Page:Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea 1903.djvu/215

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COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ���77 ���Through some Engine lift their Eyes �To the outward, glorious Skies ; �So th' immortal Spirit may, �When descended to our Clay, �From a rightly govern'd Frame �View the Height, from whence she came ; �To her Paradise be caught, �And things unutterable taught. �Give me then, in that Retreat, 280 �Give me, O indulgent Fate! �For all Pleasures left behind, �Contemplations of the Mind. �Let the Fair, the Gay, the Vain �Courtship and Applause obtain; �Let th' Ambitious rule the Earth; �Let the giddy Fool have Mirth ; �Give the Epicure his Dish, �Ev'ry one their sev'ral Wish ; �Whilst my Transports I employ 290 �On that more extensive Joy, �When all Heaven shall be survey'd �From those Windings and that Shade. �TO THE R T HON BLE THE LADY C. TUFTON �Upon Addressing to me the first letter that ever she writt at the �age of �To write in Verse has been my pleasing choice When great Arminda's kindnesse urg'd my voice Or Madam when in softer Notes I sung The sweet Serena beautifull and yong Whil'st euery Muse did chearfully attend And lent their aid Serena to commend To speak what in that tender age became Your blooming Beauty then your cheifest Fame. ��� �