d
Steer'd the unwilling Barke to land.
Thus shee, that durst her Husbands fate abide,
And _Cloelia_ over _Tiber's_ tyde;
Too early crop'd, survive in Poesie,
And keepe perpetuall jubilie.
'Tis not in Art to fetch her back againe,
Or charme the spirits with _Orpheus_ straine,
To breake the bars of Adamant or scale
The Rampiers of th'Elysian wall,
No Orisons prevaile, sent from the breast
Of great _Apollo_'s choisest Priest.
Sunt tamen exiles insigni in limine rimae
Qua possint arcana videri,
Haec ego si nullos fallunt insomnia maneis,
Aut vidi, aut vidisse putavi
Errantem campo in magno, quem gemmea circum
Perspicuis stant moenia portis:
Auro prata virent; arbor crinitur in aurum;
Crispantur violaria gemmis,
Quae nec Apellaeus liquor, nec pulchra trigoni
Assimulent mendacia vitri.
Yet in the arched entrance chinks there bee,
Which may befriend the covetous eye;
Through these to th'hidden mysteries I peep,
And (if the spirits nor dream, nor sleep)
I saw, or else me thoughts, I there had seene
Her, wandring o're a Spacious Greene,
With walls of Diamond, gates of purest glasse,
No Chrystall more transparent was:
Each blade of grasse was gold, each tree was there,
A golden Periwig did weare.
The swelling banks of Violets did curle
Themselves with Gems, and Orient Pearle;
The glorious nothing, of the _Trigon_ glasse--
And all _Apelles_ Art, which passe.
Centum ibi formosis in vallibus Heroinae
Aeternum Paeana frequentant.
Stant virides campo stellae, madidisque corusca
Connivent sibi sidera flammis.
Illa inter medias parvo comitata nepote
Et roseo vivacior ore,
Ibat ovans, grandemq; sibi, grandemque nepoti
Nectebat de flore coronam.
Cetera me vetuit magni caligo sereni
Mortali percurrere visu.
Nectu plura velis; satis est, cui fata dederunt
Aeternis mutasse caduca.
Through the sweet vales a Quire of Damsels sing
Eternall Paeans to their King.
The stars with sparkling light stand round I see,
Twinkling to their shrill melodie.
Her and her tender darling, then I spy,
I'th' mid'st of that blest company;
With looks more fresh and sweet, then are the Roses
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