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Page 3 - an ycie creame Upon the silver lake or chrystall streame: But the warme sunne thawes the benummed earth, And makes it tender; gives a sacred birth To the dead swallow ; wakes in hollow tree The drowzie cuckow and the humble-bee. Now doe a quire of chirping minstrels bring, In tryumph to the world, the youthfull Spring:
Page 21 - INGRATEFULL BEAUTY THREATNED. KNOW, Celia, (since thou art so proud,) 'Twas I that gave thee thy renowne. Thou had'st, in the forgotten crowd Of common beauties, liv'd unknowne. Had not my verse exhal'd thy name, That killing power is none of thine, I gave it to thy
Page 58 - RED AND WHITE ROSES. • READE in these Roses the sad story Of my hard fate, and your owne glory ; In the White you may discover The palenesse of a fainting lover ; In the Red, the flames still feeding On my heart with fresh wounds bleeding. The White will tell you how I languish, And the Red
Page iii - he was a person of a pleasant and facetious wit, and made many poems, (especially in the amorous way,) which, for the sharpness of the fancy, and the elegance of the language in which that fancy was spread, were at least equal, if not superior, to any of that time.
Page 69 - here the precious dust is layd, Whose purely-temper'd clay was made So fine, that it the guest betray'd. Else the soule grew so fast within, It broke the outward shell of sinne, / , And so was hatch'da cherubin. In height, it soar'd to God above; In depth, it did to knowledge move, And spread in breadth to
Page 94 - But let us, that in myrtle bowers sit Under secure shades, use the benefit Of peace and plenty, which the blessed hand Of our good King gives this obdurate land ; Let us of revels sing, and let thy breath (Which fill'd Fame's trumpet with Gustavus' death, Blowing his name to heaven) gently inspire Thy
Page v - was, that after fifty years of his life spent with less severity or exactness than it ought to have been, he died with the greatest remorse for that licence, and with the greatest manifestation of Christianity that his best friends could desire.
Page 19 - inconstancie. A fayrer hand than thine shall cure That heart, which thy false oathes did wound; And to my soule, a soule more pure Than thine, shall by Love's hand be bound, And both with equall glory crown'd. Then
Page 89 - uses, frame, Grave homilies, and lectures ; but the flame Of thy brave soule, that shot such heat and light, As burnt our earth, and made our darknesse bright, Committed holy rapes upon the will, Did through the eye the melting heart