And the milkmaid singeth blithe, Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures 65 70 Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray, Mountains, on whose barren breast The lab'ring clouds do often rest; Of herbs, and other country messes, 75 80 85 Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses; Or, if the earlier season lead, To the tann'd haycock in the mead, 90 85 messes] Sylv. Du Bartas, p. 171. "Yielding more holesom food then all the messes, That now taste-curious wanton Plenty dresses.' Warton. Sometimes with secure delight To many a youth, and many a maid, Till the live-long daylight fail; Then to the spicy nut-brown ale, With stories told of many a feat, How fairy Mab the junkets eat; 105 110 And stretch'd out all the chimney's length, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, 115 110 lubber] There is a pretty tale of a witch that had the devil's mark about her, God bless us, that had a gyaunt to her son, that was called Lob-lye-by-the-fire.' Knight of the B. Pestle, act iii. sc. 1. Warton. Tower'd cities please us then, Where throngs of knights and barons bold If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse; Such as the meeting soul may pierce, 120 weeds] Troilus and Cressida, act iii. sc. 3. 'Great Hector in his weeds of peace.' 122 Rain] From the Messaggiero of Tasso. della lor virtu.' Black's Life of Tasso, ii. 476. 120 125 130 135 140 Piovano quaggiu Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus' self may heave his head Of heap'd Elysian flowers, and hear His half regain'd Eurydice. These delights if thou canst give, Mirth, with thee I mean to live. 147 Elysian flowers] See Par. Lost, iii. ver. 359. 145 150 ARCADES. Part of an Entertainment presented to the Countess Dowager of Derby, at Harefield, by some noble persons of her family; who appear on the scene in pastoral habit, moving toward the seat of state, with this song. SONG I. Look Nymphs, and Shepherds look, Is that which we from hence descry, This, this is she To whom our vows and wishes bend; Fame, that her high worth to raise, 5 This] Jonson's Ent. at Altrope, 1603. 'This is shee, This is shee, In whose world of grace,' &c. Wartı 5 10 |