From all mischances that may fright
Your pleasing slumbers in the night :
Mercy secure ye all, and keep
The goblin from ye while ye sleep.
Past one o’clock, and almost two,
My masters all, good-day to you.
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To gather flowers, Sappha went,
Within her lawny continent,The treasure of the Spring.She smiling blush’d, and blushing smiled,And sweetly blushing thus,She look’d as she’d been got with childBy young Favonius.Her apron gave, as she did pass,An odour more divine,More pleasing too, than ever wasThe lap of Proserpine.
If after rude and boisterous seas
If so it be I’ve gain’d the shore,With safety of a faithful oar;If having run my barque on ground,Ye see the aged vessel crown’d;What’s to be done? but on the sandsYe dance and sing, and now clap hands.–The first act’s doubtful, but (we say)It is the last commends the Play.
Display thy breasts, my Julia, there let me
Between whose glories, there my lips I’ll lay,Ravished in that fair Via Lactea.
Orpheus he went, as poets tell,
And had her, but it was uponThis short, but strict condition;Backward he should not look, while heLed her through hell’s obscurity.But ah! it happen’d, as he madeHis passage through that dreadful shade,Revolve he did his loving eye,For gentle fear or jealousy;And looking back, that look did severHim and Eurydice for ever.
I dreamed this mortal part of mine
Which, crawling one and every way,Enthralled my dainty Lucia.Methought, her long small legs and thighsI with my tendrils did surprise:Her belley, buttocks, and her waistBy my soft nervelets were embracedAbout her head I writhing hungAnd with rich clusters (hid AmoungThe leaves) her temples i behung,So that my Lucia seemed to meYoung Bacchus ravished by his…
Clear are her eyes,
Discovering from thenceA baby thereThat turns each sphere,Like an Intelligence.
From all mischances that may fright
Your pleasing slumbers in the night
Mercy secure ye all, and keep
The goblin from ye, while ye sleep.
–Past one a clock, and almost two,–
My masters all, ‘Good day to you.’
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THE ARGUMENT OF HIS BOOK
Of April, May, of June, and July flowers.I sing of May-poles, hock-carts, wassails, wakes,Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal-cakes.I write of youth, of love, and have accessBy these to sing of cleanly wantonness.I sing of dews, of rains, and piece by pieceOf balm, of oil, of spice, and ambergris.I sing of Time’s trans-shifting; and…
Night hath no wings to him that cannot sleep;
Slowly her chariot drives, as if that sheHad broke her wheel, or crack’d her axletree.Just so it is with me, who list’ning, prayThe winds to blow the tedious night away,That I might see the cheerful peeping day.Sick is my heart; O Saviour! do Thou pleaseTo make my bed soft in my sicknesses;Lighten my candle, so…
BE those few hours, which I have yet to spend,
Though they be few in number, I’m content;If otherwise, I stand indifferent,Nor makes it matter, Nestor’s years to tell,If man lives long, and if he live not well.A multitude of days still heaped onSeldom brings order, but confusion.Might I make choice, long life should be with-stood;Nor would I care how short it were, if good;Which…
Charm me asleep, and melt me so
That being ravish’d, hence I goAway in easy slumbers.Ease my sick head,And make my bed,Thou Power that canst severFrom me this ill;–And quickly still,Though thou not killMy fever.Thou sweetly canst convert the sameFrom a consuming fire,Into a gentle-licking flame,And make it thus expire.Then make me weepMy pains asleep,And give me such reposes,That I, poor I,May…
Whenas inn silks my Julia goes,
That liquefaction of her clothes.Next, when I cast mine eyes and seeThat brave vibration each way free ;O how that glittering taketh me !
Down with the rosemary and bays,
Instead of holly, now up-raiseThe greener box, for show.The holly hitherto did sway;Let box now domineer,Until the dancing Easter-day,Or Easter’s eve appear.Then youthful box, which now hath graceYour houses to renew,Grown old, surrender must his placeUnto the crisped yew.When yew is out, then birch comes in,And many flowers beside,Both of a fresh and fragrant kin,To…