XV. ARCADE S. Part of an Entertainment prefented to the Countess Dowager of Derby at Harefield, by fome noble Perfons of her family, who appear on the scene in paftoral habit, moving toward the feat of ftate, with this fong *. L 1. SONG. OOK Nymphs, and Shepherds, look, Is that which we from hence defcry, And while I feel by faft degrees My fluggard blood wax chill and freeze, Till life diffolving at the view, I wake and find the vifion true. 5 This poem is only part of an Entertainment, or Mask, the reft probably being of a different nature, or compofed by a different hand. The Countess Dowager of Derby, to whom it was prefented, muft have been Alice, daughter of Sir John Spenfer of Althorp, Northamptonshire, and widow of Ferdinando Stanley the fifth Earl of Derby, And as Harefield is in Middlefex, and, according to Camden, lieth a little to the north of Uxbridge, we may conclude, that Milton made this poem while he refided in that neighbourhood with his father at Horton near Colebrooke. It should seem too, that it was made before the Mask at Ludlow, as it is a more imperfect essay. And Frances the second daughter of this Countefs-dowager of Derby being married to John Earl of Bridgewater, before whom was prefented the Mask at Ludlow, we may conceive in fome measure how Milton was induced to compofe the one after the other. The alliance between the families naturally and eafily accounts for it: and in all probability, the Genius of the wood in this poem, as well as the attendant fpirit in the Mask, was Mr. Henry Lawes, who was the great mafter of mufic at that time, and taught most of the young nobility. To whom our vows and wishes bend; Fame, that her high worth to raise, Mark what radiant ftate fhe spreads, Sitting like a Goddefs bright, Might fhe the wife Latona be, Or the towred Cybele, Mother of a hundred Gods; Juno dares not give her odds; Who had thought this clime had held 10 13 20 25 As they come forward, the Genius of the Wood appears, and turning toward them, fpeaks. ST GENIUS. TAY gentle Swains, for though in this disguise, Of famous Arcady ye are, and fprung 30 And ye, the breathing rofes of the wood, 35 And lead ye where ye may more near behold 40 What shallow-searching Fame hath left untold; 45 50 55 But elfe in deep of night, when drowsiness With puiffant words, and murmurs made to blefs; 61 That fit upon the nine infolded spheres, 65 And turn the adamantin fpindle round, On which the fate of Gods and men is wound. And keep unfteady nature to her law, II. SONG. 'ER the smooth enamell'd green, And touch the warbled ftring, Under the fhady roof Of branching elm star-proof. All Arcadia hath not feen. 95 III. SON G. Nymphs and Shepherds dance no more By fandy Ladon's lilied banks, On old Lycæus or Cyllene hoar Trip no more in twilight ranks, Though Erymanth your lofs deplore, A better foil fhall give ye thanks. From the ftony Mænalus Bring your flocks and live with us, Such a rural Queen All Arcadia hath not feen. ICO 105 |