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In Rockets, 'till they reach the wond'rings Skies. 210
If Mortals e'er the Stygian Pow'rs cou'd bend,
215 Then rising from the Ground, he shew'd the Way.
Nigh the dull Shoar a shapeless Mountain stood,
220 To gain the Summit the bright Goddess try'd, And Celsus follow'd, by degrees, his Guide.
Th’ Ascent thus conquer'd, now they tow'r on high,
230 The Flow'rs ne'er fade, and Shrubs are Myrtles here. The Morn awakes the Tulip from her Bed; E’er Noon in painted Pride she decks her Head: Roab'd in rich Dye, she triumphs on the Green, And ev'ry Flow'r does Homage to their Queen.
235 So when bright Venus rises from the Flood, Around in Throngs the wond'ring Nereids crowd; The Tritons gaze, and tune each vocal Shell, And ev'ry Grace unsung the Waves conceal.
211 Kein neuer Abschnitt 1 || bend; :- 215 His 2 ll stay, ? stay;!-4 216 way. 1.- 219 puts 1–4 223 They l-4.8 An Stelle von 231-232 haben 1-4.6: And with refreshing Sweets perfume the way. (Way.] 228 Cold 1-4 | glide ; 1-4 231 ne’re * || there. L: 232–239 fehlen in 1-4
The Delegate observes, with wond'ring Eyes,
240 Ambrosial Dews descend, and Incense rise. Then hastens onward to the pensive Grove, The silent * Mansion of disastrous Love. Here Jealousy with Jaundice Looks appears, And broken Slumbers, and fantastick Fears.
245 The widow'd Turtle hangs her moulting Wings, And to the Woods in mournful Murmurs sings. No Winds but Sighs are there, no Floods but Tears, Each conscious Tree a Tragick Signal bears. Their wounded. Bark records some broken Vow,
250 And Willow Garlands hang on ev'ry Bough.
Olivia here in Solitude he found,
260 The Light forsook his Eyes, his Cheeks the Blood; An Icy Horrour shiver'd in his Look, As to the cold-complexion'd Nymph He spoke :
Tell me, dear Shade, from whence such anxious Care, Your Looks disorder'd, and your Bosom bare ?
265 Why thus you languish like a drooping Flow'r, Crush'd by the weight of some unfriendly Show'r?
* See Virg. Æn. B. 6.
240 wondring || Eyes 243 Mansion 1–4 Die Note fehlt 1-4 244—247 fehlen in 1-4 251 Willough24 252 Olivia ] His Mistress L U solitude 2-4 255 mournful ] dying ll image 258 Greensickness :_ || force 1-4 260 All o'er ] Cold and 1-4 262 icy L-4. 263 Then softly in these gentle words, He spoke: 266 Flow'r. 6 267 unfriendly ) relentless 11. W 1 || shower.
Your languid Looks, your late ill Conduct tell;
275 Vainly you think a Liking, we betray, And never mean the peevish Things we say. Few are the Fair Ones of Rusilla's Make, Unask'd she grants, uninjur'd she'll forsake: But sev'ral Caelia's, sev'ral Ages boast,
Your Sex, he cry'd, as Custom bids, behaves;
Then as he strove to clasp the fleeting Fair, His empty Arms confess'd th' impassive Air.
295 From his Embrace th' unbody'd Spectre flies, And as she mov'd, she chid him with her Eyes. 268 Your languid Looks, ) Your pale Complexion 1-: || ill fehlt in
269 Steel. 1 270—293 fehlen in 1-4 278-283 fehlen in 6 284 Custom, reply'd the Lover, is your Guide, 6 285 Discretion is but Fear, and Honour, Pride 6 289 the Courage, but how ) th' Assurance oft, but 294 Kein neuer Abschnitt 1-4 296 The umbody'd 1-4 297 She 6
They hasten now to that delightful Plain,
Hail, blooming Goddess! Thou propitious Pow'r,
With just Resentments and Contempt you see
* A Temple built at Rome, in the Island of Tyber, to Æsculapius Son of Apollo.
301 Heroes 2-4 305 Goddess, 306 more than ) next to 1-4 307 Such Graces in your heav'nly Eyes appear,
308 where Those appear. ) when you are there. 1–4 309 smile 1–4 || frown, 1-4 310 ease
L* || anguish 1-4 311 Kein neuer Abschnitt 2.4 312 foul]
313 How sick’ning Physick hangs her pensive Head, 314 And ) And what was || is become 1 now's l_4
317–322 fehlen in 1-6 319 lofty –11. W
I show'd of old, how vital Currents glide,
330 But now such wondrous Searches are forborn, And Paean's Art is by Division torn. Then let your Charge attend, and I'll explain How her lost Health your Science may regain. Haste, and the matchless Atticus Address,
335 From Heav'n and great Nassau he has the Mace. Th' oppress'd to his Asylum still repair; Arts he supports, and Learning is his Care. Ho softens the harsh Rigour of the Laws, Blunts their keen Edge, and grinds their Harpy Claws; 340 And graciously he casts a pitying Eye On the sad State of virtuous Poverty. Whene'er he speaks, Heav'ns! how the list’ning Throng Dwells on the melting Musick of his Tongue. His Arguments are Emblems of his Mein,
345 Mild, but not faint; and forcing, tho' serene; And when the Pow'r of Eloquence He'd try, Here, Light'ping strikes you; there, soft Breezes sigh.
To him you must your sickly State refer, Your Charter claims Him as your Visiter.
329 Bates ] Ent?
332 Divisions 1-4 334 How Physick her lost Lustre may regain. 1-4 || 336 Heav'n, 1-4 338 He __ || care. 339 rigour 1-4 340 grinds ] cuts 1-4. 6 | Happy Druckfehler Harpy 1_4. 6. 2_-11. w1
342 state 1–4 || vertuous 1-4 345 th' Emblems l_ || Mien, 2-4 346 faint, 1—4
|| Eloquence, 348 Here 2-4 || you, there 2-4 349 state 1-4