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I And now with fecond hope fhe goes,
And calls Lucina to her throes;
But whether by mischance or blame
Atropos for Lucina came ;

And with remorseless cruelty

Spoil'd at once both fruit and tree:

The hapless babe before his birth

Had burial, yet not laid in earth,
And the languish'd mother's womb
Was not long a living tomb.

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So have I feen fome tender flip, Sav'd with care from winter's nip,

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The pride of her carnation train,
Pluck'd up by fome unheedy swain,
Who only thought to crop the flow'r
New shot up from vernal show'r ;
But the fair bloffom hangs the head
Side-ways, as on a dying bed,

And those pearls of dew she wears,

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41. But the fair bloffom bangs the bead, &c.] Mr. Bowle compares this and the five following verfes, with what Antonio Bruni fays of the rofe, LE TRE GRATIE, p. 221.

Ma nata apena, o filli,
Cade languifce e more:
Le tenere rugiade,
Ch'l'imperlano il feno,
Son ne fuo i funerali
Le lagrime dolenti.

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Prove to be prefaging tears,

Which the fad morn had let fall

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On her haftening funeral.

Gentle Lady, may thy grave

Peace and quiet ever have;

After this thy travel fore
Sweet rest seife thee evermore,

That to give the world increase,
Shortned haft thy own life's leafe.
Here, befides the forrowing
That thy noble house doth bring,
Here be tears of perfect moan

Wept for thee in Helicon,

And fome flowers, and fome bays,

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For thy herfe, to ftrow the ways,

Sent thee from the banks of Came,

Devoted to thy virtuous name;

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Whilft thou, bright Saint, high fitst in glory,

47. Gentle Lady, may thy grave

Peace and quiet ever have.] So in the obfequies of Fidele, in

CYMBELINE, A. iv. S. ii.

Quiet confummation have,

And renowned be thy grave!

55. Here be tears of perfect moan
Wept for thee in Helicon,
And fome flowers, and fome bays,
For thy berfe, to frow the ways,
Sent thee from the banks of Came,

Devoted to thy virtuous name.] I have been told, that there was

a Cambridge-collection of verfes on her death, among which Milton's

elegiac

Next her, much like to thee in story,

That fair Syrian shepherdess,

Who after years of barrenness,

The highly favour'd Joseph bore

To him that ferv'd for her before,

And at her next birth much like thee,
Through pangs fled to felicity,

Far within the bofom bright

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Of blazing Majesty and Light:

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There with thee, new welcome Saint,

Like fortunes may her foul acquaint,

With thee there clad in radiant fheen,
No Marchionefs, but now a Queen *.

elegiac ode first appeared. But I have never feen it, and I rather think this was not the cafe. Our marchionefs was the daughter of Thomas lord viscount Savage, of Rock Savage in Cheshire; and it is natural to fuppofe, that her family was well acquainted with the family of Lord Bridgewater, belonging to the fame county, for whom Milton wrote the Mafk of Coмus. It is therefore not improbable, that Milton wrote this elegy, another poetical favour, in confequence of his acquaintance with the Egerton family. And afterwards we find fome of that family intermarrying with this of the marquis of Winchester. Dugd. BARON. ii. 377. 445. The accomplished lady, here celebrated, died in child-bed of a fecond fon in her twentythird year, and was the mother of Charles the first Duke of Bolton. Mr. Bowle remarks, that her death was celebrated by fir John Beaumont, and fir W. Davenant. See Beaumont's POEMS, 1629. p.159.

There is a pleasing vein of lyric fweetness and cafe in Milton's use of this metre, which is that of L'ALLEGRO and IL PENSEROSO. He has ufed it with equal fuccefs in Comus's feftive fong, and the laft fpeech of the Spirit, in Comus, 93. 922. From these specimens, we may justly wish that he had wrote in it more frequently. Perhaps in Comus's Song it has a peculiar propriety: it has certainly a happy effect,

SONG.

SONG. On MAY MORNING.

Now

OW the bright morning ftar, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east,and leads with her The flow'ry May, who from her green lap throws

1. Now the bright morning-ftar, day's barbinger.] So Shakespeare, MIDS. N. DR. A. iii. S. ult.

And yonder shines AURORA'S HARBINGER.

2. Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her

The flow'ry May, &c.] So Spenfer, in ASTROPHEL, ft. vi.
As fommers lark that with her fong doth greet
The DANCING DAY, forth COMING from the east.

And in the FAERIE QUEENE, i. v. 2.

At length the golden ORIENTAL gate

Of greatest heaven gan to open faire ;

And Phebus, fresh as bridegroome to his mate,

CAME DANCING FORTH, fhaking his deawy haire.

And Peele, DAVID AND BETHSABE, Signat. E. edit. 1599. 4to.

As when the fun, attir'd in glistring robe,

COMES DANCING from his ORIENTAL gate,

And bridegroom-like hurls through the gloomy air

His radiant beams.

And Niccols, a continuator of the MIRROUR of MAGISTRATES, in his poem called the CUCKOw, 1607. Of the east.

From whence the daies bright king CAME DANCING OUT.

And in the context he calls the cock, "Daies harbinger." And G.
Fletcher, as Mr. Bowle obferves, in CHRIST'S VICTORY, C. i. 82.
A ftarre COMES DANCING up the orient.

3. The flow'ry May, who from her green lap throws

The yellow cowflip, &c.] So Niccols, in the defcription just cited, of May.

And from her FRUITFUL LAP eche day fhe THREW
The choiceft flowres.

Befide the inftance brought by Doctor Newton from K. RICHARD
THE SECOND, We have in the fame play, A. iii. S. iii.

The FRESH GREEN LAP of fair king Richard's land.

As

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The yellow cowflip, and the pale primrose.
Hail bounteous May, that doft inspire
Mirth and youth and warm defire
Woods and groves are of thy dreffing,
Hill and dale doth boast thy bleffing.
Thus we falute thee with our early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long.

As in LYCIDAS, V. 138.

On whofe FRESH LAP the swart-star sparely looks.

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So alfo R. Greene, of Aurora, as cited in ENGLAND'S PARNASSUS, 1600. p. 415.

And fprinckling from the folding of her LAP

White lillies, roses, and sweet violets.

Mr. Bowle adds these illuftrations, Spenfer, F. Q. ii. vi. 15. Of flowers.

Nature them forth THREW

Out of her FRUITFULL LAP.

Again, ibid. vii. vii. 34.

Then came faire May, the fayreft mayde on ground,
Deckt all with dainties of her seasons pryde,

And THROWING flowres out of her LAP around.

4.The pale primrose.] In the WINTER'S TALE, A. iv. S. v.

PALE PRIMROSES,

That die unmarried.

Again, in CYMBELINE, A. iv. S. ii.

The flower that's like thy face, PALE-PRIMROSE.

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