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What need we use many beseeches,
If we love, tis enough,
Hang poetical stuff,
If we love, &c.
Why should we stand whining like fools
If they love, we'll repayt,
If not, let em sayt,
If they love, &c.
But they must be won by romances,
A third do's delight
In a song, yet at night
If they love, &c.
This must be extolled to the sky
But that ladis for me,
That loves fine and free,
But that ladis for me, &c:
From the English Rogue, a Comedy, by T. Tompson. 1668, .
Fond Love, 10 more
Thy feigned Deity.
And prove thy victory.
Whilst I do keep
Love hath no power on me.
The busie man is free.
From Loves Labyrinth, or the Royal Slepherdess, a Tragi.comedy, by Tho. Forde Philothal. 1660.
Thine eyes to me like suvnes appeare,
Or brighter starres their light,
Or else a day of night :
Thy brow is as the milky way,
Whereon the gods might trace
Qr nectar of thy face.
But to speake truly, 1 doe vowe,
Thy cheeke it is a mingled bath
Of lillyes and of roses ;
Thy nose a promontory faire,
Thy necke a necke of land;
All men amazed do stand.
For foure lines in passion I can dye,
As is the lovers guise,
Whilst love possess the wise.
From the Variety. A Comedy. By the Duke of Newcastle. 1649.
Not he that knows how to acquire,
But to enjoy, is blest;
In motion, but in rest.
The Gods passe man in blisse, because
They toile not for more height,
Eternall rest delight.
Then, princes, do not toile nor care,
Enjoy what you possessé,
The gods in happinesse.
From the Tragedie of Cleopatra, by Thomas May. 1654. First printed in 1639.
BY ACHITOPHEL, A CHARACTER AOMEWHAT RE
SEMBLING AUTOLICUS IN SHAKESPEARES WINTERS
Come will you buy? for I have heer
Is there a lady in this place,
Come buy, you lusty gallants,
These simples wlaich I sell;
For beauty, strength, and smell.
The rose that loves the shower,
And the daffadilly,
Heres golden amaranthus,
That true love can provoke,
With the polipode of the oake;
Health preserving sage,
With a world of others,
Making fruitful mothers;
From the true Tragedy of Herod and Antipater, by Gervase Markham and William Sampson, 1622.
To the above I might easily have added other specimens of equal merit, but my object was to produce a performance of miscellaneous entertainment. It may be objected, that what I have inserted are not sufficiently select, and that far better examples of the poetry of the times in