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“ And shall our love, so far beyond

“ That low and dying appetite,

“And which so chaste desires unite, “ Not hold in an eternal bond ?

“O no, belov'd! I am most sure

“ Those virtuous habits we acquire,

“ As being with the soul intire, “ Must with it evermore endure.

“ Else should our souls in vain elect;

“ And vainer yet were heaven's laws,

“ When to an everlasting cause “ They gave a perishing effect.

“ Nor here on earth then, nor above,

“ Our good affection can impair:

“ For, where God doth admit the fair, " Think you that he excludeth love?

These eyes again then eyes shall see,

“ And hands again these hands infold;

6 And all chaste pleasures can be told 66 Shall with us everlasting be.

66 For if no use of sense remain

“ When bodies once this life forsake,

“ Or they could no delight partake, “ Why should they ever rise again?

“ Let then no doubt, Celinda, touch,

“ Much less your fairest mind invade :

“ Were not our souls immortal made,
“ Our cqual loves can make them such.” -

The following Epitaph on himself (which is not noticed in Walpole's Life of Lord Herbert) is too characteristic of the writer not to deserve insertion.

The monument which thou beholdest here

Presents EDWARD LORD HERBERT to thy sight; A man who was so free from either hope or fear

To have or lose this ordinary light, . That, when to elements his body turned were,

He knew, that as those elements would fight, So his immortal soul should find above,

With his Creator, peace, joy, truth, and love.


The eldest son of William Belchier, of Gillesborough in Northamptonshire, esq. born about 1581, entered at Corpus Christi College, Cambridge, in 1597, and afterwards at Christ Church, Oxford, where he took the degree of B. A. in 1600. Some time after this he went to Utrecht, where he wrote a comedy called “Hans Beer Pot his Invi. “sible Comedy of See me and See me not, acted in the Low “ Countries by an honest Company of Health Drinkers," 1618,4to. a work which has little to recommend it except its rarity. But the following song, if it be (like the rest of the comedy) translated from the Dutch, may possibly be thought worth preserving, as a specimen of Batavian fancy. Belchier died in the Low Countries, 1621, having, according

to Wood, “ wrote several poems, and made other translations."

WALKING in a shadowy grove,

Near silver streains fair gliding,
Where trees in ranks did grace those banks,

And nymphs had their abiding;
Here as I staid, I saw a maid,

A beauteous lovely creature;
With angel face, and goddess' grace,

Of such exceeding feature:

Her looks did so astonish me,

And set my heart a quaking ;
Like stag that gaz’d, was I amaz’d,

And in a stranger taking;
Yet rous'd myself to see this elf,

And, lo, a tree did hide me;
Where I, unseen, beheld this queen

Awhile, ere she espied me.

Her voice was sweet, melodiously

She sung in perfect measure, And thus she said, with trickling tears :

“ Alas, my joy and treasure, “ I'll be thy wife, or lose my life,

“ There's no man else shall have me: “ If God say so, I will say no ;

16 Although a thousand crave me.

“ Oh stay not long, but come, my dear,

“ And knit our marriage knot; ', “ Each hour a day, each month a year,

“ Thou know'st I think, God wot. Delay not then, like worldly men,

“ Good works till wither'd age: « 'Bove other things the King of Kings

“ Bless'd lawful marriage."

With that she rose, like nimble roe,

The tender grass scarce bending, And left me there perplex'd with fear

At this her sonnet's ending. I thought to move this dame of love,

But she was gone already : Wherefore I pray, that those that stay

May find their loves as steady!

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