He at their invoking came, But with a scarce well-lighted flame, From Ovid, Met. X. 4. Adfuit ille quidem; fed nec folemnia verba, I L PENSER O SO. V. 100. Or the Tale of Troy divine. It is called facred Troy, in Homer, Il. Z. 448. Εσσείαι ἦμαρ, ὅτ ̓ ἄν πο ̓ ἐλώλη Ιλις έρ 24 ipn. V. 151. V. 151. And as I wake fweet mufic breathe, &c. **This thought is taken from Shakespear's Tempeft. A&t I. Scene II. "Where should this mufic be? i' th' air, or th' earth? I hear it now above me." LY CI DA S. V. 142. Bring the rathe primrose, that forfaken dies. The primrose, being an eariy flower, is at first very acceptable; and being a lafting flower, it continues, till it is put out of countenance by those which are more beautiful; and fo dies, forfaken, and neglected. V. 154. Whilft thee the fhores, &c. Shores is improper; and I fancy it should be Sholes; the fhallow waters; brevia. So Æn. I. 115. v. 183. v. 183. Henceforth thou art the Genius of the fhore. It is pleasant to obferve how the most anti-papistical Poets are inclined to canonize, and then to invoke their friends, as faints. See Poem on the Fair Infant, Stanz. X. H V. 193. Tomorrow to fresh woods, and pastures new. Theocritus, Idyll. I. 145. Χαίρετ'· ἐγὼ δ' ύμμιν καὶ ἐς ὕστερον ἅδιον ασῶ. But it is time to give over, and to apply to other things. A SERMON |