Upon thy streams with wily glance,
Rise, rise, and have thy rosy head
From thy coral-paven bed,

And bridle in thy headlong wave

Till thou our summons answer'd have.

Listen, and save!

Sabrina rises, attended by Water-Nymphs, and sings.

By the rushy-fringed bank,

Where grows the willow, and the osier dank,

My sliding chariot stays,

Thick set with agate, and the azurn sheen

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Thrice upon thy finger's tip,

Thrice upon thy rubied lip:

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Next this marble venom'd seat,

Smear'd with gums of glutinous heat,

I touch with chaste palms moist and cold :--

Now the spell hath lost his hold;

And I must haste, ere morning hour,

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To wait in Amphitrite's bow'r.

Sabrina descends, and the Lady rises out of her seat.

Come, lady, while Heav'n lends us grace,

Let us fly this cursed place,

Lest the sorcerer us entice

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With some other new device.
Not a waste or needless sound,
Till we come to holier ground;

I shall be your faithful guide
Through this gloomy covert wide,
And not many furlongs thence
Is your father's residence,
Where this night are met in state
Many a friend to gratulate
His wish'd presence, and beside
All the swains that there abide,
With jigs and rural dance resort;
We shall catch them at their sport,
And our sudden coming there

Will double all their mirth and cheer;
Come, let us haste, the stars grow high,
But night sits monarch yet in the mid sky.

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The scene changes, presenting Ludlow town and the President's castle; then come in country dancers, after them the Attendant Spirit, with the two Brothers and the Lady.

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Spir. Back, shepherds, back: enough your play,

This second Song presents them to their Father and Mother,

Noble lord, and lady bright,

I have brought you new delight;

Here behold so goodly grown

Three fair branches of your own ;

Heav'n hath timely try'd their youth,

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Their faith, their patience, and their truth,

And sent them here through hard assays
With a crown of deathless praise,

The Graces, and the rosy-bosom'd Hours,

Thither all their bounties bring;

There eternal Summer dwells,

And west-winds, with musky wing,
About the cedar'n alleys fling
Nard and cassia's balmy smells.

Iris there with humid bow

Waters the odorous banks, that blow

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