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IX。 Now fall'n the brittle favourite lyes and burst！ Amas'd LUCASTA weepes； repents and flies To her ALEXIS； vowes her selfe acurst； If hence she dresse her selfe but in his eyes。
This adaptation of the fan to the purposes of a mirror； now so common； was； as we here are told； familiar to the ladies of Lovelace's time。 Mr。 Fairholt； in his COSTUME IN ENGLAND； 1846； p。 496； describes many various forms which were given at different periods to this article of use and ornament； but the present passage in LUCASTA appears to have escaped his notice。
Ostrich。 Lyly； in his EUPHUES； 1579； sig。 c 4； has ESTRIDGE。 The fan here described was composed of ostrich…feathers set with precious stones。
In allusion to the digestive powers of this bird。
Original reads NEERE。
The poet means that Lucasta； when she did not require her fan for immediate use； wore it suspended at her side or from her girdle。
The sun。
LUCASTA； TAKING THE WATERS AT TUNBRIDGE。
I。 Yee happy floods！ that now must passe The sacred conduicts of her wombe； Smooth and transparent as your face； When you are deafe； and windes are dumbe。
II。 Be proud！ and if your waters be Foul'd with a counterfeyted teare； Or some false sigh hath stained yee； Haste； and be purified there。
III。 And when her rosie gates y'have trac'd； Continue yet some Orient wet； 'Till； turn'd into a gemme； y'are plac'd Like diamonds with rubies set。
IV。 Yee drops； that dew th' Arabian bowers； Tell me； did you e're smell or view On any leafe of all your flowers Soe sweet a sent； so rich a hiew？
V。 But as through th' Organs of her breath You trickle wantonly； beware： Ambitious Seas in their just death As well as Lovers； must have share。
VI。 And see！ you boyle as well as I； You； that to coole her did aspire； Now troubled and neglected lye； Nor can your selves quench your owne fire。
VII。 Yet still be happy in the thought； That in so small a time as this； Through all the Heavens you were brought Of Vertue； Honour； Love and Blisse。
From this it might be conjectured； though the ground for doing so would be very slight； that LUCASTA was a native of Kent or of one of the adjoining shires； but against this supposition we have to set the circumstance that elsewhere this lady is called a 〃northern star。〃
TO LUCASTA。 ODE LYRICK。
I。 Ah LUCASTA； why so bright？ Spread with early streaked light！ If still vailed from our sight； What is't but eternall night？
II。 Ah LUCASTA； why so chaste？ With that vigour； ripenes grac't； Not to be by Man imbrac't Makes that Royall coyne imbace't； And this golden Orchard waste！
III。 Ah LUCASTA； why so great； That thy crammed coffers sweat？ Yet not owner of a seat May shelter you from Natures heat； And your earthly joyes compleat。
IV。 Ah Lucasta； why so good？ Blest with an unstained flood Flowing both through soule and blood； If it be not understood； 'Tis a Diamond in mud。
V。 LUCASTA！ stay！ why dost thou flye？ Thou art not bright but to the eye； Nor chaste but in the mariage…tye； Nor great but in this treasurie； Nor good but in that sanctitie。
VI。 Harder then the Orient stone； Like an apparition； Or as a pale shadow gone； Dumbe and deafe she hence is flowne。
VII。 Then receive this equall dombe： Virgins； strow no teare or bloome； No one dig the Parian wombe； Raise her marble heart i'th' roome； And 'tis both her coarse and tombe。
LUCASTA PAYING HER OBSEQUIES TO THE CHAST MEMORY OF MY DEAREST COSIN MRS。 BOWES BARNE＇S＇。
I。 See！ what an undisturbed teare She weepes for her last sleepe； But； viewing her； straight wak'd a Star； She weepes that she did weepe。
II。 Griefe ne're before did tyranize On th' honour of that brow； And at the wheeles of her brave eyes Was captive led til now。
III。 Thus； for a saints apostacy The unimagin'd woes And sorrowes of the Hierarchy None but an angel knowes。
IV。 Thus； for lost soules recovery The clapping of all wings And triumphs of this victory None but an angel sings。
V。 So none but she knows to bemone This equal virgins fate； None but LUCASTA can her crowne Of glory celebrate。
VI。 Then dart on me （CHAST LIGHT） one ray； By which I may discry Thy joy cleare through this cloudy day To dresse my sorrow by。
This lady was probably the wife of a descendant of Sir William Barnes； of Woolwich； whose only daughter and heir； Anne； married the poet's father； and brought him the seat in Kent。 See GENTS。 MAGAZINE for 1791； part ii。 1095。
A translation of LUCASTA； or LUX CASTA； for the sake of the metre。
UPON THE CURTAINE OF LUCASTA'S PICTURE； IT WAS THUS WROUGHT。
Oh； stay that covetous hand； first turn all eye； All depth and minde； then mystically spye Her soul's faire picture； her faire soul's； in all So truely copied from th' originall； That you will sweare her body by this law Is but its shadow； as this； its；now draw。
Pictures used formerly to have curtains before them。 It is still done in some old houses。 In WESTWARD HOE； 1607； act ii。 scene 3； there is an allusion to this practice：
〃SIR GOSLING。 So draw those curtains； and let's see the pictures under 'em。〃Webster's WORKS； ed。 Hazlitt； i。 133。
LUCASTA'S WORLD。 EPODE。
I。 Cold as the breath of winds that blow To silver shot descending snow； Lucasta sigh't； when she did close The world in frosty chaines！ And then a frowne to rubies frose The blood boyl'd in our veines： Yet cooled not the heat her sphere Of beauties first had kindled there。
II。 Then mov'd； and with a suddaine flame Impatient to melt all againe； Straight from her eyes she lightning hurl'd； And earth in ashes mournes； The sun his blaze denies the world； And in her luster burnes： Yet warmed not the hearts； her nice Disdaine had first congeal'd to ice。
III。 And now her teares nor griev'd desire Can quench this raging； pleasing fire； Fate but one way allowes； behold Her smiles' divinity！ They fann'd this heat； and thaw'd that cold； So fram'd up a new sky。 Thus earth； from flames and ice repreev'd； E're since hath in her sun…shine liv'd。
Original reads SIGHT。
THE APOSTACY OF ONE； AND BUT ONE LADY。
I。 That frantick errour I adore； And am confirm'd the earth turns round； Now satisfied o're and o're； As rowling waves； so flowes the ground； And as her neighbour reels the shore： Finde such a woman says she loves； She's that fixt heav'n； which never moves。
II。 In marble； steele； or porphyrie； Who carves or stampes his armes or face； Lookes it by rust or storme must dye： This womans love no time can raze； Hardned like ice in the sun's eye； Or your reflection in a glasse； Which keepes possession； though you passe。
III。 We not behold a watches hand To stir； nor plants or flowers to grow； Must we infer that this doth stand； And therefore； that those do not blow？ This she acts calmer； like Heav'ns brand； The stedfast lightning； slow loves dart； She kils； but ere we feele the smart。
IV。 Oh； she is constant as the winde； That revels in an ev'nings aire！ Certaine as wayes unto the blinde； More reall then her flatt'ries are； Gentle as chaines that honour binde； More faithfull then an Hebrew Jew； But as the divel not halfe so true。
AMYNTOR FROM BEYOND THE SEA TO ALEXIS。
A DIALOGUE。
Amyntor。 Alexis！ ah Alexis！ can it be； Though so much wet and drie Doth drowne our eye； Thou keep'st thy winged voice from me？
Alexis。 Amyntor； a profounder sea； I feare； Hath swallow'd me； where now My armes do row； I floate i'th' ocean of a teare。
Lucasta weepes； lest I look back and tread Your Watry land againe。 Amyn。 I'd through the raine； Such showrs are quickly over…spread。
Conceive how joy； after this short divorce； Will circle her with beames； When； like your streames； You shall rowle back with kinder force；
And call the helping winds to vent your thought。 Alex。 Amyntor！ Chloris！ where Or in what sphere Say； may that glorious fair be sought？
Amyn。 She's now the center of these armes e're blest； Whence may she never move； Till Time and Love Haste to their everlasting rest。
Alex。 Ah subtile sw