IBID.

And Box, yet mindful of his old offence:

Et Bocchus Libya Regis memor.

Thus any thing may be made out of any thing!

MOTHER HUBBERD'S TALE.

His mind unto the Muses he withdraws;
Sweet lady Muses, ladies of delight,
Delights of life, and ornaments of light:
With whom he clofe confers with wife difcourfe,
Of Nature's works, of heaven's continual course.
Virgil, Georg. II. 475.

Me verò primum dulces ante omnia Musæ,
Quarum facra fero ingenti perculfus amore,
Accipiant, cælique vias, et fidera monftrent, &c.

IBID.

They fell at words

Whether of them fhould be the lord of lords:

That neither pleased was to have the rein
Twixt them divided into even twain ;

But either, algates, would be lords alone:
For love and lordship bide no paragone.

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Lucan,

Lucan, I. 92.

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Nulla fides regni fociis, omnifque poteftas

Impatiens confortis erit.

Statius, Theb. I. 129.

Summo dulcius unum

Stare loco, fociifque comes difcordia regnis.

Seneca, Thyeft. 444. Non capit regnum duos.

Q. Curtius, X. 9. Nam et infociabile eft regnum, et a pluribus expetebatur.

Ennius, Frag. ad fin. 16.

Nulla fanita focietas, nec fides regni eft.

Seneca, Agam. 259.

Nec regna focium ferre, nec tede fciunt.

IBID.

The ape was glad to end the ftrife so light,
And thereto fwore: for who would not oft fwear,
And oft unswear, a diadem to bear?

Cicero, from Euripides: De Offic. III. 21.
Nam fi violandum eft jus, regnandi gratia
Violandum eft: aliis rebus pietatem colas. *

IBID.

Now when high Jove, in whofe almighty hand
The care of kings and power of empires stand,

So Henry IV. of France faid, after changing his profeffion, for policy; Paris vaut bien une Messe. A king faid it; and of course it passed as a Bon Mét.

Sitting

Sitting one day within his turret hie,

From whence he views with his black-lidded eye What-fo the heaven in his wide vault contains, And all that in the deepest earth remains, &c. Virgil, Æn. I.

227.

- cum Jupiter æthere fummo

Defpiciens mare velivolum, terrafque jacentes,
Litoraque, et latos populos.

I BI D.

Speaking of Mercury:

Tho' on his head his dreadful hat he dight,
Which maketh him invifible to fight.

Like the helmet of Orcus, in Homer, 11. E. 845. · αὐτὰρ Αθήνη

Δῦν Αϊδος κυνέην, μή μιν ἴδοι βριμος "Αρης.

fed Minerva

Induit Orci galeam, ne ipfam videret impetuofus Mars. What follows in Spenfer about Mercury's Rod, is partly from Homer and Virgil.

And drizling drops, that often do redound, The firmeft flint doth in continuance wear,

Lucretius, I. 314.

IV. 1281.

Stillicidi lapfus lapidem cavat.

Nonne vides, etiam guttas in faxa cadentes
Humoris longo in fpatio pertundere faxa ?

Ovid, Art. Amat. I. 475.

Quid magis eft faxo durum? quid mollius undâ? Dura tamen molli faxa cavantur aquâ.

So Epift. ex Pont. II. VII. 40.

Fam dolor in morem venit meus: utque caducis
Percuffu crebro faxa cavantur aquis.

And yet the lion, that is lord of power,
And reigneth over every beaft in field,
In his most pride difdaineth to devour
The filly lamb, that to his might doth yield.

Ovid, Trift. III. v. 33.

Corpora magnanimo fatis eft proftraffe leoni.

Statius, Theb. VIII. 125.

fi decidat hoftis,

Ire fuper fatis eft, vitamque relinquere vito.

Claudian, Epift. ad Hadr. 28.

torvique leones,

Que ftraviffe calent, eadem proftrata relinquunt.

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SONNET

SONNET XXXV.

fo plenty makes me poor.

Ovid, Met. III. 466.

Inopem me copia fecit.

SONNET

LX.

They that in course of heavenly sphears are skill'd,
To every planet point his fundry year;
In which her circle's voyage is fulfill'd,

As Mars in threefcore years doth run his fphear. Cicero would have told him otherwife, De Nat. Deor. II. 20.

What trophee then shall I moft fit devise,
Even this verfe, vow'd to eternity,
Shall be thereof immortal monument;
And tells her praife to all pofterity,
Perhaps, tell.

Oft when my spirit doth spread her bolder wings,
In mind to mount up to the purest sky,
It down is weigh'd with thought of earthly things,
And clogg'd with burden of mortality.

Wisdom of Solomon, ix. 15. For the corruptible body prefeth down the foul; and the earthly tabernacle weigbeth down the mind, that museth upon many things.