Whom she esteem’d so dear;
For with her dancing Nymphs in Green
She fetch’d him from his Bed,
With Musick and with Melody,
As soon as Life was fled.
——Et fotum gremio Dea tollit in Altos
Idaliæ lucos——
So one of our Modern Poets;
Thither the Fairys and their Train resort,
And leave their Revels, and their midnight Sport.