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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…
Translated. Senec. Traged. ex Thyeste Chor.2… Stet quicunque volet potens Aulae culmine lubrico &c. Climb at Court for me that will
Regibus haec posuit Ludovicus Tem… Gratior ast ipsi Castra fuere Dom…
Had we but World enough, and Time… This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which… To walk, and pass our long Loves… Thou by the Indian Ganges side.
Alas, how pleasant are their dayes With whom the Infant Love yet pla… Sorted by pairs, they still are se… By Fountains cool, and Shadows gr… But soon these Flames do lose the…
Charissimo Filio &c. Pater & Mater &c. funebrem tabulam curavimus. Age Marmor, & pro solita tua… (Ne inter Parentum Dolorem &…
Ye living lamps, by whose dear lig… The nightingale does sit so late, And studying all the summer night, Her matchless songs does meditate; Ye county comets, that portend
A Poem upon the Death of His Lat… That Providence which had so long… Of Cromwell’s head, and numbered… Now in itself (the glass where all… Had seen the period of his golden…
Luxurious Man, to bring his Vice… Did after him the World seduce: And from the Fields the Flow’rs a… Where Nature was most plain and p… He first enclos’d within the Gard…
Charissimo Filio Edmundo Trotio Posuimus Pater & Mater Frustra superstites. Legite Parentes, vanissimus homin…
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…
HOW vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays, And their uncessant labours see Crown’d from some single herb or t… Whose short and narrow-verged shad…
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…
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
Consurgit Luparae Dum non imitabi… Escuriale ingens uritur in vidia.