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'O; thou 'rt a fool, I 'll swear, if e'er thou grantj;

Much of my veneration thou must want,
When once thy kindness puts my ignorance out ;
For a learn’d age is always leaft devout.
Keep still thy distance ; for at once to me -
Goddess and woman too thou canst not be :
Thou 'rt queen of all that fees thee, and as such
Muft neither tyrannize nor yield too much ;
Such freedoms give as may admit command,
But keep the forts and magazines in hand.
Thou 'rt yet a whole world to me, and doft fill.
My large ambition ; but 'tis dangerous ftill,
Left I like the Pellæan prince should be,
And
weep

for other worlds, having conquer'd thee : -
When Love has taken all thou hast away,
His strength by too much riches will decay.
Thou in my fancy doft much higher stand,
Than women can be plac'd by Nature's hand;
And I must needs, I'm sure, a loser be,
To change thee, as thou 'rt there, for very thee.
Thy sweetness is so much within me plac’d,
That, should'st thou nectar give, 'twould spoil the taste.
Beauty at firkt moves wonder and delight;
'Tis Nature's juggling tricks 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 ;
of very hopes a surfeit he'll fustain,
Unless by fears he cast them up again :
His spirit and sweetness dangers keep alone;
If once he lose his sting, he grows a drone.

L O V E UN DISCOVERED..

SOME others may with safety tell

The moderate flames which in them dwell ;,
And either find some medicine there,
Or cure themfelves ev'n by despair ;
My love 's so great, that it might prove

Dangerous to tell her that I love.
So tender is my wound, it must not bear
Any salute, though of the kindest air.

I would not have her know the pain,
The torments, for her I sustain ;
Lest too much goodness make her throwi
Her love upon a fate too low.
Forbid it, Heaven ! my life should be

Weigh'd with her lealt conveniency ::
No, let me perish rather with my grief,
Than, to her disadvantage, find relief !

Yet when I die, my last breath fall.
Grow bold, and plainly tell her all:
Like covetous men, who ne'er defcry
Their dear hid-casures till they die. .

Alh,.

S. A

Ah, faireft maid ! how will it cheer

My ghost, to get from thee a tear !
But take heed; for if me thou pitiest then,
Twenty to one but I shall live again.

THE GIVEN

H E AR T.

I

Wonder what those lovers mean, who say

They ’ave given their hearts away :

Some good kind lover, tell me how ;
For mine is but a torment to me now.
If so it be one place both hearts contain,

For what do they complain ?

What courtesy can Love do more,
Than to join hearts that parted were before !
Woe to her stubborn heart, if once mine come

Into the self-fame room ;
'Twill tear and blow

up

all within, Like a granado fhot into' a magazine. Then shall Love keep the ashes and torn parts

Of both our broken-hearts;

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 dross was there, to perilla in the fire.

THE

1

THE PROPH E T.

TEA
EACH me to love! go teach thyself more wit;;

I chief professor am of it.
Teach craft to Scots, and thrift to Jews,

Teach boldness to the stews ;
In tyrants' courts teach supple flattery;
Teach Jesuits, that have travel'd far, to lye;

Teach fire to burn, and winds to blow,
Teach restless fountains how to flow,

Teach the dull earth fixt to abide,
Teach woman-kind inconstancy and pride :
See if your diligence here will useful prove;
But, prythee, teach not me to love.
The God of Love, if such a thing there be,

May learn to love from me ;
He who does boast that he has been

In every heart since Adam's fin;
I 'll lay my life, nay mistress, on 't, that 's more,
I 'll teach him things he never knew before ;

I'll teach him a receipt, to make
Words that weep, and tears that speak;

I'll teach him sighs, like those in death,
At which the fouls go out too with the breath :
Still the foul ftays, yet still does from me run,

As light and heat does with the sun. 'Tis I who Love's Columbus am ; 'tis I Who must new worlds in it desery;

Rich

Rich worlds, that yield of treasure morc

Than all that has been known before.
And yet like his, I fear, my fate must be,
To find them out for others, not for me.

Me times to come, I know it, shall
Love's last and greatest prophet call ;

But, ah ! what's that, if she refuse,
To hear the wholesome doctrines of my Muse;
If to my share the prophet's fate must come--

Hereafter fame, here martyrdom?

THE RESOLUTION..

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HE devil take those foolish men

Who gave you first such powers ;
We stood on even grounds till then ;
If any odds, creation made it ours.
For shame, let these weak chains be broke;

Let 's our flight bonds, like Samson, tear;

And nobly cast away that yoke,
Which we nor our forefathers e'er could bear.
French laws forbid the female reign ;

Yet Love does them to llavery draw :

Alas ! if we 'll our rights maintain, 'Tis all mankind must make a Şalique law.

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