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So well in all deformity in fashion, Borrowing a limb of ev'ry sev'ral nation; And nothing more than England hold in scorn, So live as strangers whereas they were born ; But thy return in this I do not read, Thou art a perfect gentleman indeed: O God forbid that Howard's noble line, From ancient virtue should so far decline ! The Muses' train (whereof yourself are chief) Only to me participate their grief: To sooth their humours, I do lend them ears. “He gives a Poet, that his verses hears.” Till thy return, by hope they only live; Yet had they all they all away would give: The world and they so ill-according be, That wealth and Poets never can agree. Few live in court that of their good have care, The Muses' friends are every where so rare. Some praise thy worth (that it did never know), Only because the better sort do so, Whose judgment never further doth extend, Than it doth please the greatest to commend; so great an ill upon desert doth chance, when it doth pass by beastly ignorance. why art thou slack, whilst no man put his hand To praise the mount where Surrey's towers must Or who the groundsil of that work doth lay, [stand? Whilst like a wand’rer thou abroad do'st stray, Clip'd in the arms of some lascivious dame, When thou should'st rear an Ilion to thy name? When shall the Muses by fair Norwich dwell, To be the city of the learned well ? Or Phoebus' altars there with incense heap'd, As once in Cyrrha, or in Thebe kept : Or when shall that fair hoof-plow'd spring distil From great Mount-Surrey, out of Leonard's-hill? Till thou return, the court I will exchange For some poor cottage, or some country grange Where to our distaves, as we sit and spin, My maid and I will tell what things have been. Our lutes unstrung shall hang upon the wall, Our lessons serve to wrap our tow withall, And pass the night, whiles winter-tales we tell, Of many things, that long ago befell: Or tune such homely carrols as were sung In country sport, when we ourselves were young, In pretty riddles to bewray our loves, In questions, purpose, or in drawing gloves. The noblest spirits, to virtue most inclined, These here in court thy greatest want do find: Others there be, on which we feed our eye, Like arras-work, or such like imag’ry: Many of us desire Queen Cath'rine's state, But very few her virtues imitate, Then, as Ulysses' wife, write I to thee, Make no reply, but come thyself to me.

POLKOLBION.—THE XV. SONG. The ARGUMENT. The Foots here to the bride-house hie. The goodly vale of Aylsbury

Sets her son (Tame) forth, brave as May,
Upon the joyful wedding day:
Who, deckt up, tow'rds his bride is gone.
So lovely Isis coming on,
At Oxford all the Muses meet her,
And with a Prothalamion greet her.
The nymphs are in the bridal bow'rs,
Some strowing sweets, some sorting flow'rs;
Where lusty Charwel himself raises,
And sings of rivers, and their praises.
Then Tame his way tow’rd Windsor tends.
Thus, with the song, the marriage ends.

Now fame had through this isle divulg'd in every
The long-expected day of marriage to be near, [ear,
That Isis, Cotswold's heir, long woo'd was lastly
won, [son.
And instantly should wed with Tame, old Chiltern's
And now that wood-man's wife, the mother of
the flood,
The rich and goodly vale of Aylsbury, that stood
So much upon her Tame, was busied in her bowers,
Preparing for her son as many suits of flowers,
As Cotswold for the bride, his Isis lately made;
Who for the lovely Tame, herbridegroom only staid.
Whilst every crystal flood is to this business prest,
The cause of their great speed and many thus re-

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Than other of your kind, that you so fast should What business in hand, that spurs you thus away? Fair Windrush, let me hear; I pray thee, Charwel saw. They suddenly reply, ‘What lets you should not see ‘That for this nuptial feast we all prepared be? “Therefore this idle chat our ears doth but offend: “Our leisure serves not now these trifles to attend." But whilst things are in hand, old Chiltern (for his life) From prodigal expence can noway keep his wife; Who feeds her Tame with marle, in cordial-wise prepar’d, And thinks all idly spent, that now she only spar'd, In setting forth her son: nor can she think it well, Unless her lavish charge do Cotswolds far excel. For, Aylesbury's avale that walloweth in her wealth, And (by her wholesome air continually in health) Is lusty, firm, and fat, and holds her youthful strength. [length, Besides her fruitful earth, her mighty breadth and Doth Chiltern fitly match; which mountainously And being very long, so likewise she doth lie [high, From the Bedfordian fields, where first she doth begin, [doth win To fashion like a vale, to th’ place where Tame His Isis’ wished bed; her soil throughout so sure, For goodness of her glebe, and for her pasture pure, That as her grain and grass, so she her sheep doth breed, For burthen and for bone all other that exceed:

And she, which thus in wealth abundantly doth
flow. [stow:
Now cares not on her child what cost she do be-
Which when wise Chiltern saw (the world who
long had try’d,
And now at last had laid all garish pomp aside;
Whose hoar and chalky head descry’d him to be old,
His beechen woods berest, that kept him from the
cold)
Would fain persuade the vale to hold a steady rate;
And with his curious wife, thus wisely doth debate:
‘Quoth he, you might allow what needeth, to
the most : [cost
But whereas less will serve, what means this idle
Too much, a surfeit breeds, and may our child an-
noy: [cloy.
These fat and luscious meats do but our stomachs
The modest comely mien, in all things likes the
Apparel often shews us womanish precise. [wise,
And what will Cotswold think when he shall hear
of this 2
He'll rather blame your waste, than praise your
cost. I wiss.”
But women wilful be, and she her will must have ;
Nor cares how Chiltern chides, so that her Tame
be brave.
Alone which tow'ds his love she eas"ly doth convey:
For the Oxonian Ouze was lately sent away [feet;
From Buckingham, where first he finds his nimbler
Tow'ds Whittlewood then takes; where, past the
noblest street,
He to the forest gives his farewell, and doth keep
His course directly down into the German deep,
To publish that great day in mighty Neptune's hall,
That all the sea-gods there might keep it festival.
As we have told how Tame holds on his even
course.
Return we to report, how Isis from her source
Comes tripping with delight down from her dain-
tier springs; [brings
And in her princely train, t’ attend her marriage,
Clear, Churnet, Coln, and Leech, which first she
did retain, [strain
With Windrush; and with her (all outrage to re-
Which well might oft’red be to Isis as she went)
Came Yenlood with a guard of satyrs which were
sent [dame.
From Whichwood, to await the bright and god-like
So, Bernwood did bequeath his satyrs to the Tame,
For sticklers in those stirs that at the feast should be.
These preparations great, when Charwell comes to
To Oxford got before, to entertain the flood, [see,
Apollo's aid he begs, with all his sacred brood,
To that most learned place to welcome her repair.
Who in her coming on, was wax’d so wondrous fair,
That meeting, strife arose betwixt them, whether
they
Her beauty should extol, or she admire their bay.
On whom their several gifts (to amplify her dow’r)
The Muses there bestow; which ever have the pow'r
Immortal her to make. And as she past along,
Those modest Thespian maidsthus totheir Isissung;

‘Ye daughters of the hills, come down from every side, And due attendance give upon the lovely bride: Go, strew the paths with flowers, by which she is to pass. For be ye thus assur'd, in Albion never was A beauty (yet) like hers: where have you ever seen So absolute a nymph in all things, for a queen? Give instantly in charge the day be wondrous fair, That no disorder'd blast attempt her braided hair. Go, see her state prepard, and every thing be fit. The bride-chamber adorn'd with all beseeming it. And for the princely groom, who ever yet could A flood that is so fit for Isis as the Tame : [name Ye both so lovely are, that knowledge scarce can tell, For feature whether he, or beauty she excel: That ravished with joy each other to behold, When as your crystal waists you closely do enfold, Betwixt your beauteous selves you shall beget a son, That when your lives shall end, in him shall be begun. [light, The pleasant Surryan shores shall in that flood deAnd Kent esteem herself most happy in his sight. The shire that London loves, shall only him prefer, And give full many a gift to hold him near to her. The Scheldt, the goodly Meuse, the rich and viny Rhine, [plain, Shall come to meet the Thames in Neptune's wat'ry And all the Belgian streams and neighbouring floods of Gaul, Of him shall stand in awe his tributaries all.” As of fair Isis thus the learned virgins spake, A shrill and sudden bruit this Prothalamion brake; That White-horse, for the love she bare to her ally, And honoured sister vale, the bounteous Aylsbury, Sent presents to the Tame by Ock her only flood, Which for his mother vale so much on greatness stood. From Oxford, Isis hastes more speedily, to see That river like his birth might entertained be: For that ambitious vale, still striving to command, And using for her place continually to stand, Proud White-horse to persuade, much business there hath been [queen. To acknowledge that great vale of Eusham for her And but that Eusham is so opulent and great, That thereby she herself holds in the sovereign seat, This White-horse all the vales of Britain would o'erAnd absolutely sit in the imperial chair; [bear, And boasts as goodly herbs, and numerous flocks to feed, To have as soft a glebe, as good increase of seed; As pure and fresh an air upon her face to flow, As Eusham for her life; and from her steed doth Her lusty rising downs, as fair a prospect take [show, As that imperious Wold; which her great queen doth make So wond’rously admir’d, and her so far extend, But to the marriage hence, industrious Muse descend. The Naiads and the nymphs extremely over-j oy'd, And on the winding banks all busily employ'd,

Upon this joyful day, some dainty chaplets twine:
Some others chosen out, with fingers neat and fine,
Brave anadems do make: some bauldricks up do
bind: [sign'd
Some, garlands; and to some the nosegays were as-
As best their skill did serve. But for that Tame
should be
Still man-like as himself, therefore they will that he
Should not be drest with flowers to gardens that be-
long,
(His bride that better fit) but only such as sprung
From the replenish'd meads, and fruitful pastures
near.
To sort which flowers, some sit; some making gar-
lands were ;
The primrose placing first, because that in the spring
It is the first appears, then only flourishing; [mix’d:
The azur'd hare-bell next, with them they neatly
T'allay whose luscious smell, they woodbind plac'd
betwixt. [the lilly;
Amongst those things of scent, there prick they in
And near to that again, her sister daffadilly.
To sort these flowers of show, with th' other that
were sweet,
The cowslip then they couch, and th’ oxlip, for her
meet :
The columbine amongst they sparingly do set,
The yellow kingscup, wrought in many a curiousfret,
And now and then among, of eglantine a spray,
By which again a course of lady-smocks they lay:
The crow-flower, and thereby the clover-flower they
stick, -
The daisy, over all those sundry sweets so thick,
As nature doth herself; to imitate her right;
Who seems in that her pearl so greatly to delight,
That every plain therewith she powd’reth to behold:
The crimson darnel-flower, the blue-bottle, and gold;
Which though esteem'd but weeds; yet for their
dainty hues, [chuse.
And for their scent not ill, they for this purpose
Thus having told you how the bridegroom Tame
was drest,
I'll shew you how the bride, fair Isis, they invest;
Sitting to be attir'd under her bower of state,
Which scorns a meaner sort, than fits a princely rate.
In anadems for whom they curiously dispose
The red, the dainty white, the goodly damask rose,
For the rich ruby, pearl, and amethyst, men place
In kings imperial crowns, the circle that inchace.
The brave carnation then, with sweet and sovereign
power
(So of his colour call'd, although a July-flower)
With th' other of his kind, the speckled and the
pale: [gale
Then th' odoriferous pink, that sends forth such a
Of sweetness; yet in scents as various as in sorts.
The purple violet then, the pansie there supports:
The marygold above t'adorn the arched bar:
The double-daisy, thrift, the button batchelor,
Sweet-william, sops-in-wine, the campion; and to
these
Some lavender they put, with rosemary and bays:

Sweet marjoram, with her like, sweet basil rare for
smell, [to tell:
With many a flower, whose name were now toolong
And rarely with the rest, the goodly flour-de-lis.
Thus for the nuptial hour, all fitted point-device,
Whilst some still busied are in decking of the bride,
Some others were again as seriously employ'd
In strewing of those herbs, at bridals us’d that be;
Which every where they throw with bounteous
hands and free. [do fly,
The healthful balm and mint, from their full laps
The scentful camomile, the ven’rous costmary;
They hot muscado oil with milder maudlin cast;
Strong tansey, fennel cool, they prodigally waste:
Clear hysop, and therewith the comfortable thyme,
Germander with the rest, each thing then in her
prime; [flower,
As well of wholesome herbs, as every pleasant
Which nature here produc’d, to fit this happy hour,
Amongst these strewing kinds, some other wild that
grow,
As burnet, all abroad, and meadow-wort they throw,
Thus all things falling out to every one's desire,
The ceremonies done that marriage doth require,
The bride and bridegroom set, and serv'd with sus.
dry cates,
And every other plac'd as fitted their estates;
Amongst this confluence great, wise Charwell here
was thought
The fitt'st to cheer the guests; who thoroughly had
been taught
In all that could pertain to courtship, long agon,
As coming from his sire, the fruitful Helidon, [towns
He travelleth to Tames; where passing by the
Of that rich country near, whereas the mirthsil
clowns,
With tabor and the pipe, on holidays do use,
Upon the may-pole green, to trample out their shoes:
And having in his ears the deep and solemn rings,
Which found him all the way, unto the learned
springs, smeet,
Where he his sovereign Ouze most happily del
And him, the thrice-three maids, Apollo's offspring
greet
With all their sacred gifts; thus, expert beinggrown
In music; and besides, a curious maker known;
This Charwell (as I said) the first these floods among
For silence having call'd, thus to th'assembly sung:
‘Stand fast, ye higher hills; low vallieseasily lie;
And forests, that to both you equally apply
(But for the greater part, both wild and barreno)
Retire ye to your wastes; and rivers, only we,
Oft meeting let us mix: and with delightful grace,
Let every beauteous nymph her best-lov'd flood
embrace, -
An alien be he born, or near to her own spring:
So from his native fount he bravely flourishing,
Along the flow'ry fields licentiously do strain; ,
Greeting each curledgrove,and circlingeverypa" ;
Or hasting to his fall, his shoaly gravel scow.”
And with his crystal front then courts the clim”
tow’rs.

• Let all the world be judge, what mountain hath a name, [flood of fame: Like that from whose proud foot there springs some And in the earth's survey, what seat like that is set, Whose streets some ample stream abundantly doth wet? [road, Where is there haven found, or harbour, like that Int' which some goodly flood his burden doth unload 2 [reign fraught By whose rank swelling stream the far-fecht-soMay up to inland-towns conveniently be brought. Of any part of earth, we be the most renown'd ; That countries very oft, nay, empires oft we bound. As Rubicon, much fam'd both for his fount and fall, The ancient limit held 'twixt Italy and Gaul. Europe and Asia keep on Tanais' either side. [vide. Such honour have we floods, the world (even) to diNay, kingdoms thus we prove are christened oft by Iberia takes her name from crystal Iberus. [us; Such reverence to our kind the wiser ancients gave, As they suppos'd each flood a deity to have. “But with our fame at home return we to proceed. In Britain here we find, our Severn, and our Tweed, The tripartited isle do generally divide, [side. To England. Scotland, Wales, as each doth keep her Trent cuts the land in two so equally, as tho’ Nature it pointed-out, to our great Brute to shew How to his mighty sons the island he might share; A thousand of this kind, and nearer, I will spare; Where, if the state of floods at large I list to shew, I proudly could report how Pactolus doth throw Upgrains of perfect gold; and of great Ganges tell, Which when full India's showers enforceth him to swell, [shore: Gilds with his glistering sands the over-pamper'd How wealthy Tagus first, by tumbling down his ore, The rude and slothful Moors of old Iberia taught To search into those hills, from which such wealth he brought. Beyond these if I pleas'd I to your praise could bring, In sacred Tempe, how (about the hoof-plough’d spring) The Heliconian maids, upon that hallowed ground, Recounting heavenly hymns eternally are crown'd. And as the earth doth us in her own bowels nourish; So every thing that grows, by us doth thrive and flourish. To godly virtuous men, we wisely liken'd are: To be so in themselves, that do not only care; But by a sacred power, which goodness doth await, Do make those virtuous too, that them associate.” By this, the wedding ends, and brake up all the shew: [flow And Tames, got, born, and bred, immediately doth To Windsor-ward amain (that with a wond'ring eye, The forest might behold his awful empery) And soon becometh great, with waters weztso rank, That with his wealth he seems to retch his wid’ned bank: [grounds, Till happily attain'd his grandsire Chiltern's Who with his beechen wreaths this king of rivers crowns.

Amongst his holts and hills, as on his way he makes,
At Reading once arriv'd, clear Kennet overtakes
His lord the stately Tames, which that great flood
With many signs of joy doth kindly entertain. [again
Then Loddon next comes in, contributing her store;
As still we see, the much runs ever to the more.
Set out with all this pomp, when this imperial
stream
Himself establish'd sees amidst his wat'ry realm,
His much-lov'd Henly leaves, and prouder doth
pursue [view.
His wood-nymph Windsor's seat, her lovely site to
Whose most delightful face when once the riversees,
Which shews herself attir'd in tall and stately trees,
He in such earnest love with amorous gestures woes,
That looking still at her, his way was like to lose;
And wand'ring in and out, so wildly seems to go,
As headlong he himself into her lap would throw.
Him with the like desire the forest doth embrace,
And with her presence strives her Tames as much
to grace.
No forest, of them all, so fit as she doth stand,
When princes, for their sports, her pleasures will
command; [seen,
No wood-nymph as herself such troops had ever
Nor can such quarries boast as have in Windsor
Nor any ever had so many solemn days, [been;
So brave assemblies view'd, nor took so rich assays.
Then, hand in hand, her Tames the forest softly
brings
To that supremest place of the great English kings,
The Garter's royal seat, from him who did advance
That princely order first, our first that conquer'd
France; [knights,
The temple of St. George, whereas his honour’d
Upon his hallowed day, observe their ancient rites:
Where Eaton is at hand to nurse that learned brood,
To keep the Muses still near, to this princely flood;
That nothing there may want, to beautify that seat,
With every pleasure stor'd: and here my song com-
plete.

THE XXVIII. SONG OF THE SAME.
the Argument.
Three shires at once this song assays,
By various and unusual ways.
At Nottingham first coming in,
The vale of Bever doth begin;
Tow’rds Le’ster then her course she holds,
And sailing o'er the pleasant Oulds,
She fetcheth Soare down from her springs,
By Charnwood, which to Trent she brings,
Then shows the braveries of that flood,
Makes Sherwood sing her Robin Hood;
Then rouzes up the aged Peak,
And of her wonders makes her speak:
Thence Darwin down by Derby tends,
And at her fall to Trent, it ends.

Now scarcely on this tract the Muse had entrance made, Inclining to the south, but Bever's batning slade

Receiveth her to guest, whose coming had too long Put off her rightful praise, when thus herself she sung, “Three shires there are (quoth she) in me their parts that claim, [Nottingham. Large Lincoln, Rutland rich, and th’ north's eye But in the last of these since most of me doth lie, To that my most-loved shire myself I must apply. Not Eusham that proud nymph, although she still pretend [send Herself the first of vales, and though abroad she Her awful dread command, that all should tribute pay [though her clay To her as our great queen ; nor White-horse, Of silver seem to be, new melted, nor the vale Of Aylsbury, whose grass seems given out by tale, For it so silken is, nor any of our kind, Or what, or where they be, or howsoe'er inclin'd, Me Bever shall outbrave, that in my state do scorn, By any of them all (once) to be overborn, With theirs, do but compare the country where I lie, My Hill, and Oulds will say, they are the island's Consider next my scite, and say it doth excel; [eye. Then come unto my soil, and you shall see it swell With every grass and grain, that Britain forth can bring; I challenge any vale, to shew me but that thing I cannot shew to her (that truly is mine own) Beside I dare thus boast, that I as far am known, As any of them all, the south their names doth sound, The spacious north doth me, that there is scarcely found, A roomth for any else, it is so fill'd with mine, Which but a little wants of making me divine: Nor barren am of brooks, for that I still retain Two neat and dainty rills, the little Snyte, and Deane, That from the lovely Oulds, their beauteous parent sprung From the Leicestrian fields, come on with me along, Till both within one bank,theyon my north are meint, And where I end, they fall, at Newark, into Trent.” Hence wand'ring as the Muse delightfully beholds The beauty of the large, and goodly full-flock'd Oulds, She on the left hand leaves old Leicester, and flies, Until the fertile earth glut her insatiate eyes, From rich to richer still, that riseth her before, Until she come to cease upon the head of Soare, Where Fosse, and Watling, cut each other in their Course [source, At Sharnford, where at first her soft and gentle To her but shallow banks, begineth to repair, Of all this beauteous isle, the delicatest air; Whence softly sallying out, asloth the place to leave, She Sence a pretty rill doth courteously receive: For Swift,alittle brook, which certainly she thought Down to the banks of Trent would safely her have brought, Because their native springs so nearly were ally'd, Her *ister Soare forsook, and wholly her apply'd To ***, as with her continually to keep, And wait on her along to the Sabrinian deep.

Thus with her handmaid Sence, the Soare doth eas’ly slide By Leicester, where yet her ruins show her pride, Demolish'd many years, that of the great foundation Of her longburied walls, men hardly see the station; Yet of some pieces found, so sure the cement locks The stones, that they remain like perdurable rocks: Where whilst the lovely Soare, with many a dear embrace, Is solacing herself with this delightful place, The forest, which the name of that brave town doth bear, [hair, With many a goodly wreath, crowns her dishevel’d And in her gallant green, her lusty livery shows Herself to this fair flood, which mildly as she flows, Reciprocally likes her length and breadth to see, As also how she keeps her fertile purlues free: The herds of fallow deer she on the lawns doth feed, As having in herself to furnish every need. [take, But now since gentle Soare such leisure seems to The Muse in her behalf this strong defence doth make, [her so, Against the neighbour floods, for that which tax And her a channel call, because she is so slow. The cause is that she lies upon so low a flat, Where nature most of all befriended her in that, The longer to enjoy the good she doth possess : For had those (with such speed that forward seem to press) So many dainty meads, and pastures theirs to be, They then would wish themselves to be as slow as she, [maid, Who well may be compar'd to some young tender Ent’ring some prince's court, which is for pomp array'd, Who led from room to room amazed is to see The furniture and states, which all embroideries be, The rich and sumptuous beds, with tester covering plumes, And various as the sutes, so various the perfumes, Large galleries, where piece with piece doth seem to strive, Of pictures done to life, landskip, and perspective, Thence goodly gardens sees, where antique statues stand In stone and copper, cut by many a skilful hand ; Where every thing to gaze, her more and more entices, Thinking at once she sees a thousand paradises, Goes softly on, as though before she saw the last, She long’d again to see, what she had slightly past. So the enticing soil the Soare along doth lead, As wond'ring in herself, at many a spacious mead; When Charnwood from the rocks salutes her wished sight, [light, (Of many a wood-god woo'd) her darling and deWhose beauty whilst that Soare is pausing to behold Clear Wreakin coming in, from Waltham on the Ould, Brings Eye, a pretty brook, to bear her silver train, Which on by Melton makes, and tripping o'er the plain,

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