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TO MY DEAR BROTHER； COLONEL RICHARD LOVELACE。
Ile doe my nothing too； and try To dabble to thy memory。 Not that I offer to thy name Encomiums of thy lasting fame。 Those by the landed have been writ： Mine's but a yonger…brother wit； A wit that's hudled up in scarres； Borne like my rough selfe in the warres； And as a Squire in the fight Serves only to attend the Knight； So 'tis my glory in this field； Where others act； to beare thy shield。 Dudley Lovelace； Capt。
The youngest brother of the poet。 Besides the present lines； and some to be found in the posthumous volume； of which he was the editor； this gentleman contributed the following commendatory poem to AYRES AND DIALOGUES ＇by Thomas Stanley Esq。＇ set by John Gamble； 1656。 The verses themselves have little merit； and the only object which I had in introducing them； was to add to the completeness of the present edition：
TO MY MUCH HONORED COZEN； MR。 STANLEY； UPON HIS POEMS SET BY MR。 JOHN GAMBLE。
I。 Enough； enough of orbs and spheres； Reach me a trumpet or a drum； To sound sharp synnets in your ears； And beat a deep encomium。
II。 I know not th' Eight Intelligence： Those that do understand it； pray Let them step hither； and from thence Speak what they all do sing or say：
III。 Nor what your diapasons are； Your sympathies and symphonies； To me they seem as distant farre As whence they take their infant rise。
IV。 But I've a grateful heart can ring A peale of ordnance to your praise； And volleys of small plaudits bring To clowd a crown about your baies。
V。 Though laurel is thought thunder free； That storms and lightning disallows； Yet Caesar thorough fire and sea Snatches her to twist his conquering brows。
VI。 And now me thinks like him you stand I' th' head of all the Poets' hoast； Whilest with your words you do command； They silent do their duty boast。
VII。 Which done； the army ecchoes o're； Like Gamble Ios one and all； And in their various notes implore； Long live our noble Generall。 Dudley Posthumus Lovelace。
DE DOMINO RICHARDO LOVELACIO； ARMIGERO ET CHILIARCHA； VIRO INCOMPARABILI。
Ecce tibi； heroi claris natalibus orto； Cujus honoratos Cantia vidit avos。 Cujus adhuc memorat rediviva Batavia patrem； Inter et Herculeos enumerare solet。 Qui tua Grollaferox； laceratus vulnere multo； Fulmineis vidit moenia Pacta globis。 Et cum saeva tuas fudisset Iberia turmas； Afflatu pyrii pulveris ictus obit。 Haec sint magna： tamen major majoribus hic est； Nititur et pennis altius ire novis。 Sermonem patrium callentem et murmura Celtae； Non piguit linguas edidicisse duas。 Quicquid Roma vetus； vel quicquid Graecia jactat； Musarum nutrix alma Calena dedit。 Gnaviter Hesperios compressit Marte cachinnos； Devictasque dedit Cantaber ipse manus。 Non evitavit validos Dunkerka lacertos； Non intercludens alta Lacuna vias； Et scribenda gerens vivaci marmore digna； Scribere Caesareo more vel ipse potest。 Cui gladium Bellona dedit； calamumque Minerva； Et geminae Laurus circuit umbra comam。 Cujus si faciem spectes vultusque decorem； Vix puer Idalius gratior ore fuit。
Strictly speaking； the officer in command of a thousand men； from the Greek ； or ； but in the present instance meaning nothing more than Colonel。
I have amended the text of these lines； which in the original is very corrupt。 I suppose that the compositor was left to himself； as usual。
AD EUNDEM。
Herrico succede meo： dedit ille priora Carmina； carminibus non meliora tuis。
Herrick's HESPERIDES had appeared in 1648。
Scripsit Jo。 Harmarus； Oxoniensis； C。 W。 M。
A celebrated scholar and philologist。 An account of him will be found in Bliss's edition of Wood's ATHENAE。 He published an Elegy on St。 Alban the Protomartyr and an Apology for Archbishop Williams； and edited Scapula。 These lines are omitted by Singer。
POEMS。
SONG。 SET BY MR。 HENRY LAWES。 TO LUCASTA。 GOING BEYOND THE SEAS。
I。 If to be absent were to be Away from thee； Or that when I am gone； You or I were alone； Then my LUCASTA might I crave Pity from blustring winde or swallowing wave。
II。 But I'le not sigh one blast or gale To swell my saile； Or pay a teare to swage The foaming blew…gods rage； For whether he will let me passe Or no； I'm still as happy as I was。
III。 Though seas and land betwixt us both； Our faith and troth； Like separated soules； All time and space controules： Above the highest sphere wee meet； Unseene； unknowne； and greet as angels greet
IV。 So then we doe anticipate Our after…fate； And are alive i'th' skies； If thus our lips and eyes Can speake like spirits unconfin'd In Heav'n； their earthy bodies left behind。
Of Henry and William Lawes an account may be found in Burney and Hawkins。 Although the former （H。 Lawes） set many of Lovelace's pieces to music； only two occur in the AYRES AND DIALOGUES FOR ONE； TWO； AND THREE VOYCES； 1653…55…8； folio。
SONG。 SET BY MR。 JOHN LANIERE。 TO LUCASTA。 GOING TO THE WARRES。
I。 Tell me not； （sweet；） I am unkinde； That from the nunnerie Of thy chaste breast and quiet minde To warre and armes I flie。
II。 True： a new Mistresse now I chase； The first foe in the field； And with a stronger faith imbrace A sword； a horse； a shield。
III。 Yet this inconstancy is such； As you too shall adore； I could not love thee； dear； so much； Lov'd I not Honour more。
A PARADOX。
I。 Tis true the beauteous Starre To which I first did bow Burnt quicker； brighter far； Than that which leads me now； Which shines with more delight； For gazing on that light So long； neere lost my sight。
II。 Through foul we follow faire； For had the world one face； And earth been bright as ayre； We had knowne neither place。 Indians smell not their neast； A Swisse or Finne tastes best The spices of the East。
III。 So from the glorious Sunne Who to his height hath got； With what delight we runne To some black cave or grot！ And； heav'nly Sydney you Twice read； had rather view Some odde romance so new。
IV。 The god； that constant keepes Unto his deities； Is poore in joyes； and sleepes Imprison'd in the skies。 This knew the wisest； who From Juno stole； below To love a bear or cow。
i。e。 LUCASTA。
The East was celebrated by all our early poets as the land of spices and rich gums：
〃For now the fragrant East； The spicery o' th' world； Hath hurl'd A rosie tincture o'er the Phoenix nest。〃 OTIA SACRA； by Mildmay； Earl of Westmoreland； 1648； p。 37。
SONG。 SET BY MR。 HENRY LAWES。 TO AMARANTHA； THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVELL HER HAIRE。
I。 Amarantha sweet and faire； Ah brade no more that shining haire！ As my curious hand or eye； Hovering round thee； let it flye。
II。 Let it flye as unconfin'd As it's calme ravisher； the winde； Who hath left his darling； th' East； To wanton o're that spicie neast。
III。 Ev'ry tresse must be confest： But neatly tangled at the best； Like a clue of golden thread； Most excellently ravelled。
IV。 Doe not then winde up that light In ribands； and o'er…cloud in night； Like the sun in's early ray； But shake your head； and scatter day。
V。 See； 'tis broke！ within this grove； The bower and the walkes of love； Weary lye we downe and rest； And fanne each other's panting breast。
VI。 Heere wee'll strippe and coole our fire； In creame below； in milk…baths higher： And when all wells are drawne dry； I'll drink a teare out of thine eye。
VII。 Which our very joys shall leave； That sorrowes thus we can deceive； Or our very sorrowes weepe； That joyes so ripe so little keepe。
A portion of this song is printed； with a few orthographical variations