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And with a skreen of silk both flow'rs divide :
O happy pillow! Though thou art layd even With dust, she made thee up almost a heaven. Her breath rain'd spices, and each amber ring Of her bright locks strew'd bracelets o'r thy
spring That carth's not poor, did such a treasure hold, But thrice inricb'd, with amber, spice and gold.
3. CAMPIAN AND IIIS LADY-LOVE.
Her voice inlives the leaden strings :
But when of sorrows she doth speak
VII. From “AULA LUCIS.” (1652).
Atque metus omnes, et inexorabile datum
Illum non populi fasces, non purpura regum
VIII. AMICISSIMO SUO, ET IN OMNI PHIL-
ELEMENTA SUA OPTICA.'
Hortosque pensiles colo;
Induta divitis sali.
Mundique labiles Pharos.
Qui nostros atterit dies.
Frænare syderum choros !
See pp. 168-9 for IIenry Vaughan's similar Verses, and Translation. Both were prefixed to the following: “Elementa Opticæ, novâ facili et compendiosâ methodo explicata. Cum Schematibus aliquot (ad pleniorem elucid. ationem) in calce annexis. Londini 1651.". (40.)
Dirige me, qui tanta potes : cælestia nolunt
Terreno dirigi duce.
Et cælos instruit suos.
Quam docta corrigat manus.
Suæque consulit domi.
Poelle, phosporus novus.
Nec radiis Lucifer tuis.
Amata nascitur Venus.
TO THE BELOVED AND IN ALL PHILOSO.
PHY MOST SKILLED, T[HOMAS] P[OW-
HEN on heaven's sparkling train, her
Dark Night, star-gemm'd before me seems to
sweep Like some swart Queen be-jewell'd from the
Witli awe I view the shifting scenes, where more
Those beacon-lights above, And there, methinks, we strive to trace the ways
Of Fate-the vain pursuits that wear our days !
O mad Ambition, and short-sighted Pride
That heaven's own hosts would guide! Direct me Thou Who can’st: supernal powers
Must needs disdain all leadership of ours.
Happy who can his own eyes keep from blight,
And guide his course aright : Kind stars I hare, and light, which tho' too prone
To wander, still a guiding Hand doth own.
A torch we have, and He Who placed it there
Will of His own take care :
Thou Powell— a new Phosphor--dost fore-run.
Close then thy gates, Aurora, for to me
Unlit by rays from thee, Has risen another Lucifer; and here
A brighter, lovelier Venus doth appear.
IX. FROM "THE CITYMIST'S KEY."
(1657.) “ To this purpose Chymistry serves : for by the help of this art, we know how to digest, to dissolve, to putrifie, to separate the impure from the pure, and so to come by most perfect mcdicines. And verily so great and precious a blessing it is that God never imparts it to any fraudulent mountebanks, nor to tyrants, nor to any impure, lascivious persons, nor to the effeminate and idle, nor to gluttons, nor usurers, nor to any worshippers of Mammon : but in all ages, the pious, the indefatigable spirit, who was a diligent observer and admirer of His marvellous works, found it out. This truth is elegantly sung and expressly taught by, that famous philosopher and poet, the excellent Augurellius.
HE greedy cheat with impure hands may
Attempt this art, nor is it ever got By the unlearn’d and rude: the vitious mind To lust and softnesse given, it strikes stark blind : So the slye, wandring factour, &c.
And shortly after :
But the sage, pious man, who stil adores,