A
SONG
FROM
SHAKESPEAR's
CYMBELINE
.
Sung
by
GUIDERUS
and
ARVIRAGUS
over
FIDELE
,
supposed
to
be
dead
.
By
the
Same
.
I.
TO
fair
Fidele's
grassy
tomb
Soft
maids
,
and
village
hinds
shall
bring
Each
op'ning
sweet
,
of
earliest
bloom
,
And
rifle
all
the
breathing
Spring
.
II
.
No
wailing
ghost
shall
dare
appear
To
vex
with
shrieks
this
quiet
grove
:
But
shepherd
lads
assemble
here
,
And
melting
virgins
own
their
love
.
III
.
No
wither'd
witch
shall
here
be
seen
,
No
goblins
lead
their
nightly
crew
:
The
female
fays
shall
haunt
the
green
,
And
dress
thy
grave
with
pearly
dew
!
IV
.
The
red-breast
oft
at
ev'ning
hours
Shall
kindly
lend
his
little
aid
:
With
hoary
moss
,
and
gather'd
flow'rs
,
To
deck
the
ground
where
thou
art
laid
.
V.
When
howling
winds
,
and
beating
rain
,
In
tempests
shake
the
sylvan
cell
:
Or
'midst
the
chace
on
ev'ry
plain
,
The
tender
thought
on
thee
shall
dwell
.
VI
.
Each
lonely
scene
shall
thee
restore
,
For
thee
the
tear
be
duly
shed
:
Belov'd
,
till
life
could
charm
no
more
;
And
mourn'd
,
till
Pity's
self
be
dead
.