WILLIAM DRUMMOND

22$. Madrigal

F IKE the Idalian queen,

~* Her hair about her eyne, With neck and breast's ripe apples to be seen,

At first glance of the morn In Cyprus' gardens gathering those fair flow'rs

Which of her blood were born, I saw, but fainting saw, my paramours. The Graces naked danced about the place,

The winds and trees amazed

With silence on her gazed,

The flowers did smile, like those upon her face ; And as their aspen stalks those fingers band,

That she might read my case, A hyacinth I wish'd me in her hand.

226. Spring Bereaved i

r I 'HAT zephyr every year

So soon was heard to sigh in forests here, It was for her : that wrapp'd in gowns of green

Meads were so early seen,

That in -the saddest months oft sung the merles, It was for her ; for her trees dropp'd forth pearls.

That proud and stately courts Did envy those our shades and calm resorts, It was for her ; and she is gone, O woe I

Woods cut again do grow, Bud doth the rose and daisy, winter done; But we, once dead, no more do see the sun. 22j. paramours] = sing, paramour. band] bound.

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