When for the Thorns with which I… With many a piercing wound, My Saviours head have crown’d, I seek with Garlands to redress t… Through every Garden, every Mead,

Courage my Soul, now learn to wie… The weight of thine immortal Shie… Close on thy Head thy Helmet brig… Ballance thy Sword against the Fi… See where an Army, strong as fair…

Daphnis must from Chloe part: Now is come the dismal Hour That must all his Hopes devour, All his Labour, all his Art. Nature, her own Sexes foe,

Consurgit Luparae Dum non imitabi… Escuriale ingens uritur in vidia.

Come little Infant, Love me now, While thine unsuspected years Clear thine aged Fathers brow From cold Jealousie and Fears. Pretty surely ’twere to see

Where the remote Bermudas ride In th’ Oceans bosome unespy’d, From a small Boat, that row’d alo… The listning Winds receiv’d this… What should we do but sing his Pr…

Holland, that scarce deserves the… As but th’Off-scouring of the Bri… And so much Earth as was contribu… By English Pilots when they heav’… Or what by th’ Oceans slow alluvi…

Quid facis Arctoi charissime tran… Ingele, proh sero cognite, rapte c… Num satis Hybernum defendis pelli… Qui modo tam mollis nec bene firmu… Quae Gentes Hominum, quae sit Na…

How vainly men themselves amaze To win the Palm, the Oke, or Bay… And their uncessant Labours see Crown’d from some single Herb or… Whose short and narrow verged Sha…

An Horatian Ode upon Cromwell… The forward youth that would appea… Must now forsake his muses dear, Nor in the shadows sing, His numbers languishing.

Nec sterilem te crede; Licet, mul… Falcem virginiae nequeas immitere… Et nostro peccare modo. Tibi Fama… Praegnabit; rapiesque novem de mon… Et pariet modulos Echo repetita N…

Sit further, and make room for thi… Where just desert enrolles thy hon… The good Interpreter. Some in thi… Take of the Cypress vail, but lea… Changing the Latine, but do more…

Farfacio. Cernis ut ingenti distinguant limi… Montis Amos clivi Bilboreique jug… Ille stat indomitus turritis undis… Cingit huic laetum Fraximus alta…

First was the world as one great c… Where jarring winds to infant Nat… All music was a solitary sound, To hollow rocks and murm’ring foun… Jubal first made the wilder notes…

Quisnam adeo, mortale genus, praec… Heu Palmae, Laurique furor, vel s… Arbor ut indomitos ornet vix una l… Tempora nec foliis praecingat tota… Dum simud implexi, tranquillae ad…