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���COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ���119 ���FROM THE AMINTA OF TASSO Part of the Description of the Golden Age �Then, by some Fountains flow'ry side The Loves unarm' d, did still abide. Then, the loos'd Quiver careless hung, The Torch extinct, the Bow unstrung. Then, by the Nymphs no Charms were worn, But such as with the Nymphs were born. The Shepherd cou'd not, then, complain, Nor told his am'rous Tale in vain. No Veil the Beauteous Face did hide, Nor harmless Freedom was deny'd. Then, Innocence and Virtue reign'd Pure, unaffected, unconstrain'd. Love was their Pleasure, and their Praise, The soft Employment of their Days. ���FROM THE FRENCH, OF THE 188 TH SONNET OF PETRARC �When Phoebus, at declining of the day �His golden Chariot plunges in the Sea, �Leauing my Soul, and this forsaken air �With darknesse cover'd, and with black dispair, �I by the rising streaks of Cynthia's light, �My greifs bewail, and dread th' approaching night. �I to the Heav'ns, and to the Stars relate, �That hear me not, the Stories of my fate. �What wonder, if by them unheard I be, �Since all things, are insencible to me ? �Fortune to me, alas! is doubly blind, �My Mistresse cruel, and the world unkind; �With these, with love, and with my self I chide, ��� �