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Two kings like Saul, much taller than the rest, Cannot my prayers a free acceptance find?

Their equal armies draw into the field ; Nor my tears foften an obdurate mind? Till one take th' o:her prisoner they contest; My fame of chastity, by which the ikies

Courage and fortune must to conduct yield. I reacht before, by thee extinguish'd dies. This game the Persian Magi did invent,

Into my borders now larbas falls, The force of Eastern wisdom to express ; And my revengeful brother scales my walls; From thence to busy Europeans fent,

The wild Numidians will advantage take, And styl’u by modern Lombards pensive Chess. For thee both Tyre and Carthage me forlahe. Yet some that fled from Troy to Rome report, Hadst thou before thy flight but left with me Penthefilea Priam did oblige;

A young Æneas, who, resembling thee, Her Amazons, his Trojans taught this sport, Might in my light have sported, i had then

To pass the tedious hours of ten years frege. Not wholly loít, nor quite descried beep ; There the presents herself, whilst kings and peers By thec, no more my husband, but my guest,

Look gravely on whilft fierce Bellona fights; Betray'd to mischiefs, of which dcath's the leaf. Yet maiden modesty her motions steers,

With fixed looks he stands, and in his brea? Nor rudely skips o'er bishops heads like knights. By Jove's command, his struggling care lupa

Great queen, your favours apd desert so great,
Though numberless, I never shall forget;
No time, until myself I have forgot,

Out of my hcart Eliza's name shall blot:
PASSION OF DIDO FOR ÆNEAS. But my unwilling flight the Gods inforce,

And that must jullify our fad divorce. AVING at large declar'd Jove's enhaffy,

Since I must you forsake, would Fate permit, Cyllenius from Æneas straight doth fly; To my desires I might my fortune fit; He loth to disobey the God's command,

Troy to her ancient splendour I would raise, Nor willing to forsake this pleasant land,

And where I first began, would end my days Alham'd the kind Eliza to deceive,

But since the Lycian L.ots, and Delphic God But more afraid to take a solemn leave;

Have destin'd Italy for our hede; He many ways his labouring thonghts revolves, Since you proud Carthage (fled from Tyre) er.; 5, But fear o'ercoming shame, at last refolves

Why hould not Latium us recciie from Tro;? (Instructed by the God of Thieves * ) to steal

As for my inn, my father's angry ghof Himself away, and his escape conceal.

Tells me bishopco by ny delays are croit, He calls his captains, bids them rig the feet,

And mighiy Jove's ambasador appsar'd That at the port they privately should nieet; With the fanie meliuge, when I law and heard; And some diflenibied colour to project,

We both are griev'il when you or I complain, That Dido should not their design fufpect :

But much the mor: when ail complaints ar: tali; But all in vain he did his plot dit use;

I call to wincit all the Gads, and thy
No art a watchful lover can surprize,

Beloved head, thercast ei paly
She the first motion finds; Love though moit sure, against my will licek.
Yet always to itselí feems unsecurc.

Whilst thus he speaks, she rols her aporll That wicked fame which their first love pro

eyes, claim'd,

Surveys hinz roun, and thus incens'd replies; Foretels the end: the queen with rage inflarn'd, Thy niother way to Goddefs, nor thy block Thus greets him: Thou diffembles, would'nt From Dardanus, but in fome horrid rocks, thou fly

Pertidious wretch, rough Caucains thee bret, Out of my arms by stealth persidiously? And with their milk Hyrcanian tigers Icd. Could not the hand I plighter, nor the love,

Difiimulation I shall now sorget, Nor thee the fate of dying Dido move?

And my reserves of rage in order fer. And in the depth of winter in the night, Culd all my prayers and fol: entrcaties force Dark a3 thy black designs to take the Bicht, Sichs from his breaft, or from his look remorse) To plow the raging seas to coasts anknow),

Where shall I first complain ? can mighty jove The kingdom thou pretend'st to, not thy own! Or Juno surh impieties approve? Were Troy restor'd, thou should'st mifruit a wird The juit Allrza sure is fled to hell; False as thy vows, and as thy heart unkind. Nor more in earth, nor heaven itself will dwell. Fly'st thou from me ? "By these dear drops of Oh Faith! him on my coasts by tempest cat!, brine

Receiving madly, on my throne I plac'd; I thee adjure, by that right hand of thine,

His men from famine, and his feet from fire By our espousals, by our marriage-bed,

I rescued : Now the Lycian Lots conspire If all my kindness aught have merited;

With Phæbus; now Jove's envoy through the air If ever I stood fair in thy esteem,

Brings dismal tidings; as if such low care From ruin me and my loft house redeem. Could rcach their thoughts, or their repose dikurb!

Thou art a false impostor, and a fourbe;

Go, go, pursue thy kingdom through the main, * Mercury

I hope, if Heaven her justice ftill retaio,


Thou Malt be wteck'd, or call upon some rock, The Queen beheld, as soon as diy appear'a,
Where thou the name of Dido fhalt invoke : The navy under fail, thc haven clear'd;
I'll follow thee in funeral flames, when dead Thrice with her hand her naked breast the krocks,
My ghost shall thee attend at board and bed, And from her forehead tears her golden locks.
And when the Gods on thee their vengeance fhow, Jove, the cry'd, and shall he thus delude
That welcome news shall comfort me below. Me and my realnı! why is he not pursued?

This saying, from his hated figiit fhe fled, Arm, arm, the cry'd, and let our 'Tyrians board
Conducted by her damsels to her bed;

With ours his fleet and carry fire and sword; Yet restless the arose, and looking out,

Leave nothing unattempted to dellroy Echolds the feet, and hears the leamen shout: That ferjur'd race, then let us dic with joy. When great Eneas pais d before the guard, What if th' event of war uncertain airc? To make a view how all things were prepar'd. Nor death, nor danger, can the desperate fear. Ah cruei Love! to what dort thou inforce But oh too late! this thing I should have done, Pocr mortal breasts! Again the hath recourse When first I plac'd the traitor on my throne. To tears and prayers, again she feels the smart Behold the faith of him who sav'd from fire Of a wound from his tyrannic dart.

His honour'd household Gods, his aged fire That the no ways nor means may leave untry'd, His pious shoulders from Troy's flamus did Thus to her fifter she herself apply'd :

bear; Dear tiiter, my resentment had not been

Why did I not his carcası

: piece-mcal tc?r, Somoving, if this fate I had forescen;

And cast it in the sea? why not destroy
Therefore to me this last kind office do,

All his companions, and beloved boy
Thou haft some interest in our scornful foe, Ascanius? and his tender limhs have dreit,
He trusts to thee the counsels of his mind,

And made the father on the fun to feast?
Thou his soft hours, and free access can find : Thou Sun, whose luitre all things here below
Tell him I sent not to the Ilian coast

Surveys; and Juno, conscious of my woe;
My fieet to aid the Greeks; his father's ghost Revengeful Furies, and Queen Hecate,
I never did difturb: aik him to lend

Receive and grant my prayer? If he the sea
To this, the last request that I shall send, Must needs cfiape, and reach th' Ausonian land,
A gentle ear; I wish ţhat he may find

If Jove decree it, Jove's decree must itand;
A happy passage, and a prosperous wind, When landed, may he be with arms opprest
The contract I don't plead, which he betray'd, By his rebelling people, be distrett
Nor that his promis'd conquest bc delay'd; By exile from his country, be divorc'd
All that I alk’ is but a short reprieve,

From young Ascanius' fight, and be enforc'd
Till I forget to love, and learn to gricve; To implere foreign aid, and lofü his friends
Some pause and respite only I require,

By violent and undeferved ones!
Till with my tears I shall have quench'd my fire. When to conditions of unequal peace
If thy address can but obtain one day

He shall submit, then may he not poffefs
Ortwo, my death that service shall repay. Kingdom nor life, and ind his funeral
Thus the intreats; such messages with tears l'th' sands, when he besore his clay mall fall!
Condoling Anne to him, and from him hears : And yc, oh Tyria:is, with inuortal huc
But him no prayers, no arguments can move;

Pursue this rate, this firvice dedicate
The Fates reitt, his ears are flopt by Jove. To my deplored allies, let there be
As when fierce northern blasts from th' Alps | "Twixt us and them no league nor amity.

May from my is a new Achilles risc,
From his firm roots with struggling gusts to rend That ihall infe it the Trojan Colonies
An aged sturdy oak, tlie rattling found

With firor.nd sword, and famine, when at length Grows loud, with leaves and scatter'd arms the Time to our great aitents contributcs firength; ground

Our seas, our shores, our armies theirs oppose, Is over-laid; yet he stands fixt, as high

And may our children be for ever foes !
As his proud head is rais'd towards the sky, A ghafly palen«fs death's approacli portends,
So low towards hell his roots descend. With Then trembling she the fatal pilc afccnds;

Viewing the Trojan reliquus, the unsheath'd
And tears the Hero thus afrail'd, great cares Æneas' sword, not for that use bequeath'd:
He (mothers in his breaft, yet keeps his post, Then on the guilty bed the gently lays
All their addresses and their labour loft.

Herself, and loftly thus lamenting srays;
Then she deceives her fister with a smile :

Dear reliques, while that Gods and Fates give inne, in the inner court erect a pile ;

leave, Thereon his arms and once-lov'd portrait lay, Free me from care, and my glad soul receive. Thither our fatal marriage-bed convey;

That date which Fortune gave, I now must end, All cursed monuments of him with fire

And to the shades a noble ghost descend. We must abolish (so the Gods require.)

Sichæus' blood, by his false brother spilt, She gives her credit for no worse effect

I have reveng'd, and a proud city built ; Than from Sichæus' death she did suspect, Happy, alas; too happy I had liv'd, And her commands obeys.

Had not the Trojan on my coast arriv'd. Aurora now had left Tithonus' bed,

But shall I die without revenge ? yet die And o'er the world her blushing rays did spread; Thus, thus with joy to thy Sichæus fly.

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Lct not low pleasures thy high reason blind, Yet be not always on affairs intent,
He's mid, that fecks what no man e'er could find. But let thy thoughts be caly and unbent :
Why hould we fondly please our sense, wherein Wher: our minds eyes are disengag'd and free,
Beaits us exce:d, nor lock the stings cfiin? They clearer, farther, and distindly see;
What thoughts man's reason better can become, They quicken sloth, perplexities untie,
Than th' expcetation of his welcome home? Make roughness smooth, and hardness mollify;
Lords of the world have but for life their lease, And though our hands from labour are release,'
And that too (if the leflor picaíc) níust ceast. Yet our minds find (ev'n when we feep) po reft.
Death canccia nature's bood, but for our deeds Search not to find how other men offend,
(That debt filt paid) a Erice account succecus; But by that glass thy ovin ofiunces mend;
lf here not clear'd, nu suretyihip car lail

Still seek to learn, yet care not much from whom,
Condemned dubiurs from th' eternal gaol. I Soit be learning) or from whence it come.
Christ's Hood's our bablusit; if that cure us here, Orthy own a&ions others judgments Icara;
Him, sien uurjudye, we fall nc: find severe; Olien by small, great matters we cisecra:
His yoke is easy when by us cnbracid,

Youth, that man's age is like to be, doth show; Lut loads and girls, it on our necks 'tis calt. We may our ends by our beginnings know. De juft in all inyections; and if juir.'d

Let none direct thee what to do or say, With thot: thout arc tot, never change thy mind : | Till tree thy judgnient of the matter sway; li auglitubiinuiet thy couiti, yet fund not fiil, Let not the pleasing many thec delight; Lut wind alert, iill you lovc turp'd the hill; firit judge, if those whori thou doit please,jedge Toshe faide end micni lovcral jutho may tread,

ri! is niany doors into (neuple loud;

Search: not i» find wharlies too deeply hid, jou the fame into list muy clure, Nar to kau: things, whçc knowledge is forbid; Which instantly i palmi espanded shows : Nor climb on pyraniids, which thy head tura Tukise and faith actor turíuke the wife,

round Vet may occallusz itt!imin dify uitd;?

Standing, and whencc no kafe defeent is found: Not turning like the winú, but if the state In vain his nerves and faculties he feraiss Of things muft ciunge, he is nut obftinate; To rife, whose railing wiksetre remains : Things paft, and future, with the present weighs, They whom defert and l.vvur forwards thruf, Nor credulous of what vain runour fays. sre wile, when they their measures can ajali. lew things by wisdom are at first believ'd, When well at caf', and happy, live conteni, in caly car deceiv cs, and is deceiv'd:

And then consider why that life was lent ; For mary truths have often past for lies,

When wealthy, ihow thy wisdom. not to be lid lies as often p:i: en unit's disguise : To wealth a servant, but make wealth serve the ais fattury ico ust like frieullhip thows,

Though all alone, yet nothing think or do, So scem v bu fpeak plain truth we think our foes. Which nor a witnes nor a judge might know. No quick reply tu dubious questions make, The highest hill is the most flippery place, Surence and Catrion till prevent mistake. And Fort:inc mocks us with a iniling face. Wher any girai deign thou doft intend, And her unlieady hand hath often plac'd Think us the micans, ihe manner, and the end :

Men in high power, bue fellom holds them faft; All grea: concenmeiats nutt delays endure; Avainst her then her forces Prudence joins, Xufaucis und hatte inidic all things unfccurc;

And to the golden med herself confines. And if uncertain thy pro:enduro bi,

More in prosperity is reason tost Stay uilt fit time wear out uncertainty;

Than thips in itorms, their heims and anchors lof: : Bui il tu vijust things thou dust pretena,

Pi fore fair gailes not all our sails we bear, Ere they begin let thy preter.lions eod.

Da with side winds into fafc harbours (teer; Lit thy dilcourle be such, that thou may'it give More flops in calms on a deceitful coast, Prolit iu uthor's, or from them reccire :

Or unfeen rocks, than in high storms are last. Inaruct thic ignorant; to thuic that live

who valts out ihreats and frowns, no man deceives, Under thy curt, guod rules and putierns give; me fur rf'tance and defence he gives; Nor is 't the louit of virones, lo ictieve

Mottutery ii in fugar'd words betrays,
'llvie whun atbiciiol. or opiciliuns grieve, 4pcs. in high-tasted meats conveys;
Cunnid vuthueringly when thru doit love: So Tirtutic's smiles unguarded man furprize,
Lue leis couduma wlium thou duit not approve; but we foc fronins, hc arms, and her defies.
Thy friend, like fluitery, iso much praise doth

And too thirp cenfure fews an eviltongue:
Butke involute truth be always dear
To thee; c'au betose friendihip, truth prefer.

T'han what thou mcan't to give, ftill promise less:
Hold lai thy power by proinile to in reale.

"Is the first fanction nature gave to man, puit,

Just or unjust, this law for ever stands, Thy life will be with praise and prudence gracid: All things are good by law which he commands; What luty or gain may jollow, thuu niay't guess, The first step, man towards Christ must justly live, Ilul tan will be iccure of the fucccis;

Whoi' us himself, and all we have, did gire:

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