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Let fuller notes th' applauding world amaze,
And the loud clarion labour in your praise.
This band dismiss’d, behold another croud
Prefer the same request, and lowly bow'd;
Che constant tenour of whose well-spent days 330 No less deserv'd a just return of praise. But straight the direful Trump of Slander sounds; Thro' the big dome the doubling thunder bounds; Loud as the burst of cannon rends the skies, . The dire report thro' ev'ry region flies, ,
325 In ev'ry ear incessant rumours rung,And gath'ring f.andals grew on ev'ry tongue. From the black trumpet's rusty concave broke Sulphureous fiames, and clouds of rolling smoke : The pois’nous vapour blots the purple skies, . 34"} And withers all before it as it flies,
A troop came next, who crowns and armour wore, And proud defiance in their looks they bore : For thee (they cry'd) amidst alarms and strife, We said in tempests down the stream of life ; 345 For thee whole nations fill'd with flames and blood, And swam to empire thro' the purple flood.
VIR. 328, 338, bebold anor ber crowd, ec. -
From the black trumpet's rusiy, etc.)
Therewithal there came anons
Another huge companye
Of good folke
What did this Eolus, but he
Took out his trump of brass,
That fouler than the devil was :
And gan his trump for to blowe,
As all the world should overthrowe,
Throughout every regione
Went this foul trumpet's soune,
Swift as a pellet out of a gunne,
When fire is in the powder runne.
And such a smoke gan out wende,
Out of ihe foul trumpet's ende etc,
1 hofe ills we dar'd, thy inspiration own;
What virtie seem'd, was done for thee alone.
Ambitious fools! (the Queen reply'd, and frown'd)
Ee all your acts in dark oblivion drown'd;
351 "There sleep forgot, with mighty tyrants gone, Your statues moulder'd, and your names unknown! A sudden cloud straight snatch'd them from my sight, And each majetic phantom funk in night. 355 Then came the finallest tribe I
Phain was their dress, and modest was their mien,
Great idol of inankind! we neither claim
The praise of merit, nor aspire to fame!
But life in dcferts from th' applause of men,
Would die unheard of, as we liv'd unseen.
VER. 356. Then came the smallest, e:c.]
I saw anone the fifth route,
That to this lady gan loute,
And downe on knees anone to fall,
And to her they beloughten all,
To hiden their gcod works eke.
And said, they yeve not a leke
For no fame ne such renowne;
For they for contemplacyoune,
And Goddes love had it wrought,
Ne of fame would they ought.
What, quoth she, and be ye wood ?
And ween ye for to do good,
And for to have it of no fame?
Have ye delpire to have my name?
Nay ye hall lien everichone:
Blowe thy trump, and that anone
(Quoth the) thou Eolus, I hote,
And ring these folkes works by rote,
That all the world may of it heare;
And he gan blow their lcos so cleare,
In his golden clarioune,
Through the world went the soune,
All so kindly, and eke so sost,
That their fame was blown aloft,
is all we beg thee, to conceal from fight
Those ats of goodness, which themselves requite.
o let us still the secret joy partake,
To follow virtue e'en for virtue's fake.
And live there men, who flight immortal fame :
Who then with incense shall adore our name?
But, mortals ! know, 'tis still our greatest pride
To blaze those virtues which the good would hide.
Rife! Muses, rise! add all your tuneful breath, 370
These must not sleep in darkness and in death.
She said: in air the trembling music floats,
And on the winds triumphant swell the notes ;
So foft, tho' high, so loud, and yet so clear,
Ex?n liftning Angels lean from heav'n to hear: 375
To furtheft shores th' Ambrosial spirit flies,
Sweet to the world, and grateful to the skies.
Next these a youthful train their vows expressid,
With feathers crown'd, with gay embroid'ry dress'd :
Hither, they cry'd, direct your eyes, and see 380
The men of pleasure, dress, and gallantry;
Ours is the place at banquets, balls and plays,
Sprightly our nights, polite are all our days;
Courts.we frequent, where 'tis our pleasing care
To pay due visits, and address the fair:
In fact, 'tis true, no nymph we could persuade,
But still in fancy vanquish'd every maid;
Of unknown Duchesses lewd tales we tell,
Yet, would the world believe us, all were well.
IMITATIONS. VER. 373. Next these a yout:bfu! train, etc.] The reader might eompare these twenty-eight lines following, which contain tha. same matter, with eighty.four of Chaucer, beginning thus:
Tho came the fixth companye,
And gan fast to Fame cry, etc. being too prolix to be here inserted.
The joy let others have, and we the name, 390 And what we want in pleasure, grant in fame.
The Queen assents, the trampet rends the kies, And at each blast a Lady's honour dies.
Pleas'd with the strange success, valt numbers preft Around the shrine, and made the same request: 395 What you, (she cry'd) unlearn'd in arts to please, Slaves to yourselves, and ev'n fatigu'd with ease, Who lose a length of undeserving days, Would you usurp the lover's dear-bought praise ? To just contemptomye vain pretenders, fall, 400 The people's fable, and the scorn of all. Straight the black clarion sends a horrid sound, Loud laughs burst out, and bitter fcoffs fly round, Whispers are heard, with taunts reviling loud, And scornful hisses run through all the croud. 405
Last, those who boast of mighty mischiefs done, Ensave their country, or usurp a throne ; Or who their glory's dire foundation lay'd On sov'reigns ruin'd, or on friends betray'd; Calm, thinking villains, whom no faith could fix, 412 Of crooked counsels and dark politics; Of these a gloomy tribe furround the throne, And beg to make th’immortal treafons known.. The trumpet roars, long flaky fiames expire, With sparks, that seem'd to set the world on fire. 415 At the dread found, pale mortals stood aghaft, And startled Nature trembled with the blalt.
This having heard and seen, some pow'r unknown Straight chang'd the scene, and snatch'd me from the throne.
VER. 406. Last, thuse wbo boast of migbry, etc)
Tho came another companye,
That had y-done the treachery, etc. VIR.-418. This baving beard and seen, etc.] The Scene here
Before my view appear'd a structure fair,
Its fite uncertain, if in earth or air ;
With rapid motion turn’d the mansion round ; -
With ceaseless noise the ringing walls resound;
Not less in number were the spacious doors,
Than leaves on trees, or fands upon the shores;
Which still unfolded stand, by night, by day,
Pervious to winds, and open ev'ry way.
As flames by nature to the skies ascend,
As weighty bodies to the centre tend,
As to the sea returning rivers roll,
And the touch'd needle trembles to the pole ;
changes from the Temple of Fame, to that of Rumour, which is
almost entirely Chaucer's. The particulars follow,
Tho saw I stonde in a valey,
Under the castle fast by
A houfe, that Domus Dedali
That Labyrinthus cleped is,
Nas made fo wonderly, I wis,
Ne half so queintly y-wrought;
And evermo as (wift as thought,
This queint hogse about went,
That never more it fill itent
And eke this house hath of entrees,
As many as leaves are on trees
In Summer, when they ben grene;
And in the roof yet men may fene
A thousand hoels and well mo
To letten the foune out-go;
And by day in every tide
Ben all the doors open wide,
And by night each one unthet;
No porter is there one to let,
No manner tydings in to pace :::
Ne never rest is in that place.,
VER. 428. As flames by nature to the, etc.) This thought is
transferred hither out of the third book of Fame, where it takes
apno less than one hundred and twenty verfes, beginning thus,
Geffray, thou wottest well this, etc.