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I'layford (John). Select 'y™ bS-VW. °Cowo°e/'by 

■rhtee voyces t to the H. Lowes, 

J. Wilson, C. Webb, Gentlemen ... to 

W. Lawes, N. L a n e a r e , • ^ And other Ex- 

his late Majesty in his Public < ' Godbid for J. Playford ; 

cellent Masters of Mtisick J' o g u e s To Shig to 

London, 1659.— Select gj by Mr. Henry Lawes 

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Ptefnee by John n.yfotb). London, .'f; .^nl" 

Playford. 1669.-C h o i c e A V/ « ^ ^ ggi^^y Most of the 

To Sing to the ,, the Court, And at the Pubhck 

Newest .\yres, and Songs. Suny, ^ .,gjj^gn of His Majesties 
Theatres. Composed by ^^^e ^ Corrected and Enlarged. 

Musick, and others. P^e Second L I ^^7 

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named are.-. N. g ,V PMy/or,/. «. -Johnson, "'fo'"- ' 

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BoohJjJth foujid fufh ^emrdll rvelcome , that 
^ the ]mpve{\]on is all boiigln off\ and I am 
called upon for more ; which hath caufed me to 
Reprint it , bnl with •very large Additions 
1 haw ?iot gi^ven yon all my fiorc , but with 
goad Selcftcd only fuch Ayres and 

Oialogiies as are h^iown to be Excellent^as well 
as now moft in Reqneft ^ and thofe fo familiar 
and eafie^as are ufefnll to the leacher^and com- 
modious for the Scholar^ efpecially fuch as 
li^ve Remote from London. The Mufu f is of 
Thee Varieties , and is therefore printed dc- 
JiinB : Firfl, thofe for One Voyce, next for Two, and then thofe for Three .• 

The whole contains One hundred twenty fome choice Songs , and all (except 

•very few) of late Compofitions , In the fetting forth of which, my care, pains, 
and charge hath not been fmall, by procuring true and exaB Coppies , and dayly 
attending the overfight of the Prejfe , as no prejudice might redound either to the 
Authors or Buyer : And herein I refohe to meet with thofe Mi/lakers 
who have taken up a new (but very fond) opinion. That Mufick can- 
not as truely be Printed as Prick’d , ( and which is more ridiculous ) 
that no Choice Ayres or Songs are permitted by Authors to come 
in print, though tis well kiown that the beft Muficall Compofitions, either 
^ our owne or Strangers , have been and are tendered to the World by the 
Printers hand ■, To convince the former, and to teftife my Gratitude to thofe Ex- 
cellent Mafters, from whofi owne hands I received moft of thefe Compofitions •, 

A Faithful! Servant to all Lovers of Muftch^, 

John Piayford, 

An Alphabetical Table of the Ayres and Dialogues 

in this Book. 

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Bo$H the [met bag of a Bee 
As I tv dkt forth one Summers day 
Amor merere chcd’ amor mererc 
Amidfl the Mirtles as I roalkt 
A Wtdeiv Garland thou didfl [end 
A Lover once I dtd ej}y 
Ambittow Love [aremU 
Ask me rvhy I [end you here 


Bring back my Comfort 
Bid me but Ixve^and I rviH live 
Bright Anrelia / do owe 
By all the Glories willingly I go 
Beauty and Love once fell at odds 
Brightefljfmce your pttying eye 

Come Lovers all to me 
Catch me a Star that’ s falling 
Come noble Nymphs do not hide 
Come from the Dungeon to the Throne 
Come my Sweet while every [train 
Come Cloris leave thy wandring 
change Platonifks^ change for jhame 
Come Adonis come away 
Come lovely Phillis fince it thy will is 
Clotvi farewell I now mufigo 
C\ovii falfe love made Clora weep 
Come O come, 1 brook no fiay 
Conbelfe gella de crctczza 

Dear leave thy home and come 
Do ft fee how unregarded now 


Fuggi Fuggi da lieti amanti 
Fain would I Cloris ere I dy 
Fain would / Cloris whom my heart 
Faith be no longer coy 
From hunger and cold ^ 

Go and be[l ride the [out hern wind 
Go little winged Archer Md convey 

He that will love mufl be my Scholar 
He that loves a Rofte cheek 
How long P^all I a Martyr be 






























How cool and temp'rate am J grown 
How am I chang’d from what J was 
How happy art thou and 1 

In vain fair Cloris deftgn 
if the quick fpirit 0/ your eye 
J love thee for thy fcklencj[e 
I do confefje thou art [moot band fair 
J prethee turn that face away 
I can love for an heure 
I am confirm d a woman can 
In faith I cannot keep my [beep 
I wijh no more thou [houldfi love me 
I love a Lafs but cannot [how it 
I will not trufi thy tempting Graces 


Like Hermit poore in penfive place 
Love I mufl tell thee lie no longer 
Ladies you that [eem [0 nice and cold 
Let longing Lovers fit and pine 
Ladies fly from Loves fmooth Tales 
Lay that jullen Garland by thee 
Little love [erves my turn 
Let not thy Beuty make thee proud 


Mifiake me not^ I am as cold as hot 
Mans life is but vain-i for ’tis 

No more blind Boy, for [ee my heart 
No, no. Fair Heretic k 
No no-) I never was in love 

of thee kind Boy I itsk no Red or white 

Phyllis why jheuld we delay 

she that that loves me for my felfe 
Stay, [lay, 0 [lay-, that heart I vow _ 

See [ee-, how carelefs men are grown of late 36 
SHly heart forbear, thofe are murdering eyes 57 
Since love hath in thine and mine eye o 


Take, 0 take thofe lips away 
'Tis not i'th power for all thy [corn 
Thou art net fair for all thy Bed 
Take heed fair Cloris how you tame 




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An Alphabetical Table of the Ayres and Dialogues, 

Tt/l me not I mj time mi [pend 2 2 

love thee without flattery * o 

Tell me ye wandering S fir its of the Ayre 4 1 

Tell not I dy^ or that I live hy thee 49 

Tell me no more her eyes are like 5 7 

Tis wine that infpires ^5 

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f tclorious Beauty though your eys 20 

Vi(ftona, Victoria il micorx 


}Vake my Adonis, eio not dye 4 

why dearefi fhould you weep 6 

why fhould thou [wear I am for [worn 1 6 

Whilfl I lifien to thy voyce Cloris 2 5 

Wer't thou yet fain r then thou art 2 7 

what means this flrangenefs now 0/ late 48 
when Cjelia / intend to flatter you 5 8 

The Table of the Second Part of this Book, being Dialogues 

for Two Voyces. ' 

I Prethee keep my Sheep for me A Dialogue between Phyllis and CloriUo hy Jli,Lane 3 r ^8 

DcarSyWidilet thy know A Dialogue between Sylvia 4«</Thirfis 70 

Didyou not once Lucinda vow A Dialogue between aShepherd <^Lucinda ^^D.Colman 7 ^ 

Come my Yyzxflnsxt come away A Dialogue between Yii'phne. andSlxtf)^oti 74 

Forbear fond Swain I cannot love A Dialogue between a Shepherd and Shepherdefs 7 7 

Tell me Shepherd dofl thou love A Dialogue between a shepherd and a Nymph 77 

Shepheard in faith I cannot flay A Di logue between S trephon and Phyllis 78 

Vulcan, 0 Vulcan»?7 Love A Dialogue between Venus4W Vulcan 79 

Charon, 0 Gentle Charon* A Dialogue between Charon and Philomel 80 

Thirfis kind Swain tome near A Dialogue between Thirfis and Damon 82 

A Table of the Glees and Songs for Tvao Voyces. 

T o Bacchus we to Bacchus fing 84 

Bring out the cold Chine 86 

He that a Tinker y a T inker will be 88 

Fly Boys, fly Bvy to the Cellars bottom 90 
Seey fee the Bright Light fhine no 

Turn AmarilUs to thy Swain 1 1 2 

The Table of the Third Part of this Book , being Songs or Ballads 

for Three Voyces. 

J Wijh no more thou fhouldfi love me 
Though I am young and cannot tell 
Come Cloris hie we to the Bowers 
When Troy Town for ten years 
From the fair Livinizn [boar 
where the Bees fuck there fuck I 
when love with unconfined wings 
Do not fear to put thy feet 
In the merry Month c/ May 










0 my Clarifla thou cruel fair 
Gatneryour Rofe Buds 
fear not Dear Love that I reveal 
Fine young Folly though you were 
Sing fair Clorinda whilfl you may 
Smiths are good fellows 
Muftek thou ^een of fouls 
Now we are met lets merry be 







Cmiens Sirs, 

very openly, and cover nothing(though never fo fmall)! muft beg the Buyer to take not'cc iViar the 
Sfo Z feV 'I’f •> Errata's in the Mufick (.hereof all Book, have fome) .£ 

ry ifaiallaBd inconliderablc, that I hope I (hall need ondy to crave the J utiicious to mafid with their l4a. 

A Catalogue of M u s i c k Books fold by John ‘Playford 

at his Shop in the TempL 
Books for Vocal Musi c k 

1. Mr. Wilby’^ Madrigals of 3,4,5 afid 6 Voyces. 

2. OilandoGibon’/ 5 Parts /sr Viols /»»</Voyces. 

3 . Dr. Champian’^ Ayres for x ,2, tr 3 Voyccs. 

4. Walter PorterV firfi fet e/ Ayres 

drigals for 2, 3, 4, and 5 jjees , rvtth a Through 
Bafs ; for the Organ or 1 heorbo Lute, the Italian 
TV ay : Printed 1639. 

5. Mr . Walter Porter'> fecond Set of Pfalms or An- 
thems for two voyces to the Organ ar Theorbo- 
Lute : Prln.ed 1657. 

A/r, William Child (late Organtfl of his Afa-e- 
fiet chappel at Windlbrj his Plalms/er three voy- 
ces, after the Italian way, to be fung to the Organ, 
the which are Engraven on Copper pines : Printed 

7. Seleft Ayres and Dialogues by Dr. Wilfon, Dr. 
Golman, Mr. Hcm'f Li'NZti, and others : Reprin- 
ted witth large Additions 1659. 

Books f or Inft runiental M u s i c k. 

1. Mr. Halt Set of Fancies for Viols, containing 
6 Fanralies for two Bafs-Viols , 9 Fantazies 
for two Trebles anda Bafs , and 12 Famaziesof 
4 parts. 

2 . Court Ayres, of two parts-, Bafs Treble, Viols 

or Violins, containing 245 Ayres, Corants 
Sarabands, Cempofedby Dr. Coleman. Mr. Wil- 
liam Livves, sj\tr. John Jenkins, cTfr. Ben. 
Rogers <7/ Windfor ; Mr. Chritiopher S'ympfon, 
and others : Printed 1656. 

3. A/r. Matthew Lock Little Confort 0/ Three 
parts, Pavans, Almains, Coranis W Sarabands, 
/er Two Trebles and a Bafs, for Violser Vio- 
lins : Printed 1657. 


4. Muficks Recreation on the Lyra Viol, Containing 

too LeCfons, 2'/a:..Prcludiums,Almains, Corants, 
SiVibAods-iand fever al new and pleajant for 

the Lyra Viol, with Tjirnclions for beginners : 
printed 16 56. 

S. Ayres Dialogues fet forth by Adr.U. Lawes, 
CFirft Book^ fol. Printed 1653. 
v:z^. hie Second Book^fol. Printed 1655. 

C Third Book^lol. Printed 1 6 5 S. 

9. Mr. John Gamble his frfl and fecond bookf of 
Ayres <?>/W Dialogues, firjl printed 1657, fecond 

10. A Book_of Catches and Rounds coHeRed aud pub- 
lijhed by John Hilton 1651, and now with lar^e 
additions by john Playford, newly Reprinted 1658. 

11. ImrodadioT) to the Skjll of Mufick , Vocall 
and Inftriimentall, with Inllruftions^or the Vio- 
lin,^7 J. Playtord, newly Reprinted 1658. 

1 2. The Art of T)efcant,or compefing Mulick in parts, 

. written by Dr. Champian, and enlarged by CMr.^ 
Chrirtopher Simpfon,/)nWd 1655. 

5. A Rtfoi^o/Nevv Leffons for the Cithren andGit- 
tern, containing many new and pleafant Tuves, with 
plain and eafe InJlrisRitns for Beginners thereon : 
Printed 1659. 

6 . Dancing Mafler , containing 132 Kew and 
< /jf/cf Country Dances, DireRing the Learner the 
manner how to iinderfand the feveral Figures and 
Movtmznts thereof ; Alfo the Tunes jet over each 
Dance, very ufefttl to jneh as PraRife on the Tre- 
ble Violin; In which Booh, is added 42 French 
Corants , and other Tunes to be plaid on the Treble 
Violin : printed x 6 ’)']. 

Ail forts of Rul’d Paper for Mufick ready Ruled, alfo 
Books of feveral Sizes ready bound up of very 
good Ruled Paper ; Alfo very good Inke to prick. 

Mufich^Books jljortly to come forth. 

A mofl Excellent Treatife of Mufick, Entitiiled, The Violifi. or an IntroduRion to play Divifon to aG round, 
Teaching all things neceffaiy to the Knowledge of zbeTiol, as alfo the Rudiments of Compoftion by 
a Method more flaort and calie then hath been heretofore delivered. Written by the moll Knowing 
MaHcrof that Infirnmenc, lAr.Chnfiopher Simpfon. 

Alfo a Book for the Virgtnals-, containing variety of new and choice Lefftns-, alfo Toys , andji/a , Fitted 
for the praflice of young Learners. 

A Lot/ers Melancholy Rcpofe. 


Ike Hermit poor in penlive place obfciire, I mean to fpend my days ofendlefs 

doHbt,to wail fiich woes as /./'me cannot recure, where none but /ove (hal ever find me out. And at my 

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gates, and at my gates defpalr fhal linger liil, to let in deaths to let in death when love znd fortune wil. 

Mr. Nich, Laneare, 

A Gowne of gray my body fhall attire. 

My ftaffc of broken hope whereon Tie ftay, 
Oflate repentance linkt with long defirc, 
Tlie Couch is fram’d whereon my limbi I lay, 
And at my gates, &c. 

My food (hall be of care and forrow made, 

My drink nought elfe but tears fain from mine eyesi 
And for my light in this obfeure (hade, 

The flame may ferye, **h ch from my heart arife> 
And at my gates. 

Loz>es ingratitude. 


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Ake, O take thofe lips a- 

-way, that fo fweetly were forfworn,8£ thofe ep that 

break of days, light that do miflead the morn, but mykjjfes bring again feals of love thouoh Teals 

iB vaan. 


Hide, O hide thofe Hils of Snow 
That thy frozen Blofibme bears ; 

On whofe tops the Pinks that grow. 

Are yet of thofe that April wears : 

But firfi fet my poor, heart free, 

Bound in thofe Icy Chainesby thee. 



Cupid’j vpcah^ Artillery. 

Ome Lovers all to me, and ceafe your mourning : Love hath no (hafts to {lioot,no more 


brands burning :Hc means my pains (hal you from pains deliver, for in my bred h’as emptied all his 


Quiver. Had he not been a childe he would have known, h’as loft a thoufand fervants to kill one. 

Mr. Henry Lmtes, 

Lonje preferring Virtue ahoeve Wealth. 

T=m,.efluic,fea.ute.b„tmtcK,n,=,on.l, the. (he. onl, ft=, ad«,« .o be be-lev-dofme. 




tAzjyUliam neb. 

She that loves me for no end, 

But becaufe I am her friend ; 

Never doubting my defire. 

But believ'd it facted fire,: 

She, only flic, deferves to be bclev'dofmc. 

She that loves me with refolve 
Nc’ re to alter till diflolve ; 

Slighting all things, that ftern fate 
May hereafter feem to threat : 

5hc,only (he, deferves to bebclov’d of me. 

A Jirife bclrvixt nvo Cupids reconciled. 


pretty prize fliould be, they vow’d to ask the gods : 

which hearing 

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dove-hkeeyes, and gave the Bag between them 

Mr. lienry^ La'wes. 

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Venus lamenting her lojl Adonis. 

Akcmv do not die, one life’s enough for thee and I; where are thy 

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looks, thy wiles thy feats, thy frowns, thy fmiles? a— las, in vain I call,one death hath fnatchtthem 

all^ya death's not deadly in that face.death in thofe looks uWfhath grace, '.was thisdtwas this I 

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fear'd, when th, pale ">11 appear'd, this 1 prefag'd, when thun 

dering Jove 

torethebellMirtlelntn, grove, when nayfrckrofe beds loMe^meWfronu^i^^^ 

fell, and ’cwas for fome fuch thing,my Dove firlf hung her wing. W hither art thou y ^ 

rcKtu in rcKHs there is none : in vain a godeis now am 1 5 only to grieve and not to die: but 1 vvil 




love my grief, make tears my tears relief, and forrow flaill to me a new Jdonu be : And this the 

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fates (laan’t rob me of whillf I a godefs am to grieve and not to die. 

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"To his Lo^e Anfwering No. 


Tay,ftay,0 flay, that heart, I vow 'tis mine, ravifh’d from hence by her whofe parts divine; 

words cannot fully fpeak, now feeks her cure, whofe on-ly No, fent from her lips moft pure, 


mateiiih.i ,,.nge from me, wor’s me that No, loft me that heart, aod fills its place with «o. 


0 hold it faft, T come yet let it fly, 

1 cannot move, 'tis pity both fliould dy ; 

Perhaps flic may relent, and with one yea us a fccond life, treble our blifs • 

If nor, farewell my heart, Pve pleaf'd mine eyes. 
Since thou arc loft, fees thee her facrificc. 


On his ho’ves Ahfetice, 

Ringbick my comfort and return, for well thouknow'tt that I in fuch a vigorous 


palhon burn, that mKTing thee I dye : return, return, infult no more, return, return, and me re- 

Abfence in moll, that quenches love. 
And cooles their warm delire ; 

“ The ardor of my heat improves , 

floretothofefequeftredjoys I had before. And makes theflameafpke: 

, ^ ^ ‘ The maxim theretore 1 deny, 

t-f — f tt ^»d term it though a tyranny' 

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Mr. Edward Colman, 

Beauty clouded rvith grief . 


Hy deareft (hould you weep, when I relate the fto-ry of my woe ? let not the fwarthy 


nVill of mylac'k fate' o’Lcall thy beaury fo : For each rich pearl loH on that fcore adds to mif- 

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To drown thy beauty thcie , 

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chanced wounds, and woundsyour fervantmore. Th« 

]sU, Edward 

On ho’ves Artillery. 

voyd place for an-other dart; and a— lis that conqueft gains fmalfprayfe, that on-ly brings a- 

way a tame and un-refifting prey : behold a noble Foe all arm’d, defires thy weak Ar-til-lc— ry , 

that hath thy bow and quiver charm d , a Rebell Beauty conqu’ring thee ; if thou dar’ft e-quiII 


combate try, wound her, for ’tis for her I dye. 

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Mr. ]eremy SavU. 

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On the Vicijfitndes of Lo>ve. 

E thac will not love, muft be my Scholar, and learn this ot me, there be in 

love as many fears as the Summer corn hath ears ; fighs, and fobs, and troubles more than the 

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ri,ou know bokdos all thafo, how hard a Woman '.aato pl cafc? bo w hlghnae'af .ia’dwhole worth s 

Lcfmall?' liule thou'lt love, or^noughc at all . 

with all your arts^you never hold but willing heartsjmen are too wile grown to expire with broken 


lafts, and painted fire. 

The Lady Veerings 




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And if among a thoufand Swains 
Someone of Love, or Fate complains; 

And all the ftars in heav’n defie, 

With Cloro’s lip, or CelinCs eye : 

’Tis not their love the Youth would chufc, 
But the glory torefufci 

Then wifely make your prize of thofe 
Want wit, or courage to oppofe ; 

But tempt me not that can d'ifcover 
What will redeem the fondell Lover : 
And flie the lift, left it appear 
Your pow’r is meafur’d by our fear. 


So the rude wave fccurely (bocki 
The yeelding Bark, but the ft iff rocks 
If it atempt, how foon again 
Broke and diffolv'd it fills the Main : 
It foams and roars , but we deride 
Alike its weaknefs, and its pride. 


Conjtancy in hove* 

Is not ith’ pow’r of all thy fcornor un-releining hate, to quench my 

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Hames,OE nvike them burn vvuh heat more temperate; ftilldo I ftruggle with delpair, and ever 


court difdain j and though you ne’r prove lefte fevere, He dote up-on my pain, 


Yet meaner beauties cannot clalme 
In Love this tyranny, 

They muft pretend an equall flame. 
Or clfc our paflions die : 

You fairc Clarinda you alone 
Ate priz'd at fuch a rate, 

To have a Votary of one 
Whom you do reprobate. 

Mr, Henry Larpes- 

On Inconflancy 

make me not, I am as cold as hot : Miftake me not, I am as cold as hot : 


Although my tongue betray my heart ore’night, ere morn, ere morn, ere 

morn I’m alter’d quite. 

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, III Pciliaps in left, 1 faid I Iqv d thee beft , 

n. Sometime I burn, and ftraight to Ice 1 turn, ■ then what net long before 

Thet's nothing founconftant as my mmd, ^ ^ ^ to twenty «<*«■ 

IchangT-^ with every wind. 

IV. Tl’cn prethee fee, thou giv’ft no 1’“'^ i 

For when I cannot keep my word a day, trtver. 

Wlm hope h^dfttlou to flay. 


On I! 'omens Inconjlnury. 

creature for to die; Stop with thy hand the Current of the Seas, Peircethe eatthsCenter 


to th’ Antipodies; Caufe Time return, and call back Ycherday, Cloath ]a-r.H-a-ry like the 

. moneth of May^ Weigh me an ounce of Flame, Blow back the wind; Then hart thou found 

Faith in a Womans mind. 


John Pleyford. 

A Refolution not to Loi/e. 

Ove I inuft tell thee, He no longer be a Viftlve to thy beardlefs Deitie ; 

nor fliall this heart of mine, now ’tis return’d, be offer’d at thy (brine, or at thy Altar 

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burn’d. Love like Religions made an Ayrie name , to awe thofe fouls whom want of 



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wit makes tame. 


John T lay ford. 

Ther's no fuch thing as Quiver, Shaft, or Bow, 

Nor do’s Love wound, but we Imagine fo : 

Or if it do’s perplex and grieve the mind, 

’Tis the poor mafeuline lea : women no forrow hnd. 

’Tis not our parts or perfon that can move um, ^ 

Nor is’c mens worth, but wealth, makes women love um. 


Reafonhenceforth,not Love,(ball be my guide, 
Our fellow Creatures flaan’t be deihde : 

He now a Rebell be, and fo pull down 
Th"i dillaff. Hierarchy and females anc. dcrown. 
In rhefe imbridlcd times who will notllrive 
To free his neck from all prerogative. 


A F or fak^n Lowers Cowpfai/it. 

a pleafai 


It Bower 


I efpide 

(landing (aft 

by a river fide; and in’t a Maiden I heard cry, 


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Alas! Alas! ther’s 

none e’re lov’d as 


Mr. Robert Johnfeiu 


Then round the medow did fhe walk, 

Catching each flower by the ftalk ; 

Such flowers as in the medow grew. 

The Dead-mAhs Thumb-, an Hearb all blew. 

And as (he pull’d them, flill cry’d iTe, ’ 
Alas ! Alas ! none e’re lov’d like me. 


The Flowers of the fwcetefl fents 
She bound about with knotty Behts, 

And as flie bound them up in Bands 
She wept, flie fighe’d and wrung her hands, 
Alas! Alas! Alas! cry’d (lie, 

Alas ! none was e're lov’d like me. 


when (be had fill’d her Apron full 
Of luch green things as flae could cull, 

The green leaves ferv’d her for a Bed 
i he Flowers were the Pillow for her head : 
Then down (be laid, ne’r more did fpeak • 
Aus ! Alas ! with Love her heart did break. 



At a MafqHey to invite the Ladies to Dance. 


Ome come noble Nymphs 

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If not to 

mingle with us n 

aen,what make you 

here ? go home a- 

gen. You 

r drefliriCTs do confefs 

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by what w< 


: fee, fo curious parts of 

Pallas-) znd Arack«e 

s Arts, that you coul 

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d mean no lefe 


j Mr. WUli^nt Wdb. 

Why do you were the Silk-vvorms toyls > 

Or glory in the Shel-fifh fpoils ? 

Or Urive to (View the grains of Ore 
That you have gathered long before ? 

Whereof to make a Stock 
To oraff the greener Emrauld on , 

Or any better water’d Srone , 

Or Ruby of the Rock . 


Why do you fmell of Anaber-greece , 

Whereof was formed Neptnnes Neece , 

The Qiieen of Love ? unlefle you can 
Like Sea-born-r^««J5 love a man ? 

Try, put your fclves unto’t : 

Your Looks, and Smiles, and Thoughts that meet; 
Ambrofian-hands, and Silver-feet) 

Do promlfe you will do’t. 

An Italian Ay re. 

emj)ia dona caglon de-yt-an-U, 

Che noHglayer ejfere Crnde/e ma per ejfere ingrata & infdele egnl core tha ni horrore,f>tggl,fMggt^ 

; fa=±:± : 

fuggh rhe chitt mit 

'a perche vivi pe-ange 

e fos ptra. 

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Fugghfugg h fugghf allace fera 
Frede in female empia magera 
Che fe bene hat di donna /’ afpetto 
Difnria fin code nafcendt nel petto 
Ttitca danno tatt tnganno 

ch'ogn Hn che Cama 

11 tuo hen piangcy e il tuo mal brama. 

A French Ayre. 

tJM.or merere^che d' amor merer e-^amor merere che d' amor merere-, amor me fage-, 

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amor me Jlrugej non pos a pue, non pos a ptie. 

Loves Scrutiny. 

Hy fhouldft thou fwear I am forfworn/ince thine I vow’d to be? Ladyic 

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is already morn, it was lati night I fwore to thee, this fond impof-li-bi-li-tie* Mr. He»ry Lams. 





Have I not lov’d thee much and long, 

A tedious twelve houres fpace? 

I ftiould all other Beauties wrong , 

And rob thee of a new imbracc, 
Shoul(l I ftih dote upon thy face. 


Hot that all Joyes in thy brown hair 
By others may be found : 

But I will fearch the black, the fair. 

Like skilfuLl Mineralillsthat found 
For treafuers in unplowed ground. 


Then if when I have lov’d Vhee round, 
Thou prove the pleafant (he, 

In fpoyle of meaner Beauties crown’d, 
1 laden will return to thee, 

Ev’n fated with varictic. 

No Beauty without Love, 

Hou art not fayre for all thy red and white, for all ihofc Rofie or-na-ments in thee. 
Hou art not fweet nor made of meer delight, nor fair, nor fweet unlcfs thou pity mee. 

1 WlU not, “TT llliuuca* / y / 

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Yet love not me, not feck thou to allure 
Mv thouehts with beauty, were it now divme; 

Thy fmilei and klffes 1 cannot mdure, 

I'lcnot be wrapt up in thofe armesof thin . 
Now (hew if thou be a woman . 

Imbracc, anikille, and love me m d.fp.te. 


DcUycs in Lo^z/e breeds Danger. 

///A., vvhyllioulcl we de-Uy, plea- fnres fliorter chan the day v Could we, 

^^>rtic^vc»e.ctc«,ftretchour lives bcyondthrecfpan, Beauty like a Shadow Byes . and. 

Youth before us dyes. 


Or would Youth and Beauty flay, 
Love ha s w mgs, and will away • 
Love ha s fwifcer wings than time, 
Change in love too oft do’s chime ; 
Cods that never change their Hate, 
Very oft their love and hate 


Phillii-, to this truth we owe 

All rhe love betwixt usnovv; 

Let not you and I require 
’V^Hiat ha’s been our part defire • 

^ what Shepherds you have (mi I’d . 

Or wuat Nymphs I have beouil’d. ' 



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On CxliaV Coymffe. 

3ovs,e’re lime fuch good-ly fruit deftroys. 


, for ever free from aged Snow ; 


Lo^^s fweet Kepdfe. 


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Midll the Mirtles as I walk, Love afiJ my Sighs' thus enter talk; Tell me faid 

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Then Fool Cfaid Love) know’ft thou not thki, 
In every thing that’s good (he is, 

In yonder Tulip go and feck, 

There thou (halt find her Lip and Check. 

In that inamcll’d Fancy by 

There ihalt thou find her curious Eye ; 

In bloom of Rofes bud 

There wave the ftreams of her bloud. 

'Tis true, faid 1, and thereupon , 

And wcntandplucktthtm one by one 
To make a part a union, 

But on a fuddain all was gone. 

At which I ftopt; faid Love, thefe bee 
Fond man,refemb]anccsofthcc ; 

For as thefe Flowers thy joy rauft dye , 
Even in the turn ng of an eye. 

And all thy hopes of her mull wither. 

As do thofe Flowers when knit together. 

A Willovp Garland fent for aNen>yeers-gift. 

Willow Garlard thou didft fend laft day perfum’d to mee, which cid but 

Since that it is, Tie tell the what. 
To morrow thou Qialt fee 
Me wear the Willow, after that 
To dye upon the tree. 

As Bcafts unto the Alter go 
With Garlands, To I 
Will with my Willow wreath alio 
Come foal*, and fweetly die. 

hiO'ves ViSiory. 

l£lortDus Beauty ! 


therefore are un— -like to boaft the ta-king 


I came alone, but yet fo arm’d 
With former love I durft have fworn 
That as that privy coat was worn, 

"Wich charadiers of beauty charm’d, 
Thereby I might have Icap’d unharm’d. 

of a lit-cle prize, do not a fingle heart defpife. 

Mr. H'llliant 


The Conque'.t in regard of me , 
Alas is fmall ! but inrefpeft 
Of her that did my Love protedf , 
Where it divulg’d, deferv’d to be 
Recorded for a Viidorie. 


But n..ith^r Ikel nor Rony bralle 
Are proofs againR thofe looks of thine, 
Nor can a beauty lefle divine, 

By any he.irtbe long poffell. 

Where you intend auinterelL 


And fuch a one as chance to view 
Her lovely face, perhaps may flay , 
Though you have Role my heart away ; 
If all your fervants prove not true , 
May tieal a heart or two from you. 

held out thrice, do not think but in a trice one gm: other may entice, and at laft by fome dea,-ice 




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Mr. Henry Lawes. 

fee your 

’■honours at a price. 


You whofe fmooth and dainty skin, 
Rofie lips’, or cheeks, or chin , 

All that gaze upon you win ; 

Yet inluit not, Iparks within. 
Slowly burn ere flames begin. 

And prefumption flill hath bin 
Held a mofl notorious fin. 

I mi 

The Citrekfs Leavers K efoluiion. 

lit and pine, and the forfaken Willow wear, Lotefliil 

no: blali this heart of mine, with lin^’ring hope or killing fear : Ilenever love till I enjoy, or lofe 

my time on her that’s coy. 

Mr. HcKr)/ Lnwes. 


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If Ladies call us to the field, 

And all their Colours there difplay, 
Alafle I they needs mull to us yield, 
Since we are better arm’d than they ; 
’Tis folly then to beg or whine 
Por us that are born Mafeuline. 

Then Lovers learn your ftrength to know. 
And you may overcome with cafe, 

Your enemy fights with a Bow 
That Cannot vyound, unlade you pleafe ; 
And he that pines becaule fliee’s coy, 
Wants wit, or courage, women lay. 


Ake heed fair a/»r«, how you tame (with your difdain) Ammtor's 

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A noble heart, when once defpis’d, fwelsiimo fuch a height of pride, ’twil rather burll than 

deign to be a worfklppcr of crueltie. 


You may ufc common (hepherdsfo. 
My flames »t laft to ftoims will grow 
And blow fuch fcorn upon thy pride 
Will blall all I have mjgnifi’d: * 
You arc not fair when Love you lack. 
Ingratitude makes all things black. 



O do not for a flock of fliecp, 

A golden fliowre when at you fleepj 
Or for the talct ambiilon tells, 
h'oifakc the boufc where honor dwcls. 
In D.mpns palace you^l ne’r flilnc 
So bright as io thefe armes of mmc. 

Mr. 'Henry Littve:. 

I mi nifi 

Lcves Fruition. 

Chlo-ris one-ly love me. 


Mr. Henry Lams. 

Tell me not others flocks are full, 

Mine poor, let them defpife me 
That more abound svith Milkjan J Wool, 
So Chlorls only prize me. 

For pity thou that wifer art, 

Whofe thoughts lies wide of mine ; 

Let me alone with my one heart. 

And rie ne’r envy thine. 

Try other eafier cares with thefe 
Unappertaioing Stories ; 

He never feels the Worlds difeafe , 
That cates not for her Glories. 

Nor blame whoever blames my wit, 
That feek’s no higher prize 
Then in unenvy ’d Shades to fit. 

And fing of ChlorU Eyes. 

Foves Drollery, 

Love thee for ihy Ficklenefs, and great Inconflancy ; for bad’fi thou be«^a 

.intLals, then’ii ne’r lov’dr^. 



Mr. Henry Lavee^ 

1 love thee for thy VVantorefl'e, 

And forthy Drollerie; 

For if thou had’d not lov d to fport. 
Then thou had’d nc’re lov’d mee. 

.] love thee for thy poverty, 

And for thy want of Coyne ; 

For if thou hadd been worth a Groat, 

Then thott had’d ne’r been mine. 

1 love thee for thy Uglyneflc, 
Andforthy fookrie; 

For if thou had'd been tair or wile. 
Then thou had’d ne’r lov’d mee. 

Then let me have thy heart a while, 
Aodtbou dialt have my mony ; 
lie part with all the wealth 1 have, 

T’enjoy aLafsf®B9nny. 

Difdain retnrvccl. 

or a Corall lip jclniires ; or from 

Star-like eyes doth feek fu-el to maintain his fires, as old Time makes thefe de-cay, fohisflames 

muft vvafle a-vvay. 


But a fmooth and fiedfall mind, 
♦ientle thoughts, and calm defires, 
Hearts with eqaall love combin’d. 
Kindle never-dying fires : 

Where thefe are not, I defpjfe 
Lovely Checks,or Lips or Eyes. 


Calm, now no tears can win 
My refolv’d heart to return ; 

I hare fearch d thy foul within, 

And find nought btit pride and fcorn ; 
I have learn d thole Arts, and now 
Can difdain as much as thou. 

Ear, leave ihy home, and come wiih mce, that fcorn the world for love ofihee. 


^ Here we will l..e within this Park, a Court o'? jo, a^d pleafure. Atk 

Mr. Henry Lawn, 


"to his F or faken Mifirejje. 

Do confcfs th’art fmooih and fair, and I might ha’ gon nccr to 

lovethec, had I not found the fleightertprav’r that lip could move, hadpow’r to move thee. 

I do confefs th’art fvvect, yet find 
Thee fiich an Unthrifc of thy Sweets; 

Ti)V favours are but like the wind. 

Which kiiTeth cv’ry thing it meets : 

And hnee thou canlf with more than one , 
Th’art worthy to be kifs d by none. 


The morning Rofe that untoutch’d (lands , 
Arm’d with her briars, how IwKt fh^e Imels . 
But pluck’d, and flrain’d through ruder hands , 
Her Tweets no longer with her dwels ; 

But Sent and Beauty both are gone , 

A „A T ,.,vps fall from her one by one. 


Such Fate e’re long will thee betide, 
When thou hall handled been a while , 
With fear Flow’rs to be throvy n alide ; 
And I fliall figh when fome will fmile, 
To fee thy love to ev’ry one 

w^rhbrouehtthectobclovdby none. 

lo a Lady 

peace, or finging dye, that together thou and I toh 

cay n may go ; for all we know of what the blclTcd do above. 

is that they ling, and that they love, 

Mr, Henry Larvcf, 

On a Bleeding Leaver*. 

»uh bidding h„„ „^d b, ^ 

great’s his pain, that lives in love, and loves in vain. 

Mr. Henry Larva . 


Can there (fays he ; no curr be found 

Then let me dye, which Me indurc. 
Since (he wants charity to cure 


V , “I- 

Vet iCt her one day feel tbc pain. 

To wirti (be had cur’d, and wifli in vain i 
rot wither’d checks may chance recover 
Some fpatks af love, but not a Lover. 


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In^o Sotigs in the PUy of The Royal Slave. 

Ome from tke Dungeon to the Throne, to be a King, and ftraight be none: 


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Reign then a while, that thou mayft be fitter to fallby majcflie : So Bealis for facrifice we 

feed, firft they arc crown’d, and then they bleed, they bleed 

Mr. Henr/ Lma. 

Love and Mnfick. 

Ome iny Sweet^whlleftTvTy Strain mIs our Souls in-to the Ear^where the greedy 

liftnlng fain would turn in--to 

the found they hear ; left in dcfire to fill the quire, themfelvcs they 

A Kefolution in choice of a Mijireffe, 

Ere thou yet fairer then thou arc, whichlics not in the pow’rof Art • 



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thrown at 


I would not call a Thought at the 

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Mr. Henry Lavnes, 


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I’de rather marry a difeafe, 

Then court the thing I cannot pleafe : 
She that would cherilh my defires 
Muft court my flames with equall fires : 
What pleafure is there in a Kifs 
To him that doubt s the Heart’s not his ? 


IloYcthecnot ’caufe thou art fair, 

Softer than down , fmoother than air ; 
Not fo^ the that do lye 
In either corner of thine Eye : 

Would you then know what it might be ? 
Tis I loTc you 'caufe you love me. 


Inconjiancy in Loz'e. 

O love thee without Flattery were a Sin> fincc thou arc all Inconftan- 

cy within ; thy Heart is govern’d onely by thine Eyes , the Neweft obje£l is thy Richeft prize : 


Love mee then juft as I love thee, that’s till a fairer I can ke. 

Mr. Henry LAteei. 


My thoughts are now at liberty, and can 
Love all that’s fair, as you can all that s man , 
I never will hereafter think it ftrange 
To fee thee pleafe thy Appetite with change ; 
No 1 love me julf as 1 love thee. 

That’s till a fairer I can fee. 


I hate this conflant doting ori a Face, 
Content ne’re dwelt a Week in any place ; 
Why then Ibould you and I love one another 
Lon'^er then we can be concent together ? 
Love mee then jull as I love thee, 

That’s till a fairer I caa fee. 

DiJ CON tent. 


Pfcthce turn that Face away, whole IplenJor but beni-’lits the day ; 



fad Eyes like mine, and wounded Hearts, fluin the bright rayes which Beauty darts ; Un- 


welcome is the Sun chat pries into thofe Shades where forrow lies : Go (hine on happy things. 


to me , thatblefling is a rhiferie ; whom thy fierce Sun not warms but burns, like that the 


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Dr. John fVitjph, 

ho^es Votary. 

A hctrt as foft, a heart as Vmcl, a heart as foundly free 

As in the world thou canft not find, that heart I’lc give to thee. 

Bid that heart flay, and It (hall (lay, and honour thy decree, 
Or bid it languKh quhe away and it (hall do’t for thee. 

Bid me to weep, and I will weep, while 1 hava eyes to fee. 
Or hiving none, yet 1 will keep a heart to weep for thee. 

Thou art my love,my life nay hearc,ihe very eye of mee, 
And haft command ot every part, to live and dye for thee. 

7o Aurelia. 

JurelU,! do owe all the woe I can know to thofe glorious looks alone, though 

wary harmlcfs heart, and now you glory in my fmart. 

How unjuftly you do blame 
Tnat pure flimc, 

From you canic. 

Vext with what your fclfc may burn, 

Your fcorns to tinder did it turn. 

The lead fpatke now Love can call 
That does fall 
On the fmall 

Scorcht remainder of my heart, 
Will make it burn in every part. 

Dr. olmnn. 


LoiJes r Littery . 

Adics fly from loves fmooth tale, oaths fleepc in tears do oft prevail i JIs in- 

fcfliou!,,nd ihc alt iiaflam’d with light wil blalt the fait; then Hop your eats when Lovers cty.lefl ,our 

relves weepnvhen no .oft eye ftail with a forrowlng teat repay that pity which you call away 

Mr. Htifry Lmes. 

To Chloris. 

Omc C/flw leave thy wandring (hcep, thou (halt 

creatures keep; and be the only envl'd 


Dame that moves upon this graflle frame : for ,ho« (Italt 

, ■ ’"‘I Love and I will be thy (lave 


Nymphs, Satyres, and the Sylvian Fawns. 
Shall leave the Woods and narrow Lawns 
1 o wait on Claris, and adore 
Their Cythcrca-, now no more 
The name of Clont (hall create 
A fervitude in every (late. 

j j j. Mr. Henry Lawesi 

^yonder Mlrtle grove wee’l dwell 

Wherr’l?’^'^ content then tongue can tell. 

Where hungry Moles (liall nor afrighc 
y tender Lambs or thee by night ; 

There we the wanton theeves will play, 
nd ucal each others hearts awav. 


vS" eemimg Coynef r. 

Mbicious Love, farwel; youare tocroublefomea Guefttoaffeft vvhat doth ex- 



cell ; and to be ever at a Feaft ; is not the cheapeft freeft diet, lefs in joy and lefs in quiet : 


Be proud who lift Fetters of Gold to wear , I like no tedious ceremonious cheer. 


I’le takefuchas Ifind, 

So it be good, and handfome dreft , 

Pretty, looking freely, kinde , 

To a good appetite is bell. 

If your Ufage do not pleale you. 

Change is near you Change will eafe yon : 
Tempert and Feafts the v.’ifeft difaffeft, 

Let it fuffice you find no dilrefpcft. 


Seek not the highcll place , 

The lowed commonly is moft free 
Lefs fubjedl to difgrace , 

Others eyes, or your jealoufies. 

Bold Freedome will improve your tafte , 
When awe imbitters a repaft : 

A doating fancy is a foolifti Gueft, 

The freeft welcome makes the fweeteft Feaft. 


It is not Natures way, 

She made Love no fuch bufic thing , 

She m cant it a (hort lay , 

A CommoB-Weal without a King. 

Her love on ev’ry edge doth grow. 

Her Fruits ate bell in Tafte and Shew; , 

Her Sweets extend unto themeaneftQowa, 
Often moft fair, though in a RufifecGown. 




Loves Bachinall. 


Ay that liillen Garland by thee, keep it for th’ Elizium fliades ; take my 

wreath of lufty I-vy, not of that faint Mirclc made; when I fee thy foul defeending to that cold uri 




fertile Plain of fad fools the Lake attending, thou (halt wear this Crown a-^ain. Now drink 



wine, and know the ods ’twixt that Lethe, ’twixt that Lethe, ’twixt that Lahe, and the Gods. 


Roufe chy dull and drowfie fpirits, 

Here’s the foul reviving Ifreams, 

The Ifnpid Lovers brain inherits 
Nought but vain and empty dreams. 

Think not thou thefe difmall trances. 
Which our raptures can content, 

1 he Lad that langhs, fmgs and dances, 
Shall come foonelt to his end. 

Sadneffe may fome pity move. 

Mirth arid courage, mirth and courage, 
•Mirth and courage conquers love. 

Fy then on that cloudy fore-head. 

Ope thou vainly croffed armes ; 

Thou maylt as well call back the buried 
As raife Love by fuch like charmes. 

Sacrifice a glaffe of Clarret 
To each letter.of her name • 

Gods have oft de'cended tor it, 

Mortals mull do more the fame. 

If fhc comes not at that flood. 

Sleep will Come, fleep will come, 
Sleep will come and that’s as good. 


' Flatonick^ Lcve. 

Han^e Phtonicks, change for (liame, get your felvcs a-no-iher name, 


bee, your Philo-fo-phy they fee is but Lay Hypocririe,andakindof He-re-fie. 

Dr. Gfiltftan, 


Flatontr allow’d a Kifs, 

Nor the likefantalUck blifs> 

All the day fit and Ca Goll 
With Sir Amorous La Fool; 

Ne’r dreamt of that delight 
Which a Ball prefencs at night, 

To apt you to what follows next, ) 

Only you corrupt the Text. 


Yet nauft Pinto juftifie _ 

All your wanton vanitie. 

When indeed the truth to fay, 
’Tis Opinion that doth fway. 

You aa but yet molt formerly 
What your Sex was wont to d» 
Many hundred years ago. 


Loz^e Neg/eSieel. 

Ictle love Icrves my turn, ’lis fo cn-Ba-ming, ra-ther then I will burn 
Beauty flialj court it lelfe, ’tis not worth [peaking, He no more Amorous 


I will leave gi—ming; for when 1 think iipon’t, O! ’tis fo painful, ’caufe Ladies have i 
pangs, no more heart-breaking: thofc that ne’r felt the (mart, let them go try it, I have redeem’d my 

trick, to be difdainfull. t n • 

heart now I de— fie it, more, no more, I muft give o rc; for Beauty is fo fweet, it makes me 



pine, diftr 

idis my mind, and fi 

jrfeit when I fee’t. Forgive me Love, if 

I remove in- 


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ther fphear, where I may keep a flock of flieep, and know no o-thTr care 


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Mr. Henry Lawes, 

Ldzfers IVMntonmjfe. 


Ee> fee, how caricfs men are grown of Love and Loving in our days. 

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Every ones Heart is now his ownc ; his Eyes upon no obje«ff flays, but baits a while and 

goes his ways. ^ • Ur. Henry Uwe!. 

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Shall Beauty that was wont to reign 
lln-ri vail’d in each noble breafl, 

Command by turns, or clfe in vain ; 

And by new fafhion’d minds deprefl , 
Become an Inn, and love a Gucfl. 


Sure they fuppofe her of Glaffe , 

And let her tirfl on purpofe fall, 

Then peice-meal would pick up this Made , 
That for one Beauty bow to all, 

And change ot Fetters, Preedome call. 


Though lowly minded, I will flaud 
Withl'uch for place, and at no rate 
CJivc Rebell Lovers th’upper hand* 

That every day new Lords create ; 

1 ferve a Monarch, they a State. 

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V'eniis to her Adonis. 

Oinc Jdonis, come away, wliac dillalie Could drive the hcncc, wlicrc io 


much delight doth reign, [ottingev'n the foul of Senfe ? and chough thou un-kind half prov’d. 

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flever Youth was fo belov’d: The.n lov’d Adonii-> coma away, for Fentts brooks, fo; FeitHs 

brooks not this dc— lay , for brooks not this delay. Mr. fVllllam Lawer, 

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Loaves Flattery. 

Cupid then tell me what art had thy mother, to make men love one face more thanan-other? 

Some to be tlioup,bt more wife daily endevour Men cannot tyre thtmfclvcs on your fwcec features , 
To make the World believe they can live for ever : Thcyl have variety of loving Creatures. 

Ladies believe them not, theyi but deceive you, Too much of any thing fets them a cooling, 

Forwhenthcybavcthcircndsihenthcy will leave you. Though they can never Jo’t, yet they'l be fooling. 

Mr. fy lilt. trx 



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Jnconjiancie in Women. 

Am confirm’d a woman can, love this, or that, or a----ny man; 
Thisdayher love is mclring hot, to morrow fwears (lie knows you not; 



let her but an new objeft find, and (he is of another mind : Then hang me Ladies at your 




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dore, If e*rc I dote up — on you more. 

Mr.'ffijwr^ Lower, 

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Yet flill I’lc'love the fair oneT'why ? 
For nothin® but'to pleafe mine eye; 
And fo the fat and foft skinn’d Dame 
I’le flatter, to appeafe my flame ; 

For her that’s Muficall I long, 

:» , When I am (ad to fing a Song: 
But hang me Ladies, &c. 


lie give my fancy leave to range 
Through every face to find out change : 
The black, the brown, the fair fliall be 
But objefts of varietie : 

Tie court you all to ferve my turn. 

But with fuch flames as (ball not burn : 
For hang me Ladies,' &c. 


A Loi/ers Legacy. 


Ain would I Chhrls e’re I die, bequeath you fuch a Lcgtcie, as you might 


a ggigi ii siiliteg ipfjpjlfiiiiippagig rt 

lay when I am gon, None has the like! My heart alone were the bell gift I could be- 

ftow, but that’s al-rea-dy yours you know: So that till you my Heart refigne, or fill with 

yoursthe place of mine; and by that grace my ftore renew, I (hall have nought worth si 




you, whofe Brcft has all the wealth I have, fave a faint Carcafe, and a Grave : But had las 

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Hours, they fhouldbc all and only yours. 


Lofcs hl^rtyr. 

Owlongflull I a Martyrbe to Love and Womans cru-cl-ty? Or why doth 

iE;^;|E|;;|^i;E^ E|E^|Eig|^ yi|yi^ 

fulleo Fate confine my heart to one that is not mine: had I er’e lov’d as others do, but only 

But Love, thou knowcft with what a flame 
I have ador’d my Miftrefs name: 

How I ne’r offered other fires 
But fuch as rofe from chafle defires .• 

Nor have I ere prophaned thy fltrine 
With an inconllant fickle minde,; 

Yet thou combining with my Fate, 

Hath forc’d my love and her to hate. 


0 Love I if her fuprcmacie 

Have not a greater power then thee. 
For pity fake then once be kind , 

And throw a dart to change her mind- 

1 hy deity we fliall fufpedf , 

If out reward muft benegleft. 

make her love, or let me be 


Amintor/or his Cliloris abfence. 

HU me you wan-dering fpirits ofche Air, did you not fee a Nymph 

more bright, more fair than Beauties darling, or of parts more fvveet than Uolne content? 

If fuch 

a one you meet, wait on her hourly where fo e’re Hie flies, and cry, and cry, A- 



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ntintor for her abfence dies. 


,Mr. Henry Lavees. 

You I find a fent, a blufh of her in thofe : 

Fift, fifli for Peirle, or Corall, there you’l fee 
H(w orientall all her colours bee 

CA/w;, Chlons, for that s her name for whom I d 


But flay a while, 1 have inform’d you ill, 

Co fly to Heaven, examine every Sphere, 

lf'a?v 1'"'^ 'W .hie; 

It any brighter than the Sim you fee, 
all down, fall down, and worfliip it, for that is : 


Chlorti, Chlom, 

Fall down, fall down, Qfrc. 


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LfOve in a Cahne. 

own? Beaucy and I now calmly play, whilft others burn and melt a-vvay:not 

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all ihofe wanton hours I have fpent, can rob me of this new content. Mr. Uwes. 


II. ^ , 

Loves mUls are fcattered from my light, 
Which flattered me with new delight, 
And now I fee ’tis but a face 
That Hole my heart out ot its place: 
Then Love forgive me, J’le no more 
Thine Altars or thy Shrine adore. 

Farewell to all heart-breaking eyes, 
Farewell each look that can furprize, 
Farewell thofe curls and amorous fpels, 
Farewell each place where dwels ; 

And farewell each bewitching fmilc, 

,1 mull enjoy my felfe a while. 

Lc<ves Shepherd ejfe. 


Lo<ve without Additionals. 

coming graces, black eyes, or lic-tle know nor what’s in Faces; make me but mad enough, 

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jive me good ftore of Love, for her I court, I ask no more; ’tisLove in Love that 

There’s no fuch thing as that, we Beauty call. 
It is meer couzenage all; 

For though fome long ago 

Lik’t certain colours mingled fo and fo, 

That doth not tie me now from chufin? new. 
If I a fancy take 
Too black and blew. 

That fancy doth it Beauty make. 


Tis not the meat, but tis the appetite 
Makes eating a delight ; 

And if I like one difh 

More than another, that a Phefant is : 

What in our Matches, may in us be found, 

So to the height, and nick 
We up be bound, 

No matter by what hand or trick. 

P»:ij , rw 1 1 [ [ I 

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A Fro’i.en Heart made ivatm by Lo^ve. 

O, goj and beBride the Souchera wind, fly, O forlorn! nor look be- 

hind, till thou the glazed Ocean haft part and Climes unknown to man, laid on a fnow-rais’d 


jbear the bo-fome to the freezing ait ; and if thofecoldsbe not fo great to quench, but 

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they thaw with thy 

with thy heat her far more cold difdain, apply thine own defpair and will to dyc; 

thefe con-eal’d to ftone, then will her heart and thine be one. 

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Mr. i'yti>y> 

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FdIfeLo've rcpro’ved. 

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Y all chy Glories willingly I go, yet could have wifla’d theeconfianc 


in thy love; but lince thou needs mult prove uncertain as is thy Beauty, eras the Glafs that 


i=g=;i^lE5iEEEjyEi=i ^l=l==^=^ 

fhcvvs it thee, my hopes thus foon to o-verthrow, (laows thee more fickle; but my flames by 


this arc eafier quencht than his, whom flattering fmiles betray ; 'tis tyrannous delay breeds 


all the harm, and makes^ that fire con fume, which flaould but warm. Mr. He,try Laivgt. 


Till time deflroy thole bloflomes of thy youth. 
Thou arc our Idol-worfliip , at that rate. 

But who can tell thy fate? 

And fay that when this Beauties done. 

This Lovers Torch flaall flill burn on ■ 

I could have ferv’J thee with fuch truth 
Devoureft Pilgrims to their Saints do flaow, 
'Departed long ago; 

And at this ebbing tyde. 

Have us d thee as a Bride 
Who’s only true 

Whilft you are fair, he loves himfelf, not you. 

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L,oz>es torrid Zone. 

O, no, fair Heretick, ic cannot be , but an ill love in mee, and 


worfe for thcej for were ic in my pow’r to love thee now this hour, more than I did the 


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laft, ’twould then fo fall, 1 might not love at all: Love that can flow, and can admit cn- 


True love is ftiil the fame 
The Torrid Zones, 
And thofe more frigid ones 
It muft not know : 

For love grown cold, or hoc 
Is luft and friendfliip, not 
The think we have, for that's a flame would dye, 

Hdd down, or up too high ; 

Then think I love, more than I can exprelle, 

And would know more, could I but love thee leffe. 

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To his Cliloris at Farti/i^r, 

~~Ln would”l aul whE my~hearL*dores, lon^E vEueEEve^n 

a.m= remain; bu, loc, .h e jealous morn her Ro-fiedorer to fpighr meoper, and brings" rh 


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day a-gain. Farewell, farewell, Chloris, 

^ A ' ^ "‘2h« de-parts, yet aillmy 

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woes abide. 

Dr. joh» fVUfon, 

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Hence fancy flearing Candle of the Skies, 

Ou^r eyes ar^e" 


Wherefore, O^ whe^rSTd day: 

And carry wkh th1e !n 

in*! I flfl; y H*!!! i>ni! 


Coynefs in Lo‘ve, 

Hat means this Strangeneffe now of late? fnce Time doth Truth ap- 

prove : this dilfance may confilf with State ; it cannot Hand with Love. Mr. Henry Lavris. 

’Tis either cunning or diliruft , 

That do fuch ways allow : 

The firli is bale, the lalf injuft ; 

Let neither blemifh you. 

Speak but a word, or do but caft 
One Look thatfeeiris to frown, 

I’lc give you all the love that’s paft, 
The reft (hall be mine own. 

If you intend to draw me on, 
You over adl your part: 

And if it be to have me gon. 
You need not halfc this Art. 

And fuch a faire and equall way 
On both fides none can blame. 
Since every man is bound to play 
The faireft of his Game. 

IjOve ^ pojpiji. ^ 

more thou (horfTft 

chec, m, h=«fsTooi,row to cootaln mybli&.if thouOtouldft lo,emc 










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Then ftatll t “■ = 

S .:Vo,e: anS cW to ha^ t tMb t 

fol LTfo \Z Lovo m= b«. once and Icc tnc d,. 

Such mercy more thy fame fliall raife , 

Than cruell life can yield thee pravfc; 

It fliall be counted who fo dies, 

1^0 murder, but a Ucrificc, 


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A Lo’vers Kefolution. 


Ell not I dye. or that I live by thee, and as thou points my doo.r,, 

fo it mult be: Or that my life (didtl thou but leave to love,) would like a 

at the word eftate. 

Mr. Tho. Brewer. 




And moll unmanly to enthtdl his eve J n u 5 

When Heaven and Nature owik lSv. ^ thy breA with conlhnt flames be fir’d, 

Since Womens fancies with their fafhions 'ch^oe I expefted, although defir’d: 

To love for faftiion to e.rh I ” ’ Then think me not fo fond, although I love, 

tor talhion to each face thay llrange. But as thou ftear’rt thy courfe,fo mine flial move. 


He hat hath wdalth, and can that w^ali^i for-goe, 

Is his own man, noc flave to anyivoe;* ^ 

Thus armd with refolucion, I ar^bae, ' 

Still o recommer of nay^^flinip ^ 

^ love, Ihou I can leave the ftatc, 
knows how to love, knows how to hate. 


The Frimofe. 

Sk me why I fend you here, this lirR-lin* of the Infant year? Ask me why 

I fend to you, this Primrofe all be-pearl’d with dew ?I muft whifpertoyour Earcs, the 

fweets of Love an wafli’d with tears. 

g liglipli piilPi . 

Ask me why this Rofe doth fhow 
All y;ellow, green , and fickly coo ? 

Ask me why the ftalk is weak , 

And yeeldingeach way, yet not break > 

I mull tell you , '1 hele difcover> 
What doubts and fears are in a Lover. 

CnpidV Ewhajpige 

O lire le winded Arciier and convey a fianiing dart into her h vart,then deal a- 








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wa- as loon as thou haft fee her all on fire, and left her burning inherchiftedelire. 


Thus teach her what it is to love, that fire 
When that her eyes 
Do tyrannize 
May pity me ; 

And know the flame that hath my .icart polleft 
iiy the diftemper of her fcorched breaft. 


And when flie burns if flae appeafe my flame 
With fmiles svhich fly. 

Oft as her eye. 

Lie do the fame ; 

So may we love, and burn, but rc’r expira, 
While we add fucll to each others fire. 

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Coridon to his Pliilii?. 

Ome lovely Fhiais^ \c thy will is, to crown thy Corldo» w'uU ^ j-ti . 

-Here I willhoUthee.andihosenfoldthce.lreefroiuhirniswiihlnthelearms. UuHimjLm,,. 


Sweet, fiill be fmiling, ’tis fweet beguilino- 
Of tedious hours and forrows belt exilin^; 

For if you lowre, the bankes no power ° 

Will have to bring forth any pleafanc flower; 
Your eyes not granting 
Their raies enchanting. 

Mine may raine, bur ’twere in vain. 

Thine eyes may wonder that mine afunder 
Hold r 

hold me unblam d, to be enflam'd, 

Where not to be fo, youth were rather flaam’d; 
Since that the oldeft 
That thou beholdelt 
May feele fire of loves defire. 

On Chloris atlraBi^e Beauty. 

I ^ 1 "°<v mM go, for if „;,h .h^e , h=r= do-^. 



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Fame of thy Beauty, anJ thy Vouth 
Amongft the reft me hither l„ 
i'lndi.ig this fame tall ftiort of truiir ’ 
Made me ftay longer than I though:. 

For Tm engag'd by word and oath 
A Icrrant to anothers will - 
Yet f®r ,hy love would forfJit both. 
Could 1 be furc to keep it ftill. 

But what affurance can I take. 

For this abufe, 

1- or foil c iKoic worthy Lovers fake. 

May ft leave me with fo juft excufe. 

For thou may-ft fay ^was not thy fault 

Thou wett r ^ 

il.ou weit by my example taught 

To break thy oath, to mend thy lore. 
^°yt,yrls no, I will return, 

An l burn, 

ilic diftiuft me Reprobate. 

‘bis doubt difplace 
And gam fuch truft, that 1 may «rac 
And banquet lometimes m thy face 

“'■‘‘‘e conftant mcaft at home. 


Clora fcrfa\cit^ thus complains. 

^ m, defirc, and to to his « fo much odi, as tteres 


h„, 7 that was a teo-der one. hut cowatdlfeto fpate ,out dattftona hts t hat «s a ftone 

=rx-ls5l3C4=:^-4 mzJ 

heirt inat was a la-n ^ - 

As flie thus moiirn’d, tbe tears that fe 
Down from her love-fick cyeS) 

Did in the water drop and Iwell, 

And into bubbles rife* 

Wherein her bloubard face appears, 
Now out alas, faid flae. 

How do I melt away m tears 
For him that loves not me. 

Dr. ^ohn Wil[(^n* 

Yet as 1 leffen multiply. 

But in leffe form appears, 

Thus do I languiQa from mine eye, 

And grow new in my tears. 

Break not that Chriftall, circles me 
Sweet ftreams by yotir fair lide. 

My love perhaps may walking be, 

And I may be elpiU 

And thus in little drawn and drell 
In fad tears attire, 

May force fuch palTions from his brcfl, 

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Reciprocal Lo<z/e. 


Love 3 Lafle, but cannot fliow it, I keep a fire that burns vvith-in, 

Some gentle courteous winde betray me, 
A figh by vvifpering in her ear, 

Or let tome pitious (bower convey me, 
By dropping on her bread a tear. 

Or two, or more; the harded flinr, 
By often drops receives a dint. 


Shall I then vex my heart and rend it, 

That is already too too weak ; 

No, no, they fay. Lovers may fend it. 

By writing what they cannot fpcak : 

Go then my Mnfe, and let this verfe 
Bring back my Life, or elfe my Hearfe, 



On Lo’ves deceitful Char we s. 

Will nottruft thy tempting graces, 


nor pris'nerbeto 

thy imbraces, or fet-ter’d in thine arms:No Cr/M,no,not all thy art can wound or captivate my heart. 


III. yix.^erewy SavUL 

I will not gaze upon tViine eyes, 

Noi wanton with thy hairc. 

Left thofc fhould burn me by furprlzc. 

Or thefc my foul infnare : 

Nor with thofe fmiling dangers play> 
Or fool my liberty away. 

Since then my weary heart Is free. 

And unconfin’d as thine; 

If thou would’ft mine (hould captive be. 
Thou muft thine ownrefigne .* 

And Gratitude (hall thus move more 
Than Love or Beauty could before. 

Beauty a fading Ornament. 

Et not thy Beau- ty make thee proud, though Prin-ces do a- 

Nor be not ftiy to that degree 

Thy friends may hardly know thee. 
Nor yet fo coming, or fo free, 

That every fly niay blow thee ; 

A ftatc in every Princely brow. 

As decent is requir’d. 

Much more in thine, to whom they bow 
By Beauties lightnings fil’d- 

yet a flate fo fwectly mixt 
JVith an attraaive mildnefs ; 
ly like Vertue fit betwixt 
rhe cxcrcams of pride and vilcncls. 
r every eye that fees thy face 
Will in thy Beauty glory, 
every tongue that wags will grace 
rhy vertue with a Roiy, 


Beauty in Eclipfe. 

For if ’ewere fo, how could ic be, they could be thus eclips’d to me? 

i/lt.H'ilIiam Latfet, 


Tell me no more her Breads do grow 
Like riling Hills of melring Snow; 
For if ’twere fo, hojw could they lye 
So near the Sun-fliine of her eye ? 

No', fay her Eyes Portenders are 
Of mine, or fome blazing flarre, 

Elfe would I feel from that fair fire 
Some heat to cheiifh my defire. 

Tell me no more the reftlefs Spheares 
Compar’d to her voyce, fright our ears ; 
For if 'twere fo, how then could death ’ 
Dwell with fuch difeord in her breath ? 

Say that her Breafls, though cold as Snow, 
Are hard as Marble, when I wooe; 

Elfe they would foften and relent 
With fighs inflamed, from me fenr. 

Say that although like to the Moon. 
She heavenly fair, yet chang’d as foon ; 
Elfe flie would conflant once remain 
Either to pity or difdain. 

That fo by one of them I might 
Be kept alive, or miirther’d quite; 
For’tis no lefs criiell there to kil’l. 
Where life doth but increafe the ill. 

Cupid cleteSieci. 

Illy Heart forbear, thofe are murd’ring Eyes, in the which I fwcar Cttpid 


^^lur-kbsn«; Se=hisQ,,l,cr, feehlsBovao fee hi, D,, O fly . ,hoo foolilh Heart. 

HSfr’o Heart and Eyea, 

Lotelies watching with hi, Bow bentVnJ to X’t " ’'r“ ‘1 n“- 2°°'' = 

For to K0»nd both Evm an^Hea ' Shoot ,ng, C«f .d Damng, and hi, BaitU 

« uotn eyes and Heart. Mortal powers cannot withfland. 

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L,o<ves Flattery. 


CdlU I in-tend to flatter you> and tell you lyes to make you 

true, I [wear there’s none fo fair, there’s none fo fair, and you beleive it too. Dr. CoIntAn. 


Oft have I matcht you with the Rofe, and faid Vv’hen I praifeyourskin I quote the wooll 

No tvvins fo like hath nature made, 

But ’tis 

Only in this, ^ 

You prick my hand and fade. 

Oft have I faid there is no pretious flone 
But may be found in yon alone j 
Though 1 
No flone efpy, ^ 

Unlefle your heart be one. 

Lo^z/es Theft. 

That Silk-worms from their Entrailes pull, 
And flaow 

That new fallen fnow, 

Is not more beautifull. 

Yet grow not proud by fuch Hyperboles 
Were you as excellent as thefe 
Whilfl I 

Before you ly, ^ 

They might be had with eafe. 

Ow am I chan'^’d from what I was be- fore I faw thofe Eyes ? I had a heart , but 



a-las, that room is fill’d with fighs.for flie that robb’d me, would not flay to let me ask her 


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why flie flol’t or beg, (he’d find fome way this theft with hers t’fupply. 

Dr. ColmAH. 

Tlius am I left to court my grief. 

Tor when life’s out of fight, 

Thrre can on earth be no relief, 
O t ought that’s true delight. 

rie therefore on fome River fide 
Wander to breath my woe, 

And ask thofe Nymphs how Hylas dy d 
That I might do fo too, 


Foiver of Lo‘Vi'. 


Ince love hath in china and mine eye kindled a holy Ramc, what ni-t^ 

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'evvere t» let ic dye, what fin to quench the fame ? The ftars that feem ex-tin5\ by day, 

difclofe their flames at night, and in a fable fenfe convey their loves in beams of liohr. 

Dr.^ohn Wil[on. 


So when the jealous Eye and Ear 
Are {but or turn’d afidc, 

Oar Tongues, our Eyes, may talk fans fear 
Of being heard or fpi’d. 

What though our Bodies cannot meet 
Loves fuels more divine; 

The fixe ftars by their twinkling greet, 
And yet they never joyn. 


Falfc Meteors that do change their place. 
Though they fhine fair' and bright; 

Yet when they covet to embrace,* 

Fall down and lofe their light. 

Thus while we fliall preferve from wafle 
The flame of our defire , 

No veftall (hall maintain more chaflc» 

Or more immortal fire. 


If thou perceive thy flame decay, 
Come light thine Eyes at mine ; 
And when I feel mine waRe away* 
ric take new fire from thiac. 

ni^ W!i^ lim 

A Motive to Love. 

A’uhbc no longer coy, but let’s enjoy what’s by the world confell, VVo- 



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Do’ll think that nature can 
For every man. 

Had (he more skill, provide 
So fair a Bride? 

Who ever had a Feaft 
For a fingle Gueft ? 

NO) without fhe did intend 
To ferve the Husband and his friend. 

To be a little nice 
Sets better price 
On Virgins, and improves 
Their Servants loves; 

But on the riper years 
It ill appears: 

After a while you’! find this true, 
I need provoking more then you. 

On Liberty. 

Ow happy’rt thou and I that never knew how to 

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here beneath, what e’rt there is above; tisli-berty, ’tis Itberiy, that e-vet, wife man loves 

Out, out upon thofeEyes, that think to murder mec, 

And he’s an Alfc beleives her fair, that is Libertv 

Ther’s nothing fvveet, thers nothing fwcet to man, but Liberty. 

Tie tye my Heart to nones nar yet confine mine . 

But /will play my Game Co well, l’le never want a p ue. 

'lis liberty, ’tis liberty, has made me now thus wife. 


Beauty and Lo've at ods. 

3 am one of the gods, and you wait on my mother; thou kaft no povv’r ore man at all, but what I 


gave to thee ; nor art thou longer fair or fweet, then men acknow ledge me. Mr. Henry Lawes. 

Away fond Boy, the* Beauty faid. 

We fee that thou art blind, 

But men have knowing eyes, and can 
My graces better find : 

Twas I bagot thee. Mortals know, 
And raird thee Blind defire ; 

1 made thy Arrows, and thy Bow, 
And Wings to kindle fire. 

Love here in anger flew away. 

And ftraight to Fulcan pray’d 

That he would tip his {hafts with fcorn, 

To punilh this proud Maid : 

So Beauiy ever fince hath bin 
But courted for an hour, 

To Jove a day is now a fin 
’Gainft Cupid and his power. 

L(n>e admits no Delay. 


h°>v .he tol bg Nighc h..h blot„d the light, ,„d Tap'’errdo'fep'p,y the day. 

To be Chafte it to be Old, 

And that foolifl, Girlc that's cold 
Is fourfeore at fifteen. 

Defires do write us green; 

And loofcr Flames our Youth uafold. 

the firft Taper’s almoft gon, 

Thy flame like that will ftraight be none , 
And I as it expire. 

Not a'ole to hold fire ; 

She lofcihTinie that lyes alone. 

Mr. Henry Larva. 
Let us chcrifti then thefe powers 
Whiles we yet may call them curs 
Then we beft fpend our Time 
When no Dull Zealous Chime 
Bat fprightfttll kiffes ftrlkc the hour,' 


For z Voc. Ti tUe and Uafs. 


J he Anglers Song, 

Ans Life is but vain, for ’ris fubjeft to pain and forrow, and fliort 

Bubble ; Tis a Hodg Podg of bufmefle, and Money and Care, and Care and Mony, and 

as a 


trouble. But we’l take no Care when the Weather proves Fair, nor will we Vex now 

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though it Rainj wee 

-I banilb all Sorrow , and Sing till to morro.v, and Angle and 

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On AttraBi*ve Beauty. 

OH fee hoiv unregarded now thac piece of Beauty pafTes ? There war* 

time when I did vow to that alone, but mark the fate of Faces; That Red and White works 

And yet the Face continues good, 

And 1 have Hill defires ; 

Am Hill thefclf-fame Flefli and Blood, 

As apt to melt, and fuffer for thofe fires .• 
Oh fome kind power unriddle where it lyes, 
Whether my Heart be faultie or her Eyes. 


She every day her man doth kill, 

• And I as often dye ; 

Neither her Power then, nor my Will 
Can queHion’d be, what is the Myfleric? 
Sure Beauties Empires, like to greater States, 
Hare certain Periods fet,and Ridden Fates. 

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Tower of Loi>e. 

Riohccrtjfmce your pitying Eye laves whom it once condemn’d to die, 

g iifeiEi^Eii| |g!gpi=p^Eli^gp 

whom lingering Time did long difmay, you. have reliev’d in this fliort day: Propitious 

gods themlelves can do no more; 'flovv to Deftroy, but ailiiive to retlore. 

From your Fair, but abfent Look, 

Cold Death her Pale Artilory cook ; 

Till Gentle Love that Dart liippreft, 

And Lodg’d a Milder in your breft ; 

Like Fam’d AcchillU myltick I'pear, thus you 
Both fcatter WounJs,and fcatter Ballame coo. 

Mr. J. Gwdgroome, 

The Jovial Begger. 

Rom Flungcr and Cold who liveth more free , and who fo richly 

choithedaswe? Our Bellies are full, and our Fleni it is Warm, andagiini Pride our Rags is 


4 Charm: Enough is a Fcalt to Morrotv , Let rich men take care, we feel no So r )w. 

A Proteji againji Lc<ve. 

^ O, no, I never was in Love, nor ever hope to be j I have an Art pro- 



teCts my Heart from that fond Lu 



■na-cie. And yet I know that I have feen a world of 



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Taking Faces; and fpent much tim’e in finding out their fcveral'^iSden Gracesr’~I^.7rzLZ 

This Lady for hsr pretty Shape 
I often have admir’d : 

That for her Fancy aid her Wit • 

I lometinies have defir'd. ’ 

But yet I never was in Love, 

Nor ever hope to be : 

Unlefs fomc Stronger influence 
Do draw my heart to thee. 


Phe Exceluncy of Wine. 

inlp^^and^cc he, h U.C-, , 

State ; 

Maids ne’r did approve it, becaufe thofe that In « • ^ ~ 

t t I j— ^ deipife and laugh at their hate. 

The Drinkers of Beer, 

^ D-d ne’r yet appear, 

In matters of any Weight ; 

Tis he whofe defigne, 

Is quickn’d by Wine, 

I hat raifes things to their heiofir. 

VVe then fliould it prize, vtp rr r 
For never black-E'ycs ‘ Wr. 

Made Wounds which this renU i . 
Who then doth refufc ^ ’ 

To drink of this juyee, 
s a Foe to the Common-Wcal. 

■’ S’colt* d' antore lafervl--tH viSion'a ziUorla d miocore nen La^riwar pm e fcol-t.t da- 

-mo--re U fervltn e I’col- 

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Gla Ltmploa tnol da»„l fra ftmf d,fgmrdi Con-vc/^ Bugiar-di d\- lpo-f>e glm gam,t U 

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An Italian Ayre for trro Voyces. 


ere cndeth the A y r e s for One or two Voyccs 
to the Theorbo-Lute , or BaffeViol. 


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To be Sung to the Theorhoe-Lute or Bafe-Viol. 

A Dialogue betrrixt Phillis and Clorillo. 

A. t. Vo'. Camus & tiffus. 

ThilU, . _ i rf 

Prethee keep my Gieep for me: wilt thou, tell? 

Firif, let me have a kifs of thee, and I will keep them well. If thou a while 

butt© my little Hock will look, thou Qialt have this imbroidred skiipand filver hook. 




No other favour or reward I crave, but one poor kifl'e. A kiHe thou mull not have. And why? 


Such enticements Maids mull fly: this Garland thou flialt have of Rofes and of Lil-lies. 

Nor Skrip, nor Hook, nor Garland fweeteft PhiSu, do I require, to kille thy frefh and 

4 . . ^ ^ Phillu. 

R.o-fic lip IS oncly my dcHrc, Xskc then i kiffcj 3,nd let rnsgoc> till 1 return thy 

chorus together. 

care upon my flocks bellow. Sweet fwcec is thatkifle that doth with true and jufl defire 



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Sweet fweet is that kifle chat doth with true and juft defire 


as much a-nother give, as to it felf require. 

as much a-nothcr give, as to ic felf require. 


T’ r r J , T-u ^ Dialogue hetiveen Silvia aud Thirfis. 

Tor BaU and 1 ible. Thir{i«, 

flow. Are the Kids tint us’d to play and skip fo nimbly gonaflray? Are C/om flowers 










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more frefli and green ? Or is fome other Nimph made Queen ? ThirJ^s- do’ll thou 

think that. I can grieve for this, when rhou art by? What is it then ? My father 

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bids that I no longer feed my Kids 'with thine but CorUo»s, and wear none but his 

Garlands onmyhalre. 

Why fo ? Why fo my Silvia ? Wil 1 he keep thy flocks more 

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fafc when thou do’it fleep? Will the Nimphs envy more thy praife, when chanc-d 



with his round delays? noTkirfs, I my Hocks muft joyn with his, ’caufc cbey arc 

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more then thine. 

Fathers crucll as the Rocks, joyn not their children but their 


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Fathers crucll as the rocks.crucll as the rocks, joyn not their children but tht 


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flocks, their flocks, and cals to light his torches there, and 

flocks, their flocks, and Hyme. cals, cals to light his torches there, ind cals, and 

cals to light his torches th 

Sic, where fortune, not aftcilions cquall are. 

cals to light his torches there, where fortune, not affeaions 

equall are. 

Dr. Charlts Coleman. 


A Dialogne between a Shepherd W Lucinda. 


onepnera. A -A. « A j. liic'tndd.^ 

Id not you once Lucinda vow, you would love none but rne> 1, 
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but my mother tels me now I mnft love wealth, not thee. ’Tisnotmy fault, my (laeep arc 
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lean, or that they are fo few. Nor mine, I cannot love fo mean, fo poor a thing as you. 

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Shep. ^ ^ ^ J 

great my dower is in refpedl of thine. Ahmclahme! Ahmel Mockyoumyo i^e- . 
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ifeE EE8g i iS^i ir;i Eferi^ 

pit-ty thy hard 

ard fate. Pity> for Love is poor rcleief, is poor relief, is poor relief, Ld 

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„.h=rchure*,h«c. No. But I mulUove choc. No. Beh=.e, 



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No. Believe. No. I’le feal it wich a kifs, and give thee no more cade to grieve then 

what thou findrt in this: Tie give thee no more caiife to grieve, then what thou findfl in this. 
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iaiEasBiEigEpgilisijgl iiii 

Be witnefsthen, bewitnefs then you powers above, and by thelc ho-ly bands let it appear that 

Be witnefs then, be witnefs then you powers above, and by thefe ho-ly bands let it appear that 

trueft love grows not on wealth, 

grows not on wealth, grows not on 
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trueft love grows not on w ealth, grows noton wealth, grows not on wealth, grows not on 

wealth grows not on wealth nor lands. 

wealth -rows not on wealth nor lands. 

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A Dialogue hetrceen Daphne (t^Strephon* 

Ome my DAfhn;, conic away, we do vvalle die cridal day. Tig Strtfh»H calls, what 



would my Love? Come follow to the Mircle Grove, where {hal prepare new chaplets for thy 


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hair. Vv'ere I fhut up within a tree. I’d rend my bark to follow thee. My Shepherdefs make 


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. n^pbif. 

haf.e, the minutes Aide fo fall. In thofe cooler Andes, wiil 1 blind as C«;/^iki{re your Eye. 



In thy bofome then I’le Aray, in fuch warm rnow,who would not lofe his way> Wc’l laii^h and 

Wc’l laugh and 

leave this world behind, and gods themfcl ves that fce,Aiall envy thee and nie.but never find fuch 

leave this world behind, and gods themfelves that fee, Aiall envy thoc and me, but never find fuch 

joyes when they embrace a Di-e--ty. 

}A:.WlHl(in> Lawes, 

joyes wJien they embrace a Di-e— ty. 

J Dialogue between Shepherd and Shepherdefs. 

Shepherdess. . , ^ +. 4 .* 

Orbear fond Swain, I cannot love. I prethee fair one, tell me why 

il plSpjp=fj=i=Sgife{==|gipip;^t=l^ip 

Shcpherd-fs.' i a i A^i'epncra. 

thou art fo cold ? You do but move to take away my llber-ty. lie keep thy flieep whiUt 

I shepherd. 

Jl- -i- L ‘ Shepherdefs. 


thou lhalt play ; Delight fliall make each Moneth a Majt, Thole pleafant are unthrifty hours. 




Thou lhalt have thechoycell flowers, wax and Hony, milk ’& wool, of ripeft fruits thy belly, full 



Wy flocks 1 Ic keep by thine. Not fo, but let them undiflinguiflat go. 



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j shepherd- 
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I can afford no 

Tiore. Ah 

ceafe 1 Love come fo 

far may yet increafe. 

Each day I’l 


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. Shepherhels. 

grant a kifs. Our bliffes mull not conclude, but fpring from kifles. Then Shepherd love thy 

C herns. 


fill. I (hall, who knows how much loves not at all. Then draw we both 

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Then draw we 


bur flocks up 

hither, tha 

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t we may pitch 

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we may pitch our folds together* 


both our flocks u 

p hither, 

That wc may pitch, t 

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hat we may pitch our folds together. 

Amidll our chad imbraces meet. Our felves as blamelefs as our flieep, 

blame lefle as our flicep. 

Our felves as blamelefs as ©ur flieep. 

Mr. C4*r. aHm Smfgergill 



A Dialogue betwixt da Nymph and a Slicphcr J 


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Ell me Shephcrii doll thou Love ? Tell me "'>'7 wouldlV thou know ? I Ly Wan.lrinn 

Flocks that withouc snide doth Rove thy blnhbe.M Eyes, th*: ftill with tcarcs doth flow, makes me to ask. 

ship. N\mph., 

I do. Dear SlKpheiil tell me who 


1 Love a .Vyw/i/j, from whofe bripbt Eyes P);«bc doth her brishtnefs borrow. 




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^ ^ chorus together. 


where Love did firft my heart furprize, where fince hath fate my forrow . Love fits Inihroti’d within the circle of bright 


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Love fits inthorn’d within the circle of bright 


rtds, not men. Loves chlcfeft joy is but a pleafinganguiflr, who lives in Love, doth dying live, and llvmg languifli. 


£*<if not 



n. Lova chiefeft 


but a 

plcafing angullh, who lives in Lorcj doth dying live, and living Unguitli. 

Mr. Nich, LAKCArt 

A Dialogue hetween Strcphon aml VKiWis. 

VhillUt ^ 


Hephard in faith I cannot flay, my wandring flocks call me away. Philih^ I fwear,fince 


_ I ha ve caught thee now, upon thy rofie lips I’le pay my vow. Who lives in love, may not by force 

il Pi=iipgigp^ lE =p p i=igg^gi3ig^ 

^t-mhon. muu. Slrephon. 

conftrain. Where imprecation falfe oaths mufl obtain, I prethce Strephon leave me. Dear PhllUs, 






leave to contemn me. Nay, then I fee, nay then I fee, I mufl my felfe defend. Vain is all defence 



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and art. Cruel, cruel, thou dofl of breath bereave me. Since I have thee e’re I part, 

Since I have thee e’re I partjl’le fmother 

ii|EliEp|Eggig|EilgiipiElElEg^|^ ;|gi|^ 

Tie fmother thee with kiffes, pr'inting on thy lips, printing on thy lips a thoufand luch as this is. 

gE|E|EE|Ei=Epl^EiEiEpp|;|;|EEiij| | |^ 5iiii;i^|iEf jg 

ihcewith ki,Tes> printing on thy lips, printing on thy lips a thoufand, -S- fuch as this is. 

rhns Strcphon bold laid down his lovely Phillis, ^nd k'fl her breathlefs, and kyU her breathlefs upon a bank of iJllics. 



IbHS Strepon bold laid dona jjn lovely And her breathlefs, and k'fl her 


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A DijloQitd benveenVcnus W Vulcan. 

yutcan. ,A. *' /> ^ 


UlcM, y»lcm O Vulcan, my Love ! Who cals :-Who names me her., 'monf-d (l .mci ? Sweet, hear my 

J • -VC forrovv cafe. Thy facred power who dares difpkafe ? A-las, forlorn Cupid[ my wayward Son doth fcorn 



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Loves juft decree, my awfoll heft and heavenly De-r-tie. Is he fo bold ? well, for thy fake, I that his Arrows heads have 

us'd to make of piercing ftecl, which Lo-vers feel, will temper lead,whofe force Is dull ,and firoke Is dead. 

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thing. So that henceforth all men may bllth-ly fing, Cupid’s no God, his Bow a "foy, his Shafts 

5o that heneeforth all men may bllth-ly Irng, Cupid's no GodjhisBowa Toy,hI$ Shafts 

ao f.attul thing, X 



A Dialogue between Cliaron and Philomel. 

O gentle Charon ! let me woo thee with tears, and pity now 

to come to me. 




What voyce fo fweet and charming do I hcar?Say what thou art > I prethee firft draw near. A found 

I hear, but nothing yet I fee:Speak where thou art ? O Charon, me! I am a fliade,& though no 


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name I tell, my mournfull voyce will fay I’m Philomel. What’s that to me ? I waft, nor fifh, nor 






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fowl, nor beaft,Fond thing, but only humane fouls. Alas for me ! Shame on thy warbling note, that 

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made me hoife my fail, and bring my boat, but He return : what mifchief brought thee hither ? A 




deal of loveand much, much grief together. What’s thy rcqucfl? That dneefbe’s now beneath that 



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fed my lifc> ' lollow her in death. And’s that allal’m gone. For love I pray thee.Talk not of love, all 

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pray, but no fouls pay me. lie give thee fighs and tears. Can tears pay fcores for patching fails, 



A inir 

mending bou.or om > Me beg a penny, or I’le ling Co long,, ill rhou (1.,!, f,y lave pay’d ,he= in a 


Chortts both together. 


'■'S'”’ »> wWle we make onr floathful paffage o’eTibe Stygi^ 

' And”allL while we m*e our^flo^ul paffage 

Lake, thou and He fing, thou and He fin?, 

to make thefe dull fliades merry ; 

- ‘'’°““‘''''‘‘’°*’‘'’“"“”‘'’''''”S’“™'‘'>h=f=dellll,ad=sm=rry, ,vho 

'vho elfe with tears will doubtlefs drown 

our Fer-ry. 

Mr. H’llllam LarresA 

'Ift'wuh rears will doubr-_kIs rlrln^^^f 

A Dialogue between Thyrfis and Damon* 

Hyrfsy kind Swain, come near, and lend a ^gh, a tear, to thy fad Friend* 

rhhds. . 

Forfaken Dxmen cals. Poor Wight, I come; But wherefore in this plight? Thine eyes arc 

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red, thy griefs are 

fwel— ling ; Tell them 

Sorrow’s half cur’d b; 


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r telling. Take then the 


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, Phillis is gone. Why, let her gc 

), 'tis but with other Nimphs and Swains, 

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fport upon the Neigh ’ring Plains; IheT come again, be’t but to find the Heart with theelhe 


left behind. Alas, file’s taken mine ! Her’s free as Ayre is gone un-chain—’d by me, though 

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I with liich devotion fought her love, as to great Pan I ought, whillt my pale look and fcattcr’d 





He never lov*d that could forget'. Love is a Riddle, vvhich he bert unties, 

Loveis a Riddle, which he beli un- 

whofc reafon’s not betray’d by his eyes, 


whofe rcafon’s not 


whofe reafon’s not betrayed by his eyes, whofe rcafon’s 

b>.tray-cd , betray-ed by his eyes. 

not betray’d, betray’d by his eyes. 

Mr. fVilliam Cafar^ alias Sme^er^iH, 


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A Glee to Bachus with Chorus for Three z/oyces to be fung between e<very ‘verfe. 

Cantus; Chofus. 

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Bacchus yNZ to Bacthut fing, with wine a«d mirth 

O Bacchus we to Bacchus fing, with Wine and mirth with ^ we’l conjure 
Bacchus, to Bacchus, we to 2?4ffA«r fmg, with Wine and mirth we’l conjure 

wc’l conjure him> we’l conjure himj with wine and mirth wel conjure him, 

ppfei|S^^i?ji=^3 =^|E^Eg^iiil§=5g^S 

wc’l conjure him, we’l conjure him, with wine and mirth wel conjure him. 
we’l conjure him, vve’l conjure him, with wme and mirth we I conjure him. 

Y his Mothers Eye, and his Fathers Thigh, by her God brought to light, and his too glorious 




— T- — •— 4 again- 

fight; By deceit, by thy fad retreat, appear, appear, appear.appeat in Bottle. hOT. 


Serimdverft- . 

and the falfc youths harms, by the Rock in his bread, and her tears fore oppre^ 

Arladnos WfongS 

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' A Gkc^ with Chorus /or three So io/«»5 tt mery^ wrfe.^ ^ 

By the Bcaory (ho flod and.hePlcafarcr ofabad^,.ppaar,app.:ar,ap p=.. in Bo ttle, here. 

pY .hi, perple Winethu, pout’d on rbe (brine , and by this Beer glalle to the next kind Uf.; by ; 

®itlc twice nine, thit will clafpc like a Vine, that will clafpe thee like a Vine, appear, appear, ap- 


fourth vtrfe. 

pear, appear, in Bottles here, g Y the men thouft won, and the women undone; By the friendnii f 

thou haft made, and the fecrets betray’d; By the power over forrowithus charm’d till to morrow. 

SHg| =sgt^ig|^gsl^^gEg|^gi|||g=lEf ip, 

appear, appear, appear, appear in Bottles Beer. To BacchMs,Scc. 


Dr, ChxrUt Cclmart. 

m lull mu iiiu m\ ' Win " mu 

j. Vac. Tir(l Treble, 


A Glee to the Cooh^ 

Ring out Che cold Chine, the cold Chine to mee, and how He Charoe him 

Baft alone. 

Cdme and fee. Brawn Tusked Brawn^well fowftand fine, with a 

precious Cup of Mufcadinc. 


chorus for three Vojces. 
How fhall I fin® ? 

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How fhall I fin® ? 

:E|EiEiE:l= Mg5=5^3|^j=;|g| g:|.=|^ 

How flaall I fing? 

How fhall I fing ? 

?ii— |i=iE|'=f=ii=Ei 

How fhall I fing ? How fhall I fing ? 

How fhall wee looke in Honour in Honour of the Maftcr Cooke > 

HOW fhall wee looke in Honour in Honour of the Mafier Cooke ? 


How fliall wee looke in Honour in Honour of the Mailer Cooke? 
Tirjl Treble. 

The Pig fhall turn Round , and Anfvver mee ; CanH thou fpare me a Sholder > 

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!te((in i TrtbU- t'irif Treble. 

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A-wy A--.\vy. The Duck, Goole, and Capon: Good Allows all three flull dance thee 


Antick, fo niall the Turkey. But O! the cold Chine, the cold Chine for me. 

SfCenii Tre'ite. 

With Brevv-is lie noint thee from Head to th' Heel , Bull make thee Run 

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I nlette. 

Nimbler then the new oyled Wheel. With Pye-cruft wee’l make thee the 



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t-— — 

Eighth Wifeman to 

■A • _ 




Chine for mee. HowHaalh&c. 




AtVoC. Bifs imdTrclle, 


'The 'Tinker. 

E that a Tinker a Tinker a Tinker would be ? let him leave other 


Loves , and come liflcn to me : Though he travel all the Day , he comes Home late at 

g==i=if=i=fEfep=i^ ^i==ii^g^^^i§Ei 

Bafs alone. 

Nic^ht, and Dallies, and Dallies with his Doxey, and Dreams of Delight. His Pot and his 



SEE|2fE|E|Ei ggp|giEiigEiE|E|; Egrt 

Toft in the Morning he takes and all the Day long good Mufick he makes; Hewandersthe 


” World to wakes and to Fairs, and cads his Cap, and cafts his Cap at the C ourt and her 

^=i= =g=E|3EEi=E=i=g i|=iiiii^lE^i 


Cares. Whe'n to the Town the doth com=, O! how the wa^n ^ 'enches ton . 

how the wanton Wenches run. 

•S 1 1 H 


t-ift ahxt. - 


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Tink ooes the Hammer, the Skillet and the Scummer. Come bring me the Copper Kettle 

Tink goes the Hammer, the Skillet and the Scummer. Come bring me the Copper Kettle 

(or the Tinker, the Tinker, the Merry Merry Tinker, 

for the Tinker, the Tinker y the Merry Merry Tinker, 01 he is the Man of Metle, 


O ! he' is the Man of Metlc. 

O 1 he is the Man of Metlc. 

Dr. John yf'ilfon. 

A. 1 . Foe. 


VV well your Qiiillsand 

Boy to the Cellars bottome , view well your QiiiHs and 

f Sir ; Rafcally wine, toRor„.„," 

Bung, Sir: draw Wine to preferve the Lungs, sirj not Rafcally 

Wine , to Rot um. 



If the Quills run foiile, be a 

-4—* — 

trully Soule, and 

Cane it ; for the 

Health is fuch , an 

If the Quills run fou 

le, be a 

trully Soule , and Cai 


le it ; for the Health is fuch , an 

2_1 — 1 — 

ill drop will much an 


ill drop will much profane ir. 

Mr. SimoH Ive^. 

^ 4 ;_ 

|4 i 

ill drop will much an ill drop will much profane it. 

Here Endeth the Second Part of this Book * 

being Dialognes and Glees for two Voices, 
to the 1 heorboe-LutCy ox Bafs-VioL 




Short AT RES ov BALADS htthrK Voyecs : 

Which may be fung either by a Voyce alone, or by Two or Three Voyces. 

^•3- Primus. Mr. imiarn Welk 

WiOi no more thou Ibouldft lore me, my joys are full in Iovin<^thee- 

'atej-T--® i 



V j 

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my Heart's too narrow to contain my blifs, if thou flaouldaiore 

luj uaiby ir cnou inouidit love again. 

•Uicge 5A01 ^jpinotu iroqa 33 tsjuq Xui diBiaoD 03 a-.ojjeu 


S.3JE3H Xui .'aaqa SuiAoi ui qnj 3 je sXofAui ‘ 

33m3Aoiypjnoqjnoq3 ojoui oh 13 ) 3 ^ 


•30 A 'i T, 




no more thoulhoulda tovemce.myjoyr.rc fVi 

uii ID loving thee; my Hearts 

■«»«ro„roco„„ir.m,bUf,if n^uldaiorc:,.™. 

A a 


Cantus Frinius. 

A. 3 . Voc. 

Mr.'Nicholas Latineare. 

Hough I am young and cannot tell, either what love or death is well; and 


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then again I have been told, love wounds with heat, love wounds with heat, and death with cold 

Yet I have heard they both bear darts. 
And both do aime at humane hearts ; 

So that I fear they do but bring 
Extreams to touch, and mean one thing* 

•p,03 Him mtsp pa. ‘itsq ijiim spanoM s»oi ‘iwq qim spunoM =ao, ‘pioiassq =itq i ai.St a=q, 

pu? ^\ptA SI qa?3p JO 3A©1 aeqM jsqap ‘IP’ P“® ‘^utioA uib i qSnoH 

•snpunsiS fniuv^ 

•jOji'i 'V, 

A. ^.Voc. 


Houoh l am young, and cannot tell, either what lovcor death is welljand then again 




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Cliloris taki?Jg Ayre, .Usury T^awes, 


Ome Chlom,h\^ Nve to the Bowr’ to fport us ere the day be done ; 










^ ; 



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fuch is s!iy Pox’S' shat =Vty How’t xill opeto ihc= as to the Sud, 

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r “13 


— — 



“x::— — 

f - — 

. — X£ 

And If a FloWr but chance to dye 

With my fighs blafts, or mine Eyes ram. 
Thou can’ll revive it with thine Eye, _ 
And with thy breath mak’t fweei again. 

- The wanton Suckling and the Vine 

Will drive for th’ honours who fird may 
With their green Arms incircle thine, 

To keep the burning Sun away. 

•ans oj SB ssqa oa ado a.Moj^ asqi j,mo<i 

Aqi SI qonj ‘ auop sq Atp sqi 3J3 sn aaodj 03 a Mog aqi oa sm siq suiQ 


•ffiputtjis muvj 

yoA’i 'V^ 

A. 3 . Voc. Ba([us. 

—4 — iV — 4 — 

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1 -' A^- 

, hie we to tf 



’r to fport us 


ere the day be done ; fuch is thy 

PowV, that ev’ry Elow’t 

will ope to 

-4 A 

:hee as 

to the Sun. 


Cantus P rinuiSi 

£>r. John Jfilfon, 

Hen r„y Town for ten yenre Wars witltftood the in manful wife, 

yet did theit Foes encteafe fo faft. that to tefift noneconld Mce, Wafleliethofe Walsthat 

were fo good , and Corn now grows where Trojf Town Rood. 

pooy UMOJ[ toXJ^ 3J3l|AA SAAOjS A\OU OJO') pup ‘pOoSoj 3J3A\ 

anp sitA\ ojoip nij nyBAv -nojanj pittoo snou os srija ‘ (jtj oj njrassun sooj jpq, p,p jnJ 

_ 'j : • 

‘3J1M jnjuEui U1 3 ^] pooyqaiAA < sjrA\ uor joj umox Coxj^ ooh 

•sn^u^jiS muvo 'OOA'i'V^ 

■Ar^. VcCn • BaffHS, : - 

TJcn Troy Town for ten years Wars y witbdood the Crwi^r in manful wife 

yet did their Foes increafe fo faft , that to refill none could fuffice. Walle lie thofc VVals that 






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were fo good? and Corn now grow where Troy Town Hood, 


A. 5. Voc. 

Cantus Primus. Dr. John IFi/f m. 

Rom the fair Lavt-nl-an Shore I your Markets come to ftore. 
Mule not though fo far I dwell, and my Wares come hereto (ell. 


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Such is the (acred hunger of Gold ; then come to my Pack, while I cry what d ye lack, what d’ ye 



buy, for here it is to be fold. 

I have Beauty, Honour, Grace, 

Fortune, Favour, Time, and Place ; 

And what clfe thou would’rt requeft. 

Even the Thing thou likcll beft. 

Pint let me have but a touch of thy Gold, 
Then come to me Lad 
Thoufnalt have what thy Dad 
Never gave, for here it it to be fold. 

Maddam, come f«e what you lack , 

Here’s Complexion in my Pack ; 

White and Red you may have in this place, 
To hide your old ill wrinkled Face ; 

Firli let me have but a touch of thy Gold, 
Then thou (halt feem 
Like a Wench of Fitteen , 

Although thou be threefcore Years old. 



•pp} aq oa si ai sraq Joj ‘ Anq sA itqM ‘^DtpaA ,p atqM Ajd p 3nqM Aui oa suiod uaqi ^pio2 

rrttrs: f“T-+-s -frtf 1 . Ir 

C> B tf ♦ 


T T — FTr T A T - T — T f 1 — A 

It - _ J_ i. 1 l A r /L 0 . 1 A. A. 1 : 1 J T__t_ 

T I r~r 

^4I~4-2:..--x — ^..4.,^7g;rTa^3:::-4.-X4-L,-Z=tzz: 

30 asouni: 

poJDEjaqistqDns qpj oaoi^qou 

•OJOy OJ 3UJ03 

TOO S 3 JEM Aul pue'iOMp I jr 3 o 

siaipJepj JrtoA I ‘ojoqs uvtut 

j qoiioqi lou 3 )n 
avq jirj oqi oio 

H "T* 


-4— ;j — , — d — 4— Ij-. --l-d— 

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•fupuftjjs sfiiupj ’ooji •£ 'y 

A. 3. Voc. 

Rom the fair Shore, I your Markets come to (tore. 

Mufe not though fo far I dwehandmy wares conae here to fell. Such is the facred hunger of 

gold, then come t o my Pack, while I cry. What d’ ye lack, what d’ ye buy f For here it is tobc fold. 

B k 


Cdntus Trhmts. 

A<, 3 . Voc* 

Dr. John Wilfon. 


Here the Bee fucks there luck I , in a CovvQipsbell I lie, there I 

covvchvvhenO»/«docric,ontheB<i/trback Ido flic after Summer mcrrilie, Merrilie merrilie 

Moqsqiuo sSutqitqj uiojyojq sqi .lapun «ou 3Aq i |*qj 3;iP^3tn siiuisjq-q^itoqsqjuo sSutq nqi utoj/ 0 |q aqi jjpun 

A\oa SAij I ji’iy 2i|UJ3iu aiij •siiujsiu jaiuiuns aaije Xy op i ai^j uo ‘Xjo op «/<«c) 


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t— j 

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usqM HDto03 1 I ysq sdiyMo^ E ui ‘ j >i3nj aasqj «g 3ip aran 



•MpUV 33 S SffJtlVJ 


•30 A ’S •y 

He. c the Hee fucks there fuck I , in a Cowflips bell I lie, there I cowch when 

(jwles docry, on the -Srfttj back I do flic after Summer merrilie. Merrilie merrilie flaal I live now 

under the bloITom that hangs on the boui_h. Mcrrilif merrilie Ihal 1 live now under the bloffom that hangs on the bough. 

A- f 'oc> 


Cantus Frimus. 

Dr. John JFilf in. 



Hen Love with uncon- fi-ned wings hovers within my Gates, and iny divine 

Althea brings towhifper at my Grates. When I lie tan-gled in her Hairjand fetter’d 

with her Eye , the Birds that wanton in the Air know no fuch liberty. 

•Aajsqil ijDnj ou Moa>j jty oqi ui uojuem atqi spaig aqi ‘3^3 aaq qitM 

p ] 3 i— i3j put ‘JiEj-i J^q “i p3i2ucj3ii I uaq^ •sajBJQAtujc aadjiqMoj sSaiiq v—sqt 

/y ouTiip kui puB'-s33Eo kill otqnM s.t3Aoq sSuiM pauyuoDun qjiM aAoq «3H 


•yoA 'S'fT 

•snpunois murj 


A, 3. Voc. 

Hen Love with unconfined wings hovers within my Gates , and my divine Al- 
theti brings to whifper at my Grates. When I lie tangled in her Haicjand fctttcr’d with her 

Lye, the Birds that wanton in the Air know DO fuch liberty. 

A, 3. Voc. 

Cantus Ttinius. 


Dr. John Wilfon. 


O rot fear to put thy feet naked in the Ri-verfweet, think not Neute>nor 


Leech, nor Toad will bite thy foot when thou hall trod; nor let the waters, tifing high,nor let the 

waters, rifing high, as thou wad ft in make thee cry and fob, but ever live with mee, and not a wave fhall tronble thee. 

•aaip oiqnoji ijaiQ axtM x aou pui 'aaiu qnM aaij aaaa inq'qoj pu* Xaa saqa aqeui u; y pt« noqa sini3:q3uyufsa3irAt 

aqj 331 •'ou ‘M°m 2 ayu sj 3 JtA\ 3 q: 3 sj aoa ^poj 3 ytq noqa aaqM 300J itqa sjtq pcoi aou 


~T— ft?— T S 


4 JzJ_ 


J i jL_*ix 


qoasT jou^aansM aou J\uiq: ‘asawj jsai-ji aqa ui psjjta assj Aqa and oa atsj aou o 


•snpuHjJS mupj 

oojfl 'V 

3. Vec. 

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t If- "^f; 

0 ”ot fear to 

-■k—i — Jz-j.— J_4— < — 

put thy feet naked in the 

Ri-ver fweet 

, think not Neut,nor Leech, nor 

Toad will bite thy foot when thou haft trod ; nor let the waters rifing high, nor let the waters 

thing high, «i thou nad’ft in wake thw cry and fob, but ever live with mcc, and not a wave Otall trouble th«c. 


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A. 3. Voc. 

Cantus Frimus. 

Dr. John W ilf m. 

in i morn by break of day, forth I walkt the Wood 

fo wide, when as was in her pride; There I fpy'd all alone all alone Thllidaind Co-r\-don. 

Much adoc there was, God wot, 

He did love, but fhe could not ; 

He faid his lore was to woo, 

She faid none was falfe to you ; 

He faid, be had lov’d her long, 

She laid, love fliiould take no wrong. 

Ctrldtn would have kift her then. 
She faid. Maids muft kiffeno Men; 
Till they kifl'e for good and all; 
Then (he bad the Shepherd call 
All the Gods to witnefs truth, 
Nc’f was loved fo fair a youth. 

Then with many a pretty Oath , 

As Yea and Nay, and Faith and Troth ; 

Such as filly Shepherds ufc 
When they would not love abufe ; 

Love which had been long deluded,^ 

W’as with kiffes fwcet concluded. 

And T^hlUlda with Garlands gay 
Was Crowned the Lady 

‘ut^uej pat aaoie fje aaoi? \\t p.Xdj i oisqa fapud raq at scm ss uoqw ‘opiM 

•sttputtjjs ffiiuvD 

A. 5 . V»c, 

N the merry month of ^/4;,on a morn by break of day, forth I walkt the Wood fo 

wicie,whwas Ahy WM in her pride; there I fpy’d all alone all alone c,-n-d,n. 

Q c 

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Aii^.Vcc. Cantus Primus* ^t.JVilliam Lawes. 

’>a I thou cruel Fair, bright as the Morning, and (oft as the Air; 

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Freftierthan F low’rs yet far more fweet than they ; Love is the fubjeft of my prayer. 

When firft I favv thee, I felt a flame. 

Which from thine Eyes I ike lightning came ; 
Sure it was Cupid's Dart, 

It peirc*d quite through my heart; 

Oh, could thy bread once feelc the fame 1 

Let not fuch Fortune my Love betide ; 
Oh, let your rocky bread be moUih’d I 
Send me not to my Grave 
Unpittyed like a flave ; 

How can loveluch ufage abide ? 

A wound fo powerfull would urge thy foule, 
Spight of a froward heart; coynefs controule, 
And make thy love as fixt 
As is the heart thou prik’d, 

Forcing thee with me to condole. 

■ Sympathize with me a while in grief, 

,■ This paTion quickly will find out relief; 
Cupid wil from his Bowers 
Warm thefe chill hearts of ours, 

I And make his power rule there in chief. 

Then would the God of Love'ecinll bee, 
Giving me cafe,asby wounding thee ; 
Then would'you never fcorn, 

• When like to me you burn ; 

At lead not prove unkind to roee. 

•jsAr Jd Am ]o :pj 3 fquj aqa st 3^07 5 Asqa upqi 3'3M) 3Jom arj asA ui sj3A\oy urqa 

: Jtv 3qi sr Jjoi pu3‘2uiuaop\{ sqa st aqoiJq pmo noqa Apj 

•snpunjis smut’D 

A. 3. roc. 


My Oarijfa ! thou cruel Fair, bright as the Morning, and foft as the Air : Fredier 

than flowers in Maj , yet far more fwcet than they ; Love is the fubjea of my prayer. 


A. 3 - Voti 

CaritHS Trimns, Mr. William Lawe.r. 


Athcr your Rofe buds while you miy , Old Time is QiU Hying; 

And that faree FIdwV that fmiles to day, to morrow will be dying. 

The glorious Lamp of Heaven, the Sun, 
The higher he is getting, 

The fooner will his race be run, 

And nearer he’s to fetting. 

That Age is beH 'hat is the firfl. 

While you'' and blood are warmer; 
Expeft not the lalf and vvorft, 

1 ime Hill fucceeds the former. 

Then be not coy, but ufc your time, 
While you may go marry. 

For having once but lolt your prime. 
You ttiay for ever tarry. 

•SuiXp *q jiiM Atojjotu oa ‘Xep oj ssiiiuj avqa 

t-J*-*-—*-!-! '•SSH 

1I_ 1 T — T T 1 

“T 1 — T. *r~ 


; Moii auirj ibi| 3 pay iSuiAy t niij st mt x pio^^^tu noA siiqM spnq ajo-^ juoA jsqay 

•snpaims shjupj 

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fmiles to day tomorrow will be dying. 


no Eycfhall fee, nor yet the Snn, defcry what thou and I hare done. 


No car fliall hear onr Love, but we 
As filent as the night will be, 

The God of Love himlelf , (vvhofe dart 
Did foil wound mine, and then thy heart.) 

Shall never know that we can tell, 
What fwcets in (toln embraces dwell ; 
This onely means may find it out, 

If when I die, Phyficians doubt. 

What caus’d my death, and then to view 
Of all their judgments which was true; 
Rip up my heart, O then I fear 
The world will fee thy pifture there. 

•auop sAcq j pae noqa jtqM Xjojop ‘ans sqa laX jou ‘aoj neqj 3X3 

OB ‘jtny OM3 3AA 3jnj53jd jo sjuoq sjoqj jesASi ajj 3 sm‘ 3 A 07 jtap ‘300 jtj 

‘SHpunj9S s»tuvD 

•ooA'i 'V, 

jLm Vcc* 

Eye (ball fcc; nor yee the Sun, defcry what thou and I have done. 

Ear not, dear Love, that Tie reveal thofe hours of pleafurc we two 


A. 3. VoC' Cantns Frimns. - Mr. Ji'iUiam Tompkins. 

Ine young Folly? though you wear thjt fair beauty? I did f.vcar yet you oe’r could 

reach my heart, foi we eoeertlers learn at fchool only with your fex to foohy’r not worth our ferlompart. 

^egpiilPiaygE^iiiglijigiii lpEail 

When I hgh and kifs your hand? 

Croffe mine Armes,and wondring (land? 

Holding fairly with your eye : 

Then dilate on my delircs? 

Swear the Sun ne*r fhot fuch fires? 

All is but a handlome lye, , ^ 

Wherefore? Madam? wear no cloud? 
Nor to check ray flames grow proud; 

For infboth 1 much do doubt? 

’Tis the powder in your hair? 

Not your breath perfumes the Air? 

And your cloaths that fee you out. 

When I eye your Cuites or Lace? ' ' Yet though truth hath this confeft , 
Otntle foul, you think your face — ' ' 'Arid I fwear I love in jefl, 

Straight fome murder doth commit; 

And your cojifcience doth begin 
To be fcrup'lous of my (in, 

When I court tp (hew my wit, 

J; ■ 

Courteous foul, when next I court, 
And proteftan amorous flame 
You I VO w?I in carneft am? 

_Bedlam^ phis is pretty (port. 


‘jMtd «MiJ»/jBo qajoM joa a A^jooj oj xef moS. qii w ^jao iooi^dj ac ujto] smiumoj pm Xtu qjrpj 

pinoo J.3U noX‘j.oa noA aaX je3Mj pip j ‘Ameaq jiej jtqi jwm noX qSnoqi ‘Xjioj gunoA aai 

•sttputws snmo ‘JiA'i K 



Ine young Folly,though you wear-that fair j«auty , I did fwear yet you ne’f yoD ne'r could 

Kach.niy4fl4fj,for W£ caatr/ifrxlcjraatlichaal only with yomftx to fooL/r not worth ow ftrictttfart. 


Cant ns Ptinins 

'M.r.Henry Larvjs. 

Ing fair CIoriKd-h fair Clor'uiiU fing, whilft you move thofe that attend the 

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g— — 

§giiii=i=ip|g| g i^iiipgEli{ 5pPPf^ 

throne, the throne above, to leave their holy bufmefs therej^iall fo much harmony attend to 

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think the fphears were made in vainpSince here’s a voyce quickens the floth of natures age, it comforts 

growth, it comforts growth in all her works, anicattprovoke a Lilly to out-live an Oake, 

and can provoke a Lilly, can provoke a Lilly to out-live an Oake. 


^^^oxolato puv ‘XimH » 11'^^! MiMOjIkJJOjuio^'ii ‘HyMoj^njojiiioD .. 



■ 3 t ‘ 32 e ssjnita JO qjou aqi su 3 jj 3 inb so^oa ? s aJaq 33 U»S “I SJcai-idj aqi jjaiqi oj 

‘cncj- 3 E Xu-oui-irq qanui oj qjqj J ?3 juaipsqo siq q 3 iA\ qoea np‘ 3 Jtq 3 sjaKynq /[oq jpq: SAtai oj 


‘3Aoq«3uo:qi aqi paaiJt irq: ajoqj 3aoiu noAyiiqA\‘2qj‘gay ^vp-uuo/jJiiT].ai 

“j J. |1 

•mpunois 'i’V 


Irgfair C/^nW^Ping/ing whilft you move rhofe that attend the throne above, to 

leave their ho-ly bufinefs there, till each with his obedient ear Chall fo much harmony at-tain- to 


think the fphears were made in vain : Since here’s a voyce quickens the (loth ot natures age, it 

comforts growth in all her works, and can provoke a Lilly and can provoke a Lil-;ly, and 

can provoke a Lil-ly to out- live an Oake. 

’tis but opinion Ale hurts the fighc> For concinuAlly con-ti-nu-al — ly , Thy pot and my pot, come 

thy pot, come thy pot and my pot, come thy pot their Hammers call. 

A. 3 . V0C4 

CdntHS Trimns. 

Mr. John Cobb. 


Bellows, they Blow the E ellows while the Iron’s hot^though there gains be fmall, Thy pot and 

my pot, come thy pot and my pot, come thy pot and my pot, and thy pot their Hammers call. 

Hallow, Hallow, Hallow is the White Mare Fallow,hold foot while I rtrike,(tandfart)ftand fall, 

Band fall with a Winion : Thy pot and my pot, come thy pot,c»mc ray pot and thy pot, fare 

•Ili'D SJOIUUU’I j jnqi 3od ku puc ‘3od Xqi cioiod 


‘]od Am puc ':oi Aip ?uiOD ‘lod Aqi r>m05‘3od Am |ntc‘:od Aiji 'Aiyrv.tnuioD joj iq'.iis :5qj sunq 

Duc ‘30 1 Aiu^puc Aqi amoD -■lod Am puu 

51 V ‘uoiuido inq ‘iioiuido jnqsiJ^ aii'j ?mo3 3odAqi 


iVUJ put- 

‘ 30 d Aq [ -uoiui-M B qjJM pvj puep ‘prj puqi ‘^ir; purp ‘sqijp i apilM 300j pioq ‘moubj sjcjai 33iqM 
sqisT A'onrq‘A\op[rH •nBDSJsmmBH amoD ‘jod Am puB‘3od Aqi amoD 

jBuqaqsinBS jpqaqonoq] ^joqsuo:] aqi a]pM ‘SMO]jrg aqi A\o^q 

:iE=i==i;ii}i=i=iii giiiEl 

‘ :od Am puc ‘:od Aq p 


Aaqi ‘swoqagaqi Amiq Aaqj ‘SMopag aq] Mojq Aaqi ‘svo;iaj poo2 ajestaij^ 

’snpunjjs sfnup^ 

A.l‘Voc. B^Jfus. 

‘ 00 A • i ‘V 


f|g i g|=ig=£ijgj|gi=E}!yi ig j=P^ 

Michsare good Fellows, good Fellows, they blow the Bellows, they blow the Bellows, 

they blow the Bellows,while the Irons hot; though their gain beimall. ^Thy pot,andmy 

gigtgg=iga=^gi=ii=iiigi^ ^ 

pot, comethy pot, come thy pot, and my pot their Hammers call. Hallo.v, hallow>is the white 

‘“‘“"'’hoW loclhilll Hiike, Hand iiH.Uandfal Hand Jnd fat n^h'f ndnloc.’^ 
Thy puc, and my pot, come thy pot come j Pure ’tis but opinion, but opinion, Ale 


Mare fallow: 

urts the -ight for continually, tor con-ti-nu-al-Iy, Thy pot, and my pot, come thy pot. 


™y P0C5 and thy por their Hammers call. 

E e 

A. :^*Voc. Ca?itns Primus. William Smegergill alias C^efar,,Mnfick,thou Queen of fouls get ip,gec np, Sc Ibingtliy powerful Lute-,& fome 

g pspiipgp|;|gilgjigi|;ilElg 

fad, fome fad Requinm (ing,til Cliffs requite thy Fccho with a grone. 



and the dull Rocks 

Mills alone. 

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b-, — 

repeat the duller tone, 

Then on a Juddain, &c. 

Bilfos alone. 

^The Oal(^c her Roo s, &c. 

Verre alone. 


Mirtles fliall caper, lofty Cedars run, 5c call the courtly palme to make up one : . Then 

in themidftofall their jolly firain, then inthemidll of all their jol-ly ftrain, (Irike a fad note, 

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llrikca fad note, llrike a fad note and fix urn Trees again. 

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Then in themidll of all their ;ol-ly, jol-ly drain, then in the midd of all theii jol-ly^ jol-ly 

jol-ly drain, drike a fad note, drike a fad note,and fix ’una Trees again. 

A. Voc. 


Cannis Primus. Mr, Jcahins. 

Ec, fee, fee the bright Light Hiine, and day doth rife ; fliot from my Miftris 

Eyes like Beams divine ; her Glory doth appear and ; vie.v the purer lighr, Stream from her Sight 

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fiream from her Sighr ,vvhen five fhines clearly here: But vail her leads; Ah then you’l find how night is 


hurl’d about the lilent world ; and we left blind that darknefs feems to prove/or ought we fee’tis only 

She make night and day to move, Then fliine fair CelU led our borrowed light; when your Sun fees, 

when your Sun fers, when your Sun fets,pcri(E,perini,perifli in fliades of Nighr. 

A. 2. Voc. 


Mr. Jenkins. 

Ee, lee the bri®hc, bright Light dune, and day doth rife; (Lot from my 

Midris Eyes , like Beams diyine her Glories doe appear ; and view the purer light Stream 


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ought we fee. Vis only She makes Night and Day to move. Then fhine fair C/Zw, left our 

borrow’d Light, when your Sun fets, when your Sun fees, when your Sun fetsj Perifli, perifh. 


perida in Shades of Night. 

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Cantus Trimus. Mr. Thv hi ewer. 

Urn Amnrill'ts to thy Svvain;tiirn Amarll—lU to thy Swain ;turn JnmrilUs 

to thy Swain, thy DAnton calls thee back again, thy Da?»o» calls thee back again : Here is a pretty, 

pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty Arbour by , where Apollo, wheve Apollo, Apollo, whzrc Apolto, 


cannot cannot ! 

I'py, where -.''y>s//o cannot fpy. Here let’s lit, andwhilft Ipl3y,fingtomyPipe, (ing 




my Pipe, fmg to my Pipe , fing to my Pipe, fmg to my Pipe a Ruunddelay ; fing to my 


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Jntarillls to thy S.vain, turn Aw.mllih wrn Amurlllis, turn t/imarillls 

to thy Svvain 

in, thy DAmoH calls thee back again, thy Dunto" calls thee back again : Here is a pretty, 

Arbour by, where ^po//a, where where , where cannot fpy : where 

cannot Ipy: There let’s fu, and whilft I play, fing to myPipe,ring tomyPipe,{ingtoiny Pipe 

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Here thou hafl this Sonf:, for Two Vojrces ; at tt w.u 
fir [I Compos’d by my friend the Author, though of late 
Teart , two Inward Parts have been added to it. J. P. 

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Cantus Primus. 

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A,^. J^oc. ^djjus. 

Ow we are met, let’s merry, rnerry be for one half Hour with mirth and glee : 

To recreate our Spirits dull? lee’s liu— gh and fing our Bellyes full. 

In praife of M u s i c k. 

Mufick miraculous Rhethorick ! that fpeak’ft Sence 
Without a Tongue, excellent Eloquence: 

The love of thee in wild Beafts have been known. 
And Birds have lik’d thy Notes above their own. 

How eafic might thy Errors be excus’d, 

Wert thou as much beloved, as th’art abus'd ; 
Yet although dull Souls thy Harmony difprovc. 
Mine flwll be fixt in what the Angels love. 


W. D, Knight. 



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Vocal M U S I C K. 


liis fecoml Book of S E h EOT A Y Pv E S cloth chiefly cotfijl of 
Mr. Hcnrv L:i\ves Cov/po fit iOft., I’cifiii Irjnfcribecl f ront hts Originnhy 
a fort time before his Death , and with Im freeconfent for me to 
ViiblifJj them., if occafion offer'd : I need not makf any Apology for 
their Excellency j the Authors Name is enough , hai^wg (while he 
liz/’d) Publ/fed three fe<veral Books of this Nature with great EJieem and Appro- 
bation ; and the ImpreflJons of the two frf, being long fsnee Sold of , many have 
face fought to have them, for fame particular Songs in them , but conf dering , 
that to Reprint them both again would not- anjwer the expeSiation either of Buyer 
or Seller, I have therefore f defied out of them both the beji and moji de fired Songs, 
and added them to thofe many other in this Book^of Mr. La wes and other Authors, 
which were never Printed till now , together with fomefew fralian Ayres which 
have formerly pajfed with good Fame among our EngliOi Mafeiw And fince it 
isfo Jiored with variety, 1 hope it will and may plcafe moji Ears, thouiih , I 
fear, not all for our new A la mode Gallants will Objefl^ They are old, and after 
the EngliOi Mode', had I fill’d it with the light Ayres of French, or the 
wanton Songs of the Stage, it would have liked their Humour much better : 
But I fludy not to pleafe fitch. But with fober and judicious Vnderfanders of 
Mufich^, It will (1 doubt not) gain Credit and Repute. Thofe are the true Lo- 
vers of Mufic\ , who do embrace it for the Excellency therein, moving the Baffin 
ons to Noble and Virtuous Ends', but others there are, who affeSl it far no other 
ends but to fir their Minds to fVantonnefs and Lafcivioufntfs. Mr. Owen 
Eekhzm’sExprefioninhis KeCohes , is worth our obfervation, Miifick (fays 
he) is an helper both to good and ill , and thereFore I honour ic when it 

moves to Virtue, and will beware of ic when it would flatter into Vice. 
To conclude. My intent is to bind many of thefe withmyfirfiBoohofSclcd: 
Ayres and Mr. Lavves his third Bi>o\ together ', which will be an intire Volume of 
the mofl choice Songs that have been Compofed for Forty Tears pafi , and I doubt 
not but will retain their F amefor many more to come. I muf confefs when I be- 
gan this Boo f, my dejign was to have it compri’x.ed in fewer Sheets but fndi/m 
^^yStockwas large and my refolution to make this Boo^tbe laf that ever I intend 
to Fubhf of toss Nature, hath /well’d it into fo large a Volume. And if my pains 
mein, may e a vantageous and acceptable to any, it will further encourage me to 
p ocee int ^figs of t ns Natin e, for the publick^ bene ft of all fober and judicious 

Lovers of Mu fic kg, Co rrhofe Service I devote my felf, and remain their IVell- 
VPifjer and Servant, ’ 


A 2 

A T A B L E of the Songs and Dialogues 

in this Book. 

A A. 

T Dead low ELI> of Night. 

Am Idefpis’d hecaufe yon fay 
A Lover once I did ejpie 
Amarillis tear thy Hair 
Art thoH in Love it cannot be 
Ah Cloris would the gods alloiv 
Admit thou Darling of mine Eyes 
Awakg 7ny Lutc^ arife my String 
Ah Mighty Love what power uakgiown 
And jnusi our Tesnpers ever be at War 


B. hold and lijlen whilji the fair 
Blacky Maid complain not 
Boaji fiot Blind Boy 

Be not Proud pretty One for I mujl Love 
Beauty have you feen a Toy 
But that I kyiew before 


Carelefs of Love and free from Fear- 

Cloris fince firji our Calm 

Canjl tbou love }ite and yet doubt 

Come^ Come thou glorious ObJeCi 

Cotne^ Come fad Turtle 

Coffie fny Lucatia 

Canfo j/iuch Beauty own a Mind 

Cloris 'tivil be for eithers reji 

Cruel Cloris did you ktiow 

Clear jireasn who do with equal pace 

Cupid’r no god a wanton Child 


Deareli do not now delay me 
Death c)tnnot extifsguifi 
Delicate Beauty why fouldyou difdain 
Dijdain not fair otie fnce we ktww 


Farewcl fair Saint may not the Sea 

Fire^ loe here I burn 

For that one glance / wounded lye 

Fall Dew of slumbers in a gentle stream 

Farewcl defpairing hope Tie Love no more 


Ca-Le f;ot on Swans on whofe 
Give me more Love or more Difdain 
Co lovely Rofe tell her that wajis 


Help, Help O Divinity of L«VC 
Harh^horv the Nightingale 

























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It is not that I Love the lefs 
If when the Sun at Noon 
I prethe Sweet to me be kjnd 
I laid me down upon a Pillow 
I Lov d thee once Tie Love no fnore 
Iwasforetoldyour Rebel Sex 
If you will Love know this to be 
Indeed I never was but once fo Mad 
I never knew what Cupid meant 
If Jim Theora you wear this Dijguife 
I had a Cloris my delight 
If thou wilt kpow the reafon why 


Ladies fly not from Loves fmooth Tales 
Love me no more or elje with fiorn 


Markjhow the bluflful Morn 
Madam your Beauty I confefs may 


Now, now Lucatia no%v 
No more of Tears 
No more fljall Meads be deckt 
No more will I contemplate Love 
Not that I wiflj my Mijirefs 
No more fond Love give o’re 
No, no, I tell thee no though from thee 

oh how I hate thee now 
On this fwelling bank^ 

0 King of Heaven and Hell 
Ofaireli lights whofe dear aJpeQ 
Oft have I fearcht both Court and Town 

Pleafure, Beauty,T 0 uth attend ye 
Poor Celia once was very fair 

Seek^not to kltow my Love 

Swijt through the yielding Ayr 

Still to be neat jlillto be dreU 

Stay flily Heart and do not breafl 

Sure ^twas a Dream how longfond Man 

she which would fsot I would chufe 

Strike Sweet Licoris Jirike 


That flame is born of earthly fire 
Tranfeefsdent Beauty thou that art 
Tell me no more ‘tis Love 






































A T A B r, E of 

’7/V Ciiiirtma/i noro 
That Herald iras but a dull Jfs 
'I'hou feuts to me a Heart rvas Crorvt/'d 
ihc dorks of our Birth aud State 
'1 hough you arc Touu^ aud I am Old 
'1 hough Silvias Eyes a fiame coud raijc 
1 he '1 hirjly Earth jtteky up the Rain 

Venus redrefs a Tvrong 

Vp Ladies prepare jour takiug Faces 


IFhat pall I do I've loji nry Heart 
If 'hen this Flie lived 
IFhcf! thou fair Gflia 
K bet her fo gladly and fo fa/i 
it here pall a Alan an Object find 

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il'hy lovely Boy why fyeft thou me 

It' hen I am dead and thou rvoutciji 

ti'ilt thou begen thou harth j's Alan 

white though you be yet Ld/ks knoiv 

Will Gloris caji her Sun-bright Eye 

Jf'abe all ye Dead what boo 

Well ivcll 'tis true I now am fallen in Love 

It hat Confciencc fiy is it in the 

when I tajic my Goblet deep 

If'ee-p net my Dear for If sail go 


Tesyes ‘tis Cloris Sings 

Lou that thinks Love can convey 

Les I could Love^ could I but find a A/if refs 

Tou asli my Dear if I be well 


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A Table of tbeUnlhn A I KS in this 

1 Dove Dove Corri mio Corri 

2 Intencritevoi 

5 Occhi BeJIeoVe Imperai 

4 Acche Lallb Credcro 

5 Sio moroj Chi dira 

6 Amantea Configlio 

7 SitocchiTambuco 

8 Si guarde chc puo 

9 Fugite, Fugite 

10 De quei BeJleocchi 

in this Book. 

Sweet Lovely ISHmph Treble Bafs 105 
why Jighs thou shepherd Treble Bafs 106 
HafyouNimphs Treble Bafs 108 

Charon 0 Charon draw Treble assd Bafs 109 
Charon 0 Charon Treble Bafs 112 
This Mofy Bankjhey prefi Two Trebles 1 1 4 
shepherd well met Tiro Trebles i i 8 

Courteous Friends , 

yetnotwithflandiiigallmyCarefomeFaults are committed 
Abut they arc fmall,and by the skilful may be eafily mended , as happening moft in theThrontih Rif- 
whereof, being too great to pafs, I beg you with your Pen to mend , ^ Through-Bafs ; two 

Page 48 the two laft Bars of the fourth fetf And Lae 80 in Tf, l t- 


ALMurfek!'^^'"'^ ^ ^0^ Mufick , and Books of all fizes ready Bound 

A Ifo the Excellent Cordial called E L I X I u . 

in a glafs of Sack or other Liquors is admirable ^ i ^ ^ ^ ^ 

Diftempersof the Body , a Book of the manner of rhl ^®"§’'®/"‘!^?'’Ptimptionsof the Lungs and inward 
Alio, If a Perfon delire to be furniihed with good thofe who buy the fame. 

f.r* Shop, ,hoy may be fornilhed a. reafonablSe",™ 

To my much Irigemous Friend Mr. John Playtord, 

upon his late VHhlication of two Excellent Book,? for VOCAL MZlSlCKy 

r I z. 


T Rcafurer of Ulufick^y how much we 
Do Owe unto thy induftrie ! 

Th’ unhappy Science ne’rdid found 
In a full Chord, ’till thou hadft bound 
Up in one Book, the whole Confent 
Of fcattcr’d AIiifcl(s Ornament, 

The Choice Compofers of our Age 
Did each one in a private Page 
VVhilper unto his Mufe, till now 
They’re made a Publick Quire by you 3 
Where, like t o joyful Birds by th’ Spring 
Call’d to a plealant Grove, they fing 
Not more their own felicitie. 

And Notes, than juft Applaufe to thee. 
For why ? true) has been 

Difpos’d to Harmony, but when 
Were the Muficians Co much like 
To be a Body Politique ? 

Their Corporation incomplcat 
Appear’d, before thou did ft the feat . 
The Order of thy Booklhallbe 
The Lift of their Societie , 

And none (hall dare t’ intrude himfelf , 
But fuch into their Common- wealth. 
Difpers’d Z/ffrn/j's ufclefs Parts 
Might be reduc’d with half the Arts 
That thou haft exercis’d upon 
Thy Mnfical Cofy/p^mofi 3 
A Piece fo choice, fotrim, fodreft . 
Who w’ould not covet fuch aGueft 
Nor let vain Alov/ns Carp and Cry 
This Work fpeaks thee a rlagiarj , 

For don’t we know thy depth, and skill 
In Thou doft change, or hll 

What pleafeth not, or where it wants. 
And regulate the hilfe Defcants. 

Thou art as ready to tranllatc, _ 

As to tranferibe, thy Book can fay t. 
Thy Compofition too doth railc 
Equal .Advantage to thy praife. 

And though thy bafhful Mufe holds forth 
Too ftnall a tafte of her own worth , 

It fhews enough what thou canft do , 

And to thy Commendation too , 

That in a thing fo rare thou art 
Content thy Friends foould fharc a part 3 
When foiBc like Cafar Co high flown , 

Refolve t’ have all or none their own. 

If pity’d Ign ranee yet fhould caft 
Spite at thy Name, Oh ! let him haft 
For better Knowledge and Inftruftion 
To Playford’s famed IntroduQion. 

If nimble Wits begin to play, 

Thou’rt full of Catches too, as they. 

And more than they can prove, or fing , 

Thy Notes give Life to what they bring. 

Th’ Ingenuous Lover, when he looks 
For Am’rous paftime in thy Books , 

He’l Court thy Ayres with all Refped, 

Thou countenanc’d none, but are Scle & . 

And when the VirUwfi come , 

For that fage Train thou fitteft fomc 
Good Entertainment , then fot on 
T hy Mnjical Companion. 

A Man againft the World, what (hall 
I fay ? How ftiall I Playford call ? 

The Field’s too large. Helicons too fcant 
To pay a drop to every plant 
That Iprouteth forth : And then I hear 
(Methinks) thy Cen'ms drawing near , 

To check ray vain attempt, and tell 
Thy felf does only fpeak thee well. 

I will not therefore Gaul with Baies 
Thy tender Brows, nor clog with Praife 
Thy fertile Merit , only here 
Take leave to pay my thanks , for fear 
I tempt thy Native Modefty 
To flufli into too deep a Dye. 

Cha. Pigeon. Soc.Cra. In. 

To my I'lelovirl Friend ai;d Fellerv ! to my much llomured Friend 


OnbisBoolisof AT RES, | Ou his Boohs of AT RES 

t ^ ( 

btely PuUidded. j buly rnblipjed. 

N Ow I have view’d tliis Book of thine. 
And find Iwcet Language, Notes more 
And fee thy F/z^er wrought in the chime, (line 
Thy Weaving far cxcellsthc Rhime ; 

And Bill thy choice of Lines are cood. 

Not like to thofe who get their Food 
As Beggars Rags from Dunghills take , 

(Such as comes next) ill Songs to make j 
Who by a witty blind pretenfe 
Take words that creep half way to lenfe ; 
Hippotrates or Galea’s Feet , 

And fing them too with Notes as meet ; 
Songsas all th’ way to Gammut tend , 

But in F ¥a Ht make an end 3 
With killing notes which ever muft \yCoriat.'] 
*Squeez the Spheres, and intimate the Duji ; 
Thefe with their brave Chromaticks bring 
Noife to the Ear, but mean No-thing ; 
y et thefc will cenfure, when indeed 
Shew them good Lines, They cannot read • 
Or read them fb, that in the dole ^ 

You 11 hardly judge them Rhime from Profe. 

But why do I write this to Thee 
This is for fhop-fale Frippery 3 
Thy richer ftorehath truly hit 
The whole Age for their want of wit ; 

Live freely , and thy Phanfie pleafe 
We fhall be cenfur’dby fuch Things as thefe. 

John Wilfon, Vocf, in Aluficb I 

T f-iings that are thus, thus excellently good , 

Arc hardly prais’d, ’caufe hardly underflooJ • 
For though at the Hrfl hearing all admire , 

^ et when into the feverals men inquire, 

(which make up the Conipofare ) they are lofl 
Suth Ayr, Wit, Spirit, Harmony eny^rofs’d 
in every piece, as makes each piece the befl 
And yet (as good as ’tis) a Foyl to th’ reft. 

How greedily do the beft judgements throng 
To hear the Repetition of thy Song ( 

Which they ftiil beg in vain ; for when Re-fung 
So much new Art and Excellence is flung 
Round thy Admirers (unobferv’d before) 

As makes the newly-ravifh’d ravilii’d more • 

For comprehend thee flilly none can do 
1 111 like thy Mufick th’are Eternal too. 

Pv Mufick, done her right 

Fitted her for a ftrong and ufeflil Flight. ^ ’ 

(i' complain 
Of the lick Feathers in their Wing and Train • ^ 

flut thou haft imp’d the Wings She had before. 
Mufick does owe Thee much, the Poet more - 
1 hou lift ft him up, and doft new Nature bring 
Thou givTF his nobleft Verfe both Feet and tvfL 

T-L ''"f / immortal here ^ ' 

The the Support of Muficks Sphere ; ’ 

1 o what a darknefs would our Art decline 
f glonous and diurnal Shine’( 

1 hefe fixed Tapers cannot do Thee right 
Nor fully fpeak thy Rays which gave Them Light 

wLIu ™ '"'8'" ciro„ m" ,7'" ■ 

Would only tell the World, Onr Sm « Set. 

Charles Colman, i>o(d. inMuJick: 

A Catalogue of late Printed Musi ck Books, Sold by 
John Play ford at his Shop in thtTemple. 

Books for Vocal M U S I C K. 

Dr. fydliam Child, his Pfalms for Three Voyces to the 
Thserbo or Or^i»»,Engraved on Copper Plates, 

Mr. Porter his Pfalms for Two Voyces to the 


Mr. Henry and Mr. mtllam LawsViiimiiot Three 
Voyces to the Theorbo or Organ. 

Mr. Richard Veering his L/rri'« Hymns for Two and 
Three V oyces to the Organ with Halleluiahs. 

Dr. John wilfons Ayrs or Ballads for Three Voyces to 
the Theorbo, lately Printed at OAr/ert/. 

SeleO: A)res and Dialogues to Sing to the Theorbo 

SeleB Ayres and Dialogues to Sing to the Theorbo, 
fecond Volume. 

The Mujical-Comfanion in two Books , the Firft con- 
tains Catches znd 'Rounds for Three Voyces , the 
Second , Dialogues and Ayres for Two Three and 
Four Voyces. 

A Brief IntroduBion to the skill of Mufick, by John 
Playford , being a moft plain and eafie Method 
for the underftanding the Principles and Grounds 
of Mufick both P'ocal or Injlrumental. 

Books for h^friwiental M U S I C K. 

yit. Michael Sajl’i Fantafes for Viols of Two, Three 
and Four parts. 

Mr. yPtl. Toung his Fantafies for Viols of Three parts. 

Mr. Matthew Lock’s Little Confort of Three parts 
for Viols or Violins, 

Court Ayres of Two parts, Treble and Bafs, for Viols 
or Violins, Compofed by feveral excellent EngUih 

Muftckj Recreation on the Lyra Viol, containing eafie 
and pleafant Leffons for Beginners, with Inlitudi- 
ons for Learners, newly Reprinted. 

Mr. Chrijlofher Simffon’s Div'Jon V ioli(l, or a Guide 
to play Divifion upon any Ground. 

T hi Dancing'M after, containing Rules for the Dan- 
cing Country-Dances,mth theTunes to each Dance; 
to which is added the Tunes of the new French- 
‘Dances, and other new and delightful Tunes for the 
Treble- F'iolin. 

Muftks Solace , containing Leffons and InftruRions 
for the Cithren , newly Printed in a more eafie Me- 
thod than it was formerly. 

Muftcks Handmaid, prefenting new and pleafant 
Leffons for the Virginals fitted for the Praifticc of 
young Beginners, Engraven on Copper Plates. 

Books which are now fitted for the Prefs. 

I. ABooh^for //jeFlagelet, containing many new and pleafant Tunes and 
hJiruBionsfor Learners. 

a. A Book containing all the late Tunes of the French 

Dances, and other new Theatre Tunes. 

'ces to 

A Btok of Divine Hymns nnd Dhloga^s, for One andTwo V^^es 
'MheoLuae cr Organ, Coinpofedhy Mr. Henry Uvees and o, here. 



A S T O R M: 

Cl OR IS at Sea, near the Land, is furpri^ed by a Storm; 
A M I N T o R on the Shore , expecting her Arrival , 


Elp, help, O help, Di-vi-ni— ty of Love! or will com- 


mit a Rape uponmy^/tfr«j She’s on his bofome , and without a wonder cannot fcape. See, fee, the 

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Winds grow drunk with Joy, and throng fo fafl: to fee Loves Argo^ and the vvealth it bears, that now the 

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rackling and the fails they tear: They fight, they fight! who lhall convey Arnlntors Love into her Bay^and 


hurl whole Seas at one another, as if they w'ould the Welkin fmother, Hold Boras^hoXA-, He will not hear ; 




The Rudder cracks, the Main-mafl: falls ; the Pilot fwears, the Skipper bawls ; a fliowre of Clouds in 

dark-nefs fall , to put out light withall. Ye gods, where are ye ? where are ye ? Are ye all a- 


fleep, or drunk with Afefif^ir: Why do you not keep a watch upon your Minifters of Fate ? Tie up the 


A\5nds, or they will blow the Seas to heav’n , and drown your Deities. A calm, a calm ! Miracle of 


Love; the Sea-born Queen, that fits a— bove, hath heard (v^/w(»f«r’s cryes , and now' muft 

loft his prize. Welcome, welcome to the Shore; Thou nialt go to Sea no more: We to Tempi’s 




<;rovc!will go, where Ihc calmer winds do blow, and cmbarqne our- hearts to-gether, fearing nei-;her 

Rocks nor Weather, but out-ride the ftorms of L,ove, and for e — ver con — ftant prove, 

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one frown more to wafte the whole re-mainer of my heart. Alas! undone to Fate, I bow my head 

ready to die , now die, and now now now am dead. You look to have an .Yge of tryal ere you a Lover 


repay . but my ftate brooks no more de-ni-al , I cannot this one minute flay. Alas ! undone to 


Fate, I bow my head ready to die; now die, and now now now am dead. Look in my wound and 


fee how cold , how pale and gafping my Soule lies , which Nature ftrives in vain to hold ; 







whilfl wing’d with llghs awayiit flies. Alas! undone to Fate, I bow my head ready to die ; now 



die , and now now now am dead. See fee already C’A<«rfl«’s boat, who grimly asks. Why all this- 

flay t Hark how the fatal Sifters fliout ! and now they call away a-way. ^ un-done to Fate, 

1 bTw my head, ready to die, now die, and now now now am dead 

Mr. He/;. Lawes, 

A TALE out of Anacreon. 

on I When Mortals ftiia ceffation keep , to 're-recruit thcmfelves with fleep ; Twas then a Boy 

knockt at my gate, W^ho’s there, faid I, that calls folate? O let me is : aS lOonicply d , 1 am a 

Childe ; and then he cry’d , I wander without guide or light, loft in this wet, blind, Moonlefs night. 

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In pity then I rofe , and ftraight unbarr’d my dore , and fprang a light : Behold, It was a Lovely 

Boy , a Tweeter fight ne’re blefs’d mine Eye : I view’d him round , and faw ftrange things . a 






Bow, a Quiver, and two Wings ; I led him to the fire, and then I dry’d and , chaPd 


hands with mine : I gently prefs’d his trelles , curies , which new fain rain had hung with peris ; 

At lafl:, when warm’d, the Yonker faid, Alas my Bow ! I am afraid the ftring is wet; ’Pray (Sir) let’s 

try ; let’s try my Bow. Do, do, faid I. He bent it ; Shot fo quick and fmart , as though my 

liver reach’d my heart. Then in a trice he took his flight, and laughing faid; My Bow is right, it is 

o ’ris ! For as he fpoke, ’tvvas not his Bow , but my Heart is broke. 


Mr. lien. Lawcs. 


7o his M I s T R E s going to SE A, 

Arewell , fair Saint ! May not the Sea and Wind fwell like the Hearts and 

Eyes you leave behind ; but calm and gentle as the Looks you bear, fmile in your face , and whifper 

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Fate, vad Seas ! to Lovc; of my becalmed bread learn how to move : Move then but in a gentler Lovers 

pace ; no furrows nor no wrinkles in your face ; 

And ye fierce winds , fee that you tell your 


tale in fuch a breath as may but fill her Sail : So whileft ye court her each your fev’ral way , 

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ye may her fafe-ly to her Port convey , and lofe but in a noble way of Wooing , whilefl: both con- 

tribute to your own un — do — ing. 

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Mr, Hen. Larpes. 

A Complaint againfi Cupid. 

E'HJiS redrefs a wrong that’s done by that young fprightful Boy thy Son ■ 

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both It-’cn at once , and out of light ; it I do fly, he’s wing d, and then at the firft flep I'm caiiglit again. 

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Mr. Hen. Laivcs. 

The Surprise. 

thinking my Rea— fon or my Years might keep me fafe all furprize. 

bath been long defpis’d ■ 
And made the Baud to others truft 

Finding his Deity furpriz’d , ’ ’ ' 

And chang’d into degenerate Luft , 

Summon d up all his firength and power J 
Making her Face his Magazine , 

Where Virtue’s grace , and Beauty’s flower 
He plac d Ills Godhead to redeem. 

So that too late (alas !) I find 
No Reeled Armour is of proof 
Nor can the beft refolved mind 
Refill her Beauty and her Youth. 

But yet the. folly to untwift , 

That loving I deferve no blame • 

Were it not Atheifme to refill 
Where Gods thenilelvesconfpire her flame. 

Mr. Hen. Lavees, 


beaut Y’S 


Beauties E xceUency, 

Aze not on Swans, in whofe foft breafl: a full hatcht beau—ty feems to neft . 

nor Snow, which (tailing from the Sky) hovers in its Virgini-ty. 

Gaze not on Rofes, though new blown, 
Grac’dwith a frelb complexion • 

Nor Lillies , which no fubtle Bee 
Hath rob’d by kiffing Chymiftrie. 

Gaze not on that pure Milky way 
Where night ufes fplendour with the day ; 
Nor Pearl , whofe iilver walls confine 
The Riches of an Indian Mine. 

For if my Emp’refs appears , 

Swan; moultringdye. Snow melts to tears . 
Rofes do blulh and hang their heads , 

Pale Lillies Ihrink into their beds. 

The Milky way rides pofl , to fhroud 
Its baified glory in a Cloud ; 

And Pearls do climb into her ear , 

To hang themfelves for Envy there. 

So have I feen Stars big with light 
Prove Lanthorns to the Moon-ey’d night ; 

Which when Sol’s Rays were once display’d. 

Sink in their Sockets , and decay’d. 

To his Mistres u^on his going to travel. 

EarefJ , do not now de lay me, fince thou know’ll I mufl be gone- 

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Wind and Tide ’tis thought doth flay me • but ’tis wind that mufl be blown from thy, breath, vvhofe 


tive fmell In-dian Odours doth ex-cel. 

O then fpeak, my Dearefl Fair ! 

Kill not him who vows to ferve thee j 
But perfume the Neighb’ring Air , 

For dumb lilence ^fe will flarve me : 

Tis a word is quickly fpokcn , 

Which reflrain’d , a heart is broken. 


Mediocrity in Love rejeBed. 

Ivc me more Love , or more Difdain , the Torrid or the Frozen Zone bring 

equal eafe unto my pain , the Temperate affords me none ; either extream of Love or Hate is 

fweeter than a calm eftate. Giveme a ftorm, if it be Love, like D4«<i in that golden fliowre. 

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The Self-Bdnifhed. 


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vent the fad eiicreafe of hopeleft Love I keep away : In vain a-las ! for ev’ry thing that I have 

known be-long to you , your form dares to my fan-cy bring , and make my old wounds bleed a-new. 

But I have vow’d, and never mufl: your banifli’d Ser — vant trouble you ; for if he break, you may diftrufl: 

the vow he naade to love you too. 

Who in the Spring from the new Sun 
Already hath a Feaver got ; 

Too late begins thofe lhafts to Ihun 

Which Phoohus through his veins hath lliot ; 
Too late he would the pains affwage , 

And to thick lhadows does retire'. 

About with him he bears the rage , 

And in liis tainted blond thehre.- 
But I have vow’d, &c. 

Mr. Litives. 

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To his M ) S T 11 K S ohjdHtig bis Age. 

M 1 delpi^’d liL-cuiifc you fay, and I believe, that I am gray ? Know, L.ady, 

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hair: Then when in your Glafs you feek, but fiml no Rofe-bud in your Aeek, no,northekdcogive the ^ 

niew,vvherefucha rare Carnation grew ; and fuch a fmiling Tulip too. Ah, then, too late, clofeinyour 






Chamber keeping , it will be told , that you are old , by thofe true tears y’are vveep-ing 



To a Lady , more affable fince the War began. 

Loris , fincc firfl: our calm of Peace was frighted hence , this good we 


find, Your favours with your fears increafe , and growing mifchief m^es you kind: So the fair 



Tree, (which Hill preferves her Fruit and ftate when no Wind blowes) in Storms, from 


that uprightnefs fwerves ; and the glad Earth about her ftrowes with treafure, with treafure from her 

yeelding boughs. 



C L o Pv 1 s Singing. 

E<, ye>, ’tis Claris lings, ’tis Ihe , Mark how the Nymphs and Shepherds all flock 

to her : fo the Mailer Bee the fwarm leads with his awful call; fo to the Thracian Lyre the floods, 






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and the liUning woods : fo llioals of Dolphins on the green waves fpring, when Doris or her Sea-born 

Daughters fing; and fo her Notes their hearts benum ; one looks pale, others eyes ore-flow with tears of 


pleafure, perhaps feme dillil from fad hearts tears of woe; but as if fetter’d in a chain to foft their 

_^~^ons ‘^^^ftops no foOTe"r,b'ut th’inchar^ted throng llra"ight crl^Swee!" CUrh fing anot^r Song. 

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Mr. Ikn, Larecs. 

7 he ZJnconJiant Lover, 

when the world Cliall fpie , and know thy fhifts as well as I, they’l flint their hearts and rake thee in 

no more j he that can dwell with none, mnftoutof dore. 

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Thy pride hath overgrown 
All this great Town 

Which ftoops, and bowcs as low as I to you j 
Thy falfliood might fuppoit 
All the new Court 

Which flii.'ts, and turn , almoft as olt as thou. 
But to exprefs thee by , 

There’s not an objeit low, or high. 

For ’twill be found, when ere the nieafures tride. 
Nothing can read thy falfliood, but thy pride. 

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F when the Sun at Noon difplayes his brighter ray-;, Thou bat appear, 

he then all pale with lhame and fear, quencheth his light, and grow mare dim, compos’d to 

thee, then Stars to him. If thou but ffiow thy face again, when darknefs doth at midnight 

reign; darknefs flyes, and light is hurl’d round about the filent world; fo as alike thou driv’fl away both 


light and darknefs , night and day. 


Mr. Hefi. Laroes. 

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7o his R I V A LL. 

Eek not to know my Love, for flie hath vow’d herConftant faith to me: 



her mildc Afpefts are mine , and thou flialt onely find a Stormy brow ; for if her Beauty 

flir delire in niee, her KilTes quench the fire: Or I can to Loves Fountain goe, or dwell 

upon her Hills of Snow ; But when thou burn’ff , fiiee (hall not fpare one gentle Breath to 

cool the Air; thou llialt not climbe thofe Alps, nor fpie where the fwect Springs of reum lie: 


Search hidden Naturei, and there find a trcafure to enrich thy mind: Difcover Arts not yet reveal’d. 


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Bur let my Miftrefs live conceilM. Though men by knowledge wifer grow , yet here ’ti^ wifdome 

not to know. 


To his M I S T R E s. 

Prethec Sweet to me be Kind , delight not fo in Scorning ; 1 fue for 


Love ; O let me find fome pleafure midfl: my mourning ! Whit though to you 1 vafial be ? Let 

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me my right in-herit : Send back the Heart I gave to thee, fince thine it cannot meriil. So I fliall 

to the world declare how good , how fweet and fair you are. 

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The Heart I mi re. 

Anfl thou love me, and yet doubt fomuch FaKhoodinmy heart, that a 

way I Ihouldfind out to impart fragments of a broken Love to you, more then all b’ing lefs then 

due: O, no ! Love muft dear Diftruft, or be eaten with that Ruft • fltort Love liking may find Jars, 



the Love that lafteth knows no Wars. 

There Belief begets Delight, 

And fo fatisfies Defire, 

That in them it fliines as Light 
No more Fire j 

All the burning Qualities appeas’d , 
Each in others joying pleas’d ; 

Not a whifper , not a thought 
But 'twixt Both in common’s brought ; 
Even to feem Two they are loath , 
Love being 'only Soul to both. 

Mr. Hen, Lams, 


Love in ‘Dejjtair. 

Lover once I Jicl efpie with bleeding Heart and weej' ing Eyc; he (igh’d and 

groan’d, and curft the Boy that planted woe , fupplanted joy ; he w-ept and cry’d, How great’s his 


pain that lives in Love, and loves in vain ! Can there ( fays he ) no Cure be found , but by the 


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Yet let her one day feel the pain to wilh Hi’ had cur’d, but wifli in vain ; for wither’d cheeks may 

chance recover fomcfparks of Love, but not a Lover. 


Mr. //cw. Lujves, 



Loves Fruition. 

Ome come, thou glorious objcft of my fight : O my Joy, my Life my 

only Delight! May this glad Minute be blcft to Ecernitie. See how the glim’ring Tapers of the Sky do 

gaze and wonder at our Conflancy ; How they froud to behold what our Arms do unfold ! How all do 

envy our Fe-licities , andgnidge the Triumph of 5^-/«Wr<«Eyes ! How Am feeks to Ihroud her 

Crefeent in yon Cloud, where fad Night puts her fable Mantle on thy Light; miftaking hafleth to be 

gone, her gloomy Shades give way as at th’approach of Day,and all the Planets Ihrink for fear to be ec- 

clips’ll by 3 brighter Dc-i-tie. Look, O look, how the fmall Lights do fall and adore what.beforc the 

Heavens have not Ihown, nor their godhead known. Such a Faith, fuch a Love as may move Mighty 

J 0 vt from a-bove to defcend and re-main araongft Mortals again. 

Mr. Hen. Lams. 

Love in the Spring, 

Leafurc, Beauty, Youth attend ye j Love and Meldng thoughts befriend ye ; 

While the fpringof Nature lafteth ufe 

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that denies it 

Wace and Privacy invite : 

1 /.r ^ are fair , 

no advantage got for Air 


1 . rr • , ’ I There’s the fwect Exchange of Blifs 

R ^ ^ fupplies it: Where each Whifper proves a Kifs • 

In the Gain are felt no pains, 
tile the Ears of Love are wanting. For frill in all the Lofer gaii4. 

Mr. Hen. Larees, 

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The Lark. 

Wife rhroiigh the yielding Air I glide, vvliile nights fhall be, Ibadcs abide ; 

Yet in my flight (though ne’refo fail) I Tune and Time the vvilde winds bl aft: And ere the Sun be 

come a-bout, teach the young Lark his Leffon out ■ who early as the Day is born fings his (brill 



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Anthem to the ri-iing Morn : let never Mortal lofe the pains to imi-tate my Aiery drains, whofe pitch too 


high for humane Ears, was fet me by the tuneful Spheres. I carrol to the Paries King , wakes him a 

luorni^s when I fing : And when the Sun (loops to the deep. Rock him again and his fair Queen a-fl^p. 

Mr. lien. Laws! . 


^ Loves Vying'-F affton. 

~ ~ ^ar^rhy hair, beat thy bread, ligh, vv^y, dcfyair ; a^n-y Ay me ! 

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IsDafhneAciAi I fee a palenefs on his brow, and his cheeks are drrtwn’d in fnow , Whether, 

whether , whether are thofe Rofes fled ? O my Iieart ! how cold , how cold he’s growne t 


SurehisLipsareturn’dto done. Thus, Thus then I offer up my blood, and bathe my body in his 


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dirowd. Since living accents cannot move. Know yfw,ir/7/«>, know ^w4n7//3' dy’d for Love. 



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On a lojl Heart. 




Hat (liall I do ? I’ve loll my Heart ; ’tis gone I know not whether : 

C«p/f/ cut’s firings , then lent him wings and both are flovvne together. Fair Ladies, tell. 

for Loves fweet fake. Did any of you find it? Come come, it lies in your Lips or Eyes, 

though you’l not pleafe to mind it. Well, If ’tis loft , then farewell froft , 1 will enquire 

Mr. H<’». Lams, 



Loves Flattery, 


Grief is Infeftious , and the Air inflam’d with fighs w'ill blafl: the Fair : Then flop your Ears when 

Lovers cry, left your felves weep when no loft Eye (hall with a forrowing tear repay that pity wliich you 

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caft away. Young men, fly when Beauty darts Am’rous glances at your hearts ; the fixt mark 

gives the Shooter aim , and Ladies looks have power to maim: Now ’twixt the Lips, now in their Eyes, 

wrapt in a Kifs or Smile Love lies. Then fly betimes, for only they Conquer Love that run aWay. 

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A Dream 

L.aicl me down up~on a pillow foft , and dream’d I clypt and kill my 




Miftrefs oft: She cry 'd, Fie fie, away, you are too bold. I pray’d her be content, though fiie were 


cold, my veins did burn with flames of hot defire, and muft not leave till flie had quench’d my fire. 


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Well, I'lnce (faid Ihe) I may not from you fly, do what you pleafc,! give youlibeity. W ith that 

wak’d, but found I was deceiv’d 5 for which 1 ftoi m d like one of fenfe bereav d. 

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Vfon the Hearing Mrs. MaryKnigiit Sing, 

bcarc his &tal dirt j Clofc up thofc Gafeinencs 

voyceitwill appear that Lore can enter at the Ear. Then unveil your Eyes , behold the Curious 

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mold where that voyce dwells : and as we know when the Cocks aow we freely may gaze on the day. 

So may you when the Muficks done, awake and fee the Ri — fing Sun. 


Mr. Hen. Lavfcs. 


iniL nm mu mw* ^ urns. run ii!«u 


The Thrifty Lover. 

Thou art not what thou wcrt before ; What rea-fon I (bould be the fame ? He that can 

love un-lov’d again, hath better ftore of Love than Brain. God fend me Love my Debts to 


pay , whileft Unthrifts fool their Love away. 

Mr. He». Lams, 



A Lover on bit Dying M i s t a e s, 

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Hath cannot yet extinguilli that entire pure flame her Eys did kindle in my breafl: 

now they are clos’d , and (he is laid to reft, my heart hath embers Iclt of chaftedelire, which as the 

iElements, fo they require fomething to feed and keep alive the reft , that heart in Vvlii’ch her Image 


was expreft, (hall be the fuel, (ighs (hall blow the fire ; There now (lie feeihs to move her fweeteft Lips, 

which ever muft be fo till they be nonc,bids me not grieve,lhe’s but eclips’d who from the Eys, not from the 



Heart is gone; yet with mine Eys my Heart Hal bear a part,becaure haine E ys firft brought her to my E' cart 


Mr. 7;. Laiver. 

r4:/M’j fight, (he found a new and unknown light, fo full of glory as it made the Noon-day Sun a 

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gloomy (hade. Then this ara’rous Fly became my Rivall, and did court my flame j (he did from hand lo 

Bofomc skip j and from her breath, her check, her lip, fuckt all the Incenfe, Mirrhe and Spice, and grew a 

Bird of Paradice. At laft in-to her Eye Ihc fleW; there fcorcht with flames, and drown’d in dew, like 

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rhae^H from the Suns fpherc flic fell, and with her dropt a Tear , of which a Pearl was ftreight compos’d. 


The Fly. 

Hen this Fly liv’d flic us’d to play in the Sunfliinc all the day, till coming necr my 


Loves Torment, 

Was fort-'tolil your Rebel Sex nor love nor p'-tyknc\v, aiul with what 


fcom you ufe to vex poor Hearts that humbly fue: But I believe, to crown our pain , could we the 

fortrefs win , A happy Lover fure fhould gain a Patadice within. I thought Loves plagues like Dragons 


fate, only to fright us at the Gate. 



It I did enter and enjoy what happy Lovers pfove, 

I would Kifs, and Sport j and Toy, and tafle thofe .Sweets'of Love : 
Or had they but a lafting fate , or if in C&l\as breaft , 

Or of Love might not abate ^ jvue was too mean a Gueft : 

But now heir breap h of faith far more 
AfHifts tlian did her Scorn before. 

Hard Fate ! to have been once pofTeft as Viftor of a’ Heart , 
Atchicv d.with labour and unreft , and then forc’dto Depart. 
If the ftout toe will not rcfigne when 1 befiege a Town , 

I lofe but what was never mine ; but he that is caft down 
From Injoy’d Beauty, feels a woe 
Only depoled Kings can know. 


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hove ZJnveil d. 

, Muidrefs; Then thou llialt fee thou haft deceiv’d thy felf, not me : Wheiffrom my conftant Afhes 

Truth ftiall rife, and filence thy intended Obfequies. Then unpitied thou ftalt fall , and we both 

die by each others Cruelty. Yet, pitious Fates ! will not I die un-mourn’d, though we both 

die , and both die fcorn’d. 


Mr. tkff. halves. 


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Owning : Here’s a lireaft for your Ned, like an Altar Cyprefs dred, fa-cri-f-cing gricdul groaning. 

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ufe figh-foothing skill, and w'ith Loving gently kill , foon as Afps fatal clafps, whiled your ful glad 

f«fcg4,,f«do„,voe, and fea^yonr 611. , ^ Come, Tad Turfe, O come hither ^ oiir Fate’s alike, 


Let’s die to-ge-ther, 


Mr, Hcfi. Lancs 


Loves Power. 

Eholil and liflcn whilft the Fair breaks infweet found the willing Air 


And with her own breath fans the fire which her bright Eyes did firft infpire. What reafon can that 

Love controll which twafuch ways commands th-e Soul, So when a flalh of Lightning falls on our a- 


bodes , the danger calls for humane aid , with hopes the flame to conquer though from Heaven it 

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Loves Ardency. 

fcorch the more : My fighs that fliould have cooi’d my hot delire , blow my flame high , and fet me 


all on fire. No remedy to Cure me ? Yes, there’s one ; If thou wilt girt me in thy Frozen Zone , 

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The Nightingale. 

and dies content, if her 'poor Note might ferve but as one ftep to raife a Trophic to your Beauties praife. 

Mr. Hen, Lams, 

The Rofejin whofe rich Odours lie 
The perfum’d Treafures of the Year', 
Doth blulh to death when you appear , 
And Martyr-like towards you doth fly. 
To wear your Cheeks frelh Livery. 

Aurora weeps to fee a light 
Outvie her fplendour in your Eyes , 

The Sun’s afham’d to walk the skies ; 

And th’ Envious Moon, grown pale for fpight , 
Vows ne’re to Revel but with Night. 

The fancy Wind with fenfelefs care 
( Seeming to feel foft fenfe of blifs ) 

Steals through your hair , your lips to kifs. 
So Rivals me , who now defpair 
To touch your Lip, Cheek, Eye or Hair. 

Loves Conflancy, 

born of Earthly fire that foon enjoys, and foon expires : His love with 

wings Ill-feather’d flies , that cannot reach beyond his Eyes. 

Where Hope doth fan the Idle fire 
Tis eafie to Maintain delire ; 

But that’s the Noble Love that dare 
Continue Conflant in Defpare. 

Mr. Hen, Lams, 

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C u p I D’j Alarm. 

Hethci'fo gladly and fo fall, as if you knew all danger paft of Combatc and of 

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War : As you believ’d my arms were bound; or when I Ihoot, that ev’ry wound I make is but a Scar 

The Second part. 

'Arm now your breafts with Ihields of Steel, and plates of Brafs, yet you flull feel my Arrows are fo keen, 

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My Mother taught me long ago 
To aim my Shafts , and draw my Bow I 
When She did Mars fubdue : 

And now you mull: religne to Love 
Your warlike Shafts , that She may prove 
Thofe Antique ftories true. 

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Beauties Excellency. 

Ranfcendcnt Beauty ! thou that art light to mine Eyes, life to my Heart : And 

in whofe Virtue refts alone the only true Phi-1 o-fo-phers Stone:For as th’ Elixir can reftore Nature de- 


cay’d as ’twas before, thy power hath wrought a ftranger thing , by changing Autumn to aSging. 

Mr. Hen. Lams, 

Sympathy in Love, 

£ep not iTiy d'lr for I fli^l go^lollen enough wiVn my owm woe Add not thy 


heavinefs to mine, fmee Fate our Pleafures muft dis— joyn. 

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Wliy iltould our Sorrow's meet, if I 
Muft go and leave thy Company : 

1 wiltPnot there’s it fliall relieve 
My Heart, to tliink thou doft not grieve. 

Yet grieve and weep, that I may bear 
Every Sigh and every Tear ; 

And it lliall glad my Heart to fee 
Thou were thus loth to part trom mee. 



A Remembrance. 

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Here we fate , and with kind art 
She about me twin’d her arms , 
Clafp’d in hers my hand and heart 
Fetter’d by thofe plealing charms. 
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Here my love and joys flic crown’d 
Whil'ft the hours ftood before me 
With a killing glance did wound 
'And a melting kifs reftore me. 

On the doun of either breaft 
Whirif with joy my foul retir’d , 
My refigning heart did rert: 

Till her lips new life infpir’d! 


The renewing of thefe fights , 

Doth with grief and pleafure fill me , 
And the thought of thofe delights 
Both at once revive and kill me. 


Elicatc Beauty, why fliouid you difdain with pity at leaft , to leflen my pain ? 

Yet if youpurpofe to render no caiife, Will, and not Reaon,is judge of thofe Laws. 

Suffer in filence I can with delight > 
Courting your anger to live in your fight . 
Inwardly languifli , and like my difeafe,’ 
Always provided my futferance pleafe* ’ 


Take all my comforts in prefent aw'ay , 

Let all but the hope of your favour decayj 
Rich in reverfion Me live as content. 

As he to whom Fortune her fore-lock hath lent. 



MuiHal affeBion beween O r i n d a and L u c a t i a, 

Ome, my Lucatia, fmce we fee that miracles mens faith do move by wonder 

and by prodi- gie : to the fierce an— gry world let’s prove there's a Re-li-giXn in our Love. 

For though we were defign’d t’agree , 
That Fate no liberty deftroys , 

But our Ele£lion is as free 
As Angels , who with greedy choice 
Are yet determin’d to their joys. 

Mr. Hen. Lawet, j 
Our hearts are doubled by their lofe 
Here mixture is addition grown , 

We both difufe , and both ingrofs , 

And we whofe minds are fo much one ’ 

Never , yet ever are alone. 

We court our own captivity , 

Then Thrones more great and innocent ^ 
’Twere banilhment to befet free, 

When we wear fetters, whofe intent 
Not bondage is, but ornament. 

Divided joys are tedious found 
And griefs united eafier grow , 

W e are our felves but by rebound / 
And all our titles ihuffl'd fo , 

Both Princes. j and bot h Subjefls too.’ 

Loves Parting, 

Ut that I knew before we met,the hour would come that we muft part,and fo had 


fortifi’dmy heart, I hardly could efcape the net, my Paflions for my Reafoh fet. 


But wliy Ihould Reafon hope to win 
A Viftory that’s fo unkind , 

And fo unwelcom to my mind ; 

To yield is neither fliame nor lin , 
Belieg'd without, betray’d within. 

And thougli that night be ne’re fo long , , 
In it they either fieep or wake : 

And either way enjoyments take , 
i n Dreams or Viiions which belong 
Thofe to the old ; . thefeto the young. 

But Friends ne’re part (to fpeak aright ) 
For who’s but going is not gone ; 
Friends like the .Sun mull ftill move on , 
And when they feem moft out of fight , 
There abfence makes at moft but night. 

I’m old when going , gone ’tis night , 

My Parting then lhall be a Dream , 
And laft tiH the aufpicious Beam 
Of our next meeting gives new light. 
And the beft Vilion that’s yoiuTight. 

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The Rose. 

O lovely Rofe, tell her chat wafts her time and me, chat now llic knows when I rc- 

(emble her to thee, how fwcet and fair flie feems to be. Tell her that’s young, and fliuns to have her graces 

fpi’d, that hadft thou fprung in Defarts where no men abide, thou muft have uncommended dy’d. 

Small is the worth 
Of beauty from the light retir’d, 
. - Bid her come forth , 

Suffer her felf to be defir’d , 

And not blufli to be admir’d. 


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Then die , that (he 

The common fate of all things rare 

May read in thee. 

How fmall a part of time they ibare 
That arc fo wondrous fweet and fair. 


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Ell me no more ’tis Love your paflions move in a fantaftick fphere,and only there: 

jThus you confine what is divine, when Loye hath pow’r, and can difpenfe fufficient to the foul and fenle. 

'Tis Love the fenfe informs , 
And cold bloud warms ; 
Mor gives the foul a Throne 
To us alone. 


But bids them bend 
Both CO one end ; 

And then ’tis Love when thus defign’d 
1 hey make another of their kind. 

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Not to be altred from AffeBion, 

flirting ways to find a doubtlefs faith to try , and ali example to out-do , to fcorn and make me 

jealous too : Alafs ! (he knows my fires are too too great j and though fhe be flone ice to me, her 

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That Law which \vith fuch force o’re-ran 
TheArnuesof my heart, 

When no one thought I could out-man. 
That durfi: once take my part. 

For by affault ihe did invade. 

No compofition to be made ; 

Then, fince all muff yield as well as I 
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There’s no prefcribing in captivity. 

Mr. Henry Lams, 

That Love which loves for common ends. 

Is but felf-loving love ; 

But nobler converfation tends 
Soul myfteries to prove. 

And fince Love is a pafllve thing, 

It multiplies byfuffering. 

Then, though Ihe throw life to the waning Moon,’ 
on him her fhine, 
the dark part mine, 

Yet I muft love her ftill when all is done. 


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Tolky in Love. 

Rt thou in Love ? It cannot be ; 'twill prove too great a Ruritie ; For Love is 

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banilht from the mind , and every Creature proves unkind. 

Mr. Uen, Lawes. 

Your fex we know hath too much power No Archers from above are fent 

To be confin’d above an hour , Poor <^'upid s Bow lies now unbent , 

And Ladies are become fo wife And Women boafl that they can find 

They’l plcal'c their own, not others Eyes. A nearer way to pleafe the mind. 

Yet Rill you figh and keep adoe 
Only to tempt poor men to wooe : 

But fure if thou a Lover be 
'Tis of thy Self , but hot of Me. 

A Glee at Christmas. 

i Is Chrijimo! now, 'tis Chriftmas now, when Cato’s felf would laugh,ar.d fmoothinj 

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forth his wrinkled brow , gives li— ber-ty to Quaff, to Dance, to Sing, to Sport and Play; for ev’i] 


hour’s a Holy-day. 

And for the Twelve days', let them pafs 
In mirth and jollity 
The Time doth call each Lad and Lafs 
That will be blithe and merry 

Then Dance, and Sing, (^c. 

Mr. Hctt. Laives, 

And from the Rifing of the Sun 
To th’ Setting caRoffCares ; 

’Tis time enough when Twelve is done 
To think of our Atlairs. 

Then Dance, and Sing, o~c. 


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The of Love. 

Herellialla man an objeftfind that may preferve a qui-et mind? Sad 

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forrow dwells in Loves fair Eyes, and Beauty ftirs up Jealoulies : A Lovers Hopes are mixt with Fears, 

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cafe my pain , an Arrow draws me back again 

Mr. He»rji Laivef. 


King of of a,«l £.n,/, ! >vhoihak’ft.l>e worUUvhcn 

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thou lliout’ft Thun - 

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-dcr forth ; whom Devils dread, and Hofts of Heaven praife ; whom Fate 

(which mafteis all things elfc) obeys: Eternal Caufe ! who on the Winds doff ride, and Natures face with 

thick dark Clouds doff hide; Cleaving the Air with Balls of dreadful Fire; Guiding the Stars which 

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run, and never tire. About thy Throne bright Angels flandjand Bow to be difpatch’d to Mortals here be- 

low. Thy early Spn»^ in ^Purple robes comes forth :.Tfey, South does conquer all the North : 

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A Bhclynore Maid rpooing a Fair Boy, 

Hy, Lovely Boy, why fly’fl; thou me , that languifh in thefe flames for thee ? 

I’m Black, ’tis true why, fo is Night , and Love doth in Dark ftiades de-light. The whole 

world, do but clofe thine eye, will fecm to thee as Black as I; or op’t, andfee what aBlack fliade 

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is by thine own fair body made, that follows thee where ere thou go : O who allow’d would not do fo ? 


Let me for ever dweU fo nigh, and thou jbalt need no 'other Shade than I 


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The Boys Anfmr to the Blacliniore Maid. 

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KiflTcs make, but an Ecclipfe; in which the mixed Black and White pretends more Terrourthan Deligiit: 

Yet, if my Shadow thou wilt be, enjoy thy dearefl; wifli But fee thou take my Shadows property, that 

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my felf to thee. 

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A Sacrificed Heart, 

when thou a Sparkle dofl e-fpie Dancing be-fore thy brighter Eye, O! do not doubt that 


Sparkle came from the Fervour of my Hearts flame ■ which thus to prove, open the Urn wherein 

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Oafl nor, Blind Boy,that I’m thy prize ; ’twas not cliy Darr, but thcfe that feather’d 

with her Eys firft took my heart. Th’ ill tutor'd Shatt-jind chi’diili Bow on faintly Lo-ving hearts be/fow. 


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I vaunt my Flames , and dare defic 
Thofe Bug-bear Fires 
Which only i'erve to fatisfie 
Fools fond Delires ; 

I lord up for fuch tliy Painted flame 
As tremble when they hear thy Name. 

My Heart thy Fires not Shafts could peiro*, 
But holy Flalhcs 

Swifter than Lightnings, or more fierce, 
Burnt mine to Allies ; 

Where let them fleep in unknown reft , 
Since Fate concludes thy Urn her Breaft. 

On a Proud Lady, 

Till to be Neat,ftillto be Dreft as you were going to a Feaft: Still to be powder’d 

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Give me a Look , give me a Face 
That makes Simplicity a Grace ; 

Robes Loolly flowing , Hair as Free • 

Such fweet neglefts more taketh me 
Then all th’ Aiiult’ri.'s of Art ; 

They ftrike my Eyes , but not my Heart. 

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T 0 an Inconfiant Lover, 

ong: Here’s food would warm the Col-deft blood , Joys would make an old man young : 

Here are Eyes tlut would move Stones to pity, Rocks to Love, Cheeks of a Vermilion hew fweet as 

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' Rofa' in a a™. Who but a f.lly Swain, or foolill.Goall, for homely Cates would leave fo 


dainty a teaft. 

Wilt thou begon, thou Frofty man. 

Is not Beauty a fair prize. 

Doft rate thy pelf with true Loves wealth : 
Foolilh man, where are thine Eyes . 

Here are l ips both trelh and tan , 

Red as Cherries in their prime , 

(dobe-hke Hreafts both fmoothand white, 

Full of pleafure and delight : 

W ho but Afs would leave fuch dainty ftoi e ^ 

To feed onThiftles, when better meats betou. 

Dr. Charles CoIma 
Go get thee gone, tliou Senfelefs naan. 

And make Marts with fuch as Ihe 
Who, both in Kind and Ciurilh mind 

Ev’ry’ way’s as bafe as thee; 

That hath Eyelids like feme Witch , 

Wrinkled Checks as black as phch , 

Lips as pale • and tor her Breaft j 
Lank and loatlifome as tlic reft : . _ 

May Ihe difgrace her vSex, and thee fo hir 
Thai thou inayft languilh f death w.tli Loathing I 


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Tbe Marigold. 

Ark how the Blufliful morn in vain courts the Amorous M^njrold witli (Ighing 


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Blufli, and weeping Rain, yet (lie re-fu-fes to unfold. But when the Planet of the Day approacheth 

with his powerful Ray , then She fpreads, then She receives his warmer beams in-to her Virgin Arms.’ 

So may’ft thou thrive In Love , fond Boy , 
If lilent tears and (ighs difeover 
Thy grief , thou never (halt enjoy 
•The juft reward of a bold Lover- 

Mr. Kirh. Lanneare, 


But when with moving accent thou 
Shalt conftant Faith and Service vow , 

Thy C*!'m (hall receive thofe charms 
With open Ear, and with unfolded Arms. 

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' Loves Cotiftancy, 

O more Hiall Meads be deckt with flowers, nor Sweetnefs live in Rofie Bowers- 


nor greeneft Buds on Branches fpring, nor warbling Birds delight to fing. nor ^-prll Violets ‘ 


paint the Grove, when once I leave my GalU's Love, when. once I leave my , Cilia’s Love. 

THE Fifli fliall in the Ocean burn , and Fountains fweet fhall bitter turn j the humble Vail no 

Floods lhall know, when Floods Hull highefl: Hills ore-flow; Black iiet/jf lhall Ob-li-vion leave , 

before my Cali/* I deceive, before my C,e//'(t I deceive. LOVE iliall his Bow and i>h^ lay by, — » 


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Doves want wings to fly: The Sun refufe to (how his Light, and Day lliall then be turn’d to 

Night; and in that Night no Star ap-pear, when ere I leave my Ci-lla dear, when ere I leave my C^lla dear. 




LOVE lhall no more inhabit Earth, nor Lovers more fliall love for Worth; nor Joy above in Heaven 

dwell, nor pain torment poor Souls in hell: Grim Death no more lhall horrid prove; when ere I 

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Mr. Nkh. Latweare. 

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Love Efiflamed. 

outoF my Love-fick empty brain , cannot allay my fcorching paim Come Humber, Trent, and filvcr 

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Thames : Dread Ocean hafte with all tliy Streams , and if thou canft not quench my Fire , 


O drown both me and my Defire. 

Mr. Nkh. Lanmare, 


Fire , Fire , there is no Hell to my defire ; 

See all the Rivers backward fly , 

For fear my Heart (liould drink them dry ; 
Come Heavenly Ihowers, come poumg down , 
Come you that once the W orld did Drown . 
And if you cannot quench my Fire, 

O Drown both me and my Defire. 

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ZJnmliing Parting. 


O no, I tell thee noj though from thee I mufl; go, yet my Heart fays not fo : 

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It fwears by Stella’s eys,in whofe daz’ling furprizc it in Loves fetters lies: It fwears by thofe Rofes and 


Lillies fo white, and thofe Rubies fo bright, ner to part, nc’rto part from my dear dear Delight. 

The Dying Lover, 

Mr. 'Nich, La tine are. 

Tay, Silly Heart, and do not break, but give a Lover leave to (peak, to tell a 


Tale that Stones may move to pity me that dies for Love, 

2. Thy Heart is harder far than flint. 
And will not fuffer Cupid's print ; 
But beats his Arrows back to Jove , 
By which , alas ! I die for Love. 

Mr. Nich. LannearCf 
3. when I am gone, true Lovers mourn , 

Deck all your heads with Wither’d Corn ■ 

Wear on your Hand a Sable Glove 
To teftifie I dy’d for Love. 

4. TTien^bear nie foftly by her dore , 5. Then in an unfrequented Cave 

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And there with Mourning Heads deplore. Where Fairies haunt, prepare my Grave 

Cry loud, look down you Pow’rs above. Among wilde Satyrs in a Grove , 

On her that flew me for her Love. That they may ling, I dy’d for Lovej 

6 . Laft , build my Tombe of Lovers bones , 
Set round about with Marble-ftones ; 

My Scutch’on bearing Venus Dove ; 

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But He tell ye what be-fell ye , and his Mother lay in a Cloud while both did play : He with his 

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dew fell down on you, and made you White. 



Wounded in Love. 

Mr. NzV/j. Lanneare. 



Or that one glance I wounded lie, O look again, and let me die : Kill me out- 

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O fltoot more Glances with titine Eyes 
To llicw th’ accept’d the Sacrifice 
Of my poor Heart , which now doth burn 
Whiled I bothPriedand Otfering turn. 
He blame no more thofe Eyes that prove 
re thev caus’d mv Love. 


Lovet AffeBion, 

E not proud, Pretty one, for I muff love thee j Thou art Fair, but Unkind, 

yet doft thou move me. Red is thy Lips, and Cheeks like to thy Blufhes : The Flame that’s 

•. in thine Eye burns mine 'to Allies. And on thy Breaft, the place '.of Loves abiding, fits Cupid high 

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enthron d my pain de— ri-ding. O! if a god thou art, wound Her that fcorns me, or fall from that 

bright Sphere which fo adorns thee. 

Then might my Sighsand Tears move her Compaffion ' 
^d on her Heart of Flint make fome ImprelTion . " 
Knowmg her Beauty hath fo far infnar’d me , ’ 

And all the Joys of Peace hath quite debarr’dme. 

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Having liv’d bat m hope Once to injoy Thee : 

And fure my Death would add nought "to thy Glory 
Bur rather all your Fame die in the Story. 

Mr. Simon Ives. 

C u p I D’x Doomfday, 

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WindowsandDoresare O.utandbarrd,lic-clofein theChurch,and it. the Church-yard : In e-Vry 

” I It an End , and we Gome, we Come. 

Grave make room, make room ; the World s at an tna , a ^ 

Mr. Alphon. Marjh. 

The State is now Loves Foe, Loves Foe, 

T’has feiz’d on his Arms, his Quiver and “ow j 
T’has pinion’d his Wings , and fetter d his reet , 
Eccaufe he made way tot poor Lovers to meet : 
But oh lad chance ! his Judge was old j 
Hearts cruel grow , when blood grows cold : 
No Man being young, his Procefs would draw j 
Oh Heavens ! that Love Ihould be ‘ 

Lovers go Wooe the Dead, tj"-’ ^ 

Lye two in a Grave, and to Bed, to Bed. 

Madnefs in Love. 

Twas a fine life I liv’d when I did drefs 
My felf to Court your peevilhneft ■ 

When 1 did at your foot-ftool lye , 

Expelling from your eye to live or dye. 

Now frowns or fmiles, I care not which I have ; 

Nay , rather than Tie be your flave , 

rie Court the Plague to fend me to my grave. 


And now 1 will fliake off my chains, and prove 
Opinion built the Gaol of Love ; 

Made all his Bonds, gave him his Bow , 

His bloody Arrows coo which murder fo. 

May all the Oaths which idle Lovers dream , 

Be all contriv’d to make a Theam 

For fome caroufing Poets drunken Flame. 


Love and Honour. 

for Nature and Love arc both of a date , and Honour but yefterday fet up her State. 

Mr. Alph. MarJJj^i 

Honour wc grant’s the Daughter of Love , 
And this doth them their Precedefs prove ; 
For Honour’s but Heat, ’tis Love is the Fire 
This may Preferve, but that Kindles Defire. 

If you take away Love, then Dame Honour muft 
Come down a degree, 'and lie in the Dull : 

Tis a Green-ficknefs fancy to familh Love , 

And feed upon Honour, which fatal may prove. 

Then you may leave off , for ’tis Labour in vain 
By Reafon to Cure aTrue Lovers pain : 

Then farewell dull Mortall, fince it is mofl: true 
That with Honour and Love thou haft nothing to doe. 

C u p I d’j Monarchy, 

F you will Love, know this to be the l.aAVs of CtifU’s Monarchy, That to Re- 

fufe is to abufe Loves Government ; and I declare, that fuch Loves Rebels, not his Subjefts are. 



Mr. Alph. Marfi. 

To Love is not to be your Owne , 
Love ftudiesto pleafethem alone 
Whom it atfefts 
With moft relpcfls 
Of ought befide , for Love confin’d 
Is but by Ufurpation Love defin'd. 

If you did Love as true as I , 

You nothing would or cold deny. 

But would conceive 
That you receive 

What you bellow : If this were true , 
Your Heart would dwell in me as 1 in you. 

7 he id jfitude of I ore. 

all the world in llore,or Heav’n it 

felf to give ns more; for nothing fure fo fweet can prove as pleafures 



Mr. Alphun, Mnrjh. 

of beginning Love. 

II, _ 

But Love when to its height arrivd 
Of all our Joys is fliortell liv’d . 
His Morning part, he Setsfo foon 
That none can find an Afternoon: 
And of that little time is lent 
Half in Unkindnefs is miflpent. 


Since Fate to Love fuch lliort Life gives 
And Love fo tender whileft he lives , 
Let us remove Mean fears away , 

So to prevent his firft decay : 

For Love, like blood, let out before , 
Will lofe his pow'r, and Cure no more. 

Loves Hue and Cry. 

Ft have I fearcht both Court and Town, and Country Village too, the Black, the 



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Conftant than the Wind. 

If nobly born, She fcorns to be Confined in her Love - 
it Riches make her melt, we fee varietic fhe'l prove’; 

And Hie whom Want betrays , no lefs 
C*iange her only happinefs. 

^ince a will try llenmv no more court dangerous Conftancy 
But lie change Objcfts , and adore this fweet Variety ; 

For , taught by their Fxample , J 

Love nothing now but Liberty. t 

Mr. Alph. Marjl.', 

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C u p I dV '‘Vrogrefs, 

P Ladies, Up ; prepare your Taking faces ; for Cnpld rides a Hunting to day in 



Secret places- his BoW is ready bent, to Ihew you his Intentj his Quiver full of Darts,to wound the chiefeft 

Hearts : Then follow follow me all you that Gamefome be. 

Mr. Iphon. (JliArfh. 

See where he comes with all his Am’rous Train ! ^ 

Mark how the Ladies do trip it or’c the Plain ! 

His Gallants and his 'Squires, all clad in warm defires j 
And thofe that did retire. Come on with frefii defire : 
Then follow follow me, all you that Gamefome be. 

E N D Y M 1 6 n’j Dream, 

All dew of Slumbers in a gentle Stream, and my Endymlon blefsjthat he i’the Banquet of a 

giiTElE|Egsj i lpiE|^gl iiijjii^i= 

Dream may tafle his future Happinefs. Softly, foftly ■, O let no rude affright as he lies . Break up his 

^ 1 \iphoti. Marp, 


Drefi: Seraphins, put on your fofteft wings j 
Glide eas’ly from above : 
with blifies Heavens fruition brings 
Kefrelli the panting hopes of Love. 

Charm him, Charm him : 

Then with a Bee-hke Hum 
Gently wake 
For /Afro’s fake 
LtAtidtr from EliMum. 


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Love ttdmiis no Rivall. 


Nilccd , I never was but once fo mad to dote upon the Heauty of a Face ; 


and then, a-las ! my fortune was fo bad, to fee a— no-ther chofen in my place , and yet I courted 

Her I’m very fure with Love as true as his , and full as pure. 


Mr. If'ill, Gregorie. 


But if I ever be fo fond again 
To undertake the fecond part of Love • 
Or reaflume that moft unhappy pain. 

Or after Shipwrack do the Ocean prove : 
She (hall be tender-hearted , kind and free j 
‘Or Lie be as Indifferent as She. 



Tranjparent Love, 

Liru, ’twill be for cithers reft timely to know each others Breaft; I'le make the 

Obfciu-e parts of mine Cleeras your Charm — -ing Beauty lltine: And if you’l deal but 


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fo with me , We foon lliall part , or foon agree. 

I . Know then, though you were twice as fair , 
If it could be , as now you are ; 

Or if the Graces of the Mind 
With a fupportant Beauty (liin’d j 
Yet if you love me not, you’l fee 
I value thofe as you do me. 

Mr. Roger Hill, 

2 , Though I a thoufand times have fwom , 
My PalTion Ihould tranfcend your Scorn j 
Or that your bright triumphant Eyes 
Creates a flame that never dyes ; 

Yet if to me you prove untrue , 

Thofe Oaths Ihould prove as falfe to you. 

3. Though I fliould Love, and you fliould Hate, 
’Twas (I confefs) a meer Deceit ; 

And that my Flames Ihould Deathlefs prove , 
’Twas but to render fo your Love. 

I brag as. Cowards ufe to do. 

Of Danger, they ne’r run into. 

But now my Tenets 1 have told , 

If you Ihould them too rigid hold 5 
T’ attempt the Change would be but vain , 
The Conqueft not being worth the pain : 
With thofe ric other Nymphs perfue , 
Clorie too much to lolc Time and You. 

Love mtboPtt Flattery. 

Dmit , thou Darling of mine Eyes , I ferve fome Idol late-ly fram’d , that 


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underneath a falfe aifgnife . our true Love, might the lef, he .atn U : Lanu t„o^ u» . ... 


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Heart fiippofe I tall trom Thee to worlliip Thote. 

Remember Dear how loth and flow 
\ was to caft a Look or Smile ; 

Or on Love, Lines to misbeAow , 

Till thou hadtl chang’d both Face and Stile : 
And art thou now atFraid to fee 
That Mask put on thou mad’ft for mee. 

Mr. Roger Hill. 

I Cannot call thefeChildilli fears 

That come from Love, much lets from Thee • 

But walli away with frequent Tears 
That Counterfeit Apoftacie : 

And henceforth kneel to ne’r a Shrine , 

To blind the World, but only Thine. 

7 he Crafty Lover. 


O more will I contemplate Love , nor yet implore tlie Pow’rs above to 

caft their Influence on a Mind that can profefs, and not be Kind. If good Examples will not do. 


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I muft decline the Praftice too. 


Mr. Roger Billi 

My Miftrefs Tic no more admire. 

Her Beauty or her Love defire j 
Though in proportion both agree , 
When neither doth refleft on me : 

I may without a guilty thought 
Efteem thofe facufties from nought. 

Let thofe who love to fpend their days 
In fpeaking Women, or their praife • 
Apply their Virtue to their ufe , 

As ft ’twere real fuch abufe : 

I can but fcorn , ’twill never take ; 
I honour Virtue for its fake. 

1 will no longer facrifice 
To fuch unfacred Miferies, 

Nor yet contribute to a pow’r 
Exafts Obedience ev’ry hour : 

No no, my thoughts are too too free 
To fancy Her that Loves not me. 



Love in a Riddle. 

HE that would not, I would chufe ; She which would, I would refufe: 





nr««/ could my Mind bur Tame, but not fatisfie the fame. Inticements offer’d Idefpife. anddeny’d I 


(lightly prize : I would neither glut my mind,nor yet too much torment find. Thrice girt T)iami do not 


take me, nor naked, Joyfol make me : The firft no pleafure hath to Joyme,andthe lall c. 

nough to Cloy me. But a Crafty Lafs I’de have, that will grant the Love I crave 5 and Joyn at 

Cassandra in Mourning. 

Poets, when the Moon had put her Sa--ble Mourning on , aloud they founded with a meiry flrain. 

until her brightncfs was re— ftor’d again. 


Too well I know from whence proceeds 
Thy wearing of thefe Mourning weeds j 
In cruel flames for thee I burn, 

And thou for me do’fl: therefore mourn. 
So lits a glorious Godefs in the Skies ^ 
Clouded i’th’ Smoak of her own Sacrifice, 

Mr. ‘jobn M 

• I III. op. 

Wear other Virgins what they will ! 
Caff'audra loves her Mourning ftill ; 

Thus the milky way fo white 
Is never feen but in the Night ; 

The Sun himfelf, although fo bright he feem, 

Is black as are the Moors that worihip him 


Her Words are Oracles,and come 
( Like thofe) from out fomedark’ned room : 
And her Breath proves that Spices do 
Only in Scorched Countries grow : 

!If llie but fpeak, an Ihe appears ; 

Though all ore black,at Lips She Jewels’ wears.’ 


But tell me, thou deformed Cloud , ^ ^ 

How dar’ft thou fuch a Body Ibroud ^ “ 

So Sa^ yes with black hideous Face 
_ .Of old didjoyelyNimphs embrace,: 
iJiat Mourning e’re Ibould hide fuch glorious Maids 
Thus Deities of old did live in fliades. 

Methinks I now do V tms fpy 
As Ibe in l'^Hlcan’% arms did lye 
Su(his Cajfandra and her Shroud : 

She looks like Snow within a Cloud : 

Melt then, and yield ! throw off thy mourning Pall ! 
Thou never cap’ll look white, until thou Fall. 


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The Dejparing Lover. 


Could a Sigh , a Tear , a Grone , 
Things pale Paflion feeds upon ; 

A Midnight Grove , 

Place fit for Love : 

Could thefe but enter in your thought, 
Youl’d then confefs Love dearly fought. 



Cruel Faireft , there you fit 
As unconcern'd , as if my Wit 
To Mirth did move , 

Not to plead Love: 

You’r like the Deer, which Jift’ning fiand 
To hear me Play, but flight the Hand. 


Faireft , like them , you admire 
The Mulick , but negleft the Fire 
The Air that beats 
And gives me heat: 

To tell you ^ Cruel Beauty , you 
Have out-done Him that vvorlhips You.’ 

C L o R I s jT ielding, 

111 C/or/k call her Sun-bright Eye, upon fo mean a Swain as I ? can Ihe affeft 

my Oaten Reed , or ftoop to wear my Shepherds Weed. 

What Rural Sport can I devifc 
To pleafe her Ears , to pleafe her Eyes ; 
Fair Cioris fees , fair Clorii hears , 

With Angels Eyes, and Angels Ears. 

Mr John Coodgroome. 

On a Crowned Heart. 

Hou fent’d to me a Heart was Crown’d , I thought it had been Thine • 

but when I faw it had a Wound , I knew that Heart was mine. A Bounty of a ftrange conceit , 

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to fend mine Own to me ; and fend it in a worfe eftate than it was fent to Thee. Tlie Heart I 

fent, it had no ftain, but was entirely found ; yet thou haft fent it back again fick of a deadly wound. 

O Heav ns ! How wouldft thou ufe a Heart that (liould Rebellious be , as thus to flay Him with a 

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Dart that ever honour’d Thee. 

T 2 

John Plajforti 


Loves Enquiry, 

ESj I could Love, could I but find a Miftrefs fitting to my mind ; who neither 

Pride nor Gold could move to buy her Beauty, fell her Love : Were Neat, yet car’d not to be Fine ■ 

and love me for my felf,not mine : I^ot Lady proud,nor City coy ; but full of freedom, full of joy. 


1 . Not wife enough to rule a State , 

Nor fo much Fool to be laugh’d at ; 
Nor Childilli young, nor Beldam old , 
Not Fiery hot , nor Icy cold j 

Not richly Proud, nor bafeJy Poor ; J.Pla^ferd. 

Not Chart , yet no reputed Whore. 

If fuch a one 1 chance to find 
I have a Miftrefs to my mind. 

The Prudent Lover, 

Ot that I willi my Miftrefs or more, or lefs than what She is, write I thefe 

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Lines for ’tis too late , Rules to prefcribe unto my Fate. 





2 . But as the tender Stomachs call 

F )r choice of Meats , yet brook not all ; 
ho cjuealie Love may here impart 
Wlut Miftrefs ’tis beft takes the Heart. 

A. Yet this alone will never win, 
llnlefsfome Treafure be within ; 

For where the Spoil’s not worth the Prey , 
Men raife the Siege and March away. 

6. Then would I l ave her full of w it , 

So llie knows how to hufwire it ; 

Forlhe whofe infolencc will dare 
To cry her Wit , will lliew her ware. 

3 . Fir ft, I would have her richly fpread 

With Natures Blolfom , White and Red ; 
For flaming heat will quickly dye.. 
Where is no Jewel for the Eye. 
j. 1 care not much if Ihe be proud , 

A little pride may be allow’d ; 

The amorous Youth will pray and prate 
Too freely , where he finds no ftate. 
y . Laft, 1 would liave her Loving be, 
(Millakemenot) to none but me • 

She tliat loves one, and loves one more , 
She’lelovc a Kingdom o’re and o'rc- 



The Humorous Lover. 

(p ^ Ell well, ’tis true, I now am fain in Love, and ’tii vvith you : fee 

vvhilft y’are enthron’d by me above. You all your arts and pow’rs improve to tyrant over me, and make my 


flames th’incentivcs of your fcorn, whilft you 

rejoyce and feafl: your eyes to fee me quite forlorn. 

2. But yet be wife , 

And don*t believe that I did think your Eyes 
More bright than the Stars can be ; 

Or that your Face Angels out-vies 
In their Celefciai Liveries : 

'Twas all but Poetry : 

I could have faid as much by any She < 

You are not Beautious of your Self , 

But are made fo by Me. 

4. Yet fmee my Fate 

Hath drawn me to that Sin which I did hate , 
rie not my labour lofe , 

But will love on, as 1 begin , 

Toth’ purpofe, now my hand is in, 

Spightof the Artyouufe; 

And let you know the world is not fo bare , 
There’s things enough to love belides 
Such Toys as Ladies are. 

_j. Though we (like Fools) J. Hilton. 

__ Fathom the Earth, and drain the Schools 
For Names t’ exprefs you by ; 

Out-rant the loudefl: Hyperboles 
To dub you Saints and Deities^ 

By Cupid’s Heraldry : 

We know y’are flelh and blood as well as Men, 
And when we pleafe can Mortalize, 

And make you fo agen. 

5-. I love good Wine, 

I love my Book, ahd Mufe, nay all the Nine ; 

I love my real Friend 
I love my Horfe ; and could 1 chufe 
One that would not my Love abufe , 

To Her my Lovelliould bend : 

1 will love thole that laugh, and thofe that ling. 
And fcorn to pine away my felf 
For any Female thing. 

Lu\en>armnefs in Love. 

O more,no more, fond Love, give o’re- Dally no more with me: Strike home and bold. 

or cold, or leave thy Deitie. 



In Love Lutewarm, I cannot tdl , 

Will do niure harm , When Sick or Well 

Then can Feaiers : I’hylick or Poyfon give : 
Cold cannot kill , Still in my Grief, 

So loon as will There’s no Reliel , 

A fainting dying Sweat. Ob let me Dye or Live ! 



If I muft be 
Thy Votarie , 

Be thou my Friend oi Foc; 
If thou wilt have 
Me be thy Slave , 

Hold fait, or ict me , o3 

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TheT riumfbs of Death. 

HE Glories of our Birth and State Are lhadows, not fuhflantial things ■ The 

is no Armor ’gainft our fate ; De a t h layes his Icy - hand on Kings : Scepters and Crowns tnuft 

tumble down, And in the Dull be ec^uall layd VVith the poor crooked Syth Sc Spade. Some men with 

Swords may reap the Field, And plant frelh Lavvrels where they kill’d ; But their ftrong Nerves at lafl muft 

yield, Th?y tame but one another ftill. Early or late they bend to fate. And mufl: give up their murm’ring 

breath While the pale Captive creeps to Death., The Garland withers on your brow,Thcn boaft no more 

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your mighty <Lds ; Upon D^h’s piirpf ^ai now, S« where the ViUor Viftim bl«<ls. All heads ni«fi 

come to the cold Tomb, Only the Aflions of the Juft sSmell Iwcct, and B’oftom in the Duft. 

Me. Edivurd Colm.i/i. 

Venus Hue and Cry after Cupid. 

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Eauties, have ye feen a Toy, called, Ltve a llt-tle Boy . almoft Naked, Wanton,l]lir.d, 

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Cruel ; now and then as kind ; If he be amongft you, fay, He is '.nm run away. 

(i) She that will now but now diicover 
Where this Winged-wag doth hover , 
Shall to night receive a kifs , 

How, or where her felf would wjrti ; 
Hut who brings him to his Mother , 
Shall have that luls and oTAather. 

(5) He doth bear a golden Bow , 

And a Quiver hanging low , 

Full of Arrows that out-brave 
'Dttns Shafts ; what if he have 
Any head moreftiarp than other ? 

With that Idft he firikes his mother. 

( t) Marks he h.ath about him plcirty , 
You lliall know him among tweut,- , 
All his body is a fire , 

And his brc.ath .a flame entire , ' 
That brings fliot (like light’nine) m 
Wounds the Heart but not the skin. 

^4) Wings he hath which though you clip , 
He will leap from Lip to Lip j ' 

Over Liter, Lips, and Hoarr , 

I i:t nc’re flay in .anv part : 

/'.nd if bv chance his Arrow raifies , 

He Will llioot himfclf in kifles. 

C 6 ) Still the faiiell .arc his fuel , (7) Tiufthimiiot, his words, thouph fweet , 

when his daies arc to be cruel , Seldom with his heart do meet • 

Lovers hearts arc all his food , All his praftice is deceit , ’ 

And his Bath’s their warmed Blood : tv’ry gift is a bait , 

Nought but wounds his hands doth feafon,Not a kifs but poyfon bears, 

And he hates none like to tcalbii. And mofl trealon in his tears. 

(9) If by tlicfe t ou pleafe to know him , 

Beauties be not nice, but fliow him, 

Though YOU a will to b Jc him , 

Now I hope ye’Ic not abide him r 
Since ve heav his falfrr yl.iy , 

.“Xud that h.’’j I't/iifi Rau-aw a.' 

(g) Idle minutes are his reign , 
Them the flraglcr makes his gain , 
By prefenting Maids with toys , 
And would have ye think ’em tovs 5 
'Tis the ambition of the Eife , 

To have all chiidilb .is hiinfclf. 


T ouths V atiity. 

Hough you are yoimgjnd ^ oW : ThLgh your veynshot^, and niy blood 


cold ; Though Youth is Moift, and Age Dry;, yet Embers live when Flames do die. 

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John Playford. 

The tender Graft'is Ealily broke , 

But who lhall lhake the llurdy Oke ? 
You are more Frelh and Fair than I ; 
Yet Stubs do live when Flowers do die. 

Thou that thy Youth doft vainly .boalt,. 
Know Buds are fooner nipt with Fr^ff? 
Think that thy Fortune ftill doth cry , 
Fond Youth, To morrow thou muft kie.' 

And if to morrow thou Dy ’ll not, 

To Die ere long will be thou lot : * " 

Though thou ot late didfl; Age deny , ' .s '"' ' 

Mud: welcome Death, and learn' to Die. 1 

Cupid Embraced, 

Never knew what Cupid meant , . nor what his Arrows were ; and yet I 

I have feen a Woman has been Fair, 
And yet could never be 
Caught in the Net-work of her flair , 
Or Faces Pagentry. 

But then confidering how in her 
virtue and Swcctnefs dwelt , 
1 worn! red not at any dir , 

That in my Heart I felt. 

I wondred that my dubborn Heart , 
1 liat hath lb long held out , 
Should, by the piercing ol his Dart 
Unleen , be brought about. 

But C upid with a reverend Knee 
I worlliip now , like thofc 
That rank him as a Deity ; 

Arid Thank him for my Blows. 


On a Stolen Heart, 

Hat confciencc fay is it in Thee, when I’ave a Heart but one to take a 








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way that Heart from me, and foto leave me none: Forfhame or pi-ty now encline to aft a loving 

part, either to fend me kindly Thine, orgivp mp 

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back my Heart : Covet not both : But if thou 

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doft refolve to part witl 


\ neither, why yet to iTiew that thou art Juft, take Me take Me and Mine take 

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Me and Mine together. 

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A Dejj^atring Lovet, 

ililiiiiiiiliiiiijil iiilipfe 

Arewell Defpairing Hopes , Tie love no more ; of Death I’m not afraid mv 
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poor Heart is betray’d j She that difdains my Love, muft I adore. Farewell, Farewell defpairing 


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Hopes , rie live no more , T’le love no more. To crave from Cruel Eyes compaffion , ’tis in vain j 

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and with Laments and Gryes to fob out Tears, the witnefs of my pain. No l^ath fliall cure my Sore ; 




Farewell, Farewell Defpairing Hopes, I’le live no more to fee when I complain a Cruel Soul dif- 


dain, that to my grief I love, when Her no tears can move, but rival tears : Ah ! ’tvvas ne’re heard be- 

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fore. Farewell, Farewell Defpairii.g Hopes, I'le live no more ; Ne*re flatter more my fenfe with 


fweet and courteous Breath , ’twixt outrage and offence I am condemn’d , I am condemn d to Death. 

No more on Joys I dote, but with a dole-ful Note my Life and Death deplore. Farewell , 

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Farewell Defpairing Hopes, Tie live no more. He live no more. 


Mr. Hen. Lawes. 

To his The OK A. 

F ftill Theor4 you wear this difguife of Scorn up on your Eyes , and fuffer 



not one fmile approve th’obedience of my Immortal Love : Two Hells at once my Soul muft try^ 

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my own AfFeftions, and your Cm el ty. But if fome kinder Afpeft fhall encline your 

Heart to pi- ty mine, He breath fuch Joys no envious Fate ihall blaft with a furprize, or Time tranflate. 

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Strange Providence ! that Lovers (till find Lips to Kifs as well as Eyes to Kill. Thus have you 








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feen Waves chac’d by th* tmnWfH Ayr. move nothing but Defpair, till fome more friendly winds do 

flay their Murmers, and lead up a Beautious day. Great penances do make us prize (with greater 


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fenfe) ouf hopes of Paradice. 

Mr Hen ,Law>s. 


To a Stream. 

LeerScR’am, who doft with equal pace botiuhy felt fly, and thy fclf chace ; 


forbear a while to flow, and liften to my woe ; Then go and tell the Sea that all his Brine is frelli, com- 

par’d to mine. Inform him that the gentle Dame who was the life of all my flame, i’th’ glory of her 

bud hath part the difmal flood: Death by this on-ly ftroke Xriumphs above the gentle pow’r of Love. 

Alas, Alas ! I mufl: give o re, my lighs will let me add no more. Go on, deer Stream, but reft no more my 


trou bled breaft:And if my fad Complaint hath made thee ftay,ther’s Tears ther’s Tears to mend thy way. 

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Loves Triumph. 

own? It was thy Conduft and Defigne , but not thy Pow’r that vanquilVd mine : As a great 

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Captain to his Name of ev’ry Conqueft joyns the Fame j though ’twas-* not by his Power got. 

but Armies by his Cenduft brought: So When thou could 'ft not do’t alone, thou lead’ll his troops of 

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cannot Aot, make his Belief contribute too : So when the Earth fomepromife iLows that llie does 

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gains: Mayhe but at the firft incline to Love, then by my Faith and Time, his Juflice after 

the furprize (hall be more Otter’d, (hall be more fet 

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Mr. Hetii Laives. 

On the [oft and gentle Motions of E u d o r a. 

Trike, Stlrike fvveet Llcorii , ftrike th’ harmonious Lute ; but with aftroke fo 


gentle as may fute the fi-lent gly-ding of the Hours, or the yet calmer growth of Flow’rs, th' afeending 


01- the falling dew, which none can fee, yet all find true. For thus a-lone can be fiiown how downy 

how fmooth Eudoru doth move. How Ev'n her Aftions appear : the Air of her Face of a gentler 


grace than thefe that do ftroke the Ear : Her addrefs fo fweet, fo becoming meet , that ’tis not the 

Loud, though Me-lo-dious firing, can Ihew forth fo foft, fo noyflefs a thing. This, O this to ex- 

prefs from thy Hand muft fall than Muficks felf fomething more Mu-ficall. 

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A M I N T o R Vijira&ed, Coinflaim. 



Mr. Hen. Laws. 

Though lovely Black dwelt in her Eyes , 
Hey down hey down , 

Like brighteft Day that Ihin’d ; 

And Hills of Snow upon her BreafI , 
Made me and all men blinde. 

She was fo fweet, fo kind, fo free , 
Hey down hey down , 

To kifs , to fport , and play ; 
But all this was with none but Me , 
So Envy 't felf will fay. 


. She fed her flock on yonder Plane \ 

Hey down hey down, 

Tis wither’d now and dry ; 

How can longer live 

When fuch things for her die ? 


She lov’d me without fraud or guile , 

Hey down hey down , 

But not for flocks or treafure ; 

And I was happy all the while , 

But now woe worth all pleafure. 


Her wandring Kids look in my face , 
Hey down hey down , 

And with Dumb Tears Exprefs 
The want of my True L.ove , 
And their kind Shepherdefs. 


■When llie liv’d I went fine and gay , 
Hey down hey down , 

With Flowers and Ribons deck’d ; 
But now I am (as Shepherds fay ) 
The Emblem of JSIegleft. 


Where are thofe pretty Garlands now 
Hey down hey down , 

Of Ivy and of Bays , 

Which Chris platted on my Brow 
For Singing in her praife ? 


For woe is me I fliould be warm 
Hey down hey down , 

Or any Comfort have. 

As long as my dear Chris lies 

So cold within her Grave. 


With naked Legs and Arms I go, 

Hey down hey down. 

For why the Clothes I wore. 

With Bonnets, Scarfs , and many mo. 
Upon her Grave lie tore. 


I’le gather flicks and make a fire > 

Hey down a down ; 

To warm her where flie lies. 

Of Mirtles, Cyprefs and Sweet-Bryer , 
And then perhaps Ihc’l rife. 



ZJnion in Love. 

ND miiftoiitecmpcrs ever be at war? irnift diff 'rent Pattions make ui always 

jai- ? aMuft neither of ns find a temp’rate Zone , but She the Frigid , 1 the Torrid one ? 



Can neither ©f onr Breafls a Medium know, betwixt a Scorching Fire, and Chilling Snow. She like the 


(ty4lfs , and I like t/£tna am j She’s all a Froft ; and I am all a Flame. O Gentle I^ove! 

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Propitious be , and turn her Heart to Flames, that She as I may burn • or mine (like hers) to 


Fr'^ , that there may be ’twixt Us a mutual Sympathie ; Then might I hope that Likenefs 



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would pi-ovc Love , and fo by Love we lliould to U-nion move. 

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The Dying Lover. 

Fail-eft Lights ! wliofe deer Afped: taught me Loves lefton at firft 


Lgpii|;=p=ppp ^ifj^r|g|^fet=j;p||=j|gjife 

fight, when on me thofe rays refleft , which awe my Love to deep tefpect; whileftjoy and Grief 

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whileft Joy and Grief difpute their Rights: Ah how I die. Ah how 1 die, crown’d 

crown’d with Delight. 

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yin old Knight to a young Lady, 

Adam, your Beauty (1 confefs) may our young Gallants wound or blefs 

but cannot warm my frozen Heart , not capable of Joy or Smart-, ’Gaufe neither Wit, nor Looks 




nor Kindnefs can make Youlig a Super-annu-ated man. 


Thofe fparks that every minute fly 
From your bright Eyes , do falling die - 
Not kindle flames, as heretofore, 

Becaufe old I can love no more : 

Beauty on wither’d Hearts no Trophy gains ; 
For Tinder over us’d , no Fire retains. 

If you’l indure to be admir’d 
By an old Dotard new Infpir’d , ' 

You may enjoy the Quintcflence 
Of my paft Loves without Expence: 

For I can wait, and prate , I thank my Fate^ 
I can do all , but no new Fire Create. 

Gupi D7 ^Power, 

Ifdain not , Fair one , fince we know your Heart’s a Mark for Cxp/d’s Bow : 



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The Scorns you caft at Love will turn like Lightning back, and make you burn. 

I, ft thofe whom Age hath fet afidc 
To Court tlie ( .rave for their next Bride - 
Or let the frigid Matron fay 
'I liey will no god ol Love obey. 

But you wlio want nor Youth, nor Fire 
To kindle Altus of Defire ; 

1 doubt nor but ere long you’l be 
Loves Profelite as well as we. 

To (I Friend vi>ho dcfired no more then to admire the Mind y and 

the Beauty of S i h v i Pi. 

and though her wit were deer and high , that ’twcre reliftlefs as Iier Eye ; yet without Love Ihe ftill lhall 

find I’m deaf to one, to the other blind. 


Thofe Fools that think Beauty can prove 
A caufe fufficknt for their Love , 

I wilh they never may have more , 

To try Iiow Looks can cure their fore : 
Tis fuch the Sex fo high have fet , 
They take it not for gift, but debt. 


The gods, who knew the pobleft part 
In Love, fought not the Mind, but Heart j 
And when hurt by the winged Boy , * 

What they admir’d, they did enjoy • 
Knowing a Kindnefs Love could ^ove 
The hope, reward, and cure of Love. 


The Frenfie’s lefs love to endure , 

Then after to decline the Cure . 

Yet you do both , aiming no higher 
Then for to fee , and to admire 

Mr. Hett. Larces, 


If Love were unto Sight confin’d. 

The god of it would not be Blind ; 

Nor would the pleafure of it be * 

So often in obfcuritic : 

No, to know Joys each fenfe hath right, 

Equal at leaft to that of Sight. 


rie rather my AfFedfions keep 
For Nimphs only injoy’d in fleep , 

Then call away an houre of Care ’ 

On any, 'caufe flic’s only fair : 

Nay, Sleep more pleafing Dreams do move 
Then are your waking ones of Love. 

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Had therein Silvia, nothing fliin’d 
But the unfeen charms of her Mind , 

^ ou would have had the like efteem 
For her that 1 have ftill for them ; 

If flelh and blood your flame infpire , 

Then make thofe only your defire. 

An Idol you’l not only frame 
But you will too adore the fame. 

VIII. And Friend, that you may cleerly pr< 
Tis not her Mind alone you love j 
Let her twixtus her felf impart. 
Give you her Mind , and me her Hi 
As little caufe then you will find 
As 1 do now, to love her Mind. 



y be Earl to the Countefs of C a r b e r y. 

Vain is all o-thei' Aft that boats the Temper of my Heart • if 1 may call chat mine is fo entire-ly thine. 

Dearefi: then tell me how I doe; for both my Health and Heart’s in Ypii. 

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When firft I view'd thee , I did fpy 
Thy Soul ftand beck’ning in thine Eye ; 
My Heart knew what it meant , 

And at the very firft Kifs went, 

Two Balls of Wax fo run 
When melted into one : 

Mix’d now with thine, my Heart now lies 
And much Loves Riddle as thy Prize. 

For, fince ■ 1 can’t pretend to have 
That Heart , which 1 fo freely gave • 
Yet now ’tis Mine the more , 

Becaufe ’tis thine, then ’twas before ; 
Death will unriddle this ; 

For when thou ’rt call’d to blifs , 

He needs not throw at me his Dart , 
'Caufe piercing thine,- he kills my Heait. 

Conftancy in Love. 

Ore me no more, or elfe with fcorn defpife all other Loves, though made your 

Sacrifice: A Prince for Rivnll lliould not fhare a blife, till Fate decide it either mine or his. 


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In L<,« ana Courage . Ti.ler ha> no Claim , Meri. and Vimie give fc h^lrf Name. 

Mpi hknry Larpcs. 

Let then tliy Cupjd foar on Honours wings , 
Thy Conihney ami Love appear like Twins ; 
So ihall thy Mind excell thy Shape much mofe 
1 h in thou all oclier Beauties didic hetore , 

Crowning with glory both thyl'clr .and me. 
And whenihoudy’ft be thought a Deicie. 

Cupid Difeovered, 

Uptii’s no god, a wanton Childe , his Arts are weak , his Pow’rs are railde; 

ho aftive heat or nobler fire feathers his Arrows with Defife :’Tis not his Bow or Shaft, ’ttsf'enwf 

Mr. Hen. Lams. 

Each Amorous glance creates this Fire , 

As Coyns dulls and chills Delire ; 

Tis then the Face and Eyes we fee , 

Not the fond Boys Artillerie : 

Tis the Confentive nimbler Senfe creates 
Love’s fubtler piercing Fires, not the Fates. 

Incoujiancy in Love. 

F thou wilt know the I'eafon why I hate thee now once held fo Deer 

mayft fiirvey thy fair, falfc Eyes , and lovely Face ; fo nothing in thy Glafs will /lay, when thou 


parted from the place. 



So when my Love did firft pretend , 

Me thought I faw my felf in thee j 
And therefore chofe thee for a Friend , 
That ought Anothers felf to be : 

All Vows and Oaths I made to Love 
Thou lliouldft repeat when 1 had done , 
And by a fweet reflexion prove 
We were (though feeming Two) but One. 

Mr. Hen.Lami. 


But when I abfent was a while , 

And others came to look in thee , 

As they would laugh , fo wouldft thou fmile , 
And no impreflion left of mee : 

Now, though to have a Friend were bell , 

That might reHeft thoughts as they pafs , 

My Mind lhall rathergo ill-drefl: 

Than mind it felf by fuch a Glal's* 

For a Biifs- 


Hen I tafte my Gobkt deep, all my Cares are rock'd a Sleep: 

Then I’m Crcefitf, Lord of th’ Earth, Singing Odes of Wit and Mirth; and with I-vy Garlands 

crown’d , I can kick the Globe round , round. Others Fight , bat let me Drink ; Boy, my 

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The Greek’/ Song. 

E thirfty Earth fucks up the Rain , and drinks, and 


gapes for Drink again : 


aie with conftant drinking frelE and fair : The Sea it felf which one would think Ihould have but little 



- the Cup : The bulie Sun , and one would guefs by’s drunken fiery Face, no lefs , drinks up the 

Sea 5 and when that’s done, the Moon and Stars drin kes up the Sun, 

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Tliey Drink and Dance, by their own light, they Drink and Revel all the Night. 

Nothing in Nature’s fober found , but an Eter - - - nal Health goes Round. 

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Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high. Fill all the Glafles there, for why ihould ev’ry Creature 





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drink but I ? Why Man of Mortals , tell me why ? 

drink but I? Why Man of Mortals, tell me why? 

Mr. Roger Hill, 


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Cs^Jia’s Complaint. 


Oor ( <t'la once was very fair, a qiiitk bewitching EyeOiehad; moft 

neatly look’d her braided Hair, her dainty Cheek would make you mad j up-on her Lips did 

all the Gra-ces pla -y and on her Breafts ten Thoufand Thoufand 


Then many a doting Lover came 
From Seventeen till Twenty one ; 

Each told her of his mighty flame. 

But She , forfooth , afteited none : 

One was not Handfotne, tb’ other was not Fine j 
This of Tobacco fmelt, and that of Wine. 

Mr. Rogar Hill. 


But t’ other day it was my fate 
To walk along that way alone ; 

I faw no Coach before her gate. 

But at her dore I heard her moan : 

She dropt a Tear , and lighing fcem’d to fay, 
Young Ladies, Marry, Marry while you may. 

Here Endeth the Aykzs for One Voice to the Theorbo 
or Baft Viol. 

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SeUa halitn Ayrs for Oncor Two Voices to the Thcoibo Lute. 

Ove Dove Corri mio Ceri volgi cle'l volgi que per 

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qiiejio jaiiier.t tnortc ,t morte vajjifei djf-pojio dam^re Eccho t'il vcro amort il 

vero a mante Chcciociail vcro qniel Palidofembe-an—te e quelle piage dolemcnte 

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amare j'pira~-mo ad n-na vo—ce Soverchio a more Soverchio amore mife mo- 

rir mi fe morir in Cro—ce. 

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re chin van per cote a mo- re ver-fatea mile’ a mil - le fa- ie di piant’vn mar dolenti fii//e. 

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0 quel mio V ago Scoglio d’Alterezzle d'orgoglio ripercoffo da voi men dura Si-a^ Ojcn 


Cchl Bclleo'tie imper aj ai’ Amor in vn mcmsnto occh 'i helleo'ue tmper’aj ai' Amor in vn memento. 



Hch^ iafocredero volkhcci d^ di- f fi-- f ela m!a fmu»A no r.o - 

noeUmla for-tu — -na no t^hchecare luc'eMU tofe cheeco tlcorhtn vidi chc ntl chll mar 

c4—~ri:tefe-'de ft mentis ero le fteUe mat regor mis he -go -te mts he--go -te di- 

lomjro chi dira chi dlra la crndelne mlcamea chd mlo maltanto def ach'd mio mal tanco dejia. 

Pangira fio moro Jl fi fi fi fi * me e fpera cc! t empu che fa che fa Ji moves anavolta pict'i. 

JMa>rtea con— Jig — Uo Atnante'a con— jig — Ho si per fido 

1e n n bcl cig—li—o. Che belU none au'uien che Je vants d'aver »-na 

nuntc che lJ a~mi con fe lo mir/t la letta con gioi In-fi~ni~ta d mar cjurjia 

/ tocchi tM;ihnco fjbom latromba fi jttflin la trom - - 


ba clify^igc cljgucrragi.i birriu Kif;/bo>}/uu gra 

larria larria gia larria Kiwbomb.i Rimbomba gia Lirri.i Rwibomba Rimbonib t lar^ 

via Rimbof^iba Rinibombjt Rimbowba. 


dia ha Rijira’lo per j>re»cler-a meire conclulce rigttrc lu Hocca del petto 7/ia 7 >ienire 7ni 

fida con vaga fe777bian'z.a Bellc%,z.i oniicida fua vana po^uTtZj.i jo piinto no enro, Si^ '^c. 


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di chi pi/o. 


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L cmpia coti dolci accenti, va lufingando ogntti durato petto ma poi di 

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tcodutiifiti il fftijcT AniAtoT lo Jit vicetto lojjo per pyouo io I dico piutrgo I'evrorc untico Jo- 

(hiro la cagion ch' afftorte touo. Si ouardi che.Sic. Fugite tiicant amanti la fbietata ca- 

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gioM d'ajpri 

fuartiri dhi ch‘ in vn mar di pianti vi Jommerge tal' hor coi fiioi fofpiri Fugite 

'effipio Udcore vn A»sante tradi~ta vnamante Schernito ui VagUa d’es fempie Fn-gi-te fu 

Lufiffga Col canto d'angelico vijo 
Ala j»hit impianto Ji Gangia (jnell vifo 
glne^ii fuimi Correnti quenUnmi doUnti 
Vtftgno d‘ ejevjpio fugite^ &c. 

Fi chiama Col gitardo con occhio chcride 
Pei Jcocca quel dardo che V aoiim ancide 
La mi a grave ferita la mia dog/ia infinite 
Vi vagha d'ejfempio^^c. 

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^ E quci begliocchi cle qtm bcgliocchi is guardi Amorofi digia ftn- 

clr>7a il fioreEpianpixHO Ic gratiefen vano Ic gratie Jcnvamfe j)ig^-gt U bcl-ta Je 


mafJi re-tor~na. ill folc Candetife’ Ma in vano in vans belcLZ^e pcrdnte be- < 

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To Sing to the LVT E or VIOL. 

A Dialogue. {Treble & Eap.'] 

Shepherd and Nimph. 


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Weet Lovely Ninlph! whofeEyestlo move me above all other Swains to 

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Love thee. Shtfherd , jfou fel^n ; n»il I kp$r» there u no flattering Stvain like JoH. 


O fair one ! do not wrong me fo •, for if ever Shepherd Lov'd , I doe. May I believe thy 



V ows unfalned. Or may I die by you disdained. Hen let us Joy , then let us Joy each 

Then let us Joy , then let us Joy each 


others Love, and ftrive and ftrive who (hall titoll Conlfant proved 

others Love, and ftrive and ftrive who ll^l moft Conftant prove. 

Mr. Hen, LUsves; 


■A Dialogue, [Treble Sc Bafs."] 

Nimph and Shepherd 

Nimph, . \ _ y, ^ 

Hy ft ghs thoH ^ Shepherd? ThU petjfon is not common: 1st for thy 



Kids or Lambkins ? For a Woman, fair is she that on fo fage a brow prints homing Looks ? 




Nimph, shep. 

Juft fuch a toy as thou. Is fhe a Maidl What man can Anfwer that ? Or Mdorof No. 

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Nimph. shep. 

Mind, her Mind is ev’ry thing. If (he be fickle. Shepherd leave tomoe, and fancy Me. No, 

Niiiipil* Shc^hti'd. Nimph. 

no. Thou art Woman too. But I am C'onflant. Then thou art not Fair. Bright as the morning. 

Nimpfc- -"“2^ +-•'. 

Niiiiph. ^ j 

; the Air. fi'^rotvs upcit thiiChcelr^^ A pure Carnation. Come lafle a. Kifs. 

Wav ’-ring as i 

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H Love 1 how canft thou c-ver lofe the Field ? - where Cnpid lays the Siege the 



H Lovel how canft thou e-ver lofe the Field ? where C«f»W lays the Siege the Siege ^he 

Town muft yield : he warms the chiller blood with glowing fire, and 

Town muft yield : He warms the chiller blood, he warms the chiller blood with glowing fire, and 

and thaws the I-cy froft of cold Defire. The I-cy froft of cold Defire. 
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thaws the I-cy froft of cold De— fire of cold Defire. The 1-cy froft of cold Defire. 

Mr. John Jenkinr, 

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^ ^^ALOGUE, [Treble 8c XafsS] 

Nimph atid Shepherd. 

Nlmfhs.m^kc hafl^waj, 'for thu « ?m’shigh Holiday: Look, O lcok,thc 


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SivaiKs appear. FI y not, FI - - - y not , all are Lovers here, then do not fear. 

Say, jhohU we trufi , mens Oaths art hut words writ in Dufl : O they can fain , cry they are /lain . 

but when we yield, they [corn again. No, no, not fo , we Men are Kind , but Women Cruel 

Cruel as the Wind : Upon the wide Sea they feldome Save, Ijut bring new woes with a new Wave. 



A Dialogue. {^rrcbk & 

I’j thv Death of the yotui?. Lord Hastings, ivho dn-dj'omc Jhv day f before he rras 
' to have becTt Alarried to ^ir Thcod(jre Meihern s D.wghter , hi June , 1649. 

Charon and Fiicofinia. 

one foul more, tf^ha rails , who rails ? One o’rcwhelm’tl with ruth; have pi-ty either on ray tears or 

youth, and take me in a Virgin in diflrefs, but firfi: caft off thy wonted churlilhnefs. ]'d be as gentle 

as that Aire which yields a breath of Balm along the Elizium fields. Tell what thoet an 

Char. . 

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Ah me! my woes are deep. Prethee relate, while / give ear, and weep. Hajlings, Hajlings, was his name. 





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dy’d fome hoiires before I fliould have been his Bride. Thus, thus the Gods cf-le-ftial ftill 3e- 

Thus, thus the Gods ce-le-ftial ftill de- 



to humane joys, contingent mi-fe-rie. The hallow’d Tapers all prepared 


issafaiaEijaiEtiptiiigit tBi 

cree to humane joys, to humane joys, con-tingent mi - fe - ric. 




were, and Hywew call’d to blefs the Rites. Stop there. Great are my woes. Aud /treat map 


that ^rtef he vehich ma,\es grim Charon here to pi-ty thee: But uorv come is. More I would yet relate. 

I cannot ftaj, more Souls for wafting wait, and I mufi henct. ¥ft let me thus much know departing 




hfnce,\vhcrt good and badSoulsgo? 7hofc SoulsM ni^cmrc drcnch'dlnfle4>*rcs[irc^ms,thtfi^^^^ 


Pktto are referv’dfor them, where drejl with garlands t here they walk, the ground, whofe blejfed Youth with 


endlef I flowers is crown’d: But fuch M have been drown’d in the wllde fea,for thofe is kef t the gulph o/Hecatej 

where with their own contagion they are fed ; and there do funifh, and are punijhed. This know^ the reji of 


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thy fad florj tell, when on the flood that nine times circles Hell. We,\ve fail from hence , we 


Wr [atl vVe fail front hence^we fail 



from hence to vifit mor-tals never, but there to live where love dial laft, where love dial laft for ever. 

ftom hence stviflt mortals never, hut there to live where love fhall lafl , where love fhall lafl for ever, 

T> d Mr. Hetp, Latves. 



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Charon and Aniiintor. 




eniljs refl. What art that calls fo loud ? One full of eare. How cam’fl thou here ? 

Ainint. r. Charon. 

7 hratigh Shades of deep Defpair. Why , from the Common path cam’ll thou a-ftray ? 





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Amintor.' Charon. Amin; 

^rief was my Guide ^ and Love taught Grief the way. Where is thy Pafs ? No Pafs hut Tears I 

have ; to waft me o're is all the Pafs / crave. Away, fond man, avoyd the Shades beneath 5 



Here cometh none, but through the gates of Death. My woes are worfe than Death. What’s that to 

irw! Liin> «!!! IT^!! "M .'rW! mu IML \\Vs\ I'U! ■W!!* 

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Ttars ftr me to fall: Aai Love thj Qalver lend a Boat to make, the fiorm of figbs with 

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fpeedwiil fo prevail, that jpite of 'Death we’ll ferry o' re the Lake. 

And being Tec up-on th’ Elianm 


And being fet up-on th’ Eha,ium 

Shore, we’l (iHg fuch wots, fuch wees, fuch wo«s-, 'Ar’lfiii" Inch woes, fuch wees, luch woes, as net catnc there before. 

F e Mr. IVill. Ltiiv:s. 


A Dialogue. 


ITwo mbits or Tfwo /.] 

Shepherd <r«^/Nimph. 

His MolVy-Bank they preft. 


That Agti Oke did (xnopj the haffj Pair 


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Here let us fit and ling the words 'thej fpoke, when the Day breaking their Em- 

Nightfrom the dark Air. Here let us fit and fing the word* they fpoke, when the Day breaking theii Em- 

shepherd. > 

braces broke. See Love the blulhes of the Morn appear, and now flie hangs her pearly fiorc 

braces broke. 

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robb’d from the Eaftern Shore , i’th Cowflips-bell and Rofes ear; Sweet, I mufl fi.’ty n« longer here. 

Tbofefire^ktdf do^kfitl light it(hgr not Lut (h»tr my Sunmufl fgt , no Mortt jhinc tiUthjre- 


Jf chine Eyes gild my paths , 

tMrn , the jellotv Planet, and the grey ‘Dawn fhall attend thee on thy way. 

f=S -f=l 


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they may forbear their ufelefs lliine. Thofe drops will 

My tears will cjttite extingHijh their faint light. 


make their be 

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aras mote clear : Loves flames will fliine on ev’iy tear. 

They wept anc 

kift, and from their 

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They wept ant 

kift, and from flieir 

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Lips and Eyes in a niixt dew of briny Sweet their Joys and Sorrows meet: But fhc cryes out 

Lips and Eyes in a mixt dew of briny Sweet their Joys their Joys and Sorrows meet : But (he cryes out. 

shepherd a— rife the Sttn betrays us elf e to Spies, 



The winged hours fly fafl whilftweem- 

|=ii^isi=Iiil=fe 3 iElllH=Ei=liy^=j 

brace • but when we want their help to meet, they move with leaden feet, 

’ Ni'npli. ^ ^ ^ ^ 


Then let H( pimonl tme^ 4 >si 


Hcark ! 

For ever. 

Nimpli. _ ^’inip^ 

chace the dAj for e-ver from this plsice. ^h me ! St^y. No no , r.-rtj e , 

•il) II 

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Slu /iherif, _ j 

My Ncft of Spice, My Paradice. Neither could fay Farewell , but 

Nimph. chorw. 

muj} be ^one. CMj Soul. 

Neither could fay Farewell , but 


through their Eyes Grief interrupted Speech, Grief interrupted Speech, with Tears fupplies. 

Mr. Henry Lawesi 

F f 

A Dialogue. 

[X'Notrebia or Tenors.'] 

Shepherd and Nimph. 




[adnefs l» thj looks dodrvellf Good Shepherd tell me sohat ill 


My woe’s too gteat for to relate. 

fate hath IroHgh thee to this doleful ft ate ? Thy 7)a»ci»g hore away the keH, thy cheerful Pipe did 

All ! do not ask ; for my fick heart panteth with 


A part I’le he^r mofl 

fuch Infeftious finart , thou canft not know but bear a part. 



Griefs jointly borne are eas’d thereby : Griefs jointly borne are eas’d thereby. 


Griefs jointly borne are eas’d thereby : Griefs jointly borne are eas’d thereby. Since th’art in love with 

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Miferie , know CLorln’s dead ; Now weep thy fill , weep thy fill ; now weep thy fill , weep fhy fill. 



Indeed I [hall. This ftory will all tears from our fwolne Eyes di-ftiU , from our fwolne 

Choiui. •' 

This fto-ry will all tears from our fwoln Eyes di - - ftil from our 


Ff 2 

Eyes ciiftill, from our fwoln Eyes di - ftill : our tears our fighs are all in vain. Can thtj not 
fv. oln Eyes diftill, from our fwoln Eyes di - flill : our tears our fighs arc all in vain. 


call her aga'xn. 


No, with the gods, with the gods, with the gods flie muft remain. 



Ceafe mourning then, ftie fhines above, (he thinej a-bove ; ’tis r.ot ]jmer.ting,’tisnot]a-mentingcanre 

Ceafe mourning then , ceafe mourning then, (he (hines above, (Ire (liincs above; ’tit not lamenting, ’tis not lamentim 



move, can remove, can remove or lefTen Grief ; but (hew our Love , but (hew our Love, but (hew «wr Love. 


can remove, can re~movc, or leffen Grief j but (liew our Love, but (liew our Love, but (hew our Love. 

Mr. i>7f}Jon Ivc. 

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And at the Publick THEATRES. 

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Eyes diftill, from'our fvvoln Eyes di - ftill : our tears our fighs are all in vain. Can xhtj > 

fwoln Eyes diftill, from our fwoln Eyes di - ftill : our tears our fighs arc all in vain. 


call her Lick_ ayaln. 

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No, with the gods, with the gods, with the gods fiie muft remain. 




Ceafc mourning then, ftic (hines above, (he fliiner a-bove ; ’tis rot lament;ng,’tij not la-menting ca . 

Cciifc mourning then j cenfc mourning then, fhe (hincs above, flic ftiines abovrj tis not Jamenting, tis not lamer 
Ch.) Hi, 

move, can remove, can remove or lelTen Grief ; but (hew our Love , but (hew our Love, but (hew ®ur Lore 
can remove, can re~moye , or letTcn Grief j but (liew our Love, but (liew our Love, but (hew our Love; 

Mr. Siri/om 


L O O !?C, 

Stinted hy fV. Godbid ^ and are to be fold by John Flayfordy 
near the Temple Church , i 6 j 


Ayres, Songs, & Dialogues 

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To the LOVERS of 

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VSICK is of different cfFeds, and admits of as much 
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^erfcs to the Songs that then wanted them ; as alfo Thirty five 
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An Alphabetical Table of the Songs and Dialogues in this Book 

Thofe that are added in this Edition have this mark * 

A Lover I'm horn and a Lover He be 1 4 

After the pangs of a defperate Lover 4 

And I lego to m) Love, where he lies in the deep i o 
At the fight of my Phillis , 24 

-Ah Condon, in vain jots hoafi 1 6 

As Iwallfd in the Woods, one evening of late 3 6 

Ah, falfe Amintzs, can that h’onr 41 

Amintas led me to a Grove _ jo 

’*■ Amintas, that true hearted Swain 5 3 

* Ah cruel Eyes that firjl enfiam'd 5 6 

’*■ Awag with the filly blind god jbid. 

* Ah Phillis, would the gods decree 6 i 

* Ah fading Joy, how quickly art thou pafl 70 

^ Ah, whatfhall we do when our eye; are furrounded 74 

Beneat h a Adirtle (hade j y 

Be jolly my Friends, for the Jhfony we fpend 40 

Beauty no more Jhall fujfer eclips 4P 




Cheer up my Afates the wind doth fairly blow 
Calm was the Evning and clear was the Sky 
Can Luciamira fo miftakg 

Come lay by your care, and hang up your forrow 40 

* Come away, to ther Glafs, he’s a temperate Afs 76 


Farewel fair Armida, my joy and my grief p 

Fill round the Health good natur'd and free 3 9 

Forth from thedark^ and difmal cell , y j- 

For my Love flesps now in a watry Grave i o 

Fye Cloris, ’< is filly to figh thus in vain 64 

* Forgive me 55 

Give o re foolifi) heart, and make bafl to defpair 1 8 
God Cupid for certain asfooUP) as blind 4 


Hark-, harkj the Storm grows loud i 

How firangely fevere and unjstfl a^e we grown 2 ^ 

How f tvere is forgetful old age 30 

How unhappy a lover am I 32 

How pleafunt is mutual / ove, if 'tis true 3 8 

How bonny an I brisk, ah how pleafant and fweet 4 1 

* How eft have I bid defiance in vain 5 9 


/ pafs all my hours in a fhady old Grove 1 1 

I'le have no more dealing fond Cupid with thee 2 i 
J languijh all night, and figh all the day 2 6 

* lamne fubjeH untofate ^4 

* Infult not too much on thy fading jw- cefs 4 ^ 

/ tanguifhfor one that ne’re thsnks of me 57 

Jf languifhing Eyes without language can move 74 

Let Fortune and Phillis frown if they pleafe 2 7 

Let s D'-inkdear Friends lets Drink 3 ^ 

Long betwixt hope and fear, Phillis tormented 5 ° 

J.o behind a Sceau of Seas 5 ^ 

* Long fince fair Clorinda mypaffion did move 6 z 


Mine own Sabina come along * S 

My T outh J kept free from all forts of care 
Me-thinks the poor Town has been troubled too l»„, 
N ^ 



'How affairs of the State are already decreed 
Nay let me alone, Iprotefi Tie be gone 

O Love ! if e re thoult eafe a heart 
Of all the brisk Oames, Mi{^clina/^.r wf 
On the bank of a Brook , as I fat Fijhing 

* Oh name not the day, left my fenfes reprove 
O h the time that is pafl. when fhe held me fo fafl 

* Of alt the gay Ladies that walkyhe brssktown 
Oh how I abhor the tumult and fmoak 


Phillis, /ar fhamelet us improve 
Phillis, the time is come that we mufl fever 
Phillis, Oh turn that face away 

Run to Loves Lottery, run Maids and rejoyce 

Since we poor flavijh Women know our men 
Some happy foul come down and tell 

* Since Phillis we find we grow fo inclin'd 


Thus Cupid commences his Rapes and Vagaries 
Thus all our life long we frolic k and gay 
Too juflly, alafs, and yet fo much in vain 
The Nymph that undoes me is fair and unkind 

* To what ntodefi grief it a Lover eonfin d 
The day you wifh'd arriv'd at lafi 

* ’Tis the Grape that difeovers the pajfionate Lovers 7 


When Coridon a (lave did lie 
When Awelhfirfl Jeourted ' 

Whilfl Alexis lay prefi in her arms ^ 

What fancies of pleafure doth love all alone * 

Where ever I am, and what ever I do * 

why Phillis to me fo untrue and unkind 5 

pshyjhould a fooHJh M'arriageVow • 

*When ThicCu didthe fplended Eye 

* Why, 0 Cupid, /o long haji thou fbunn'd me 

* When a woman that's buxom 

* what madnefs it is to give over our drinking 
When firfi my free heart was furprizd by defire 
’*■ Were e xlia hut aschaflasfair 
’*■ When prfiJfaw fair C;clia's face 

* Wrong not your lovely eyes my fair 

* Whatfighs and groans now fills my breajr 

* when J fhatl leave this clod of clay 


A Heart in Loves Empire T w Shepherdedes. ^ 

- Nature W Sorrow. / 

* O Sorrow, Sorrow, . r, a .1 7 

♦ Celadon on Delias Singing _ A § 

t.ciaaon on . n^rinda 

♦ When death fhall part us Th.rfis ^ 

*1 charge Neptune Apollo and Neptune 

The Storm. C * 1 

lapi ji saiaat agalgigigMili 

Ark, lurki hark, the Storm grows loud,the day's wrap’d up in a fullcn 


lloud : Hark, hark, the Tempeft lings the Seamans dirge, and flings the toft up Waves to fatal fliow'rs j 

'And thole that never Pray’d before, call now upon fome unknown Pow’rs, Hark, hark, the tackling juftle , 

the Seamen buftle, Crack, crack ; down goes the Main-maft,down,down,down ; hark how they groan ; 


ark,hark,amongft the reft, I hear Tome fighs like mine ; ’lis front a Lover fure : Ye pow’rs Divine, calm, 

calm this ungentle rage, the Storm affwage , pi-— ty a Lowers woe, and let kind AY/jewac now his 

1 iiEiiiliiiiiilipliliiiliililili 

Trident ftiew. See, it grows calm, the Storms now ceafe . and all the Ocean’s face ftiews finiles of peace. 


An Alphabetical Table of the Songs and Dialogues in this Bi 

Thofe that arc added in this Edition have this mark * 

A Lover I'm horn and a Lover Vie he \ 4 

After the ^an^s of a iefftrate Lover 4 

And!' leoo to my Love, where he liet in the deep i o 
At the fight of my Phillis , 24 

jdh Coridon, in vain you boafi 1 6 

As 1 walked in the Woods , one evenir.g of I ate 5 6 

Ah,falfe canthat h'ostr 41 

Amintas led me to a Grove _ jo 

* Amintas, that true hearted Swain 5 3 

* Ah cruel Eyes that frft enflam'd 5 6 

* Away with the filly blind god ibid. 

* Ah Phillis, would the gods decree 6 1 

* Ah fading Joy^ how tyuickjy art thou pafl 70 

* Ah, what (hall we do when our eye; are furromded 74 

Beneat h a Adirtle [hade 3 y 

Be jolly my Friends, for the Afony we fpend 40 

Beauty no more [hall fujfer eclips 

Cheer up my Mates the wind doth fairly blow 2 

Calm was tho Evning andclear was the Skjy 8 

Can Luciamira fo mtftake i g 

Come lay by your care, and hang up your forrow 4 o 

* Come away, to ther Glafs, he's a temperate Aft 16 


Farewel fair Armida, my joy and my grief ey 

I- ill round the Health good natur d and free 3 9 

Forth from thedarl^ and difmal cell , y 

For my Love Jleeps now in a watry Grave i o 

’*■ f/e Cioris, ’ t is filly to figh thus in vain 64 

* Forgive me jo'it 5 a 


Give o’re foolifh heart , and make hafl to defpair 28 

God Cupid for certain asfoolifl} as Hind 4 y 


Hark,-, hark, the Storm grows loud i 

Howfrangely fevere and unjttft are we grown 2 2 
How fevere is forgetful old age 30 

How unhappy a lover am I 32 

How pleafant is mutual I ove, if 'tis true 3 8 

How bonny an I brisk,, ah how pleafant and fweet 4 2 

* How eft have I bid defiance in vain 5 9 


/ pafs all my hottrs in a fhidy old Grove 1 1 

Fie have no more dealing fond Cupid with thee 2 i 
1 languijh all right, and figh all the day 26 

* lamne fubjeSl untofite /)4 

* Inf Silt not too much on thy fading fuccefs 4 y 

* J languifhfor one that ne’re thinks of me 5 7 

’*■ If languifhtng Eyes without language can move 74 


Let Fortune and Phillis frown if they pleafe 2 7 

ZjCt s D' i^k^dear Friends lets Drink^ 3 ^ 

Long betwixt hope and fear, Phillis tormented 5 o 

J.o behind a Sceatt of Seas 

* Longftnee fair Clorinda mypaffion did move 


Mine own Sabina come along * i 

My Touth I kept free from all forts of care 
Me-thinky the poor Town has been troubled too Im 

'Lkow affairs of the State are already decreed 
Nay let me alone, Iprotefi Tie be gone 

O Love ! if e re thoul't cafe a heart 
Of all the brisk Dames, MifTclina/j.?- w; 

On the bank of a Brook , . as I fat Fijhing 

* Oh name not the day, lefl my fenfes reprove 
O h the time that is pafl, when fhe held mefo faJB 

* Of all the gay Ladies that wallet he brisktow 
Oh how / abhor the tumult and fmoak 


Phillis, /or fhame let us improve 
Phillis, the time is come that we mufl fever 

* Phillis, Oh turn that face away 


Run to Loves Lottery, run Maids and rejoyce 

Since we poor flavifh Women hytow essr men 
Some happy foul come down and tell 

* Since Phillis we find we grow fo inclin’d 


Thus Cupid commences his Rapes andVagari* 
Thus all etir life long we froUck and gay 
Too juflly, alafs, and yet fo much in vain 
The Nymph that undoes me is fair and unkind 

* To what modefl grief is a Lover eonfin d 
T he day you wiflid arriv'd at lafl 

* ’ 7 is the Grape that difeovers the pajfionate L 


When Coridon a flave did lie 
When Aurelia flrfl I courted 
Whilfl Alexis lay prefl in her arms 
What fancies of pie a fare doth love all alone 
Where ever / am, and what ever I do 
Why Phillis tome fo untrue and unkind 
Pkhy fhould a f ooltfb Marriage Vow . 
When Thirfis did the fplended Sye 

* Why, O Cupid, /o long hafl thou fhunn’d me 

* When a woman that's buxom 

* what madnefs it is to give ovir our drinking 
When flrfl my free heart was furpriz’d by deflr* 

* Were e xlia but aschaflasfasr 

* When firfl Ifaw fair Ca'lia's face 

* Wrong not your lovely eyes my fair 

* Whatflghs and groans now fills my breafl 

* when I fhall leave this clod of clay 




A Heart in Loves Empire 7 wo Shepherde- 

♦ O Sorrow, Sorrow, Nature and borro; 

Celadon on Delias Singing A P aftorai 

♦ when death fhall part us Thirfis ^ndDonn^ 

♦ I charge thee Neptune Apollo and Nep 

T’be Storm. C * 3 

Ark, lurkj hark, the Storm grows loud, the day’s wrap’d up in a Aillen 

Cloud: Hark, hark, the Tempeft lings the Seamans dirge, and flings the toft up Waves to fatal lltow’rs • 


And thole that never Pray’d before, call now upon fome unknown Pow’rs. Hark,hark, the tackling juftle , 

the Seamen buftle, Crack, crack ; down goes the Main- mail, down, down, down ; hark how they groan . 

Hark,hark,amongft the reft, 1 hear Tome fighs like mine ; 'lis from a Lover fure : Ye pow’rs Divine, calm, 

calm this ungentle rage, the Storm alTwage , pi — ty a Lo-vers woe, and let kind AY/jf/we now his 


Trident (liew. See, it grows calm, the Storms now ceafe ; and all the Ocean’s face (hews fmiles of peace. 



fpare. Farewell all Lands, for now we arc in the wide Sea of Drink; and merrily, merrily, merrily we 

go. Blefs me ! 'tis hot. another bowl of Wine, and we fliall cut the burning Line : Hey boys flie fcudds a- 

way, and by my head I know we round the World are failing now. What dull men are thofe that tarry at 

home, when abroad they may wantonly rome ; and gain fuch experience, and fpy to fuch Countries and 

wonders as I do ! But prethee good Pilot, take heed what yon do, and fail not to ttnich at PERV ; with 

Gold there our Veffel we’ll ftore, and never , never be poor, and never be poor any mo«, 


t *• M B V * 

Mr; Pelf^‘irft 

CtMlM t£ Buffin'’ 

Hus Cupid commences his rapes and vagaries , and fports himfelf with 

emale paflions ; A thoufand times over he changes and varies their Fancies as oft as their Fafhions : A 

arid of fine ftratagems he exercifes, his, pow’r to increafe, and inlarge his Dominions • Though his 

rce be but feeble j by fraud he furprizes the Lord knows how many millions ; With his Songs and his 

nnets, his Tales and Romances, he works on the hearts of the poor filly Lover ; Whofe want of dif- 

■etion his Trade fo advances, fince he none of his cheats can difeover : But his greateft defign, and where- 

:n he moft glories, by which the whole world is fo willingly cheated ^ Is to cog anddifferable, and 

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Hecr up my Mates, the Wind doth fairly blow , clap on more Sails, and neves 

fpare. Farewell all Lands, for now we arc in the wide Sea of Drink 

go. Blefs me ! 'tis hot. another bowl of Wine, and we fliall cut the burning Litie : Hey boys (he fcudds 

way, and by my head I know we round the World are failing now. What dull men are thofe that tarry 

and gain fuch experience, and fpy to fuch Countries am 

home, when abroad they may wantonly rome 

wonders as I do ! But prethee good Pilot, rake heed what you do, and fail not to touch at PERV 

Gold there our Veffel we'll ftorc, and never , never be poor, and never be poor any more, 

Mr; Pclkam 








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^ \ Vtc, Catitut a Snfftu' 

Hiis Cupid commences his rapes and vagaries , and fports himfelf with 

Female pafiions ; A thoufand times over he changes and varies their Fancies as oft as their Fafljions : A 

world of fine ftratagems he exercifes, his, pow’r to increafe, and inlarge his Dominions • Though his 

force be but feeble ; by fraud he furprizes the Lord knows how many millions ; With his Songs and ftis 

Sonnets, his Tales and Romances, he works on the hearts of the poor filly Lover ; Whofe want of dif- 

cretion his Trade fo advances, fince he none of his cheats can difeover ; But his greatefi defign, and where- 

in hemofiglories, by which the \vhole world is fo willingly cheated; Is to cog anddiffemble, and 

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tell lying Stories, as Women love beft to be treated. Now you that from Love are rcfolv’d to b ^ 


Free, man, take heart and be noble, be aaivc, and jolly, for to pine for aMiftrifs you never /hall' 

fee man, who yields not to love. Me-lan-chol-ly. 


Mr. Telham Hnojfhrey, 

A i Vt(. CaHtu4 1? Zttjfut, 

Ah! what apleafure it is to dif co-ver, in her Eyes Pi-ty who caufes ray Pain. 

Mr. /iipb. Msrjl}. 


When with unkindneft our Love at a ftand is , 
And both have punilh’d our felves with the pain } 
Ah, what a pleafurc tlic touch of her hand is! 
Ah, what a plcafure to prefs it again ! 


When the denyal comes fainter and fainter ' 

And her Eyes give what her Tongue does deny • 
Ah, what a trembling 1 feel when I venture ! 

Ah, what a trembling does ulher my Joy ! 


When with a figh, (he accords me the blcfling , 
And her Eyes twinkle 'twixt pleafure and pain : 
Ah, what a Joy ’tis beyond all exprefling ! 

Ah ! what a Joy to hear. Shall we again ? 

St. Va-leH-tine. Hark, hark, a Prize IS 

drawn, and Trumpets found, Tan ta ra ra ra. Tan ta ra 

ti n ii ra, hark MaUs, mote Lotts a« drawn , ptiKS abroad. Dob dob a dtib a dub" the 

Drum now beats, and Dub a dub a dub Eccho repeats, as if at night the god of War had made 

Loves Queen a skirroilb for a Serenade. Haft, haft, fair Maids,and come away ; The Prieft attends your 


Bridegrooms ftay ; Rofes 5c Pinks will be ftrown where you go,vvhilft I walk in (hades of willow, willow. 

Lovers go ring my Knell, Beauty and Love farewell. And left Virgins forfaken fliould per* 

haps be miftaken in feckingmy Grave j Alas, let them know 1 lye near a flisdc of Willow 

Willow: I lye near a (hade of Willow, Willow. 

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Mr. Alph. MarJ}}. 


Uen Co-ri ^cti, a llive,did lye entangled in his Fhi//u Eye ^ hovrdid be 


ligh , how did he groan , how melancholly was his tone ! He told his ftory to the Woods : 

and wept hi» pallion by the Floods: Yet Fhiliisy cruel Phillit, too to blame, regarded nor his 



fufPrlngs, nor his Flame. Then Ca-rt-dw re---folv’d no more his Mi-ilrefs raer— cy to im- 

plore ; How did he laugh, how did he fing, how did he make the Forrell ring ! He 


told his Conqueft to the Woods j And drown his paiTion in the Floods: Then Phillis, cru-el 


Phillis, lefs feverc, would have had him ; but he would none of her. 


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Mr. (VilHam Gregory . 

Flowers did fpring, when all a -lone went A-min~tor and I, to hear the fwect Nigh-tin-gale 

fing j I fate and he laid him down by me , and fcarcely his breath he could draw : But 

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. 

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Mr. Aipb. Msrjh. 


He blufli’d to himfelf, and laid ftill for a while, 
Hismodelly curb'd his defire; 

But ftrait I convinc’d all his fears with a fmile, 

And added new flames to his fire : 

Ah, SihiA ! faid he, you are cruel , 

To keep your poor Lover in awe ; 

Then once more he preft with his hand to my > 
But was dafli'd with a Ha ha ha ha ha, 


I knew ’twas his Paflion that caufed his fear , 
And therefore I pitty’d his cafe ; 

I whifper’d him foftly, there’s no body near , 
And laid my Cheek clofc to bis Face : 
But as we grew bolder and bolder , 

A Shepherd came by us and faw : 

And flrait as our blifs, we began with a kils. 
He laught out with a Ha ha ha ha ha, 

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,ov-J yo., and hope no relief: Undone by yone too Itr» end fcvere > Yoor Ey« ga.e me _ 

Death that’s more welcome the fpeedier way. 

Mr. Rol>frf Smith, 


On Seas and in Battles, ’mongd Bullets and Fire > 

The danger is lefs than in hopelefs defire : 

My Deaths Wound you gave me though far off I bea^ , 
My Fate from your fight not to coll you a Tear. 

But if the kind Floods on a Wave would convey , 

And under your Window my Body fliould lay : 

The Wound on my Breaft, when you happen to fee , 
You’l fay with a figh, it was given by me. 


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Aim was the Ev’ning and clear was the Sky, and ihcfweet buJdina 


Flowers did fpring, when all a -lone went A-min-tor and I, to hear the fweet Nigh-tin-gaj 

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fing} I fate and he laid him down by me, and fcarcely his breath he could draw : Bo 

when with a fear he began to come near, he was dalli’d with a Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha I 


ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. 

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He blufl.’d to hifflfelf, and laid ftill for a while, 
His moderty curb’d his delire ; 

But ftrait I convinc’d all his fears with a fmile. 
And added new flames to his hre : 

Ah, SihiA ! faid he, you are cruel 


To keep your poor Lover in awe ; 
once more he preft with his hand to my breaft, 
But was dafli’d with a Ha ha ha ha ha, O c. 

I knew ’twas his Paflion that caufed his fear , 
And therefore I pitty’d his cafe ; 

I whifper’d him foftly, there’s no body near , 
And laid my Cheek clofc to his Face ; 
But as we grew bolder and bolder , 

A Shepherd came by us and faw : 

And flrait as our blifs, we began w*th a kifs. 
He laught out with a Ha ha ha ha ha, 

On Seas and in Battles, ’mongfl Bullets and Fire » 

The danger is lefs than in hopelefs defire ; 

, My Deaths wound you gave me though far off I bear , 

My Fate from your fight not to cofl; you a Tear. 
r- . But if the kind Floods on a Wave would convey , 

And under your Window my Body fliould lay : 

The Wound on ray Breaft, when you happen to fee , 
You’l fay with a figh, it was given by me. 



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Captain DiGBY’s Farewel. 

Nd rie go to my Love where he lies in the Deep, and in my embra-ces my 


Deareft fhall flcep: When we wake, the kind Dolphins to-gether fljall throng, and in Chariots of 

Shells (liall draw us a-long. 

The Orienteft Pearl that the Ocean beft owes 
We’ll mix with the Coral , and a Crown fo corapofc : 
The Sea Nimphs fhall figh , and envy our blifs ; 
We’ll teach them to Love , and Cockles to Kifs. 

]p Or my Love fleeps now in a Wat'ry Grave, and hath nothing to (hew for his Tomb but a Wave : Tie 

kifs his dear lips than the Coral more red, that grows where he lies in his Wat’ry bed. Ah' Ah! 

there all a— lone: Oh then ’tis! Oh then ! that I think there’s no Hell, like Loving, like 

Loving too well. 

Mr, Pelham 


I I. Bat each Shade and each confeious Bow’r , when I find 
Where I once have been happy , and She has been kind ; 
When I fee the print left of her lhape in the Green , 

And itnagin the pleafure may yet come agen : 

Oh then ’tis! Oh then 'tis, 1 think no Joys above 
Like the pleafure$,the plcafures of Love. 


III. While alone to ray felf I repeat all her Charms i 
She I love may be lockt in another mans arras ; 

She may laugh at my Cares, and fo falfe (he may be I 
To fay all the kind things (he before faid to me : 

Oh then ’tis ! Oh then ’tis , that I think there’s no Hell 
Like Loving, like Ijnving too well. 

IV. But when 1 confider the truth of her heart , 

Such an innocent PafTion, fo kind without Art J 
I fear I have wrong’d her, and hope (he may be 
So fuD of true love to be Jealous of me : 

And then ’tis , and then 'tis 1 think no Joys abov’e 
Like the pleafures, the pleafures of Love. 


A X Voc. CSUIU4 Gf £t,/jruf. 

Captain DJGBT’s Farevvel. 

Nd rie go to my Love where he lies in the Deep, and in my embra-ces 

Deareft (hall deep : When we wake, the kind Dolphins to-gether (lull throng, and in Chariots 

Shells (lull draw us a-long. 

The Oriented Pearl that the Ocean bed owes 
We’ll mix with the Coral , and a Crown fo corapofe : 
The Sea Nimphs (hall figh , and envy our blifs ; 
We’ll teach them to Love , and Cockles to Kifs. 

Or my Love deeps now in a Wat'ry Grave, and hath nothing to (hew for his Tomb but a Wave : 1 

kifs his dear lips than the Coral more red, that grows where he lies in his Wat’ry bed. Ah! A 

Mr. Ril^rtSm 

fee not my Love: I furvey ev’ry walk now my Thillis is gone, and figh when I think we were 

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Loving too well. 

y[x, Pelham Humphrey, 

I I. But each Shade and each confcious Bow’r , when I find 
Where I once have been happy , and She has been kind : 
When I fee the print left of her (hape in the Green , 

And imagin the pleafure may yet come agen : 

Ohthen’iis! Ohthen’tis, I think no Joys above 
Like the pleafurei, the pleafures of Love. 


III. While alone to my felf I repeat all her Charms ^ 

She I love may be lockt in another mans arms ; 

She may laugh at my Cares, and fo falfc Ihe may be ^ 

To fay all the kind things (he before faid to me : 

Oh then ’tis ! Oh then 'tis , that I think there's no Hell 
Like Loving, like Laving too well. 

IV. But when 1 confider the truth of her heart , 

Such an innocent PafTion, fo kind without Art J 
I fear 1 have wrong'd her, and hope (he may be 
So full of true love to be Jealous of me ; 

And then 'tis , and then *115 1 think no Joys above 
Like the pleafures, the pleafures of Love. 

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Love! if e’rethou’lteafc a Heart that owns thypow’r di-vine and ' 

bleeds with thy too cruel dart, and pants with never ceafing (mart j take pi-ty now 

on mine. 

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Un-der thy (hades I fainting lye 5 a thoufand times I wilh to dye ; But when I find cold death too 


Mr. Pelham Hum^hrej, 


But thus, as I fat all alone 
In th’ fliady Mirtlc Grove 
When to each gentle Sigh and Moan , 
Some neighb’ring Ecchogave a Groan, 
Came by the Man I lov’d : 

Oh , how I ftrove my Grief to hide ! 

I Panted, Blulh’d, and almoll Dy’d , 

And did each tailing Eccho chide. 

For fear fome breath of moving Air 
Should to his Ears my forrows bear. 


And, oh ye Pow’rs ! I’de dye to gain 
But one poor parting Kifs ; 

And yet Tie fuffer wracks of pain , 

E’re I’de one thought or widi retain 
That Honour thinks amifs : 

Thus are poor Maids unkindly us’d, 

By Love and Nature both abus’d ; 

Our tender Hearts all eafe refus’d : 

And when we burn with fecret flame 
Moll ^ar the grief, ordycwithihainc. 

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Mr. John Banifier . ' 

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We teach out little Dogs to fetch and to carry , 
The Partridge, Hare, the Phefant our Quarry ; 
The nimble Squirrels with cudgel we chafe , 
And the little pretty Lark betray with a glafs 
And when we have done, &c. 


About the May-pole we dance all a round , 

And with Garlands of Pinks and Rofes are crown’d ; 

Our little kind tribute we merrily pay 

To the gay Lad, and the bright Lady o’th’ May. 

And when we have done , ds. 


With our delicate Nimphs we kifs and we toy ^ 

What others but dream of we daily enjoy j 
With our Sweet-hearts we dally fo long till we find 
Their pretty Eyes fay their Hearts are govvn kind ; 
And when we have done we laugh and lye down ^ 
And to each pretty Lafs we give a green Gown. 



Love! if e’re thou’lt eafe a Heart that owns thypow’r di vine a 


bleeds with thy too cruel dart, and pants with never ceafing Jraart ; take pi-ty now on 

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Un-der thy (hades I fainting lye ; a thoufand times I wilh to dye : But when I find cold death 



nigh I I grieve to lofe my pleating pain , and call my wilhes back again; 

iS: , O 

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Mr. Pelham Hum^ 


But thus, as 1 fat all alone 
In th’ lhady Mirtlc Grove, 

When to each gentle Sigh and Moan , 
Some neighboring Ecchogave a Groan, 
Came by the Man I lov’d : 

Oh , how I ftrove my Grief to hide ! 

I Panted, Blulh’d, and almoft Dy’d , 

And did each tatling Eccho chide , 

For fear fome breath of moving Air 
Should to his Ears my forrows bear. 


And, oh ye Pow’rs ! I’dc dye to gain 
But one poor parting Kifs ; 

And yet Tie fuffer wracks of pain , 

E’re I’de one thought or widi retain 
That Honour thinks amifs : 

Thus are poor Maids unkindly us’d, 

By Love and Nature both abus’d ; 

Our tender Hearts all cafe refus’d : 

And when we burn with fecret flame , 
Moft bear the grief, or dye with (hamc. 

when we have done thefe in-no-cent Sports, we laugh and lie down, and to each pretty La(s we 

give a green Gown. 

Mr. John Banifier. 

We teach our little Dogs to fetch and to carry , 
The Partridge, Hare, the Phefant our Quarry - 
The nimble Squirrels with cudgel we chafe , 
And the little pretty Lark betray with a glafs 
And when we have done , &c. 


About the May-pole we dance all a round , 

And with Garlands of Pinks and Rofes are crown’d ; 

Our little kind tribute we merrily pay 

To the gay Lad, and the bright Lady o’th’ May. 

And when we have done , &e. 


With our delicate Nimphs we kifs and we toy I 
What others but dream of we daily enjoy ■ 

With our Sweet-hearts we dally fo long till we find 
Their pretty Eyes fay their Hearts are govvn kind : 
And when we have done we laugh and lye down ^ 
And to each pretty Lafs we give a green Gown. 


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Hen ^«-re-/;<t firft 1 Courted, flie had Youth and Beauty too- 

killing Pleafures when (he fported, and her Charms were c-.ver new. Conqu’ring Time hath 


riow deceiv’d her j which her glories did uphold : All her Arts can nc’re retrieve her ; 


poor Au-re—lia growing old. 

Mr. Pelham Humphrey, 

Thofe Airy Spirits which invited , 
Are return’d, and now no more ; 
And her Eyes are now benighted , 
Which were Comets heretofore. 
Want of thefe abates her merits ; 
Yet 1 have paflion for her N ame : 
Only kind and amorous Spirits , 
Kindle, and maintain the Flame. 

i^j3=iEiE|jE|gii { piE|EiEi| iEiiE^i 

Lover I’m Born, and a Lover Tie be ; and hope from my Love I (hall 

be tree. Let wiulom abound in the grave Woman-hater ; yet nc— ver to love 19 a 

ne— ver 

fignof ill Nature -.But he who loves well, and whofe Paflion,can ne-ver be wretched, but 



be Young. 

Mr. Pelham titmt^hrey. 


With hopes and with fears, like a Ship in the Ocean , 
Our Hearts are kept dancing, and ever in motion : 
When our Pallion is pall’d, and ourLancy would fail , 
Some little quarrel fupplyes a frelb Gale : 

But when the doubt’s clear’d, and the jealonfiesgone, 
How we Kifs and Embrace, and can never have done. 

Ine own Sahina, come along, the fubjeft of my Song , for thee I long ; 

Then know, my pretty Sweetefl, know, fince thou loveft mee, I’lc fancy nothing in the World but 


Unvai! thofe Damask Cheeks of thine , 

Where ev’ry beautious line 
is fo Divine • 

That were I to receive my Death by thy fair Eye y 
I’de court it in the pits to buried lye. 


Difplay thine Arms, thy '''ealth unfold , 

Then like to Jove of old , 
in liquid Gold ; 

And we'll caroufe it in Loves bowls to fuch a biifs. 

Our Souls (hall mingle, while our Bodies Kifs. 

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Thus will wc Live, thus will we Love ,• 

When as the gods above 

(hall envious prove • 

And after death, we’ll toy as they ; ’till that appear ^ 
We’ll have Elix.iMm here, as they have there. 

thee: I’le fancy nothing in the World but thee. 

'tis your heart were loft, than thus fuf-pi-tious prove : You then would kill me by difdain , but dying 

thus, you blot my Name. For all will fay, {'Ions was falfe, and went aflray : was faire,and 




did deferve her fharae. 


Mr, Rol^rt Smith, 


For happy Shepherd, well you know 
Your Flame does mine excell j 
All generous Coridon doth know , 

But none my Tale will tell : 

ClorUy though true, rauft lofe her name ■ 
But Coridon will keep his fame : 

For all will fay, Claris was falfe , 

And went aftray : 

Cloris was falfe, and did deferve her fliame. 


But cruel Shepherd, when you hear 
That I am dead indeed ; 

1 do believe you’ll Ihed one Tear , 
Though now you have decreed , 

That Cloris true, muft lofe her Name , 

' For Condon to keep his Fame. 

For then you’ll fay, Cloris was true , 

And ne’re did ftray : 

Claris was true, and I deferve the lhamc- 

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Love does injoyn. Then patience in vain, doth a paflion withftand ,• for we cannot obey , when we 


Sure Nature defign’d us a bleffedef (late ; 

There’s ho other Creature but chufes a Mate ; 

And the Turtles in pairs, through an Amorous groVe , 

Do Love where they like, and injoy where they Love. 

What Tyrants are thofe who do feek todeilroy 
The liberty we do by Nature enjoy. 


Yet fincc ’tis a blefTingthe Gods have ordain’d , 

That our wills (hould be free, though our pow’r be reftraiii’d : 
We’ll Love while we live, for the conftant at lift » 

Do the perfefteft Joys of Elltjum taft : 

O there, O there, we may Love out our (ill , 

When to do and enjoy is the fame as to will. 



for my own fake to counfel me to dye : Like thofc faint fouls, who cheat themfelves of breath ; and 



dye, for fear of death. 



since Love’s the principle of Life , 

And you the objeft Lov’d , 

Let’s, Luciamira, end this Ilrife, 

I ceafe to be remov’d ; 

We know not what they do are gone from hence ; 
But here we Love by fenfe. 

Mr. John Bamfier. 


If the Platonicks, who would prove 
Souls without Bodies Love j 
Had with refptd, well underftood 
The Paflions of the Blood ; 

They’d fuffer Mortals to have had their part j 
And feated Love i’th’ Heart. 


Incc we, poor flavilh Women, know,our Men we cannot pick and chufe: To 









him we Love, why fay we, No ? and both our time and labour lofc. By our put offs, and fond de- 

a Lovers ap-pc-tite wc pa!l ; and if too 


Ion? the Gallant flays, his Stomachs gone for good and all. 

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Or our impatient amorous Gue ft , 
Unknown to us, away may fteal ; 
And rather than flay tor a tealt , 

Take up with fome courfe ready meal. 
When opportunity is kind , 

Let prudent Women be fo to; 

And if the Man be to her mind , 

Be fure flie do not let him go. 


Mr. John Banijier. 

The Match foon made, is happieft ftill ; 

For Love has only thereto do : 

Let no one Marry 'gainfl her will , 

But (land oft', when her Parents woo ; 

And to the Sutor be not coy ; 

For they whom Joynture can obtain , 

To let a Fop her Bed enjoy , 

Is but a lawful Wench for gain. 

Ome happy foul come down and tell what Joys are thofev^Ith you dodwell: 


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olain. that raiehtv theam of Im-mor— ta-li— ty is but a Dream. 

Mr. Robert Smith. 

11 . 

’Tis Love, ’tis Love ! For nothing can 
Give real happinefs to man : 

But Joys like thofe that Lovers fouls enjoy , 
Which here on Earth there’s nothing can dcftroy. 
Ay, ay, ’tis Love can only be 
The happy fouls felic-itie. 


Are your delights in what you fee , 

Of wonderful varietie? 

Or can your Joys arife from pleafant things ; 
Your taft, or fmelling, to your fancy brings ? 

No, no, ’tis plain, if it were fo , 

Eternity by gradual fteps muftgo. 

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An Lu-cU-mi-rtt fo miftake, to perfwade me to fly, ’tis cruel ki 

for my own fake to counfel me to dye : Like thofc faint fouls, who cheat thcmfelves of breath , 

dye, for fear of death. 


Since Love’s the principle of Life , 

And you the objeft Lov’d , 

Let’s, Luciamira, end this Ilrife, 

I ceafe to be remov’d : 

We know not what they do are gone from hence ; 
But here we Love by fenfe, 

Mr. John Bu 

111 . 

If the Platonicks, who would prove 
Souls without Bodies Love j 
Had with refptd:, well underftood 
The Paflions of the Blood ; 

They’d fuffer Mortals to have had their part 
And feated Love i’ch'Heaiy. 


him we Love, why fay we, No ? and both our time and labour lofc. By our put offs, and fon..; 





,3ys a Lovers ap-pMitew. pall; and if too lonf/he Gallant Hays, h.s Stomach* gone fo^ 

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Or our impatient amoroui » 
Unknown to us, away may fteal ; 

And rather than flay for a lealt, 

Take up with fome courfe ready meal. 
When opportunity is kind , 

Let prudent Women be fo to; 

And if the\fan be to her mind , 

Be fure (he do not let him go. 


The Match foon made, is happieft ftill ; 
For Love has on ! y there t o do : 

Let no one Marry ’gainft her will , 

But (land off, when her Parents woo ; 
And to the Sutor be not coy ; 
l or they whom Joynture can obtain , 
To let a Hop her Bed enjoy , 

Is but a lawful Wench for gain. 

Ome happy foul come down and tell what Joys are thofev^ith you dodwell: 

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plain, that mighty thcam of 

Im-mor-ta-li-ty is but a Dream. 


Mr. Robert Smith. 

11 . 

Tis Love, ’tis Love ! For nothing can 
Give real happinefs to man : 

But Joys like thofe that Lovers fou's enjoy ,’ 
Which here on Earth there’s nothing can dellroy, 
Ay, ay, ’tis Love can only be 
The happy fouls felic-itie. 


Are your delights in what you fee , 

Of wonderful varietie ? 

Or can your Joys arife from pleafant things ; 
Your tad, or fmelling, to your fancy brings ? 

No, no, ’cis plain, if it were fo , 

Eternity by gradual Heps muftgo. 

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Hlllis, the time is come that we mufl: fever j long have we linger’d ’cwixt 

kindnefs and ft rife ; And though we promis’d our felves to love ever , there is a fate in Love, as 

well as Life. So many jealoufies daily we try, (oractimes we freez, and then fometimes we fry • that 

Both by our felves, and others tormented , 

Still in fufpence betwixt Heaven and Hell : 

Ever defiring, and never contented ; 

Either not Loving, or Loving too well. ^ 

Parting we ftill are in each others pow rs ; _ 
Our Lev’s a weather of Sun-lhine, and (how’rs : 
Its dayes are bitter, though fweet are its hours. 


Why fhould we Fate any longer importune , 

Since to each other unhappy we ; 

Like lofing Gamefters, we tempt our ill Fortune 
Both might be luckier in a new Love 
This were the way our reafon bear fway ; 

But when we fo plcafing a Paflion deftroy , 

We may be more happy, but Icfs ftaould enjoy. 

Le have no more dealings, fond Cnpid , with thee , fo mich I'm a 

^friend to my dear li-ber-tie : ’Iwas pafllon for Beauty, that kindled my fire; but thanks beto 


4 rcafonthitcheck’d my defire. My fighs and my fears, they were formerly^ I make 

ufe of them now to re*'pent ; If e re by chance , I hear talk of black Eyes • 1 fall to my 



Pray’rs, and the 111 fpirit flyes. 

Mr. tVillum Gregerie. 


There’s none in the world madder than he , 

That loves his own dangers, and will not be free ; 
l ie ne’re be confin’d to the Devils black Rod , 

For ferving in Lovea fantaftical God. 

Experience hath taught me the infallible Art , 

Of curbing my Eye-fight, to preferve my Heart : 
Where c’re 1 encounter a Beautious face , 

Ibleismy felf! turn afide, and mend my pace. 


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Hlllis, the time is come that we muft fever ; long have we linger’d 'cu 


kindnefs and ftrife ; And though we promis’d our felves to love ever , there is a fate in Love 

well as Life. So many jealoufics daily we try, lometimes we freez, and then fometitnes we fry j 


Love in Colds, or in Feavers will d^. 

Mr. Roberts 


Both by our felves, and others tormented , 

Still in fufpence betwixt Heaven and Hell : 

Ever defiring, and never contented j 
Lither not Loving, or Loving too well. ^ 

Parting we ftill are in each others pow rs ; 

Onr Lov’s a weather of Sun-fhinc, and (how'rs ; 
Its dayes are bitter, though fweet are its hours. 


Why fhould we Fate any longer importune , 
Since to each other unhappy we pro^c : 

Like lofing Gamefters, we tempt our ill Fortune ^ 
Both might be luckier in a new Love 
This were the way our reafon bear fway ; 

But when we fo pleafing a Paffion deftroy , 

We may be more happy, but lefs fhould enjoy. 

T Le have no more dealings, fond Cttpi^ , with thee • fo mich I in a 


friend to my dear li-ber-tie: ’Fwas paflion for Beauty, that kindled my fire; but thanks be to 



reafon that check’d my defire. My fighs and my fears, they were formerly fpent for Love; I make 

Pray’rs, and the 111 fpirit flyes. 

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Mr. Willum Gregfirie. 


There’s none in the world madder than he , 

That loves his own dangers, and will not be free ; 
lie ne’re be confin’d to the Devils black Rod, 

For ferving in Love a fantaftical God. 

Experience hath taught me the infallible Art , 

Of curbing my Eye-fight, to prefervc ray Heart : 
Where e’re 1 encounter a Beautious face , 

Iblefemy felf! turn afide, and mend ray pace. 


A 1. Voe. Citntui (S’ Baffus. 

Ow flirangely fevere, and unjuft are we grown ! For we punilli in all the Of. 

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fences of one: W hile diflembling Amintas , a Paflion did fain, I Damon’s AfRftions re- 

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turn'd with difdain and gave more belief to the Shepherd that fwore , than to him who did faithfully 

Love and A-dore. 


Yet pardon me once, and if ever again 
I’m deaf to the Voice of a Lover in pain • 

Then let me not profper in what I’ve iKgun , ^ 
But dye in defpair, as ray Damon has done. 

Mr. IVilliatft Turner. 

neck, and his head on hcrbreaft: He found the fierce pleafure too hafty toftay, and his foul in a 


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when C<tlU favv this, with a Sigh and a- Kifs, 

She cry’d, O tny Dear ! I’m robb’d of my blifs : 
Tis unkind to your Love, and uniaithfully done , 
To leave mo behind you, anddye all aloac. 

III. iV. 

The Youth though in haft, and breathing his laft , Thus inrranc’d fhe did lye, while Alexti did tty 
Inpitydy’dllowly, whil’ft (he dy’d more fall j To recover new breath, that again he might dye: 

Till at length Oic cry’d, now, ray Dear, now Then often they dy’d ; but the more they did lo , 

Let’s go Now dye, my Alexis, and 1 will dye too. The nymph df’d mof e (juick,and the Ihepherd more ilow 

Tempeft juft flying a-way. 

Mr. Nicholas Staggins. 


F all the brisk Dames, Mijfelina for me j for 1 love not a woman un- 


lefs Ihc be free. The Affeftion that I to my Miftrefs do pay, grows weary, unlefs Ihe does meet it half 


way. There can be no pleafure ’till humours do hit ; and jumping's as good in Affeftion as Wit. 


Mr. Pelham Humphrey ^ 


No fooner I came, but flie lik’d me as foon ; 

No fooner I askt, but Ihe granted my boon : 

And without a Preamble, a Portion, or Joy mure , 
She promis’d to meet me, where e’re I’de appoint her. 
So we ftruck up a match, and embraced each other , 
Without the confent of Father or Mother. 

111 . 

Then away with a Lady that’s Modeft and coy j 
Let her ends be the pleafures that we docnjoy ; 

Let her tickle her fancy with fecret delight , 

And refufe all the day, what Ihe longs for at night. 
1 believe my Selina,vi\\o (hews they’r all mad 
To feed on dry bones, when fleih may be had. 

G 2 

T the light of my Phillis, through every part, a Spring- tide of Joy doth flow 

up to my Heart . which quickens each Pulfc , and fwells (t-\i-Ty Vein, yet all my Delights are flill 


mingled with Pain, 

So ftrong a Diftemper, fure Love cannot bring j 
To my Knowledge, Love was a quieter thing : 

So gentle and tame, that he never was known 
So much as to wake me, when 1 lay alone. 

Ut the Boy is much grown, and fo alter’d of law, he’s become a more furious palfion than hate ; fincc by^ 

Phillis reftor’d to the Empire of hearts, he has new ftrung his Bow, and fliarpen’d hts Darts; and 



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Holer t 6mith. 

My Madnefs, alafs ! 1 too plainly difcover • 

For he is at leaft as much Mad-man as Lover , 

Who for one cruel Beauty, is ready to quit 

Atl the Nymphs of the Stage, and thofe of the Pit : 
The Joys of Hide and the Mall s^dear delight , 
To be Sober all day, and Clufl all the Night. 


A t'uf. C.tntus CS" 

. Wj/ ^ Y Yomh I kcpl ““ ll'0"gl'>s »f guarded il fafe from ihe 

Bhckand the Tair- So flubborn 1 was, that 1 laugh’d at the pains Men took to be wretched, and 

iiijp pi=isi# iiil=iiEiiFip.=gpfe§5i£i^=i--=^fei^ 

loaded with Chains: But when I the Charms of .PHl-lit did fee, I rcndred my 

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Heart, and refus’d to be free. 

Mr. Alpb, Marp^ Junior. 


I Lov’d with a 2eal and Paflion fo ftrong , 
Forgot Die was woman, and could not love long : 
I never conlider’d the tricks and the arts 
She us’d to entangle and captivate hearts : 

At length I difcovet’d, and plainly I knew 
My Phi/Iff was fickle, and could not be true. 


I curft my hard fate that kindled my flame • 

I oft’ner my felf than ray Phillit did blame ; 

Yet I bore fuch refpeft unto her, that 1 thought 
Want of merit in me, this humour had wrought. 
And then I refolv’d I never would be 
So bold as to Love, but would always be free. 



Hat fancies of Pleafure doth Love alTaloncpropofe to it felf, when the 


Objeft is gone. But , alafs ! how vain is the ftrength of that Joy, which a word or a frown, has 

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pow’r to deftroy. 

For though the firft venture prove calm in her Eyes , 

In the fecond accefs a ftorm may arife : 

Then withfighs and with grief arethofc fpirits difplay’d , 
Who to cherifli defpair have given their aid. 

111 . 


Thus Lovers with doubt, a fond kindnefspurfue,' Then fince we re endu’d with fo gentle a loul, 

Whilft fate fro^ their follies prove falfe and untrue : ^at cverj^ fmalj fignal our heart may contr^ole , 

Sev’ e dther poffeft with the thoughts of defpair , Twere a iigh of Loves pity our care to reftnin , 
Or c^irriay on Love a continual care. By making us free-mcn, without fo much pain. 

Languifh all night, and figh all the day, and much to be pity’d I 

am - E’rcf.nce your bright Eyes my Heart did furprize, I could not exiioguini the flame. But 











ferv’d for the min that you hate. 




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Et Fortune and ?W/»i frown if they pleafc, we’ll no more on their Deities 

call: Nor trouble the Fates, but rie give my felf cafe, and be happy infpightof them all. I 

will have my Phillif, if I once go about her; or if I have not, I live better without her. 

But if Pride or Inconflancy in hcr,I find , 

I’de have her ttf know I’m above her. 

For at length 1 have Icarn’d, now my Fetters are gone , 
To Love, if 1 pleafc, or to let it alone. 

H 2 


gards not thy Vows nor thyPray’r: When I plead for thy paflion, thy pains to prolong: hhe 


courts her Gittar,and replyes with a Song. No more (hall true Lovers fuch beauties adore: Were the 

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gods fo fevere , men would worfliip no more. 

Mr. ^Iph. MarJI:. 

I I, • 

No more will 1 wait, like a Slave at your Dore , 
rie fpend the cold Night at your Window no more : 

My Lungs in long lighs, no more I le exhale , 

Since your Pride is to make me grow fullen and pale. 

No tnorc (hall Amintas your pity implore , 

Were the gods fo ingrate, men would worlliip no more, 


No more (hall your frowns, or free humour perfwade 
To court the fair Idol my Fancy hath made : ^ 

When your faint’s fo negleSlcd, your follies give o re , 
Your Deity’s loft, and your beauties no more. 

No more fliall true Lovers fuch Beautie’s adore , 

Were the gods fo fevere , men would worlliip no more. 


[ low weak are the V ows of a Lover in pain , 

When Batter’d with hope, or opprt^ with dildain : 
No fooner my Dafhne’i bright eycf 1 review , 

But all is forgot, and I vow all a new. 

No more, faireft Nymph, I will murmur no more 
Did the gods feem lb fair, men would ever adore. 


Here e-ver 1 am, or what e ver 1 do, my Phi/iis is flillin my mind: 

When angry, 1 mean not to Phillis to go; ray feet of themfelves the way find. Unknown to ray 

felf I am juft at her door , and when I would rail , I can bring out no more. Then Phillis, too 

Mr. Alj^h. MarJJ}^ 


When Phillis I fee, my heart burns in my breaft , 
And the Love 1 would ftifle is ftiow’n : 

Bm afleep or awake, 1 am never at reft , 

When from mine eyes Phillis is gone. 
Sometimes a fweet dream doth delude my fad mind ; 
But alafs ! when I wake, and no Phillis I find , 

Then I figh to my felf all alone ! 

Then I figh to my felf all alone ! 

I I I. 

Should a King be my rival in her I adore,’ 
He fhould offer his trcafure in vain ; 

0 let me alone to be happy and poor , 
And give me my Phillis again. 

Let Phillis be mine, and ever be kind , 

1 could to a Defart with her be confin’d ^ 

And envy no Monarch his reign .* 
And envy no Monarch his reign. 

1 V. 

Alas ! I difcover too much of my Love ; 

And ftie too well knot^ts her own pow’r : 

She makes me each day a new Martyrdom prove 
And makes me grow jealous each hour. 

But let her each minute torment my poor mind , 
I had rather love Phillii, both falfc and unkind , 
Then ever be freed from her pow’r : 

Then ever be freed from her pow’r. 


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Ow affairs of the State are already decreed, make room for affairs of the 

■ efi! 

Court; Iraployment, and pleafure, each other fucceed; bccaufe they each other fupport. Were 


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Were, c^c. 

Princes confin’d from flacking their mind ; when by care it is ruffled and curld : A Crown would ap- 


pear too heavy to wear; and no man would Govern the World. 


Ow fevere is forgetful old Age, to confine a poor Lover fo ! that I 

alraoft defpair to fee even the Air ; much more my dear hey ho! Though I whifper my 

flghs out "alone, I atTtrac’d wherefoever T go j thatfome t'eaclicrous Tree h^s this old man frort^^ 

E|EfEi;|:|Epii;|E gp|;^|= ggi=:iiliiPi 


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le ; and there he counts ev’ry Hey ho ! hey ho ! 



Mr. Pelham Humphrey, 

I How (hall I this Ar!!,us blind ? My rcflraint, then alafs ! mutt endure ; 

And fo put an end to my wo , i>o that lince my fad doom I know : 

' For whiltt I beguile I’lc pme for my Love 

His Frowns with a Smile; Like the Turtle-Dove , 

I betray my felf with a Hey ho ! hey ho ! And breath out my Life in Hey ho ! hey ho I 

He Nymph that undoes me, is fair and unkind ; no lefs than a wonder by nature de- 

fl ’d : She’s the grief of my Heart, the joy of my Eye ; And the Caufe of a Flame that never can 

ii gig i ;pjiga=i=g|iE! t g;i==|gf^ 

e: She’s the grief of my Heart, and joy of my Eye ; and the Caufe of a Flame, that 

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ever can dye. 




Mr. Stafford, 

f^Utips, from whence Wit obligingly flows , The defparate Lover can hope no Redrefs ’ 

H|ihe colour of Cheries, and fmell of the Rofe; Where Beauty and Rigour are both in excefs : 
Uiand Dettiny both attends on her Will ; In Calia they meet,fo unhappy am 1 5 

laves with a Smile, with a Frown Ihe can Kill, Who fees her mutt Love, who Loves her mutt dye. 

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Ow affairs of the State are already decreed , make room for affairs of thi 


f ^ 

Court; Imployment, and pleafurCi each other fucceed; becaufe they each other fupport. Wen 




Princes confin’d from flacking their mind ; when by care it is ruffled and curld : A Crown would a 


pear too heavy to wear ; and no man would Govern the World. 

Ow fevere is forgetful old Age, to confine a poor Lover fo ! that ] 

alraoft defpair to fee even the Air ; much more ray dear Damon, hey ho ! Though I whifper 

fighsout alone, I am trac’d wherefoever I go ; that fome treacherous Tree hides this old man fror 

hey ho ! 

me ■ and there he counts cv’ry Hey ho ! 

How lhall I this Jr^us blind ? 

And fo put an end to my wo j 
For vvhilft I beguile 
His Frowns with a Smile ; 

I betray my felf with a Hey ho ! hey ho ! 

Mr. Pelham Humphrey, 


My reflraint, then alafs ! mufl: endure ; 

So that lince my fad doom 1 know : 
ric pine for my Love 
Like the Turtle-Dove ; 

And breath out my Life in Hey ho ! hey ho ! 

He Nymph that undoes me, is fair and unkind ; no lefs than a wonder by nature de- 

lign’d : She’s the grief of my Heart, the joy of my Eye ; And the Caufe of a Flame that never can 

dye ; She’s the grief of my Heart , and joy of my Eye ; and the Caufe of a Flame, that 

never can dye. 




Mr. Staffords 

Her Lips, from whence Wit obligingly flows , 
Has the colour of Cheries, and fmell of the Rofe : 
Love and Deftiny both attends on her Will • 

She Saves with a Smile, with a Frown (he can Kill, 

The defparate Lover can hope no Redrefs 
Where Beauty and Rigour are both in excefs : 

In Cdia they meet,fo unhappy am I ; 

Who fees her mufl: Love, who Loves her mufl dye. 

I a 

Ow unhappy a Lover am I, whilftl figh for my Phillis 

^ m vain: All ray 

hopes of delight are a-nother man’s right; who is happy, whilft I am in pain. Since her honour af. 



fords no re-liefj but to pi-ty the pains which you bear ; ’Tisihebeftof your fate in ahopelefs e- 

ftate, to give o’re, and betimes to de-fpair. 

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Mr. Nicholas Staggins. 

I have try’d the falfe Medicine in vain j 

Yeti wilh what I hope not to win: 

From without my defire has no food to its fire , 

But it burns and confumes me within. 

Yet at leaft, ’lis a comfort to know 
That you are not unhappy alone .• 

For the Nymptb you adore is as wretched or more , 
And accounts all your fuff’rings her own. 


O you pow’rs ! let me fuffer for both , 

At the feet of my Phillis I’lc lye : - . ^ 

rie refign up my breath, and take pleafure in death , 
To be pity’d by her when I dye. 

What her honour deny’d you in life , 

In her death flie will give to her love : 

Such a flame as is true, after fate will renew , 

When the fouls do meet clofer above. 

d Though Love cannot fee, let not Honour beblind, whereon i‘s the other betray’d. 







Though Sir to your Bed, true Alleg’ancc I vow’d: 1 am not oblig’d by that Oath: No longer than 


you keep both conftant and true: The fame Vow ob-li-geth us both, 



Fair Nymph, did you feel 
But thofe Paffions I beat , 

My Love you would never fufpe^f : 
An Heart made of fteel 
Sure mud needs love the fair , 

And what we love cannot ncgleif. 


Then fince we love both , 

Let us both be agreed 5 


And feal both our Loves with a Kifs : 


From breaking our Oath 
We fliall both then be freed j 


And Princes will envy our blifs* 


imi iiiN. iifii Hiim HIM. 


Ow unhappy a Lover am 1, whilft 1 figh for my PhUti^ in vain: All 

hopes of delight are a-nother man’s right; who is happy, whilfl: 1 am in 

pain. Since her honour 

fords no re— lief j but to pi-ty the pains which you bear : 'Tisihebeftof your fate in ahopekfs^ 

Rate, to give o’re, and betimes to de-fpair, 


Mr. Nicholas Sta^ 

' II-.. . 

I have try’d the falfe Medicine in vain • 

Yeti wilh what I hope not to win: 

Ffotn without my dehre has no food to its fire ^ 

But it burns and confumes me within. 

Yet at leaft, ’tis a comfort to know 
That you are not unhappy alone .* 

For the Nymptb you adore is as wretched or more , 
And accounts all your fuff’ rings her own. 


O you pow’rs ! let me fuffer for both , 

At the feet of my Phillis I’lc lye : . . 

rie refign up my breath, and take plealure in deain , 
To be pity’d by her when I dye. 

What her honour deny’d you in life , 

In her death flie will give to her love : 

Such a flame as is true, after fate will renew , 

When the fouls do meet clofer above. 

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I liiiniimiliiijiiBililiiiiiiil 

Hy Phillis-, to me, 

fo untrue and unkind ? Remember the Vow whkit 

Though LOTe'araioi fee, let noi Concur be'blind, whereon k the other betra^. 

Though, Sit, to your Bed. tine MIeg-ance I vowd; 1 am not oblig'd by that Oath; No longer than 

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you keep both conftant and true: The fame Vow ob-li-geth us bmb.’ 


Fair Nymph, did you feel 
But ihofe Paffions I beat , 

My Love you would never fufpeft : 
An Heart made of fteel 
Sure mud needs love the fair , 

And what we love cannot negleif. 


Then fince we love both , 

Let us both be agreed ; 


And feal both our Loves with a Kifs ; 


From breaking our Oath 
We lhall both then be freed - 


And Princes will envy our blifs* 


grew on the fide , I over-heard a Nymph and Shepherd wi/hing, no time or fortune their Ipve might dc 

vide : To Cupid and VtnM each off red a Vow, to Love c-ver as they love now. 

Mr. John Banijicr, 


Oh ! faid the Shepherd, and figh’d, what a pleafure 
Is love conceal'd betwixt Lovers alone ? 

Love rauft be fecret kept, like Fairy treafurc , 
When ’tis difeover’d, 'twill quickly be gone ; 
And envy or jealoufie if it could flay , 

Will too (oon, alals ! make it decay. 


Then let us leave the world and care behind us^ 

Said the Nymph fmiling, and gave him her hand} 
All alone, all alone, where none lliall finds uj , 

In fomc far defart wc’ll feek a new land ; 

And there live from envy or jealoufie freei 
And a world to each other we’ll be. 

HillU for fhamc let ws improve a thoufand fev’ral wayes, thefe few fliort 

Minutes fnatch’d by Love from ma-ny tedious days. Whilft you want courage to defpife the 


cenfuresof ihe Grave; for all the tyrant in your eyes, your heart is but a flm. 

Mr. Pelham Humphrey, 


I My l.ove is full of noble pride ^ 
, And never fhall fubmii , 

To let that Fop difcretion ride 
In triumph over wit. 


Falfe friends I have as well as you > 
Who daily counfel me , 

Fame and ambition to purfue", 
Andkaveof loving you. 


When 1 the Icaft belief bellow 
On what fuch fools advife : 

May 1 be dull enough to grow 
Mod miferablywife. 

pleafure fird made it an Oath. 

Mr* Robert 




If i have pleafure for a friend 
And further joy in ftore • 

What wrong has he whofc joys did end , 
And who could give no more ? 

It’s a madnels that he 
Should be jealous of me , 

Or that I (liould bar him of another • 
When all we can gain 
Is to give our felves pain , 

And neither can hinder the other. 



grew on the fide j I over-heard a Nymph and Shepherd wiftiing, no tiing or fortune their Liove might o 

vide: To Cufid and each off red a Vow, to Love e-ver as they love now. 


Oh ! faid the Shepherd, and figh'd, what a plcafurc 
Is love conceal'd betwixt Lovers alone ? 

Love mu ft be Tecret kept, like Fairy treafure , 
when 'tis difeover’d, 'twill quickly be gone : 
And envy or jealoufic if it could ftay , 

Will too (bon, alafi ! make it decay. 

Mr. John Banip 

III. ' 

Then let us leave the world and care behind us ] 
Said the Nymph fmiling, and gave him her han 
All alone, all alone, where none (hall finds ui , 
in fome far defart we’ll feek a new land : 

And there live from envy or jealoufie free^ 
And a world to each other we’ll be. 

Hillit for fhamc let hs improve a thoufand fev’ral wayes, thefc few Ihorc 

Minutes fnatch’d by Love from ma--ny tedious days. 

Whilft you want courage to defpife the 

cenfuresof ihe Grave; for all the tyrant in your eyes, your heart is but a (hve, 

y[x. Pelham Humphrey, 


My I-Ove is full of noble pride 
And never lhall fubmii , 

To let that Fop diferetion ride 
In triumph over wit. 


Falfe friends I have as well as you , 
Who daily counfcl me , 

Fame and ambition to porfue , 

And leave of loving you. 


When 1 the leaft belief bellow 
On what fuch fools advife : 

May I be dull enough to grow 
Moll miferably wife. 

If I have pleafure for a friend \ 

And further joy in ftore » 

What wrong has he whofc joys did end ^ 
And who could give no more ? 

It’s a madnels that he 
Should be jealous of me , 

Or that I fliould bar him of another; 
When all we can gain 
Is to give our felves pain , 

And neither can hinder the other. 


S 1 walk’d in ihe Woods, one Evening of late, a Lafs was dc- 

ploring her haplefs eftate ; In a languilhing pofture, poor Maid, flic appears, all fwcU’d with her 








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Sighs, and blubb’d with her Tears. She Cry ’d and flie Sobb’d, and I found it was all, for a 

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little of that which Har—rj gave Dell. 

Mr< E-obert Smith. 


At lafl Ihe broke out, Wretched , flie faid , ^ 

Will no Youth come fuccour a languiftiing Maid , 
With what he with cafe and with pleafure may give , 
Without which, alafs, poor I cannot live ! 

Shall 1 never leave fighing, and crying, and call , 

For a little of that , &c. 


At firft when I faw a Young man in the plact , 

My colour would fade, and then flufli in my face ; 
My breath would grow fliort, and 1 Ihiver’d all o re , 
My Breaft never popp’d up and down fo before : 

1 fcarce knew for what, but now I find it was all 
For a little of that, &c. 

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Eneaih a Mirtlc (bade, which Love for none but happy Lovers made. 


I (lepr and ftreight ray Love before me brought, Philiis, the Objeii of my waking thought : 

Undreft (lie comes, my flames to meet ; whilft Love ftraw d flow rs beneath her Feet, fo prefl: by 

her, became, became more fweet. 

Mr. John Banijier, 


From the bright Vifions head , 

A carelefs vail of Lawn was loofly fpread ; 
From her white Temples fell her (haded Hair, 
Like cloudy Sun- (liine, not too brown or fair ; 
Her Hands, her Lips, did Love infpire , 

Her ev’ry Grace my Heart did fire 

But molt her Lyes, that languifli’d with defire. 


No, let me dye, (lie faid , 

Rather than lofe the fpotlefs name of Maid : 
Faintly (he fpoke, me-thought, for all the while 
She bid me not believe her with a fmile. 

Then dye, faid I, (he ftill deny’d ; 

And is It thus ? thus, thus, (he cry'd , 

You us a harmlefs maid ? and fo (Ire dy’d. 


Ah, charming Fair, faid I , 

How long can you my blifs and yours deny : 
By Nature and by Love this lovely fliade 
\Vas for revenge of fufFring Lovers made. 
Silence and (liades with Love agree , 

Both (belter you, and favour me ; 

You cannot Blufli, becaufe I cannot fee. 


I wak’t, and ftraight I knew 
I Lov’d fo well, it made ray Dream prove true ; 
Fancy the kinder Miftrefs of the two , 

Fancy had done what Phillis would not do. 
Ah, cruel Nymph, ceafe your difdain , 

While I can dream you fcorn in vain , 

Afleep, or waking, you rauft cafe my pain. 




Ow pleafant is mutual Love, if it’s true ; Then Phillis let us our Af- 



feftions u-nite ; For the more you love me, and the more I love you, The more we contribute to each 


Others delight. But they who enjoy, without loving firft, ftill Eat without Stomach and 


drink without thirft. 



Such is the poor Fool, who loves upon duty , 

Becaufe a Canonick a Coxcomb hath made him : 

He ne’re tails the fweets of Love and of Beauty ; 

But drudges, becaufe a dull Prieft hath betray’d him. 
But who in enjoyment from love take their mealure. 
Are wrapt with delights, and ftill ravifh’d with pleafure. 

Mr. Nicholas Staggins. 

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we hwe ptl. hlweU .» Wine, ra Love, »d Pleafore j .o Drink, ,o Drink, levs .lien make 

Let’s Love, let’s Drink, whilfl we have 

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breath ; no Love nor Drinking after D^th. 


g~S=i=:3p =:|^:tiii=iEiii 

Mr. Tho. Farmer, 

111 round the Health, good natur’d, and free* Let the States-men po-li-ti'ck 





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be; No cuftom ourjoys fliall deterr, this is blifs j Each Lady has her Gallant, each Man has his 


Mifs, On this fidr, and this, let us Kifs, let us Kifs, Al-a-mok / Angleter ; On this fide, and 

this, let us K iff j let us Kifs, Al-~a—mode d’ Angleter. 


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Mr. Robert Smith. 


Sot, that c’re thinks of to Morrow : Great ftore of good Clarret fupplys ev’ry thing j and the 

XZ—v . . . t >— .——1— — Let none at Misfortunes or Loffes repine , 

man that is Drunk is as great as a King. But take a full dofe of the Juice of the Vine : 

© Difeafes and rroubles are ne’re to be f ound , 

J: J;| But in the damn’d place where the glafs goes not round. 

Mr. Robert Smith. 

A. i. Vac. CMHtM & 


Mufcs or Graces. 

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Then Sirrah be quicker, and bring us more Liquor , 
We’ll have nothing to do with Phylician or Vicar^ 
We’ll round with our Bowls, 'till our Paffing-bcll Touls, 
And truft no fuch Quacks with oar Bodies or Souls. 

Mr. Robert Smith. 


I ('o f.nir«‘ £? r.,il}$!S. 


I-ihink^ the poor Town has been trovibW too long, wuli Vhlln and 


Chris in e-ve-ry Song : By Fools, who at once can both Love and dcfpair ; And will never leave 

caimij' in'.*!! »•••« / . . ^ 



know of bonny Black Bt^s. 











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calling them Cruel and Fair. Which jaftly provokes me in Rhime to exprcfs, The truth that I 

I 1. 

‘^ohn rlajiford. 

This Befs of my Heart, this Befs of my Soul , 

Has a Skin white as milk, but Hair black as a coal ; 

She’s plump, yet with eafe you may fpan round her Waft , 
But her round fwelling Thighs can fcarce be embrac'd : 
Her Belly is foft, not a word of the reft j 
But 1 know what 1 mean, when 1 drink to the beft. 


The Plow-man and Squire, the erranter Clown, 

At heme (he fubdu’d in her Paragon gown ; 

But now fire adorns the Boxes and Pit , 

And the proudeft Town Gallants are forc’d to fubmit ; 

All Hearts fall a leaping where-evtr (he comes , 

And beat day and night, like my Lord ^'s Drums, 


But tothofe who have had my dear Befsln their Arms, 
She’s gentle, and knows how to foften her Charms ; 

And to every Beauty can add a new grace , 

Having learn’d how to lifpe, and trip in her pace : 

And with head on one fide, and a languilhing Eye , 

To Kill us with looking as if Oie would dye. 




A. 2, Voc, Cantui CS* Bajft^s* 

Omelay by your Cares, and hang up your Sorrow, drink on he’s: 

Sot, that c’re thinks of to Morrow ; Great ftore of good Clarret fupplys ev’ry thing ; ant. 

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Let none at Misfortunes or Loffes repine , 
man that is Drunk is as great as a King. But take a full dofe of the Juice of the Vine : 

, ^ _ Difeafes and troubles are ne’rc to be found, 

^^But in the damn’d place where the glafs goes noi 


Mr. Robert Smith, 

A. i. V«c. CtMut C? SfljjMX. 

E Jolly ray Friends, for the Money we fpend.on Women and Wine, to 

fclves we do lend : The Ladies Embraces, and our Carbuncl’d Faces, will gain us more 


Mufes or Graces. 


Mr. Robert Smith. 


Then Sirrah be quicker, and bring us more Liquor , 
We’ll have nothing to do with Phylician or Vicar^ 
We’ll round with our Bowls, ’till our Pafling-bcll Tools, 
And truft no fuch Quacks with o»r Bodies or Souls. 

j, I ('« . CAntu' (S 


I-ihink<! ihe poor Town has been troubled too long, vtiib /’/)»//« and 

„ ,gpii=pp;ipii|iiiiiiliiii;liii;liii 


( h ris in c-ve-ry J^ong : By Fools, who at once can both Love and dcfpair ; And will never leave 

calling them Cruel and Fair. Which jaftly provokes mc^in Rhime to exprefs, The truth that 1 


know of bonny Black Be^fs. 

I I. 

This Bejs of my Heart, this Befs of tny Soul , 

Has a Skin white as milk, but Hair black as a coal ; 

She’s plump, yet with eafe you may fpan round her Waft 
But her round fwelling Thighs can fcarce be embrac’d ; 
Her Belly is foft, not a word of the rell 5 
But 1 know what I mean, when 1 drink to the bed. 

'john rlajijbrt^. 


The Plow-man and Squire, the erranter Clown, 

At heme Ihe fubdu’d in her Paragon gown ; 

But now Are adorns the Boxes and Pit , 

And the proudeft Town Gallants are forc’d to fubmit ; 
All Hearts fall a leaping where-ever Ihe comes , 

And beat day and night, like my Lord '"s Drums, 


But to thofc who have had my dear Befs in their Arms , 
She’s gentle, and knows how to foften her Charms 5 
And to every Beauty can add a new grace , 

Having learn’d how to lifpe, and trip in her pace : 

And with head on one fide, and a languilhing Eye , 

To Kill us with looking as if Aie would dye. 


I, Whiiftmy pafllon wasftrong? So eager-ly each oth«s flame we did meet, that a minutes de- 

left in a 

rapture of Blifs. 



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I Vow’d, and I thought I could ever have Lov’d , 
Where Beauty and Kindnefs together I founds 
So fweetly flie lookt, and fo fweetly (Tie mov d , 

That J fancy’d my ftrength with my joyes to abound : 
For the pleafare 1 gave, flie did doubly requite , 

By finding out ever new ways to delight. 

Mr. Robert Smith. 


At laft, when enjoyment had put out my Fire , 

My Strength was decay’d, and my Paflion was done j 
So pall’d was my Fancy, fo tame ray Defire , 

That I from the Nymph, very fain would have gone : 
Ah Jemy ! faid I, we adore thee in vain ; 

For Beauty enjoy’d does but burn to difdain. 

H, falfc A-min-tai, can that hour fo foon forgotten be, whenfirfi I 

yitldcd up my pow’r, to be betray’d by thee : Heav’n knows with how much Innocence', I did my 

I had not one Referve in ftore | 

But at thy Feet I lay’d 
Thofc Arms that conquer'd heretofore , 
Though now thy Trophies made ; 
Thy Eyes in filence told their Talc 
Of Love in fuch a way , 

That ’twas as eafie to prevail , 

As after to betray. 

Hen Thirjis did the fplendid Eye of Phi/lii, his fair Miftrefs fpy ; 

Was ever fuch a glorious Queen, faid he, unlefs in Heaven feen ? 

Fair PhitUs, with a blulhing Air , 

H caring thefc words, became more Fair : 
Away, faid he, you need not take 
Fretli Beauty, you more fair to make. 

Mr. PnrfelL 


Then with a winning fmilc and look 
His candid flatteries fhe took : 

O ftay, faid he, 'tis done I vow , 
TLirJts is Captivated now. 



til me crie?, as (he Wis fitting by him , if there be ftich a 

thing as Love, how happ’ft vvc cannot fpy him ? Becaufe to fee a god, quoth he, to Mcr — tals is for- 

bidden • but in thine Eyes ev’n now he lyes, and in thy Bo-fom hidden. 
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It is ray Will which chufeth you ; 

Though Tyrant, yet, if I’leobey, 
Obedience is truly due 

To whom 1 give my felf away. 

I V. 

The Worlds dimenfions are wide ; 

My mind not Heaven can confine : 

That outward worlhip is bely’d , 

Who inward bows toother bhrine. 


Thus fettered, 1 freely Love ; 

My choice doth make the conquelt Ihme : 
And ’twill thy power belt improve, 

That to thy Subjea thou incline. 


I may be born under a Throne , 

A Have, or free, without niy Voice : 
But Loving, and Religion , 

Solely depends on my own choice. 


Force may be called Viifory ; 

Yet only thofe are overcome , 

Who yield unto an Enemy , 

That is their certain fate and doom. 

Who wifely Rules, deferves Command ; 

Then keep thee Loyal next thy Heart ; 
Eleftive Monarchs cannot (land , 

Nor Loves without an equal dart. 

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Nfult not too much on thy fading fuccefs; for all that thou haft, 1 l>ef ore did pof- 

fefs; 1 know, my proud rival, how happy thou art know all thy Joys, and each thought of thy^ 

iHeart : To tempt thee, thofe pleafures were taken from me. to gain a new Beauty, he’ll take them from thee. 

Ml. ■^Ipb.Marp^jQviioi. 

1 kind ; his puniihroent’s juft, for not having regard to the gentle Complyer, but ungrateful and hard : 

1 And you’l find it for e-ver like O-ra-cle true. Love will fly the purfuer ^ the flyer purfue. 

John rU^ford^ 



1: 11 me Amintxiy Claris crie?, as (lie was fitting by him 

thing as Love, how happ’!!: we cannot fpy him ? Becaufe to fee a god, quoth he, to Mcr — tals is 

bidden ; but in thine Eyes ev’n now he lyes, and in thy Bo-fom hidden. 


It is my Will which chufeth you ; 

Though Tyrant, yet, if Tie obey , 
Obedience is truly due 

To whom 1 give my felf away. 

I V. 

The Worlds dimenfions are wide ; 

My mind not Heaven can confine : 

That outward worlhip is bely'd , 

Who inward bows to other bhnne. 


Thus fettered, 1 freely Love ; 

My choice doth make the conqueft (nine 
And 'twill thy power bell improve , 

That to thy Subjeft thou incline. 


I may be born under a Throne , 

A Have, or free, without m'y Voice ; 
But Loving, and Religion , 

Solely depends on my own choice. 


Force may be called Viilory • 

Yet only thofe are overcome , 

Who yield unto an Enemy , 

That is their certain fate and doom. 


Who wifely Rules, delerves Command ; 

Then keep thee Loyal next thy Heart : 
Eleftive Monarchs cannot (land , 

Nor Loves without an equal dart. 

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Nfuli not too much on thy fading fucccfsj^for^all that thoa haft, 1 before did pof- 

fefs; 1 know, my proud rival, how happy thou art ^ know all thy Joys, and each thought of thy^ 

Heart : To tempt thee, thofe pleafures were taken from me, to gain a new Beauty, he’ll take ^hem from^hee. 

Mr. Junior. 

A. i. Vac. Cantuf £5" Bajjus 

Od Cufid for certain, as foolilh as blind, to fettle his heart upon people un- 

kind i his punilhment’s juft, for not having regard to the gentle Complyer, but ungrateful and hard : 


And you’l find it for e-ver like O-ra-cle true. Love will fly the purfuer j the flyer purfue. 


John Plajfordt 

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Heart from the Knowledge of Love ; Ah, the ignorant Fate of a fearful young Lover , when a 

fign is return’d, not t’have Wit to difeover. To delay a kind Nymph from her hour of defign, 



to digg for a Treafure, and fink in the Mine. 

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I 1. 

Theefieaof a fmile in a vein of difeourfe, 

I knew not, alafs ! the Intrigue of her Art ; 

lliecncctui d lUUlC Ml a WI.. - . P r * r T T . 

’ Fwixt fear and good will, ought to make a Divorfe : I thought fhe defign d to make fport with my Heart : 
Such Items deferves to be well underftood , It panted with fear, and leapt fo with PY, 

Like a Vizrrdefs, that peeps under her Hood. Yet I thought to attempt al my hopes would deftroy ; 

Had I known but the minute her joys were upon her , But fince, I’m refolv d, e’re I prove fuch a fot , 

She had bid me good-night, and adieu to her honour. The Nympli I Ic enjoy, though I dye on the fpot. 

utter the truth of the Heart ; Yet it ftrengthens the force in a Gene^ms mind, and^^ak^im 





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: comes to appearance, to plead for his Love. 


111 . 

Vhen our Hearts are new kindled to jump at a Beauty, 
;.ut like a Vnneh On-fet, comes off vvith a Blalt . 

Ve ought to wait leifure, ’tis civil and Duty , 

et’s Love by degrees, and the longer twill la . 

LI L.' T nr\A Pn in V iTipn t toscthcf ^ Llfi Ic Is lortic tiiir ^ Y iTipn j WHO ic cncfi uH c 

Kind Love, like a tender and delicate Flower, 

Wants only Improvement to make it endure ; 

But fo oft 'tis tranfplanted, which makes it each hour 
So droop and decay, that 'tis almoft pah cure : 

LInlefs fome fairNymph,whofc enchantments can bring 

He day you wifh’d, arriv’d at lah ; you wifh as much that it were pah : 

One Minute more, and night will hide the Bridegroom, and the blufliing Bride. The 



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Virgin now to Bed does go ; take care, oh Yauth flie rife not fo ; She pants and trembles at her 

docm, and fighs and wiflies thou wouldft come, 
~~ ^ Mr. Robert >r' 

1 L 

The Bridegroom comes, he comes apace , 
With Love and Fury in his Face ; 

She flirinks away, he clofe parfues , 

And Prayers and Threats at once does ufc ■ 
She foftly fighing, begs delay , 

And with her hand puts his away : 

Now out aloud for help (he cryes , 

And now defpairing fhuts her hyes. 

Heart from the Knowledge of Love : Ah, the ignorant Fate of a fcariul young Lover , when 

fign is return’d, not t’have Wit to difcover. To delay a kind Nymph from her hour of defig 


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is to digg for a Treafure, and fink in the Mine, 


Tlie eftea of a fmile in a vein of difcourfe , I knew not, alafs ! the Intrigue of her Art ; 

’ I'vvixt fear and good will, ought to make a Divorfe : I thought Ihe defign’d to make fport with my Heari 
Such Items deferves to be well underftood , It panted with fear, and leapt fo with joy , 

Like a V izirdefs, that peeps under her Hood. Yet I thought to attempt al my hopes would deftr 

Hadl known but the minute her joys were upon her , But fince, I m refolv d,ere I prove fucha fot 

She had bid me good-night, and adieu to her honour. The Nymph I Ic enjoy, though i dye on the fpot. 

O what model! grief is a Lover confin’d , when the Tongue dares nc 

the truth of the Heart ; Yet it ftrengthens ihe force in a Generous mind, and makes him fl: 



comes to appearance , to plead for his Love. 




When our Hearts are new kindled to jump at a Beauty, 
But like a French On-fet, comes off with a Blalt : 

We ouaht to wait leifure, ’tis civil and Duty , 

1 et’s Love by degrees, and the longer twill lalt. 

He that jumbles his Love and Enjoyment togetlwr , 
Makes a Months of Summer, and i o of cold Weathe . 

Kind Love, like a tender and delicate Flower, 

Wants only Improvement to make it endure ; 

But fo oft 'tis tranfplanted, which makes it each hour 
So droop and decay, that ’tis almoft pah cure : 

Llnlefs fome fairNymphjWhofc enchantments can bring 
To make it refrerti, a perpetual fpring. 

One Minute more, and night will hide the Bridegroom, and the bluOiing Bride. The 

Virgin now to Bed does go ; take care, oh Youth ! flie rife not fo ; She pants and trembles at her 

B5i=I=tea | ii rSS =tg^=iig=il@Si;i 


doom, and fighs and widies thou wouldft come. 


’ Mr. Kolert Smith'^' 

1 1 - 

The Bridegroom comes, he comes apace , 
With Love and Fury in his Face ; 

She Oirinks away, he clofe purfues , 

And Prayers and Threats at once does ufe • 
She foftly fighing, begs delay , 

And with her hand puts his away : 

Now out aloud for help (he cryes , 

And now defpaiting (huts her Eyes. 

Sad Eyes like mine, and wounded Hearts, fhun the bright rayes which Beau-ty darts. Unwelcome is 


1 1 . 

Go Ihine on happy things, to me 
That Blc/fingisa Mifciic ; 

that Sun, which pries into thofe (hades where Sor-row lies. Whom thy fierce Sun not warros,but burns i 

Like that the footy Indian turns ; 

^ ferve your night, and there confin’d , 
Wi(h thee,lefs fair, or clfc, more kind. 

%. Mr. Jo. Jackfon. 

Hy, O Cupid! fo long haft thou fhun’d me ? tnydifdains, alafs, have undone roc : 

Since you’ve left me tochoofeat my Plcafure, I have robb’d my poor heart of it Treafure. And 

Since you’ve v;ounded my heart thus in vain ; 
Let my Sighs recal you again : 

I lament my unfortunate hour j 
1 blame, and at once blefs thy pow’r. 

If by lighs and tears, I may but once rcftore 
Him into my Arms, or let me love no more. 

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Ihall fuffer Tclips, nor jealoufie dare to confine the 

bauty no more 

be ^frolick L'we”"; nor fliall Husband ^ Fathir rep^ : OurLad^” fliall be as froIHck a^s 

we 5 nor fiiall Husband or Father repine^ 


Mr. Robert Smith. 


We'll baniHi the (Iratagems us’d by the State, 

To keep the poor Lover in awe , 

Henceforth they themfclves Ihall rule their own fate, 
And defire (hall be to them Law : 

Thus they being free from Padlock and Key , 

May with their Reformers withdraw. 


Where in private we’ll teach them the Mylleries of love 
And pradice that Lefture over ; 

’Till we the fond fcruple of honour remove , 

And the end of our palfion difeover. 

No Maid Ihall complain, or W ife figh in vain , 

For each may be eas’d by her Lover. 


Away with all things that found like to Laws j 
In this our New Reformation ; 

Let the Formalift prate the Good old Caufe , 

’ 1 is a general Tolleration ; 

From this time we’re free from Vile Hetefie , 
And a vizard Excommunication. 


Sad Eyes like mine, and wounded Hearts, fliun the bright rayes which Beau-t 

That Blcffing is a Mifciic j 
that SuR, which pries into thofe (hades where Sor-row lies. Whom thy herce Sun not warms, but 11 

^ Like that the footy Indian turns : 

your night, and there confini 

Wifli thee,lefs fair, or clfe, more kina j 

Hy, O Cupid! fo long haft thou fhun’d me ? mydifdains, alafs, have undone 

Since you’ve left me tochoofeat my Pleafure, I have robb’d my poor heart of it Treafure. m 


now I Pfne, and Mourn, and ail in vain ; for the only man I love, alafs ! is gone. 

Since you’ve v;ounded my heart thus in vain ; 
Let my Sighs recal you again : 

I lament roy unfortunate hour ; 

1 blame, and at once blefs thy pow’r. 

If by lighs and tears, I may but once rcftore 
Him into my Arms, or Jet me love no more. 

HUlis, oh! turn that Face away, whofe fplendor but benights my 1 

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tauty no more 

fliall fuffer Lclips, nor jeiloufie dare to confine the 


" V of thofefycsor ufe of thofe Lips which nothing but kindnels defign. Our Ladies (hall 

pow f or tnoici.y<. , _ 1 


be asfrolickas we ; nor fiiall Husband or Father repine; Our Ladies fliall be as frollick as 


we . nor fliall Husband or Father repine. 

’ m 

illli|i3^=isyi=’Epl======':^=— ===== 

Mr. Robert Smith, 

11 . 

We’ll banifli the flratageras us’d by the State, 

To keep the poor Lover in awe ; 

Henceforth they themfelves lhall rule their own fate, 
And defire fliall be to them Law ; 

Thus they being free from Padlock and Key , 

May with their Reformers withdraw. 

111 . 

Where in private we’ll teach them the Mylleries of love 
And praftice that Lefture over ; 

’Till we the fond fcruple of honour remove , 

And the end of our paffion difcover. 

No Maid fliall complain, or W ifc figh in vain , 

For each may be eas’d by her Lover. 


Away with all things that found like to Laws,' 
In this our New Reformation ; 

Let the Formalill prate the Good old Caufe , 

’ ris a general Tolleration ; 

From this time we’re free from Vile Hetefie , 
And a vizard Excommunication. 


laft Hie confcnteti : But loth that day fhould her blulhes dif-co-ver ; Come gentle night, ftie faid. 

Come quickly to my aid ; And a poor fliatne-fac’d Maid hide from her Lover. 

Now cold as Ice I am, now hot as Fire ; 

I dare not tell my felf my own defire ; 

But let day fly away, and bid night haft her ; 
Grant ye kind pow’rs above 
Slow hours to parting Love; 

But when to blifs we move, let them fly fafter. 

How fweet is it to Love, when I difcover 
Thofe flames that burn my SouI,warming my Lover 
'Tls pity Love fo true, Ihould be miftaken ; 

If that this night he be 
Falfe, or unkind to me : 

Let me dye, e’re I fee, That I’m forfaken. 



Mintoi led me to a Grove, where all the Trees did fliadc us ; the Sun it 

.How,. b.,v.tan.hcw.™ds,l... gently rife, Jo kilsjhc yMngBows. 


^ -?• ^-. Mr S'. 

Mr. Robert Sntith^ 

I !• 

Down there we fat upon the Mofs , 
And did begin to play 
A thoufand wanton Tricks, to pals 
The heat of all the day •• 
A-many Kifles he did give , 

And I return’d the fame ^ 

Which made me willing to receive 
That which 1 dare not name. 


His charming tyes no aid reejuir’d 
To tell hisamoious Tale, 

On her that was already fir’d , 

Twjs eafic to prevail : 

He did but Kifs, and clafp me round , 
Whilft thofe his thoughts expreft 
And laid me foftly on the ground : 
Oh, who can guefs the reft ! 

mie in his Garb and his Tongue ; His Looks have fuch Charms, and his Language fuch force j that the 

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golden world was laid fleeping, like a harralefs Maid j ’till alafs, fhc was betray’d : In fuch Ihades V- 

ranitt lay , ’till Love difcover’d out a way. And now Ihe cryes, foine pow’r above, fave me 


from this Tyrant Love. 

Mr, John Banijier, 


Now and then, a ftraggling frown , 
(Through the lhade flips up and down) 
Shooting fuch a piercing dart , 

As would make the Tyrant fmart , 
And prcferve her Lips and Heatt ; 

But, alafs, her Empires gone , 

Throne, and Temples, all undone. 

And now Are cryes, &c. 


Charm aloft, thofe ftormy winds. 
That may keep thefc Golden Mines ; 
And let Spaniards Love be tore 
On fome cruel Rocky fliore , 

Where he’ll put forth to Sea no more : 
Leafl poor conquered Beauty cry , 
Oh, I’m wounded ! Oh, 1 dye ! 

And then, there is no pow’r above 
Can fave me from this Tyrant Love. 

Her poor Heart had no defence , 

But Its Maiden innocence ^ 
Ineachfweet rctyring eye. 

You might eafily decry 

Troops of yielding beauties fly » 
Leaving rare ungarded treafure 
To the Conquerors will and pleafure. 
And now Ihe cryes, &c. 


where to the pitying Streams he did complain, on that falfe charming Maid : Butfliewas 

ftill regardlefs of his Pain. O ! faithlefs would he .cty, and when he faid the 

Eccho did re-ply, Be kind, or elfe I dye, I dyc; Be kind, or elfe I dye, I dye. 

CAa. _ ^ 


Be kind, or elfe I dye, I dye; Be kind, or elfe i dye, I dye. 

Mr. John Bafiifler, 

I I. 

A fliow’r of Tears his byes let fall , 

Which in the River made imprefs ; 

Then Sigh’d, and SjIvia falfe would call , 

O cruel, faithlefs Shepherdefs ! 

Is Love, with you, become a Criminal ? 

Ah ! lay aftde this needlefs fcorn , 

Allow your poor Admirer fome return : 
Confider how 1 burn, 1 burn ; Confidcr, (^c. 

111 . 

Thofe Smiles and Killes which you give , 

Remember, Sylvia, arc my due j 
And all the Joys ray Rival does receive , 

He raviflies from me, not you : 

Ah ! Sylvia, can 1 live, and this believe , 

Infenfibleare taught to fee 

My I anguilhments, and Teems to pity me ; 

Which 1 demand of thee, of thee; W hich I demand, 


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The time that is part, when flie held me fo faft. And declar’d that her 


Honour no longer could lafl: : When no light, but her languifhing Eyes did appear, to pre- 


vent all excufes of Blulhes and Fear. 


When flic figh’d and unlac’d , 

With fuch trembling and haft 
'As if ftie had long’d to be clofcr imbrac’d 
My Lips the fweet pleafure of Kiffes enjoy’d 
While my mind was in fearch of hid treafure iraploy’d 


My heart fet on fire 
W iih the flames of defire , 

I boldly purfu’d what flie feera’d to enquire : 

But flie cry’djFor pi-ty-fake, change your ill mind • 
Pray jiminto), be civil, or I’le be unkind. 


Dear Amintoi, (he cryes , 

Then cafts down her eyes ; 

And in Kiffes (he gives, what in words (he denys : 
Too fureof my Conqueft, 1 purpofeto ftay , 
’Till her freer confent had more fweetned the pray. 


But too late 1 begun , 

)-or her paflion was done ; 

Now AmintM, Ihe crys, I will never be won : 
Your tears and your courtihip no pity can move , 
For you’ve flighted the critical minute of Love. 

Never hope to confine a young Gallant to Dine, like a Scholar of OxfcrJ.on^^ 

fubjeft to one: 

imt \ru\\ 


Ap-pe-tite dull. 

Mr. Pelham Humphrey, 


y your wantoning Art, of a Sigh and a Start , 

'ou endeavour in vain, to inveagle my Heart ; 
or the pretty difguife of your languilhing hyes , 
Vill never prevail with my Smews to rife ; 

And 'twas never the Mode, in an Amorous 1 reat , 
When a Lover has Din’d, to perfwadehim to hat. 

f II. 

Then, Betty, the J eft is alnrioft at the beft , 

’Tis only vaiiety makes up the Feaft : 

For when we’ve enjoy’d, and with pleafurcs are cloy d , 
The Vows that we made, to Love ever, are void. 

And you know pretty Nymph, it was ever unfit 
That a Meal Ihould be made of a Relilhing bit. 

A. 1. Vec. Canttii (S' Btjfus. 

Hat^Madnefs it is, to give over our Drinking-, when Ap^eUos quite Dru^ik, you 


know by his Winking: His Face is on flame, and his Nofe is fo red, it predjd^heis fleepy and 

A. i. Vcc. Cantus CS" Bajfus. 


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The time that is pafi, when flie held me fo fafl: , And declar’d that 


Honour no longer could lafi: : When no light, but her languilhing Eyes did appear, to pn 


vent all cxcufes of BluHies and Fear. 

1 1. 

When flie figh’d and unlac’d , 

With foch trembling and haft 
'As i f ftie had long’d to be clofer imbrac’d 
My Lips the fweet pleafure of Kiftes enjoy ^ 

While my mind was in fearch of hid trcafure iraploy d 


My heart fet on fire 
With the flames of defire , 

I boldly purfu’d what flie feem’d to enquire : 
But ftie cry’d, For pi-ty-fake, change your ill m 
Pray Amintai, be civil, or I’le be unkind. 


Dear Amintoi, (lie cryes , 

Then cafts down her eyes ; 

And in Kiftes ftie gives, what in words ftie denys : 
Too fare of tny Corcjucft, I purpofc to ftay , 
’Till her freer confent had more fweetncd the pray. 


But too late 1 begun , 

For her paflion was done ; 

Now Amintoi, ftie crys, I will never be won : 
Your tears and your courtlliip no pity can move 
For you’ve flighted the critical minute ot Love. 

hope to confine a young Gallant to Dine, like a Scholar of Oxford, 

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Mr. Pelham Humphrey, 


By your wantoning Art, of a Sigh and a . tart , 

You endeavour in vain, to inveagk my Heart ; 

For the pretty difguife of your languiditng Lyes , 
Will never prevail with my Sinews to rile ; 

And 'twas never the Mode, in an Amorous Treat 
When a Lover has Din’d, to perfwadehira to hat. 

r II. 

Then, Betty, the J eft is altnoft at the be ft , 

'Tis only vat icty makes up the Feaft : 

For when we’ve enjoy’d, and with pleafures are cloy d , 
The Vows that we made, to Love ever, arc void. 

And you know pretty Nymph, it was ever unfit 
That a Meal lliould be made of a Relilhing bit. 

A. Vec. Cantui £ 5 * Btffus. 

Hat Madnefs it is, to give over our Drinking; when Appollo’s quite Drunk, you 


may know by his Winking: His Face is on 

mil imi 

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bow : O ! hear me now, Vorhda, hear ; and what I’ve done a mifs pardon, and fcal that pardon with a 


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KiTs. Stay! me-thinks the melting Saint, kindly Eccho’s my complaint : Look! I fancy, I defery pity 

dropping from her Eye; Hark! fhefays. Philander, live, all thy Errors I forgive : And now, ah 


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me! to repent 1 begin, that againft fomuchgoodnefs 1 e-verfhouldfin , But never again, oh! 

will 1 offend my Dcrinda, lor fooner I’le dj^ 

never will 1 onena my 

Mr. 'The. purrfier. 

1 I.angMilli for one that ne’re thinks of me j And all my vain hopes now 




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I as my fufFerings are. 

Then ceafe by your pow’r, to add 

to my pain, left Death by a greater 

My vSighs and my Tears fo privately I 
Do give to a Paftlon, I neTc will impart ; 

That though I am vanquifh’d, and conquer’d dye , 
No one can e’re fay, that 1 firft loft my Heart : 
Since the torments I feel, 1 will not difeover , 

Jt ne’re (hall be faid. There dyes a poor Lover. 


How ftrangely fevere is fate, fince I find 
1 hat with all my refiftance, I cannot get free 
From a flavery , by which I fee I’m defign’d , 
My deareft PhiUnder^ thy Martyr to be : 

O fate ! fo unkind, to make me efteem 
My death to be welcome, caufe given by thee. 


Orgive me JoVt ! or if there be a kinder god above, forgive a Re-h 


bow ; O ! hear me now, Xorinda^ hear j and what I’ve done a mifs pardon, and fcal that pardon wiiH 

dropping from her Eye ; Hark! fhc fays. Philander, live, all thy Errors I forgive 

fhould fin ; But never again, oh 

me! to repent I begin, that againft fomuchgoodnefs I e-ver 



never will I offend my Dorinda, for fooner I’le dj^ 


Mr. 'fho. Fjrm 

as my fufFerings are. Then ceafe by your pow’r, to add to my pain, left Death by a greater. 

My Sighs and my Tears fo privately 1 
Do give to a Paftion, I ne’rc will impart ; 

That though I am vanquifh’d, and conquer’d dye , 

No one can e’re fay, that I firft loft my Heart ; 

Since the torments 1 feel, I will not difeover , '' 

It ne’re (hall be faid. There dyes a poor Lover. 


How ftrangely fevere is fate, fince I find 
That with all my refiftance, 1 cannot get free 
From a flavery , by which I fee I’m design’d , 
My deareft PhiUtuier, thy Martyr to be : 

O fate ! fo unkind, to make me efteem 
My death to be welcome, caufe given by thee. 


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would my thoughts have blam’d, they ftill ir.creafe the fmart : What pow’r above creates fuch Love to 

hneuifh with defirc ? May feme difdain encreafe my pain, or may the flame expire. 


And yet I dye to think how foon 
My wifhes may return , 

If flighted, and my hope once gone, 

I muft in filence mourn : 

Then Tyrannefs , 

Do butexprefs , 

The Myftcryot your pow’r ; 
’risas foonfaui , 

You’l Love and Wed , 

As ftudying for’t an hour. 


I yield to fate, though your fair Eyes 

Have made the pow'r your own . 
’Twas they did firfl, my heart furprize , 
Dear Kymph ! ’twas they alone : 
For Honours fake , 

Your heart awake ; 

Andlet your pity move : 

Leaft in defpair , 

Of one fo fair , 

I bid adieu to Love. 


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Gillant at Court, to 

the Clown • Som: Rebel 'gainfl reafon, at firft did beftovv, t' excufe hi* own 

Ma('ners,hU Folly, and Pafficn ; forg'd Power on TW, on Cnpid a Bow , when all’s but Pri- 


a-pM dreft up in the Fafl^on. 


Ow oft have I bid defiance in vain to the little Boy Cnfid, to Beauty and 


Love? How oft have 1 Laught, when I heard men complain, that their Miftrefs unkind, and unconfiant did 

prove? Yet do what we tan, or fciy what we lift, Love is a paflion, which none can refift. 



Hen firft my free heart was furpriz’d by defire , fo foft was the wound, and fo 


gentle the fire ; my fighs was fo fweet, and fo pleafant the fraart, I pity’d the Slave, who had ne’rc loft his 



Heart. He thinks himfelf happy and free; but alafs ! he is far fiora that heaven which Lovers pofteftr 

Mr. Alpb.MarJ!}^ Junior. 


In Nature was nothing I found to compare 
With the Beavity of Phillu, I thought her fo fair : 

A Wit fo divine all her fayings did fill ; 

A Goddefs Ihe feem’d, and 1 thought on her ftill : 
With a zeal more inflam’d, and a palTion more true 
Than a Martyr in flames for Religion, can ftiew. 


More Virtues and Graces I find in her Mind , 

Then the Schools can invent, or godse’rc defign : 
vShe feem’d to be mine, by each glance of her tye , 

If Mortals may aim at a blefling fo high. 

Each day, with new favours, "new hopes (he did give; 
But, alafs ! what we will), we too foon do believe. 


With awful refpeft while I lov'd and admir’d , 

But fear’d to attempt what I fo much defir’d ; 

In a moment the life of myhopes was deftroy’d , 
For a Shepherd, more daring, fell on, and enjoy’d. 
But in fpite of my fate, and the pains I endure, 
1 will try her again in a fecond Amour. 

EreC.c//4 but as Chart as Fair, how could I kifs the Snare ; and never be weary of 

1 ? 

VVouia youbcireve that there can reft 
Deceit within that Breaft j 
Or that thofe hyes , 

Which look like Friends, are only fpjes ; 
But Ihe's a Whore ; yet fure I lye ; 

May there not be, degrees of Chaftity ; 

III. _ 

No, no, what means that wanton Smile , 
But only to beguile; 

^ Thus did the firft 
Of Women, make all Men accurft : 

I, tor their fakes, give Women ore 5 
The firft was falfe, the faireft was a Whore, 

Beauty has got the Renown ; Her carriage, where ever flie comes do furprize , ftie wounds with her 

wit and (he kills with her Eyes ; So Jaunty, fo pretty, fo full of Delight, flic laughs all the 


1^2 J 

jt i. Voc. Cantm Baffin. 

cover’d my Love • but now I mufl fpeak, though I fear ’tis in vain , ’tis to late in mv death, to de- 


femble any pain : In telling ray Love, though I fearM deny. I (ball cafe my fad heart, and more 


quietly dye. 

Mr. T ho. Farmer. 


My Thoughts arc fo tender, my TongHC cannot tell 
What blifs would be yours, could you Love half fo well ; 
Let the thing with a title our property prove . 

Let him hive the (how, and let me have the Love. 

I've lov'd you fo long, that if now you delay , 

You’l owe me fo much as you never can pay. 


■ 4 . z. Voc, Cantu* £f Rafftu. 

H, Phillis! would the gods decree, that you might Love, and none but me. 

I’de quit what e’rc I lov’d before , and ne’re importune Heaven more ; Hewen ^-bovc, my 


hopes would be , to be belov’d egain by 

Mr. TvDijl. 

I I 

Ah ! fliould my 1‘hillis cruel prove , 

And with difdain receive my Love j 
Though all my hopes were then in vain , 

I’de look on you, and hope again ; 

And Martyr- like, charm’d with your caufe , 
Glory to fufFer by your laws. 

Armies do attaque the place, which can’t refinance make : .So (lie by pow’r has made her way un- 


The force of Love, who can withftand j 
]t is in vain to countermand , 

What envious, Ck'/U, has decreed . 

Then my poor heart mud ever bleed , 
’fill you, fair Nymph, by pity mov’d, 
My PalTion having once approv’d , 

Can Love, as now you are bclov’d. 

It Would be gallantry in Love, 

If Calid would the aft approve , 
W’here flie fo long has caus’d a fmart , 
There to beftow, at length, her heart. 
In doing this, fair Saint, you may, 
From your bleft name, derive a day , 
When Lovers unto you lhall pray. 

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Lovers you’ve flain : If ftill you continue your Slaves to deride , the Compaffion you feign, 

will be taken for Pride : And forrow for fin, can never be true, in one that does daily com- 

mit it a new. 


If, while you atcFair,yourerolvetobecoy; 

You may hourly repent, as you hourly deftroy ; 

Yet none will believe you, proteft what you will , 
That you grieve for the dead, if you daily do kill. 
And where are our hopes, when wezealoufly wooe, 
If you vow to abhor what you conftantly doe. 


Then, Cloru, be kinder, and tell me my fate,’ 

For the worft I can fuffer’s to dy by your hate : 

If this you defign, never fancy in vain 
By your Sighs and your tears, to recal me again •• 
Nor weep at tny Grave, for, I fwear,if you do, 
As you now laugh at me, I will then laugh at you. 




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1 = 1 = 11 = 3=111 


W how I abhor the tutnult andfmoakof the Town-, the clamours of 

War the glittering Court, the traudulentgown : The Suburb Debauches, the Cheats of the 

City, the ratling of Coaches, and the noife of the men th y call Witty. But give me the man from all 


Vanity free ; with good ftore of Land, and a Country command, who Honeft dares be, Who 

ia iisriai i iM liaijijliiliiliiiiiii 

Juffice dares do , and the Nation would ferve, and nc’re from his true Country Principles fwerve ; 
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This, this is the Man for me. WhilQ the fluttering vain Gallant in London confumes his Lilate in rich 

Cloathsand Perfumes, and makes his Face (hine with Burgandinc Wine, and on ITanck or on 


Baud fpends his Youth and his Wealth, while fuch fliall his Wit and his Bounty applaud. Give me the good 

^^EfEfeiElilElElEiE^ipEiaii E iMpiEgE iE jjiEij g 

Man that lives on his ownGrounds,and within his own bound?,h’as room for his Hawks and his Hounds; can 


fcafthisown Tenants with Fowls and with Fillies, and from his own Plenty with good ftore of 

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ggEiEili{iEpEiigiP i =l|!| =fe|i^liiiyiilEfei'l^ 

Dilhes i and not with damn’d Wine, but with good EngHJh Ale, o’re their faithful hearts can prevail; and 

nothing to others do owe, but from his own Houfc hears his own Oxen Low, |id his own Sheep 

ga=li= pEEf E ^E=g=i =iEli=i=si^illsi;y 

Bl«., whim the gr«rful founds f««. Eccho’s repeu. : This, .his is .h= Man .ha. is .mly calW Grm. 

Mr. Rohert Smith. 


Heart in Loves empire, though Jocund and Blythe, from Cares and from 

tis faid that with Pleafure we 



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happy , nor none are more bleft than whom Love does infpire with a gentle foft Fire j when 

either do ligh, and neither can refl, how pleafant their Panting how fweet their defire. 

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To fubmtt to Loves Ltiw, j4h ! hovpfrveetit tpohU be If in love rre could but f-de-li-ty 

fee: But O Rigour extream ! O Fate too unkind! A Shepherdefs faithful, no Alan can find ■, and 

this faithlefs Sex fo unconfiant doth frove, they ought not to Live, or ought n.t to Love. 

CHORUS together. 

J^Et’s permit the foft fire to enflime our Defire , Ah ! how pleafant, how pleafant is l.ove, when two 


J^Et’s permit the foft fire toenflameour Delirc j Ah ! how pleafant, how pleafant is Love, w^ten two 


hearts faithful do prove : Ah ! how pleafant, how pleafant is Love, when two hearts faithful do prove. 


hearts faithful do prove : Ah ! how pleafant, how pleafant is Love, when two hearts faithful do prove. 

Mr. Robert Smith. 



you a-dore, with fuch re-fpea to fay, that this refpeft is juft no more than I to 














others ray. 

Mr. Mattherp Ltck?, 


Your Beauty thus, more triumph gains, 
I nothing from it take j 
But only of your glorious Chains , 

My felf more worthy make : 

Then is this fear of yours but vain, 

You cannot be betray’d • 

Whatever Trophies lean gain. 

Muff at your feet be laid. 


Let other Beauties apprehend 
To lofe their Lovers Heart • 

But you have charms, that may pretend 
To fcorn Loves utmofl art : 

To others therefore, you, the fliow 
Of Love may well endure . 

Since only yours my heart, you know, 
In your own Eyes fecure. 

A general defire to pleafe , 

Dwells in all Humane kind ; 

Such, I am furc, would you confefs , 
In your own Heart you find ; 

And it the light of others Lyes , 

To follow, 1 appear , 

Tis that to yours a Sacrifice 
More worthy I may bear. 


whac too foon would dye , help to deflroy j as if the cares of Humane life were free, we fiiek out 

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new, And follow Fate, which will too faft purfue. In vain does Natures bounteous hand fupply 

what pevifh Mortals to themfelves dfeny. See how, on ev’ry bough the Birds ex-prefs in their wild 


Notes, their happinefs: Not anxious, how to get or fpare,ih.7 on their Mother Nature lay their care. 

Why then (houldMan,thc Lord of all below, fuch troubles chufe to know,as none of all his fubjefts underg^? 

illilMilpiiiili HUi (HU niw. tiui tntL mu iihU lihJ 


H b^ri ! the liters f.tll, fUl. f^Il ; ^nd wuh h mttrwnrir,^ fiund, dajh, d.fh, Ag.infl the 

H Jrk^! h-irk.! the Waters fitll, fttlU /*<//; ^»d with a murmtirirtg found, dajh, dajh againft the 

H Ark! hark! the Waters fall, fall, falh, and with a murmuring found, da[h,daP}, againjl the 


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eround to een'~-tle Slumbers call. 

gnund, to gen- tie Slumbers call. 


grounl, to gen— tie Slumbers call. 

Mr. Pelham Humphry, 

for iTiv Carmelia ? Oh ! (lie’s gone, and left me here to Mourn alone ; flie dead ? dien Tie go 

fee, if in her Grave there’s room for mee. 

II. O cruel Fate ! that fo defign’d 

To take her, but leave me be behind : 

And you, O Death ! whofe quick Alarms 
Hath fnatch’d her rudely from my Arms , 
Conld you not find a way for mee 
To my Carmelia' s Breaft to flee. 

Mr. Robert Smith. 

III. Dye, then Anfelmo ! why llioold’ft ftay , 
Since 'tis Carmelia fliow’d the way ? 

O Dye, more fader, do not live 
That dcareft Nymph for to furvive ! 

O now, dear foul, 1 come, I flye , 

Always to live with voiu I dye. 


Bed, a winding Sheet, lhall end rny Cares, my Griefs, and Tears , And lay me iilent at my 


Conqu’rours feet: When a dear Friend (hall fay , He’s gone, alafs! he’s left us all alone: 

I faw him gafping, and I fawhimftrive in vain, amidfl his pain , His Eye-ftrings breaking, and his 

falling Jaw: Then fhall no Tears bedew my Hearfe, no fad uncomfortable Verfe my unlamented 


Jp-ith nnH Hiade ; He. who alive, did never crieve, how can he be lefs merry in the Grave. 

Then F,i.n<ls,fot a while, ba Marry wi.hoiu ma , And asfaft as yoi. Dya.coma flocking about me 



letusbcwife, and with frjedomadvife. fo CO makeup a triple alliance; For why fliould we lofe, what 


raoft Creatures ufe, the freedom of Natures great Charter ; Let us ufe l ove as Chance, not as god of Ro- 

mance, and dye like the Fool, or the Martyr. 


We’ll u(e Love no more , 

Than our humour or Itore 
Will prove able to pay, or allow ; 
He’ll then fcorii all dodging , 

And fear no Goal made by a vowi 
Nor lhall we be hurl’d , 

Like the reft of the World , 
Into Madnefs, by being fo jealous. 


1 1 r. 

Let us laugh at all rumour.. 

And iie’re fpoil good humour , feeming too zealous. 
Love mean does appear , 

When by vow or by fear 
It feems fetter'd bv luftice or Duty : 
’Tis more glory for you 
To keep Love ilill true , 

By force of your Wit, and your Beauty, 

pity that PalTion, which vvonls cannot fpcak ! could 

i 1 tell what 1 feel, my poor heart would not breal 

I 1 . 

I plead not defert> for the Beauty I ferve ; 

But ’tis nobler to give what none c in dclerve : 

In the croud of iny Rivals, who figh and adore , 
None merit you left, or can value you more. 


All joys are fo order’d by Natures great doom , 

That what e’re we poflefs from another mufl come : 
Then, PhWu, what plcafiire with me may you prove , 
U'hat s wanting in worth, is fuppiy’d by my Love. 

II I. 

Mr. JJiiiic t>lack}Vi 


To purchafe a Smile. < r a glance from your Eyes , 
Both my Foriune and Liic were too little a prize 
Bur if 10 deferr you can oii'y be kind , 

lake Heaven, you mull to your felf be confin'd. 


Our life is uneafie, and fullen our fiate , 
t v’rv Minute is angiy, and full of debate; 

But kind was the power, who, our quiet to keep , 
Sent Love to relieve us, and lay us ade p. 

In Oceans of Care, though againfl Tide we Sail , 
Yet our Love from behind us fnpplies a fiefh gale ; 
The pallage is pleafant, bur, ah ! ’tis too ftiort ; 
Let us live while we may, we muft part at the port. 

H ! what lliall we do, when our Eyes are furrounded with Beauties, like you ! our 


Hearts muil be wounded ; U we flyc from the War, your darts do o’re-take us ; and if we flay thcre,you 


Captives you make us. Engaging or flying, we are fure to be flain ; then who is fo mad fuch a 

Fight to maintain ? 


And yet, Oh how (weet are the wounds of your glances ! 

T icn Nobly we’ll meet, though we fall by your Lances : 
When your Smiles do evince, that our death will be pleafant , 
Better Dye like a Prince, than Live like a Peafanr. 

]f engaging or Hying, we are certain to Dye , 

Tis Courage to Fight, and Folly to Fly. 

Him HIM mil iiMi liiiw TTTm > TTnt * Tint nm 

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For it Bafs Alone. 

T O M of Bedlam. 





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vi™,,.o h. can Cuts I, i. deftentper’d Brain ^Fcar, and Caeca oppetf, nrySonl , 

ulrk. hove the angry Fnrica ho»t , ?/«,.laugha, and Pr<.r,,»r tt glad, to fee poor angry r.» of 

BedLtm Mad Through the World 1 wander night and day, to find n^ftragling Sen^jin an angry iriood I 
^ raet Cld Time with his Pentateuch of Tenfes ; when me he fpies, away he flies, for 1 im^wiH flay for^ 

J=|! ?||= 

. invainwithcryes.I rend the Skies, for Pity is not common. Cold and comfottlefs 1 lye, 

no man 

Help, help, oh help, or e'fel dye! Hark, I hear Team, the Carman gins to whiftlej Chad Di- 

&ri |e||| 

^ 4..«t, bends her Bow, and the Boar begins to briftle. Come with iools and with Tackles, to 


knock of my ttoublefome lhackles ; Bid make ready his Wain, to bring me my Senfes a-gain. 

I !. 

Lafl Night I heard the Dog-flar bark , 

M..irs met Venus in the Dark ; 

Lymping Vulcitn heat an Iron Bar , 

And furioully made at the great God of War, 

A1.irs with his Weapon laid about , 

Lymping C«/crr» had got the Gout ; 

His broad Horns did hang fo in his light , 

That he could not fee to aim his blows aright , 

Mercury the nimble Pofl of Heaven 
Stood dill to fee the Quarrel ; 

Gorrel-bdly’d Bacchus, Gyant-like , 

Beftrid a Strong-beer Barrel : 

To me he Drank, I did him thank , 

But 1 could drink no Sider ; 

He drank whole Butts, ’till he burft his Guts , 
But mine was ne’rethe wider. 

Poor Tom is very Dry ; 

A little Drink, for Charity : 

Hark ! 1 hear A^eoni Hounds , 

The Hunts-man Hoops and Hollows j * 

Ringwood; Rockwood, Jowlcr, Bowman , 

All the Chace doth follow. 

The Man in the Moon drinks Glarret , 

Eats Powdet’d-Beef , lurnep, and Garret • 
But a Cup of Malligo Sack 
Will fire the Bulh at his Back. 

V 2 

•<#. i. Von Camui & B»jfm 


Oa,e away, >o’.h.r Ghf,, ha’a a ..mperatcAfi, .ha. ..fafes hi’b.imJo'f 

^ Rh™^ , wh^e oar Bo^.l.a go round, a new way w. ha« bo.h „„ Head,, and o^ VeinsTl^ " 

plena : We’il be witty and brave, when our Noddle, are full, whilll the Sober young Fop i, bm ' 

isiriislEl|lslsyElEi5:ijl=jj=Sil==i=£|jEp || 'p^l= t} g 

prudently dull. 



Thus with Wenches and Wine 
Our Heart? we’ll refine 
From the Drofs of the Melancholly City . 
Wecarenot a Loiife 
For the dull CoflPee-houfe, 

’Tis the Tavern that makes a Man Witty ; 
T hen in fpighc of misfortunes , 

Thus happy we are, 

In a Jolly brave Soul, 

That’s a Hanger to care. 

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Mifi to rcfign : To the Rofe then repair, to Canary, tocheerourSouls, and our Spirits refine. 

Mr. Robert Smith. 


A DlAl OGUE between N/^TZ^HE and SORKOff'* 


A', lime. , • 


Sorrow, Sorrow ! fay where ciofl: thou dwell ? In the lowcfi Rom of 



f //. a!c tL Born of HumaL Race ? No, no. I have a FnZ Facc. An thou in GiJ^Town.or 




Court? /M evry pUce refort. O Why into the World was Sorrow fent ? Men apEledf eft repent. 

What doff thou feed on ? Bro--ken fleep. What tak’ft thou pleafure in ? To weep, to 

^ Sorrow. Nature. 


figh, to fob , to pine , to groan, to wring my hands, to fit alone. Oh when ! Oh when lhall 

Sorrow quiet have? Xe-ver, never, ne ver , ne-ver , 'till fse find a Grave. 

Mr. Robert Smith. 


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CEL/iDON on DELlA’s Singing: A Paftoral. 


*De-UA ! for I know 'tis llie , I know ’tis flie ; for nothing lefs could ' 

move my tunelefs Heart, than fomething from above : I hate all earthly Harmony; Hark! hark! ye Nymphs and 

Notes we can no 

longer bear : O then in pity to the World, give o’re, and leave ns (hipid , as 


r„bclorc. l IWi.,, ,.ke .he f.,nl choic. co.til thy BehWy. or f„p,.rcfr,hy V«ce . H.s I'adion. . 


l 7 \ 

.!,«poo,C./« J.o k.raydwl.enfirnhe fa„-. rvhen M he h«rd> ^ heari^^ ^ .he lo.elyM^ 

c H 0 R Z> s. - 

^ Cantus, __ , 

«s iiigiaaegaiiiEjg ait3iaii!iiiiji 

jpAir Delia, the fatal cI|oice,^ to vaiUhy Beauty, or fupprefs thy Voice ; Hi; PalTions thus poor 
Ce /^-<i6« betray’d, when firft he faw, when firft he heard, he heard the lovely Maid. 

A. 3 . Vac. 


P Air Delia take the fatal choice, to veil thy Beauty, or fupprefs thy Voice ; His Paffipnslhus fOOr Ce-, 

» * 

betray’d, when firft he faw, when firft he heard, when firft he heard, he heard the lovely Maid. 

A. 3. Voc. Bajfus. 

P Air "Delta, take the choice, to veil thy Beauty, or fupprefs thy Voice • His Paflions thus poor C e- 

gilliE|E| ||gEpi;|giii=§ | dl g ^ |=i=i=|El 

laden betray’d, when firft he faw, when firft he heard, when firft he heard, he heard the lovely Maid, 

Mr. It'illiaM Gregorie, 





Thirfis, frethee do , whether thou and I /hall go ? Oh ! Where ist ? 

To the E-li-z.ium. A Chaft 


Ikpow no wajbut oneyOar home • Is cur Cell E-li ziiim ? 

Skv, there the Milky-yfay doth lye . Tis a furc, but rugged way that leads to E-ver-hfting day ; 


TW. IL L t.L.e" U'I>« *"■« J, 

Do not figh, fair Nymph, for' 

Fire has no VVinos, yet doth afpire,’till it hit againft the Pole ; Heav ns the Center of the 


is no Woolf, nor Fox, nor Bear; No need of Dog to fetch our ft ray , our Light-foot we may 



fweet ! Oh fwett ! how J mj future StAte,hj film thinkings Antedate I I prethetlet ujfpendourtimeto 

Then I’le go on. There Sheep are full of fwce-tcft 

Graf?, and fofteft Wool j There Birds fing Confort, Garlands grow, cool Winds do whiffer 


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I’m Sick, fm SickjAnd f Ain would Djf, Convince me mw that this is 

'Dorinda, Why doft cry ? 


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true, hi iiddinr with me, all acieu. 

I cannot live without thee, 1, Tie for thee, much more with thee Dye. 

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CHOKES together. 


Thch k, u,gi™ C^-» 7 .../.ctarpo'il.Sh«p, and thou and i’le pick Poppie,. a„d ■„ 


Wine, mid, hi Jt eve,, ’tis we Weep, Vl^we Weep ■, _ s, wefineei^t, ^ef, ^ 

Wine, and Drink on’c even ’till we Weep, we Weep . Solhall we fmoothly pafs away, a — 

, Mr. Maithcro Lock^* 

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A OIAl.OGUE between A FOLLO and NEPtZ^NE: 

Occafionccl by the unfortunate Deatli of thcRiglic Honourable 
EDIVARD-, Earl of Smdwich. 

Tears. Forbear to ask what is unjuft to grant, thy charge and my defigns are diffonant • he’s mine by 

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gave him, taught him how, with thundring Cannon, and a furrow'd Brow, to rule the furfacc of my 


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5 Realm. And /, h Mugnetkk^poyr’r in Harmony, made him a Con^ueroitr, to overcome all 

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Soulsyth/it lov’d or like E -H-^i- um. Thy Seat is Pleafantjthcre all Sweets do dwell j but 

mine with Rage and Horrour onl —y fwell, which lately is encreas’d, fince fent fo many 

Belgians xo E-lc-mcnt ; wbofe E -mU'-li-tion to a Prince therefore , makes me keep 

Sandmeh , to maintain my ftore. 

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CHOKVS together. 

E’ll Sing his Re- by Brook, on which, 



^ ^ and with our / t^rj im rcdfc it to a Muin, then, then Si^h and Weep 

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1 th’ emblem of our Grief, we 11 look ; and with our Tears increafe it to a Main. then Sigh and Weep 




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SijrbW^feep.’ti// Sandwich Orelfewe ne ^ver,ne.ver, ne--ver wiUrefretin‘,orclfewc 

Sigh and Weep, ’till Sundwteh come again : or elfc we never, never will refrain . 



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