The Gentle Shepherd: A Pastoral ComedyRamsay, Allan
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The Gentle Shepherd: A Pastoral Comedy
Ramsay, Allan
Scottish drama -- 18th century
Thus to the ewe the ram
Thou deem'st a foe; or to the tender heifer,
The sturdy bull; the turtle to its mate.
Thus the delightful spring
Seems in thy mind the season of fell hate,
And deadly enmity; the lovely spring
That smiling prompts to universal love,
That rouses nature's flame thro' all her bounds:
Nor less in animals of every kind,
Than favour'd man. See how creation glows,
In all her works, with love's imperious flame!
Mark yonder doves that bill, and sport, and kiss:
Hear'st thou the nightingale, as on the bough
She evermore repeats, "I love, I love:"
The wily snake sheaths her envenom'd fang,
And sinuous glides her to her glossy mate:
The savage tiger feels the potent flame:
The grim majestic lion growls his love
To the resounding forest.--Wilder thou
Than nature's wildest race, spurn'st at that power
To which all nature bows.--But why of these,
Of the grim lion, or the spotted lynx,
Or wily serpent?--these have sense and feeling.
Even trees inanimate confess the god:
See how the vine clings with a fond embrace;
The mountain fir, the pine, the elm, the beech,
Have each their favour'd mate: they burn, they sigh, &c.
SILVIA.
Well, when my ear shall hear their sighs of love,
Perhaps I too may learn to love like them.
By a similar strain of argument, _Linco_, in the _Pastor Fido_,
endeavours to persuade _Silvio_ to love, whose sole delight is in the
chase, and who tells his adviser, that he would not give one wild
beast, taken by his dog _Melampo_, for a thousand beautiful nymphs.
_Linco_ bids him "See how all nature loves, the heavens, the earth,
the sea; and that beautiful morning star that now shines so bright,
she likewise loves, and shines more splendid from her amorous flame:
see how she blushes, for now perhaps she has just left the stolen
embraces of her lover. The woods, and alltheir savage inhabitants, the
seas, the dolphins. the huge whales, &c., &c."
How poor is all this refinement and conceit, when compared with the
language of truth and nature! When Pegg, in the confidence of a wamr
and innocent heart, describes to her copanion the delights of a mutual
passion, the enjoyments of domestic bliss, and the happiness arising
from the exercise of the parental duties and affections; contrasting
these with the cold and selfish feelings of determined celibacy, it is
nature that speaks in every line, and the heart yields its warmest
sympathy, as the judgment its complete conviction:
PEGGY.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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