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EREWHILE of music, and ethereal mirth,
In wintry solstice like the shorten'd light
For now to sorrow must I tune my song,
Most perfect Hero, tried in heaviest plight
He, sovereign priest, stooping his regal head,
4 divide] Spens. F. Queen. iii. i. 40.
And all the while sweet music did divide
Her looser notes with Lydian harmony.' Hor. Od. i. xv. 15.
• Imbelli cithara carmina divides.' Warton.
His starry front low-roof'd beneath the skies:
Yet more; the stroke of death he must abide, 20 Then lies him meekly down fast by his brethren’s
These latest scenes confine my roving verse;
Me softer airs befit, and softer strings
Befriend me, Night, best patroness of grief;
The leaves should all be black whereon I write, And letters where my tears have wash'd, a wannish
See, see the chariot, and those rushing wheels,
26 Cremona's trump] Vida's Christiad. 30 Over] So P. L. iv. 609.
*And o'er the dark her silver mantle throuo.' Steevens.
To bear me where the tow'rs of Salem stood,
There doth my soul in holy vision sit
eye hath found that sad sepulchral rock That was the casket of Heav'n's richest store, And here though grief my feeble hands
feeble hands up lock, Yet on the soften'd quarry would I score My plaining verse as lively as before;
For sure so well instructed are my tears, That they would fitly fall in order'd characters.
Or should I thence hurried on viewless wing,
Might think th' infection of my sorrows loud
This subject the Author finding to be above the years he had, when
he wrote it, and nothing satisfied with what was begun, left it unfinished.
a weeping] Jeremiah, ix. 10. •For the mountains will I take up a weeping,' &c. Warton.
Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race,
In Milton's MS. written with his own hand, On Time. To be set on a clock-case. Warton. 2 leaden-stepping hours) Carew's Poems, p. 78, ed. 1642.
"They (the hours) move with leaden feet.' A. Dyce. 12 individual] Inseparable. P. L. iv. 485. v. 610. Warton.
'UPON THE CIRCUMCISION.
Ye flaming Pow'rs, and winged Warriors bright,
His infancy to seize!
1 flaming] So P. Lost, ix. 156. xi. 101. Warton.
17 remediless] P. Lost, ix. 919. Sams. Agon. v. 648. All remediless. Warton, Todd.