ANNE FINCH, COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA (1661-1720)

THE PETITION FOR AN ABSOLUTE RETREAT (EXCERPT)


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(Inscribed to the Right Honourable Catharine Countess of Thanet,
mentioned in the poem under the name of Arminda)

1Give me, O indulgent Fate!
2     Give me yet before I die
3     A sweet, but absolute retreat,
4     'Mongst paths so lost and trees so high
5     That the world may ne'er invade
6     Through such windings and such shade
7     My unshaken liberty.

8         No intruders thither come
9     Who visit but to be from home!
10   None who their vain moments pass
11   Only studious of their glass;
12   News, that charm to list'ning ears,
13   That false alarm to hopes and fears,
14   That common theme for every fop,
15   From the statesman to the shop,
16   In those coverts ne'er be spread,
17   Of who's deceas'd, and who's to wed.
18   Be no tidings thither brought,
19   But silent as a midnight thought
20   Where the world may ne'er invade
21   Be those windings and that shade!

22       Courteous Fate! afford me there
23   A table spread, without my care,
24   With what the neighb'ring fields impart,
25   Whose cleanliness be all its art.
26   When of old the calf was drest
27   (Though to make an angel's feast)
28   In the plain unstudied sauce
29   Nor truffle nor morillia was;
30   Nor could the mighty patriarchs' board
31   One far-fetch'd ortolan afford.
32   Courteous Fate! then give me there
33   Only plain and wholesome fare;
34   Fruits indeed (would heaven bestow)
35   All that did in Eden grow,
36   All but the forbidden Tree
37   Would be coveted by me;
38   Grapes with juice so crowded up
39   As breaking through the native cup;
40   Figs yet growing candied o'er
41   By the sun's attracting power;
42   Cherries, with the downy peach,
43   All within my easy reach;
44   Whilst creeping near the humble ground
45   Should the strawberry be found
46   Springing wheresoe'er I stray'd
47   Through those windings and that shade.
48   For my garments: let them be
49   What may with the time agree;

50   Warm when Ph{oe}bus does retire
51   And is ill-supplied by fire:
52   But when he renews the year
53   And verdant all the fields appear,
54   Beauty every thing resumes,
55   Birds have dropp'd their winter plumes,
56   When the lily full-display'd
57   Stands in purer white array'd
58   Than that vest which heretofore
59   The luxurious monarch wore,
60   When from Salem's gates he drove
61   To the soft retreat of love,
62   Lebanon's all burnish'd house
63   And the dear Egyptian spouse.
64   Clothe me, Fate, though not so gay,
65   Clothe me light and fresh as May!
66   In the fountains let me view
67   All my habit cheap and new
68   Such as, when sweet zephyrs fly,
69   With their motions may comply,
70   Gently waving to express
71   Unaffected carelessness.
72   No perfumes have there a part
73   Borrow'd from the chemist's art,
74   But such as rise from flow'ry beds
75   Or the falling jasmine sheds!
76   'Twas the odour of the field
77   Esau's rural coat did yield
78   That inspir'd his father's prayer
79   For blessings of the earth and air:
80   Of gums or powders had it smelt,
81   The supplanter, then unfelt,
82   Easily had been descried
83   For one that did in tents abide,
84   For some beauteous handmaid's joy,
85   And his mother's darling boy.

86   Let me then no fragrance wear
87   But what the winds from gardens bear,
88   In such kind surprising gales
89   As gather'd from Fidentia's vales
90   All the flowers that in them grew;
91   Which intermixing as they flew
92   In wreathen garlands dropp'd again
93   On Lucullus and his men;
94   Who, cheer'd by the victorious sight,
95   Trebled numbers put to flight.
96   Let me, when I must be fine,
97   In such natural colours shine;
98   Wove and painted by the sun;
99   Whose resplendent rays to shun
100 When they do too fiercely beat
101 Let me find some close retreat
102 Where they have no passage made
103 Through those windings, and that shade.

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NOTES

Form:
mainly couplets
1.
Catharine Cavendish, Countess of Thanet, was an intimate friend of Lady Winchilsea.
29.
truffle nor morillia: fungi used as seasoning.
31.
ortolan: a species of small bird of the finch family, highly esteemed for its delicate flavour.
56-61.
"Josephus says that every Monday Solomon went to the house of Lebanon in an open chariot clothed in a robe most dazzling white, which makes that allusion not improper, and may give us grounds to believe that the lily mentioned by our Saviour (compared to Solomon in his glory) might really be the common white lily, although the commentators seem in doubt what flowers are truly meant by the lilies, as thinking the plain lily not gay enough for the comparison, whereas this garment is noted by Josephus to be wonderfully beautiful though only white; nor can any flower, I believe, have a greater lustre than the common white lily" (author's note). Cf. Matt. 6:28-9.
63.
The Queen of Sheba.
76-85.
Cf. Gen. 27.
81.
Jacob means in Hebrew a supplanter or usurper.
89-95.
"These circumstances are related by Plutarch in the Life of Sulla" (author's note).
The Tree

Fair tree! for thy delightful shade
2     'Tis just that some return be made;
3     Sure some return is due from me
4     To thy cool shadows, and to thee.
5     When thou to birds dost shelter give,
6     Thou music dost from them receive;
7     If travellers beneath thee stay
8     Till storms have worn themselves away,
9     That time in praising thee they spend
10   And thy protecting pow'r commend.
11   The shepherd here, from scorching freed,
12   Tunes to thy dancing leaves his reed;
13   Whilst his lov'd nymph, in thanks, bestows
14   Her flow'ry chaplets on thy boughs.
15   Shall I then only silent be,
16   And no return be made by me?
17   No; let this wish upon thee wait,
18   And still to flourish be thy fate.
19   To future ages may'st thou stand
20   Untouch'd by the rash workman's hand,
21   Till that large stock of sap is spent,
22   Which gives thy summer's ornament;
23   Till the fierce winds, that vainly strive
24   To shock thy greatness whilst alive,
25   Shall on thy lifeless hour attend,
26   Prevent the axe, and grace thy end;
27   Their scatter'd strength together call
28   And to the clouds proclaim thy fall;
29   Who then their ev'ning dews may spare
30   When thou no longer art their care,
31   But shalt, like ancient heroes, burn,
32   And some bright hearth be made thy urn.