281:00,000[' ]| 281:00,000[' ]| 281:00,000[' ]| 281:00,000[' ]| 281:00,000[' ]| 281:01,000[' ]| 281:01,001[A ]| When we are dead, and now, no more 281:01,002[A ]| Our harmless mirth, our wit, and score 281:01,003[A ]| Distracts the town; when all is spent 281:01,004[A ]| That the base niggard world hath lent 281:01,005[A ]| Thy purse, or mine; when the loathed noise 281:01,006[A ]| Of drawers, 'prentices, and boys 281:01,007[A ]| Hath left us, and the clamorous bar 281:01,008[A ]| Items no pints in the Moon, or Star; 281:01,009[A ]| When no calm whisperers wait the doors, 281:01,010[A ]| To fright us with forgotten scores; <10> 281:01,011[A ]| And such aged, long bills carry, 281:01,012[A ]| As might start an antiquary; 281:01,013[A ]| When the sad tumults of the maze, 281:01,014[A ]| Arrests, suits, and the dreadful face 281:01,015[A ]| Of sergeants are not seen, and we 281:01,016[A ]| No lawyers' ruffs, or gowns must fee: 281:01,017[A ]| When all these mulcts are paid, and I 281:01,018[A ]| From thee, dear wit, must part, and die; 281:01,019[A ]| We'll beg the world would be so kind, 281:01,020[A ]| To give's one grave, as we'd one mind; <20> 281:01,021[A ]| There (as the wiser few suspect, 281:01,022[A ]| That spirits after death affect) 281:01,023[A ]| Our souls shall meet, and thence will they 281:01,024[A ]| (Freed from the tyranny of clay) 281:01,025[A ]| With equal wings, and ancient love 281:01,026[A ]| Into the Elysian fields remove, 281:01,027[A ]| Where in those blessed walks they'll find, 281:01,028[A ]| More of thy genius, and my mind: 281:01,029[A ]| First, in the shade of his own bays, 281:01,030[A ]| Great BEN they'll see, whose sacred lays, <30> 281:01,031[A ]| The learned ghosts admire, and throng, 281:01,032[A ]| To catch the subject of his song. 281:01,033[A ]| Then Randolph in those holy meads, 281:01,034[A ]| His Lovers, and Amyntas reads, 281:01,035[A ]| Whilst his Nightingale close by, 281:01,036[A ]| Sings his, and her own elegy; 281:01,037[A ]| From thence dismissed by subtle roads, 281:01,038[A ]| Through airy paths, and sad abodes; 281:01,039[A ]| They'll come into the drowsy fields 281:01,040[A ]| Of Lethe, which such virtue yields, <40> 281:01,041[A ]| That (if what poets sing be true) 281:01,042[A ]| The streams all sorrow can subdue. 281:01,043[A ]| Here on a silent, shady green, 281:01,044[A ]| The souls of lovers oft are seen, 281:01,045[A ]| Who in their lives' unhappy space, 281:01,046[A ]| Were murdered by some perjured face. 281:01,047[A ]| All these the enchanted streams frequent, 281:01,048[A ]| To drown their cares, and discontent, 281:01,049[A ]| That the inconstant, cruel sex 281:01,050[A ]| Might not in death their spirits vex: <50> 281:01,051[A ]| And here our souls big with delight 281:01,052[A ]| Of their new state will cease their flight: 281:01,053[A ]| And now the last thoughts will appear, 281:01,054[A ]| They'll have of us, or any here; 281:01,055[A ]| But on those flowery banks will stay, 281:01,056[A ]| And drink all sense, and cares away. 281:01,057[A ]| So they that did of these discuss, 281:01,058[A ]| Shall find their fables true in us. 281:02,000[' ]| 281:02,001[A ]| Tyrant farewell: this heart, the prize 281:02,002[A ]| And triumph of thy scornful eyes, 281:02,003[A ]| I sacrifice to Heaven, and give 281:02,004[A ]| To quit my sins, that durst believe 281:02,005[A ]| A woman's easy faith, and place 281:02,006[A ]| True joys in a changing face. 281:02,007[A ]| Yet ere I go; by all those tears, 281:02,008[A ]| And sighs I spent 'twixt hopes, and fears; 281:02,009[A ]| By thy own glories, and that hour 281:02,010[A ]| Which first enslaved me to thy power; <10> 281:02,011[A ]| I beg, fair One, by this last breath, 281:02,012[A ]| This tribute from thee after death. 281:02,013[A ]| If when I'm gone, you chance to see 281:02,014[A ]| That cold bed where I lodged be: 281:02,015[A ]| Let not your hate in death appear, 281:02,016[A ]| But bless my ashes with a tear: 281:02,017[A ]| This influx from that quickening eye, 281:02,018[A ]| By secret power, which none can spy, 281:02,019[A ]| The cold dust shall inform, and make 281:02,020[A ]| Those flames (though dead) new life partake. <20> 281:02,021[A ]| Whose warmth helped by your tears shall bring, 281:02,022[A ]| O'er all the tomb a sudden spring 281:02,023[A ]| Of crimson flowers, whose drooping heads 281:02,024[A ]| Shall curtain o'er their mournful beds: 281:02,025[A ]| And on each leaf by Heaven's command, 281:02,026[A ]| These emblems to the life shall stand: 281:02,027[A ]| Two hearts, the first a shaft withstood; 281:02,028[A ]| The second, shot, and washed in blood; 281:02,029[A ]| And on this heart a dew shall stay, 281:02,030[A ]| Which no heat can court away; <30> 281:02,031[A ]| But fixed for ever witness bears, 281:02,032[A ]| That hearty sorrow feeds on tears. 281:02,033[A ]| Thus Heaven can make it known, and true, 281:02,034[A ]| That you kill'd me, 'cause I loved you. 281:03,000[' ]| 281:03,001[A ]| Nimble sigh on thy warm wings, 281:03,002[A ]| Take this message, and depart, 281:03,003[A ]| Tell Amoret, that smiles, and sings, 281:03,004[A ]| At what thy airy voyage brings, 281:03,005[A ]| That thou cam'st lately from my heart. 281:03,006[A ]| Tell my lovely foe, that I 281:03,007[A ]| Have no more such spies to send, 281:03,008[A ]| But one or two that I intend 281:03,009[A ]| Some few minutes ere I die, 281:03,010[A ]| To her white bosom to commend. <10> 281:03,011[A ]| Then whisper by that holy spring 281:03,012[A ]| Where for her sake I would have died, 281:03,013[A ]| Whilst those water nymphs did bring 281:03,014[A ]| Flowers to cure what she had tried; 281:03,015[A ]| And of my faith, and love did sing. 281:03,016[A ]| That if my Amoret, if she 281:03,017[A ]| In after-times would have it read, 281:03,018[A ]| How her beauty murdered me, 281:03,019[A ]| With all my heart I will agree, 281:03,020[A ]| If she'll but love me, being dead. <20> 281:04,000[' ]| 281:04,001[A ]| Ask lover, ere thou diest; let one poor breath 281:04,002[A ]| Steal from thy lips, to tell her of thy death; 281:04,003[A ]| Doating idolater! can silence bring 281:04,004[A ]| Thy saint propitious? or will Cupid fling 281:04,005[A ]| One arrow for thy paleness? leave to try 281:04,006[A ]| This silent courtship of a sickly eye; 281:04,007[A ]| Witty to tyranny: she too well knows 281:04,008[A ]| This but the incense of thy private vows, 281:04,009[A ]| That breaks forth at thine eyes, and doth betray 281:04,010[A ]| The sacrifice thy wounded heart would pay; <10> 281:04,011[A ]| Ask her, fool, ask her, if words cannot move 281:04,012[A ]| The language of thy tears may make her love: 281:04,013[A ]| Flow nimbly from me then; and when you fall 281:04,014[A ]| On her breasts' warmer snow, O may you all, 281:04,015[A ]| By some strange fate fixed there, distinctly lie 281:04,016[A ]| The much loved volume of my tragedy. 281:04,017[A ]| Where if you win her not, may this be read, 281:04,018[A ]| The cold that freezed you so, did strike me dead. 281:05,000[' ]| 281:05,001[A ]| Amyntas go, thou art undone, 281:05,002[A ]| Thy faithful heart is crossed by fate; 281:05,003[A ]| That love is better not begun, 281:05,004[A ]| Where love is come to love too late; 281:05,005[A ]| Had she professed hidden fires, 281:05,006[A ]| Or showed one knot that tied her heart: 281:05,007[A ]| I could have quenched my first desires, 281:05,008[A ]| And we had only met to part; 281:05,009[A ]| But tyrant, thus to murder men, 281:05,010[A ]| And shed a lover's harmless blood, <10> 281:05,011[A ]| And burn him in those flames again, 281:05,012[A ]| Which he at first might have withstood: 281:05,013[A ]| Yet, who that saw fair Chloris weep 281:05,014[A ]| Such sacred dew, with such pure grace; 281:05,015[A ]| Durst think them feigned tears, or seek 281:05,016[A ]| For treason in an angel's face: 281:05,017[A ]| This is her art, though this be true, 281:05,018[A ]| Men's joys are killed with griefs and fears; 281:05,019[A ]| Yet she like flowers oppressed with dew, 281:05,020[A ]| Doth thrive and flourish in her tears: <20> 281:05,021[A ]| This Cruel thou hast done, and thus, 281:05,022[A ]| That face hath many servants slain. 281:05,023[A ]| Though the end be not to ruin us, 281:05,024[A ]| But to seek glory by our pain. 281:06,000[' ]| 281:06,001[A ]| If Amoret, that glorious eye, 281:06,002[A ]| In the first birth of light, 281:06,003[A ]| And death of night, 281:06,004[A ]| Had with those elder fires you spy 281:06,005[A ]| Scattered so high 281:06,006[A ]| Received form, and sight; 281:06,007[A ]| We might suspect in the vast Ring, 281:06,008[A ]| Amidst these golden glories, 281:06,009[A ]| And fiery stories; 281:06,010[A ]| Whether the Sun had been the King, <10> 281:06,011[A ]| And guide of Day, 281:06,012[A ]| Or your brighter eye should sway; 281:06,013[A ]| But, Amoret, such is my fate, 281:06,014[A ]| That if thy face a Star 281:06,015[A ]| Had shined from far, 281:06,016[A ]| I am persuaded in that state 281:06,017[A ]| 'Twixt thee, and me, 281:06,018[A ]| Of some predestined sympathy. 281:06,019[A ]| For sure two such conspiring minds, 281:06,020[A ]| Which no accident, or sight, <20> 281:06,021[A ]| Did thus unite; 281:06,022[A ]| Whom no distance can confine, 281:06,023[A ]| Start, or decline, 281:06,024[A ]| One, for another, were designed. 281:07,000[' ]| 281:07,001[A ]| Fancy, and I, last evening walked, 281:07,002[A ]| And, Amoret, of thee we talked; 281:07,003[A ]| The West just then had stol'n the Sun, 281:07,004[A ]| And his last blushes were begun: 281:07,005[A ]| We sat, and marked how every thing 281:07,006[A ]| Did mourn his absence; how the Spring 281:07,007[A ]| That smiled, and curled about his beams, 281:07,008[A ]| Whilst he was here, now checked her streams: 281:07,009[A ]| The wanton eddies of her face 281:07,010[A ]| Were taught less noise, and smoother grace; <10> 281:07,011[A ]| And in a slow, sad channel went, 281:07,012[A ]| Whispering the banks their discontent: 281:07,013[A ]| The careless ranks of flowers that spread 281:07,014[A ]| Their perfumed bosoms to his head, 281:07,015[A ]| And with an open, free embrace, 281:07,016[A ]| Did entertain his beamy face; 281:07,017[A ]| Like absent friends point to the west, 281:07,018[A ]| And on that weak reflection feast. 281:07,019[A ]| If creatures then that have no sense, 281:07,020[A ]| But the loose tie of influence, <20> 281:07,021[A ]| (Though fate, and time each day remove 281:07,022[A ]| Those things that element their love) 281:07,023[A ]| At such vast distance can agree, 281:07,024[A ]| Why, Amoret, why should not we? 281:08,000[' ]| 281:08,001[A ]| If I were dead, and in my place, 281:08,002[A ]| Some fresher youth designed, 281:08,003[A ]| To warm thee with new fires, and grace 281:08,004[A ]| Those arms I left behind; 281:08,005[A ]| Were he as faithful as the Sun, 281:08,006[A ]| That's wedded to the Sphere; 281:08,007[A ]| His blood as chaste, and temperate run, 281:08,008[A ]| As April's mildest tear; 281:08,009[A ]| Or were he rich, and with his heaps, 281:08,010[A ]| And spacious share of Earth, <10> 281:08,011[A ]| Could make divine affection cheap, 281:08,012[A ]| And court his golden birth: 281:08,013[A ]| For all these arts I'ld not believe, 281:08,014[A ]| (No though he should be thine) 281:08,015[A ]| The mighty Amorist could give 281:08,016[A ]| So rich a heart as mine. 281:08,017[A ]| Fortune and beauty thou mightst find, 281:08,018[A ]| And greater men then I: 281:08,019[A ]| But my true resolved mind, 281:08,020[A ]| They never shall come nigh. <20> 281:08,021[A ]| For I not for an hour did love, 281:08,022[A ]| Or for a day desire, 281:08,023[A ]| But with my soul had from above, 281:08,024[A ]| This endless holy fire. 281:09,000[' ]| 281:09,001[A ]| 'Tis true, I am undone; yet ere I die, 281:09,002[A ]| I'll leave these sighs, and tears a legacy 281:09,003[A ]| To after-lovers; that remembering me, 281:09,004[A ]| Those sickly flames which now benighted be, 281:09,005[A ]| Fanned by their warmer sighs may love; and prove 281:09,006[A ]| In them the metempsychosis of love. 281:09,007[A ]| 'Twas I (when others scorned) vowed you were fair, 281:09,008[A ]| And swore that breath enriched the coarser air, 281:09,009[A ]| Lent roses to your cheeks, made Flora bring 281:09,010[A ]| Her nymphs with all the glories of the spring <10> 281:09,011[A ]| To wait upon thy face, and gave my heart 281:09,012[A ]| A pledge to Cupid for a quicker dart, 281:09,013[A ]| To arm those eyes against my self; to me 281:09,014[A ]| Thou owest that tongue's bewitching harmony: 281:09,015[A ]| I courted Angels from those upper joys, 281:09,016[A ]| And made them leave their spheres to hear thy voice: 281:09,017[A ]| I made the Indian course the hours he spent 281:09,018[A ]| To seek his pearls, and wisely to repent 281:09,019[A ]| His former folly, and confess a sin 281:09,020[A ]| Charmed by the brighter lustre of thy skin. <20> 281:09,021[A ]| I borrowed from the winds, the gentler wing 281:09,022[A ]| Of Zephirus, and soft souls of the spring: 281:09,023[A ]| And made (to air those cheeks with fresher grace) 281:09,024[A ]| The warm inspirers dwell upon thy face. 281:09,025[A ]| Oh! 7iam 7satis 281:10,000[' ]| 281:10,001[A ]| Darkness, & stars i' the mid day! they invite 281:10,002[A ]| Our active fancies to believe it night: 281:10,003[A ]| For taverns need no sun, but for a sign, 281:10,004[A ]| Where rich tobacco, and quick tapers shine; 281:10,005[A ]| And royal, witty sack, the poets' soul, 281:10,006[A ]| With brighter suns than he doth gild the bowl; 281:10,007[A ]| As though the pot, and poet did agree, 281:10,008[A ]| Sack should to both illuminator be. 281:10,009[A ]| That artificial cloud with its curled brow, 281:10,010[A ]| Tell us 'tis late; and that blue space below <10> 281:10,011[A ]| Is fired with many stars; mark, how they break 281:10,012[A ]| In silent glances o'er the hills, and speak 281:10,013[A ]| The evening to the plains; where shot from far, 281:10,014[A ]| They meet in dumb salutes, as one great star. 281:10,015[A ]| The room (me thinks) grows darker; & the air 281:10,016[A ]| Contracts a sadder colour, and less fair: 281:10,017[A ]| Or is't the drawer's skill, hath he no arts 281:10,018[A ]| To blind us so, we can't know pints from quarts? 281:10,019[A ]| No, no, 'tis night; look where the jolly clown 281:10,020[A ]| Musters his bleating herd, and quits the down. <20> 281:10,021[A ]| Hark! how his rude pipe frets the quiet air, 281:10,022[A ]| Whilst every hill proclaims Lycoris fair. 281:10,023[A ]| Rich, happy man! that canst thus watch, and sleep, 281:10,024[A ]| Free from all cares; but thy wench, pipe & sheep. 281:10,025[A ]| But see the Moon is up; view where she stands 281:10,026[A ]| Sentinel o'er the door, drawn by the hands 281:10,027[A ]| Of some base painter, that for gain hath made 281:10,028[A ]| Her face the landmark to the tippling trade. 281:10,029[A ]| This cup to her, that to Endymion give; 281:10,030[A ]| 'Twas wit at first, and wine that made them live: <30> 281:10,031[A ]| Choke may the painter! And his box disclose 281:10,032[A ]| No other colours than his fiery nose; 281:10,033[A ]| And may we no more of his pencil see, 281:10,034[A ]| Than two churchwardens, and mortality. 281:10,035[A ]| Should we go now a wandering, we should meet 281:10,036[A ]| With catchpoles, whores, & carts in every street: 281:10,037[A ]| Now when each narrow lane, each nook & cave, 281:10,038[A ]| Sign-posts, & shop-doors, pimp for every knave, 281:10,039[A ]| When riotous sinful plush, and tell-tale spurs 281:10,040[A ]| Walk Fleet street, & the Strand, when the soft stirs <40> 281:10,041[A ]| Of bawdy, ruffled silks, turn night to day; 281:10,042[A ]| And the loud whip, and coach scolds all the way; 281:10,043[A ]| When lust of all sorts, and each itchy blood 281:10,044[A ]| From the Tower-wharf to Cymbeline, and Lud, 281:10,045[A ]| Hunts for a mate, and the tired footman reels 281:10,046[A ]| 'Twixt chair-men, torches, & the hackney wheels: 281:10,047[A ]| Come, take the other dish; it is to him 281:10,048[A ]| That made his horse a Senator: each brim 281:10,049[A ]| Look big as mine; the gallant, jolly beast 281:10,050[A ]| Of all the herd (you'll say) was not the least. <50> 281:10,051[A ]| Now crown the second bowl, rich as his worth, 281:10,052[A ]| I'll drink it to; he! that like fire broke forth 281:10,053[A ]| Into the Senate's face, crossed Rubicon, 281:10,054[A ]| And the State's pillars, with their laws thereon: 281:10,055[A ]| And made the dull grey beards, & furred gowns fly 281:10,056[A ]| Into Brundisium to consult, and lie: 281:10,057[A ]| This to brave Sylla! why should it be said, 281:10,058[A ]| We drink more to the living, than the dead? 281:10,059[A ]| Flatterers, and fools do use it: let us laugh 281:10,060[A ]| At our own honest mirth; for they that quaff <60> 281:10,061[A ]| To honour others, do like those that sent 281:10,062[A ]| Their gold and plate to strangers to be spent: 281:10,063[A ]| Drink deep; this cup be pregnant; & the wine 281:10,064[A ]| Spirit of wit, to make us all divine, 281:10,065[A ]| That big with sack, and mirth we may retire 281:10,066[A ]| Possessors of more souls, and nobler fire; 281:10,067[A ]| And by the influx of this painted sky, 281:10,068[A ]| And laboured forms, to higher matters fly; 281:10,069[A ]| So, if a nap shall take us, we shall all, 281:10,070[A ]| After full cups have dreams poetical. <70> 281:10,071[A ]| Let's laugh now, and the pressed grape drink, 281:10,072[A ]| Till the drowsy Day-Star wink; 281:10,073[A ]| And in our merry, mad mirth run 281:10,074[A ]| Faster, and further than the Sun; 281:10,075[A ]| And let none his cup forsake, 281:10,076[A ]| Till that Star again doth wake; 281:10,077[A ]| So we men below may move 281:10,078[A ]| Equally with the gods above. 281:11,000[' ]| 281:11,000[' ]| 281:11,001[A ]| Mark, when the Evening's cooler wings 281:11,002[A ]| Fan the afflicted air, how the faint Sun, 281:11,003[A ]| Leaving undone, 281:11,004[A ]| What he begun, 281:11,005[A ]| Those spurious flames sucked up from slime, and earth 281:11,006[A ]| To their first, low birth, 281:11,007[A ]| Resigns, and brings. 281:11,008[A ]| They shoot their tinsel beams, and vanities, 281:11,009[A ]| Threading with those false fires their way; 281:11,010[A ]| But as you stay, <10> 281:11,011[A ]| And see them stray, 281:11,012[A ]| You lose the flaming track, and subtly they 281:11,013[A ]| Languish away, 281:11,014[A ]| And cheat your eyes. 281:11,015[A ]| Just so base, sublunary lovers' hearts 281:11,016[A ]| Fed on loose profane desires, 281:11,017[A ]| May for an eye, 281:11,018[A ]| Or face comply: 281:11,019[A ]| But those removed, they will as soon depart, 281:11,020[A ]| And show their art, <20> 281:11,021[A ]| And painted fires. 281:11,022[A ]| Whilst I by powerful love, so much refined, 281:11,023[A ]| That my absent soul the same is, 281:11,024[A ]| Careless to miss, 281:11,025[A ]| A glance, or kiss, 281:11,026[A ]| Can with these elements of lust and sense, 281:11,027[A ]| Freely dispense, 281:11,028[A ]| And court the mind. 281:11,029[A ]| Thus to the north the loadstones move, 281:11,030[A ]| And thus to them the enamoured steel aspires: <30> 281:11,031[A ]| Thus, Amoret, 281:11,032[A ]| I do affect; 281:11,033[A ]| And thus by winged beams, and mutual fire, 281:11,034[A ]| Spirits and stars conspire, 281:11,035[A ]| And this is LOVE. 281:12,000[' ]| 281:12,001[A ]| Leave, Amoret, melt not away so fast 281:12,002[A ]| Thy eyes' fair treasure, Fortune's wealthiest cast 281:12,003[A ]| Deserves not one such pearl; for these well spent, 281:12,004[A ]| Can purchase stars, and buy a tenement 281:12,005[A ]| For us in Heaven; though here the pious streams 281:12,006[A ]| Avail us not; who from that clue of sun-beams 281:12,007[A ]| Could ever steal one thread? or with a kind 281:12,008[A ]| Persuasive accent charm the wild, loud wind? 281:12,009[A ]| Fate cuts us all in marble, and the book 281:12,010[A ]| Forestalls our glass of minutes; we may look, <10> 281:12,011[A ]| But seldom meet a change; think you a tear 281:12,012[A ]| Can blot the flinty volume? shall our fear, 281:12,013[A ]| Or grief add to their triumphs? and must we 281:12,014[A ]| Give an advantage to adversity? 281:12,015[A ]| Dear, idle prodigal! is it not just 281:12,016[A ]| We bear our stars? What though I had not dust 281:12,017[A ]| Enough to cabinet a worm? nor stand 281:12,018[A ]| Enslaved unto a little dirt, or sand? 281:12,019[A ]| I boast a better purchase, and can show 281:12,020[A ]| The glories of a soul that's simply true. <20> 281:12,021[A ]| But grant some richer planet at my birth 281:12,022[A ]| Had spied me out, and measured so much earth 281:12,023[A ]| Or gold unto my share; I should have been 281:12,024[A ]| Slave to these lower elements, and seen 281:12,025[A ]| My high born soul flag with their dross, & lie 281:12,026[A ]| A prisoner to base mud, and alchemy; 281:12,027[A ]| I should perhaps eat orphans, and suck up 281:12,028[A ]| A dozen distressed widows in one cup; 281:12,029[A ]| Nay further, I should by that lawful stealth, 281:12,030[A ]| (Damned usury) undo the Common-wealth; <30> 281:12,031[A ]| Or patent it in soap, and coals, and so 281:12,032[A ]| Have the smiths curse me, and my laundress too; 281:12,033[A ]| Geld wine, or his friend tobacco; and so bring 281:12,034[A ]| The incensed subject rebel to his king; 281:12,035[A ]| And after all (as those first sinners fell) 281:12,036[A ]| Sink lower than my gold; and lie in hell. 281:12,037[A ]| Thanks then for this deliverance! blessed powers, 281:12,038[A ]| You that dispense man's fortune, and his hours, 281:12,039[A ]| How am I to you all engaged! that thus 281:12,040[A ]| By such strange means, almost miraculous, <40> 281:12,041[A ]| You should preserve me; you have gone the way 281:12,042[A ]| To make me rich by taking all away. 281:12,043[A ]| For I (had I been rich) as sure as fate, 281:12,044[A ]| Would have been meddling with the King, or State, 281:12,045[A ]| Or something to undo me; and 'tis fit 281:12,046[A ]| (We know) that who hath wealth, should have no wit. 281:12,047[A ]| But above all, thanks to that providence, 281:12,048[A ]| That armed me with a gallant soul, and sense 281:12,049[A ]| 'Gainst all misfortunes; that hath breathed so much 281:12,050[A ]| Of Heaven into me, that I scorn the touch <50> 281:12,051[A ]| Of these low things; and can with courage dare 281:12,052[A ]| What ever fate, or malice can prepare: 281:12,053[A ]| I envy no man's purse, or mines; I know, 281:12,054[A ]| That losing them, I've lost their curses too; 281:12,055[A ]| And, Amoret, (although our share in these 281:12,056[A ]| Is not contemptible, nor doth much please) 281:12,057[A ]| Yet whilst content, and love we jointly vie, 281:12,058[A ]| We have a blessing which no gold can buy. 281:13,000[' ]| 281:13,001[A ]| Hail, sacred shades! cool, leafy house! 281:13,002[A ]| Chaste treasurer of all my vows, 281:13,003[A ]| And wealth! on whose soft bosom laid 281:13,004[A ]| My love's fair steps I first betrayed: 281:13,005[A ]| Henceforth no melancholy flight, 281:13,006[A ]| No sad wing, or hoarse bird of night, 281:13,007[A ]| Disturb this air, no fatal throat 281:13,008[A ]| Of raven, or owl, awake the note 281:13,009[A ]| Of our laid Echol, no voice dwell 281:13,010[A ]| Within these leaves, but Philomel. <10> 281:13,011[A ]| The poisonous ivy here no more 281:13,012[A ]| His false twists on the oak shall score, 281:13,013[A ]| Only the woodbine here may twine, 281:13,014[A ]| As th' emblem of her love, and mine; 281:13,015[A ]| The amorous Sun shall here convey 281:13,016[A ]| His best beams, in thy shades to play; 281:13,017[A ]| The active air, the gentlest showers, 281:13,018[A ]| Shall from his wings rain on thy flowers; 281:13,019[A ]| And the Moon from her dewy locks 281:13,020[A ]| Shall deck thee with her brightest drops: <20> 281:13,021[A ]| What ever can a fancy move, 281:13,022[A ]| Or feed the eye; be on this grove; 281:13,023[A ]| And when at last the winds, and tears 281:13,024[A ]| Of Heaven, with the consuming years, 281:13,025[A ]| Shall these green curls bring to decay, 281:13,026[A ]| And clothe thee in an aged grey: 281:13,027[A ]| (If ought a lover can foresee; 281:13,028[A ]| Or if we poets, prophets be) 281:13,029[A ]| From hence transplanted, thou shalt stand 281:13,030[A ]| A fresh grove in the Elysian Land; <30> 281:13,031[A ]| Where (most blessed pair!) as here on earth 281:13,032[A ]| Thou first didst eye our growth, and birth; 281:13,033[A ]| So there again, thou'lt see us move 281:13,034[A ]| In our first innocence, and love: 281:13,035[A ]| And in thy shades, as now, so then, 281:13,036[A ]| We'll kiss, and smile, and walk again. 282:01,000[' ]| 282:01,000[' ]| 282:01,001[A ]| When Daphne's lover here first wore the bays, 282:01,002[A ]| Eurota's secret streams heard all his lays. 282:01,003[A ]| And holy Orpheus, Nature's busy child 282:01,004[A ]| By headlong Hebrus his deep hymns compiled. 282:01,005[A ]| Soft Petrarch (thawed by Laura's flames) did weep 282:01,006[A ]| On Tiber's banks, when she (proud fair!) could sleep; 282:01,007[A ]| Mosella boasts Ausonius, and the Thames 282:01,008[A ]| Doth murmur Sidney's Stella to her streams, 282:01,009[A ]| While Severn swoln with joy and sorrow, wears 282:01,010[A ]| Castara's smiles mixed with fair Sabrin's tears. <10> 282:01,011[A ]| Thus poets (like the nymphs, their pleasing themes) 282:01,012[A ]| Haunted the bubbling springs and gliding streams, 282:01,013[A ]| And happy banks! whence such fair flowers have sprung, 282:01,014[A ]| But happier those where they have sate and sung! 282:01,015[A ]| Poets (like Angels) where they once appear 282:01,016[A ]| Hallow the place, and each succeeding year 282:01,017[A ]| Adds reverence to't, such as at length doth give 282:01,018[A ]| This aged faith, that they their genii live. 282:01,019[A ]| Hence the ancients say, that, from this sickly air 282:01,020[A ]| They pass to regions more refined and fair. <20> 282:01,021[A ]| To meadows strowed with lilies and the rose, 282:01,022[A ]| And shades whose youthful green no old age knows, 282:01,023[A ]| Where all in white they walk, discourse, and sing 282:01,024[A ]| Like bees' soft murmurs, or a chiding spring. 282:01,025[A ]| But Isca, whenso'er those shades I see, 282:01,026[A ]| And thy loved arbours must no more know me, 282:01,027[A ]| When I am laid to rest hard by thy streams, 282:01,028[A ]| And my sun sets, where first it sprang in beams, 282:01,029[A ]| I'll leave behind me such a large, kind light, 282:01,030[A ]| As shall redeem thee from oblivious light, <30> 282:01,031[A ]| And in those vows which (living yet) I pay 282:01,032[A ]| Shed such a previous and enduring ray, 282:01,033[A ]| As shall from age to age thy fair name lead 282:01,034[A ]| 'Till rivers leave to run, and men to read. 282:01,035[A ]| First, may all the bards born after me 282:01,036[A ]| (When I am ashes) sing of thee! 282:01,037[A ]| May thy green banks and streams (or none) 282:01,038[A ]| Be both their Hill and Helicon; 282:01,039[A ]| May vocal groves grow there, and all 282:01,040[A ]| The shades in them prophetical, <40> 282:01,041[A ]| Where (laid) men shall more fair truths see 282:01,042[A ]| Than fictions were of Thessaly. 282:01,043[A ]| May thy gentle swains (like flowers) 282:01,044[A ]| Sweetly spend their youthful hours, 282:01,045[A ]| And thy beauteous nymphs (like doves) 282:01,046[A ]| Be kind and faithful to their loves; 282:01,047[A ]| Garlands, and Songs, and Roundelays, 282:01,048[A ]| Mild, dewy nights, and sun-shine days, 282:01,049[A ]| The turtles's voice, joy without fear, 282:01,050[A ]| Dwell on thy bosom all the year! <50> 282:01,051[A ]| May the evet and the toad 282:01,052[A ]| Within thy banks have no abode, 282:01,053[A ]| Nor the wily, winding snake 282:01,054[A ]| Her voyage through thy waters make. 282:01,055[A ]| In all thy journey to the main 282:01,056[A ]| No nitrous clay, nor brimstone-vein 282:01,057[A ]| Mix with thy streams, but may they pass 282:01,058[A ]| Fresh as the air, and clear as glass, 282:01,059[A ]| And where the wandering crystal treads 282:01,060[A ]| Roses shall kiss, and couple heads. <60> 282:01,061[A ]| The factor-wind from far shall bring 282:01,062[A ]| The odours of the scattered spring, 282:01,063[A ]| And loaden with the rich arrear, 282:01,064[A ]| Spend it in spicy whispers there. 282:01,065[A ]| No sullen heats, nor flames that are 282:01,066[A ]| Offensive, and canicular, 282:01,067[A ]| Shine on thy sands, nor pry to see 282:01,068[A ]| Thy scaly, shading family, 282:01,069[A ]| But noons as mild as Hesper's rays, 282:01,070[A ]| Or the first blushes of fair days. <70> 282:01,071[A ]| What gifts more Heaven or Earth can add 282:01,072[A ]| With all those blessings be thou clad! 282:01,073[A ]| Honour, Beauty, 282:01,074[A ]| Faith and Duty, 282:01,075[A ]| Delight and Truth, 282:01,076[A ]| With Love, and Youth 282:01,077[A ]| Crown all about thee! and what ever Fate 282:01,078[A ]| Impose elsewhere, whether the graver state, 282:01,079[A ]| Or some toy else, may those loud, anxious cares 282:01,080[A ]| For dead and dying things (the common wares <80> 282:01,081[A ]| And shows of time) ne'er break thy peace, nor make 282:01,082[A ]| Thy reposed arms to a new war awake! 282:01,083[A ]| But freedom, safety, joy and bliss 282:01,084[A ]| United in one loving kiss 282:01,085[A ]| Surround thee quite, and style thy borders 282:01,086[A ]| The land redeemed from all disorders. 282:02,000[' ]| 282:02,001[A ]| Bless me! What damps are here? how stiff an air? 282:02,002[A ]| Kelder of mists, a second Fiat's care, 282:02,003[A ]| Frontispiece o'the grave and darkness, a display 282:02,004[A ]| Of ruined man, and the disease of day; 282:02,005[A ]| Lean, bloodless shamble, where I can descry 282:02,006[A ]| Fragments of men, rags of Anatomy; 282:02,007[A ]| Corruption's ward-robe, the transplantive bed 282:02,008[A ]| Of mankind, and th' Exchequer of the dead. 282:02,009[A ]| How thou arrests my sense! how with the sight 282:02,010[A ]| My wintered blood grows stiff to all delight! <10> 282:02,011[A ]| Torpedo to the eye! whose least glance can 282:02,012[A ]| Freeze our wild lusts, and rescue head-long man; 282:02,013[A ]| Eloquent silence! able to immure 282:02,014[A ]| An atheist's thoughts, and blast an epicure. 282:02,015[A ]| Were I a Lucian, Nature in this dress 282:02,016[A ]| Would make me wish a Saviour, and confess. 282:02,017[A ]| Where are you shoreless thoughts, vast tentered hope, 282:02,018[A ]| Ambitious dreams, aims of an endless scope, 282:02,019[A ]| Whose stretched excess runs on a string too high 282:02,020[A ]| And on the rack of self-extension die? <20> 282:02,021[A ]| Chameleons of state, air-monging band, 282:02,022[A ]| Whose breath (like gun-powder) blows up a land, 282:02,023[A ]| Come see your dissolution, and weigh 282:02,024[A ]| What a loathed nothing you shall be one day, 282:02,025[A ]| As the elements by circulation pass 282:02,026[A ]| From one to the other, and that which first was 282:02,027[A ]| Is so again, so 'tis with you; the grave 282:02,028[A ]| And Nature but complot, what the one gave, 282:02,029[A ]| The other takes; think then, that in this bed 282:02,030[A ]| There sleep the relics of as proud a head <30> 282:02,031[A ]| As stern and subtle as your own, that hath 282:02,032[A ]| Performed, or forced as much, whose tempest-wrath 282:02,033[A ]| Hath levelled kings with slaves, and wisely then 282:02,034[A ]| Calm these high furies, and descend to men; 282:02,035[A ]| Thus Cyrus tamed the Macedon, a tomb 282:02,036[A ]| Checked him, who thought the world too strait a room. 282:02,037[A ]| Have I obeyed the powers of a face, 282:02,038[A ]| A beauty able to undo the race 282:02,039[A ]| Of easy man? I look but here, and straight 282:02,040[A ]| I am informed, the lovely counterfeit <40> 282:02,041[A ]| Was but a smoother clay. That famished slave 282:02,042[A ]| Beggared by wealth, who starves that he may save, 282:02,043[A ]| Brings hither but his sheet; nay, the ostrich-man 282:02,044[A ]| That feeds on steel and bullet, he that can 282:02,045[A ]| Outswear his Lordship, and reply as tough 282:02,046[A ]| To a kind word, as if his tongue were buff, 282:02,047[A ]| Is chap-fallen here, worms without wit, or fear 282:02,048[A ]| Defy him now, death hath disarmed the bear. 282:02,049[A ]| Thus could I run o'er all the piteous score 282:02,050[A ]| Of erring men, and having done meet more, <50> 282:02,051[A ]| Their shuffled wills, abortive, vain, intents, 282:02,052[A ]| Fantastic humours, perilous ascents, 282:02,053[A ]| False, empty honours, traitorous delights, 282:02,054[A ]| And whatsoe'r a blind conceit invites; 282:02,055[A ]| But these and more which the weak vermins swell, 282:02,056[A ]| Are couched in this accumulative cell 282:02,057[A ]| Which I could scatter; but the grusging Sun 282:02,058[A ]| Calls home his beams, and warns me to be gone, 282:02,059[A ]| Day leaves me in a double night, and I 282:02,060[A ]| Must bid farewell to my sad library. <60> 282:02,061[A ]| Yet with these notes. Henceforth with thought of thee 282:02,062[A ]| I'll season all succeeding jollity, 282:02,063[A ]| Yet damn not mirth, nor think too much is fit, 282:02,064[A ]| Excess hath no religion, nor wit, 282:02,065[A ]| But should wild blood swell to a lawless strain 282:02,066[A ]| One check from thee shall channel it again. 282:03,000[' ]| 282:03,001[A ]| Thanks mighty Silver! I rejoice to see 282:03,002[A ]| How I have spoiled his thrift, by spending thee. 282:03,003[A ]| Now thou art gone, he courts my wants with more, 282:03,004[A ]| His decoy gold, and bribes me to restore. 282:03,005[A ]| As lesser loadstones with the north consent 282:03,006[A ]| Naturally moving to their element, 282:03,007[A ]| As bodies swarm to the centre, and that fire 282:03,008[A ]| Man stole from heaven, to heaven doth still aspire, 282:03,009[A ]| So this vast crying sum draws in a less, 282:03,010[A ]| And hence this bag more northward laid I guess, <10> 282:03,011[A ]| For 'tis of pole-star force, and in this sphere 282:03,012[A ]| Though the least of many rules the master-bear. 282:03,013[A ]| Prerogative of debts! how he doth dress 282:03,014[A ]| His messages in chink? not an express 282:03,015[A ]| Without a fee for reading, and 'tis fit, 282:03,016[A ]| For gold's the best restorative of wit, 282:03,017[A ]| O how he gilds them o'er! with what delight 282:03,018[A ]| I read those lines, where Angels do indite! 282:03,019[A ]| But wilt have money Og? must I dispurse? 282:03,020[A ]| Will nothing serve thee but a poets' curse? <20> 282:03,021[A ]| Will rob an altar thus? and sweep at once 282:03,022[A ]| What Orpheus-like I forced from stocks and stones? 282:03,023[A ]| 'Twill never swell thy bag, nor ring one peal 282:03,024[A ]| In thy dark chest. Talk not of shreeves, or gaol, 282:03,025[A ]| I fear them not. I have no land to glut 282:03,026[A ]| Thy dirty appetite, and make thee strut 282:03,027[A ]| Nimrod of acres; I'll no speech prepare 282:03,028[A ]| To court the hopeful cormorant, thine heir. 282:03,029[A ]| Yet there's a kingdom, at thy beck, if thou 282:03,030[A ]| But kick this dross, Parnassus' flowery brow <30> 282:03,031[A ]| I'll give thee with my Tempe, and to boot 282:03,032[A ]| That horse which struck a fountain with his foot. 282:03,033[A ]| A bed of roses I'll provide for thee, 282:03,034[A ]| And crystal springs shall drop thee melody; 282:03,035[A ]| The breathing shades we'll haunt, where every leaf 282:03,036[A ]| Shall whisper us asleep, though thou art deaf; 282:03,037[A ]| Those waggish nymphs too which none ever yet 282:03,038[A ]| Durst make love to, we'll teach the loving fit, 282:03,039[A ]| We'll suck the coral of their lips, and feed 282:03,040[A ]| Upon their spicy breath, a meal at need, <40> 282:03,041[A ]| Rove in their amber-tresses, and unfold 282:03,042[A ]| That glistering grove, the curled wood of old, 282:03,043[A ]| Then peep for babies, a new puppet-play, 282:03,044[A ]| And riddle what their prattling eyes would say. 282:03,045[A ]| But here thou must remember to dispurse, 282:03,046[A ]| For without money all this is a curse. 282:03,047[A ]| Thou must for more bags call, and so restore 282:03,048[A ]| This iron-age to gold, as once before; 282:03,049[A ]| This thou must do, and yet this is not all, 282:03,050[A ]| For this the poet would be still in thrall, <50> 282:03,051[A ]| Thou must then (if live thus) my nerst of honey, 282:03,052[A ]| Cancel old bonds, and beg to lend more money. 282:04,000[' ]| 282:04,001[A ]| I wonder, James, through the whole history 282:04,002[A ]| Of ages, such entails of poverty 282:04,003[A ]| Are laid on poets; lawyers (they say) have found 282:04,004[A ]| A trick to cut them, would they were but bound 282:04,005[A ]| To pracrise on us, though for this thing we 282:04,006[A ]| Should pay (if possible) their bribes and fee. 282:04,007[A ]| Search (as thou canst) the old and modern store 282:04,008[A ]| Of Rome and ours, in all the witty score 282:04,009[A ]| Thou shalt not find a rich one; take each clime 282:04,010[A ]| And run o'er all the pilgrimage of time <10> 282:04,011[A ]| Thou'lt meet them poor, and every where descry 282:04,012[A ]| A threadbare, goldless genealogy. 282:04,013[A ]| Nature (it seems) when she meant us for Earth 282:04,014[A ]| Spent so much of her treasure in the birth 282:04,015[A ]| As ever after niggards her, and she, 282:04,016[A ]| Thus stored within, beggars us outwardly. 282:04,017[A ]| Woeful profusion! at how dear a rate 282:04,018[A ]| Are we made up? all hope of thrift and state 282:04,019[A ]| Lost for a verse: when I by thoughts look back 282:04,020[A ]| Into the womb of time, and see the rack <20> 282:04,021[A ]| Stand useless there, until we are produced 282:04,022[A ]| Unto the torture, and our souls infused 282:04,023[A ]| To learn afflictions, I begin to doubt 282:04,024[A ]| That as some tyrants use from their chained rout 282:04,025[A ]| Of slaves to pick out one whom for their sport 282:04,026[A ]| They keep afflicted by some lingering art, 282:04,027[A ]| So we are merely thrown upon the stage 282:04,028[A ]| The mirth of fools, and legend of the age. 282:04,029[A ]| When I see in the ruins of a suit 282:04,030[A ]| Some nobler breast, and his tongue sadly mute <30> 282:04,031[A ]| Feed on the vocal silence of his eye, 282:04,032[A ]| And knowing cannot reach the remedy, 282:04,033[A ]| When souls of baser stamp shine in their store, 282:04,034[A ]| And he of all the throng is only poor, 282:04,035[A ]| When French apes for foreign fashions pay, 282:04,036[A ]| And English legs are dressed the outlandish way, 282:04,037[A ]| So fine too, that they their own shadows woo, 282:04,038[A ]| While he walks in the sad and pilgrim-shoe, 282:04,039[A ]| I'm mad at Fate, and angry even to sin, 282:04,040[A ]| To see deserts and learning clad so thin: <40> 282:04,041[A ]| To think how the earthly usurer can brood 282:04,042[A ]| Upon his bags, and weigh the precious foof 282:04,043[A ]| With palsied hands, as if his soul did fear 282:04,044[A ]| The scales could rob him of what he laid there; 282:04,045[A ]| Like devils that on hid treasures sit, or those 282:04,046[A ]| Whose jealous eyes trust not beyond their nose 282:04,047[A ]| They guard the dirt, and the bright idol hold 282:04,048[A ]| Close, and commit adultery with gold. 282:04,049[A ]| A curse upon their dross! how have we sued 282:04,050[A ]| For a few scattered chips? how oft pursued <50> 282:04,051[A ]| Petitions with a blush, in hope to squeeze 282:04,052[A ]| For their souls' health, more than our wants a piece? 282:04,053[A ]| Their steel-ribbed chests and purse (rust eat them both!) 282:04,054[A ]| Have cost us with much paper many an oath, 282:04,055[A ]| And protestations of such solemn sense, 282:04,056[A ]| As if our souls were sureties for the pence. 282:04,057[A ]| Should we a full night's learned cares present, 282:04,058[A ]| They'll scarce return us one short hour's content, 282:04,059[A ]| 'Las, they're but quibbles, things we poets feign, 282:04,060[A ]| The short-lived squibs and crackers of the brain. <60> 282:04,061[A ]| But we'll be wiser, knowing 'tis not they 282:04,062[A ]| That must redeem the hardship of our way, 282:04,063[A ]| Whether a higher Power, or that star 282:04,064[A ]| Which nearest heaven, is from the earth most far 282:04,065[A ]| Oppress us thus, or angeled from that sphere 282:04,066[A ]| By our strict guardians are kept luckless here, 282:04,067[A ]| It matters not, we shall one day obtain 282:04,068[A ]| Our native and celestial scope again. 282:05,000[' ]| 282:05,001[A ]| Since last we met, thou and thy horse (my dear,) 282:05,002[A ]| Have not so much as drunk, or littered here, 282:05,003[A ]| I wonder, though thy self be thus deceased, 282:05,004[A ]| Thou hast the spite to coffin up thy beast; 282:05,005[A ]| Or is the palfrey sick, and his rough hide 282:05,006[A ]| With the penance of one spur mortified? 282:05,007[A ]| Or taught by thee (like Pythagoras' ox) 282:05,008[A ]| Is than his master grown more orthodox? 282:05,009[A ]| What ever 'tis, a sober cause't must be 282:05,010[A ]| That thus long bars us of thy company. <10> 282:05,011[A ]| The town believes thee lost, and didst thou see 282:05,012[A ]| But half her sufferings, now distressed for thee, 282:05,013[A ]| Thou'dst swear (like Rome) her foul, polluted walls 282:05,014[A ]| Were sacked by Brennus and the savage Gauls. 282:05,015[A ]| Abominable face of things! Here's noise 282:05,016[A ]| Of banged mortars, blue aprons, and boys, 282:05,017[A ]| Pigs, dogs, and drums, with the hoarse hellish notes 282:05,018[A ]| Of politicly-deaf usurers' throats, 282:05,019[A ]| With new fine Wosrships, and the old cast team 282:05,020[A ]| Of Justices vexed with the cough, and phlegm. <20> 282:05,021[A ]| Midst these the Cross looks sad, and in the Shire 282:05,022[A ]| Hall furs of an old Saxon Fox appear, 282:05,023[A ]| With brotherly ruffs and beards, and a strange sight 282:05,024[A ]| Of high monumental hats ta'en at the fight 282:05,025[A ]| Of Eighty-eight; while every Burgess foots 282:05,026[A ]| The mortal pavement in eternal boots. 282:05,027[A ]| Hadst thou been bach'lor, I had soon divined 282:05,028[A ]| Thy close retirements, and monastic mind, 282:05,029[A ]| Perhaps some nymph had been to visit, or 282:05,030[A ]| The beauteous churl was to be waited for, <30> 282:05,031[A ]| And like the Greek, ere you the sport would miss 282:05,032[A ]| You stayed, and stroked the distaff for a kiss. 282:05,033[A ]| But in this age, when thy cool, settled blood 282:05,034[A ]| Is tied t'one flesh, and thou almost grown good, 282:05,035[A ]| I know not how to reach the strange device, 282:05,036[A ]| Except (Domitian like) thou murderest flies; 282:05,037[A ]| Or is't thy piety? for who can tell 282:05,038[A ]| But thou mayst prove devout, and love a cell, 282:05,039[A ]| And (like a badger) with attentive looks 282:05,040[A ]| In the dark hole sit rooting up of books. <40> 282:05,041[A ]| Quick hermit! what a peaceful change hadst thou 282:05,042[A ]| Without the noise of hair-cloth, whip, or vow? 282:05,043[A ]| But is there no redemption? must there be 282:05,044[A ]| No other penance but of liberty? 282:05,045[A ]| Why two months hence, if thou continuest thus 282:05,046[A ]| Thy memory will scarce remain with us, 282:05,047[A ]| The drawers have forgot thee, and exclaim 282:05,048[A ]| They have not seen thee here since Charles his reign, 282:05,049[A ]| Or if they mention thee, like some old man 282:05,050[A ]| That at each word inserts ~~ Sir, as I can <50> 282:05,051[A ]| Remember ~~ So the cypherers puzzle me 282:05,052[A ]| With a dark, cloudy character of thee. 282:05,053[A ]| That (certs!) I fear thou wilt be lost, and we 282:05,054[A ]| Must ask the fathers ere 't be long for thee. 282:05,055[A ]| Come! leave this sullen state, and let not wine 282:05,056[A ]| And precious wit lie dead for want of thine, 282:05,057[A ]| Shall the dull Market-land-lord with his rout 282:05,058[A ]| Of sneaking tenants dirtily swill out 282:05,059[A ]| This harmless liquor? shall they knock and beat 282:05,060[A ]| For sack, only to talk of rye, and wheat? <60> 282:05,061[A ]| O let not such preposterous tippling be 282:05,062[A ]| In our Metropolis, may I ne'er see 282:05,063[A ]| Such tavern-sacrilege, nor lend a line 282:05,064[A ]| To weep the Rapes and Tragedy of wine! 282:05,065[A ]| Here lives that chimic, quick fire which betrays 282:05,066[A ]| Fresh spirits to the blood, and warms our lays, 282:05,067[A ]| I have reserved 'gainst thy approach a cup 282:05,068[A ]| That were thy Muse stark dead, shall raise her up, 282:05,069[A ]| And teach her yet more charming words and skill 282:05,070[A ]| Than ever Celia, Chloris, Astrophil, <70> 282:05,071[A ]| Or any of the threadbare names inspired 282:05,072[A ]| Poor rhyming lovers with a mistress fired. 282:05,073[A ]| Come then! and while the slow icicle hangs 282:05,074[A ]| At the stiff thatch, and winter's frosty pangs 282:05,075[A ]| Benumb the year, blithe (as of old) let us 282:05,076[A ]| 'Midst noise and war, of peace, and mirth discuss. 282:05,077[A ]| This portion thou wert born for: why should we 282:05,078[A ]| Vex at the time's ridiculous misery? 282:05,079[A ]| An age that thus have fooled it self, and will 282:05,080[A ]| (Spite of thy teeth and mine) persist so still. <80> 282:05,081[A ]| Let's sit then at this fire, and while we steal 282:05,082[A ]| A revel in the town, let others seal, 282:05,083[A ]| Purchase or cheat, and who can, let them pay, 282:05,084[A ]| Till those black deeds bring on the darksome day; 282:05,085[A ]| Innocent spenders we! a better use 282:05,086[A ]| Shall wear out our short lease, and leave the obtuse 282:05,087[A ]| Rout to their husks; they and their bags at best 282:05,088[A ]| Have cares in earnest, we care for a jest. 282:06,000[' ]| 282:06,001[A ]| I 'ave read thy soul's fair night-piece, and have seen 282:06,002[A ]| The amours and courtship of the silent Queen, 282:06,003[A ]| Her stol'n descents to Earth, and what did move her 282:06,004[A ]| To juggle first with Heaven, then with a Lover, 282:06,005[A ]| With Latmos' louder rescue, and (alas!) 282:06,006[A ]| To find her out a hue and cry in brass, 282:06,007[A ]| Thy journal of deep mysteries, and sad 282:06,008[A ]| Nocturnal pilgrimage, with thy dreams clad 282:06,009[A ]| In fancies darker than thy cave, thy glass 282:06,010[A ]| Of sleepy draughts, and as thy soul did pass <10> 282:06,011[A ]| In her calm voyage what discourse she heard 282:06,012[A ]| Of spirits, what dark groves and ill-shaped guard 282:06,013[A ]| Ismena led thee through, with thy proud flight 282:06,014[A ]| O'er Periardes, and deep, musing night 282:06,015[A ]| Near fair Eurotas' banks, what solemn green 282:06,016[A ]| The neighbour shades wear, and what forms are seen 282:06,017[A ]| In their large bowers, with that sad path and seat 282:06,018[A ]| Which none but light-heeled nymphs and fairies beat; 282:06,019[A ]| Their solitary life, and how exempt 282:06,020[A ]| From common frailty, the severe contempt <20> 282:06,021[A ]| They have of man, their privilege to live 282:06,022[A ]| A tree, or fountain, and in that reprieve 282:06,023[A ]| What ages they consume, with the sad vale 282:06,024[A ]| Of Diophania, and the mournful tale, 282:06,025[A ]| Of the bleeding vocal Myrtle; these and more 282:06,026[A ]| Thy richer thoughts we are upon the score 282:06,027[A ]| To thy rare fancy for, nor dost thou fall 282:06,028[A ]| From thy first majesty, or ought at all 282:06,029[A ]| Betray consumption, thy full vigorous bays 282:06,030[A ]| Wear the same green, and scorn the lean decays <30> 282:06,031[A ]| Of style, or matter; just so I have known 282:06,032[A ]| Some crystal spring, that from the neighbour down 282:06,033[A ]| Derived her birth, in gentle murmurs steal 282:06,034[A ]| To their next vale, and proudly there reveal 282:06,035[A ]| Her streams in louder accents, adding still 282:06,036[A ]| More noise and waters to her channel, till 282:06,037[A ]| At last swol'n with increase she glides along 282:06,038[A ]| The lawns and meadows in a wanton throng 282:06,039[A ]| Of frothy billows, and in one great name 282:06,040[A ]| Swallows the tributary brooks' drowned fame. <40> 282:06,041[A ]| Nor are they mere inventions, for we 282:06,042[A ]| In the same piece find scattered philosophy 282:06,043[A ]| And hidden, dispersed truths that folded lie 282:06,044[A ]| In the dark shades of deep allegory, 282:06,045[A ]| So neatly weaved, like Arras, they descry 282:06,046[A ]| Fables with truth, fancy with history. 282:06,047[A ]| So that thou hast in this thy curious mould 282:06,048[A ]| Cast that commended mixture wished of old, 282:06,049[A ]| Which shall these contemplations render far 282:06,050[A ]| Less mutable, and lasting as their star, <50> 282:06,051[A ]| And while there is a people, or a sun, 282:06,052[A ]| Endymion's story with the moon shall run. 282:07,000[' ]| 282:07,001[A ]| I am confirmed, and so much wing is given 282:07,002[A ]| To my wild thoughts, that they dare strike at heaven. 282:07,003[A ]| A full year's grief I struggled with, and stood 282:07,004[A ]| Still on my sandy hopes' uncertain good, 282:07,005[A ]| So loath was I to yield, to all those fears 282:07,006[A ]| I still opposed thee, and denied my tears. 282:07,007[A ]| But thou art gone! and the untimely loss 282:07,008[A ]| Like that one day, hath made all others cross. 282:07,009[A ]| Have you seen on some river's flowery brow 282:07,010[A ]| A well-built elm, or stately cedar grow, <10> 282:07,011[A ]| Whose curled tops gilt with the morning-ray 282:07,012[A ]| Beckoned the Sun, and whispered to the day, 282:07,013[A ]| When unexpected from the angry North 282:07,014[A ]| A fatal sullen whirl-wind sallies forth, 282:07,015[A ]| And with a full-mouthed blast rends from the ground 282:07,016[A ]| The shady twins, which rushing scatter round 282:07,017[A ]| Their sighing leaves, whilst overborn with strength, 282:07,018[A ]| Their trembling heads bow to a prostrate length; 282:07,019[A ]| So forced fell he; so immaturely death 282:07,020[A ]| Stifled his able heart and active breath. <20> 282:07,021[A ]| The world scarce knew him yet, his early soul 282:07,022[A ]| Had but new-broke her day, and rather stole 282:07,023[A ]| A sight, than gave one; as if subtly she 282:07,024[A ]| Would learn our stock, but hide his treasury. 282:07,025[A ]| His years (should time lay both his wings and glass 282:07,026[A ]| Unto his charge) could not be summed (alas!) 282:07,027[A ]| To a full score; though in so short a span 282:07,028[A ]| His riper thoughts had purchased more of man 282:07,029[A ]| Than all those worthless livers, which yet quick, 282:07,030[A ]| Have quite outrgone their own arithmetic. <30> 282:07,031[A ]| He seized perfections, and without a dull 282:07,032[A ]| And mossy grey possessed a solid skull, 282:07,033[A ]| No crooked knowledge neither, nor did he 282:07,034[A ]| Wear the friend's name for ends and policy, 282:07,035[A ]| And then lay't by; as those lost youths of the stage 282:07,036[A ]| Who only flourished for the play's short age 282:07,037[A ]| And then retired, like jewels in each part 282:07,038[A ]| He wore his friends, but chiefly at his heart. 282:07,039[A ]| Nor was it only in this he did excel, 282:07,040[A ]| His equal valour could as much, as well. <40> 282:07,041[A ]| He knew no fear but of his God; yet durst 282:07,042[A ]| No injury, nor (as some have) e'er pursed 282:07,043[A ]| The sweat and tears of others, yet would be 282:07,044[A ]| More forward in a royal gallantry 282:07,045[A ]| Than all those vast pretenders, which of late 282:07,046[A ]| Swelled in the ruins of their King and State. 282:07,047[A ]| He weaved not self-ends, and the public good 282:07,048[A ]| Into one piece, nor with the people's blood 282:07,049[A ]| Filled his own veins; in all the doubtful way 282:07,050[A ]| Conscience and Honour ruled him. O that day <50> 282:07,051[A ]| When like the fathers in the fire and cloud 282:07,052[A ]| I missed thy face! I might in every crowd 282:07,053[A ]| See arms like thine, and men advance, but none 282:07,054[A ]| So near to lightening moved, nor so fell on. 282:07,055[A ]| Have you observed how soon the nimble eye 282:07,056[A ]| Brings the object to conceit, and doth so vie 282:07,057[A ]| Performance with the soul, that you would swear 282:07,058[A ]| The act and apprehension both lodged there, 282:07,059[A ]| Just so moved he: like shot his active hand 282:07,060[A ]| Drew blood, ere well the foe could understand. <60> 282:07,061[A ]| But there I lost him. Whether the last turn 282:07,062[A ]| Of thy few sands called on thy hasty urn, 282:07,063[A ]| Or some fierce rapid fate (hid from the eye) 282:07,064[A ]| Hath hurled thee prisoner to some distant sky 282:07,065[A ]| I cannot tell, but that I do believe 282:07,066[A ]| Thy courage such as scorned a base reprieve. 282:07,067[A ]| What ever 'twas, whether that day thy breath 282:07,068[A ]| Suffered a civil or the common death, 282:07,069[A ]| Which I do most suspect, and that I have 282:07,070[A ]| Failed in the glories of so known a grave, <70> 282:07,071[A ]| Though thy loved ashes miss me, and mine eyes 282:07,072[A ]| Had no acquaintance with thy exequies, 282:07,073[A ]| Nor at the last farewell, torn from thy sight 282:07,074[A ]| On the cold sheet have fixed a sad delight, 282:07,075[A ]| Yet what e'er pious hand (in stead of mine) 282:07,076[A ]| Hath done this office to that dust of thine, 282:07,077[A ]| And till thou rise again from thy low bed 282:07,078[A ]| Lent a cheap pillow to thy quiet head, 282:07,079[A ]| Though but a private turf, it can do more 282:07,080[A ]| To keep thy name and memory in store <80> 282:07,081[A ]| Than all those lordly fools which lock their bones 282:07,082[A ]| In the dumb piles of chested brass, and stones. 282:07,083[A ]| Th'art rich in thy own fame, and needest not 282:07,084[A ]| These marble-frailties, nor the gilded blot 282:07,085[A ]| Of posthume honours; there is not one sand 282:07,086[A ]| Sleeps o'er thy grave, but can outbid that hand 282:07,087[A ]| And pencil too, so that of force we must 282:07,088[A ]| Confess their heaps show lesser than thy dust. 282:07,089[A ]| And (blessed soul!) though this my sorrow can 282:07,090[A ]| Add nought to thy perfections, yet as man <90> 282:07,091[A ]| Subject to envy, and the common fate 282:07,092[A ]| It may redeem thee to a fairer date; 282:07,093[A ]| As some blind dial, when the day is done, 282:07,094[A ]| Can tell us at mid-night, There was a sun, 282:07,095[A ]| So these perhaps, though much beneath thy fame, 282:07,096[A ]| May keep some weak remembrance of thy name, 282:07,097[A ]| And to the faith of better times commend 282:07,098[A ]| Thy loyal upright life, and gallant end. 282:07,099[A ]| 7Nomen 7et 7arma 7locum 7servant, 7te, 7amice, 7nequivi 282:07,100[A ]| 7Conspicere. <100> 282:08,000[' ]| 282:08,001[A ]| Here, take again thy sack-cloth! and thank heaven 282:08,002[A ]| Thy courtship hath not killed me; is't not even 282:08,003[A ]| Whether we die by piecemeal, or at once 282:08,004[A ]| Since both but ruin, why then for the nonce 282:08,005[A ]| Didst husband my afflictions, and cast o'er 282:08,006[A ]| Me this forced hurdle to inflame the score? 282:08,007[A ]| Had I near London in this rug been seen 282:08,008[A ]| Without doubt I had executed been 282:08,009[A ]| For some bold Irish spy, and cross a sledge 282:08,010[A ]| Had lain messed up for their four gates and bridge. <10> 282:08,011[A ]| When first I bore it, my oppressed feet 282:08,012[A ]| Would needs persuade me, 'twas some leaden sheet; 282:08,013[A ]| Such deep impressions, and such dangerous holes 282:08,014[A ]| Were made, that I began to doubt my soles, 282:08,015[A ]| And every step (so near necessity) 282:08,016[A ]| Devoutly wished some honest cobbler by, 282:08,017[A ]| Besides it was so short, the Jewish rag 282:08,018[A ]| Seemed circumcised, but had a Gentile shag. 282:08,019[A ]| Hadst thou been with me on that day, when we 282:08,020[A ]| Left craggy Beeston, and the fatal Dee, <20> 282:08,021[A ]| When beaten with fresh storms, and late mishap 282:08,022[A ]| It shared the office of a cloak, and cap, 282:08,023[A ]| To see how 'bout my clouded head it stood 282:08,024[A ]| Like a thick turband, or some lawyer's hood , 282:08,025[A ]| While the stiff, hollow pleats on every side 282:08,026[A ]| Like conduit-pipes rained from the bearded hide, 282:08,027[A ]| I know thou wouldst in spite of that day's fate 282:08,028[A ]| Let loose thy mirth at my new shape and state, 282:08,029[A ]| And with a shallow smile or two profess 282:08,030[A ]| Some Sarazin had lost the clouted dress. <30> 282:08,031[A ]| Didst ever see the good wife (as they say) 282:08,032[A ]| March in her short cloak on the Christening day, 282:08,033[A ]| With what soft motions she salutes the Church, 282:08,034[A ]| And leaves the bedrid mother in the lurch; 282:08,035[A ]| Just so jogged I, while my dull horse did trudge 282:08,036[A ]| Like a circuit-beast plagued with a gouty judge. 282:08,037[A ]| But this was civil. I have since known more 282:08,038[A ]| And worser pranks: one night (as heretofore 282:08,039[A ]| Th'hast known) for want of change (a thing which I 282:08,040[A ]| And Bias used before me) I did lie <40> 282:08,041[A ]| Pure Adamite, and simply for that end 282:08,042[A ]| Resolved, and made this for my bosom-friend. 282:08,043[A ]| O that thou hadst been there next morn, that I 282:08,044[A ]| Might teach thee new Micro-cosmo-graphy! 282:08,045[A ]| Thou wouldst have ta'en me, as I naked stood, 282:08,046[A ]| For one of the seven pillars before the flood, 282:08,047[A ]| Such characters and hieroglyphics were 282:08,048[A ]| In one night worn, that thou mightst justly swear 282:08,049[A ]| I'd slept in cere-cloth, or at Bedlam where 282:08,050[A ]| The mad men lodge in straw, I'll not forbear <50> 282:08,051[A ]| To tell thee all, his wild impress and tricks 282:08,052[A ]| Like Speed's old Britons made me look, or Picts; 282:08,053[A ]| His villainous, biting, wire-embraces 282:08,054[A ]| Had sealed me in more strange forms and faces 282:08,055[A ]| Than children see in dreams, or thou hast read 282:08,056[A ]| In arras, puppet-plays, and ginger-bread, 282:08,057[A ]| With angled schemes, and crosses that bred fear 282:08,058[A ]| Of being handled by some conjurer, 282:08,059[A ]| And nearer thou wouldst think (such strokes were drawn) 282:08,060[A ]| I'd been some rough statue of Fetter-lane, <60> 282:08,061[A ]| Nay, I believe, had I that instant been 282:08,062[A ]| By surgeons or apothecaries seen, 282:08,063[A ]| They had condemned my razed skin to be 282:08,064[A ]| Some walking Herbal, or Anatomy. 282:08,065[A ]| But (thanks to the day!) 'tis off. I'd now advise 282:08,066[A ]| Thee friend to put this piece to merchandize; 282:08,067[A ]| The pedlars of our age have business yet, 282:08,068[A ]| And gladly would against the Fair-day fit 282:08,069[A ]| Themselves with such a roof, that can secure 282:08,070[A ]| Their wares from dogs and cats rained in shower, <70> 282:08,071[A ]| It shall perform; or if this will not do 282:08,072[A ]| 'Twill take the ale-wives sure; 'twill make them two 282:08,073[A ]| Fine rooms of one, and spread upon a stick 282:08,074[A ]| Is a partition without lime or brick. 282:08,075[A ]| Horned obstinacy! how my heart doth fret 282:08,076[A ]| To think what mouths and elbows it would set 282:08,077[A ]| In a wet day! have you for two pence e'er 282:08,078[A ]| Seen King Harry's Chapel at Westminster, 282:08,079[A ]| Where in their dusty gowns of brass and stone 282:08,080[A ]| The judges lie, and marked you how each one <80> 282:08,081[A ]| In sturdy marble-plets about the knee 282:08,082[A ]| Bears up to show his legs and symmetry? 282:08,083[A ]| Just so would this; that I think't weaved upon 282:08,084[A ]| Some stiffnecked Brownist's exercising loom. 282:08,085[A ]| O that thou hadst it when this juggling fate 282:08,086[A ]| Of soldiery first seized me! at what rate 282:08,087[A ]| Would I have bought it then, what was there but 282:08,088[A ]| I would have given for the compendious hut? 282:08,089[A ]| I do not doubt but (if the weight could please,) 282:08,090[A ]| 'Twould guard me better than a Lapland-lease, <90> 282:08,091[A ]| Or a German shirt with enchanted lint 282:08,092[A ]| Stuffed through, and the devil's beard and face weaved in't. 282:08,093[A ]| But I have done. And think not, friend, that I 282:08,094[A ]| This freedom took to jeer thy courtesy, 282:08,095[A ]| I thank thee for't, and I believe my muse 282:08,096[A ]| So known to thee, thou'lt not suspect abuse; 282:08,097[A ]| She did this, 'cause (perhaps) thy love paid thus 282:08,098[A ]| Might with my thanks out-live thy cloak, and us.