sensuality" in Nabbes' Microcosmus, iv.

“Gather all the flowers
To you shall altars rear.

Tempe is painted with, and strew his way.
No winds but lovers' sighs blow here,
To trouble these glad streams,

Translate my bower to Turia's rosy banks;
On which no star from any sphere

There, with a chorus of sweet nightingales,

Make it perpetual spring.”
Did ever dart such beams.
To crystal, then, in haste congeal,

Similarly Venus engages to Paris :
Lest should lose your bliss ;

“ The laurel and the myrtle shall compose
And to my cruel fair reveal

Thy arbours, interwoven with the rose,
How cold, how hard she is."

And honey-dropping woodbine ; on the ground Sight of a Gentlewoman's face in the Water. The flowers ambitiously shall crowd themselves

Into love-knots and coronets, to entangle “And fair my flock, nor yet uncomely I,

Thy feet, that they may kiss them as they tread, If liquid fountains flatter not :-and why

And keep them prisoners in their amorous stalks.” Should liquid fountains flatter us, yet show

Shirley, Triumph of Beauty. The bordering flowers less beauteous than they

A. Philips, Past, 1.

69. I pr’ythee let me bring thee where crabs 38. See C. Cotton's “Invitation to Phillis." Also


And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ; Note on Æn. vi. I. 248.

Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how “ I must have you

To snare the nimble marmoset: l'll bring thee To my country villa : rise before the sun,

To clustering filberds, and sometimes I'll get Then make a breakfast of the morning dew,

thee Served up by Nature on some grassy hill : Young scamels from the rock : wilt thou go with You'll find it nectar.


Shakespeare, Tempest, ii. 2. Philip Massinger, The Guardian, i. 1.

75 Spenser imitates Virgil here : Shepheard's 44. Sing his praises, that doth keep Our flocks from harm,

Calender, January, 55:
Pan, the father of our sheep;

“ It is not Hobbinol wherefore I plaine,
And arm in arm

Albee my love hee seeke with dayly suit;
Tread we softly in a round,

His clownish gifts and curtsies I disdaine,
Whilst the hollow neighbouring ground

His kids, his cracknelles, and his early fruit."
Fills the music with her sound.”

80. “ I am no prophet, nor do wish to see
J. Fletcher, Faithful Shepherdess, i. 2. Upon your spring another wind, than what




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Wild boars have I, (to reason] lost, let in. To love ? Ah! Corydon, [ah !] Corydon, Whom art thou flying, ah ! thou witless What frenzy thee hath seized ! Halfone ?

pruned for thee Even the gods have tenanted the woods, Thy vine is (lying] on the leafy elm. And Dardan Paris. Pallas by herself Why rather dost thou not some (share), at Let haunt the fortresses, which she hath least,

Of what 'thy service needs, prepare thee to Us above all things let the woods delight.

weave off

100 The grisly lioness pursues the wolf ; Of withes and pliant rush? If this doth The wolf himself the goat ; the cytisus

thee In blossom doth the wanton goat pursue ; Disdain, another Alexis thou shalt find. Thee, O Alexis, Corydon : draws each 90 His proper fancy. See, the ploughs up- 100. How clearly the poet saw that useful emraised

ployment was a cure for irregular desires ! The bullocks by the yoke are bearing home;

“ Wherefore if thou, I say, The sun, too, doubles, as he draws away,

Dost covet to avoid

That Bedlam Boy's deceitful bow, The lengthening shades : me, ne'ertheless,

That others hath annoyed : is love

Eschew the idle life ! Consuming; for what bound can there be set

Flee! flee from doing naught :

For never was there idle brain The wings of pregnant western gales do enrich

But bred an idle thought.” The air withal, which, gliding as you walk,

Turberville, The Lover to Cupid. May kiss the teeming flowers, and with soft breath

Philosophy, religious solitude
Open the buds, to welcome their preserver!!!

And labour wait on temperance. In these
Shirley, The Imposture, iii. 3.

Desire is bounded; they instruct the mind's go. And every humour hath its adjunct pleasure, And body's actions. 'Tis lascivious ease, Wherein it finds a joy above the rest."

That gives the first beginning to all ills. Shakespeare, Sonnet 91. The thoughts being busied on good objects, sin The force of ipse, in verse 63 of the original, Can never find a way to enter in.” would be best brought out by “in turn."

Nabbes, Microcosmus, iv.


To me.

MENALCAS. DAMETAS. PALÆMON. Menalcas. Inform me, O Damætas ! whose | That these [misdoings) should with more the flock ?


IO Is't that of Melibæus ?

Be charged on those who ’re men. We Damætas. It is not,

know both who But Ægon's ; Ægon lately it consigned 'Twas ... thee,—the he-goats eyeing it

askance, Men. O sheep, ye ever luckless flock ! And in what holy grot ;—but laughed the While he himself Neæra fonds, and dreads easy Nymphs. Lest she should me prefer to him, his ewes Men. 'Twas then, I fancy, when they me This caitiff keeper milketh twice an hour, espied And from the fock the sap is filched away, | With scathful bill-hook hacking Mycon's And from the lambs the milk.

grove, Dam. Still bear in mind And infant vines.

Dam. Or here by th' aged beech, Line 7. It is very doubtful that alienus means When you the bow and shafts of Daphnis “hireling ;" for Damcetas may have been in too

broke; comfortable a position to accept of formal pay. He paid himself, however, unless Menalcas was un

Which whén, o curst Menalcas, you betruthful,—which he may very well have been, and held his companion with him. The character of each

Bestowed upon the lad, you were not only depends on the testimony of the other; and all that is certain is, that they had both very abusive

vexed, tongues. The probability is, that Damcetas was a thief, at all events; and so he need not have sought 15. Malú may either be referred to falce, as in a remuneration for his trouble in honest cash. Vide the translation; or to Damætas, when it should be V. 16 of the Latin text.

rendered "spiteful."

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