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Edwin, if right I read my fong,
With flighted paffion pac'd along
"Twas near an old inchanted court,
His heart was drear, his hope was crofs'd,
But fcant he lays him on the floor,
A trembling, rocks the ground:
Now founding tongues affail his ear,
Come prankling o'er the place.
But (truft me Gentles!) never ye
Was dight a mafquing half fo neat,
Or half fo rich before:
The country lent the fweet perfumes,
Now whilft he gaz'd, a gallant dreft,
What mortal of a wretched mind,
At this the fwain, whofe vent'rous foul.
Advanc'd in open fight;
"Nor have I caufe of dreed, he faid, Who view by no prefumption led
"Your revels of the night.
'Twas grief, for fcorn of faithful love, "Which made my fteps unweeting rove, "Amid the nightly dew."
'Tis well the gallant cries again,
We fairies never injure men
Who dare to tell us true.
Exalt thy love-dejected heart,
Be mine the task, or ere we part,
To make thee grief refign;
Now take the pleasure of thy chaunce; Whilft I with Mab, my part'ner, daunce, Be little Mable thine.
He spoke, and all a fudden there
The monarch leads the queen:
The dauncing paft, the board was laid, And fiker fuch a feaft was made
As heart and lip defire,
Withouten hands the dishes fly,
But now to please the fairie king,
And antic feats devife;
Some wind and tumble like an ape,
In Edwin's wond'ring eyes.
Till o ne at laft that Robin hight,
Renown'd for pinching maids by night,
And full against the beam he flung,
From thence, "Reverse my charm, he cries,
The gambol has been fhown."
But Oberon anfwers with a smile,
Here ended all the phantom-play;
The whirling wind that bore the crowd
Then fereaming all at once they fly,
Poor Edwin falls to floor;
Forlorn his ftate, and dark the place,
Thro' all the land before.
But foon as dan Apollo rose,
Full jolly creature home he goes,
He feels his back the less;
His honeft tongue and fteady mind
With lufty livelyhed he talks,
And beauteous Edith fees the youth,
The ftory told, Sir Topas mov'd,
At close of eve he leaves his home,
As there he bides, it fo befell,
A fhaking seiz'd the wall:
Up fprung the tapers as before,
And mufic fills the hall.