Favour'd more than are the rest. I'm price of Hope that no more is, One of the Hesperides: Beauty's casket, doating eye Of lovers blinded wilfully: The light Spirit of Vanity. I am Fortune's looking-glass, The countersign which she doth pass To her troop of warriors: I'm the oath by which she swears, And wherewith she doth induce Men to trust a fragile truce. Charming, provoking, still astray, Fair and elegant and gay, Trim and fresh and blossom-hu'd; Interchangeably imbu'd With rosy-red and the snow's whiteness, Air and water and fire's brightness: Painted, gemm'd, of golden dye, NOTHING--after all--am I!' If now, O gentle Reader, it appear Irksome my BUBBLE'S chatterings to hear; If on it frowning, 'Words, words, words!' thou say, No more I'll chatter, but at once obey. So, turn thine eye, my Friend, no more give heed; My BUBBLE lives but if thou choose to read. Cease thou to read, and I resign my breath; Cease thou to read, and that will be my death. G. TRANQUILLITAS ANIMI: SIMILITUDINE DUCTA AB AVE CAPTIVA, ET CANORA TAMEN. Ut cum delicias leves, loquacem Convivam nemoris vagamque musam Observans, dubia viator arte Prendit desuper: horridusve ruris Eversor, male perfido paratu, 5 Heu durus! rapit, atque io triumphans Vadit: protinus et sagace nisu Evolvens digitos, opus tenellum Ducens pollice lenis erudito, Virgarum implicat ordinem severum, 10 Angustam meditans domum volucri. Illa autem, hospitium licet vetustum Mentem solicitet nimis nimisque, Et suetum nemus, hinc opaca mitis Umbrae frigora, et hinc aprica puri 15 Solis fulgura, patriaeque sylvae Nunquam muta quies; ubi illa dudum Totum per nemus, arborem per omnem, Hospes libera liberis querelis Cognatum bene provocabat agmen: 20 Quanquam ipsum nemus arboresque alumnam Implorant profugam, atque amata multum Quaerant murmura lubricumque carmen Blandi gutturis et melos serenum. Illa autem, tamen, illa jam relictae, 25 Simplex! haud meminit domus, nec ultra Sylvas cogitat; at brevi sub antro, Ah penna nimium brevis recisa, Ah ritu vidua sibique sola, Privata heu fidicen! canit, vagoque 30 Exercens querulam domum susurro Fallit vincula, carceremque mulcet; Nec pugnans placidae procax quieti Luctatur gravis, orbe sed reducto Discursu vaga saltitans tenello, 35 Metitur spatia invidae cavernae. Sic in se pia mens reposta, secum Alte tuta sedet, nec ardet extra, Aut ullo solet aestuare fato: Quamvis cuncta tumultuentur, atrae 40 Sortis turbine non movetur illa. Fortunae furias onusque triste