Now resurrection know! shall man alone, EDWARD YOUNG, 1681-1755 Hour. In the frolic view of men. Silvan. Lov'st thou music? Hour. Oh, 'tis sweet! Silvan. What's dancing. Hour. E'en the mirth of feet. Silvan. Joy you in fairies, or in elves But, Silvan, say, why do you love When delight is innocent. Hour. Pleasure must vary, not be long; Come, then, let's close, and end the song. DR. THOMAS CAMPION 1607. TO CYNTHIA. Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Earth, let not thy envious shade Heaven to clear when day did close; Lay thy bow of pearl apart, And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever; Goddess excellently bright! BEN JONSON 1574-1637. TO NIGHT. Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath the curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, And lo! creation widened in man's view. Who could have thought such darkness lay concealed While fly, and leaf, and insect lay revealed, But if we steadfast look, We shall discern In it, as in some holy book, How man may heavenly knowledge learn. It tells the conqueror That far-stretch'd power, Which his proud dangers traffic for, Is but the triumph of an hour. |