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Rouse up thy self, my gentle Muse… Though now our green conceits be g… And yet once more do not refuse To take thy Phrygian Harp, and pl… In honour of this chearful Day.
Silence (in truth) would speak my… For, deepest wounds can least thei… Yet, let me borrow from mine own u… But time to bid him, whom I lov’d… O my unhappy lines! you that befor…
Quivering fears, Heart-tearing ca… Anxious sighs, Untimely tears, Fly, fly to Courts, Fly to fond worldling’s sports, Where strained Sardonic smiles ar…
OH thou great Power, in whom I m… For whom I live, to whom I die, Behold me through thy beams of lov… Whilest on this Couch of tears I… And Cleanse my sordid soul within…
Ho. Noble, lovely, vertuous Creat… Purposely so fram’d by Nature To enthral your servants wits. Wo. Time must now unite our heart… Not for any more deserts,
My soul exalt the Lord with Hymns… O Lord my God, how boundless is t… Whose Throne of State is cloath’d… And round about hast rob’d thy sel… Who like a curtain hast the Heave…
Quivering fears, heart-tearing car… Anxious sighs, untimely tears, Fly, fly to courts, Fly to fond worldling’s sports, Where strained sardonic smiles are…
You that on Stars do look, Arrest not there your sight, Though Natures fairest Book, And signed with propitious light; Our Blessing now is more Divine,
My soul, exalt the Lord with hymn… O Lord my God, how boundless is t… Whose throne of state is cloath’d… And round about hast robed thyself… Who like a curtain hast the heaven…
And now all Nature seem’d in love… The lusty sap began to move; New juice did stir th’embracing V… And Birds had drawn their Valenti… The jealous Trout, that low did l…
Dazled thus with height of place, Whilst our Hopes our wits Beguile… No man marks the narrow space ‘Twixt a Prison and a Smile. Then since Fortunes favours fade,
O Faithless World, & thy more… The true Shop of variety, where s… And feavers of desire, and pangs o… Why, was she born to please, or I… Suffering her Eyes to govern my d…
Untimely Feaver, rude insulting g… How didst thou with such unharmoni… Dare to distune his well-composed… Whose heart so just and noble stro… What if his Youth and Spirits wel…
Who would have thought, there coul… Such joy in tears, wept for our si… Mine eyes have seen, my heart hath… The most and best of earthly joyes… The sweets of love, and being lov’…
Soul. Whilst my Souls eye beheld no lig… But what stream’d from thy graciou… To me the worlds greatest King, Seem’d but some little vulgar thin…