AGAINST FRUITION.. O; thou 'rt a fool, I'll fwear, if e'er thou grant And weep for other worlds, having conquer'd thee To change thee, as thou 'rt there, for very thee. That, should'st thou nectar give, 'twould spoil the taste. 'Tis Nature's juggling trick to cheat the fight. We' admire it whilst unknown; but after, more Admire ourselves for liking it before. Love, like a greedy hawk, if we give way, Does over-gorge himself with his own prey; very hopes a furfeit he'll fuftain, of Unless by fears he cast them up again : LOVE UNDISCOVERED.. OME others may with fafety tell SOM The moderate flames which in them dwell; And either find fome medicine there, So tender is my wound, it must not bear I would not have her know the pain, Yet when I die, my last breath fhall Ah, fairest maid! how will it cheer I THE GIVEN HEART. Wonder what thofe lovers mean, who fay If fo it be one place both hearts contain, What courtesy can Love do more, Than to join hearts that parted were before? Woe to her stubborn heart, if once mine come 'Twill tear and blow up all within, Like a granado shot into' a magazine. Then shall Love keep the afhes and torn parts Shall out of both one new one make, From her's th' allay, from mine the metal, take. For of her heart he from the flames will find But little left behind : Mine only will remain entire; No drofs was there, to perifk in the fire. THE EACH me to love! go teach thyself more wit; TEA I chief profeffor am of it. Teach craft to Scots, and thrift to Jews, Teach boldness to the stews; In tyrants' courts teach fupple flattery; Teach woman-kind inconftancy and pride: The God of Love, if fuch a thing there be, He who does boast that he has been I'll lay my life, nay mistress, on 't, that's more, Words that weep, and tears that speak; I'll teach him fighs, like thofe in death, At which the fouls go out too with the breath: Still the foul ftays, yet ftill does from me run, As light and heat does with the fun. 'Tis I who Love's Columbus am; 'tis I Who must new worlds in it defcry.; Rich worlds, that yield of treasure more To hear the wholesome doctrines of my Mufe; T THE RESOLUTION.. HE devil take thofe foolish men For fhame, let these weak chains be broke; Which we nor our forefathers e'er could bear. French laws forbid the female reign; Yet Love does them to flavery draw: Alas! if we 'll our rights maintain, 'Tis all mankind must make a Salique law. CALLED |