#English #XVIICentury
Twas not for some calm blessing to… Thou didst thy polish’d hands in s… It were no blessing thus obtain’d; Thou rather would’st a curse have… Then let thy warm driven snow be e…
Amarantha sweet and fair Ah braid no more that shining hair… As my curious hand or eye Hovering round thee let it fly. Let it fly as unconfin’d
Chloe, behold! againe I bowe: Againe possest, againe I woe; From my heat hath taken fire Damas, noble youth, and fries, Gazing with one of mine eyes,
Hearke, reader! wilt be learn’d it… A gen’rall in a gowne? Strike a league with arts and scar… And snatch from each a crowne? II
Sweet serene skye—like Flower, Haste to adorn her Bower: From thy long clowdy bed, Shoot forth thy damaske head. II.
THEOPHILE BEING DENY… TURNED THE AFFRONT T… Si Jaques, le Roy du scavior, Ne trouue bon de me voir, Voila la cause infallible!
WHEN I by thy faire shape did sw… And mingled with each Vowe a tear… I lov’d, I lov’d thee best, I swore as I profest ; For all the while you lasted warme…
MAR. LIB. IV. EP. 33. Et latet et lucet, Phaetontide co… Ut videatur apis nectare clausa su… Sic modo, quae fuerat vita contemp… Funeribus facta est jam preciosa s…
CHA. W. W. Charon! thou slave! thou fo… CHA. A slave! a fool! what trai… W. Come bring thy boat. CH… CHA. The blest will disagree, a…
Upon a day, when the Dog-star Unto the world proclaim’d a war, And poyson bark’d from black throa… And from his jaws infection shot, Under a deadly hen-bane shade
What means this stately tablature, The ballance of thy streins, Which seems, in stead of sifting p… T’ extend and rack thy veins? Thy Odes first their own harmony…
IN RUFUM. CATUL. EP. 64. Noli admirari, quare tibi foemina… Rufe, velit tenerum supposuisse fe… Non ullam rarae labefactes munere… Aut pellucidulis deliciis lapidis.
That frantick errour I adore, And am confirm’d the earth turns r… Now satisfied o’re and o’re, As rowling waves, so flowes the gr… And as her neighbour reels the sho…
FLORIDI. DE EBRIOSO. Phoebus me in somnis vetuit potare… Pareo praeceptis: tunc bibo cum vi… OF A DRUNKARD. Phoebus asleep forbad me wine to t…
AH Lucasta, why so Bright! Spread with early streaked light! If still vailed from our sight, What is’t but eternall night? II