To kiss her sweetest.’
There are few things that can surpass in truth and beauty of allegorical description, the invocation of Amaryllis to the God of Shepherds, Pan, to save her from the violence of the Sullen Shepherd, for Syrinx’ sake:
——‘For her dear sake,
That loves the rivers’ brinks, and still doth shake
In cold remembrance of thy quick pursuit!’
Or again, the friendly Satyr promises Clorin—
‘Brightest, if there be remaining
Any service, without feigning
I will do it; were I set
To catch the nimble wind, or get