051:00,000@@@@@| 051:00,000[' ]| 051:00,000[' ]| 051:00,000[' ]| <12,652 words 1/5/96> 051:00,000[' ]| <11 POEMS BY CHARLES COTTON> 051:00,000[' ]| 051:01,000[' ]| 051:01,001[A ]| Why, let it run! who$6#2$ bids it stay? 051:01,002[A ]| Let us the while be merry; 051:01,003[A ]| Time there in$4$ water creeps away, 051:01,004[A ]| With us it posts in$4$ sherry. 051:01,005[A ]| Time not employed is an empty sound, 051:01,006[A ]| Nor did kind Heaven lend it, 051:01,007[A ]| But that$3$ the glass should quick go round 051:01,008[A ]| And men in$4$ pleasure spend it. 051:01,009[A ]| Then set thy foot, brave boy, to$4$ mine, 051:01,010[A ]| Ply quick to$9$ cure our thinking; 051:01,011[A ]| An hour-glass in$4$ an hour of wine 051:01,012[A ]| Would be but lazy drinking. 051:01,013[A ]| The man that$6#1$ snores the hour-glass out 051:01,014[A ]| Is truly a time-waster; 051:01,015[A ]| But we, who$6#1$ troll this glass about, 051:01,016[A ]| Make him to$9$ post it faster. 051:01,017[A ]| Yet though he flies so$5#1$ fast, some think 051:01,018[A ]| (It is well known to$4$ the sages), 051:01,019[A ]| He will$1$ not refuse to$9$ stay and drink 051:01,020[A ]| And yet perform his stages. 051:01,021[A ]| Time waits us whilst we crown the hearth, 051:01,022[A ]| And dotes on$4$ ruby faces, 051:01,023[A ]| And knows that$3$ this career of mirth 051:01,024[A ]| Will$1$ help to$9$ mend our paces. 051:01,025[A ]| He stays with him that$6#1$ loves good time 051:01,026[A ]| And never does refuse it; 051:01,027[A ]| And only runs away from him 051:01,028[A ]| That$6#1$ knows not how to$9$ use it. 051:01,029[A ]| He only steals by$4$ without noise 051:01,030[A ]| From those in$4$ grief that$6#1$ waste it, 051:01,031[A ]| But lives with the mad roaring boys 051:01,032[A ]| That$6#1$ husband it, and taste it. 051:01,033[A ]| The moralist perhaps may prate 051:01,034[A ]| Of virtue from his reading; 051:01,035[A ]| It is all but stale and foisted chat 051:01,036[A ]| To$4$ men of better breeding. 051:01,037[A ]| Time, to$9$ define it, is the space 051:01,038[A ]| That$6#1$ men enjoy their being; 051:01,039[A ]| It is not the hour, but drinking glass, 051:01,040[A ]| Makes time and life agreeing. 051:01,041[A ]| He wisely does oblige his fate, 051:01,042[A ]| Does cheerfully obey it, 051:01,043[A ]| And is of fops the greatest, that$6#1$ 051:01,044[A ]| By$4$ temperance thinks to$9$ stay it. 051:01,045[A ]| Come, ply the glass then quick about 051:01,046[A ]| To$9$ titillate the gullet; 051:01,047[A ]| Sobriety is no$2$ charm, I doubt, 051:01,048[A ]| Against a cannon-bullet. 051:02,000@@@@@| 051:02,000[' ]| 051:02,001[A ]| Standing upon$4$ the margent of the Main, 051:02,002[A ]| Whilst the high boiling tide came tumbling in$5$, 051:02,003[A ]| I felt my fluctuating thoughts maintain 051:02,004[A ]| As great an ocean, and as rude, within; 051:02,005[A ]| As full of waves, of depths, and broken grounds 051:02,006[A ]| As that$6#2$ which$6#1$ daily laves her chalky bounds. 051:02,007[A ]| Soon could my sad imagination find 051:02,008[A ]| A parallel to$4$ this half-world of flood: 051:02,009[A ]| An ocean by$4$ my walls of earth confined, 051:02,010[A ]| And rivers in$4$ the channels of my blood; 051:02,011[A ]| Discovering man, unhappy man, to$9$ be 051:02,012[A ]| Of this great frame Heaven's epitome. 051:02,013[A ]| There pregnant Argosies with full sails ride 051:02,014[A ]| To$9$ shoot the gulfs of sorrow and despair, 051:02,015[A ]| Of which$6#1$ the love no$2$ pilot has to$9$ guide, 051:02,016[A ]| But to$4$ her sea-born mother steers by$4$ prayer; 051:02,017[A ]| When, oh! the hope her anchor lost, undone, 051:02,018[A ]| Rolls at the mercy of the regent moon. 051:02,019[A ]| It is my adored Diana then must be 051:02,020[A ]| The guideress to$4$ this beaten bark of mine; 051:02,021[A ]| It is she must calm and smooth this troubled sea 051:02,022[A ]| And waft my hope over the vaulting brine: 051:02,023[A ]| Call home thy venture Diana then at last, 051:02,024[A ]| And be as merciful as thou art chaste. 051:03,000@@@@@| 051:03,000[' ]| 051:03,001[A ]| Was ever man of Nature's framing 051:03,002[A ]| So$5#1$ given over to$4$ roving, 051:03,003[A ]| Who$6#1$ have been twenty years a-taming 051:03,004[A ]| By$4$ ways that$6#1$ are not worth the naming, 051:03,005[A ]| And now must die of loving? 051:03,006[A ]| Hell take me if she be not so$5#1$ winning 051:03,007[A ]| That$3$ now I love her mainly, 051:03,008[A ]| And though in$4$ jest at the beginning, 051:03,009[A ]| Yet now I had wondrous fain be sinning, 051:03,010[A ]| And so$5#2$ have told her plainly. 051:03,011[A ]| At which$6#1$ she cries: I do not love her, 051:03,012[A ]| And tells me of her honour; 051:03,013[A ]| Then have I no$2$ way to$9$ disprove her 051:03,014[A ]| And my true passion to$9$ discover 051:03,015[A ]| But straight to$9$ fall upon$4$ her. 051:03,016[A ]| Which$6#1$ done, forsooth, she talks of wedding, 051:03,017[A ]| But what will$1$ that$6#2$ avail her? 051:03,018[A ]| For$3$ though I am old dog at bedding, 051:03,019[A ]| I am yet a man of so$5#1$ much reading, 051:03,020[A ]| That$3$ there I sure shall fail her. 051:03,021[A ]| No$7$, hang me if I ever marry 051:03,022[A ]| Till womankind grow stancher; 051:03,023[A ]| I do delight delights to$9$ vary, 051:03,024[A ]| And love not in$4$ one hulk to$9$ tarry, 051:03,025[A ]| But only trim and launch her. 051:04,000@@@@@| 051:04,000[' ]| 051:04,001[A ]| Chloris, whilst thou and I were free, 051:04,002[A ]| Wedded to$4$ nought but liberty, 051:04,003[A ]| How sweetly happy did we live, 051:04,004[A ]| How free to$9$ promise, free to$9$ give? 051:04,005[A ]| Then, monarchs of ourselves, we might 051:04,006[A ]| Love here, or there, to$9$ change delight, 051:04,007[A ]| And tied to$4$ none, with all dispense, 051:04,008[A ]| Paying each love its recompense. 051:04,009[A ]| But in$4$ that$6#2$ happy freedom we 051:04,010[A ]| Were so$5#1$ improvidently free 051:04,011[A ]| To$9$ give away our liberties; 051:04,012[A ]| And now in$4$ fruitless sorrow pine 051:04,013[A ]| At what we are, what might have been, 051:04,014[A ]| Had thou, or I, or both been wise. 051:05,000@@@@@| 051:05,000[' ]| 051:05,001[A ]| Pish! it is an idle fond excuse, 051:05,002[A ]| And Love, enraged by$4$ this abuse, 051:05,003[A ]| Is deaf to$4$ any longer truce. 051:05,004[A ]| My zeal to$4$ lust you still impute, 051:05,005[A ]| And when I justify my suit 051:05,006[A ]| You tell me: It is forbidden fruit. 051:05,007[A ]| What? though your face be apple-round 051:05,008[A ]| And with a rosy colour crowned, 051:05,009[A ]| Yet, sweet, it is no$2$ apple found. 051:05,010[A ]| Nor have you ought resembling more 051:05,011[A ]| That$6#2$ fatal fruit the tree once bore, 051:05,012[A ]| But that$3$ indeed your heart is a core. 051:05,013[A ]| It is true, the bliss that$6#1$ I would taste 051:05,014[A ]| Is something lower than the waist, 051:05,015[A ]| And in$4$ your garden's centre placed; 051:05,016[A ]| A tree of life, too, I confess, 051:05,017[A ]| Though but arbuscular in$4$ dress, 051:05,018[A ]| Yet not forbidden nevertheless. 051:05,019[A ]| It is a tempting golden tree 051:05,020[A ]| Which$6#1$ all men must desire that$6#1$ see 051:05,021[A ]| Though it concerned eternity. 051:05,022[A ]| Then, since those blessings are thine own, 051:05,023[A ]| Not subject to$4$ contrition, 051:05,024[A ]| Then, fairest, sweetest, grant me one. 051:05,025[A ]| Thy dragon, wrapped in$4$ drowsiness, 051:05,026[A ]| Never thinks whose bed thy beauties bless, 051:05,027[A ]| Nor dreams of his Hesperides. 051:06,000@@@@@| 051:06,000[' ]| 051:06,001[A ]| The cock has crowed an hour ago, 051:06,002[A ]| It is time we now dull sleep forgo; 051:06,003[A ]| Tired Nature is by$4$ sleep redressed 051:06,004[A ]| And labour is overcome by$4$ rest. 051:06,005[A ]| We have outdone the work of Night, 051:06,006[A ]| It is time we rise to$9$ attend the light, 051:06,007[A ]| And, before he shall his beams display, 051:06,008[A ]| To$9$ plot new business for$4$ the day. 051:06,009[A ]| None but the slothful or unsound 051:06,010[A ]| Are by$4$ the sun in$4$ feathers found; 051:06,011[A ]| Nor, without rising with the sun, 051:06,012[A ]| Can the world's business ever be done. 051:06,013[A ]| Hark! Hark! the watchful chanticleer 051:06,014[A ]| Tells us the day's bright harbinger 051:06,015[A ]| Peeps over the eastern hills to$9$ awe 051:06,016[A ]| And warn night's sovereign to$9$ withdraw. 051:06,017[A ]| The morning curtains now are drawn, 051:06,018[A ]| And now appears the blushing dawn; 051:06,019[A ]| Aurora has her roses shed 051:06,020[A ]| To$9$ strew the way Sol's steeds must tread. 051:06,021[A ]| Xanthus and Aethon harnessed are 051:06,022[A ]| To$9$ roll away the burning car, 051:06,023[A ]| And, snorting flame, impatient bear 051:06,024[A ]| The dressing of the charioteer. 051:06,025[A ]| The sable cheeks of sullen Night 051:06,026[A ]| Are streaked with rosy streams of light, 051:06,027[A ]| Whilst she retires away in$4$ fear 051:06,028[A ]| To$9$ shade the other hemisphere. 051:06,029[A ]| The merry lark now takes her wings 051:06,030[A ]| And longed for$5$ day's loud welcome sings, 051:06,031[A ]| Mounting her body out of sight 051:06,032[A ]| As if she meant to$9$ meet the light. 051:06,033[A ]| Now doors and windows are unbarred, 051:06,034[A ]| Each where are cheerful voices heard, 051:06,035[A ]| And round about good morrows fly 051:06,036[A ]| As if Day taught humanity. 051:06,037[A ]| The chimneys now to$9$ smoke begin 051:06,038[A ]| And the old wife sits down to$9$ spin, 051:06,039[A ]| Whilst Kate, taking her pail, does trip 051:06,040[A ]| Mull's swollen and straddling paps to$9$ strip. 051:06,041[A ]| Vulcan now makes his anvil ring, 051:06,042[A ]| Dick whistles loud, and Maud doth sing, 051:06,043[A ]| And Silvio with his bugle horn 051:06,044[A ]| Winds an imprime unto the morn. 051:06,045[A ]| Now through the morning doors behold 051:06,046[A ]| Phobus arrayed in$4$ burning gold; 051:06,047[A ]| Lashing his fiery steeds, displays 051:06,048[A ]| His warm and all enlightening rays. 051:06,049[A ]| Now each one to$4$ his work prepares: 051:06,050[A ]| All that$6#1$ have hands are labourers, 051:06,051[A ]| And manufactures of each trade 051:06,052[A ]| By$4$ opening shops are open laid. 051:06,053[A ]| Hob yokes his oxen to$4$ the team, 051:06,054[A ]| The angler goes unto the stream, 051:06,055[A ]| The woodman to$4$ the purlieus highs, 051:06,056[A ]| And labouring bees to$9$ load their thighs. 051:06,057[A ]| Fair Amarillis drives her flocks 051:06,058[A ]| (All night safe folded from the fox) 051:06,059[A ]| To$4$ flowery downs, where Collin stays 051:06,060[A ]| To$9$ court her with his roundelays. 051:06,061[A ]| The traveller now leaves his inn 051:06,062[A ]| A new day's journey to$9$ begin, 051:06,063[A ]| As he would post it with the day, 051:06,064[A ]| And early rising makes good way. 051:06,065[A ]| The slick faced schoolboy satchel takes 051:06,066[A ]| And with slow pace small riddance makes; 051:06,067[A ]| For$3$ why, the haste we make, you know, 051:06,068[A ]| To$4$ knowledge and to$4$ virtue is slow. 051:06,069[A ]| The fore-horse gingles on$4$ the road, 051:06,070[A ]| The waggoner lugs on$5$ his load, 051:06,071[A ]| The field with busy people snies, 051:06,072[A ]| And city rings with various cries. 051:06,073[A ]| The world is now a busy swarm, 051:06,074[A ]| All doing good, or doing harm; 051:06,075[A ]| But let us take heed our acts be true, 051:06,076[A ]| For$3$ Heaven's eye sees all we do. 051:06,077[A ]| None can that$6#2$ piercing sight evade: 051:06,078[A ]| It penetrates the darkest shade; 051:06,079[A ]| And sin, though it could escape the eye 051:06,080[A ]| Would be discovered by$4$ the cry. 051:07,000@@@@@| 051:07,000[' ]| 051:07,001[A ]| You squires of the shade that$6#1$ love to$9$ tread 051:07,002[A ]| In$4$ gloomy night when Day is in$4$ bed, 051:07,003[A ]| That$6#1$ court the Moon, supposing she 051:07,004[A ]| Likes such a watchful industry: 051:07,005[A ]| Read here a story, it will$1$ make 051:07,006[A ]| Your eyelids droop when she is awake. 051:07,007[A ]| It is not the horrid noise of wars, 051:07,008[A ]| Consequent chances, wounds and scars, 051:07,009[A ]| The dangers of the foaming deep, 051:07,010[A ]| Nor all the bugbear Fates that$6#1$ keep 051:07,011[A ]| Fond men in$4$ awe, hobgoblins, sprites, 051:07,012[A ]| Dire dreams in$4$ dark and tedious nights, 051:07,013[A ]| A troubled conscience, nor the sense 051:07,014[A ]| Of man's despairing diffidence, 051:07,015[A ]| That$6#1$ can present so$5#1$ sad a face 051:07,016[A ]| Of black affliction, as this place. 051:07,017[A ]| The sneaking rascals, lousy whores, 051:07,018[A ]| The creaking of the dismal doors, 051:07,019[A ]| That$6#2$ stink of stinks that$6#1$ fumes within 051:07,020[A ]| (Symptoms of beasts that$6#1$ dwell therein) 051:07,021[A ]| So$5#1$ rot the air, Chameleons could 051:07,022[A ]| Not live unpoisoned with such food. 051:07,023[A ]| There is reason for$4$ it: no$2$ mortal can 051:07,024[A ]| Step from the excrement of man. 051:07,025[A ]| And that$6#2$ which$6#1$ should however be sweet 051:07,026[A ]| Is like$4$ the rest: I mean, their meat; 051:07,027[A ]| The locusts of the wilderness 051:07,028[A ]| Are sweetmeats to$4$ their nasty mess. 051:07,029[A ]| I could say more; the place provokes me, 051:07,030[A ]| But that$3$ the vile tobacco chokes me. 051:08,000@@@@@| 051:08,000[' ]| 051:08,001[A ]| Know then with horses twain, one sound, one lame, 051:08,002[A ]| On$4$ Sunday's eve I to$4$ St%*Alban's came, 051:08,003[A ]| Where, finding by$4$ my body's lusty state 051:08,004[A ]| I could not hold out home at that$6#2$ slow rate, 051:08,005[A ]| I found a coachman who$6#1$, my case bemoaning, 051:08,006[A ]| With three stout geldings, and one able stoning, 051:08,007[A ]| For$4$ eight good pounds did bravely undertake, 051:08,008[A ]| Or for$4$ my own, or for$4$ my money's sake, 051:08,009[A ]| Through thick and thin, fall out what could befall, 051:08,010[A ]| To$9$ bring me safe and sound to$4$ Basford hall. 051:08,011[A ]| Which$6#1$ having drank upon$4$, he bid good night, 051:08,012[A ]| And (Heaven forgive us), with the morning's light, 051:08,013[A ]| Not fearing God, nor his vice gerent constable, 051:08,014[A ]| We roundly rolling were the road to$4$ Dunstable, 051:08,015[A ]| Which$6#1$, as they chimed to$4$ prayers, we trotted through, 051:08,016[A ]| And before eleven ten minutes came unto 051:08,017[A ]| The town that$6#1$ Brickhill height, where we did rest, 051:08,018[A ]| And dined indifferent well both man and beast. 051:08,019[A ]| Betwixt two and four to$4$ Stratford it was well driven, 051:08,020[A ]| And came to$4$ Tocester to$9$ lodge at even. 051:08,021[A ]| Next day we dined at Dunchurch, and did lie 051:08,022[A ]| That$6#2$ night four miles on$4$ our side Coventry. 051:08,023[A ]| Tuesday at noon at Lichfeild town we baited, 051:08,024[A ]| But there some friends, who$6#1$ long that$6#2$ hour had waited, 051:08,025[A ]| So$5#1$ long detained me, that$3$ my charioteer 051:08,026[A ]| Could drive that$6#2$ night but to$4$ Uttoxiter. 051:08,027[A ]| And there the Wednesday, being market day, 051:08,028[A ]| I was constrained with some kind lads to$9$ stay 051:08,029[A ]| Tippling till afternoon, which$6#1$ made it night 051:08,030[A ]| When from my hero's tower I saw the light 051:08,031[A ]| Of her flambeaux, and fancied as we drave 051:08,032[A ]| Each rising hillock was a swelling wave, 051:08,033[A ]| And that$3$ I swimming was in$4$ Neptune's spite 051:08,034[A ]| To$4$ my long longed for$4$ harbour of delight. 051:08,035[A ]| And now I am here set down again in$4$ peace 051:08,036[A ]| After my troubles, business, voyages, 051:08,037[A ]| The same dull northern clod I was before, 051:08,038[A ]| Gravely enquiring how ewes are a score, 051:08,039[A ]| How the hay harvest and the corn was got, 051:08,040[A ]| And if or no$5$ there is like$5$ to$9$ be a rot; 051:08,041[A ]| Just the same sot I was before I removed, 051:08,042[A ]| Nor by$4$ my travel, nor the court, improved; 051:08,043[A ]| The same old-fashioned squire, no$2$ wit refined, 051:08,044[A ]| And shall be wiser when the Devil is blind. 051:08,045[A ]| But find all here too in$4$ the self same state, 051:08,046[A ]| And now begin to$9$ live at the old rate, 051:08,047[A ]| To$9$ bub old ale, which$6#1$ nonsense does create, 051:08,048[A ]| Write lewd epistles, and sometimes translate 051:08,049[A ]| Old tales of tubs, of Guyenne and Provence, 051:08,050[A ]| And keep a clutter with the old blades of France, 051:08,051[A ]| As D'Avenant did with those of Lombardy, 051:08,052[A ]| Which$6#1$ any will$1$ receive, but none will$1$ buy, 051:08,053[A ]| And that$6#1$ has set H%*B% and me awry. 051:08,054[A ]| My river still through the same channel glides, 051:08,055[A ]| Clear from the tumult, salt, and dirt of tides, 051:08,056[A ]| And my poor fishing house, my seat's best grace, 051:08,057[A ]| Stands firm and faithful in$4$ the self same place 051:08,058[A ]| I left it four months since, and ten to$4$ one 051:08,059[A ]| I go a-fishing before two days are gone. 051:08,060[A ]| So$3$ that$3$ (my friend) I nothing want but thee 051:08,062[A ]| To$9$ make me happy as I would wish to$9$ be; 051:08,063[A ]| And sure a day will$1$ come I shall be blessed 051:08,064[A ]| In$4$ his enjoyment whom my heart loves best; 051:08,065[A ]| Which$6#1$ when it comes will$1$ raise me above men 051:08,066[A ]| Greater than crowned monarchs are, and then 051:08,067[A ]| I will$1$ not exchange my cottage for$4$ Whitehall, 051:08,068[A ]| Windsor, the Louvre, or the Escurial. 051:09,000@@@@@| 051:09,000[' ]| 051:09,000[' ]| 051:09,001[A ]| You that$6#1$ the city life embrace, 051:09,002[A ]| And in$4$ those tumults run your race 051:09,003[A ]| Under the aspect of the celestial face 051:09,004[A ]| Of your bright lady; 051:09,005[A ]| You, that$6#1$ to$4$ masks and plays resort 051:09,006[A ]| As if you would rebuild the court, 051:09,007[A ]| We here can match you with our country sport, 051:09,008[A ]| As near as may be. 051:09,009[A ]| For$3$, though it is good to$9$ be so$5#1$ nigh 051:09,010[A ]| Rich wine and excellent company, 051:09,011[A ]| Yet, John, those pleasures you full dear do buy 051:09,012[A ]| Some times and seasons 051:09,013[A ]| For$3$ you but tributaries are, 051:09,014[A ]| Awed by$4$ the furious men of war; 051:09,015[A ]| We country bumpkins then are happier far 051:09,016[A ]| For$4$ many reasons. 051:09,017[A ]| First, we have here no$2$ bawling duns, 051:09,018[A ]| Nor those fierce things ycleped bums, 051:09,019[A ]| No$2$ cuckold constable or watch here comes 051:09,020[A ]| To$9$ apprehend us. 051:09,021[A ]| And then we have no$2$ unwholesome dames 051:09,022[A ]| To$9$ broil us in$4$ their bawdy flames, 051:09,023[A ]| Nor need enquire after physician's names 051:09,024[A ]| That$6#1$ may befriend us. 051:09,025[A ]| And next, we have excelling ale, 051:09,026[A ]| Most high and mighty, strong and stale; 051:09,027[A ]| And, when we go, we need no$2$ other bail 051:09,028[A ]| Than our own word, sir. 051:09,029[A ]| When you all day are fain to$9$ sit, 051:09,030[A ]| Send paper pellets of small wit, 051:09,031[A ]| Your tickets; and, when none of them will$1$ hit, 051:09,032[A ]| Pawn cloak or sword, sir. 051:09,033[A ]| Then we outdo your beauties that$6#1$ 051:09,034[A ]| You entertain with cost and chat, 051:09,035[A ]| That$6#1$ make you spend your precious time and fat, 051:09,036[A ]| And yet are steadfast. 051:09,037[A ]| We here have homely willing Winn, 051:09,038[A ]| With bucksome Bess, and granting Jinn, 051:09,039[A ]| All full and plump without, and warm within, 051:09,040[A ]| That$6#1$ cracked the bed fast. 051:09,041[A ]| And then, for$4$ mirth, we have much more 051:09,042[A ]| Than you, for$4$ all your various store, 051:09,043[A ]| For$3$ we prefer bagpipes, so$5#1$ loud, before 051:09,044[A ]| Lute, or Cremona. 051:09,045[A ]| We caper with Tom*Thump in$4$ the hall, 051:09,046[A ]| Measures beyond courant or branle; 051:09,047[A ]| And when we want a match, for$4$ Ciceley call, 051:09,048[A ]| A roba*bona. 051:09,049[A ]| We have two errant knights so$5#1$ stout 051:09,050[A ]| As honest Hobinol and Clout, 051:09,051[A ]| With many another stiff and sturdy lout 051:09,052[A ]| That$6#1$ play at wasters, 051:09,053[A ]| Shoe the wild mare, and lick the board, 051:09,054[A ]| That$6#1$ for$4$ stiff tuck or cutting sword, 051:09,055[A ]| For$4$ man or woman care not of a turd, 051:09,056[A ]| But their own masters. 051:09,057[A ]| Thus every of our petty toys 051:09,058[A ]| Outvies your greatest dear bought joys; 051:09,059[A ]| Then to$4$ thy freedom from the city noise, 051:09,060[A ]| I will$1$ drink a beer jack. 051:09,061[A ]| And now the spring comes on$5$ apace, 051:09,062[A ]| Sweet flowers crown the earth's green face, 051:09,063[A ]| Nor can I doubt, but thou wilt have the grace 051:09,064[A ]| To$9$ wish thee here, Jack. 051:10,000@@@@@| 051:10,000[' ]| 051:10,000[' ]| 051:10,001[A ]| Hence two miles east does a fourth wonder lie, 051:10,002[A ]| Worthy the greatest curiosity, 051:10,003[A ]| Called Elden Hole; but such a dreadful place 051:10,004[A ]| As will$1$ procure a tender Muse her grace 051:10,005[A ]| In$4$ the description if she chance to$9$ fail, 051:10,006[A ]| When my hand trembles, and my cheeks turn pale. 051:10,007[A ]| Betwixt a verdant mountain's falling flanks, 051:10,008[A ]| And within bounds of easy swelling banks 051:10,009[A ]| That$6#1$ hem the wonder in$5$ on$4$ either side, 051:10,010[A ]| A formidable scissure gapes so$5#1$ wide, 051:10,011[A ]| Steep, black, and full of horror, that$3$ who$6#1$ dare 051:10,012[A ]| Looks down into the chasm and keeps his hair 051:10,013[A ]| From lifting off his hat, either has none, 051:10,014[A ]| Or for$4$ more modish curls cashiers his own. 051:10,015[A ]| It were injurious, I must confess, 051:10,016[A ]| By$4$ mine to$9$ measure braver courages; 051:10,017[A ]| But when I peep into it, I must declare 051:10,018[A ]| My heart still beats and eyes with horror stare; 051:10,019[A ]| And he that$6#1$, standing on$4$ the brink of Hell, 051:10,020[A ]| Can carry it so$5#1$ unconcerned, and well, 051:10,021[A ]| As to$9$ betray no$2$ fear, is, certainly, 051:10,022[A ]| A better Christian, or a worse, than I. 051:10,023[A ]| This yawning mouth is thirty paces long, 051:10,024[A ]| Scarce half so$5#1$ wide, within lined through with strong 051:10,025[A ]| Continuous walls of solid perpend stone: 051:10,026[A ]| A gulf wide, steep, black, and a dreadful one, 051:10,027[A ]| Which$6#1$ few, that$6#1$ come to$9$ see it, dare come near, 051:10,028[A ]| And the most daring still approach with fear. 051:10,029[A ]| Having with terror here beheld a space 051:10,030[A ]| The ghastly aspect of this dangerous place, 051:10,031[A ]| Critical passengers usually sound 051:10,032[A ]| How deep the threatening gulf goes underground 051:10,033[A ]| By$4$ tumbling down stones sought throughout the field 051:10,034[A ]| As great as the officious boors can wield, 051:10,035[A ]| Of which$6#1$ such millions of tons are thrown 051:10,036[A ]| That$3$ in$4$ a country, almost all of stone, 051:10,037[A ]| About the place they something scarce are grown. 051:10,038[A ]| But, being brought, down they are condemned to$9$ go, 051:10,039[A ]| When, silence being made, and ears laid low, 051:10,040[A ]| The first is turned off, which$6#1$, as it parts the air, 051:10,041[A ]| A kind of sighing makes as if it were 051:10,042[A ]| Capable of that$6#2$ useless passion, fear, 051:10,043[A ]| Till the first hit strikes the astonished ear 051:10,044[A ]| Like$4$ thunder underground; thence it invades, 051:10,045[A ]| With louder thunders, those Tartarean shades, 051:10,046[A ]| Which$6#1$ groan forth horror at each ponderous stroke 051:10,047[A ]| The unnatural issue gives the parent rock; 051:10,048[A ]| Whilst, as it strikes, the sound by$4$ turns we note 051:10,049[A ]| When nearer flat, sharper when more remote, 051:10,050[A ]| As the hard walls, on$4$ which$6#1$ it strikes, are found 051:10,051[A ]| Fit to$9$ reverberate the bellowing sound; 051:10,052[A ]| When, after falling long, it seems to$9$ hiss 051:10,053[A ]| Like$4$ the old serpent in$4$ the dark abyss; 051:10,054[A ]| Till Echo, tired with posting, does refuse 051:10,055[A ]| To$9$ carry to$4$ the inquisitive perdues, 051:10,056[A ]| That$6#1$ couchant lie above, the trembling news. 051:10,057[A ]| And there ends our intelligence, how far 051:10,058[A ]| It travails further, no-one can declare; 051:10,059[A ]| Though if it rested here the place might well 051:10,060[A ]| Sure be accepted for$4$ a miracle. 051:10,061[A ]| Your guide to$4$ all these wonders never fails 051:10,062[A ]| To$9$ entertain you with ridiculous tales 051:10,063[A ]| Of this strange place: one of a goose thrown in$5$ 051:10,064[A ]| Which$6#1$ out of Peaks*Arse two miles off was seen 051:10,065[A ]| Shell naked sally, rifled of her plume, 051:10,066[A ]| By$4$ which$6#1$ a man may lawfully presume 051:10,067[A ]| The owner was a woman grave and wise, 051:10,068[A ]| Could know her goose again in$4$ that$6#2$ disguise. 051:10,069[A ]| Another lying tale the people tell, 051:10,070[A ]| And without smiling, of a ponderous bell 051:10,071[A ]| By$4$ a long rope let down the pit to$9$ sound: 051:10,072[A ]| When many hundred fathoms underground 051:10,073[A ]| It stopped; but though they made their sinews crack 051:10,074[A ]| All the men there could not once move it back, 051:10,075[A ]| Till, after some short space, the plundered line 051:10,076[A ]| With scores of curious knots made wondrous fine 051:10,077[A ]| Came up$5$ amain with easy motion: 051:10,078[A ]| But for$4$ the jangling plummet, that$6#2$ was gone. 051:10,079[A ]| But with these idle fables feigned of old, 051:10,080[A ]| Some modern truths, and sad ones too are told: 051:10,081[A ]| One of that$6#2$ mercenary fool exposed 051:10,082[A ]| His life for$4$ gold to$9$ explore what lies enclosed 051:10,083[A ]| In$4$ this obscure vacuity, and tell 051:10,084[A ]| Of stranger sights than Theseus saw in$4$ Hell; 051:10,085[A ]| But the poor wretch paid for$4$ his thirst of gain, 051:10,086[A ]| For$3$ being craned up$5$ with a distempered brain, 051:10,087[A ]| A faltering tongue, and a wild staring look 051:10,088[A ]| (Whether by$4$ damps not known, or horror struck), 051:10,089[A ]| He raving languished a few days, and then 051:10,090[A ]| Died, peradventure to$9$ go down again. 051:10,091[A ]| Now this man was confederate with mischance 051:10,092[A ]| Against his own life, his whole inheritance, 051:10,093[A ]| Which$6#1$ bates the pity human nature bears 051:10,094[A ]| To$4$ poor involuntary sufferers: 051:10,095[A ]| But the sad tale of his severer fate 051:10,096[A ]| Whose story is next, compassion must create 051:10,097[A ]| In$4$ savages and in$4$ the silent deep, 051:10,098[A ]| Make the hard marble, that$6#1$ destroyed him, weep. 051:10,099[A ]| A stranger, to$4$ this day from whence not known, 051:10,100[A ]| Travelling this wild country all alone 051:10,101[A ]| And by$4$ the night surprised, by$4$ destiny 051:10,102[A ]| (If such a thing, and so$5#1$ unkind there be) 051:10,103[A ]| Was guided to$4$ a village near this place, 051:10,104[A ]| Where, asking at a house how far it was 051:10,105[A ]| To$4$ such a town, and being told so$5#2$ far; 051:10,106@w | Will$1$ you, my friend, to$9$ oblige a traveller, 051:10,107[A ]| Says the benighted stranger, 051:10,107@w | be so$5#1$ kind 051:10,108@w | As to$9$ conduct me thither; you will$1$ bind 051:10,109@w | My gratitude forever, and in$4$ hand, 051:10,110@w | Shall presently receive what you will$1$ demand. 051:10,111[A ]| The fellow hummed and hawed, and scratched his pate, 051:10,112[A ]| And, to$9$ draw on$5$ good wages, said it was late, 051:10,113[A ]| And grew so$5#1$ dark, that$3$ though he knew the way, 051:10,114[A ]| He durst not be so$5#1$ confident to$9$ say 051:10,115[A ]| He might not miss it in$4$ so$5#1$ dark a night; 051:10,116[A ]| But if his worship would be pleased to$9$ alight, 051:10,117[A ]| And let him call a friend, he made no$2$ doubt 051:10,118[A ]| But one of them would surely find it out. 051:10,119[A ]| The traveller, well pleased at any rate 051:10,120[A ]| To$9$ have so$5#1$ expert guides, dismounted straight, 051:10,121[A ]| Giving his horse up$5$ to$4$ the treacherous slave 051:10,122[A ]| Who$6#1$, having housed him, forthwith fell to$9$ heave 051:10,123[A ]| And poise the portmanteau, which$6#1$, finding freight 051:10,124[A ]| At either end with lumps of tempting weight, 051:10,125[A ]| The Devil and he made but a short dispute 051:10,126[A ]| About the thing they soon did execute: 051:10,127[A ]| For$3$ calling the other rogue, who$6#1$ long had been 051:10,128[A ]| His accomplice in$4$ preceding acts of sin, 051:10,129[A ]| He tells him of the prize, sets out the gain, 051:10,130[A ]| Shows how secure and easy to$9$ obtain; 051:10,131[A ]| Which$6#1$ pressed so$5#1$ home, where was so$5#1$ little need, 051:10,132[A ]| The stranger's ruin quickly was decreed. 051:10,133[A ]| Thus to$4$ the poor proscribed the villains go, 051:10,134[A ]| And with joint confidence assure him so$5#2$ 051:10,135[A ]| That$3$ with his hap to$9$ meet such friends content 051:10,136[A ]| He put himself into their hands, and went. 051:10,137[A ]| The guilty night as if she would express 051:10,138[A ]| Confederacy with such black purposes, 051:10,139[A ]| The sparkling hemisphere had overspread 051:10,140[A ]| With darkest vapours from foul Lerna bred; 051:10,141[A ]| The world was hushed, all save a sighing wind, 051:10,142[A ]| That$6#1$ might have warned a more presaging mind, 051:10,143[A ]| When these two sons of Satan, thus agreed, 051:10,144[A ]| With seeming wariness, and care proceed, 051:10,145[A ]| All the while mixing their amusing chat 051:10,146[A ]| With frequent cautions of this step and that$6#2$; 051:10,147[A ]| Till, having some six hundred paces gone, 051:10,148@w | Master, here is but a scurvy grip, 051:10,148[A ]| says one 051:10,149[A ]| Of the damned rogues (and he said very right). 051:10,150@w | Pray for$4$ more safety, sir, be pleased to$9$ alight, 051:10,151@w | And let him lead your horse a little space 051:10,152@w | Till you are past this one uneven place. 051:10,153@w | You will$1$ need to$9$ light no$2$ more, I will$1$ warrant you; 051:10,154[A ]| And still this instrument of Hell said true. 051:10,155[A ]| Forthwith alights the innocent trepanned; 051:10,156[A ]| One leads his horse, the other takes his hand, 051:10,157[A ]| And, with a show of care, conducts him thus 051:10,158[A ]| To$4$ these steep thresholds of black Erebus. 051:10,159[A ]| And there (O act of horror, which$6#1$ outvies 051:10,160[A ]| The direst of inhumane cruelties!) 051:10,161[A ]| Let me (my Muse) repeat it without sin: 051:10,162[A ]| The barbarous villain pushed him headlong in$5$. 051:10,163[A ]| The frighted wretch, having no$2$ time to$9$ speak, 051:10,164[A ]| Forced his distended throat in$4$ such a skriek 051:10,165[A ]| As, by$4$ the shrillness of the doleful cry, 051:10,166[A ]| Pierced through and through the immense inanity, 051:10,167[A ]| Informing so$5#2$ the half dead faller's ear 051:10,168[A ]| What he must suffer, what he had to$9$ fear, 051:10,169[A ]| When, at the very first befriending knock, 051:10,170[A ]| His trembling brains smeared the Tarpeian rock. 051:10,171[A ]| The shattered carcass downward rattles fast, 051:10,172[A ]| Whilst, thence dismissed, the soul with greater haste 051:10,173[A ]| From those infernal mansions does remove 051:10,174[A ]| And mounts to$9$ seek the happy seats above. 051:10,175[A ]| What bloody Arab of the fellest breed, 051:10,176[A ]| What but the yet more fell Iudaen seed 051:10,177[A ]| Could once have meditated such a deed? 051:10,178[A ]| But one of these Heaven's vengeance did before long 051:10,179[A ]| Call to$9$ account for$4$ this poor creature's wrong, 051:10,180[A ]| Who$6#1$, hanged for$4$ other crimes, amongst the rest 051:10,181[A ]| This horrid murder at his death confessed; 051:10,182[A ]| Whilst the other rogue, to$4$ Justice's foul disgrace, 051:10,183[A ]| Yet lives, it is said unquestioned, near the place. 051:10,184[A ]| How deep this gulf does travel underground, 051:10,185[A ]| Though there have been attempts, was never found; 051:10,186[A ]| But I myself, with half the peak surrounded, 051:10,187[A ]| Eight hundred, fourscore, and four yards have sounded, 051:10,188[A ]| And, though of these fourscore returned back wet, 051:10,189[A ]| The plummet drew, and found no$2$ bottom yet; 051:10,190[A ]| Though when I went again another day 051:10,191[A ]| To$9$ make a further, and a new essay, 051:10,192[A ]| I could not get the lead down half the way. 051:11,000@@@@@| 051:11,000[' ]| 051:11,001[A ]| In$4$ this cold monument lies one 051:11,002[A ]| That$6#1$ I know who$6#1$ has lain upon$4$ 051:11,003[A ]| The happier he: her sight would charm, 051:11,004[A ]| And touch have kept King David warm. 051:11,005[A ]| Lovely, as is the dawning east, 051:11,006[A ]| Was this marble's frozen guest; 051:11,007[A ]| As soft, and snowy, as that$6#2$ down 051:11,008[A ]| Adorns the blow balls frizzled crown; 051:11,009[A ]| As straight and slender as the crest 051:11,010[A ]| Or antlet of the one beamed beast; 051:11,011[A ]| Pleasant as the odorous month of May; 051:11,012[A ]| As glorious, and as light as day. 051:11,013[A ]| Whom I admired, as soon as knew, 051:11,014[A ]| And now her memory pursue 051:11,015[A ]| With such a superstitious lust 051:11,016[A ]| That$3$ I could fumble with her dust. 051:11,017[A ]| She all perfections had, and more, 051:11,018[A ]| Tempting, as if designed a whore, 051:11,019[A ]| For$3$ so$5#2$ she was; and since there are 051:11,020[A ]| Such, I could wish them all as fair. 051:11,021[A ]| Pretty she was, and young, and wise, 051:11,022[A ]| And in$4$ her calling so$5#1$ precise 051:11,023[A ]| That$3$ industry had made her prove 051:11,024[A ]| The sucking school mistress of love; 051:11,025[A ]| And Death, ambitious to$9$ become 051:11,026[A ]| Her pupil, left his ghastly home 051:11,027[A ]| And, seeing how we used her here, 051:11,028[A ]| The raw boned rascal ravished her. 051:11,029[A ]| Who$6#1$, pretty soul, resigned her breath, 051:11,030[A ]| To$9$ seek new lechery in$4$ death. 051:12,000@@@@@| 051:12,000[' ]| 051:12,000[' ]| 051:12,001[A ]| Pox of your doting coxcomb, was there ever 051:12,002[A ]| So$5#1$ old a lover and so$5#1$ young a giver? 051:12,003[A ]| A pair of spectacles! who$6#2$ the devil but thee 051:12,004[A ]| Could have found out such a disparity? 051:12,005[A ]| There were to$9$ oblige thy love far better ways: 051:12,006[A ]| A lump of sugar, or her name in$4$ bays, 051:12,007[A ]| A row of pins, a baby, or a purse, 051:12,008[A ]| Or what as fit had been, a hobby horse, 051:12,009[A ]| A valentine, hadst thou not wanted blood 051:12,010[A ]| To$9$ paint it with, would have been full as good. 051:12,011[A ]| Thy old seal ring, thy grandam's pleated gown, 051:12,012[A ]| A boon-grace to$9$ preserve her from the sun; 051:12,013[A ]| Or anything rather than a dull pair 051:12,014[A ]| Of second eyes, these must deform thy fair. 051:12,015[A ]| I see thou fain wouldst blast her in$4$ her prime 051:12,016[A ]| To$9$ parallel thy age before her time. 051:12,017[A ]| What ~~ dost thou think thy mistress can not see 051:12,018[A ]| Without such helps thy full deformity? 051:12,019[A ]| Thy shaking noddle and thy dropping nose 051:12,020[A ]| Whence the moist philtre is salt rheum that$6#1$ flows? 051:12,021[A ]| Thy stooping shoulders and thy trembling hands, 051:12,022[A ]| Thy bursten belly and thy crinkling hams? 051:12,023[A ]| Thy spider's legs and thy clubbed corny feet, 051:12,024[A ]| That$6#2$ stink, though grown so$5#1$ dry they can not sweat? 051:12,025[A ]| Or wouldst thou have thy love a bugbear be 051:12,026[A ]| To$9$ fright the boys in$4$ snavelling like$4$ thee? 051:12,027[A ]| Or is it to$9$ stop her sense she may not smell 051:12,028[A ]| The tainted winds that$6#1$ in$4$ thy bowels swell 051:12,029[A ]| Until they burst in$4$ cracks, nor snuff the scent 051:12,030[A ]| Thy nasty, suppurated issues vent? 051:12,031[A ]| I am content to$9$ think this gift was brought 051:12,032[A ]| In$4$ mirth and given her for$4$ a merry-thought. 051:12,033[A ]| Are they to$9$ mend her sight or dim her eyes 051:12,034[A ]| So$5#2$ to$9$ eclipse her sight from seeing these? 051:12,035[A ]| It was thy good nature made thee give such ware, 051:12,036[A ]| And so$3$ in$4$ truth the present was most rare. 051:12,037[A ]| For$3$ the great kindness of this gift implies 051:12,038[A ]| Thou lovst thy mistress better than thine eyes. 051:12,039[A ]| If to$9$ find out thou ever hadst design 051:12,040[A ]| A present fit to$9$ offer at her shrine, 051:12,041[A ]| Thou shouldst have bought the sun, that$6#2$ day of light, 051:12,042[A ]| And all the twinkling beauties of the night; 051:12,043[A ]| And yet those glories of that$6#2$ arched scene 051:12,044[A ]| Had been for$4$ her an offering too mean. 051:12,045[A ]| Embroidered waistcoats, Spanish gloves, or plate, 051:12,046[A ]| Watches or jewels might become her state; 051:12,047[A ]| But couldst thou find out no$2$ allurement else ~~ 051:12,048[A ]| A pair of nasty horn-set spectacles? 051:12,049[A ]| Where were thy wits, old fool? She might have borne 051:12,050[A ]| With them, if set in$4$ Amalthea's horn; 051:12,051[A ]| And had those green-glass orbs been cut from some 051:12,052[A ]| Of the crystal sphere, they might her eyes become. 051:12,053[A ]| The case might have passed too if made it were 051:12,054[A ]| Of the embroidered girdle of the next sphere: 051:12,055[A ]| But such a wretched rogue, with such an itch, 051:12,056[A ]| Never made love to$4$ any wrinkled witch. 051:12,057[A ]| Sure thou has heard that$3$ love is blind and thou 051:12,058[A ]| By$4$ this device wouldst be a Cupid too. 051:12,059[A ]| A pleasant plot in$4$ faith! Thou wouldst be then 051:12,060[A ]| A pretty boy of threescore years and ten. 051:12,061[A ]| Or thou hadst laid them by$5$, and wanting light 051:12,062[A ]| Bestowdst them for$4$ some gem as well thou might. 051:12,063[A ]| Or else amazed by$4$ the lustre of her face 051:12,064[A ]| Mistaking gavest them for$4$ a looking glass. 051:12,065[A ]| However, whether thou didst, or didst not see, 051:12,066[A ]| I wish instead of them thou hadst given her me. 051:13,000@@@@@| 051:13,000[' ]| 051:13,001[A ]| Oh for$4$ a lasting wind, that$3$ I may rail 051:13,002[A ]| At this vile cormorant, this harpy-male, 051:13,003[A ]| That$6#1$ can, with such an hungry haste, devour 051:13,004[A ]| A year's provision in$4$ one short-lived hour. 051:13,005[A ]| Prodigious calf of Pharaoh's lean-ribbed kine 051:13,006[A ]| That$6#1$ swallowest beef, at every bit a chine, 051:13,007[A ]| Yet are thyself so$5#1$ meagre men may see 051:13,008[A ]| Approaching famine in$4$ thy physiognomy. 051:13,009[A ]| The world may yet rejoice thou wert not one 051:13,010[A ]| That$6#1$ shared Jove's mercy with Deucalion: 051:13,011[A ]| Had he thy grinders trusted in$4$ that$6#2$ boat 051:13,012[A ]| Where the whole world's epitome did float, 051:13,013[A ]| Clean and unclean had died, the earth found a want 051:13,014[A ]| Of her irrational inhabitant: 051:13,015[A ]| It is doubted there their fury had not ceased 051:13,016[A ]| But of the human part too made a feast. 051:13,017[A ]| How fruitless then had been heaven's charity? 051:13,018[A ]| No$2$ man on$4$ earth had lived, nor beast but thee. 051:13,019[A ]| Hadst thou been one to$9$ feed upon$4$ the fare 051:13,020[A ]| Stored by$4$ old Priam for$4$ the Grecian war, 051:13,021[A ]| He and his sons had soon been made a prey ~~ 051:13,022[A ]| Troy's ten years' siege had lasted but one day ~~ 051:13,023[A ]| Or thou mightst have preserved them, and at once 051:13,024[A ]| Chopped up$5$ Achilles and his myrmidons. 051:13,025[A ]| Hadst thou been Bell, sure thou hadst saved the lives 051:13,026[A ]| Of the cheating priests, their children and their wives, 051:13,027[A ]| But at this rate it would be a heavy tax 051:13,028[A ]| For$4$ Hercules himself to$9$ clean thy jakes. 051:13,029[A ]| Oh that$3$ kind heaven to$9$ give to$4$ thee would please 051:13,030[A ]| An ostrich-maw for$3$ then we should have peace. 051:13,031[A ]| Swords then or shining engines would be none: 051:13,032[A ]| No$2$ guns, to$9$ thunder out destruction, 051:13,033[A ]| No$2$ rugged shackles would be extant them, 051:13,034[A ]| Nor tedious grates that$6#1$ limit free-born men, 051:13,035[A ]| But thy gut-pregnant womb thy paws do fill 051:13,036[A ]| With spoils of nature's good and not her ill. 051:13,037[A ]| It was the Inns of Court's improvidence to$9$ own 051:13,038[A ]| Thy wolvish carcase for$4$ a son of the gown: 051:13,039[A ]| The danger of thy jaws they never foresaw 051:13,040[A ]| For$3$, faith! I think thou hast devoured the law. 051:13,041[A ]| No$2$ wonder thou art complained of by$4$ the rout 051:13,042[A ]| When very curs begin to$9$ smell thee out. 051:13,043[A ]| The reasons Southwark rings with howlings are 051:13,044[A ]| Because thou robbst the bull-dogs of their share. 051:13,045[A ]| Beastly consumer, not content to$9$ eat 051:13,046[A ]| Thy wholesome quarters destined for$4$ men's meat, 051:13,047[A ]| But excrement and all; nor wilt thou bate 051:13,048[A ]| One entrail to$9$ inform us of thy fate, 051:13,049[A ]| Which$6#1$ will$1$ I hope be such an ugly death 051:13,050[A ]| As hungry beggars can in$4$ cursings breath. 051:13,051[A ]| But I have done ~~ my muse can scold no$2$ more: 051:13,052[A ]| She to$4$ the bearward's sentence turns thee over, 051:13,053[A ]| And since so$5#1$ great is thy stomach's tyranny, 051:13,054[A ]| For$4$ writing this, pray God thou eat not me. 051:14,000@@@@@| 051:14,000[' ]| 051:14,001[A ]| How with ill nature does this world abound, 051:14,002[A ]| When I, who$6#1$ ever thought myself most sound 051:14,003[A ]| And free from that$6#2$ infection, now must choose 051:14,004[A ]| Out you (my Lord) whom least I should abuse 051:14,005[A ]| To$9$ trouble with a tempest who$6#1$ have none 051:14,006[A ]| In$4$ your firm breast to$9$ afflict you of your own. 051:14,007[A ]| But since of friendship it the nature is 051:14,008[A ]| In$4$ any accident that$6#1$ falls amiss, 051:14,009[A ]| Whether of sorrow, terror, loss or pain, 051:14,010[A ]| Caused or by$4$ men or fortune, to$9$ complain 051:14,011[A ]| To$4$ those who$6#1$ of our ills have deepest sense 051:14,012[A ]| And in$4$ whose favour we have most confidence, 051:14,013[A ]| Pardon, if in$4$ a storm I here engage 051:14,014[A ]| Your calmer thoughts, and on$4$ a sea whose rage, 051:14,015[A ]| When but a little moved, as far outbraves 051:14,016[A ]| The tamer mutinies of Adria's waves, 051:14,017[A ]| As they when worst for$4$ Neptune to$9$ appease, 051:14,018[A ]| The softest curls of most pacific seas; 051:14,019[A ]| And though I am vain enough half to$9$ believe 051:14,020[A ]| My danger will$1$ some little trouble give 051:14,021[A ]| I yet more vainly fancy it will$1$ advance 051:14,022[A ]| Your pleasure too for$4$ my deliverance. 051:14,023[A ]| It was now that$6#2$ time of year of all the rest 051:14,024[A ]| For$4$ slow but certain navigation best. 051:14,025[A ]| The earth had dressed herself so$5#1$ fine and gay 051:14,026[A ]| That$3$ all the world, our little world, was May. 051:14,027[A ]| The sea too had put on$5$ his smoothest face ~~ 051:14,028[A ]| Clear, slick and even as a looking glass. 051:14,029[A ]| The rugged winds were locked up$5$ in$4$ their gaols 051:14,030[A ]| And were but zephyrs whispered in$4$ the sails. 051:14,031[A ]| All nature seemed to$9$ court us to$4$ our woe 051:14,032[A ]| (Good God! can elements dissemble too?) 051:14,033[A ]| Whilst we, secure, considered not the whiles 051:14,034[A ]| That$3$ greatest treasons lie concealed in$4$ smiles. 051:14,035[A ]| Aboard we went and soon were under sail 051:14,036[A ]| But with so$5#1$ small an over-modest gale 051:14,037[A ]| And to$4$ our virgin canvas so$5#1$ unkind 051:14,038[A ]| As not to$9$ swell their laps with so$5#1$ much wind 051:14,039[A ]| As common courtship would in$4$ breeding pay 051:14,040[A ]| To$4$ maids less buxom and less trim than they. 051:14,041[A ]| But of this calm we could not long complain, 051:14,042[A ]| For$3$ scarcely were we got out to$4$ the main 051:14,043[A ]| From the still harbour but a league, no$2$ more, 051:14,044[A ]| When the false wind (that$6#1$ seemed so$5#1$ chaste before) 051:14,045[A ]| The ship's laced smock began to$9$ stretch and tear, 051:14,046[A ]| Not like$4$ a suitor but a ravisher; 051:14,047[A ]| As if delight were lessened by$4$ consent 051:14,048[A ]| And tasted worse for$4$ being innocent. 051:14,049[A ]| A sable curtain, in$4$ a little space, 051:14,050[A ]| Of thick wove clouds was drawn over Phoebus face, 051:14,051[A ]| He might not see the horror of the fight 051:14,052[A ]| Nor we the comfort of his heavenly light. 051:14,053[A ]| Then, as this darkness had the signal been 051:14,054[A ]| At which$6#1$ the furious storm was to$9$ begin, 051:14,055[A ]| Heaven's loud artillery began to$9$ play 051:14,056[A ]| And with pale flashes made a dreadful day. 051:14,057[A ]| The centre shook by$4$ these, the ocean 051:14,058[A ]| In$4$ hills of brine to$9$ swell and heave began, 051:14,059[A ]| Which$6#1$ growing mountains, as they rolling hit, 051:14,060[A ]| To$9$ surge and foam each other broke and split, 051:14,061[A ]| Like$4$ men, who$6#1$, in$4$ intestine storms of state, 051:14,062[A ]| Strike any they nor know, nor yet for$4$ what; 051:14,063[A ]| But with the stream of fury headlong run 051:14,064[A ]| To$4$ war, they know not how nor why begun. 051:14,065[A ]| In$4$ this disorder straight the winds forlorn 051:14,066[A ]| Which$6#1$ had lain ambushed all the flattering morn 051:14,067[A ]| With unexpected fury rushes in$5$ 051:14,068[A ]| The ruffling skirmish rudely to$9$ begin. 051:14,069[A ]| The sea with thunder-claps alarmed before, 051:14,070[A ]| Assaulted thus anew, began to$9$ roar 051:14,071[A ]| In$4$ waves that$6#1$, striving which$6#1$ should fastest run, 051:14,072[A ]| Crowded themselves into confusion. 051:14,073[A ]| At which$6#1$ advantage Aeolus brought on$5$ 051:14,074[A ]| His large spread wings and main battalion, 051:14,075[A ]| When by$4$ opposing shores the flying foe, 051:14,076[A ]| Forced back against the enemy to$9$ flow, 051:14,077[A ]| So$5#1$ great a conflict followed, as if here 051:14,078[A ]| The enraged enemies embattled were; 051:14,079[A ]| Not only one another to$9$ subdue 051:14,080[A ]| But to$9$ destroy themselves and nature too. 051:14,081[A ]| To$9$ paint this horror to$4$ the life, weak art 051:14,082[A ]| Must want a hand, humanity a heart, 051:14,083[A ]| And I, the bare relation whilst I make, 051:14,084[A ]| Methinks am brave, my hand does still not shake; 051:14,085[A ]| For$3$ surely since men first in$4$ planks of wood 051:14,086[A ]| Themselves committed to$4$ the faithless flood, 051:14,087[A ]| Men born and bred at sea, did never behold 051:14,088[A ]| Neptune in$4$ such prodigious furrows rolled. 051:14,089[A ]| Those winds, which$6#1$ with the loudest terror roar, 051:14,090[A ]| Never so$5#1$ stretched their lungs and cheeks before; 051:14,091[A ]| Nor on$4$ this floating stage has ever been 051:14,092[A ]| So$5#1$ black a scene of dreadful ruin seen. 051:14,093[A ]| Poor yacht, in$4$ such a sea how canst thou live; 051:14,094[A ]| What ransom would not thy pale tenants give 051:14,095[A ]| To$9$ be set down on$4$ the most desperate shore, 051:14,096[A ]| Where serpents hiss, tigers and lions roar, 051:14,097[A ]| And where the men inhumane savages 051:14,098[A ]| Are yet worst vermin, greater brutes than these? 051:14,099[A ]| Who$6#2$ would not for$4$ a danger that$6#1$ may be 051:14,100[A ]| Exchange a certain ruin that$6#1$ they see? 051:14,101[A ]| For$3$ such unto our reason or our fear 051:14,102[A ]| Ours did in$4$ truth most manifest appear; 051:14,103[A ]| And how could we expect a better end 051:14,104[A ]| When winds and seas seemed only to$9$ contend 051:14,105[A ]| Not which$6#1$ should conquer other in$4$ this war 051:14,106[A ]| But in$4$ our wreck which$6#2$ should have greatest share? 051:14,107[A ]| The winds were all let loose upon$4$ the main 051:14,108[A ]| And every wind that$6#1$ blew a hurricane; 051:14,109[A ]| Nereus's whole power too mustered seemed to$9$ be, 051:14,110[A ]| Wave upon$4$ wave, and every wave a sea. 051:14,111[A ]| Of our small bark gusts rushed the trembling sides 051:14,112[A ]| Against vast billows that$6#1$ contained whole tides, 051:14,113[A ]| Which$6#1$ in$4$ disdainful fury beat her back 051:14,114[A ]| With such a force as made her stout sides crack 051:14,115[A ]| Against others that$6#1$ in$4$ crowds came rolling in$5$ 051:14,116[A ]| As if they meant their liquid walls between 051:14,117[A ]| To$9$ engage the wretched hulk and crunch her flat 051:14,118[A ]| And make her squeeze to$4$ death her dying freight. 051:14,119[A ]| Sometimes she on$4$ a mountain's ridge would ride 051:14,120[A ]| And from that$6#2$ height her gliding keel then slide 051:14,121[A ]| Into a gulf yawning and deep as hell 051:14,122[A ]| Whilst we were swooning all the time we fell; 051:14,123[A ]| Then by$4$ another billow raised so$5#1$ high 051:14,124[A ]| As if the sea would dart her into the sky 051:14,125[A ]| To$9$ be a pinnace to$4$ the argosy; 051:14,126[A ]| Then down a precipice so$5#1$ low and steep 051:14,127[A ]| As it had been the bottom of the deep: 051:14,128[A ]| Thus whilst we up$5$ and down, and to*and*fro, 051:14,129[A ]| Were miserably tossed and bandied so$5#2$ 051:14,130[A ]| It was strange our little pink, though never so$5#1$ tight 051:14,131[A ]| Could weather so$5#2$, and keep herself upright; 051:14,132[A ]| Or was not sunk with weight of our despair, 051:14,133[A ]| For$3$ hope, alas, could find no$2$ anchoring there. 051:14,134[A ]| Her prow and poop, starboard and larboard side 051:14,135[A ]| Being with these elements so$5#1$ hotly plied, 051:14,136[A ]| It was no$2$ less than a miracle her seams 051:14,137[A ]| Not ripped and opened, and her very beams 051:14,138[A ]| Continued faithful in$4$ those loud extremes; 051:14,139[A ]| That$3$ her tall masts, so$5#1$ often bowed and bent 051:14,140[A ]| With gust on$4$ gust, were not already spent; 051:14,141[A ]| That$3$ all or anything indeed withstood 051:14,142[A ]| A sea so$5#1$ hollow, such a high-wrought flood. 051:14,143[A ]| Here, where no$2$ seaman's art nor strength avails, 051:14,144[A ]| Where use of compass, rudder, or of sails 051:14,145[A ]| There now was none, the mariners all stood 051:14,146[A ]| Bloodless and cold as we; or, though they could 051:14,147[A ]| Something, perhaps, have helped in$4$ such a stress, 051:14,148[A ]| Were everyone astonished nevertheless 051:14,149[A ]| To$4$ that$6#2$ degree they either had no$2$ heart 051:14,150[A ]| Their art to$9$ use, or had forgot their art. 051:14,151[A ]| Meanwhile the miserable passengers 051:14,152[A ]| With sighs the hardest, the more soft with tears, 051:14,153[A ]| Mercy of Heaven in$4$ various accents craved, 051:14,154[A ]| But after drowning hoping to$9$ be saved. 051:14,155[A ]| How oft by$4$ fear of dying did we die, 051:14,156[A ]| And every death a death of cruelty, 051:14,157[A ]| Worse than worst cruelties provoked impose 051:14,158[A ]| On$4$ the most hated, most offending foes? 051:14,159[A ]| We fancied death riding on$4$ every wave, 051:14,160[A ]| And every hollow seemed a gaping grave: 051:14,161[A ]| All things we saw such horror did present, 051:14,162[A ]| And of all dying too were so$5#1$ intent, 051:14,163[A ]| Everyone thought himself already dead 051:14,164[A ]| And that$3$ for$4$ him the tears he saw were shed. 051:14,165[A ]| Such as had not the courage to$9$ behold 051:14,166[A ]| Their danger above deck, within the hold 051:14,167[A ]| Uttered such groans in$4$ that$6#2$ their floating grave 051:14,168[A ]| As even unto terror terror gave; 051:14,169[A ]| Whilst those above pale, dead, and cold appear 051:14,170[A ]| Like$4$ ghosts in$4$ Charon's boat that$6#1$ sailing were. 051:14,171[A ]| The last day's dread which$6#1$ none can comprehend 051:14,172[A ]| But to$4$ weak fancy only recommend 051:14,173[A ]| To$9$ form the dreadful image from sick fear, 051:14,174[A ]| That$3$ fear and fancy both were heightened here 051:14,175[A ]| With such a face of horror, as alone 051:14,176[A ]| Was fit to$9$ prompt imagination 051:14,177[A ]| Or to$9$ create it where there had been none. 051:14,178[A ]| Such, as from under hatches thrust a head 051:14,179[A ]| To$9$ enquire what new, seemed rising from the dead, 051:14,180[A ]| Whilst those who$6#1$ stayed above, bloodless with fear 051:14,181[A ]| And ghastly look, as they new risen were. 051:14,182[A ]| The bold and timorous, with like$2$ horror struck, 051:14,183[A ]| Were not to$9$ be distinguished by$4$ their look; 051:14,184[A ]| And he who$6#1$ could the greatest courage boast 051:14,185[A ]| However within looked still as like$4$ a ghost. 051:14,186[A ]| Ten hours in$4$ this rude tempest we were tossed 051:14,187[A ]| And every moment gave ourselves for$4$ lost, 051:14,188[A ]| Heaven knows how ill prepared for$4$ sudden death; 051:14,189[A ]| When the rough winds as they had been out of breath, 051:14,190[A ]| Now seemed to$9$ pant, and panting to$9$ retreat; 051:14,191[A ]| The waves with gentler force against us beat; 051:14,192[A ]| The sky cleared up$5$, the sun again shone bright, 051:14,193[A ]| And gave us once again new life and light. 051:14,194[A ]| We could again bear sail in$4$ those rough seas: 051:14,195[A ]| The sea-men now resume their offices. 051:14,196[A ]| Hope warms us now anew, anew the heart 051:14,197[A ]| Did to$4$ our cheeks some streaks of blood impart; 051:14,198[A ]| And in$4$ two hours, or very little more, 051:14,199[A ]| We came to$4$ anchor faulcon-shot from shore, 051:14,200[A ]| The very same we left the morn before; 051:14,201[A ]| Where now in$4$ a yet working sea, and high, 051:14,202[A ]| Until the wind shall veer, we rolling lie, 051:14,203[A ]| Resting secure from present fear; but then 051:14,204[A ]| The dangers we escaped must tempt again; 051:14,205[A ]| Which$6#1$ if again I safely shall get through 051:14,206[A ]| (And sure I know the worst the sea can do) 051:14,207[A ]| So$5#1$ soon as I shall touch my native land, 051:14,208[A ]| I will$1$ thence ride post to$9$ kiss your lordship's hand. 051:15,000@@@@@| 051:15,000[' ]| 051:15,001[A ]| How easy is his life and free 051:15,002[A ]| Who$6#1$ urged by$4$ no$2$ necessity 051:15,003[A ]| Eats cheerful bread and over night does pay 051:15,004[A ]| For$4$ next day's crapula. 051:15,005[A ]| No$2$ suitor such a mean estate 051:15,006[A ]| Invites to$9$ be importunate, 051:15,007[A ]| No$2$ supple flatterer robbing villain or 051:15,008[A ]| Obstreperous creditor 051:15,009[A ]| This man does need no$2$ bolts nor locks 051:15,010[A ]| Nor needs he start when any knocks 051:15,011[A ]| But may on$4$ careless pillow lie and snore 051:15,012[A ]| With a wide open door. 051:15,013[A ]| Trouble and danger wealth attend, 051:15,014[A ]| An useful but a dangerous friend, 051:15,015[A ]| Who$6#1$ makes us pay before we can be released, 051:15,016[A ]| Quadruple interest. 051:15,017[A ]| Let us live today then for$4$ tomorrow 051:15,018[A ]| The fool's too provident will$1$ borrow 051:15,019[A ]| A thing, which$6#1$ through chance or infirmity, 051:15,020[A ]| It is odds he never may see. 051:15,021[A ]| Spend all then before you go to$4$ heaven, 051:15,022[A ]| So$3$ with the world you will$1$ make even; 051:15,023[A ]| And men discharge by$4$ dying nature's score, 051:15,024[A ]| Which$6#1$ done we owe no$2$ more. 051:16,000@@@@@| 051:16,000[' ]| 051:16,001[A ]| The day grows hot and darts his rays 051:16,002[A ]| From such a sure and killing place 051:16,003[A ]| That$3$ this half world are fain to$9$ fly 051:16,004[A ]| The danger of his burning eye. 051:16,005[A ]| His early glories were benign, 051:16,006[A ]| Warm to$9$ be felt, bright to$9$ be seen, 051:16,007[A ]| And all was comfort, but who$6#1$ can 051:16,008[A ]| Endure him when meridian. 051:16,009[A ]| Of him we as of kings complain 051:16,010[A ]| Who$6#1$ mildly do begin to$9$ reign 051:16,011[A ]| But, to$4$ the zenith got of power, 051:16,012[A ]| Those whom they should protect devour. 051:16,013[A ]| Has not another Phaeton 051:16,014[A ]| Mounted the chariot of the sun, 051:16,015[A ]| And, wanting art to$9$ guide his horse, 051:16,016[A ]| Is hurried from the sun's due course? 051:16,017[A ]| If this hold on$5$, our fertile lands 051:16,018[A ]| Will$1$ soon be turned to$4$ parched sands 051:16,019[A ]| And not an onion that$6#1$ will$1$ grow 051:16,020[A ]| Without a Nile to$9$ overflow. 051:16,021[A ]| The grazing herds now droop and pant, 051:16,022[A ]| Even without labour fit to$9$ faint, 051:16,023[A ]| And willingly forsook their meat 051:16,024[A ]| To$9$ seek out cover from the heat. 051:16,025[A ]| The lagging ox is now unbound 051:16,026[A ]| From larding the new turned-up ground, 051:16,027[A ]| Whilst Hobbinol, alike over-laid, 051:16,028[A ]| Takes his coarse dinner to$4$ the shade. 051:16,029[A ]| Cellars and grottos now are best 051:16,030[A ]| To$9$ eat and drink in$5$, or to$9$ rest, 051:16,031[A ]| And not a soul above is found 051:16,032[A ]| Can find a refuge under ground. 051:16,033[A ]| When pagan tyranny grew hot 051:16,034[A ]| Thus persecuted Christians got 051:16,035[A ]| Into the dark but friendly womb 051:16,036[A ]| Of unknown, subterranean Rome. 051:16,037[A ]| And as that$6#2$ heat did cool at last, 051:16,038[A ]| So$3$, a few scorching hours overpassed, 051:16,039[A ]| In$4$ a more mild and temperate ray 051:16,040[A ]| We may again enjoy the day. 051:17,000@@@@@| 051:17,040[' ]| 051:17,001[A ]| The day is grown old, the fainting sun 051:17,002[A ]| Has but a little way to$9$ run, 051:17,003[A ]| And yet his steeds, with all his skill, 051:17,004[A ]| Scarce lug the chariot down the hill. 051:17,005[A ]| With labour spent and thirst oppressed 051:17,006[A ]| Whilst they strain hard to$9$ gain the West, 051:17,007[A ]| From fetlocks hot drops melted light 051:17,008[A ]| Which$6#1$ turn to$4$ meteors in$4$ the night. 051:17,009[A ]| The shadows now so$5#1$ long do grow 051:17,010[A ]| That$3$ brambles like$4$ tall cedars show, 051:17,011[A ]| Molehills seem mountains, and the ant 051:17,012[A ]| Appears a monstrous elephant. 051:17,013[A ]| A very little little flock 051:17,014[A ]| Shades thrice the ground that$6#1$ it would stock; 051:17,015[A ]| Whilst the small stripling following them 051:17,016[A ]| Appears a mighty Polypheme. 051:17,017[A ]| These being brought into the fold 051:17,018[A ]| And by$4$ the thrifty master told, 051:17,019[A ]| He thinks his wages are well paid 051:17,020[A ]| Since none are either lost or strayed. 051:17,021[A ]| Now lowing herds are each-where heard, 051:17,022[A ]| Chains rattle in$4$ the villains' yard; 051:17,023[A ]| The cart is on$4$ tail set down to$9$ rest 051:17,024[A ]| Bearing on$4$ high the cuckold's crest. 051:17,025[A ]| The hedge is stripped, the clothes brought in$5$; 051:17,026[A ]| Nought is left without should be within; 051:17,027[A ]| The bees are hived, and hum their charm, 051:17,028[A ]| Whilst every house does seem a swarm. 051:17,029[A ]| The cock now to$4$ the roost is pressed, 051:17,030[A ]| For$3$ he must call up$5$ all the rest; 051:17,031[A ]| The sow is fast pegged within the sty 051:17,032[A ]| To$9$ still her squeaking progeny. 051:17,033[A ]| Each one has had his supping mess; 051:17,034[A ]| The cheese is put into the press; 051:17,035[A ]| The pans and bowls, clean scalded all, 051:17,036[A ]| Reared up$5$ against the milk-house wall. 051:17,037[A ]| And now on$4$ benches all are sat 051:17,038[A ]| In$4$ the cool air to$9$ sit and chat, 051:17,039[A ]| Till Phoebus dipping in$4$ the west 051:17,040[A ]| Shall lead the world the way to$4$ rest. 051:18,000@@@@@| 051:18,000[' ]| 051:18,001[A ]| The sun is set and gone to$9$ sleep 051:18,002[A ]| With the fair princess of the deep, 051:18,003[A ]| Whose bosom is his cool retreat 051:18,004[A ]| When fainting with his proper heat. 051:18,005[A ]| His steeds their flaming nostrils cool 051:18,006[A ]| In$4$ spume of the Cerulan pool; 051:18,007[A ]| Whilst the wheels dip their hissing naves 051:18,008[A ]| Deep in$4$ Columbus's western waves; 051:18,009[A ]| From whence great rolls of smoke arise 051:18,010[A ]| To$9$ overshade the beauteous skies, 051:18,011[A ]| Who$6#1$ bid the world's bright eye adieu 051:18,012[A ]| In$4$ gelid tears of falling dew. 051:18,013[A ]| And now, from the Iberian vales, 051:18,014[A ]| Night's sable steeds her chariot hales, 051:18,015[A ]| Where double cypress curtains screen 051:18,016[A ]| The gloomy, melancholic queen. 051:18,017[A ]| These, as the higher mount the sky, 051:18,018[A ]| Ravish all colour from the eye 051:18,019[A ]| And leave it but an useless glass, 051:18,020[A ]| Which$6#1$ few, or no$2$, reflections grace. 051:18,021[A ]| The crystal arch over Pindus's crown 051:18,022[A ]| Is on$4$ a sudden dusky grown, 051:18,023[A ]| And all is with funeral black overspread, 051:18,024[A ]| As if the day, which$6#1$ sleeps, were dead. 051:18,025[A ]| No$2$ ray of light the heart to$9$ cheer 051:18,026[A ]| But little twinkling stars appear, 051:18,027[A ]| Which$6#1$ like$4$ faint dying embers lie, 051:18,028[A ]| Fit nor to$9$ work nor travel by$5$. 051:18,029[A ]| Perhaps to$4$ him they torches are 051:18,030[A ]| Who$6#1$ guide night's sovereign's drowsy car, 051:18,031[A ]| And him they may befriend so$5#1$ near 051:18,032[A ]| But as they neither light nor cheer. 051:18,033[A ]| Or else those little sparks of light 051:18,034[A ]| Are nails that$6#1$ tyre the wheels of night, 051:18,035[A ]| Which$6#1$ to$4$ new stations still are brought 051:18,036[A ]| As they roll over the gloomy vault. 051:18,037[A ]| Or nails that$6#1$ arm the horses' hoof, 051:18,038[A ]| Which$6#1$, trampling over the marble roof 051:18,039[A ]| And striking fire in$4$ the air, 051:18,040[A ]| We mortals call a shooting star. 051:18,041[A ]| That$6#2$ is all the light we now receive, 051:18,042[A ]| Unless what belching vulcans give, 051:18,043[A ]| And those yield such a kind of light 051:18,044[A ]| As adds more horror to$4$ the night. 051:18,045[A ]| Nyctimine, now freed from day, 051:18,046[A ]| From sullen bush flies out to$9$ prey 051:18,047[A ]| And does with ferret note proclaim 051:18,048[A ]| The arrival of the usurping dame. 051:18,049[A ]| The rail now crakes in$4$ fields and meads; 051:18,050[A ]| Toads now forsake the nettle-beds; 051:18,051[A ]| The timorous hare goes to$4$ relief; 051:18,052[A ]| And wary men bolt out the thief. 051:18,053[A ]| The fire is new raked, and heath swept clean 051:18,054[A ]| By$4$ Madge, the dirty kitchen quean; 051:18,055[A ]| The safe is locked, the mouse-trap set, 051:18,056[A ]| The leaven laid, and bucking wet. 051:18,057[A ]| Now, in$4$ false floors and roofs above, 051:18,058[A ]| The lustful cats make ill-tuned love; 051:18,059[A ]| The ban-dog on$4$ the dunghill lies, 051:18,060[A ]| And watchful nurse sings lullabies. 051:18,061[A ]| Philomel chants it whilst she bleeds; 051:18,062[A ]| The bittern booms it in$4$ the reeds; 051:18,063[A ]| And, reynard entering the back yard, 051:18,064[A ]| The Capitolian cry is heard. 051:18,065[A ]| The goblin now the fool alarms; 051:18,066[A ]| Hags meet to$9$ mumble over their charms; 051:18,067[A ]| The night-mare rides the dreaming ass; 051:18,068[A ]| And fairies trip it on$4$ the grass. 051:18,069[A ]| The drunkard now supinely snores; 051:18,070[A ]| His load of ale sweats through his pores: 051:18,071[A ]| Yet when he wakes the swine shall find 051:18,072[A ]| A crapula remains behind. 051:18,073[A ]| The sober now and chaste are blessed 051:18,074[A ]| With sweet and with refreshing rest; 051:18,075[A ]| And to$4$ sound sleeps they have best pretence 051:18,076[A ]| Have greatest share of innocence. 051:18,077[A ]| We should so$5#2$ live then that$3$ we may 051:18,078[A ]| Fearless put off our clots and clay, 051:18,079[A ]| And travel through death's shades to$4$ light; 051:18,080[A ]| For$3$ every day must have its night. 051:19,000@@@@@| 051:19,000[' ]| 051:19,001[A ]| Heaven, what an age is this! what race 051:19,002[A ]| Of giants are sprung up$5$, that$6#1$ dare 051:19,003[A ]| Thus fly in$4$ the Almighty's face 051:19,004[A ]| And with his providence make war! 051:19,005[A ]| I can go nowhere but I meet 051:19,006[A ]| With malcontents and mutineers, 051:19,007[A ]| As if in$4$ life was nothing sweet 051:19,008[A ]| And we must blessings reap in$4$ tears. 051:19,009[A ]| O senseless man, that$6#1$ murmurs still 051:19,010[A ]| For$4$ happiness and does not know 051:19,011[A ]| Even though he might enjoy his will$0$ 051:19,012[A ]| What he would have to$9$ make him so$5#2$. 051:19,013[A ]| Is it true happiness to$9$ be 051:19,014[A ]| By$4$ undiscerning fortune placed 051:19,015[A ]| In$4$ the most eminent degree 051:19,016[A ]| Where few arrive and none stand fast? 051:19,017[A ]| Titles and wealth are fortune's toils 051:19,018[A ]| Wherewith the vain themselves ensnare: 051:19,019[A ]| The great are proud of borrowed spoils, 051:19,020[A ]| The miser's plenty breeds his care. 051:19,021[A ]| The one supinely yawns at rest, 051:19,022[A ]| The other eternally doth toil, 051:19,023[A ]| Each of them equally a beast 051:19,024[A ]| A pampered horse, or labouring moil. 051:19,025[A ]| The titulado is oft disgraced 051:19,026[A ]| By$4$ public hate or private frown, 051:19,027[A ]| And he whose hand the creature raised 051:19,028[A ]| Has yet a foot to$9$ kick him down. 051:19,029[A ]| The drudge who$6#1$ would all get, all save, 051:19,030[A ]| Like$4$ a brute beast both feeds and lies: 051:19,031[A ]| Prone to$4$ the earth he digs his grave 051:19,032[A ]| And in$4$ the very labour dies. 051:19,033[A ]| Excess of ill got, ill kept pelf 051:19,034[A ]| Does only death and danger breed, 051:19,035[A ]| Whilst one rich worldling starves himself 051:19,036[A ]| With what would thousand others feed. 051:19,037[A ]| By$4$ which$6#1$ we see what wealth and power, 051:19,038[A ]| Although they make men rich and great, 051:19,039[A ]| The sweets of life do often sour 051:19,040[A ]| And gull ambition with a cheat. 051:19,043[A ]| Nor is he happier than these 051:19,044[A ]| Who$6#1$ in$4$ a moderate estate, 051:19,045[A ]| Where he might safely live at ease, 051:19,046[A ]| Has lusts that$6#1$ are immoderate. 051:19,047[A ]| For$3$ he, by$4$ those desires misled, 051:19,048[A ]| Quits his own vine's securing shade 051:19,049[A ]| To$9$ expose his naked, empty head 051:19,050[A ]| To$4$ all the storms man's peace invade. 051:19,051[A ]| Nor is he happy who$6#1$ is trim, 051:19,052[A ]| Tricked up$5$ in$4$ favours of the fair, 051:19,053[A ]| Mirrors, with every breath made dim, 051:19,054[A ]| Birds caught in$4$ every wanton snare. 051:19,055[A ]| Woman, man's greatest woe, or bliss, 051:19,056[A ]| Does ofter far, than serve, enslave, 051:19,057[A ]| And with the magic of a kiss, 051:19,058[A ]| Destroys whom she was made to$9$ save. 051:19,059[A ]| Oh fruitful grief, the world's disease! 051:19,060[A ]| And vainer man to$9$ make it so$5#2$, 051:19,061[A ]| Who$6#1$ gives his miseries increase 051:19,062[A ]| By$4$ cultivating his own woe. 051:19,063[A ]| There are no$2$ ills but what we make, 051:19,064[A ]| By$4$ giving shapes and names to$4$ things; 051:19,065[A ]| Which$6#1$ is the dangerous mistake 051:19,066[A ]| That$6#1$ causes all our sufferings. 051:19,067[A ]| We call that$6#2$ sickness which$6#1$ is health, 051:19,068[A ]| That$6#2$ persecution which$6#1$ is grace, 051:19,069[A ]| That$6#2$ poverty which$6#1$ is true wealth, 051:19,070[A ]| And that$6#2$ dishonour which$6#1$ is Praise. 051:19,071[A ]| Providence watches over all 051:19,072[A ]| And that$6#2$ with an impartial eye, 051:19,073[A ]| And if to$4$ misery we fall 051:19,074[A ]| It is through our own infirmity. 051:19,075[A ]| It is want of foresight makes the bold 051:19,076[A ]| Ambitious youth to$4$ danger climb, 051:19,077[A ]| And want of virtue, when the old 051:19,078[A ]| At persecution do repine. 051:19,079[A ]| Alas our time is here so$5#1$ short 051:19,080[A ]| That$3$ in$4$ what state soever it is spent 051:19,081[A ]| Of joy or woe does not import, 051:19,082[A ]| Provided it be innocent. 051:19,083[A ]| But we may make it pleasant too 051:19,084[A ]| If we will$1$ take our measures right, 051:19,085[A ]| And not what heaven has done undo 051:19,086[A ]| By$4$ an unruly appetite. 051:19,087[A ]| It is contentation that$6#1$ alone 051:19,088[A ]| Can make us happy here below, 051:19,089[A ]| And when this little life is gone 051:19,090[A ]| Will$1$ lift us up$5$ to$4$ heaven too. 051:19,091[A ]| A very little satisfies 051:19,092[A ]| An honest and a grateful heart, 051:19,093[A ]| And who$6#1$ would more than will$1$ suffice 051:19,094[A ]| Does covet more than is his part. 051:19,095[A ]| That$6#2$ man is happy in$4$ his share 051:19,096[A ]| Who$6#1$ is warm clad and cleanly fed, 051:19,097[A ]| Whose necessaries bound his care 051:19,098[A ]| And honest labour makes his bed; 051:19,099[A ]| Who$6#1$ free from debt and clear from crimes 051:19,100[A ]| Honours those laws that$6#1$ others fear, 051:19,101[A ]| Who$6#1$ ill of princes in$4$ worst times 051:19,102[A ]| Will$1$ neither speak himself nor hear; 051:19,103[A ]| Who$6#1$ from the busy world retires 051:19,104[A ]| To$9$ be more useful to$4$ it still, 051:19,105[A ]| And to$4$ no$2$ greater good aspires 051:19,106[A ]| But only the eschewing ill. 051:19,107[A ]| Who$6#1$ with his angle and his books 051:19,108[A ]| Can think the longest day well spent, 051:19,109[A ]| And praises God when back he looks 051:19,110[A ]| And finds that$3$ all was innocent. 051:19,111[A ]| This man is happier far than he 051:19,112[A ]| Whom public business oft betrays 051:19,113[A ]| Through labyrinths of policy 051:19,114[A ]| To$4$ crooked and forbidden ways. 051:19,115[A ]| The world is full of beaten roads 051:19,116[A ]| But yet so$5#1$ slippery withal 051:19,117[A ]| That$3$ where one walks secure, it is odds 051:19,118[A ]| A hundred and a hundred fall. 051:19,119[A ]| Untrodden paths are then the best 051:19,120[A ]| Where the frequented are unsure 051:19,121[A ]| And he comes soonest to$4$ his rest 051:19,122[A ]| Whose journey has been most secure. 051:19,123[A ]| It is content alone that$6#1$ makes 051:19,124[A ]| Our pilgrimage a pleasure here, 051:19,125[A ]| And who$6#1$ buys sorrow cheapest takes 051:19,126[A ]| An ill commodity too dear. 051:19,127[A ]| But he has fortune's worst withstood 051:19,128[A ]| And happiness can never miss, 051:19,129[A ]| Can covet nought but where he stood 051:19,130[A ]| And thinks him happy where he is. 051:20,000@@@@@| 051:20,000[' ]| 051:20,001[A ]| The lives of frail men are compared by$4$ the sages 051:20,002[A ]| Or unto short journeys or pilgrimages, 051:20,003[A ]| As men to$4$ their inns do come sooner or later, 051:20,004[A ]| That$3$ is to$4$ their ends (to$9$ be plain in$4$ my matter), 051:20,005[A ]| From whence, when one dead is, it currently follows 051:20,006[A ]| He has run his race, though his goal be the gallows; 051:20,007[A ]| And it is this, I fancy, sets folk so$5#2$ a madding 051:20,008[A ]| And makes men and women so$5#1$ eager of gadding. 051:20,009[A ]| Truth is, in$4$ my youth I was one of those people 051:20,010[A ]| Would have gone a great way to$9$ have seen an high steeple, 051:20,011[A ]| And though I was bred amongst the wonders of the Peak 051:20,012[A ]| Would have thrown away money, and ventured my neck, 051:20,013[A ]| To$9$ have seen a great hill, a rock or a cave, 051:20,014[A ]| And thought there was nothing so$5#1$ pleasant and brave. 051:20,015[A ]| But at forty years old you may (if you please) 051:20,016[A ]| Think me wiser than run such errands as these; 051:20,017[A ]| Or, had the same humour still ran in$4$ my toes, 051:20,018[A ]| A voyage to$4$ Ireland I never should have chose. 051:20,019[A ]| But to$9$ tell you the truth of it, indeed it was neither 051:20,020[A ]| Improvement nor pleasure for$4$ which$6#1$ I went thither. 051:20,021[A ]| I know then you will$1$ presently ask me "For$4$ what?". 051:20,022[A ]| Why, faith, it was that$6#2$ makes the old woman trot: 051:20,023[A ]| And therefore I think I am not much to$9$ be blamed 051:20,024[A ]| If I went to$4$ the place whereof Nick was ashamed. 051:20,025[A ]| Oh Coriate, thou traveller famed as Ulysses, 051:20,026[A ]| In$4$ such a stupendous labour as this is, 051:20,027[A ]| Come lend me the aids of thy hands and thy feet, 051:20,028[A ]| Though the first be pedantic, the other not sweet; 051:20,029[A ]| Yet both are so$5#1$ restless in$4$ peregrination, 051:20,030[A ]| They will$1$ help both my journey and eke my relation. 051:20,031[A ]| It was now the most beautiful time of the year: 051:20,032[A ]| The days were now long, and the sky was now clear; 051:20,033[A ]| And May, that$6#2$ fair lady of splendid renown, 051:20,034[A ]| Had dressed herself fine in$4$ her flowered tabby gown; 051:20,035[A ]| When about some two hours and a half after noon, 051:20,036[A ]| When it grew something late, though I thought it too soon, 051:20,037[A ]| With a pitiful voice and a most heavy heart, 051:20,038[A ]| I tuned up$5$ my pipes to$9$ sing "Loath to$9$ depart". 051:20,039[A ]| The ditty concluded, I called for$4$ my horse, 051:20,040[A ]| And with a good pack did the jument endorse, 051:20,041[A ]| Till he groaned and he farted under the burden, 051:20,042[A ]| For$3$ sorrow had made me a cumbersome lurden. 051:20,043[A ]| And now farewell Dove, where I have caught such brave dishes 051:20,044[A ]| Of overgrown, golden and silver-scaled fishes. 051:20,045[A ]| Thy trout and thy grayling can now feed securely: 051:20,046[A ]| I have left none behind me can take them so$5#1$ surely. 051:20,047[A ]| Feed on$5$ then, and breed on$5$, until the next year: 051:20,048[A ]| But, if I return, I expect my arrear. 051:20,049[A ]| By$4$ pacing and trotting, betimes in$4$ the even, 051:20,050[A ]| Before the sun had forsaken one half of the heaven, 051:20,051[A ]| We all at fair Congerton took up$5$ our inn, 051:20,052[A ]| Where the sign of a king kept a king and his queen. 051:20,053[A ]| But who$6#2$ do you think came to$9$ welcome me there? 051:20,054[A ]| No$2$ worse a man, marry, than good Master Mayor, 051:20,055[A ]| With his staff of command, yet the man was not lame, 051:20,056[A ]| But he needed it more when he went, than he came.. 051:20,057[A ]| After three or four hours of friendly potation 051:20,058[A ]| We took leave of each other in$4$ courteous fashion, 051:20,059[A ]| When each one, to$9$ keep his brains fast in$4$ his head, 051:20,060[A ]| Put on$5$ a good nightcap, and straightway to$4$ bed. 051:20,061[A ]| Next morn, having paid for$4$ boiled roasted and bacon, 051:20,062[A ]| And of sovereign hostess our leaves kindly taken 051:20,063[A ]| (For$3$ her king ~~ as it was rumoured ~~ by$4$ late pouring down, 051:20,064[A ]| This morning had got a foul flaw in$4$ his crown), 051:20,065[A ]| We mounted again, and full soberly riding, 051:20,065[A ]| Three miles we had rid before we met with a biding, 051:20,066[A ]| But there (having over night plied the tap well) 051:20,067[A ]| We now must needs water at place called Holmes*Chapel. 051:20,068@w | "A hay!" 051:20,068[A ]| quoth the foremost, 051:20,068@w | "Ho! who$6#2$ keeps the house?" 051:20,069[A ]| Which$6#1$ said, out an host comes as brisk as a louse, 051:20,070[A ]| His hair combed as slick as a barber he had been. 051:20,071[A ]| A cravat with black ribbon tied under his chin, 051:20,072[A ]| Though by$4$ what I saw in$4$ him I straight began to$9$ fear 051:20,073[A ]| That$6#2$ knot would be one day slipped under his ear. 051:20,074[A ]| Quoth he (with low congee) 051:20,074@w | "What lack you my lord?" 051:20,075@a | "The best liquor", 051:20,075[A ]| quoth I, 051:20,075@a | "that$6#1$ the house will$1$ afford". 051:20,076@w | "You shall straight", 051:20,076[A ]| quoth he, and then calls out 051:20,076@w | "Mary, 051:20,077@w | Come quickly and bring us a quart of canary". 051:20,078@a | "Hold, hold, my spruce host, for$3$ in$4$ the morning so$5#1$ early 051:20,079@a | I never drink liquor but what is made of barley". 051:20,080[A ]| Which$6#1$ words were scarce out, but, which$6#1$ made me admire, 051:20,081[A ]| My Lordship was presently turned into squire. 051:20,082@w | Ale, squire, you mean", 051:20,082[A ]| quoth he, nimbly again, 051:20,083@w | "What must it be purled?" 051:20,083@a | "No I love it best plain." 051:20,084@w | "Why, if you will$1$ drink ale, sir, pray take my advice: 051:20,085@w | Here is the best in$4$ the land, if you will$1$ go to$4$ the price. 051:20,086@w | Better, I sure am, never blew out a stopple, 051:20,087@w | But then, in$4$ plain truth, it is six pence a bottle." 051:20,088@a | "Why faith", 051:20,088[A ]| quoth I, 051:20,088@a | "Friend, if your liquor be such, 051:20,089@a | For$4$ the best ale in$4$ England, it is not too much. 051:20,090@a | Let us have it, and quickly". 051:20,090@w | "Oh,sir, you may stay. 051:20,091@w | A pot in$4$ your pate is a mile in$4$ your way. 051:20,092@w | Come, bring out a bottle here presently, wife, 051:20,093@w | Of the best Cheshire hum he ever drank in$4$ his life." 051:20,094[A ]| Straight out comes the mistress in$4$ waistcoat of silk, 051:20,095[A ]| As clear as a milk-maid, and white as her milk, 051:20,096[A ]| With visage as oval and slick as an egg, 051:20,097[A ]| As straight as an arrow, as right as my leg. 051:20,098[A ]| A curtsy she made, as demure as a sister, 051:20,099[A ]| I could not forbear, but alighted and kissed her, 051:20,100[A ]| Then, ducking another with most modest mien, 051:20,101[A ]| The first word she said was 051:20,101@v | "Wilt please you walk in$5$?" 051:20,102[A ]| I thanked her; but told her I then could not stay, 051:20,103[A ]| For$3$ the haste of my business did call me away. 051:20,104[A ]| She said she was sorry it fell out so$5#1$ odd, 051:20,105[A ]| But if, when again I should travel that$6#2$ road, 051:20,106[A ]| I would stay there a night, she assured me the nation 051:20,107[A ]| Should nowhere afford better accommodation. 051:20,108[A ]| Meanwhile, my spruce landlord has broken the cork, 051:20,109[A ]| And called for$4$ a bodkin, though he had a fork. 051:20,110[A ]| But I show him a screw, which$6#1$ I told my brisk gull 051:20,111[A ]| A trephine was for$4$ bottles had broken their skull; 051:20,112[A ]| Which$6#1$, as it was true, he believed without doubt; 051:20,113[A ]| But it was I that$6#1$ applied it, and pulled the cork out. 051:20,114[A ]| "Bounce", quoth the bottle: the work being done, 051:20,115[A ]| It roared and it smoked like$4$ a new fired gun; 051:20,116[A ]| But the shot missed us all, or else we had been routed, 051:20,117[A ]| Which$6#1$ yet was a wonder, we were so$5#2$ about it. 051:20,118[A ]| Mine host poured and filled till he could fill no$2$ fuller. 051:20,119@w | "Look here, sir", 051:20,119[A ]| quoth he, 051:20,119@w | "both for$4$ nap and for$4$ colour, 051:20,120@w | Sans bragging ~~ I hate it ~~ nor will$1$ I ever do it, 051:20,121@w | I defy Leek and Lambeth and Sandwich to$4$ boot". 051:20,122[A ]| By$4$ my troth he said truth, for$3$ I speak it with tears, 051:20,123[A ]| Though I have been a toss-pot these twenty good years, 051:20,124[A ]| And have drunk so$5#1$ much liquor has made me a debtor, 051:20,125[A ]| In$4$ my days, that$6#1$ I know of, I never drank better. 051:20,126[A ]| We found it so$5#1$ good, and we drank so$5#1$ profoundly, 051:20,127[A ]| That$3$ four good round shillings were whipped away roundly; 051:20,128[A ]| And then I conceived it was time to$9$ be jogging, 051:20,129[A ]| For$3$ our work had been done, had we stayed the other noggin. 051:20,130[A ]| From thence we set forth with more mettle and spright. 051:20,131[A ]| Our horses were empty, our coxcombs were light, 051:20,132[A ]| Over Delamore forest we tantivy posted, 051:20,133[A ]| Till our horses were basted as if they were roasted. 051:20,134[A ]| In$4$ truth, we pursued might have been by$4$ our host, 051:20,135[A ]| And I think Sir*George*Booth did not gallop so$5#1$ fast; 051:20,136[A ]| Till about two 'o clock after noon, God be blessed, 051:20,137[A ]| We came safe and sound all to$4$ Chester*in*the*West. 051:20,138[A ]| And now in$4$ high time it was to$9$ call for$4$ some meat: 051:20,139[A ]| Though drinking does well, yet some time we must eat; 051:20,140[A ]| And in$4$ faith we had victuals both plenty and good, 051:20,141[A ]| Where we all laid about us as if we were wood. 051:20,142[A ]| Go thy ways Mistress*Anderton for$4$ a good woman, 051:20,143[A ]| Thy guests shall by$4$ thee never be turned to$4$ a common; 051:20,144[A ]| And whoever of they entertainment complains, 051:20,145[A ]| Let him lie with a drab and be poxed for$4$ his pains. 051:20,146[A ]| And here I must stop the career of my muse: 051:20,147[A ]| The poor jade is weary ~~ alas, how should she choose? 051:20,148[A ]| And if I should farther here spur on$5$ my course, 051:20,149[A ]| I should, questionless, tire both my wits and my horse. 051:20,150[A ]| Tonight let us rest, for$3$ it is good Sunday's even: 051:20,151[A ]| Tomorrow to$4$ church and ask pardon of heaven. 051:20,152[A ]| Thus far we our time spent, as here I have penned it: 051:20,153[A ]| An odd kind of life, and it is well if we mend it. 051:20,154[A ]| But tomorrow (God willing) we will$1$ have the other bout, 051:20,155[A ]| And better or worse be it (for$3$ murder will$1$ out), 051:20,156[A ]| Our future adventures we will$1$ lay down before ye, 051:20,157[A ]| For$3$ my muse is deep sworn to$9$ use truth of the story. 051:21,000@@@@@| 051:21,000[' ]| 051:21,001[A ]| Gods! are you just, and can it be 051:21,002[A ]| You should deal man his misery 051:21,003[A ]| With such a liberal hand, yet spare 051:21,004[A ]| So$5#1$ meanly when his joys you share? 051:21,005[A ]| Durst timorous mortality 051:21,006[A ]| Demand of this the reason why? 051:21,007[A ]| The argument of all our ills 051:21,008[A ]| Would end in$4$ this, that$3$ it is your wills. 051:21,009[A ]| Be it so$5#2$ then, and since it is fit 051:21,010[A ]| We to$4$ your harsh decrees submit, 051:21,011[A ]| Farewell all durable content, 051:21,012[A ]| Nothing but woe is permanent. 051:21,013[A ]| How strangely, in$4$ a little space, 051:21,014[A ]| Is my state changed from what it was, 051:21,015[A ]| When my Clorinda with her rays 051:21,016[A ]| Illustrated this happy place? 051:21,017[A ]| When she was here, was here, alas! 051:21,018[A ]| How sadly sounds that$6#2$: when she was! 051:21,019[A ]| That$6#2$ monarch ruled not under sky 051:21,020[A ]| Who$6#1$ was so$5#1$ great a prince as I; 051:21,021[A ]| And if who$6#1$ boasts most treasure be 051:21,022[A ]| The greatest monarch, I was he; 051:21,023[A ]| As seized of her, who$6#1$ from her birth 051:21,024[A ]| Has been the treasure of the earth. 051:21,025[A ]| But she is gone, and I no$2$ more 051:21,026[A ]| That$6#2$ mighty sovereign, but as poor, 051:21,027[A ]| Since stripped of that$6#2$ my glorious trust 051:21,028[A ]| As he who$6#1$ grovels in$4$ the dust. 051:21,029[A ]| Now I could quarrel Heaven, and be 051:21,030[A ]| Ringleader to$4$ a mutiny, 051:21,031[A ]| Like$4$ that$6#2$ of the Gigantic Wars 051:21,032[A ]| And hector my malignant stars; 051:21,033[A ]| Or, in$4$ a tamer method, sit 051:21,034[A ]| Sighing, as though my heart would split, 051:21,035[A ]| With looks dejected, arms across, 051:21,036[A ]| Mourning and weeping for$4$ a loss 051:21,037[A ]| My sweet (if kind as heretofore) 051:21,038[A ]| Can in$4$ two short-lived hours restore. 051:21,039[A ]| Some God then, (sure you are not all 051:21,040[A ]| Deaf to$4$ poor lovers when they call) 051:21,041[A ]| Commiserating my sad smart, 051:21,042[A ]| Touch fair Clorinda's noble heart 051:21,043[A ]| To$9$ pity a poor sufferer 051:21,044[A ]| Disdains to$9$ sigh, unless for$4$ her! 051:21,045[A ]| Some friendly Deity, possess 051:21,046[A ]| Her generous breast with my distress! 051:21,047[A ]| O! tell her how I sigh away 051:21,048[A ]| The tedious hours of the day, 051:21,049[A ]| Hating all light that$6#1$ does not rise 051:21,050[A ]| From the gay morning of her eyes; 051:21,051[A ]| Tell her that$3$ friends, which$6#1$ were to$9$ be 051:21,052[A ]| Welcome to$4$ men in$4$ misery, 051:21,053[A ]| To$4$ me, I know not how, of late 051:21,054[A ]| Are grown to$9$ be importunate; 051:21,055[A ]| My books, which$6#1$ once were wont to$9$ be 051:21,056[A ]| My best beloved company, 051:21,057[A ]| Are (save a prayer-book for$4$ form) 051:21,058[A ]| Left to$4$ the canker or the worm: 051:21,059[A ]| My study is grief, my pleasure care, 051:21,060[A ]| My joys are woe, my hope despair, 051:21,061[A ]| Fears are my drink, deep sighs my food, 051:21,062[A ]| And my companions solitude. 051:21,063[A ]| Night too, which$6#1$ Heaven ordained to$9$ be 051:21,064[A ]| Man's chiefest friend is my enemy: 051:21,065[A ]| When she her sable curtain spreads, 051:21,066[A ]| The whole creation make their beds, 051:21,067[A ]| And everything on$4$ earth is blessed 051:21,068[A ]| With gentle and refreshing rest; 051:21,069[A ]| But wretched I, more pensive made 051:21,070[A ]| By$4$ the addition of that$6#2$ shade, 051:21,071[A ]| Am left alone, with sorrow roar 051:21,072[A ]| The grief I did but sigh before, 051:21,073[A ]| And tears which$6#1$, checked by$4$ shame and light, 051:21,074[A ]| Do only drop by$4$ day, by$4$ night 051:21,075[A ]| (No$2$ longer awed by$4$ nice respects) 051:21,076[A ]| Gush out in$4$ floods and cataracts. 051:21,077[A ]| Ill life, ~~ ah Love, why is it so$5#2$? ~~ 051:21,078[A ]| To$4$ me is measured out by$4$ woe, 051:21,079[A ]| Whilst she, who$6#1$ is that$6#2$ life's great light, 051:21,080[A ]| Conceals her glories from my sight. 051:21,081[A ]| Say, fair Clorinda, why should he 051:21,082[A ]| Who$6#1$ is thy virtue's creature, be 051:21,083[A ]| More wretched than the rest of men 051:21,084[A ]| Who$6#1$ love and are beloved again? 051:21,085[A ]| I know my passion, not desert, 051:21,086[A ]| Has given me interest in$4$ a heart 051:21,087[A ]| Truer than ever man possessed, 051:21,088[A ]| And in$4$ that$6#2$ knowledge I am blessed; 051:21,089[A ]| Yet even thence proceeds my care 051:21,090[A ]| That$6#1$ makes your absence hard to$9$ bear, 051:21,091[A ]| For$3$ were you cruel, I should be 051:21,092[A ]| Glad to$9$ avoid your cruelty, 051:21,093[A ]| But happy in$4$ an equal flame 051:21,094[A ]| I, sweetest, thus impatient am. 051:21,095[A ]| Then since your presence can restore 051:21,096[A ]| My heart the joy it had before, 051:21,097[A ]| Since liberal Heaven never gave 051:21,098[A ]| To$4$ woman such a power to$9$ save, 051:21,099[A ]| Practise that$6#2$ sovereign power on$4$ one 051:21,100[A ]| Must live or die for$4$ you alone. 051:22,000@@@@@| 051:22,000[' ]| 051:22,001[A ]| Could you and I our lives renew, 051:22,002[A ]| And be both young again, 051:22,003[A ]| Retaining what we ever knew 051:22,004[A ]| Of manners, times, and men, 051:22,005[A ]| We could not frame so$5#1$ loose to$9$ live, 051:22,006[A ]| But must be useful then 051:22,007[A ]| Before we could possibly arrive 051:22,008[A ]| To$4$ the same age again. 051:22,009[A ]| But youth is devoured in$4$ vanities 051:22,010[A ]| Before we are aware, 051:22,011[A ]| And so$3$ grown old before grown wise 051:22,012[A ]| We good for$4$ nothing are; 051:22,013[A ]| Or, if by$4$ that$6#2$ time knowing grown, 051:22,014[A ]| By$4$ reading books and men, 051:22,015[A ]| For$4$ others' service, or our own, 051:22,016[A ]| It is with the latest then. 051:22,017[A ]| Happy is that$6#2$ man, in$4$ this estate, 051:22,018[A ]| Whose conscience tells him still 051:22,019[A ]| That$3$ though for$4$ good he comes too late, 051:22,020[A ]| He never did any ill: 051:22,021[A ]| The satisfaction flowing thence 051:22,022[A ]| All dolours would assuage, 051:22,023[A ]| And be sufficient recompense 051:22,024[A ]| For$4$ all the ills of age; 051:22,025[A ]| But very few (my friend) I fear, 051:22,026[A ]| Whom this ill age has bred, 051:22,027[A ]| At need have such a comforter 051:22,028[A ]| To$9$ make their dying bed. 051:22,029[A ]| It is then high time we should prepare 051:22,030[A ]| In$4$ a new world to$9$ live, 051:22,031[A ]| Since here we breathe but panting air, 051:22,032[A ]| Alas! by$4$ short reprieve. 051:22,033[A ]| Life then begins to$9$ be a pain, 051:22,034[A ]| Infirmity prevails, 051:22,035[A ]| Which$6#1$, when it but begins to$9$ reign, 051:22,036[A ]| The bravest courage quails. 051:22,037[A ]| But could we, as I said, procure 051:22,038[A ]| To$9$ live our lives again, 051:22,039[A ]| We should be of the better sure 051:22,040[A ]| Or the worst sort of men. 051:23,000@@@@@| 051:23,000[' ]| 051:23,000[' ]| 051:23,001[A ]| Enough! enough! I will$1$ hear no$2$ more, 051:23,002[A ]| And would to$4$ Heaven I had been deaf before 051:23,003[A ]| That$6#2$ fatal sound had struck my ear: 051:23,004[A ]| Harsh Rumour has not left so$5#1$ sad a note 051:23,005[A ]| In$4$ her hoarse trumpet's brazen throat 051:23,006[A ]| To$9$ move Compassion, and enforce a tear. 051:23,007[A ]| Methinks all Nature should relent, and droop, 051:23,008[A ]| The centre shrink, and Heaven stoop, 051:23,009[A ]| The day be turned to$4$ mourning night, 051:23,010[A ]| The twinking stars weep out their light, 051:23,011[A ]| And all things out of their distinction run 051:23,012[A ]| Into their primitive confusion: 051:23,013[A ]| A chaos, with cold darkness overspread, 051:23,014[A ]| Since the illustrious Ossory is dead. 051:23,015[A ]| When Death that$6#2$ fatal arrow drew, 051:23,016[A ]| Ten thousand hearts he pierced through, 051:23,017[A ]| Though one alone he outright slew; 051:23,018[A ]| Never since Sin gave him his killing trade, 051:23,019[A ]| He, at one shot, so$5#1$ great a slaughter made; 051:23,020[A ]| He needs no$2$ more at those let fly: 051:23,021[A ]| They of that$6#2$ wound alone will$1$ die. 051:23,022[A ]| And who$6#2$ can now expect to$9$ live, when he 051:23,023[A ]| Thus fell unprivileged we see! 051:23,024[A ]| He met Death in$4$ his greatest triumph, war, 051:23,025[A ]| And always thence came off a conqueror; 051:23,026[A ]| Through rattling shot and pikes the slave he sought, 051:23,027[A ]| Knocked at each cuirass for$4$ him as he fought, 051:23,028[A ]| Beat him at sea, and baffled him on$4$ shore: 051:23,029[A ]| War's utmost fury he out-braved before, 051:23,030[A ]| But yet, it seems, a fever could do more. 051:23,031[A ]| The English infantry are orphans now, 051:23,032[A ]| Pale sorrow hangs on$4$ every soldier's brow. 051:23,033[A ]| Who$6#2$ now in$4$ Honour's path shall lead you on$5$ 051:23,034[A ]| Since your beloved general is gone? 051:23,035[A ]| Furl up$5$ your ensigns, case the warlike drum, 051:23,036[A ]| Pay your last honours to$4$ his tomb, 051:23,037[A ]| Hang down your manly heads in$4$ sign of woe: 051:23,038[A ]| That$6#2$ now is all that$6#1$ your poor loves can do, 051:23,039[A ]| Unless by$4$ winter's fire, or summer's shade, 051:23,040[A ]| To$9$ tell what a brave leader once you had. 051:23,041[A ]| Hang your now useless arms up$5$ in$4$ the hall, 051:23,042[A ]| There let them rust upon$4$ the sweating wall, 051:23,043[A ]| Go, till the fields, and with inglorious sweat, 051:23,044[A ]| An honest but a painful living get. 051:23,045[A ]| Your old neglected callings now renew 051:23,046[A ]| And bid to$4$ glorious war a long adieu. 051:23,047[A ]| The Dutch may now have fishing free, 051:23,048[A ]| And, whilst the consternation lasts, 051:23,049[A ]| Like$4$ the proud rulers of the sea, 051:23,050[A ]| Show the full stature of their masts. 051:23,051[A ]| Our English Neptune, deaf to$4$ all alarms, 051:23,052[A ]| Now soundly sleeps in$4$ Death's cold arms, 051:23,053[A ]| And on$4$ his ebon altar has laid down 051:23,054[A ]| His awful trident and his naval crown. 051:23,055[A ]| No$2$ more shall the tall frigate dance 051:23,056[A ]| For$4$ joy she carries this victorious lord, 051:23,057[A ]| Who$6#1$ to$4$ the captain chained mischance, 051:23,058[A ]| Commanding on$4$ her lofty board. 051:23,059[A ]| The sea itself, that$6#1$ is all tears, 051:23,060[A ]| Would weep her soundless channel dry, 051:23,061[A ]| Had she unhappily but ears 051:23,062[A ]| To$9$ hear that$3$ Ossory could die. 051:23,063[A ]| Ah, cruel Fate, thou never struckest a blow 051:23,064[A ]| By$4$ all mankind regretted so$5#2$, 051:23,065[A ]| Nor can it be said who$6#1$ should lament him most: 051:23,066[A ]| No$2$ country such a patriot ever could boast, 051:23,067[A ]| And never monarch such a subject lost. 051:23,068[A ]| And yet we knew that$3$ he must one day die. 051:23,069[A ]| That$6#2$ should our grief assuage; 051:23,070[A ]| By$4$ sword, or shot, or by$4$ infirmity, 051:23,071[A ]| Or, if these failed, by$4$ age; 051:23,072[A ]| But he, alas! too soon gave place 051:23,073[A ]| To$4$ the successors of his noble race. 051:23,074[A ]| We wished, and coveted to$9$ have him long, 051:23,075[A ]| He was not old enough to$9$ die so$5#1$ soon, 051:23,076[A ]| And they to$9$ finish what he had begun, 051:23,077[A ]| As much too young. 051:23,078[A ]| But Time, that$6#1$ had no$2$ hand in$4$ his mischance, 051:23,079[A ]| Is fitter to$9$ mature, and to$9$ advance 051:23,080[A ]| Their early hopes to$4$ the inheritance 051:23,081[A ]| Of titles, honours, riches, and command, 051:23,082[A ]| Their glorious grandsire's merits have obtained, 051:23,083[A ]| And which$6#1$ shines brighter than a ducal crown 051:23,084[A ]| Of their illustrious family's renown. 051:23,085[A ]| O! may there never fail of that$6#2$ brave race 051:23,086[A ]| A man as great as the great Ossory was, 051:23,087[A ]| To$9$ serve his prince, and as successful prove 051:23,088[A ]| In$4$ the same valour, loyalty and love; 051:23,089[A ]| Whilst his own virtues swell the cheeks of fame, 051:23,090[A ]| And from his consecrated urn doth flame 051:23,091[A ]| A glorious pyramid to$4$ Boteler's name. 051:24,000@@@@@| 051:24,000[' ]| 051:24,000[' ]| 051:24,000[' ]| 051:24,001[A ]| Alice is tall and upright as a pine, 051:24,002[A ]| White as blanched almonds, or the falling snow, 051:24,003[A ]| Sweet as are damask roses when they blow, 051:24,004[A ]| And doubtless fruitful as the swelling vine. 051:24,005[A ]| Ripe to$9$ be cut, and ready to$9$ be pressed, 051:24,006[A ]| Her full-cheeked beauties very well appear, 051:24,007[A ]| And a year's fruit she loses every year, 051:24,008[A ]| Wanting a man to$9$ improve her to$4$ the best. 051:24,009[A ]| Full fain she would be husbanded, and yet 051:24,010[A ]| Alas! she can not a fit labourer get 051:24,011[A ]| To$9$ cultivate her to$4$ her own content. 051:24,012[A ]| Fain would she be (God wot) about her task, 051:24,013[A ]| And yet (forsooth) she is too proud to$9$ ask, 051:24,014[A ]| And (which$6#1$ is worse) too modest to$9$ consent. 051:24,000[' ]| 051:24,001[A ]| Margaret of humbler stature by$4$ the head 051:24,002[A ]| Is (as it oft falls out with yellow hair) 051:24,003[A ]| Than her fair sister, yet so$5#1$ much more fair, 051:24,004[A ]| As her pure white is better mixed with red. 051:24,005[A ]| This, hotter than the other, ten to$4$ one, 051:24,006[A ]| Longs to$9$ be put unto her mother's trade, 051:24,007[A ]| And loud proclaims she lives too long a maid, 051:24,008[A ]| Wishing for$4$ one to$9$ untie her virgin zone. 051:24,009[A ]| She finds virginity a kind of ware 051:24,010[A ]| That$6#1$ is very very troublesome to$9$ bear, 051:24,011[A ]| And being gone, she thinks will$1$ never be missed. 051:24,012[A ]| And yet withall the girl has so$5#1$ much grace, 051:24,013[A ]| To$9$ call for$4$ help I know she wants the face, 051:24,014[A ]| Though asked, I know not how she would resist. 051:24,000[' ]| 051:24,001[A ]| Mary is black, and taller than the last, 051:24,002[A ]| Yet equal in$4$ perfection and desire, 051:24,003[A ]| To$4$ the one's melting snow, and the other's fire, 051:24,004[A ]| As with whose black their fairness is defaced. 051:24,005[A ]| She pants as much for$4$ love as the other two, 051:24,006[A ]| But she so$5#1$ virtuous is, or else so$5#1$ wise, 051:24,007[A ]| That$3$ she will$1$ win or will$1$ not love a prize, 051:24,008[A ]| And but upon$4$ good terms will$1$ never do. 051:24,009[A ]| Therefore who$6#1$ her will$1$ conquer ought to$9$ be 051:24,010[A ]| At least as full of love and wit as she, 051:24,011[A ]| Or he shall never gain favour at her hands. 051:24,012[A ]| Nay, though he have a pretty store of brains, 051:24,013[A ]| Shall only have his labour for$4$ his pains 051:24,014[A ]| Unless he offer more than she demands. 051:24,000[' ]| 051:24,001[A ]| Martha is not so$5#1$ tall, nor yet so$5#1$ fair 051:24,002[A ]| As any of the other lovely three, 051:24,003[A ]| Her chiefest grace is poor simplicity, 051:24,004[A ]| Yet were the rest away, she were a star. 051:24,005[A ]| She is fair enough, only she wants the art 051:24,006[A ]| To$9$ set her beauties off as they can do, 051:24,007[A ]| And that$6#2$ is the cause she never heard any woo, 051:24,008[A ]| Nor ever yet made conquest of a heart. 051:24,009[A ]| And yet her blood is as boiling as the best, 051:24,010[A ]| Which$6#1$, pretty soul, does so$5#1$ disturb her rest, 051:24,011[A ]| And makes her languish so$5#2$, she is fit to$9$ die. 051:24,012[A ]| Poor thing, I doubt she still must lie alone, 051:24,013[A ]| For$3$ being like$5$ to$9$ be attacked by$4$ none, 051:24,014[A ]| She has no$2$ more wit to$9$ ask than to$9$ deny. 051:25,000@@@@@| 051:25,000[' ]| 051:25,001[A ]| Fill a bowl of lusty wine, 051:25,002[A ]| Briskest daughter of the vine; 051:25,003[A ]| Fill it until it sea-like flow, 051:25,004[A ]| That$3$ my cheek may once more glow. 051:25,005[A ]| I am fifty winters old, 051:25,006[A ]| Blood then stagnates and grows cold, 051:25,007[A ]| And when youthful heat decays, 051:25,008[A ]| We must help it by$4$ these ways. 051:25,009[A ]| Wine breeds mirth, and mirth imparts 051:25,010[A ]| Heat and courage to$4$ our hearts, 051:25,011[A ]| Which$6#1$ in$4$ old men else are lead, 051:25,012[A ]| And not warmed would soon be dead. 051:25,013[A ]| Now I am sprightly, fill again, 051:25,014[A ]| Stop not though they mount to$4$ ten; 051:25,015[A ]| Though I stagger, do not spare, 051:25,016[A ]| It is to$9$ rock and still my ear; 051:25,017[A ]| Though I stammer, it is no$2$ matter, 051:25,018[A ]| I should do the same with water; 051:25,019[A ]| When I belch, I am but trying 051:25,020[A ]| How much better it is than sighing; 051:25,021[A ]| If a tear spring in$4$ mine eye, 051:25,022[A ]| It is for$4$ joy not grief I cry: 051:25,023[A ]| This is living without thinking, 051:25,024[A ]| These are the effects of drinking. 051:25,025[A ]| Fill a main, boy, fill a main, 051:25,026[A ]| Whilst I drink I feel no$2$ pain; 051:25,027[A ]| Gout or palsy I have none, 051:25,028[A ]| Hang the cholic and the stone; 051:25,029[A ]| I methinks grow young again, 051:25,030[A ]| New blood springs in$4$ every vein, 051:25,031[A ]| And supply it, sirrah, still, 051:25,032[A ]| Whilst I drink you sure may fill; 051:25,033[A ]| If I nod, boy, rouse me up$5$ 051:25,034[A ]| With a bigger, fuller cup; 051:25,035[A ]| But when that$6#2$, boy, will$1$ not do, 051:25,036[A ]| Faith, even let me then go to$5$, 051:25,037[A ]| For$3$ it is better far to$9$ lie 051:25,038[A ]| Down to$9$ sleep than down to$9$ die.