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And that deep vow which Brutus made before*.
He doth again repeat, and that they swore.

When they had sworn to this advised doom,
They did conclude to bear dead Lucrece thence,.
To shew the bleeding body throughout Rome,.
And fo to publiiri Tarquin's toul offence.
"Which being done, with speedy diligence,.
The Romans plausibly did give consent
To Tarquin's ev£rlasting banishment..

Poems. On Several Occasions.

The Glory of Beauty.

AH wherefore with insection should he live T
And with his presence grace impiety ?.
That sin by him advantage should atchieve,
And lace itsels with his fociety?
Why should false painting imitate his cheek,
And steal dead seeing of his living hue ?•
Why should poor beauty indirectly seek
Roses of shadow, since his rose is true?
Why should he live", now nature bankrupt is,
Beggar'd of blood,. to blush thro' lively veins?
lor she hath no exchequer now but his,
And proud of many, lives upon his gains.

O! him she stores, to show what weakh she had.
In days long since, before these last. fo bad.

Thus is his cheek, the map of days, out-worn,.
When beauty liv'd and dy'd as flowers do now ;.
Before-these bastard signs of fair were born,.
Or durst inhabit on a living brow:
B8fore the golden trusses of the dead,
The right of sepulchres, were shorn away,.
To live a second lise on second head,
Ere beauty's dead fleece made another gay.
In him those holy antique hours are seen,.
Without all ornament itself, and true,
Making no summer ot another's green,.
Robbing no old, to dress his beauty new::

And him as for a map doth nature store.
To show false art what beauty was of yore.

Those parts of thee, that the world's eye doth view,..
Want nothing, that the thought of hearts can mend:
All tongues (the voice of fouls) give thee thy due, .
Uttering bare truth, even fo as foes commend.
Their outward thus with outward praise is crown'd, ,
But those fame tongues that give thee fo thine own, ,
lo other accents do this praise consound,
By seeing farther than the eye hath shown.:
They look into the beauty of thy mind, .
And that in guess they measure by thy deeds;
Then their churl thoughts (altho' their eyes were kind)
To thy fair fldwer add the rank. smell of weeds.
But why ? thy odour.matcheth not thy (how,
The toil is this, that thou dost common grow.

Injurious Time..

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled fliorey.-,
So do our minutes hasten to their end:
Each changing place with that which goes before,:.
lit sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity once in the main of light,-
Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'cF,
Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory sight,
And time that gave, doth now his gift consound;
Time doth transsix the flourish set on youth,
And delves the paralkls in beauty's brow,
Eeeds on the raiities of nature's truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow.
And yet to times, in hope, my verse shall stands
Braising thy worth, despite bis cruel hand.

Against my love shall be as I am now,
With time's injurious hand crush'd and o'er-worn;
When hours have drain'Ahis blood, and sill'd his brow
With lines and wrinkles; when his youthsul morn
Hath travell'd on to age's steepy night,
And all those beauties, whereof now he's king,.
Are vanishing, or.vanish'd out of sight,
Stealing away-the treasure of his spring:
For such a time, do I- now fortisy,
Against consounding age's cruel knise;-
That he shall never cut from memory
My sweet love's beauty, tho' my lover's lise.
His beauty shall in these black lines be seen,
And they shall live,.and he in them still green.

When I have seen, by time's sell hand defac'd,
The rich proud cost of out-worn bury'd age;
When fometimes lofty towers I see down raz'd,.
And brass eternal Have to mortal rage;
When I have seen the hungry ocean gain
Advantage on the kingdom of the shora,
And the sirm foil-win of the. watry main,
Increasing store with loss, and loss with store;.
When I have seen such interchange of state,
Or state itself consounded, to decay t.
Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate,
That time will come, and take my love away.
This thought is as a death,. which cannot chule-
But weep to have that. which it sears to lose.

Since brass„ nor stone,.nor earth, nor boundless sea*
But fad mortality o'er-sways their power
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,.
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?

G! how shall summer's hungry breath hold out"
.Against the wrackful siege of battering days;
"When rocks impregnable are not fo stout,
Nor gates of Heel fo strong, but time decays?
O! searsul meditation! whoe, alack!
Shall time's best jewel from time's chest lie hid f
Or what strong hand cah hold this swift foot back,
Or who his spoil on beauty can forbid?

O! none! unless this miracle have might,

That in black ink my love may still shine bright..

Tir'd with all these, for restsul death I cry ;..

As to behold desert a beggar born,

And needy nothing trimm'd in jolity,.

And purest faith unhappily forsworn,

And gilded honour shamesully misplac'd,

And maiden virtue rudely strumpetted,

And right persection wrongsully disgrac'd,..

And strength by limping sway difabled,

And art made tongue-ty'd by authority,

And folly (doctor-like) controuling skill,;

And simple truth milcall'd simplicity,

And captive good attending captain ill:

Tir'd with all these, from these would I be gone;Save that to die, I leave- my love alone.

True Admiration.

What Is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?'
Since every one, hath every one, one shade,
And you but one, can every shadow lend?
Describe Adonis, and the counterseit
Is poorly imitated after you -r.

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