<p>BEHOLD the wond'rous sympathy between<lb/> The strings of yonder lute, and this I play!<lb/> Is it not just as though some hand unseen<lb/> Swept the same chords, and tun'd the self-same lay?*</p> <p>*The cause of this phenomenon is assigned by Cardanum in his 8th book De Subtilit. Du Pleix,<lb/> in his Corps de Philosophie, 1626, accounts for it also in nearly similar terms.</p> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac138"/> <p>So lov'd one-though untouch'd by thee, I feel,<lb/> Sense of thy touch through all my being steal;<lb/> Hear thy lov'd voice though silent thou may'st be,<lb/> See thy lov'd form though far away from me,<lb/> And all the radiance of thy Beauty's light,<lb/> Undimm'd to me by distance, shine no less<lb/> To me effulgent in my dream of night,<lb/> As doth by day its light of loveliness.</p> <p>VETUS verbum est, similitudinem amoris auctorem esse. -PLATO, lib, 6, De leg.<lb/> Experientiâ notum est arcanam quandam et occultam inter homines esse natu-<lb/> rarum affinitatem aut odium, vel naturae quâdem occultâ vi, vel astrorum influentiâ,<lb/> vel, Ec.!!!!!!! Undè fit ut aliquis ab altero toto pectore abhorreat, in alterum verò pro-<lb/> pensus sit, nec rogatus causum dicere posset cur hunc amet, illum oderit, juxtà illud<lb/> Catulli,<lb/> Non amo te, Volusi, nec possum dicere quare,<lb/> Hoc tantùm possum dicere, non amo te.-<lb/> CYPR. Tract. de Spons. cap. 7.<lb/> QUID non cernit Amor! quid non vestigat Amator!-BEROALD.</p> <p>LOVE looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,<lb/> And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind;<lb/> Nor hath Love's mind of any judgement taste,<lb/> Wings and no eyes, figure unheedy haste;<lb/> And therefore is Love said to be a child,<lb/> Because in choice he often is beguil'd.-SHAKESPEARE.<lb/> THINGS base and vile, holding no quality,<lb/> Love can transpose to form and dignity.-Ibid.<lb/> AH! I remember,-and how can I<lb/> But ever more remember well, -when first<lb/> Our flame began; when scarce we knew what t'was,<lb/> The flame we felt; when as we sat and sigh'd,<lb/> And looked upon each other and conceived<lb/> Not what we ail'd, yet something we did ail;<lb/> And yet were well, and yet we were not well:<lb/> And what was our disease we could not tell.-Old poet.</p> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac139"/> <p>-LOVE refines<lb/> The thoughts and heart enlarges: hath its seat<lb/> In reason, and is judicious: is the scale<lb/> By which to Heavenly love thou mayest ascent;-<lb/> Not sunk in carnal pleasure: for which cause<lb/> Among the beasts no mate for Love was found.-MILTON.<lb/> OH! there are looks and tones that dart<lb/> An instant sunshine through the heartl<lb/> As if the soul that minute caught<lb/> Some treasure if through life had sought;<lb/> As if the very lips and eyes<lb/> Predestin'd to have all our sighs,<lb/> And never be forgot again, -<lb/> Sparkled and spoke before us then. -MOORE.<lb/> WHY should I blush to own I love?<lb/> 'Tis love that rules the realms above!<lb/> Why should I blush to say to all,<lb/> That virtue holds my heart in thrall?<lb/> Is it weakness thus to dwell<lb/> On passion that I dare not tell?<lb/> Such weakness I would ever prove-<lb/> 'Tis painful, but 'tis sweet to love.-KIRKE WHITE.</p> <p>Gaudendum cum Gaudentibus.<lb/> Joying with the Joyful.</p> <p>AS lute to lute in harmony attun't,<lb/> Vibrates in glad response, as though it shar'd<lb/> The joy that thrills the other's waken'd strings;<lb/> So let thine heart responsive share the joy<lb/> Thy neighbour feels; nor look with sullen eye<lb/> On eyes where gladness beams. Learn thou from this<lb/> To share in the delight which others feel,<lb/> And banish rankling envy from thy breast<lb/> When fortune smiles upon the fellow man.-<lb/> Learn thou from this no less his grief to soothe<lb/> With brotherly response; for just as joy<lb/> Gains increase more from that which it bestows,<lb/> So grief grows less, lull'd by the soothing tones<lb/> Of Pity's kind compassion for her woes.<lb/> THOU wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy<lb/> right hand there are pleasures for evermore. -Psalm xvi. II. </p> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac140"/> <p>HERO who dwelt by Hellesponticke strand,<lb/> Hang'd forth a Light, Leanders marke for land,<lb/> Whither his helmelesse course he steerd and mov'd,<lb/> Whilst he made haste to see this welbelov'd,<lb/> Which when fierce Boreas with his blustring blast<lb/> Put our, he in the floods away was cast:<lb/> So that his wedding light became a torch,<lb/> To convoy him to Proserpines black porch.<lb/> Armighty God who made all by his power,<lb/> Holds forth his Light from the Celestiall Tower:<lb/> That when the stormes our tossed soules annoy,<lb/> It may direct us to our heav'nly joy.<lb/> No storme against this Light can so prevaile<lb/> But Saints unto their wish-for Haven may faile.<lb/> Where for their Wedding torch this Light they have,<lb/> Which never shall convoy them to their grave.<lb/> FARLIE'S Emblems.</p>

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