Who can refuse thee company, or stay, That only in its joys 'tis violent: Upwards thy Eagle bears us e're aware, Leaving this little All beneath our feet. And here how well do's the wise Muse demeane Her self, and fit her song to ev'ry scene! Nor does thy other softer magick move Where such a character thou giv'st, that Shame Nor Envy dare approach the vestal dame: So at bright prime Idea's none repine, Gladly th' Assyrian phoenix now resumes Nor be concern'd, nor fancy thou art rude So when the sage of Memphis doth converse, The degree of 'A M.' prevents our finding 'Isaac Walton' in I. W., which it had been no common gratification to have done. G. Thalia Rediviva. TO HIS LEARNED FRIEND AND LOYAL F sever'd friends by sympathy can joyn, coin ; May they do both, who are so curb'd! but we There is no passion, nor intelligence: And so by consequence we cannot state A commerce, unless both we animate. For senseless things, though ne'r so called upon, Are deaf, and feel no invitation; But such as the last day shall be shed Since then 'tis clear, that Friendship is nought else But a joint, kind propension: and excess In none, but such whose equal, easie hearts Comply and meet both in their whole and parts: And when they cannot meet, do not forget To mingle souls, but secretly reflect And some third place their center make, where they Silently mix, and make an unseen stay: Let me not say-though poets may be bold,Thou art more hard than steel, than stones more cold, |