As one put drunk into the Packet-… Tom May was hurry’d hence and did… But was amaz’d on the Elysian sid… And with an Eye uncertain, gazing… Could not determine in what place…

Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew… And Forrests did to Pastures hew; Who of his great Design in pain

Enough; and leave the rest to Fam… ’Tis to commend her, but to name. Courtship which, living, she decli… When dead, to offer were unkind: Nor can the truest wit, or friend,

Cernis ut Eio descendat Gemmula… Inque Rosas roseo transfluat orta… Sollicita Flores stant ambitione… Et certant foliis pellicuisse suis… Illa tamen patriae lustrans fastig…

Heark how the Mower Damon Sung, With love of Juliana stung! While ev’ry thing did seem to pain… The Scene more fit for his compla… Like her fair Eyes the day was fa…

song Fauc1 First. [Chorus. Endymion. Luna.] Chorus. Th’ Astrologers own Eyes are set,

Ametas Think’st Thou that this Love can… Whilst Thou still dost say me nay… Love unpaid does soon disband: Love binds Love as Hay binds Hay…

How wisely Nature did decree, With the same Eyes to weep and se… That, having view’d the object vai… They might be ready to complain. And since the Self-deluding Sight…

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…

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…

Oblig’d by frequent visits of this… Whom as Priest, Poet, and Musici… I for some branch of Melchizedeck… (Though he derives himself from my… I sought his Lodging; which is at…

Regibus haec posuit Ludovicus Tem… Gratior ast ipsi Castra fuere Dom…

You, that decipher out the Fate Of humane Off-springs from the Sk… What mean these Infants which of… Spring from the Starrs of Chlora’… Her Eyes confus’d, and doubled or…

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.

Charissimo Filio &c. Pater & Mater &c. funebrem tabulam curavimus. Age Marmor, & pro solita tua… (Ne inter Parentum Dolorem &…