Lib. 1. Ode 26. Ad Lamiam. Poem by John Ashmore

The Argvment.
He doth declare, that those, which are
Vnto the Muses kinde,
Doe ease their griefe, and finde relief
From Passions of the minde.
I, of the Muses lov'd, sad Care and Feare
Will to the stubborn windes commit to beare
Into the Cretian Seas, secure alone
Oftidings from the Northren coast that's blown
Of some King there, that's awfull for his might;
Or what so Tyridates doth affright.
O gentle Muse, that lov'st the fountaines cleare,
Fair fresh flowers gather, springing here and there:
And garlands for my dearest Lamia make:
My praise without thee no effect can take.
Thee and thy Sisters it becometh well
With Lesbian Harp, and Songs, his praise to tell.