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Two Songs at the Marriage of the Lord Fauconberg and the Lady Mary Cromwell.First Song[Chorus. Endymion. Luna.]ChorusTh’ Astrologers own Eyes are set, And even Wolves the Sheep forget; Only this Shepherd, late and soon, Upon this Hill outwakes the Moon. Heark how he sings, with sad delight, Thorough the clear and silent Night.EndymionCynthia, O Cynthia, turn thine Ear, nor scorn Endymions plaints to hear. As we our Flocks, so you command The fleecy Clouds with silver wand.CynthiaIf thou a Mortal, rather sleep; Or if a Shepherd, watch thy Sheep.EndmymionThe Shepherd, since he saw thine Eyes, And Sheep are both thy Sacrifice. Nor merits he a Mortal’s name, That burns with an immortal Flame.CynthiaI have enough for me to do, Ruling the Waves that Ebb and Flow.EndymionSince thou disdain’st not then to share On Sublunary things thy Care; Rather restrain these double Seas, Mine Eyes uncessant deluges.CynthiaMy wakeful Lamp all night must move, Securing their Repose above.EndymionIf therefore thy resplendent Ray Can make a Night more bright then Day; Shine thorough this obscurer Brest, With shades of deep Despair opprest. Chorus. Courage, Endymion, boldly Woo, Anchises was a Shepheard too: Yet is her younger Sister laid Sporting with him in Ida’s shade: And Cynthia, though the strongest, Seeks but the honour to have held out longest.EndymionHere unto Latmos Top I climbe: How far below thine Orbe sublime? O why, as well as Eyes to see, Have I not Armes that reach to thee?Cynthia’Tis needless then that I refuse, Would you but your own Reason use.EndymionThough I so high may not pretend, It is the same so you descend.CynthiaThese Stars would say I do them wrong, Rivals each one for thee too strong.EndymionThe Stars are fix’d unto their Sphere, And cannot, though they would, come near. Less Loves set of each others praise, While Stars Eclypse by mixing Rayes.CynthiaThat Cave is dark.EndymionThen none can spy: Or shine Thou there and ’tis the Sky.ChorusJoy to Endymion, For he has Cynthia’s favour won. And Jove himself approves With his serenest influence their Loves. For he did never love to pair His Progeny above the Air; But to be honest, valiant, wise, Makes Mortals matches fit for Deityes.
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