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Forbear, thou great good husband,… A little respite from thy flood of… Thou, thine own horse and cart und… Thy spacious tent, fan thy prodigi… Down with thy double load of that…
Strive not, vain lover, to be fine… Thy silk’s the silk-worm’s, and no… You lessen to a fly your mistriss’… To think it may be in a cobweb cau… What, though her thin transparent…
Sir, your sad absence I complain,… Her long-hid spring, that gave her… Who now her cheerful aromatick hea… Shrinks in her cold and dismal wid… Whilst the false sun her lover dot…
Depose your finger of that Ring, And Crowne mine with’t awhile Now I restor’t.—Pray, do’s it bri… Back with it more of soile? Or shines it not as innocent,
To the richest Treasury That e’er fill’d ambitious eye; To the faire bright Magazin Hath impoverisht Love’s Queen; To th’ Exchequer of all honour
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…
Amarantha sweet and fair Ah braid no more that shining hair… As my curious hand or eye Hovering round thee let it fly. Let it fly as unconfin’d
IN RUFUM. CATUL. EP. 64. Noli admirari, quare tibi foemina… Rufe, velit tenerum supposuisse fe… Non ullam rarae labefactes munere… Aut pellucidulis deliciis lapidis.
AUSONIUS. Vane, quid affectas faciem mihi po… Ignotamque oculis solicitare manu? Aeris et venti sum filia, mater in… Indicii, vocemque sine mente gero.
THOU snowy Farme with thy five… Tell thy white Mistris here was o… That call’d to pay his dayly Rent… But she agathering Flowr’s and He… And thou left voyd to rude Posses…
Introth, I do my self perswade, That the wilde boy is grown a man, And all his childishnesse off laid… E’re since LUCASTA did his fir… H’ has left his apish jigs,
With that delight the Royal capti… Before the throne, to breath his f… To tel his last tale, and so end w… Which gladly he esteemes a benefit… When the brave victor, at his grea…
Forbear this liquid fire, Fly, It is more fatal then the dry, That singly, but embracing, wounds… And this at once both burns and dr… II.
A LA CHABOT. Object adorable et charmant! Mes souspirs et mes pleurs tesmoig… Mais mon respect m’empeche de parl… Ah! que peine dissimuler!
ITEM. Ictu non potuit primo Cato solver… Defecit tanto vulnere victa manus: Altius inseruit digitos, qua spiri… Exiret, magnum dextera fecit iter.