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Eleg. 2.

Bvt stay: (sad Genius) How doe griefes transport
Thy exil'd senses? Is there no resort
To forkt Parnassus sacred Mount? No word,
No thought of Helicon? No Muse implor'd?
I did invoke, but there was none reply'd;
The nine were silent, since Mccænas dy'd:
They have forsaken their old Spring: 'tis said,
They haunt a new one, which their tears have made:
Should I molest them with my losse? 'Tis knowne;
They finde enough to re-lament their owne:
I crave no ayde, no Deity to infuse
New matter: Ah: True sorrow needs no Muse.