Poems, &c. written upon several occasions, and to several persons by Edmond Waller.
Waller, Edmund, 1606-1687.
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The Country to my Lady of Carlisle.

Madam,

OF all the sacred Muse inspir'd,
Orpheus alone could with the Woods comply;
Their rude Inhabitants his Song admir'd,
And Natures self in those that could not lye.
Your Beauty next our Solitude invades,
And warms us, Shining through the thickest shades.
Nor ought the Tribute, which the wondring Court
Pays your fair Eyes, prevail with you to scorn
The answer and consent to that report,
Which Eccho-like the Country do's return:
Mirrors are taught to Flatter, but our Springs
Present th'impartial Images of things.
A Rural Judge dispos'd of Beauties prize,
A simple Shepherd was preferr'd to Iove;
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Down to the Mountains from the partial Skies
Came Iuno, Pallas, and the Queen of Love,
To plead for that, which was so justly given
To the bright Carlisle of the Court of Heaven.
Carlisle! a Name which all our Woods are taught,
Loud as his Amarillis to reound;
Carlisle! a Name which on the Bark is wrought
Of every Tree that's worthy of the Wound.
From Phoebus rage, our Shadows, and our Streams,
May guard us better than from Carlisle's Beams.