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Page 419 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Page 326 - It lies not in our power to love or hate, For will in us is overrul'd by fate. When two are stript long ere the course begin, We wish that one should lose, the other win ; And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots, like in each respect : The reason no man knows ; let it suffice, What we behold is censur'd by our eyes.
Page 329 - Are of like worth. Then treasure is abus'd, When misers keep it : being put to loan, In time it will return us two for one. Rich robes themselves and others do adorn ; Neither themselves nor others, if not worn. Who builds a palace, and rams up the gate, Shall see it ruinous and desolate : 240 Ah, simple Hero, learn thyself to cherish ! Lone women, like to empty houses, perish.
Page 341 - Yet as she went, full often look'd behind, And many poor excuses did she find To linger by the way, and once she stay'd, And would have turn'd again, but was afraid, In offering parley, to be counted light.
Page 403 - Love calls to war ; Sighs his alarms, Lips his swords are, The field his arms.
Page 326 - Venus' glass. There might you see the gods in sundry shapes, Committing heady riots, incest, rapes: For know, that underneath this radiant...
Page 322 - She ware no gloves ; for neither sun nor wind Would burn or parch her hands, but, to her mind, Or warm or cool them, for they took delight To play upon those hands, they were so white.
Page 342 - Look how their hands, so were their hearts united, And what he did, she wi'llingly requited. (Sweet are the kisses, the embracements sweet, When like desires and...