The Grecian Story Being an Historical Poem, in Five Books. To which is Annex'd The Grove: Consisting of Divers Shorter Poems upon several Subjects. By J. H. [i.e. John Harington] |
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Next walking forth, there Warbled through the Grove
Clear, lively Cornets which for Conquest strove,
'Mongst Boughs aloft; first One heard Single sounding,
Another then, Former's lost Noats rebounding,
Like mirthful Eccho's Play, did Flourish o're
Short, ending Strain; to that conjoyned more:
Third, Fourth succeed, still Answer'd round by Course;
Lodg'd circular, till from some Place (perforce)
Nymph Eccho rais'd, turn'd Wanton Pratler there.
Then joyn'd their Noise, as meant the Grove to tear
With pow'rful piercing Blast, and Fright those small
Plumed Inhabitants (rare-voic'd withal)
Through their Green branched Cabins. These for Cloze,
Seem'd swallow'd by Recorders Sound, with those
Strong, larger Throats, Sackbots and Shalms, unview'd:
When Wood-Nymphs came, by Satyrs strait pursu'd,
From Shaded part, (feign'd wild-bred Silvan Lovers)
Shew'd Antick Dance: the Girls with Leaf-wrought Covers
Bedrest and Flow'rs; their Men like Goatish kind,
Skins Hairy wore, small Horns and Hoofs design'd
Pipes held in sport, Nymphs Hunting Darts aloft:
What Wanton Postures there; fond Kisses oft:
Strange freaks beheld: whilst, Shrouded close on high,
Their Musick seem'd Celestial Waits o'th' Sky.
Clear, lively Cornets which for Conquest strove,
'Mongst Boughs aloft; first One heard Single sounding,
Another then, Former's lost Noats rebounding,
Like mirthful Eccho's Play, did Flourish o're
Short, ending Strain; to that conjoyned more:
Third, Fourth succeed, still Answer'd round by Course;
Lodg'd circular, till from some Place (perforce)
Nymph Eccho rais'd, turn'd Wanton Pratler there.
Then joyn'd their Noise, as meant the Grove to tear
With pow'rful piercing Blast, and Fright those small
Plumed Inhabitants (rare-voic'd withal)
Through their Green branched Cabins. These for Cloze,
Seem'd swallow'd by Recorders Sound, with those
Strong, larger Throats, Sackbots and Shalms, unview'd:
When Wood-Nymphs came, by Satyrs strait pursu'd,
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Shew'd Antick Dance: the Girls with Leaf-wrought Covers
Bedrest and Flow'rs; their Men like Goatish kind,
Skins Hairy wore, small Horns and Hoofs design'd
Pipes held in sport, Nymphs Hunting Darts aloft:
What Wanton Postures there; fond Kisses oft:
Strange freaks beheld: whilst, Shrouded close on high,
Their Musick seem'd Celestial Waits o'th' Sky.
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