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Dull as I was, to think that a co… Presum’d so neer her eye; When ’twas th’ industrious bee Mistook her glorious face for para… To summe up all his chymistry of s…
And why an honour’d ragged shirt,… Like tatter’d ensigns, all its bod… Should it be swathed in a vest so… It were enough to set the child on… Dishevell’d queen[s] should strip…
I cannot tell, who loves the skele… Of a poor marmoset; nought but boa… Give me a nakednesse, with her clo… II. Such, whose white-sattin upper coa…
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
Lucasta. TELL me, ALEXIS, what this pa… That so like dying is, but is not… Alexis. It is a swounding for a while from…
When Love with unconfinèd wings Hovers within my Gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the Grates; When I lie tangled in her hair,
I’ th’ autumn of a summer’s day, When all the winds got leave to pl… LUCASTA, that fair ship, is lan… And from its crust this almond bla… II.
When love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates; And my divine ALTHEA brings To whisper at the grates; When I lye tangled in her haire,
It was Amyntor’s Grove, that Chl… For ever ecchoes, and her glories; Chloris, the gentlest sheapherdess… That ever lawnes and lambes did bl… Her breath, like to the whispering…
AUSONIUS EPIG. Emptis quod libris tibi bibliothec… Doctum et grammaticum te, philomus… Quinetiam cytharas, chordas et bar… Mercator hodie, cras citharoedus,…
Now fie upon that everlasting life… She hates! Ah me! It makes me m… As if love fir’d his torch at a mo… Or with his joyes e’re crown’d the… Oh, let me live and shout, when I…
“Come, pretty birds, present your… And learn to chaunt a goddess prai… Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be Employ’d to serve her deity: And warble forth, ye virgins nine,
Cold as the breath of winds that b… To silver shot descending snow, Lucasta sighed, when she did close The world in frosty chains! And then a frown to rubies froze
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…
See! what a clouded majesty, and e… Whose glory through their mist dot… See! what an humble bravery doth s… And griefe triumphant breaking thr… How it commands the face! so sweet…