come then and now inspire my viol and my lyre acknowledger of you. R. HERRICK 84 85 BALAAM FOR a sculptor's hand that thou might'st take thy stand, thy wild hair floating on the eastern breeze, thy tranced yet open gaze fixed on the desert haze, as one who deep in heaven some airy pageant sees. In outline dim and vast their fearful shadows cast the giant forms of empires on their way to ruin; one by one they tower and they are gone, yet in the Prophet's soul the dreams of avarice stay. CAUTION TO ENGLAND J. KEBLE TYRE of the West, and glorying in the name more than in Faith's pure fame! O trust not crafty fort nor rock renowned earned upon hostile ground; wielding Trade's master-keys, at thy proud will Dread thine own power! since haughty Babel's prime since her hoar age, when the huge moat lay bare, Thy nest is in the crags; ah, refuge frail! LYRA APOSTOLICA 86 87 88 EMBLEM OF DEATH HE fallen leaf repeats the mournful tale Tor beauty faded and retiring joy; some golden reliques float on every gale, O, as the Spring adorned with flowers will rise, HYMN How are thy servants blest, O Lord, how sure is their defence; eternal Wisdom is their guide, their help Omnipotence. In distant lands and realms remote, supported by Thy care, through burning climes I passed unhurt, Thy mercy sweetened every soil, UNDER THE greenwOOD TREE NDER the greenwood tree UN who loves to lie with me, and tune his merry note unto the sweet bird's throat, come hither, come hither, come hither; here shall we see no enemy, but winter and rough weather. J. ADDISON Who doth ambition shun, and loves to lie in the sun, seeking the food he eats, and pleased with what he gets, come hither, come hither, come hither; but winter and rough weather. W. SHAKESPEARE 89 E A PARABLE OVERY mortal, small or great, and seated there within elate himself a King believes, And when, at last, the besom strong it seems an outrage and a wrong as if that stroke had downward hurled the noblest palace in the world. 90 R. M. MILNES ON THE DEPARTURE OF SUMMER FAIR AIR summer droops, droop men and beasts therefore, so fair a summer look for never more: all good things vanish less than in a day, peace, plenty, pleasure, suddenly decay. Go not yet away, bright soul of the sad year; What, shall those flowers that decked thy garland erst, O trees consume your sap in sorrow's source, T. NASH 91 92 WH GUARDIAN ANGELS HERE the angelic hosts adore Thee, may they keep us to the end: round his deadly meshes weaving, TO PEACE Εἰρήνα βαθύπλουτε καὶ καλλίστα μακάρων θεῶν, ζῆλός μοι σέθεν, ὡς χρονίζεις, ὑπερβάλῃ με γῆρας, πρὶν σὰν χαρίεσσαν προσιδεῖν ὥραν καὶ καλλιχόρους· ἀοιδὰς φιλοστεφάνους τε κώμους. ἴθι μοι, πότνια, πόλιν τάνδ ̓ ἐχθρὰν στάσιν εἶργ ̓ ἀπ ̓ οἴκων τὰν μαινομέναν τ ̓ ἔριν, θηκτῷ τερπομέναν σιδήρῳ. 93 EVRIPIDES THE BLESSINGS OF PEACE Τίκτει δέ τε θνατοῖσιν Εἰράνα μεγάλα δαιδαλέων τ ̓ ἐπὶ βωμῶν θεοῖσιν αἴθεσθαι βοῶν ἀραχνᾶν ἱστοὶ πέλονται· ἔγχεά τε λογχωτὰ ξίφεά τ' ἀμφάκεα δάμναται εὐρώς 94 χαλκεᾶν δ ̓ οὐκ ἔστι σαλπίγγων κτύπος· οὐδὲ συλᾶται μελίφρων ὕπνος ἀπὸ γλεφάρων, συμποσίων δ ̓ ἐρατῶν βρίθοντ' ἀγυιαὶ παιδικοί θ ̓ ὕμ ναι φλέγονται. BACCHYLIDES THE CONTRAST Τὰν ὅλα τὰν γλαυκὰν ὅταν ὤνεμος ἀτρέμα βάλλῃ, MOSCHVS 95 PAN ING his praises that doth keep ST our flocks from harm, Pan, the father of our sheep: and arm in arm tread we softly in a round, whilst the hollow neighbouring ground fills the music with her sound. Pan, O great god Pan, to thee thus do we sing! thou that keep'st us chaste and free ever be thy honour spoke, from that place the Morn is broke F. S. II. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER 3 |