THE WAITING-MAID. BY ABRAHAM COWLEY, ESQ.* THY Maid? Ah, find some nobler theme, Alas, the makes thee shine so fair, 5 So exquifitely bright, That her dim lamp must disappear Before thy potent light. Three hours each morn in dreffing thee, Maliciously are spent ; And make that beauty tyranny, That's else a civil-government, Th' adorning thee with fo much art Is but a barb❜rous skill; 'Tis like the pois'ning of a dart, 15 Too apt before to kill. ✦ Born 1618; dyed 1667. The miniftring angels none can fee; "Tis not their beauty or face, For which by men they worship'd be; But their high office, and their place. 20 Thou art my goddess; my faint, she; I pray to her, only to pray to thee. THE EPICURE. [FROM ANACREON.} BY THE SAME. UNDER NDERNEATH this myrtle shade, On flow'ry beds fupinely laid, With od❜rous oyls my head o'erflowing, And around it roses growing, What should I do but drink away 5 The heat, and troubles of the day? In this more than kingly state, 10 . The wheel of life no lefs will stay Let the motion pleasant be. Why do we precious ointments fhow'r, Now your wines and ointments give: 15 20 25 }" CLAUDIANS OLD MAN OF VERONA. BY THE SAME. HAPPY the man, who his whole time doth bound, Within th' enclosure of his little ground. Happy the man, whom the same humble place, (Th' hereditary cottage of his race) From his firft rifing infancy has known, And by degrees fees gently bending down Which both preferv'd his life, and gave him birth. He never dangers either faw or fear'd: The cold and heat winter and summer shows, 20 H' as only heard of near Verona's name, And knows it like the Indies, but by fame, Does with a like concernment notice take 25 Of the Red-fea, and of Benacus lake. Thus health and strength he to a third age enjoys, And fees a long pofterity of boys. About the fpacious world let others roam, The voyage life is longeft made at home. 30 |