And sheep, are both thy
sacrifice
;
Nor merits he a mortars name,
That bums with an immortal fame.
Nor merits he a mortars name,
That bums with an immortal fame.
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OF MARVELL. 4
^ TWO SONGS
OH THX LORD FAUCONBERG, AND THE LADT
MART CROMWELL.
CHORUS, ENDYMION, LUNA.
CHORUS.
The astrologer's own eyes are set,
And even wolves the sheep forget ;
Only this shepherd, late and soon.
Upon this hill outwakes the moon.
Hark how he sings with sad delight.
Thorough the clear and silent night !
ENDTMION.
Ctnthla, O Ctnthia, turn thine ear,
Nor scorn Endtmion's plainU to hear !
As we our flocks, so you command
The fleecy clouds with silver wand.
CTNTHIA.
If thou a mortal, rather sleep ;
And if a shepherd, watch thy sheep.
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ENDYMION.
The shepherd, since he saw thine eyes.
And sheep, are both thy sacrifice ;
Nor merits he a mortars name,
That bums with an immortal fame.
CYNTHIA.
I have enough for me to do.
Ruling the waves that ebb and flow.
ENDYMION.
Since thou disdain*st not then to share
On sublunary things thy care,
Rather restrain these double seas'.
Mine eyes, incessant deluges.
CYNTHIA.
My wakeful lamp all night must moye.
Securing their repose above.
ENDYMION.
If therefore thy resplendent ray
Can make a night more bright than day.
Shine thorough this obscurer breast,
With shades of deep despair oppressed.
CHORUS.
Courage, Endymion, boldly woo I
Anchises was a shepherd too,
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OF MARVELL. *
Yet is her younger sister laid
Sporting with him in Ida's shade :
And Cynthia, though the strongest,
Seeks but the honour to have held out longest.