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And vanquisti'd goddesses, disgrac'd fo late,
May bear you hard; I therefore sear their hate.
Nor make no question, but if I consort you,
And for a ravisher our Greece report you;
War will be wag'd with Troy, and you shall rue
The sword (alas!) your conquest shall pursue.
When Hypodamia, at her bridal seast,
Was rudely ravish'd by her Centaur guest;
Because the falvages the bride durst seize,
War grew betwixt them and the I^apythes.
Or think you Menelaus hath no spleen?
Or that he hath not power to avenge his teen?
Or that old Tyndarus this wrong can smother?
Or the two famous twins each lov'd of other?

So where your valour and rare deeds you boast,
And warlike spirits in which you triumph'd most;
By which you have attain'd 'mongst foldiers grace,
None will believe you, that but sees your face.
Your seature, and fair shape, is sitter far
For amorous courtships, than remorfless war.
Let rough-hew'd foldiers warlike dangers prove,.
'Tis pity Paris should do ought fave love.
Hector (whom you fo praise) for you may sight ;.
I'll sind you war to skirmish every night,
Which shall become you better. Were I wise,
And bold withal, I might obtain the prize:
In such sweet single combats, hand to hand,
'Gainst which no woman that is wise will stand.
My champion I'll encounter breast to breast,
Tho' I were sure to fall, and be o'erprest.

Is that you private conserence intreat me, I. apprehend you, and you cannot cheat me;

I know the meaning, durst I yield thereto,

Of what you would conser, what you would do.

You are.too forward, you too far would wade;

But yet (God knows) your harvest's in the blade—

My iked pen/shall here its. labour end,

A guilty sense in thievish lines I send.

Speak next when your occasion best persuades,

By Clymene and Æthra my two maids.

The passionate. Shepherd to his Love*

Live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasure prove,.
That hills and valleys, dale and sield,.
And all the craggy mountains yield.
There will we sit upon the rocks,
And see the shepherds seed their flocks,.
By shallow rivers, by whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
There will I make thee beds of roses,
With a thoufand fragrant posies;
A cap of flowers, and a girdle
Imbroider'd all with leaves of myrtle;.
A gpwn made os the sinest wool,
Which from our pretty lambs we pull ;.
Fur lined flippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps, and amber studs..
And if these pleasures may . thee movey
Then live with me, and be my love.
The shepherd swains shall dance and sing,.
For thy delight each May morning.

If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me, and be my love.

the Nymph's Reply t* the Shepherd.

If that the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue;
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee, and be thy love.
Time drives the flock from sield to fold,
When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold;
And Philomel becometh dumb,
And all complain of cares to come.
The flowers do fade, and wanton sields
To wayward winter reckoning yield;
A honey tongue, a heart of gall,
Isfancy's spring, but forrow's fall.
Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy bed of rosee,
Thy cap, thy girdle, and thy posies;
Some break, fome wither, fome forgotten*
In folly ripe, in reafon rotten.
Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds;
Thy coral clasps, and amber studs ;.
All these in me no means can move
To come to thee, and be thy love.
But could youth last, and love still breed,
Had joys no dale and age no need;
Then these delights my mind might move
To live with thee, and be thy love.

Another of the fame Nature-.

Gome live with me, and be my dear,
And we will revel all the year

In plains and groves, on hills and daks,
Where fragrant air breathes sweetest gales.
There shall you have the beauteous pine,
The cedar, and the spreading vine,
Attd all the woods to be a stcreen,
Lest Phœbus kiss my summer's queen.
The seat of your disport shall be,
Over fome river, in a tree;
Where Giver fands and pebbles sing'
Eternal ditties to the spring.
There you shall see the nymphs at play,-
And how the fatyrs (pend the day:
The sisties gliding on the sands,
Offering their bellies to your hands;
The birds, with heavenly-tuned throats^-
Possess woods echoes wkb sweet notes;
Which to you*. senses will impart
A mufek-to inflame the heart.
Upon the bare and leafless oak,
The ring-doves wooings will provoke
A colder blcod than you possess,
To play with me, and do no less.
In bo wers of laurel trimly dight,
We will outwear the silent nighty-
While Flora busy is to spread
Her richest treasure on our bed.
The glow-worms stiall on you attend,
An.d all their sparkling lights shall spend J -
All to adorn and beautisy
Your lodging with most majesty:
Then in my arrrs will-I inclose-
Lilies sair mixture with the rose;
Whose nice persections in love's play,.
Shall tune me to the highest keyy

Thus as we pass the welcome night -
In sportsul pleasures and delight, -
The nimble fairies on'-the grounds
Shall dance and sing melodious founds
If these may serve for to intice,
Your presence to love's paradises
Then come with me, and be my dear,.
And we will strait begin the year.

Take, O! talcfc those lips away;.

That so sweetly were forsworn;

And those eyes, the break of day;.

Lights which do miflead the morn..
But my kisses bring again,
Seals of love, the' seal'd in vain*'

Hide, O! hide those hills of snowy
"Which thy frozen bofom bears,
On whose tops the pinks that grow,.
Are of those that April wears.
But my poor heart sirst set free*
Bound in those. icy chains by theew

Let the bird of lowest lay,...

On the fole Arabian tree,

Herald fad, and trumpet be,

To whose found chaste wings obey*

But thou shrieking harbinger,

Eoul procurer of the siend,.

Augur of the sever's end,..

To this troop come thou not nears.

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