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So rmy she, fair and rich, in nothing lame.
To-day put en perfection and a woman's name.

And vou, frolic Patricians!
Sons of those senators, wealth's deep oceans;
Ye painted courtiers ! barrels of others' wits,
. Ye country men! who but your beasts love none:
Ye of th:;sc fellowships, whereof he 's one,
Of study and play made strange hermaphrodits, 30
Here shine; this bridegroom to the temple bring,
Lo I in yon' path which store of strow'd flow'rs

The sober virgin paceth i
Except my sight faii 't is no other thing:
Weep not, nor blush, here is no grief norshame;
To-day put on perfection and a woman's name.


Thy two-Ieav'd gates, fair Temple! unfold,

And these two in thy sacred bosom hold,

Till mystically join'd but one they be;

Then may thy lean and hunger-starved womb 40

Long time expect their bodies and their tomb.

Long after their own parents fatten thee.

All elder claims, and all cold barrennesS»

All yielding to new loves be far for ever,

Which might these two dissever,

Always all th' other may each one possess;

For the best bride, best worthy of praise and fame,

To-day puts on perfection and a woman's name.



Winter days bring much delight,

Nor for themselves, but for they soon bring night; 50

Other sweets wait thee than these divers meats,

Other disports than dancing jollities,

Other love-tricks than glancing with the eyes;

But that the sun still in our half sphere sweats;

He flies in winter, but he now stands still,

Yet shadows turn; noon-point he hath attain'd,

His steeds will be restrain'd,

But gallop lively down the western hill;

Thou shall, when he hath run the heav'ns half

frame, To-night put on perfection and a woman's name. 60


The amorous evening-star is rose,

Why then should not our amorous star inclose

Herself in her wish'd bed? Release your strings.

Musicians! and, dancers! take some truce

With these your pleasing labours; for great use

As much weariness as perfection brings.

You, and not only you but all toll'd beast

Best duly; at night all their toils are dispens'd;

But in their beds commenc'd

Are other labours, and more dainty feasts'. 70

She goes a maid who, lest she turn the same,

To-night puts on perfection and a woman's name.



Thy virgin's girdle now untie

And in thy nuptial bed (Love's altnr) lie

A pleasing sacrilice; now dispossess

Thee of these chains and robes which were put on

T' adorn the day, not thee; for thou alone,

Like Virtue and Truth, are best in nakedness:

This bed is only to virginity

A grave, but to a better state a cradle;

Till now thou wast but able

To be what now thou art; then that by thee

No more be said I may be, but I am,

To.night put on perfection and a woman's name.


Ev'n like a faithful man, content

That this life for a better should be spent,

So she a molher's rich stile doth prefer,

And at the bridegroom's wish'd approach doth lie,

Like an appointed lamb, when tenderly

The priest comes on his knees t' imbowel her.

Now sleep or watch with more joy; and, oh! light

Of heav'n I to.morrow rise thou hot and early,

This sun will love so dearly

Her rest, that long, long, we shall want her sight.

Wonders are wrought; for she which had no name

To.night puts on perfection and a woman's name.

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Allopbanes finding hlios in the country in Christmas time, reprehends bis absence from Court at the marriage of the Earl of Somerset: Jdios gives an account of bis purpose therein, and if bis actons there.


Unseasonable man! statue of ice!
What could to country's solitude entice
Thee in this year's cold and decrepit time?
Nature's instinct draivs to the warmer clime
Ev'n smaller birds, who by that cournge dare
In numerous fleets sail thro' their sea, the air.
What delicacy can in fields appear,
Whilst Flora herself cloth a frize jerkin wear?
Whilst winds do all llie trees and hedges strip
Of leaves, to furnish rods enough to whip 10

Thy madness from thee, and all springs by frost
Having tak'n cold and their sweet murmurs lost ?,
If thou thy fauiss cr fortunes wouldst lament
Withjust solemnity, do it in Lent,
At court the spnng already advanced is,
The sun stays longer up; and yet not his
The glory is; far other, other fires:
First zeal 10 prince and s*ate, than Love's desires.
Volume I, X


Burn in ore breast, and, like heav'n's two great lights,

Tlie first doth govern days, the othy:r nights: 20

And then that early light which did aFpear

Before the sun arid moon created were,

The prince's favour, is diffus'd o'er all,

From which all fortunes,.names, and natures, fall;

Then from those wombs of stars, the trade's bright

At ev'ry glance a constellation flies, [eyes,

And sows the court with stars, and doth prevent

In light and power the aINey'd firmament.

First her eyes kindle other ladies' eyes,

Then from their beams, their jewels, lustres rise, 30

And from their jewels torches do take (ire,

And all is warmth, and light, and good desire.

Most other courts, alas! are like to hell,

Where in dark plots fire without light doth dwell;

Or but like stoves, for lust and envy get

Continual but artificial heat.

Here 2eal and love, grown one, all clouds digest,

And make our court an everlasting East;

And canst thou be from thence?

Inios. No, I am there: 40

As heav'n, to men dispos'd, is ev'ry where;
So are those courts whose princes apimate
Not only all their house but all their state.
Let no man think, because he 's full, he 'hath al!:
Kings (as their pattern, God) are liberal
Not only in fulness but capacity,
Enlarging nairow nien to fee! and see,; . .

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