I’ th’ autumn of a summer’s day, When all the winds got leave to pl… LUCASTA, that fair ship, is lan… And from its crust this almond bla… II.

THEOPHILE BEING DENY… TURNED THE AFFRONT T… Si Jaques, le Roy du scavior, Ne trouue bon de me voir, Voila la cause infallible!

Tell me, ye subtill judges in love… Inform me, which hath most inricht… This diamonds greatnes, or its cla… II. Ye cloudy spark lights, whose vast…

Sweet serene skye—like Flower, Haste to adorn her Bower: From thy long clowdy bed, Shoot forth thy damaske head. II.

HOW have I bin Religious? what s… Ha’s scap’t me that I never under… Have I Hel—guarded Hæresie o’rth… Heald wounded States? made Kings… That Fate should be so merciful t…

Long in thy shackels, liberty I ask not from these walls, but th… Left for awhile anothers bride, To fancy all the world beside. II.

MART. EPI. XLIII. LIB. I. Conjugis audisset fatum cum Porti… Et substracta sibi quaereret arma… Nondum scitis, ait, mortem non pos… Credideram satis hoc vos docuisse…

YEE happy floods! that now must… The sacred conduicts of her Wombe… Smooth, and transparent as your fa… When you are deafe, and windes are… II

I laugh and sing, but cannot tell Whether the folly on’t sounds well… But then I groan, Methinks, in tune; Whilst grief, despair and fear dan…

As I beheld a winter’s evening ai… Curl’d in her court-false-locks of… Butter’d with jessamine the sun le… II. Galliard and clinquant she appear’…

IN LESBIAM CAT. EP. 76. Huc est mens deducta tua, mea Les… Atque ita se officio perdidit ipsa… Ut jam nec bene velle queam tibi,… Nec desistere amare, omnia si faci…

L. Sing, Laura, sing, whilst si… And all the eyes of Heaven are tu… V. Touch thy dead wood, and mak… Unchain its feet, take arms, and f… CHORUS.

A LA CHABOT. Object adorable et charmant! Mes souspirs et mes pleurs tesmoig… Mais mon respect m’empeche de parl… Ah! que peine dissimuler!

In mine one monument I lye, And in my self am buried; Sure, the quick lightning of her e… Melted my soul ith’ scabberd dead; And now like some pale ghost I wa…

Eastrich! thou featherd foole, and… That larger sailes to thy broad ve… Snakes through thy guttur-neck his… Then on thy iron messe at supper f… II.