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Chloris! yourself you so excel, When you vouchsafe to breathe my t… That, like a spirit, with this spe… Of my own teaching, I am taught. That eagle’s fate and mine are one…
The seas are quiet when the winds… So calm are we when passions are n… For then we know how vain it was t… Of fleeting things, so certain to… Clouds of affection from our young…
That which her slender waist confi… Shall now my joyful temples bind; No monarch but would give his crow… His arms might do what this has do… It was my heaven’s extremest spher…
Stay, Phoebus! stay! The world to which you fly so fast… Conveying day From us to them, can pay your hast… With no such object, not salute yo…
Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and… That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be…
It is not that I love you less Than when before your feet I lay, But to prevent the sad increase Of hopeless love, I keep away. In vain (alas!) for everything
Such moving sounds from such a car… So unconcerned herself, and we so… What art is this, that with so lit… Transports us thus, and o’er the s… The trembling strings about her fi…
The rising sun complies with our w… First gilds the clouds, then shows… At such a distance from our eyes,… He knew what harm his hasty beams… But your full majesty at once brea…
Venus her myrtle, Phoebus has her… Tea both excels, which she vouchsa… The best of Queens, and best of h… To that bold nation, which the way… To the fair region where the sun d…
Behold the brand of beauty tossed! See how the motion does dilate the… Delighted love his spoils does boa… And triumph in this game. Fire, to no place confined,
[And Death of His Highness Ensui… We must resign! Heaven his great… In storms, as loud as his immortal… His dying groans, his last breath,… And trees uncut fall for his funer…
What fruits they have, and how hea… Upon those late-discovered isles. Aid me, Bellona, while the dreadf… Betwixt a nation and two whales I… Seas stained with gore I sing, ad…
Phyllis! why should we delay Pleasures shorter than the day? Can we (which we never can) Stretch our lives beyond their spa… Beauty like a shadow flies,
Had Sacharissa lived when mortals… Choice of their deities, this sacr… Had held an alter to her power, th… The peace and glory which these al… Embroidered so with flowers where…
Why came I so untimely forth Into a world which, wanting thee, Could entertain us with no worth Or shadow of felicity? That time should me so far remove