So, Philomela charms th' Idalian grove,
When Venus, in the glowing Orb of love,
O'er ocean, earth, and air, extends her reign;
The firft, the brighteft, of the ftarry train.

What fav'rite Youth affign the Fates to rife, In bridal pomp to lead the blooming prize? Whether his father's garter'd shield sustains Trophies, atchieved on Gallia's viny plains: Or, fmiling Peace a mingled wreath displays, The Patriot's olive, and the Poet's bays: Adorn, ye Fates! the fav'rite Youth affign'd, With each ennobling grace of form, and mind: In merit make him great, as great in blood; Great without pride, and amiably good: His breaft the guardian Ark of heav'n-born law, To ftrike a faithlefs age with confcious awe. In choice of friends by manly reafon fway'd; Not fear'd, but honor'd; and with love obey'd. In courts, and camps, in council, and retreat, Wife, brave, and ftudious to fupport the State, With candor firm; without ambition, bold; No deed difcolor'd with the guilt of gold. That heav'n may judge the choicest blessings due And give the various Good compriz'd in You.

THE

CONTENT S.

OF the danger His Majesty, being Prince, escaped

on the road at St. Andero,

page 1

Of his Majefty's receiving the News of the Duke of Buckingham's death.

To the King on His Navy, ·

On the taking of Salle,

Upon His Majefty's repairing of St. Paul's,

6

8

9

10

To the Queen, occafion'd upon fight of her Majefty's

Picture,

Of the Queen,

12

14

The Apology of Sleep, for not approaching the Lady who can do any thing but sleep when she pleaseth,

Puerperium,

17

18

To the Queen-mother of France, upon her landing, 19 The Country to my Lady of Carlisle,

The Countess of Carlisle in Mourning,

20

21

In answer to one who writ a Libel against the Coun

tefs of Carlisle,

22

23

Of her Chamber,

To Phyllis,

24

To my Lord of Northumberland upon the Death of

his Lady,

25

To

To my Lord Admiral, of his late fickness and reco-

very,

Song, Stay, Phœbus, ftay!

On my Lady Dorothy Sidney's Picture,

To Van Dyck,

At Pens-Hurst,

To my Lord of Leicester,

Of the Lady who can fleep when she pleaseth,

Of the mif-report of her being painted,

Of her paffing through a crowd of people,

The ftory of Phoebus and Daphne apply'd,

Fabula Phabi et Daphnes,

Song. Say, lovely Dream! &c.

To Mrs. Braughton fervant to Sacbariffa,

At Pens-Hurft,

To my young Lady Lucy Sidney,

To Amoret,

42,

On the friendship betwixt Sachariffa and Amoret,44

To Amoret,

45

A la malade,

ibid.

Upon the Death of my Lady Rich,

46

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The battle of the Summer-Islands,

49

Song. Peace, babling Mufe! &c.

Of my Lady Ifabella playing on the lute,

163

To a Lady finging a fong of his compofing,

ibid.

Of Mrs. Arden,

64

Of

Song.

'Tis not your beauty can engage, &c.

69

70

The Fall,

71

Of Sylvia,

ibid.

72

ibid

The bud,

Song. Behold the brand of beauty tost! &c.

On the difcovery of a Lady's painting,

To a Lady from whom he received a Silver pen, 73

To Chloris,

Song. While I liften to thy voice, &c.

The Mifer's Speech, in a Mofque,

74

75

ibid

76

77

ibid

79

80

81

ibid.

82

Upon Ben. Johnfon,

On Mr. John Fletcher's Plays,

To Mr. George Sandys, on his Tranflation of fome

part of the Bible,

To Mr. Henry Laws, who had then newly fet a

of mine, in the year 1635,

83

Song

84

To Sir William Davenant, upon his two first books

of Gondibert written in France,

85

To my worthy friend Mr. Wafe, the Tranflator of

Gratius,

87

To