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Comanding asker, if it be Pity that you faine would have, Then I turne begger unto thee, And aske the thing that thou dost… I will suffice thy hungry need,
SEE! with what constant Motion Even, and glorious, as the Sunne, Gratiana steeres that Noble Frame… Soft as her breast, sweet as her v… That gave each winding Law and po…
I SAW a little Diety, Minerva in Epitomy, Whom Venus at first blush, surpri… Tooke for her winged wagge disguis… But viewing then whereas she made
DE QUINTIA ET LESBIA. EP… Quintia formosa est multis, mihi c… Recta est; haec ego sic singula co… Tota illud formosa nego: nam multa… Nulla in tam magno est corpore mic…
If teares could wash the ill away, A pearle for each wet bead I’d pa… But as dew’d corne the fuller grow… So water’d eyes but swell our woes… II.
FLORIDI. DE EBRIOSO. Phoebus me in somnis vetuit potare… Pareo praeceptis: tunc bibo cum vi… OF A DRUNKARD. Phoebus asleep forbad me wine to t…
WERE it that you so shun me 'cau… (Cruels’t) a fellow in your wretch… Or that you take some small ease i… Torments, to heare another sadly g… I were most happy in my paines, to…
I cannot tell, who loves the skele… Of a poor marmoset; nought but boa… Give me a nakednesse, with her clo… II. Such, whose white-sattin upper coa…
Twas not for some calm blessing to… Thou didst thy polish’d hands in s… It were no blessing thus obtain’d; Thou rather would’st a curse have… Then let thy warm driven snow be e…
Upon a day, when the Dog-star Unto the world proclaim’d a war, And poyson bark’d from black throa… And from his jaws infection shot, Under a deadly hen-bane shade
IF in me Anger, or disdaine In you, or both, made me refraine From th’ Noble intercourse of Ver… That only Vertuous thoughts rehea… Then Chaste Ellinda might you fea…
IN RUFUM. CATUL. EP. 64. Noli admirari, quare tibi foemina… Rufe, velit tenerum supposuisse fe… Non ullam rarae labefactes munere… Aut pellucidulis deliciis lapidis.
THEOPHILE BEING DENY… TURNED THE AFFRONT T… Si Jaques, le Roy du scavior, Ne trouue bon de me voir, Voila la cause infallible!
Amarantha sweet and faire, Ah brade no more that shining hair… As my curious hand or eye, Hovering round thee, let it flye. II.
Cleft as the top of the inspired h… Struggles the soul of my divided q… Whilst this foot doth the watry mo… That Sinai’s living and enlivenin… Behold my powers storm’d by a twis…