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Where nymphs of brightest form appear,
eye ; What nature, art, bold fiction e'er durft frame, Her forming hand gave feature to the name.
So strange a concourse ne'er was seen before, But when the peopl’d ark the whole creation bore.
VII. The scene then chang’d, with bold erected look Our martial king the fight with rev'rence strook ; For not content t'express his outward part, Her hand call'd out the image of his heart : His warlike mind, his soul devoid of fear, His high-designing thoughts were figur’d there, As when, by magic, ghosts are made appear.
Our phænix queen was pourtray'd too so bright, Beauty alone could beauty take so right: Her dress, her shape, her matchless grace, Were all observ'd, as well as heavenly face. With such a peerless majesty The stands, As in that day she took the crown from facred
Before a train of heroines was seen,
Thus nothing to her genius was deny'd,
Still with a greater blaze she shone,
Not wit, nor piety could fate prevent ;
To sweep at once her life, and beauty too ;
To work more mischievously flow,
And plunder'd first, and then destroy'd.
But thus Orinda dy'd :
His waving streamers to the winds displays, And vows for his return, with vain devotion, pays.
Ah, generous youth, that wish forbear,
The winds too soon will waft theç here!
To raise the nations under ground;
When in the valley of Jehofophat,
And there the last affizes keep,
From the four corners of the sky;
The sacred poets first shall hear the sound,
And foremost from the tomb shall bound, For they are cover'd with the lightest ground; And straight, with in-born vigor, on the wing, Like mounting larks, to the new morning sing. There thou, sweet saint, before the quire shall go, As harbinger of heaven, the way to show, The way which thou so well hast learnt below.
Upon the DEATH of the
of DUN DE E.
H laft and best of Scots ! who didst maintain
Thy country's freedom from a foreign reign; New people fill the land now thou art gone, New gods the temples, and new kings the throne. Scotland and thee did each in other live ; Nor would'st thou her, nor could she thee survive, Farewel, who dying didît support the state, And couldst not fall but with thy country's fate.