o're her shoulders a black shade For the star-light of her eyes Brighter shines through those dark skies Black or fair or tall or low I alike with all can sport The bold sprightly Thais woe or the frozen Vestal Court Every Beauty takes my mind Ty'd to all to none confin'd A description of his Mistriss SO looks the Virgin Rose which cherish'd by the genial truth Her crimson Beauties doth disclose as doth the ruby portals of her mouth Which when she doth unfold Two bright transparent rows Of pearl ye may behold From between which a breath of Amber flows A more then Tyrean purple doth o'respread Her lips which softer are Then the Swans down and smoother far The costly juice that dwells In Oriental shells To them looks pale they are so purely red Fair Cheeks that look like blushing roses plac't In purest Ivory Or Coral within snow enchas'd The Glories of the Spring Grow pale and languishing For envy so out-shin'd by them to be Sweetly triumphing Eyes That in two Crystal prisons do contain Death in affrown's disguise How gladly would I die to be by those eyes slain Delightful cruelty Of those all charming Eyes That have on one design'd to try With what a pleasing empire they can tyrannize The Melancholy Lover HIther I come delightful groves To spend my sighs and make my moan To whose still shades it best behoves To make my plaints and sorrows known And these gentle trees invite To pity my disconsolate plight 'T is rigorous love that doth torment This disturbed heart of mine But of a Creature so Divine That I ought not to repent To have loved though unlov'd again The sole author of my pain Is bright Sylvia gentle bowrs To your gloomy walks unknown Who loves to spend the harmless hours Among silent groves alone Hnd can with her presence bright To the darkest shades give light Sylvia hath about her charms Nations able to subdue And can conquer with those arms More then mightiest Kings can do But I that am her chiefest aim Am destin'd to the greatest flame I die Sylvia when I behold Those eyes that set on fire my heart Yet I for love is uncontroll'd Greedy and fond of my own smart And captive to my misery Love to behold those Stars and die To his Mistriss falsly accusing him WRong me no more In thy complaint Blam'd for inconstancy I vow'd to adore The fairest Saint Not chang'd while thou wer't she But if another thee out-shine Th' inconstancy is only thine To be by such Blind Fools admir'd Gives thee but small esteem By whom as much thou 'dst be desir'd Did'st thou less beautious seem Sure why they love they know not well Who why they should not cannot tell Women are by themselves betray'd And to their short joys cruel Who foolishly themselves perswade Flames can outlast their fuel None though Platonick their pretence With reason love unless by sense And he by whose command to thee I did my heart resign now bids me chuse a Deity Diviner far then thine No power from love can beauty sever I 'me still loves subject thine was never The fairest she whom none surpass To love hath only right and such to me thy beauty was till one I found more bright But were as impious to adore thee now as not t' have don 't before Nor is it just by Rules of Love Thou shouldst denv to quit a heart that must anothers prove even in thy right to it Must not thy subjects captives be To her who triumphs over thee Cease then in vain to blot my name With forg'd Apostacy thine is that stain who dar'st to claim what others ask of thee Of Lovers they are only true Who pay their hearts where they are due To his false Mistriss CElio remains disconsolate forsaken of his cruel Lover Who not asham'd to violate Her faith doth for her false heart discover Oft do I her hard heart bemoan Inveigh on her unconstant mind Oft blame my self for doting on a thing more fickle then the wind Sometimes unhappy men he deem'd her absence might have quench'd his flame But now more and fair then e're she seem'd his flames increase through her disdain Now nought is left me but dispair My adverse â—ate brought me to see Things distant most admired are enjoyment breeds satiety I go to see the fair unkind whom her new Lovers arms immure Me she vouchsas'd not once to mind in her inconstancy secure Was 't not enough Phillis said I that thy deceitful charming wiles Should cheat my â—ond credulity that thou seekst others to beguile If amidst these thy new delights Thou hapst no time to think on me Think how awakn'd conscience frights Think Phillis on thy perjury Longer to grieve I see 't is vain Longer my troubled thoughts to vex Phillis triumph in her disdain Phillis the falsest of her sex Resolution to Love I Wonder what the Grave and Wise Think of all us that love Whether our pretty fooleries Their mirth or anger move They understand not breath that words do want Our sighs to them are unsignificant One of them saw me t'other day Touch thy dear hand which I admire My soul was melting straight away And dropt before the fire This silly Wiseman who pretends to know Ask'd why I look'd so pale and trembled to Another from my Mistriss dore Saw me with watry eyes to come Nor could the hidden cause explore But thought some smoak was in the room Such ignorance from unwounded learning came He knew tears made by smoak but not by flame If learn'd in other things you be And have in Love no skill For God sake keep your arts from me For I 'le be ignorant still Study or actions others may embrace My Love 's my business and my Book 's her face These are but trifles I confess Which me weak mortal move Nor is your busie seriousness Less trifling then my love The wisest King who from his sacred brest Pronounc'd all vanity chose it for the best Tyranny in Love BLind Cupid lay thy Bow aside Thou dost know its use For Love thy Tyranny doth shew Thy kindness is abuse Thou who wer't call'd a Pretty Boy Art thought a Skeleton For thou like death dost still destroy When thou dost strike at one Each vulgar hand can do as much Then Heavenly skill we see When we behold two Arrows touch Two marks that distant be Love always looks for joy agen If e're thou woundst mans heart Pierce by the way his Rib and then He 'l kiss not curse thy dart Against Love NOw fie on love it ill befits Or Man or Woman know it Love was not meant for people in their wits And they that fondly shew it Betray their too much feather'd brains And shall have Bedlam only for their pains To Love is to distract my sleep And waking to wear fetters To Love is but to go to School to weep I 'le leave it for my betters If single love be such a curse To marrie is
the Heav'nly Spheres In thy soul winning voice appears Happy were I had I like Atlas grace So fair a Heav'n with mine arms to embrace The Queen of Fairies COme follow follow me You Fairy Elves that be Which Circle on the Green Come follow me your Queen Hand in hand let 's dance a round For this place is Fairy ground When Mortals are at rest And snorting in their nest Unheard and unespy'd Through Key-holes we do glide Over Tables Stools and Shelves We trip it with our Fairy Elves And if the House be foul Or Platter Dish or Bowl Up stairs we nimbly creep And find the sluts asleep There we pinch their arms and thighs None escapes nor none espies But if the house be swept And from uncleanness kept We praise the Houshold-maid And surely she is paid For we do use before we go To drop a Tester in her Shoe Upon a Mushrom's head Our table we do spread A Corn of Rie or Wheat Is Manchet which we eat Pearly drops of dew we drink In Acorn Cups fill'd to the brink The brains of Nightingales The unctious dew of Snailes Between two Nut-shels stew'd Is meat that 's easily chew'd And the beards of little Mice Do make a feast of wondrous price On tops of dewie grass So nimbly do we pass The young and tender stalk Ne're bends when we do walk Yet in the morning may be seen Where we the night before have been The Grashopper and Flie Serve for our minstrelsie Grace said we dance a while And so the time beguile And when the Moon doth hide her head The Gloe-worm lights us home to bed Cupid Contemn'd CUpid thou art a sluggish Boy and dost neglect thy calling Thy Bow and Arrows are a toy thy monarchy is falling Unless thou dost recall thy self and take thy tools about thee Thou wilt be scorn'd by every Elf and all the world will flout thee Rouze up thy spirit like a God and play the Archer finely Let none escape thy Shaft or Rod 'gainst thee have spoke unkindly So may'st thou chance to plague that heart That cruelly hath made me smart Bootless Complaint THough bootless I must needs complain my faults are so extream I loved and was belov'd again yet all was but a dream For as that love was quickly got so was it quickly gone I 'le love no more a flame so hot I 'le rather let 't alone The Departure WE must not love as others do With sighs and tears as we were two Though with this outward form we part We find each other in our heart What search hath found a being where I am not if that thou be there True love hath wings and will assoon Survey the World as Sun or Moon And every where our triumph keep Our absence which makes others weep Shews it thereby a power is given To love on Earth as they in Heaven To a Lady in Prison LOok out bright eyes and clear the air even in shadows you are fair Caged beauty is like fire that breakes out clearer still and higher Though the body be confin'd and soft Love a prisoner bound Yet the beauty of your mind neither check nor chain hath found Look out nobly then and dare Even the fetters that you wear To Sorrow Sorrow why dost thou seek to tempt my quiet soul to misery and wo My constant thoughts from thine assaults exempt Inur'd to fortunes crosses long ago Go seek out some who doth affect thy pain If none thou find'st return to me again When elder years witness my race as run and hoary locks my hollow temples fill When I shall sit and say the world is done sorrow return and satisfie thy will Till then go seek out some who affects thy pain If none thou find'st return to me again Constancy resolved COme constant hearts that so prevail That every passion puts in bail My innocence shall dare as far To bid the Tyrant open war If warm'd with pride he kindle fires We 'l drown them in our chaste desires If he assail with Dart and Bow We 'l hide them in the hills of snow So shall his heart plagu'd mourn and die While we smile at his memory And keep our hearts our eyes and ears Free from vain sighs sad groans and tears Lose no time LOse no time nor youth but be Kind to men as they to thee The fair Lillies that now grow In thy cheeks and purely show The Cherry and the Rose that blow If too long they hand and waste Winter comes that all will blast Thou art ripe full ripe for Men In thy sweets be gather'd then Song NOt Roses couch'd within a lilly bed are those commixtures that depaint thy face Nor yet the white that silver Hyems head mix'd with the dewy mornings purple grace but thou whose face my senses captive led Whom I erst fondly deem'd of heavâ—nly race Hast from my guiltless blood which thou hast shed And envious paleness got thy white and red Song REad in the Roses the sad story Of my hard fate and your own glory In the white you may discover The paleness of a fainting Lover In the red the flames still feeding On my heart with fresh wounds bleeding The white will tell you how I languish And the red express my anguish The frown that on your brows recided Have the Roses thus divided O let your smiles but clear the weather And then they both shall grow together Dying to Live YOung Thirsis laid in Phillis lap and gazing on her eye Tyought life too mean for such good hap and fain the Lad would die When Phillis who the force did prove of Love as well as he Cry'd to him Stay a while my Love and I will die with thee So did these happy Lovers die but with so little pain That both to life immediately return'd to die again Who his Mistress is WIll you know my Mistress face 't is a Garden full of Roses When the Spring in every place white and blushing red discloses 'T is a Paradise where all That attempt the fruit must fall Will you know her forehead fair 't is heavenly living Sphere Under which the veins like air all Celestial blew appear But those burning Suns her Eyes He that dares live under dies Will you know her body now 't is a tall ship under sail From the rudder to the prow nothing but Imperial But that foolish man that stears Fills his Compass by his fears Shall I now her mind declare 't is a body arm'd for war Marching in proportion fair till the Lover hopes too far Then her eyes give fire and all Within level helpless fall In praise of Fools FOols they are the only nation Worth mens envy or admiration Free from love and sorrow taking Themselves and others merry making O who would not be He He He. All they speak or do is sterling your Fool he is your great mans darling And your Ladies sport and pleasure tongue and babble are his treasure Even his face begetth
lie I must resemble some one Deity But Sweet Diana what strange fears have I That am confirm'd how men can swear and lie As with an ague I do shiver still Since to this paper first I set my quill What blots so e're thou seest my tears did make And yet these tears do weight of words partake If I do erre you know our sex is weak Fear proves a fault when Maids are forc'd to speak Could I my soul into thy brest convey It might like purity to thine display I should not then come short of any trick Which makes thee prettily appear love sick But all my thoughts are innocent and meek As the chaste blushes on my Virgin cheek For till this blush I never did espy The nakedness of an immodesty Disguise not love but give thy self to me I cannot write but I could die for thee A Letter from a Lady with Child WHen thou dost see my Letter dost thou know Whether 't is my right hands Character or no Why should I write I feel a present fear That I must write more then a Maid should dare Oh! should I make it to my mother known Needs must it make m'asham'd what thou hast done No outward symptome shews my grief yet I Wretched past help of any medecine lie Think but how weak I am when I scarce these Can write or turn me in my bed with ease How I do fear lest that my Nurse should spie One Letter interchangeing coloque Then hastily I leave my words half fram'd My Letter straight is in my bosome cramm'd The name of Marriage with shame abash't My pale wan cheeks with glowing blushes quash't Fond man what glory hast thou won Or praise a Virgin thus to have undone As once an Apple did Atlanta seize Th' art now become a new Hippomanes O be not angry quiver-bearing Maid That I 'me loves patiently by youth betray'd 'T is now too late let thy rage be exil'd And spare the Mother of but for the Child He had a face and years too fit for play A treacherous face that stole my heart away Who whil'st I sung for Love is all things mind Upon my amorous lips did kisses bind Both them and each part else did please him well But chiefly when to loves choice sports he fell But whither hath my Pen transported me Thus to discourse to th' Queen of chastity Sweet Sir You sware by these same brests of mine To me and by thrice three Maids Divine You 'd celebrate the Himeneal rites And in my arms spend all your youthful nights This was a Language you were us'd to say When we were acting our delicious play And when of me your last leave you had took You sware an oath upon my lips your book That you would back return with winged speed To save my name from scandal of the deed With patience Sir your coming I attend Until you come receive these Lines I send A Perswasive Letter to his Mistress SWeetest but read what silent Love hath writ With thy fair eyes tast but of Loves fine wit Be not self will'd for thou art much too fair For death to triumph o're without aâ— heir Thy unus'd beauty must be tomb'd with thee Which us'd lives thy Executour to be The Flowers distill'd though they with Winter meet Lose but their show their substance still is sweet Nature made thee her seal she meant thereby Thou shouldst Print more not let the Copie die What hast thou vow'd an aged Maid to die Be not a fool Lovers may swear and lie Forswear thy self thou wilt be far more wise To break an oath then lose a Paradise For in the midst of all Loves pure protesting All Faith all Oaths all Vows should be but jesting What is so fair that hath no little spot Come come thou mayest be false yet know'st it not I wish to you what hath been wish'd by others For some fair Maids by me would have been Mothers Pardon me not for I confess no error Cast not upon these Lines a look of terror Nor vainly Lady think your beauty sought For these instructions are by Loves self wrought Venus her self my Pen to this theam led And gives thee freely to my longing bed I saw thee in my thoughts fair beauteous Dame When I beheld the eyes of fame I lov'd thee ere I saw thee long ago Before my eyes did view that glorious Shew Imagin not your face doth now delight me Since seen that unseen did invite me Believe me for I speak but what 's most true Too sparingly the world hath spoke of you Fame that hath undertook your worth to blaze Plai'd but the envious Huswise in your praise 'T is I will raise thy name and set thee forth Enjoy thy riches glorifie thy worth Nor with vain scribling longer vex my head To fancy love but leap into thy bed Best Wishes from a Lady Most worthy SIR Unto your Noble blood 'T IS no adition to think you good For your demeanor bears that equal part Y' have won the love not envie of the Court Having observ'd the forms and laws of state Gaining mens emulation not their hate With such a noble temper you divide The difference 'twixt formality and pride Thus your indifferent actions are as far From being too common as too singular Whilst in your nature those two Suns arise The attributes of beautiful and wise Give me now leave to wish that you may be As clear from others envy as y' are free From the desert But here I must not cease May no rude chance invade your blessed peace To your chast thoughts I wish as chast a mate Blest in her dower in beauty fortunate May all the happiness Heaven can confer Be acted on your lives fair Theater And may I live to see you thus possest Of these good wishes that flow from the best Of your most entire Servant A Letter of Acceptance from his Mistress I am not angry wo can angry be With him that loves a Mistress Love is free But you have further aim and seek to do What Jove defend I should consent unto I know that too much trust hath damag'd such As have believed me in their love too much Leda when she ne're dreamt of God nor Man Jove did surprize her shaped like a Swan But you 'r a Wag I 'me certain by the signes You make at Table in the meats and wines How you can wanton when your eye advances It's brightness against mine darting sweet glances How you can sigh yet by and by can grace With an angelick smile your cunning face You are too manifest a Lover Tush At such known sleights I could not chuse but blush Yet am I not incenst couldst thou but be As loyal as th' art amorous to me In the loves just ways for if thou seekst to climb My wisht for bed at the appointed time When Saffron Hymen hath concluded quite Such covenants as belong to th'nuptial rite I shall inter pret kindly every sign And moralize
Gods delight in wait on you fairest Ans. Sir I should be ungrateful not to wish you a share in them By your leave Lady may my boldness prove pardonable Good morrow to you Sir to meet you was a happiness that I did not dream of But tell me how it is with you Well Sir at present and I hope always shall be so to do you service Save you Sir you are most fortunately met Lady The pleasure of this sweet morning attend you On her Face You are the beauty without parallel in your Face all the Graces and in your Mind all the Vertues are met he that looks upon your mild Aspect were it the most savage creature would derive a new Nature from your Beauty On her Eyes and Lips That Eye was Juno's those Lips were once the Queen of Loves that Virgin Blush was Diana's Thus Madam You have a Donative from every Deity On her Beauty Apollo hath given you his orient Brightness Venus her curious Shape Jupiter his high and stately Forehead the God of Eloquence his flowing Speech and all the Female Deities have show'd their Bounties and Beauties on your Face On her Hair Her Hair is like the Beams that adorn Apollo's head Her Locks Soft as new spun Silk curling with such a natural wantonness as if they strove to delight the Fancy of her that wears them Her Forehead Made a stately prospect and show'd like a fair Castle commanding some goodly Countrey Her Face So full of majesty that Aurora blushes to see a countenance brighter then her own Her Face is full of Sun-shine Her Looks Have more entertainment then all the vain pomp which the Persians ever taught the world Her Eyes Dart Lightning through the Air. The Stars borrow new light from your more radiant Eyes They are able to grace the Heavens and beautisie the Skie in the clearest night They are Natures richest Diamonds set in foils of polisht Ivory Her Smiles Are so graceful and full of comfort that with them she is able to revive a dying Lover Her Cheeks Shew like Lawn spread upon Roses Nature painted the colour thereof in the most glorious Tulips They are slips of Paradise not to be gather'd but wondred at Her Breath So sweet that the Arabian Odours seem to borrow their excellency from thence It expires more sweet Odours then issu'd from the palm-trees in Paradise Her Lips Are like the full ripe Cherry which when they open discover a treasury greater then that of the Indian Ivory Her Chin Shews llke a piece of pure and polisht Chrystal which the God of Love delights to uphold with his soft hand Her Tongue Is tipt with such a fire and powerful art as might tame the most rebellious spirit Her Brow Is Cupids Bow most sweetly bent to shoot his Darts against every heart Her Neck Of such a whiteness as exceeds the unsull'd Snow Her Words Invade the weakned senses and overcome the heart Her Voice So charming that it hath power to do more then ever Spirits or Orpheus did should the holy Church-men use it it would tie up the nightly without the addition of more exorcism Her Arms Are sit to embrace a King Her Hands Soft and smooth the violet Veins whereof run along like Mines of Turkoeses Her Breasts Are two mountains of pure Snow from the two Fountains whereof Cupid himself sucks Nectar Briefly in the Abstract of her Self She comprehends whatsoever can be imagin'd or wish'd for in the Idea of a Woman She is so heavenly a piece that when Nature had wrought her she lost her needle like one that never hop'd to work again any so fair and lively a creature An Address of Courtship to his Mistress Lady My vital breath runs coldly through my veins I am sick for your Love dearest Lady neither is there any thing but your own heart can heal me believe me also fairest of Women there is nothing beneath the Moon but your frown can grieve me Sir Methinks this is a strange fit Lady Count not my love light because 't is sudden for By Cupids Bow I swear I never knew true Love till now Sir I intreat you not to wrong your self and me your love is violent and soon will have a period for that is the most perfect love which loves for ever Such love is mine believe me divinest Beauty for although men use to lie yet do I speak truth and therefore Madam give me sentence either of life or of a speedy death can you affect so mean a person Truly Sir I should deny my thoughts to give you an absolute denial yet must I not turn disloyal to former Promises and therefore let this suffice I cannot wrong my friend Then here my love must end and in your presence thus for love I die Nay hold Sir these are soul killing passions I had rather wrong my friend then that you should wrong your self Love me dear soul or else my death is but delay'd my Vow is fixt in Heaven and no fear shall move me for my life is a death that tortures me unless you love me Give me then but a little respite and I will resolve you Alass Madam my heart denies it my blood is violent now or else never love me Love me and both Art and Nature at large shall strive to be profuse in ravishing thy sense I will entice Dalliance from thee with my smiles and I will steal away thy heart with my chaste kisses Well Sir I am yours then from all the world your wit and your person have entranc'd my soul. I kiss thee Dearest for that breath and know that thou hast now joyn'd thy self to one whose life rests onely in thy sight To discourse concerning the noise of a Match Sir I am very glad to meet with you were it for no other reason but to give you joy Sir Your company is always a thing most acceptable to me and your wishes cannot be other then very fortunate yet if you please pray let me understand why you wish me so much felicity there being nothing new that I know of in my condition Sir You dissemble that which is well known to many and which hath been told me some few days since Pray Sir do the favour to tell me what it is for I can neither think nor imagine Sir They say that you intend to marry in this Town Truly Sir 't is the first news that I have heard of any such thing I can assure you Sir those that told me believe that they know very well and they take upon them to report many particulars Pray Sir be pleas'd to tell me to whom and what are the good Conditions of this Marriage perchance the person and the advantages may be such that I may speedily advise with my self and as speedily resolve Why should you do so Sir Would you marry out of your Countrey far from your friends and distant from all conveniences obliging your self to quit the sweet presence of your kindred or else to bring
to have haunted Dancing Scools with more zeal then the old Women have that go to St. Aâ—â—liâ—s He ought diligently to have studied over Melchiâ— Swashbucklerus de holdendo haâ—â—um in hando and Cussius Candus of the Ornaments of Nations he ought to be a diligent Observer of Fashions and an espyer of faults in the garb and house keeping of other Ladies that he may be able to furnish his own Lady now and then with discourse Lastly he must have a good head of hair and handsom feet without corns How he must be fitted for Service Having been bespoken and received earnest he must desire a weeks time to fit himself for her Ladiships service The first two days he must walk in iron Boots and an iron Breast and Back-piece such as children wear that have the rickets to bring his body into an upright and perfect posture After that he must drink Scurvygrass-Ale to reform his complexion He must then furnish himself with all the Books of Complementing and be sure to get enough to enable him to shew his wit the first night before the Waiting Gentlewoman at the Stewards Table His motion must be with such a Clock-work formality as if he were only made to strike the Quarter-Bell upon Bow-Steeple This must be practised every morning in his Looking-glass and he must not suffer himself to eat until he find he hath profited something His Behaviour in the House He must be affable to his fellow-servants especially the Waiting-Gentlewoman and the Cook to the one for his breakfast to the other for a kiss or two now and then and that she may speak well of him to her Lady when he goes before his Lady he must walk as circumspectly as a Milk-maid with a pail upon her head crying ever and anon by your leave Gentlemen He ought in company to value himself according to the degree of his Lady wherein he must have a care not to lose the least atome of her dignity His pockets must not be greasie because he may have occasion to carry his Ladies Hoods and Scarfs in them He ought not to cast any affection upon his Masters daughter for the Butler having more wit then himself made sure of her before he could make his approaches His Dressings He must not be long in dressing himself because of walking the Rounds of his morning Visits The heels of his Shoes ought to be long and very slender that he may tread with the more grace and make the less noise His clothes ought to be put on with so much accurateness as if he were to dress himself every day for his life or if the world would perish were there a wrinkle in his Band white Gloves he must not want for they like white staves in other employments are the badges of his preferment In his Hair he must be as nice as the ancient Greeks and good reason that he should make much of it while he hath it it being uncertain how long a man in his place may keep it The Diseases incident to Gentlemen Ushers and their Cures The first is when his hair doth utterly abandon his head leaving his ears open to all reproaches finding the wages of their nourishment as small as the recompence of his service The Cure of this is by way of humble Petition to the Gentlewoman to afford him her Combings and some few spare Locks to hide the nakedness which she laid bare The other is the dwindling away of the calves of his legs This happens from his being overtoyl'd for being to divide himself between the Lady and her Woman they never leave sucking him till they have made him so transparent that you may see his very thoughts For the cure of this disease he must go to the Hosier instead of the Apothecary If the Gentlewoman will take the pains to nurse him his body may perhaps return again to his soul otherwise he dies like a Silk-worm having spun out himself to pleasure others To his Mistriss O Thou the dear inflamer of my eyes Life of my soul and hearts eternal prize How delectable is thy love how pure How apt to vanish able to allure A frozen soul and with thy sacred fires To affect dull spirits with extream desires How do thy joys though in their greatest dearth Transcend the proudest pleasures of the earth Thou art a perfect Symetry a rare Connexion Of many perfects to make one perfection Of Heavenly Musick where all parts do meet In one sweet strain to make one perfect sweet Glorious Extraction where each several feature Divine compriz'd to so Divine a Creature Give me thy heart and for that gift of thine Lest thou shouldst rent a heart I 'le give thee mine Song MIstake me not I am as cold as hot For though mine eyes betrays thy heart o're night Ere morn ere morn ere morning all is right Sometimes I burn And then do I return There 's nothing so unconstant as my mind I change I change I change even as the wind Perhaps in jest I said I lov'd thee best But 't was no more then what was long before I vow'd I vow'd I vow'd to twenty more Then prithee see I give no heart to thee For when I ne're could keep my own one day What hope what hope what hope hadst thou to stay Plurality in Love HE whose active thoughts disdain to be captive to one foe And would break his single chain or else more would undergo Let him learn the art of me By new bondage to be free What tyrannick Mistriss dare to one Beauty Love confine Who unbounded as the air all may court but none decline Why should we the Heart deny As many Objects as the Eye Wheresoe're I turn or move a new Passion doth detain me Those kind Beauties that do love or those proud ones that disdain me This frown melts and that frown burns me This to tears that to ashes turns me Soft fresh Virgins not full blown with their youthful sweetness take me Sober Matrons that have known long since what these prove awake me Here staid Coldness I admire There the lively active Fire She that doth by skill dispence every favour she bestows Or the harmless innocence which nor Court nor City knows Both alike my Soul enflame That wild Beauty and this tame She that wisely can adorn nature with the wealth of arts Or whose rural sweets do scorn borrow'd helps to take a heart The vain care of that 's my pleasure Poverty of this my treasure Both the Wanton and the Coy me with equal pleasures move She whom I by force enjoy Or who forceth me to love This because she 'l not confess That not hide her happiness She whose loosely flowing hair scatter'd like the beams o th' morn Playing with the sportive air hides the sweets it doth adorn Captive in that net restrains me In those golden-fetters chains me Nor doth she with powers less bright my divided heart invade Whose soft tresses spread like night
Q. A Gentlewoman that was always jealous of Latine hearing one say bona mulier A. That for bona she knew that was good but I will pawn my self on it the other word says she means that which is stark nought Q. The people wondering at the Eclipse of the Sun A. One that stood by told them that it only burnt dim and that Phebus was snuffing of it Q. What did the fellow to his wise that said she was neither sick nor well A. He turned her out of doors for said he Hussie I am only bound to keep you in sickness or in health Q. One told a gentleman that went by water that his cloak burnt A. I knew that said the gentleman and therefore I put it into the water Q. A Wit meeting of a Usurer desired him to lend him some money Sir said the Usurer I do not know you A. Therefore I ask you says he for they that know me will not lend me a sarthing Q. One saying that he was sorrowful that such a Venison Pasty was eaten A. His friend replied if he pleased he would write an Epitaph on it Q. One askt in which part of the house a gentlewoman did use to lie A. Answer was made that she lay backwards and did let out her fore rooms Q. One askt a pretty wench that came out of the countrey in her linsie woolsie petticoats very mean in habit when he saw her not long after in the Strand mighty brave how she purchased such cloaths A. Faith said she onely for the taking up Q. One asking another what Superscription he had best write to his Mistress on his letter was told Venus Lass of his affections A. No by troth not I said he she shall be stiled as I think she is Venice glass of my affections Qu. One askt what was the first commodity a young shop keeper would put off A. Another answered his honesty Q. One askt why men should think there was a world in the moon A. Answer was made because they are Lunatick Q. what reply did he make to the Physitian that said that his liver was nought A. Qualis vita fuit ita Q. why are women like a piece of Grogram A. Because they are always fretting Q. One being askt what countrey man a Plough man was A. Was answered an Hungarian Q. One asking a Poet where his wits were A. Another that stood by answered they were a wooll-gathering for said he no people have more need of it Q. One said he was so tender hearted that he could not abide to kill a louse A. Another replied because he was too cowardly to see his own blood Q. One perswaded another because she was rich to marry a whore saying it was not too late for her to turn A. A Pox on her says the other she hath been so much worn it is to no purpose she is past turning Q. What said the Gentleman to the Citizen that with his hat in his hand began a health to all the cuckolds in the world A. Sir says he be cover'd what do you mean pray be pleased to remember your self Q. How did Phil. Porter rid himself and his company of the Fidlers A. He caused one of his Comrades to snip off a piece of his ear and drinking off a beer-glass to the musick swore every one of them should follow his example Wit and Language Set Forms of Expression inserted for imitation A Kiss is but a minutes joy Your words are Delphian oracles Your wit hath too much edge I am a cast-away in love You are a flame of beauty Sweet and delicious as the feast of love Sweet as the breath of lutes or loves deliciousness I like a childe will go by your directions You are the rising sun which I adore It is a confidence that well becomes you I see your wit is as nimble as your tongue Your favors I did tast in great abundance Let me but touch the white pillows of your naked breasts Your words like musick please me I prize your love above all the gold in wealthy Indies arms I 'le play at kisses with you Give me a naked Lady in a net of gold Your fingers are made to quaver on a lute your arms to hang about a ladies neck Your tongue is oyled with courtly flatteries You guild my praises far above my deserts My boldness wants excuse Reward stayes for you I 'le pay the tribute of my love to you Welcome as light to day as health to sick men Let me share your thoughts Let men that hope to be beloved be bold You have a face where all good seems to dwell My duty bindes me to obey you ever I sacrifice to you the incense of my thanks You wear a showie livery I will repay your love with usury Vertue go with you You are the star I reach at I am engaged to business craves some speed You speak the courtiers dialect Inherit your desires You are my counsels consistory Your title far exceeds my worth I 'le bathe my lips in rosie dews of kisses I wear you in my heart You are the miracle of friendship You are the usurer of fame My genius and yours are friends I will unrip my very bosom to you My tongue speaks the freedom of my heart Give me leave to waken your memory Of late you are turn'd a parasite With your Ambrosiack kisses bathe my lips Sure winter dwells upon your lip the snow is not more cold Mine eyes have feasted on your beauteous face Your favors have faln like the dew upon me Oh! I shall rob you of too much sweetness You have the power to sway me as you please Your goodness wants a president Your acceptance shall be my recompence The Sun never met the Summer with more joy You wrap me up in wonder You temporize with sorrow mine 's sincere You have made me sick with passion Oh! suit your pitty with your infinite beauty There is no treasure on earth like her Your breath casts sweet perfumes Goodness and vertue are your near acquaintance You understand not the language of my intent My entertainment hath confirmed my welcome Your words have charmed my soul. Make me companion of your cares I want no part of welcom but your wished presence It is no pilgrimage to travel to your lips I am proud to please you By you like your shade I 'le ever dwell The unblown rose the crystal nor the diamond are not more pure then she I 'le chronicle your vertues As white as innocence it self As constant as the needle to the adamant You are the only anchor of my hopes I am as mute as night Women are angels clad in flesh My arms shall be your sanctuary You like a comet do attract all eyes As kinde as the Sun to the new born Spring As glorious as the noon-tide Sun Your eyes are orbs of stars You make my faith to stagger You are too much an adamant As you have vertue speak it You are a noble
THE MYSTERIES OF LOVE ELOQUENCE Or the ARTS of Wooing and Complementing As they are manag'd in the Spring Garden Hide Park the New Exchange and other eminent places A Work in which is drawn to the Life the Deportments of the most accomplisht Persons the mode of their Courtly Entertainments Treatments of their Ladies at Balls their accustom'd Sports Drolls and Fancies the Witchcrafts of their perswasive Language in their Approaches or other more Secret Dispatches And to compleat the young Practitioners of Love and Courtship these following conducing Helps are chiefly insisted on Addresses and set Forms of Expressions for imitation Poems pleasant Songs Letters Proverbs Riddles Jests Posics Devices A-la-mode Pastimes A Dictionary for the making of Rimes Four hundred and fifty delightful Questions with their several Answers As also Epithets and flourishing Similitudes Alphabetically Collected and so properly applied to their several Subjects that they may be rendred admirably useful on the sudden occasions of Discourse or Writing Together with a new invented Art of Logick so plain and easie by way of Questions and Answers that the meanest capacity may in a short time attain to a perfection in the ways of Arguing and Disputing The Third Edition with Additions London Printed by James Rawlins for Obadiah Blagrave at the Black-Bear and Star in St. Pauls Church-yard 1685. THE Misteries of LOVE and ELOQVENCE The Arts of Wooing and Complementing LOVE ELOQVENCE Theater of Courtship LOVES LIBRARY The Preface To the Youthful Gentry IT hath been such an hereditary practice for the Author to declare to the Reader the depth of his design that should I decline this custom I should not free my Endeavors from the nice exceptions of the too curious Criticks of these times When Playes were at their height Prologues were so in fashion at the Court and so desired on the Stage that without them the Audience could not be pleased so that the best Poets were forced to satisfie the greedy expectations of the multitude that gaped and yawned for such set and starcht speeches to be gravely delivered to their Worships by the man in the long cloak with the coloured beard It is reported of Mr. Fletcher that though he writ with such a free and sparkling Genious that future Ages shall scarce ever parallel yet his importunate Commedians would often croud upon him such impertinences which to him seem needless and lame excuses his Works being so good his indignation rendred them as the only bad Lines his modest Thalia was ever humbled with The truth is when an Author hath set down well and so descended to his Readers capacity that his Muse is obvious and easie to be understood what needs there a Clavis or a Thred where there is no Labyrinth notwithstanding we cannot but be sensible that some Prefaces have so abused the credulous Readers trust that they cannot now be too slightly set by as most of them may and that not improperly be fitly compared to rich capparrison'd Jades to painted Inn-posts to Wenches admirably trickt forth but pull off their dressings and they look like flead Cats What the Country-man said of the Nightingale Vox praeterea nihil A great cry and no wool may be rightly applied to them I acknowledge Courteous Reader that as I have already in my Epistle to the Coy Ladies discourst Jovially and Ironically of Love as also in my other Advertisement treated by way of Introduction of the right management of Eloquence and Complements if I had not still inforced my Intellectuals to further serious and useful Instructions for my Readers greater benefit this Preface had been like those I have found fault with superfluous or at least to little purpose And now it will be expected nor can I do otherwise then make an ingenious confession why I set those subjects of Love and Complements apart by themselves I shall give my Reader sufficient reason that I might not justle too much matter into this Preface which I only intend for a Landskip to the Work my whole design being included in these two particulars First why I have published this Volume Secondly what Profit and Delight an understanding Reader may expect to drive to himself from his diligent perusal of it For the first to deal plainly with my Countrey-men the several simple Pamphlets that have treated so surreptitiously of this subject exacted this employment from me as I could not but be highly incensed to see them so cheated and baffled by such specious pretenders but most wretched performers of what they undertook I will not vex my Reader with the Names or Titles they are distinguisht or dignified with I hope by this time all Ingenious Persons have learnt sufficiently to detest them For my own part in these my Studies I have not so much as taken any other notice of them then to shun the infection of their papers and though some may object that the Green is the same that we bowl on such persons if they make but the least inquisition shall quickly find that my Byas is turned another way my flight is higher my engagements are different for without any vain glory I may confidently attest to the world that the contributions of several persons of Honour as well by their particular prescriptions as also by the assistance of their choisest Manuscripts built up this Volume It took its birth from them to whom with a most sincere gratitude it doth again humbly dedicate it self For my second Consideration what benefit the Peruser of this Book is likely to acquire to himself I shall express to him in few words he hath as I may rightly call it a Magazin richly furnisht for his dispatch of any of those high Concernments Cupid or Mercury shall at any time instate him in all manner of Adresses Entertainments and Ceremonies whether of Salutation Love or Court-ship which are comprehended under those Heads of Wooing and Complements from whence as from two Springs the other lesser streams do distill whether of Prose or Verse serious or Drolling Subjects in Letters or otherwise these contain in them a grand part of the body of this Work for the other Additions of Proverbs Posies Characters Jeasts Clinches Similitudes c. as also the Miscelania of Natural Amorous Moral Experimental Paradoxical Enigmatical and â—ovial Questions with their Answers I am confident they will no less inrich the Readers Mind then admirably delight his Fancy As for the several A-la-mode Games and Sports I have inserted them with such plain demonstrations that any person of a reasonable capacity may quickly be expert in them to which purpose I have invented a Riming Dictionary consisting of Monasyllables for the ending of Verses applicable for those that are yong Practioners in the pleasant Sport named Crambo together with another particular Alphabet intituled The triall of Wits which consists of Epithets properly fitted for immediate use on the sudden occasions of Writing or Discourse which I have also appropriated to the other Recreation so
confess that we have too much presumed upon your goodness and therefore we shall rather choose to quit our own Felicity then to make your Recreation tiresom Answer Believe not Sir that we can be tir'd where the Content we find in the company gives new refreshment to our Spirits so that we should be willing still to be a part of your delight did not the late hour of the Night or rather the early hour of the Morning put a period to our mirth Return of Thanks Ladies You see I have brought you into a rude Chamber I must beg your pardon that I can give no entertainment answerable to the pains that you have taken to honour me and grace this mean habitation of mine Answer Sir There needs no such Apologics for in earnest you have so far engag'd us that I believe that there is no Lady here but will think her self oblig'd to take from hence a happy occasion to be the publibk relater of your Nobleness and Civility There was now a general cessation of the Feet from labor onely that small member the Tongue was not a little put to it to express such Complements as the Brain continually hammer'd out for its delivery Many high Strains are spoken many pathetical Sentences are uttered with all varieties of Congies Bows and Kissing of the Hand that may be But now in come the Sweet-meats and Burnt Wine as the reward of their great pains which they tipple with great alacrity as being all very thirsty After all this to give a little more rest to the Ladies weary limbs they all take ther seats and a motion is made to go to Questions and Commands which is by all unanimously consented to Questions and Commands The Question was put Whether Colatinus were not a cuckold for all that Lucretia stabb'd her self To which the Lady answered in the Affirmative It was demanded Whether of the two wrought the most excusable Love-cure upon themselves Hero that drown'd her self or Phillis that hang'd her self It was answered Phillis that hang'd her self because it may be the nature of some women to love hanging so well that they had rather hang by the neck then not hang at all It was ask'd Whether it were more dangerous for Ladies to dance upon the Ropes or to dance upon the Ground The Reply was To dance upon the Ground because that sport hath been the occasion that several Ladies have caught many a shrewd fall It was demanded Why women are many times more quick witted then men The Answer was Because they eat so much salt It was required Why the Poets do so much extol Cupid for his shaft being but a Boy Answer was made That Venus bid them do it upon her reputation who knew better what belonged to a Page then they did It was ask'd Why Maiden-heads was so much priz'd It was reply'd Because a man might then be sure there was no danger It was ask'd Who was the fittest man to marry a flat nos'd woman The Reply was made One that had a Roman nose The Question was put Why women used to spit when they heard men speak bawdy It was answered Because their teeth water It was demanded What was the humor of those people that dyed for Love The Answer was That they lov'd to dye It was demanded of a Lady Whether she had rather marry a Fool or a Wiseman Answer was made A Wise man unless it were such a Fool as would let her do what she listed The Question was Why women are said to be in subjection to men The Answer was Because they lie undermost The Question was put Whether a wise beautiful or wealthy woman were to be chosen The Reply was drawn from the comparison of a Wallnut For they said Beauty was like the rind presently peel'd off that a womans Wit was quickly crack'd and that therefore Wealth which was like the kernel and brought substance along with it was to be preferred as best of all Their Commands consisted more of Unluckiness then Wit A Lady was commanded to put her busk in a Gentlemans codpiss Another Lady was commanded to pull it out which occasioned some sport for she laying hold upon somthing else after two or three pulls gave over excusing her disobedience by pretending that the busk was tackt to the Gentlemans belly Another Lady was commanded to lead a Gentleman three times about the Room by the nose with her teeth which being done He was commanded to wipe off the wet with the lappet of her Smock Another Lady is commanded to tell how often she open'd her back-gates to let forth the captivated wind of her belly since she came into the Room Another Lady is commanded to tell if she have not a wart like that in her face upon such or such secret part of her body Another Lady was commanded to tell whether she had her maidenhead or no. Another was commanded to tell who she loved best in that Room Another was commanded to tell how many times her Husband had enjoy'd her The Gentlemen were commanded One to untie a Ladies garter Another to kiss her bare knee Another to tell how many of Aretines postures he had try'd Another to tell who he lay with last Another to tell how many Mistresses he had and which he loved best Another was commanded to tell how many children he had that he durst not own Another was commanded to tell how many times he could lie with a Woman in one night By this time 't is very late and they resolve all to depart which makes the Master of the Ball put on all his gravity with which he thus accosts his departing guests Ladies Since the time of parting is now unhappily arrived I am now to give you thanks for that great kindness which you have shewed me but seeing I want expressions to perform so great a work I shall endeavour to supply my defect of words in deeds beseeching you to command from me what testimonies you please of my duty and service upon all occasions Reply Sir we cannot in modesty require any such debt from a person who hath so much engaged us by his favours and so all happiness attend you till our next meeting Pardon me Ladies I shall wait on you to your Coaches and then commit you to the protection of your own goodness and of these Gentlmen who have the happy fortune to attend you home An address to a Company of Ladies A. Ladies I beseech you that my coming may be no interruption to your discourse though it would be no small happiness to me to partake of your pleasant entertainments B. Sir our discourses are not of much importance we meet often among our selves and therefore we do willingly quit them to enjoy your better company A. Truly Ladies he that is in this company cannot want an Object to entertain himself onely it is my imperfection that I have not language enough at command to express the zeal which I have to honour and serve
saw you enjoying a thousand wonders and in a moment I was sensible of a thousand torments of Love and being capable of nothing but Admiration methought that this Beauty was in the world for no other end but deserve and for me to be obedient to I see no reason Fairest that the belief which I have taken with the clearest judgement that I have of your Beauty should be swallow'd up by your misbelieving opinions Sir They say that contrariety doth animate persons the more and therefore I shall be silent that I may hinder these unjust Praises perhaps you will have pitty on my seeble resistance and will be weary of conquering so easily Madam 'T is rather my self that ought to keep silent being so lately in an astonishment but as for you Madam it would be a sin against your fair lips whose words are Oracles Then pray Sir why do you not believe that which I say for all Oracles are truth But why will you Madam by perswasion hinder the belief which I have taken with sight and judgment For I will believe your Beauty against all your unbelief and undervaluings and also continue the Service which I have sworn you against any thing that shall hinder it My Attempt also hath promis'd my Design that future Ages shall admire your Merit and my Servitude and record us as the most faithful Lovers in Cupid's Dominions I fear Sir that time will alter this opinion Madam Time can do nothing against that which Love hath ordain'd he is the master of Fortune and an enemy to change But wherefore this superfluity of speech It is better to believe by the force of Words then by the force of Perswasion and therefore at this time it is more necessary for me to demand of you Remedies for this remove the apprehension whereof makes me endure this present pain Sir It behooves you to forget your Design and you will avoid the Pain that will follow and also the Repentance No Madam I will keep the memory of my Design eternally and shall always see painted before me the glory of my Enterprize Adieu great Beauty you shall never cast your eyes downward but you shall perceive lying at your feet him that admires you nor ever elevate your Thoughts to your deserts but you shall remember your conquest Adieu Fairest for now I leave the Sun and go to seek out Night and Sorrows cell The Return I come Madam to receive as much content from your chearful Countenance as the loss of it hath yielded me sorrow I know the Good will now be as great as the Evil since they proceed both from the same cause Sir I do believe that you do receive the one as well as you have suffer'd the other but I beseech you Sir to tell me from whence that pain proceeds which you say you do endure for as to my self I do believe that the pleasure of Thinking is greater then that of Seeing Madam It is permitted me to think but experiment forbids me believe that opinion for I receive from my Imaginations only a good imagination on the contrary the sight cannot err But it is said Sir that the presence only contents the Eyes which are Mortal but that absence exercises the Soul which is Divine and therefore if that did any way afflict you you might easily avoid it It was some good Genius Madam that took me yesterday from your eyes that I might the better value the happiness of their lustre and avoid the extremity of that pain which the loss of them made me endure causing in me such an impatience to return to you that every hour I staid from you seem'd an age Sir That which is foreseen is easily avoided Now you perceive whence the evil that you speak of proceeds yet the little occasion that you had to fear it makes you find it out willingly therefore blame your own desires which have procur'd you this evil and do not complain on Destiny which is always just Madam My Will is not the cause for then I should fly my self and come back to you but Love to abuse me the more gave me the Desire and hinder'd the Effect Though I believe it to be one of his Destinies for it behooves a true passion to overcome the violence of all opposition by a diligent constancy Demand of Assurance Fairest It is now time that I should require from you some Assurances of your friendship because I cannot grant you that authority which you have over my Affections but by the service which I am willing to render to your power The proof whereof depends upon opportunity and the opportunity occasion upon your commands swear to me therefore by your fair Eyes that you love that which they have subdu'd that I may boast my ruine to be a mark as well of my glory as of your puissance Do you think Sir that that which is ruin'd by the Eyes can â—e belov'd by the Heart Dear Lady why should you not affect that love which you your self have created Would you cause it to be born and dye at the same instant that would be the action of an inconstant soul. It is you Sir that run the hazard of being call'd by that name for if love proceed from merit you will soon finde some one more worthy your Affection then my self Madam I shall never seck the means to find any more signal worth then that which you possess it is permitted to those who are less worthy to have such jealousies but not to you whose Beauty hath such a supereminence above all others in the world No Madam take counsel of your own worth and it will shew the fair Election which I have made how impossible it is to be changed the design coming from the judgement of our Soul which being Divine cannot erre But Sir they say that love is very subject to knowledge of which you being so well provided 't is to be fear'd that you may make use of those agreeable diversities that Love doth every day present to unfaithful Lovers Madam May he banish me from his Empire if I have any other Will then what is agreeable to his He sees that I am yours so his Power and my Will are agreed my Designs concur with his Commands Sir I believe that Love himself could not know how to force you to love He fear'd Madam lest he should be made himself a slave He hath no force able to resist your puissance unless it be your own therefore since you have this Glory entire to your self to have vanquish'd all the world there remains nothing now but that you should vanquish your self Sir I cannot do any thing else but vanquish having neither Will nor Thought which doth not render obedience to that duty which I have taken to be the perfect guide of my life Madam You oppose your Designs to my Prayers to the end this refusal may redouble my passion and cause me to persist more eagerly in the pursuit of your tempting
neat ornaments seeing that you are that very picture of ornament it self and doubtless your Trade must be very innocent for you deal all in white Sir Your good opinion doth much oblige me yet I entreat the favour of you to believe that there is as much deceit in our Trade as in any occupation about London Lady You may perceive by my behaviour and my garb that I am a person wholly made up of complements so that the greatest complement that I can give you is my self And as a testimony of this I should be glad to give you a treatment at the Sebastian over against Southampton-house not daring to doubt but that you are as fame speaketh most of your calling of a courteous and yielding nature Sir Your great estate would argue me of folly should I deny you any thing that may obtain your custome Between a Journeyman-Haberdasher of small Wares and a Ladies Chamber-maid Fair Creature For whose sake Cupid became a Weaver that he might twist into thee all his mothers graces grant me the favor to accost thy coral lip that I may shew thee how my Master kisses my Mistress Sir Though our Butler hath bin teaching me something of this nature already yet I shall be glad to take better example from your more exquisite accomplishments Lady I have here brought you four pair of blew Shoe-strings to signifie the knots wherewith you have tied my heart as also a Love-hood to remember you of the love I bear you and a pair of trimm'd Gloves that when your fingers are imprisoned in them you may think upon the captivity into which you have brought my soul. 'T is true I rather chose to steal then buy them partly having the advantage of my Masters Shop and partly knowing how much young people do delight in stoln contents Sir Though I that am a Chamber-maid an exact Trimmer of Gloves have deserved these and greater â—avors then these yet if you will bring me when you come hither next Sunday a set of Lemon colour and silver Knots I shall then think it my part to study the satisfaction of your desires but it must be upon good conditions Lady of my constant affections impose what conditions you please the strictest of them will not be too heavy for him that desires to bear the burthen of your love Briefly thus Sir You must let me have young Pease by latter end of March ripe Cherries by May-day in clothes none of my quality must go finer then I. 'T will be your gain for I shall sit in the Shop and invite custom Mistriss Prudentia You may think I lye now but let me never stir more if I do in reality I love you and as for these conditions if I do not follow them then cut my throat and throw me into the House of office what can a man say more Well Sir go to I 'le tell you more next Sunday but be sure you remember my Knots Between a Gentleman Usher and a Waiting Gentlewoman Bright pearl in Natures eye I have made a journey from my looking-glass hither that I may present you my exiguous devoires Sir Your exquisite knowledge in the service of Ladies emboldens me to desire a â—avour of your hands that you would be pleas'd the maids being all busie in washing to help me to comb my head Lady The softness of your Hair betrays the softness of your disposition and indeed how should it be otherwise it having been so long sleek'd with the smoothing-iron of a mild and gentle education Sir As one shoulder of mutton drives down another so the readiness wherewith you have done me one courtesie makes me to request another from you that when my Lady is engag'd abroad in company you would be pleas'd to carry a Complement from me to a Sweet-heart of mine a Barber in Fleet-street I can assure you that for my sake he will give you a cast of his Office for nothing at any time Lady You have ript up an old sore in my heart which hath been wounded long ago by your Beauty for it was now my intention to have ingrafted my self into your affection Oh Sir I dare not presume upon a man that goes before my Lady beside that your Periwig and the smallness of the Calf of your Leg would cause the Hickup in my Fancy should you urge your request any further and therefore I implore you to desist Between a Lawyers Clerk and his Masters Daughter Most celestial beam of Beauty I have receiv'd you into my heart which like a burning-glass contracting the heat of your rayes is now all on fire not to be quench'd but by the moistening julip of your affection Kind Robin I have long thought thee to be what now I find thee a Phenix among men which thou provest by going about to die in thy flames but heaven forbid I will first make water in a bason and give it thee wherein to bathe thy burning breast before I will be depriv'd of thy service How willingly Mrs. Mary should I receive such a stream into my bosom But Oh your Father he 's the shoe that wrings us both by the foot methinks I hear him saying already Out ye poor condition'd slut what marry your Fathers Clerk Come Robin Clerk me no Clerks I love thee and if my father do compel me to marry another yet Robin thou knowest there are private corners in London Mrs. Mary I bow with all reverence to your manifold favours But what do you think of a little horse-play in the time Robin I acknowledge thy civility and shall not refuse any occasion to gratifie thy reasonable request for I love tumbling dearly Between the Countrey Bumkin and his Mistriss going to a Fair. Well overtaken my dear Katie I no sooner heard that thou wert gone to the Fair but I came a swinging pace after thee for in troth Katie I love thee above all things as a man may say in the versal world Alas Katie thy love hath gor'd me to the very heart so that I shall be always as sick as a Horse till thou hast cur'd me with the plaister of thy love Nay Richard As bad as I love thee I do not love thee so Ill but that I 'le kiss my lips into a consumption to save thy life Ita say'st thou me so Kate God a mercy for that girle by the mass and that word shall cost me the best fairing in the Pedlers pack Come hold by my skirts and let 's make all the haste we can Kate. O Dear Richard how you sweat here take my handkercher to wipe your face But Richard must not I wear a gold Ring like my Dame when I am married I Kate and a posie in it too which shall be this Richard and Kate shall live without hate 'T was my own invention and judge you now Kate if I be not a brave blade to lead a Hen to water Truly Richard did I not take you for a very pretty fellow you should not
be so much in my books as you are I know more then one or two that would kiss my back side to have half those favours from me that you have received Heaven bless us how the Fair 's crouded already In the Fair. Come Kate follow close unhook my dublet take fast hold on my Wasteband shoulders make room for your Mistriss Thom dost do Thom Kate where are ye what do ye like at that Stall Oh Richard I le tell thee what thou shalt give me A silver Bodkin to scratch my head at Church withal and a silver Thimble to make thy Wedding Shirt What thou wilt Kate my fobb buttons and unbuttons at thy command Uds boars Kate why dost think I won't please my Sweet-heart Yes faith and â—l'e give thee a Bottle of white Wine and Sugar too at the George before we go home At the Inn. Come Kate give me thy Suger-candy first Here 's to thee with heart and good will And now caperDick for joy Katie's thine Katie's thine boy I have purchased her with a silver Bodkin and a Thimble and she 's now my Tenant in Tail come Girle give me thy hand once more and strike me good luck Here Richard here 's to thee I 'le warrant thee a merry grigg how ere the world go Come say away Girle Hey down a down a derry down Hey down a down a derry do My Love she is as brown as a Nut My Love 's a very pretty little Slut She hath a dimple in her chin And I am he that did her win Nay 't is true Kate and I 'le lay our pie-bald Mare against any Horse in the Town that thou hast as pretty a smelling brow as any Lass in the Countrey Ay but Richard will you think so hereafter Will you not when you have me throw stools at my head and cry Would my eyes had been beat out of my head with a cricket-ball the day before I saw thee Kate My Infections are greater toward thee yn so But if I should chance to call louder then ordinary why 't is but saying hold your tongue Dick here 's piece of bag-budding for you I and my mouth is stopt presently Richard thou dost well to tell me some of thy humors But art thou not terrible mad when th' art drunk and quarrelsome withall No Kate as quiet as any Lambkin All that I shall do is onely this that when I come home I may snore an hour or two perhaps with my head in thy lap then I start up and cry Hoh Kate what 's a clock and so go to bed Well Richard my left eye itches which puts me in mind of going home for I 'm afraid my Dame will thrash my bones for staying so long Between the Coach-man and the Kitehin-maid Fair Goddess of the pottage pot how done you do tzip morning In truth George I find my self very hot Oh I am glad that you begin to feel the heat which you make me suffer Why what hurt have I done you have I scratch'd you or prickt you with any of my loose pins or have I trod upon your corns Truly Bess you are in the right on 't for the nails of your allurements have scratch'd my mind the pins of your features have prick'd me and the foot of your disdain hath trod upon the toes of my perseverance and besides all this you have struck me to the heart With what good George With the miracles of your beauty Alas that cannot be for I am blacker then the Crock in the Chimney Truly Bess if thou art a Chimney Crock thou oughtest not to be us'd in any place but in the Chimneys of the Gods where there is no fire made but that of Love Oh that I were some Celestial Kettle that I might hang always over thee that I might be never separated from thee George You will never leave your jeers but 't is no matter I have a back broad enough to bear 'em Truly Bess I speak nothing but the truth measure me according to the greatness of my affections not by the smallness of my deserts and though I am but a poor Coach-man scorn me not for I can tell you of Goddesses themselves that have affected mortal men perhaps meaner then my self The Picture of the Poets Mistress Gentleman step in and see the begining here is a Lady worth your seeing She was born like Minerva for she hath been breeding like mites in old cheese in the heads of several Poets for this thousand years Who have at length produc'd her to out-miracle the Hairy Gentlewoman being quite contrary to her for hair she hath none her head being cover'd with an Aurora colour'd silk which hangs dis-shevel'd about her shoulders instead of curls it is ty'd in nooses such as they catch Jacks withall with which she recreates her self in fishing for Gudgeons Her fore-head is a Tower planted all about with Cupids artillery The whole structure of her head resembles a stately Palace Her nose is the Throne where Jupiter himself sits under the Arches of her brows which are not brows but two rainbows to signifie the warry temper of their eyes Instead of her eyes she hath two burning Torches in each hole and here by the way the Poets tell a story how that Cupid about a hundred years ago sing'd his wings in the flames thereof and falling into one of the corners was almost drown'd in the Rhume Her lips are two Altars of red Coral continually reeking with the incense that comes from her mouth Her teeth are not made of bone like those of other Women but of the tears of true lovers congealed into pearl Her Neck is nothing but a cloud out of which you may see a Sun break â—orth to enlighten the two Orbs of her breast though indeed they are not so properly to be termed Orbs as Mountains resembling the two hillocks that are upon Mount Parnassus these overlook her belly which is not a belly but rather a plain large and smooth like that near Salisbury Further I might go but the Painter being not willing to draw more makes me as abruptly to break off with my Pen as he did with his Pencil Many Books have been written of sundry and several Arts and Sciences so that even the scabby invention of Short-hand hath not wanted Printed Instructions for the attaining thereof Yet strange it is to tell that there never was yet any Book published concerning the Art of Ushering Ladies doubtless it would have sold well and might aptly have been called The Gentleman Usher in Print Therefore that this generation of Men may no longer live like Jews depending wholly upon Tradition it was thought requisite to set them down some few Precepts not doubting but that some or other of them in their lazie hours may build greater works upon this small Foundation The Choice of a Gentleman Usher He ought to be indifferently tall that is being measured with a Carpenters Rule seven foot three inches and a quarter He ought
to make it ten times worse The Maiden-head THou worst estate even of the sex that 's worst Therefore by nature made at first T' attend the weakness of our birth Slight outward Curtain to the nuptial Bed Thou cause to buildings not yet finished Who like the Center of the Earth Dost heaviest things attract to thee Though thou a point imaginary be A thing God thought for mankind so unfit That his first blessing mind it Cold frozen nurse of fiercest fires Who like the parched plains of Africk sand A sterel and a wild unlovely Land Art always scorâ—ht with hot desires Yet barren quite didst thou not bring Monsters and Serpents sorth thy self to sting Thou that bewitchest men while thou dost dwell Like a close Conjuâ—er in his Cell And fear'st the days discovering eye No wonder 't is at all that thou shouldst be Such tedious and unpleasant company Who liv'st so melancholily Thou thing of subtil slippery kind Which Women lose and yet no man can find Although I think thou never found wilt be Yet I 'me resolv'd to search for thee To search it self rewards the pains So though the Chymick his great secret miss For neither it in art nor nature is yet things well worth his toil he gans and doth his charge and labour pay With good unsought experiments by the way Say what thou wilt chastity is no more to thee then a Porter to the dore in vain to honour they pretend Who guard themselves with Ramparts and with Walls Them only â—ame the truly valiant calls who can an open breach defend of thy quick loss can be no doubt Within so hated and so lov'd without A Fond Design IN vain fair Câ—â—is you design To be cruel to be kind For we know with all yours arts You never hold but willing hearts Men are too wise grown to expire With broken staves and painted fire 2. And if among a thousand Swains Some one of Love or Fate complains And all the Stars in Heav'n defie With Clora's lips or Celia's eye 'T is not their Love the youth would chuse But the glory to refuse 3. Then wisely make your price of those Want wit or courage to oppose But tempt not me that can discover What will redeem the fondest Lover And fly the least lest it appear Your power is measur'd by our fear 4. So the rude wave securely shocks The yielding Bark but the stiff Rocks If it attempt how soon in vain Broke and dissolv'd it fills the main It foams and roars but we deride Alike its weakness and its pride On his Mistress Singing I Have been in Heav'n I think For I heard an Angel sing Notes my thirsty ears did drink Never any earthly thing Sung so true so sweet so clear I was then in Heav'n not here 2. But the blessed feel no change So I may mislike the place But mine eyes would think it strange Should it be no Angels face Powers above it seems design Me still mortal her Divine 3. Till I tread the Milky way And I lose my senses quite All I wish is that I may Hear that voice and see that sight Then in types and outward show I shall have a Heav'n below Parting But that I knew before we met the hour would come that we must part and so had fortify'd my heart I hardly could escape the net My passions for my reason set But why should reason hope to win a victory that 's so unkind and so unwelcome to my mind To yield is neither shame nor sin Besieg'd without betray'd within And though that night be ne're so long in it they either sleep or wake and either way enjoyments take In dreams or visions which belong Those to the old these to the young But friends ne're part to speak aright for whose but going is not gone Friends like the Sun must still move on And when they seem most out of sight Their absence makes at most but night I 'me old when going gone 't is night my parting then shall be a dream and last tell the auspicious beam Of our next meeting gives new light And the best vision that 's your sight Not to be Alter'd CAn so much beauty over a mind o'resway'd by Tyranny As new afflicting ways to find a doubtless faith to try And all examples to out-do To scorn and make me jealous too Alas she knows my fires are too too great and though she be stone-ice to me Her thaw to others cannot quench my heat 2. That Law that with such force o're ran the armies of my heart When not one thought I could out-man that durst once take my part For by assault she did invade No composition to be made Then since that all must yield as well as I to stand in aw of Victors Law There 's no prescribing in captivity 3. That love which loves for common ends is but self loving love But nobler conversation tends soul mysteries to prove And since love is a passive thing It multiplies by suffering Then though she throw life to the waining Moon On him her shine The dark part mine Yet I must love her still when all is done Loves Martyr HOw long shall I a Martyr be To love and Womans cruelty Or why doth sullen â—ate consine My heart to thee that is not mine Had I ev'r lov'd as others do But only for an hour or two Then there had store of reason been Why I should suffer for my sin But Love thou know'st with what a flame I have ador'd my Mistress name How I ne're offer'd other fires But such as rose from chaste desires Nor have I e're profan'd thy shine With an inconstant fickle mind Yet you combining with my â—ate Hast forc'd my Love and her to hate O Love if her supremacy Have not a greater power then thee For pitties sake then once be kind And throw a Dart to change her mind Thy Deity we shall suspect If our reward must be neglect Then make her love or let me be Inspir'd with scorn and well as she Protestation of Love DEar soul who hath encaptiv'd so my heart Vouchsafe to bear these lines which I impart I dare not bless my self to call thee mine Yet I if I am any thing am thine The Poles shall move to teach me e're I start And when I change my Love I le change my heart Nay if I wax but cold in my desire Think Heaven hath motion left and heat the fire Much more I could but many words have made That oft suspected which men would perswade Take therefore all in this I love so true That I will never love none else but you The Golden Age. WHen from each Thought a seed did spring And every Look a plant did bring And every Breath a flower The Earth unplough'd did yield her crop And honey from the Oak did drop The Fountains did run milk The Thistle did the Lilly bear And every Bramble Roses wear And every Worm made Silk The very Shrub did
Balsom sweat And Nectar melt the Rock with heat And Earth did drink her fill Then she no hurtful weed did know Nor barren Fern nor Mandrake low Nor Mineral to kill The Male and Female us'd to join And into all delight did coin That pure simplicity Then Feature did to Form advance And Youth call'd Beauty forth to dance And every Grace was by It was a time of no distrust So much of Love had nought of Lust None fear'd a jealous eye The Language melted in the ear Yet all without a blush might hear They liv'd with open vow Each touch and kiss was so well plac't They were as sweet as they were chaste FRom the fair Lavanion shore I your Markets come to store Muse not at me that so far dwell And hither bring my Wares to sell. Such is the sacred hunger of gold Then come to my pack where I cry What do you lack what do you buy For here it is to be sold. You whose birth and breeding base Are rank'd into a noble race And whose Parents heretofore Neither Arms nor Scutchons bore Such is the sacred hunger of gold Then come to my pack where I cry What do you lack what do you buy For here is Honors to be sold. Madam for your wrinkled face Here 's complection it to grace Which if your earnest be but small It takes away the vertue all But if your palms be well anointed with gold Then shall you seem like a Queen of fifteen Though you be threescore years old On the perfections of his Mistress HER loâ—ks are streams of liquid amber Curtains fit for beauties chamber Of which slender golden sleave Love his wanton nets did weave Her forehead that is beauties sphere A thousand graces moving there Venus triumpheth on her brow That comely arch of silver snow The Savages that worship the Sun-rise Would hate their god if they beheld her eyes All heavenly beauties joyn themselves in one To shew their glory in her eye alone Which when it turneth it's celestial ball A thousand sweet Stars rise a thousand fall Her nose is beauties splendid port Where Zephyrus delights to sport Her breath is such whose native smell All Indian odours doth excell If all the pleasures were distill'd Of every Flower in every Field And all that Hybla's hives do yield Were into one broad mazer fill'd If thereto added all the Gums And Spice that from Panchaia comes The Odours that Hydaspes lends And Phoenix proves before she ends If all the Air that Flora drew Or Spirit that Zephyrus ever blew Were put therein and all the Dew That ever rosie morning knew Yet all diffus'd could not compare With her breath delicious air The melting rubies on her lip Are of such power to hold as on one day Cupid flew thirsty by and stoopt to sip And fasten there could never get away Have you seen Carnation grow Fresh blushing through new flakes of snow Have you seen with more delight A red Rose growing through a white Have you seen the pretty gleam That the Strawberry leaves in cream Or morning blushes when day breaks Such is the tincture of her cheeks Her silver neck is whiter far Then Towers of polisht Ivory are And now behold her double brest Of Venus Babe the wanton nest Like Pommels round of marble clear Where azure veins well mix'd appear With dearest top of porphiry Betwixt which two a way doth lie A way more worthy beauties fame Then that which bears the Milky name That leads unto the joyous field Which doth unspotted Lillies yield But Lillies such whose native smell All Indian Odours doth excell Her hands would make a Tyger meek So soft so delicate and sleek That we from hence might justly prove Nature wore Lillies for a Glove Where whiteness doth for ever sit Nature her self enameld it Wherewith a strange compact doth lie Warm snow moist pearl sost ivory There fall those Saphir colour'd brooks Which conduit-like with curious crooks Sweet Ilands make in that sweet Land As for the fingers of that hand The bloody shafts of Cupids war With Amethyst they headed are Her Chastity HEr cool thoughts feel no hot desires Serving not Venus flames but Vesta's fires In wanton dalliance such as untill death Never sinelt any but her Husbands breath Jupiter would court her did he know a shape Would tempt her chastity unto a Rape Who when her lawful sports she doth begin Still blushing thinketh her own kisses sin On her Beauty WHen that my Mistress looks my sight doth grace She seems to sway an Empire in her face Nature her self did her own self admire As oft as she were pleased to attire Her in her native lustre and confess Her dressing was her chiefest comliness Where every limb takes like a face Built with that comely and majestick grace One accent from whose lips the blood more warms Then all Medea's exorcisms and charms He that since Nature her great work began She made to be the mirror of a man That when she meant to form some matchless limb Still for a pattern took some part from him And jealous of her coming brake the mould In his proportion done the best she could If she discourse her lip such accents breaks As love turn'd air breaths from him as he speaks She maketh Jove invent a new disguise Inspite of Juno's watchful jealousie Whos 's every part doth also reinvite The coldest most decayed appetite And shall be Nurse as mighty Juno swears To the next bright hair'd Cupid that she bears On a fair and richly attir'd Lady at a Mask IN one Heav'n many Stars but never yet In one Star many Heav'ns till now were met Her Orient cheeks and lips exceeded his That leapt into the water for a kiss Of his own shadow and despising many Dy'd ere he could enjoy the love of any Had wild Hippolitus this beauty seen Pierc'd with his Darts he had enamour'd been The wealth she wore about her seem'd to hide Not to adorn her native beauties pride Though there bright pearls from Erythrean Shore With silver Ganges and Hydaspes store And chearful Emralds gather'd from the green Arabian Rocks were in full splendor seen Pale Onyx Jaspers of a various dye And Diamonds darkned by her brighter eye The Saphirs blew by her more azure-veins Hung not to boast but to confess their stains The blushing Rubies seem'd to lose their dye When her more ruby lips were moving by It seem'd so well became her all she wore She had not robb'd at all the creatures store But had been Natures self there to have show'd What she on creatures could or had bestow'd And Jupiter would revel in her bower Were he to spend another golden shower Song CElia thy sweet Angels face May be call'd a heavenly place The whiteness of the starry way Nature did on thy forehead lay But thine eyes have brightness won Not from the Stars but from the Sun The blushing of the morn In thy Rosie cheeks is worn The Musick of
envy your beauties and the most perfect your merits yet are they silenced by your charms nay sickness it self is render'd captive by the puissence of your allurements though if it wound you now it is but with the wounds that you have made and doubtless it hath seiz'd on you hoping that by possession of your fair body it may both change its name and nature so that it is pardonable both for its love and for its subtlety Neither do I believe that it is you but your rigour that it aims to destroy be you less cruel and the disease will asswage otherwise you will be in danger of your life Though doubtless the consideration of destroying so many marvels will stop his designs Death oft-times make use of love against us so that he will have a care of your life as of his keenest weapon wherewith he brings us men under his command making us willing to yield to his stroak as the refuge of that misery into which your cruelty oft-times throws us This I know by experience as being your Slave To his Mistriss despairing of her Favour though unjustly offended against her Madam WHat avails it you to make me feel your Thorns when I have gather'd your Flower Why do you blame in words him whom you have honour'd in effects and blame him without cause who cannot praise you but unjustly Moderate your severity seeing that it offends you more then it hurts me I have protested a thousand times that I never was faulty as you thought me though it was to no purpose you believing otherwise It suffices for my satisfaction that I know the truth and that I have essay'd all the ways in the world to make you understand it though in vain Adieu most fair but yet too cruel if you leave me triumphing over the most worthy subject in the world I leave you vanquish'd by a more faithful Lover A Letter of Consolation to a Mistress upon the death of her Servant Madam I Believe that if you have been the last who have understood the death of your Servant that you will be one of the first and indeed the onely person who will in your soul celebrate the sad remembrance of him a much longer time than any of his Friends not that his merit doth oblige you for I well know that all merit loses its esteem in your presence being so perfect as you are nor your Piety though it be a thing natural to you with your other vertues but only his love and constancy as being both equally incomparable Neither do I believe that either of these do oblige you at all for though his love were very great that could not be otherwise seeing you were his object no more than his constancy whatever it were so that to say the truth I know not what can urge you to bewail his loss unless it be the goodness of your inclinations being as mild and sweet as you are fair and consequently full of Piety I should weep my self for having the least thought to condemn your tears yet give me leave to believe that when you remember that the fires proceeding from your eyes did help to consume his life it would make them weep for sorrow Now what punishment will you impose upon your Beauty if there be nothing in you that hath partaken of the millions of pains which he hath endured for your sake Certainly you ought to suffer Shipwrack in the Sea of your tears unless the God of Love have need of you for one of his Altars Since you are the only Idol to whom all mortals will present the sacrifices of their Servitude And as for my self who have undertaken to succeed to the merits and constancy of your deceased Servant I will not give assurances in words for deeds themselves shall always be my sureties Dry up your tears stop your sighs I summon you to this duty in the behalf of Reason it self knowing that his Commands are to be obey'd Madam when I first put Pen to Paper I had a design to comfort you but knowing the greatness of your resolution against all sorts of accidents I chang'd my intention to assure you of the love and servitude that I have vow'd to you under the title of Madam Your most humble Servant Letters SIR I Know 't is to 〈◊〉 purpose to dispute of Civilities with you 〈◊〉 liâ—â— in the light of the world and are so well stor'd with the best words to express them I know too well that the excellency that dwells in you begets at the same time desires to preserve as well as to acquire your favour I have but one grief that I have not Soul enough to judge of those perfections that dwell in you which though I can never attain rightly to conceive yet I am confident no man can honour them more so that should you call me your Idolater you could not strain a word that could so rightly as that express my respects toward you Sir Complements are very rare with me and therefore I request you to believe me when I say that they must be very strong cords and dangerous commandments that shall remove me from your service I know I can never deserve such violent proofs of my obedience it shall suffice me that I doubt not of your love as being Sir Your most devoted Servant To his Absent Friend SIR IF I thought Fortune could be so much our Friend I should request her to make us inseparable that I might be no more oblig'd thus to write since the entertainments that distant friends do give and take by Letters is but a picture of those between persons presents for to say the truth a Letter is but a Copy of that which makes us more curious of the original a Glass that shadows to us stronger desires to enjoy the person that is absent The very lines I receive from you carrying with them the effects of joy to hear from you and of a passion to be more near you that I might not still be forc'd to write that to you which I would willingly protest and find occasions more and more to testifie what I am and ever shall be To his Friend complaining of Neglect SIR THE Friendship which you have promised me and the service which you have protested to me force me now to demand the reason of your silence I question not but that you will want no excuse to plead for your self But I entreat you to believe that unless they be very lawful I shall not cease to complain of you You do well to lay the fault sometimes upon your urgent occasions sometimes upon the indisposition of your body but all this is no satisfaction to me Confess but your fault crave pardon and you shall have it presently granted This is the way to preserve eternally the friendship of Your most humble Servant The Answer SIR YOu do me so great a favour in complaining of me that I am constrained to give you thanks instead of taking
do believe I could not live in the fortunate Islands and having till I embrace you no other way of traffick but by Letters I am extreamly angry with my self that you have prevented me in returning our old correspondence Though I must acknowledge there is some justice in it for since you were the first that broke it 't was fit you should be the first to reestablish it I write thus of the honour of your favour assuring you notwithstanding that I could no way deserve it Therefore Sir give me leave to beg your pardon for my neglect if I were guilty which I shall never be in any thing that concerns you and to make it more clear to you I never ceas'd to honour you but onely not to express it was like a secret fire not quench'd but cover'd which became the more violent when it had less liberty to appear Wherefore Sir be confident that I shall make you see upon all occasions for what is just that I will never be less then I am Your c. A Familar Return of Thanks SIR THis negligence of my stile be pleas'd to esteem one of the marks of friendship between us Gratitude is one of a poor mans vertues This is the best Rhetorick you could expect in so few Lines and so I would renounce the world and all its promises if a mortal could do so to express my self but truly thankful to you for your exquisite favours The expedition of this messenger would permit me no further at this time but onely to set my hand to this protestation that I love you exceedingly that I honour you and am as much as any man can be in the world Your c. To his Friend inviting him into the Country SIR I will not send you studied complements I know you are born in a Country of good words I am here among Thorns and Thistles among people that are naturally affected with dulness and dream in the best company such as can give no other reason for their silence but that they are entreated not to speak in so much that you may walk our Village and hear nothing but whistling and which is a miracle our Coridons are here arrived to such a height of wilful ignorance as if they held their Lands by no other Tenure but that of never speaking to the purpose I should be quite out of heart if I had not your promise to relie on that you will suddenly give me a visit to witness what I am like to suffer this long vacation except I enjoy your company I wait for you as for a blessing and if you come not hither next week I proclaim to you that I am no longer Your c. To his sick Friend SIR The news of your sickness hath so alter'd my health that I may count my self a sharer in your misfortunes Really it hath so much griev'd me that the sorrow which I sustain is more then the fever which you endure Do you therefore take courage if you will that I should be in good health You know how much I am interested in your concernments In a word I assure you that if you do not quit your bed I shall be forc'd to betake my self to mine These are the absolute protests of Sir Your c. A Letter of Resolution WHY thus in Cynthia's sports do you delight And take from Loves all their due and right Yield brightest and his sweetest pleasures try Whose fires in funeral flames can onely die May I not live if all things plead not sin I wonder what strange sear doth keep thee in Though with Diana thou dost seem to vie Trust me thy face doth give thy words the lie More sit for Venus thou then her wilt prove There 's no Religion sweet but that of Love Were the Gods kinde and to my love agreed With eyes unwilling thou these Lines should read When shall I thee embrace intranc't and lie Languishing wrapt in Loves sweet extasie If Arts will not avail then Arms I le move And so my longing besome force thy love Yet us Loves warfare better will become Soft breathings best please love not the sierce Drum If that thou wilt I can more gentle be Lay shame aside and yield thy self to me Either thy self into my arms resign Or I must fall for I have vow'd thee mine To his Mistress desiring Enjoyment TEll me cruel fair one why When I ask you still deny You thereby unkind do prove Both to Nature and to Love Nature when she gave that eye That hand that lip that majesty Surely then she did not mean Here riches should be onely seen And not enjoy'd were not each sense A Sharer of your excellence Shee 'd wrong her self and so destroy Mankind by making you so coy Oh then yield and let me find That y' are thankful if not kind Cupid in your bosomes snow Losing his Shaft unbent his Bow And woo'd his Mother since he shot So long and wounded not Your eyes henceforth might be his Darts With which he slew so many hearts She did but with all gave you skill To heal again as well as kill She gave your eyes power to enflame A breath with all to cool the same You are just to use that breath To be a Sentencer of death Nay you are impious if you are Less merciful then you are fair And by denying needs must grant That you are proud or ignorant Where Women truly know their price 'T is pride not vertue makes them nice Let us Lucinda henceforth twine With close embraces Let us joyn Lip unto lip and reap the pleasure Of true Lovers without measure Till our Loves are by wonder grown From two bodies into one Yield Lucinda thy consent That from our true and just content Others may a perfect rule obtain How they should love how be belov'd again Thus she striveth to indite That can love but cannot write In every Line here may'st thou understand That Love hath sign'd and sealed with his hand These cannot blush although thou dost refuse them Nor will reply however you shall use them O modesty dist thou not me restrain How would I chide thee in this angry vain Pardon me dear if I offend in this With such delays my love impatient is I needs must write till time my saith approve And then I le cease but never cease to love Tears thou know'st well my heart cannot abide How I am angry when I least do chide Too well thou know'st what my creation made me And nature too well taught thee to invade me Thou know'st too well how what and when and where To write to speak to sue and to forbear By signes by sighs by motions and by tears When vowes should serve when oaths when smiles when prayers If any natural blemish blot my face Thou dost protest it gives my beauty grace And that attire I 'me used most to wear That 's the most excellent of all you swear Or if I wake or sleep or stand or
them in my being thine Taffy to his Mistress MOdest Shentle when her but see The great laugh her made on me And fine wink that her send To her came to see her friend Her could not shuse py Cot apove But he was intangle in her love A hundred ofttimes her was about To speak to her and have her out But her peeing a Welsh man porn And therefore was thank her would her scorn Was fear put think nothing better Then put her love into a Letter Hoping her will not ceptions take Upon her love for Country sake For say her be Wilsh man what ten By Cot they all be Shentlemen Was descend from Shoves none Line Par humane and par divine And from Venus that fair Coddes And twenty other shentle Poddies Hector stout and comely Paris Arthur Prute and King of Fairies Was her none Cosin all a kin We have the Powels issue in And for ought that her can see As cood men as other men pee But what of that Love is a knave Was make her do what her would have Was compel her to write the rhime That ne're was write before this time And if she will not pitty her pain As Cot shudge her soul shall ne're write again For Love is like an ague fit Was bring poor Welsh-men out of her wit Till by her answer her do know Whether her do love or no. Her has not pin in England long And con no speak the English tongue Put her is her friend and so her will prove Pray send her word if her can love Superscription for the Drolling-Letters TO the most gracious Queen of my Soul To the most illustrious Princess of my Heart To the Countess Dowager of my Affections To the Lady of my Conceptions To the Baroness of My Words and Actions To the Spring-Garden of all pleasure and delight To the Peerles Paragon of Exquisite Formosity To the chief of my Heart and Affections To the Empress of my thoughts To the Lady and Mistress of my thoughts and service To the Lilly-white-hands of my Angelical Mistress These present To the Compleat Mirrour of Beauty and Perfection To the ninth Wonder of the World To the most Accomplish'd Work of Nature and the Astonishment of all Eyes To the Fair Murdress of my Soul To the Rose of pure Delight To the Choise Nutmeg of Sweetest Consolation To the most Flourishing Bud of Honour To His Most Sacred Angel Mistress c. To Her who is Day without Night a Sun full of Shade a Shade full of Light Mistress c. To the Atlas of her best Thoughts and Affections Her Dearly beloved M. L. Broom-man in SOUTHWARK These Subscriptions MAdam Your Gally Gally Gally-Slave Madam Your Always burning Salamander Madam Your Continual Martyr Madam Your poor Worm that must of necessity die if trod upon by the foot of your disdain Madam Your Captive willingly fetter'd in the Chains of your beauty Madam The Vassal of your Severest Frowns Madam The Most Loyal Subject to Your Imperial Power MOCK LETTERS And Drolling Letters A Souldier to his Mistress Madam I Have now left the bloody Banners of Mars to follow Cupids Ensigns Though I must now confess the latter to be the severer service for under the one we onely get broken Pates under the other wonded Hearts There we have pay and plunder here we have neither But from whence arises all my trouble 't is from you Madam who like Jone of Arquez are risen up to terrifie me in the midst of all my conquests For alas the assaults of your eyes have so alarum'd my brest that it is in vain for me to think of reposing by day or sleeping by night Oh! that you would make an end of the War and come and take me in my own Quarters Otherwise I must be compell'd to bring my scaling ladders to force that Lathemhouse of Beauty which is your fair body to free my self from the hourly incursions that your perfections make upon my soul. But why do I rage Deliver it by fair means By the Nails of Jupiter of you will not delay to do it I swear there is no man shall venture his life further to defend you from the Batteries of lying fame or injurious slander And more then that you shall find me the most faithful Knight that ever smote terrible Gyant for fair Ladies sake A Pedagogue to his Mistress Most Dear Star KNow you not that you are already mounted above the Horizon of Accomplish'd Nihil verius est There is nothing more true And being thus the Miracle of your Perfections and the perfection of your Miracles with a soft violence ye have wounded my bleeding soul. Foemineo teneri tribuuntur The Feminine gender is very troublesome But O Damsel as fair as you are cruel and as cruel as you are fair do not resemble that treacherous Emperour Nero who took pleasure to see the City of Rome on fire O! do not from the turret of your merits with delight behold not onely the Suburbs but even the City of my Heart to burn with all the Churches in it that I have dedicated to your honour For I can assure you more fair then Venus then Venus of Cyprus as the Grammar hath it Creta Brittannia Cyprus Great Britain and Cyprus that whatever Oration or Sillogism poor miserable and passive I can make by way of special demonstration is onely to shew and acknowledge how much I am your superlative servant per omnes casus in all cases A Cockney to his Mistress My Dear Peggie I Have here sent thee these Lines writ with my tears and a little blacking that our Maid rubs my Fathers Shoes with that I may unload a whole Cart-load of grief into the Ware-house of thy bosome Truly Peggie I think I shall die for I can neither eat nor drink nor sleep nor wake Nothing that my Mother can buy either in Cheap-side or Newgate-Market will go down with me yet you know my mother 's as pretty a Hâ—swife as any in the Town She seeing me look as pale as the Linen in Moor-fields and moping in the Chimney corner bid the Maid fetch me a Cap and ask'd me if I would have any Sugar sops But I cry'd no I 'de have Peggie with that she jeer'd me saying What are you love-sick Tom And then I I cry'd and made a noise like a Câ—â— upon the Tiles But let all the world say what they will I will pout and be sick and my Father and Mother shall lose their eldest Son but I le have Peggie that I will I beseech thee not to omit any occasion of writting to me that since I cannot kiss thy hand I may kiss the Letters that thy hand did write The Bearer hereof is our Cook-maid one that pitties my condition and is very trusty I have therefore engag'd her to call and see thee every time she goes to Market My Mothers Rings are all close lockt up else I would steal one to send it thee however
cruel Soul Alas you have no mercy on my captivity so that I am like the Spaniel that gnaws his chain but sooner spoils his teeth then procures liberty But as a Bladder is to a learning Swimmer so is Hope to me which makes me apt to believe that as there is no Iron but will be softned with the fire so there is no Heart how hard so ever that will not be soft-by continual prayers I confess my expression is but like a picture drawn with a coal wanting these lively colours which a more skilful Pen might give it However consider that the Sun disdains not to shine upon the smallest Worm Reconcile your self to the humblest of your Vassals and do not through your Marble-hearted-cruelty utterly overwhelm him with Sence-distracting grief like a Current that breaks the Dams and with a vigorous impetuousness drowns the Fields A Countrey Bumpkin to his Mistress Sweet honey Jone I Have here sent thee a thing such a one as the Gentlefolks call a Love Letter 't was indited by my self after I had drank two or three good draughts of Ale but 't was writ in a Roman joyning-hand by the School-master and Clerk of our Parish to whom I gave six pence for his pains Truly Jone my parents never brought me up to speak finely as my Landlords Son doth but this I can say in downright terms I love thee Marry Jone many time and oft have I fetcht home thy Cows when no body knew who did it Marry Jone thou know'st I always plaid a thy side at stool ball and when thou didst win the Garland in the Whitson-holidayes marry Jone I was sure to be drunk that night for joy Marry Jone cry I still but when wilt thou marrie Jone I know thou dost love Will. the Taylor who 't is true is a very quiver man and foots it most fetuously but I can tell thee Jone I think I shall be a better man then he shortly for I am learning of a Fidler to play o' the Kit so that if thou wilt not yield the sooner I will ravish thee ere long with my musick 'T is true I never yet gave thee a Token but I have here sent thee a peice of silver Ribband I bought it in the Exchange where all the folks houted at me but thought I hout and be hang'd and you will for I will buy a Knot for my love I assure thee Jone 't will make a better shew then a Gilt Bay-leaf and for this year be the finest sight in all our Church But what wilt thou give me for this Jone alas I ask nothing but thy self come Jone thou shalt give me thy self come prethe Jone give me thy self What a happy day would that be that to see us with our best Cloathes on at Church and the Parson saying 〈◊〉 Tom take thee Jone and by the mass I would take thee and hug thee and lug thee too and hey then away to the Alehouse and hey for the Musitioners and the Canaries and the Sillabubs and the Shoulder a Mutton and gravie with a hey down derry and a diddle diddle dee Thus having no more to say I rest in assurance of thy good will thine honestly truly and blewly FINIS Posies for RINGS THou wert not handsom wise but rich 'T was that which did my eyes bewitch What God hath joyn'd let no man put asunder Divinely knit by God are we Late one now two the pledge you see We strangely met and so do many But now as true as ever any As we began so let 's continue My Beloved is mine and I am his True blew will never stain No money shall buy my No horns good Wife Against thou goest I will provide another Let him never take a Wife That will not love her as his life In loving thee I love my self A heart content Cannot repent I do not repent That I gave my consent No gift can show The love I ow. What the eye saw the heart hath chosen More faithful then fortunate I 'le ring thy thumb Then clap thy bum Hab nab yet happy be lucky Love me little but love me long 'T is a good Mare that ne're trips Love him that gave thee this Ring of gold 'T is he must kiss thee when th' art old Now I know more Then I knew before I long'd to lose and now have lost I am contented farewel frost This Circle though but small about The Devil jealousie shall keep out If I think my Wife is fair What need other people care Now do I find Why men are kind 'T is in vain for to resist Women will do what they list This Ring as a token I give to thee That thou no tokens do change for me One begs enough ne're fear To a small closet door my Dear Sarah I do love thee so Cause thou didst not say me No. My dearest Betty Is good and pretty I did then commit no folly When I married my sweet Molly Dorothy this Ring is thine And now thy bouncing body's mine 'T is fit men should not be alone Which made Tom to marry Jone Peg if thou art a Peg for me Then I will have a Peg for thee Su is bonny blithe and brown This Ring hath made her now my own Katie I chose with hair so red For the fine tricks she plays abed Nan with her curl'd locks I spy'd And would never be deny'd Prances is a name that 's common But H. W. made me a woman Tabitha's a name that sounds not ill She was bid rise but I bid mine lie still Ursula her name sounds rough I warrant she 'l give thee enough Dorcas she made coats for Children But we 'l make Children to wear coats Like Phyllis there is none She truly loves her Choridon Leonora's fair well bred Yet I had her Maiden-head Ellen all men commend thy eyes Onely I commend thy thighes I have a John as true as steel I do believe because I feel Robert thou art a man of mettle Thy string is sweet yet doth it nettle My Henry is a rousing blade I lay not long by him a maid My William with his wisp He loves me well although I lisp I love James for Scotlands sake Where so many bellies ake I love the name that conquer'd France Which made me yield to Edwards Lance. Thomas is fit a Cuckold to be For he will not believe unless he see I love Abraham above any Because he was the father of many PROVERBS The Text. HE that hath a Woman by the waste hath a wet Eel by the tail Comment For Women hate delaies as much as they abominate debility Womens actions are like their wombs not to be fathomed And therefore he that deals with them ought to be a man of a deep reach Love though he be blind can smell This is the reason that a man that runs passionately after a woman is said to have his nose in her tail and is call'd a smell-smock Nothing venture nothing have Yet he
that ventures too far loses all Now the question will be in these two Proverbs Whether it be better for a man to lose nothing though he get nothing and so to keep his pate whole or to lose that which he hath gotten and to have nothing left him but a skin full of holes The gentle Ewe is suckt by many Lambs And so is a kind woman butted at by many Rams Love and Knowledge live not together That is to say they live asunder They love too much who die for love For as Aristotle says Every excess destroys and therefore he is a fool what will do so seeing a man hath so little thanks for his labour A fat Wife never lov'd a â—aint Husband And there 's good reason for it the Devil ought to have his due Love me and love my dog To this Proverb are the Ladies beholding for all the verses made upon their Beagâ—es He that loves another better then himself starves in a Cooks shop And ought to be buried under the Gallows Every one is not merry that dances Neither does every one dance that is merry 'T is a trouble to ride and death to go on foot What a devilish lazy fellow was he that invented this Proverb He incurs no danger that comes not where it is That 's very certain He that goes far gains much That 's a lie witness Thom. Coriat When a man is dead his Friends forsake him That 's because he forsakes his Friends Blows makes love decay And therefore he that beats his Wife is sure to be a Cuckold Rome was not built in a day That every body knows but can any man tell us how many days 't was a building Love makes men marry money makes them angry That 's when they cannot get their wives portions He that cannot pay let him pray With all my heart if he can meet with those that will say Amen to his requests Nothing but money is money worth Very true for here 's knavery in all Trades Claw an Ass by the breech and h 〈…〉 l bewray your fingers One good turn requires another He that believes a woman and leads an Ass will never be in quiet Then he that believes this Proverb is an Ass. that will do either He hath enough that 's pleas'd But can any body tell when he hath enough to please him A man may well call till his heart ake if no body will hear him Right Roger your Sow's good Mutton One Barber trims another 'T is very kindly done of them He that means to pay gives good security Because he intends his security shall pay A man may lead his Horse to water but he cannot make him drink unless he list Otherwise he would infringe the liberty of the Subject He must needs go whom the Divel drives For the Divel 's a notable whipster Fast bind fast find This Proverb caused the invention of the Italian Padlocks There 's many a one sings that is full sorry This Proverb iâ— verified by those that sing upon the Gallows He 's sure of a Cat that hath her skin Would I were as sure of an hundred pound A man may easily finde a stick to beat a Dog Gentlemen I hope you know the meaning of this Proverb without expounding it if you do not you shall ne're understand it for me A Dog will endure no companion in the Kitchin For Dogs are like Usurers they love to eat by themselves A fat Kitchin makes a lean Testament Very likely for a man cannot eat his Cake and have his Cake The Lady kisses her man for his masters sake Neither do I see how his master can be angry 't is one part of his duty to man his Mistress He that spends beyond his ability May hang himself with great agility For he is lighter then he was by many a pound Every truth is not to be told And therefore Scogan 's wife when her husband as'kd her whether he where a Cuckold or no deny'd to tell him He that begins a matter untowardly ends it ill-favouredly This Proverb concerns Courters of Mistresses and getters of Maidenheads The Divel is known by his Claws How can that be when some Authors affirm he hath no Claws An ill wife that grows not worse is not the worst of wives A bad excuse is better then none at all Women weep and sicken when they liâ—t But let the Cock crow and you shall presently perceive change of weather On my word 't is time to stand to your tacklings friends when the ship leaks The Wife that bites her lips and treads askue Is to her Husband or her self untrue Gentlemen forewarn'd forearm'd These are signs easie enough to be seen take notice of them A Woman and a melon are both alike For till they are broke up no body knows what is in them 'T is no great matter though a woman drown her self For there are flesh-pots enough in Egypt A gadding hen and a gadding wife will be soon lost But here 's the mischief on 't that the gadding wife knows the way home and the hen does not He that loses his wife and six pence loses by the money Let him that can finde the six pence take the wife for his pains A man of straw is worth a woman of gold Nay here I le be sworn the Proverb-monger was out For a whole Seraglio of such Concubines would do a man no harm Fall back fall edge Some thing I would say to this Proverb but I cannot tell what and therefore I care not what becomes on 't Farewell frost So said the Maid and then she sighed Every day is not Sunday No for then people would be weary of going to Church Every woman hath her wanton fit I and will have it in spite of the Devil A gazing gadding maid seldom proves a good liuswise 'T is much they should not prosper when they look so well about them He is a fool that loses flesh for bones That is to say he is a fool that refuses a fine plump Girle for a lean one Let him that fears the wagging of feathers fear to go among wilde fowl But now a dayes a man may walk among the wild fowl and ever fear their feathers Such as the tree such is the fruit That 's not alwayes so for there 's many proper women have hoâ—goblins to their Children Many a little makes a mickle Light gains makes heavy purses Ha! well said old true Penny Fine feathers make fine birds As you may see in Hide Park He repents too late that repents at the gallows Therefore he had as good let it alone He 's an ill cook that licks not his own fingers Doubtless the light of Nature hath taught every man this Proverb A sack full of holes can hold no corn Even so there be some women that cannot hold their water A little rain allays a very great winde So said a mad fellow when he bepist his wives farting hole The longest dayes have evenings Who can help it
Ladies A low man can fell a tall oak If a tall oak much more a tall woman therefore maidens despise not little men Too much scratching hurts the skin But say the women there 's a difference between scratching and rubbing Of idleness comes no goodness For that 's the reason so many maids have the green sickness Good at meat good at work Therefore 't is the best way alwayes to eat stoutly in the company of women Grass grows not in hot ovens He that made this Proverb was bound sure to speak truth for a wager Ill weeds grow apace That 's always the answer of an old woman when you tell her she has a proper maid to her daughter Good clothes hide much deformity What rare men Taylors are Men may meet but not mountains Therefore you see when Mahomet bid the Hill come to him it would not stir 't was so lazie He that wants shame shall never win credit How is that great vertue impudence here abused He that is ashamed to eat is ashamed to live If a man could live as long as he could eat I make no question but that he might easily be perswaded to lose his shame and put in sureties for the eternity of his stomach As shamefac't as a sow that slaps up a sillabub Those are your Whitson-Holiday sows that swill up whole milk-pails in the field till you may follow them home by the leakage of their tap-holes He never goes out of his way that goes to a good house This was a maxim observed by Taylor the Water-Poet in his long vacation voyages He that cannot fight let him run 'T is a notable piece of Matchavilian policy A fools bolt is soon shot That made the Gentlewoman shit in the Exchange A gentle shepherd makes the wolf shite wool 'T is a very fine way to be eased of the trouble of sheep-shearing Good words cost nothing Unless it be Dedications and Love Verses for some men do pay for them Better may a mans foot slip then his tongue trip Commonly the tripping of the tongue and the slipping of the foot happen both together Now if a man be late abroad 't is better that his tongue should trip then his foot slip for he may chance to fall in the street and have a coach go over him Some men may better steal a horse then others look on For 't is fit that he that took least pains should have least profit When thieves fall out true men come by their own For as Philip the great King of Macedon well said Concord upholdeth all societies Therefore 't is high time for thieves to be hang'd when they cannot agree among themselves A liquorish huswife seldom makes thick pottage For she puts all her Oatmeal in Caudles Hungry dogs love dirty puddings There 's many a man hath lost his Nose by verifying this Proverb He 'l make you believe a Hare lays eggs See Brown's vulgar Errors 'T is an ill winde blows no body good After meat comes mustard For their teeth watered so much after the meat that it was impossible their eyes should water after the mustard He that holds a frying-pan by the tail may turn it which way he lists See more of this in Alexius his secrets or in Aristotles book of the dyet of the Phisolophers cap. 6. of the manner of making pancakes Better no pies then pies made with scabby hands Wink and all 's well for what the eye sees not the heart never rues He that is born to be hang'd shall never be drown'd VVell fare him that is born to be hang'd say I for he goes to heaven in a string when he that is drown'd goes to hell in a ferry-boat A wary father has a prodigal son He is to be commended for not letting his fathers estate lie fallow for if he will not sow again after his great harvest his son must A man cannot make a cheverel purse of a sow's ear Ye cannot tell what a man may do there are very notable projectors living now adays Like will to like quoth the Devil to the Collier Gentlemen ye need not wonder how the Collier and the Devil came to be familiar for he is fain to keep in with that trade that he may buy his provision at the best hand against he goes to to set up his Pye corner calling MISCELANIA Fancy awakened Natural Amorous Moral Experimental Paradoxical Enigmatical Jesting and Jovial Questions with their several Answers and Solutions Davus es huc venias mox eris Oedipus alter Q. Why did Apelles paint Cupid with these words Spring-time and Winter A. By those two seasons he represented the prosperities and adversities that wait on Lovers Q Why do lovers blush on the bridal night A. Out of natural shamefastness of what they are about to do Q. What is the difference betwixt an honest and dishonest woman A. A word Q. VVhy do whores paint A. That they may have some colour for there Venery Q. VVhat differences a woman from a man A. Meum tuum Q. VVhy do they use to paint Cupid bare-headed A. To signifie that betwixt true lovers there should be nothing covered or concealed Q. VVhat is the greatest wonder in a little circuit A. The face of a man Q. VVhat said the Squire when he found his man Harry in bed with his own Curtizan A. Well done Harry after me is manners Q. VVhat if there had not ben been an Act against building A. That they would have built from the So Ho to Branford Q. VVhat did the old Book-sellers Dedication Horse cost him that he use to ride on up and down the countrey A. Go look Q. What are the attendants on love A. Pleasure travel sweet bitter war peace life and death Q. What are the joyes of love A. Plays sweet sleeps soft beds ravishing musick rich perfumes delicious wines costly banquets wanton refreshing and such other soft and ravishing contentments Q. Why do the Poets bestow arrows on Cupid A. To Signifie how desperately love wounds Q. Why are the lips moveable A. For the forming of the voice and words Q. How many veins are there in the body of a man A. As many as there are days in a year Q. Why do some stammer and some lisp A. By reason of the shrinking of the sinnews which are corrupted by flegm Q. Why are we colder after dinner then before A. Because that the natural heart retireth to the stomack to further digesture Q. What Lady was that which daunced best at the Ball in Lincolns-inn-fields A. She whose foot slipping fell on her back Q. What reply was made to him that said He did not use to give the wall to every Cockscomb A. But I do Sir and so gave him the wall Q. What is an ordinary Fencer A. For flesh and blood he is like other men but sure nature meant him for a Stock fish Q. Where is reputation measured by the acre A. In the countrey Q. What are the outward signs of the body
One boasted himself to be a wit saying That the world â—â—ke him to be all wit A. One that stood by and knew him very well Is it possible that you are taken to be a wit or to be all wit I only took you to be a wittal Qu. What is a meer common Lawyer A. He is a soil to make a discreet one look the fairer Q. what is a Bragadâ—â—ia welsh-man A. He is one that hath the abilities of his mind in potentia but not in aâ—tu Q. why dâ— sâ—â—e of our Lay Preachers hold forth so long A. Because their ware being course they can afford the larger measure Q. what is cast beauty like A. A pair of bellows whose breath is cold yet makes others burn Q. Who hath more pleasure on the bridal night the man or the woman A. The woman who though she rises like blushing Aurora yet such a tel-tail lightsomness chearfulness and mirth appears in her face as discovers the chaste and pleasant content she received from her bridegroom Q. What is the highest respect an honest wife can tender her husband A. To expose her self to his embraces to make him lord of her body and commander of her thoughts Q. Why doth a drunkard think that all things turn round about him A. Because the spirits that serve the â—ight are mingled with the vapors of the drink which with too much heat cause the eye to be continually moving Q. Why do gentlemen so powder their Periwigs A. Because all their own hair comes off Q. How did the gentleman requite his blind bears courtesie A. She burnt him and the fire shovel burnt her Q. Why do Apprentises wear no cuffs A. Because they cannot abide to were those that are of their masters giving Q. Why cannot the Spaniards so properly now as formerly for their keeping of forts be compared to crab-lice A. Because the English have of late so put them to the shrug that they are always upon remove Q. Why doth Cupid of a blind archer shoot so well A. Because for the most part he hits the mark Q. Why is wealth better then wit A. Because few Poets have had the fortune to be chosen Aldermen Q. What said the fellow to the sleeping watchman when he stole away his lanthorn A. Good night Q. What is the worst argument a Vintner can use against the late act for the prizes of wine A. To draw bad wine Qu. What said the Welsh-man that by his reading saved his life when after they had burnt him in the hand they bid him cry God save the King A. Nay quoth he rather God bless my father and mother for if they had not brought me up to reading I might have been hanged for all the King Q. To one that excepted that another had saluted his Mistress A. This answer was given that as he had kist her before he might if he pleased kiss her behind Q. what is the greatest traveller next to a man A. A louse because he always bears him company Q. what is a fellow of a house A. He is one that speaks swords and fights ergo's Q. what is that which makes no difference betwixt a wise man and a fool A. Sleep Q. wherefore are the morning studies best A. Because the spirits are more free after their repose and the brain and organs of the body are discharged of the fumes and vapor that arise from the nourishment the digestion being finisht Q. wherefore in winter do we smell perfumes less then in summer A. Because that the cold thickens the air Q. what stone is that which neither yields to the fire nor the hammer A. The Adamant which is only dissolved by Goats blood Q. How is the taste best discerned A. By the veins which spread though the tongue and pallat to distinguish of every relish Q. A gentleman hawked in a farmers ground for which the farmer being much incensed gave him base words which provoked the gentleman so highly that he spit in his face at which the farmer being amazed askt him what was his reason for the affront A. The gentleman answered what would you be at I could do no more then give you warning I hawked before I spet Q. To one that said that lead was the basest mettal of all mettal A. One replied Sir it is so but yet it is the stoutest for the Glasier will tell you that it keeps more quarrels asunder then any other mettal in the world Q. what answer was made to him by the Judge who fearing the cause would go against him desir'd a longer day of hearing A. The Judge answered that he should have one it should be on Saint Barnabies day next Q. what reply was made to her that had never a Child yet she thankt God that she had a husband of very good parts A. It is true replied one of the neighbours I acknowledge him to be a man of good parts but yet he canot multiply Q. VVhy do women take those for asses that are too importunate A. As they are sensible of their own imperfections they admire men should descend so below their understandings to be so simply sensual Q. VVhat things are Chiefly in opposition to true love A. Shame and fear Q. VVhy is love painted naked A. To shew that all the acts and deeds of love ought to be open such as are free from treachery or dissimulation Q. wherefore is it that by the rubbing of our eyes we cease to sneeze A. Because that this rubbing excites heat in the eyes near which we make the sneezing and that being a stranger heat nevertheless a more strong extincts the other heat which caused the sneezing Q. Wherefore is it that in summer we drink more and in winter we eat more A. Because as the summer dries our bodies so we are forced to moisten them and in the winter the cold predominating on the exterior and natural heat inforces it self and gathered all into the interior whereby we eat digest our meat the better Q. what creatures of all others as Naturalists write are the worst that the earth nourisheth A. Of beasts tygers of men adulterers and flatterers Q. From whence proceeds jealousie A. From envy and love Envy to see him whom a Mistress loves to love another out of love as she is fearful to lose him who is her best beloved Q. why is a Drunkard a good Philosopher A. Because that he thinks the world goes round Q. what said Sir Benjamin Ruddiard of Master P A. That he was too high for this world and too low for the world to come Q. what is the least part of the body yet darkens the whole body A. The eye-lid the hair whereof neither waxeth more nor groweth longer qu. why are the Italians said to be so jealous A. Because they keep all under lock and key qu. what is the name of that fish which of all others pleases women best A. Plase qu. why are Taylers of such esteem A. Because they are
vouchsafe to touch All be they white yet shed they as they stand Q. What is continual likeness A. A continual likeness is when as the first term is to the second so the second to the third Give an example A. De. Leg. 3. See you not that this is the Migistrates power that he should rule and prescribe right profitable and agreeing things with the Lawes for as the Lawes do govern the Magistrates so the Magistrates do rule the people Q. What is the force of this example A. Here are three terms Lawes Magistrates People Q. Have not feigned likenesses equal force with these above Yes Q. Give example A. It appeareth chiefly in this explicated similitude of Aesop his Apology taken out of Horace Epist. 1. But if Romes people ask me happily Why not 'mongst Judges on the Bench sit I And do that which they love fly that they hate I answer as the crafty Fox of late When tooth-sick Lion he this message sent Fain would I come to that thing was I bent But that I saw the steps of many feet That way to go none back again to get CAP. 22. Dislikes Q. What are dislikes A. Dislikes are comparatives whose quality is diverse Q. What are the proper notes of dislikes A. Dislike different another Q. Give example A. Pro Plan. Although the paying of money and thanks be unlike Aeneid 1. O ancient house O how unlike for that Lord to govern Caes. Pri. Bel. Gal. All these differed in their tongues instructions lawes Agra 2. One is known by his countenance another by his voice another by his gate De Nat. Deo 2. Because I have begun to do otherwise then I had said in the beginning Q. Are not dislikes also known by denying the likes A. Yes Q. Give example A. De Orat. 2. Philosophy is not like the other arts Aeneid 2. But he was not of that seed wherein thou rememberest Achilles such was Priamus his enemy Lor. Epist. 1. There is not the same age the same minde Ad frat 1. So thy ring is not as a certain vessel but as thy self Phil. 3. This certain day he is wont to expect not so much of sacrafice as counsel Qu. Give some Poetical examples A. By this argument the shepherd confesseth his error Aeglog 1. Ah fond friend Melibe I whilom dempt That famous city which I now and then In common chat amongst our countrey-men Have heard yea cliped by the name of Rome Certes for all the world cib to our homely home and by and by so did I dare Kids liken to their Goats whelps to their dams And mole-hills wont to mountains to compare Qu. Shew the force of this example A. As neither the whelps to the dogs nor kids to their dams so neither is Mantua like to Rome Q. Be not notes of dislikes sometimes wanting A. Yes oftentimes and the dislikeness is more clearly explicated Q. Give an example out of some Orator A. Quint. L. 1. C. 11. Brutus slew the Children of the Traytors Muntius did punish by death the vertue of his Son Q. Give another example A. Cut. The Sun sets and riseth again but when our little light setteth there is a perpetual night CAP. 23. Conjugates Q. Hitherto you have expounded the first arguments those derived from the first follow what are they then A. Those derived from the first are these which are even to that which they argue as the first from whence they are derived Q. VVhat be the kinds of these arguments A. A Conjugate a Notation a Distribution and a Definition Q. VVhat are Conjugates A. Conjugates are names drawn diversly from the same principal Q. Give example A. Justice Just Justly Q. Is there not a Symbol in Conjugates of agreeing arguments A. Yes Q. Give example A. Propert. Lib. 2. Because in love there is no liberty VVhoever loves that man can ne'r be free Q. Shew the force of this example A. Here liberty is the cause why we should be free Q. Give another example A. Cic. Nat. Deo 2. Where he speaketh of Dionysius the tyrant He commanded that the tables of silver in which were the Images of the Gods should be taken away in which after the manner of the Grecians should be ingraven The goods of the Gods saying that he was willing to use of their goodness Q. Shew the force of this example A. The Gods are good therefore their goodness is to be used here from the effects it is directed to the causes Q. Give another example A. Ter. I am a man no humane thing is strange to me A. Is it not sometimes from the Subject to the Adjunct A. Yes Q. Give example A. Phil. 2. I will not handle thee as a Consul lest thou handle me as one standing for the Consulship In Pis. When as all the cause was of the Consuls and Senate both the Consuls and Senate had need of my help CAP. 24. Notations Q. What is notation A. Notation is the interpretation of a name Q. what are names A. Names truly are notes of things Q. May there not be rendred a reason of the names A. Yes either from the derivation or composition if they be made by true notation from some first argument Q. Give example A. Homo ab humo Ovid. Fast. 6. Stat vi terrasua vi stando vest a vocatur Q. Shew the force of this example A. This is a notation from the cause Q. Give another example A. At focus a flammis quod fovit omnia dictus Q. Shew the force of this example A. This is a notation from the effects Q. Give another example A. Vir. 4. O Verrea praeclara quid enim accessisti quo non attuleris tecum istum diem enim quam tu domum quam urbem adiisti quod fanum denique quod non eversum atque extersum reliqueris quare appellentur sane ista Verrea quae non ex nomine sed ex moribus naturaque tua constituta esse videantur Q. Shew the force of this example A. This is also a notation from the effects Q. Give another example A. Ovid. Fast. 1. Prima dies tibi carna datur dea cardinis haec est Nomine clausa aperit claudit aperta sua Q. Wherein is the force of this example A. This is a notation from the subjects in the inward about which the Deity of this Goddess is exercised Q. Give another example A. From the adjuncts there is a notation from Bambalion Phil. 2. Quia balbus stupidus hinc igitur cavilatio in Antonium generum Tuae conjugis bonae faeminae locupletatis quidem certe Bambalio quidem pater homo nullo numero nihil illo contemptius qui propter haesitantiam linguae stuporemque cordis cognomen ex contumelia traxer it Q. Shew the force of this example A. This is a notation from adjuncts Q. Are there not notations also from disagreeings A. Yes Q. Give example A. Quint. Lib. 1. Cap. 6 Lucus quia umbra apacus parum lâ—ceat
through all Countries will travel through the Isle of Man in a minute but never is quiet till he comes into Middlesex and there keeps his Christmas it is his habitation his mansion from which he will never out until he be fired A Platonick Love is no other then to have men brought in Litters disguise to cuckold us in vertue Luxurious Riots are the shames of men that have the seeds of vertue in them springing to glory that drownd their spirits in lees of sloth and yield the glories of the day to wine to lust and banquets that dress themselves up like to Pageants with thousand antick and exotick shapes that make and Idol of a Looking-glass sprucing themselves two hours by it with such gestures and postures that a waiting wench would be ashamed of and then come forth to adore their Mistresses fan or tell their dream ravish a kiss from her white glove and then compare it with her hand to praise her gown her tire and discourse of the fashion discovery make which Lady paints which not which Lord playes best at Gleek which at Racket these are fine Elements A Lie is like a Lap-wing which still flies Far from her sought nest still here 't is she cries Lies hide our sins like nets like perspectives they that draw offences nearer make them greater Truth though it trouble some mindes that are both dark and dangerous yet it preserves it self and comes off pure innocent and like the sun though never so eclisped it breaks in glory Man is a tree that hath no top in cares nor root in comforts It is the deepest art to study man the world 's divided into knaves and fools Men are like pollitick states or troubled seas tossed up and down with several storms and tempests change and variety wrack and for tunes till labouring in the Haven of our homes we study for the calme that crowns our ends Man is a ship that sails with adverse winds and hath no Haven till he land at death then when he thinks his hands fast grasp the bank comes a rude billow betwixt him and safety and beats him back into the deep again To Marry is to be long-lived variety is like rare sawces provoke too far and draws on surfets more then the other The marriage rites are like to those that do deny a purgatory they locally contain a heaven or hell there is no third place The joys of Marriage are a heaven on earth lifes paradise there is no rest orative like to a constant woman but where is she it would puzzle all the Gods to create such a new monster Misfortune vexes us like to Quotidians they intermit a little and return e're we have lost the memory of our first fit If a Man be thrust into a well no matter whose hand is to it his own weight brings him to the bottom Fortune makes this conclusion All things shall help the unhappy man still to fall lower Mischiefs are like to darts shot at repelling walls in their return they light on them that did direct them To think of crimes when they are done and past and to be punisht doth but mischif breed we are then like beasts when they are fat they bleed Mischief is like Cockatrices eyes sees first and kills or is seen first and dies Mischief overflows our thoughts and like a sea devours the dew the rain the snow the springs and all the sweetness of the loveliest things Money is a chick of the white hen old fortune he that hath it whatsoever he treads upon shall be a rose Murther is open eyed and as the sea whose covetuous waves imprisoned by the land bellow for grief and roar upon the sands so from the earth it cries and like a childe wrong'd by its careless nurse will not be stilled Natures crescent doth not grow alone in shews and bulks but as her temple waxes the inward service of the minde and soul withal grows wider What a fine book is heaven which we may read best at night then every star is a fair letter How much they wrong thee Night which call thee guilty of rapes and murthers it is the day that like a glorious whore engages men to act them and taking thee the darkness to obscure them unjustly lay the shame upon thy brows thou art so innocent thou never sawest them Old men lustful do shew like yong men angry eager violent out-bid alike their limited performances Old men are discreet sinners and offend with silence but yong men when the feat is done do crow like pregnant cocks boast to the world their strength of their most vicious follies He that hath got the Elixir of Opinions has got all he is the man that turns his brass to gold Opinion's but a fool that makes us scan The outward habit by the inward man He that weighs mens thoughts hath his hands full of nothing a man in the course of this world should be like a Chyrurgeons instrument work in others wounds and feel nothing himself the sharper and subtler the better All are not Bawds I see now that keep doors Nor all good Wenches that are markt for Whores Where Order is once shaked which is the ladder to all high designs the enterprize is sick With what a compelled face a woman sits whilst she is Drawing I have noted divers either to feign smiles or suck in their lips to have a little mouth dimple their cheeks and so disorder their face with affectation at next sitting it hath not been the same I have known others have lost the entire fashion of their face in half an hours sitting in hot weather the painting of their faces was so mellow that they have left the poor man harder work by half to mend the Copy they wrought by Indeed if ever I would have mine drawn to the life I would have the Painter steal it at such time when I am devoutly kneeling at my prayers there is then a heavenly beauty in it the soul moves in the superficies Paintings and Epitaphs are both alike they flatter us and say we have been such When Princes heads sleeps on their Councels knees a State 's deep rooted must grow up high when Providence Zeale Uprightness and Integrity husband it He that suffers Prosperity to swell him above a mean like those impressions in the Air that rise from Dunghill Vapors scattered by the wind leaves nothing but an empty name behinde Prosperity is the Bawd of Love whose fresh complexion and whose heart together affliction alters It fares with some in their Prosperity as with others I have known of rare parts who from their successe of fighting of Duels have been raised up to such a pride and so transformed from what they were that all that loved them truly wisht they had faln in them Like dust before a winde those men do flie That prostrate on the ground of Fortune lie And being great like trees that broadest sprout Their own top-heavy state grubs up their
191 Logick Ep. 18 Logick 252 The Definition ibid The parts of Logick 252 253 The Efficient Cause 253 The Matter 257 The Form 258 The end 259 The Effects 260 The Subjects 261 The Adjunct 262 The Diverses 264 Desparates 265 Relates 265 Adverses 267 Contradicents 268 Privants 269 Equalls 270 Greaters 273 Lessers 274 Likes 276 Dislikes 279 Conjugates 280 Notations 281 Distribution 282 283 c. Definition 289 Description 289 Testimony 291 292 Judgement 295 Axioma 295 296 c. Syllogisms 301 303 Method 313 Love defined 201 Loves Attendants 182 Love why compared to a Maze 197 Lovers why they so use to blush 181 Lovers why some of them look so pale 186 Lovers breasts why they leap so 190 Lovers Oaths what they are like 196 Lovers why they kiss the eyes 190 Love the Sim. 57 58 Lovers Sim. 58 Lovs Ep. 19 Lute Ep. 17 Looking-glass Ep. 17 Lust Ep. 17 Lust Sim. 56 Labyrinth Ep. 18 Language Ep. 18 Lullaby Ep. 18 Lustre Ep. 18 Lilly Ep. 18 Loadstone Ep. 18 Longing Ep. 18 Laughter Ep. 19 Lethargy Ep. 19 Lovers Ep. 19 Looks Ep. 19 Locks Ep. 19 Lips Ep. 20 Lims Ep. 20 Law Sim. 57 Learning Sim. 57 Liberty Sim. 57 Luxury Sim. 58 Lie Sim. 5â— Life Sim. 57 M. THe master of the Balls address to the company as they come in 9 The Maidenhead 64 The Melancholy lover 58 Miscelania's 181 To his Mistress acopy of Verses 55. To his Mistress falsly accusing him 59. To his false Mistress 61. On his Mistress singing 66. On the perfections of his Mistress 70 71. Who his Mistress is 80. To his Mistress desiring Enjoyment 151. To his Mistress recovered of an Ague 132. To his retired Mistress ibid. See Letters The Mode of Hide Park 139 The Mode of Balls 9 10 c. Mock Complements 43. Between a Gentleman and a Lady before a Ribband-shop at the Exchange 43 between a Horse-courser and a Parsons Widdow 44 between an Apprentice and a yong Lady at a Boarding-school ibid. between a Gentleman and a Sempstress 46. between a journyman Haberdasher and a Ladies Chamber-maid ib. between a Gentleman Usher and a waiting Gentlewoman 47. between a Lawyers Clerk his mistress daughter 48. between a Countrey Bumpkin and his Mistress 49. between a Coach-man and the Kitchin-maid 51. between a Gentleman and a Lady meating in severall coaches going to Hide Park 45 Mock letters 160 161 Marriage what compared 198 The Mountebanks letter to the Chyrurgeons 165 Musician what like to 196 Members first formed 187 Memory's seat 193 Misfortune Sim. 59 60 Marigold Ep. 20 Marble E. 20 Mean Sim. 52 53 Magick Ep. 20 Magazen Ep. 20 Metaphors Ep. 20 Melancholy Ep. 20 Melody Ep. 21 Martyr Ep. 21 Marmoset Ep. 21 Mind Ep. 21 Marriage Ep. 21 Marry Sim. 59 Marriage Rites Sim. 59 Mirth Ep. 21 Madness Ep. 21 Mystery Ep. 22 Moon Ep. 22 Modesty Ep. 22 Monkey Ep. 22 Mirtle Ep. 22 Musick Ep. 22 Multitude Ep. 23 Man or men Sim. 59 Mischiefs Sim. 60 Money Sim. 60 Murther Sim. 60 N. NOt to be altered 67 Nature Ep. 24 Nature Sim. 60 Nature produceth monsters 196 On her neck 22 Nymph Ep. 23 Navel Ep. 23 Night Ep. 23 Nuptials Ep. 23 Nightingale Ep. 23 Nose Ep. 24 Noses Sim. 63 O. ORator See the Advertisement to the Reader Orator Ep. 24 Odors Ep. 24 Oath Ep. 24 Ornament Ep. 24 Ode Ep. 25 Obliegement Ep. 25 Opinion 25 Opinion Sim. 60 Opportunity Ep. 25 Old men Sim. 60 Order Sim. 61 P. PArting 66 Passages between Ladies and Gentlemen in the Ring in Hide Park 2 3 A Passionate love letter 166 A Pedagogue to his Mistress 163 The Picture of the Poets mistress 51 Phisiognomy Sim 63 Plurality of Love 65 Posies for Rings 170 171 The pleasant Prospect 49 Page Ep. 27 Paradox Ep. 27 Protestation of love 69 Pomgranate Ep. 26 Park Ep. 27 Proverbs 174 to 180 Puritan defined 193 Poetry Poet Ep. 26 Poetry Poet Sim. 62 Pomander Ep. 26 Cross Purposes Ep. 1 Prayers Sim. 62 Players like Philosophers 196 People dim sighted why given to venery 194 Pyrat defined 183 Princes Sim. 57 Paradise Ep. 25 Pace Ep. 25 Palace Ep. 25 Purple Ep. 26 Phantasies Ep. 26 Pitty Ep. 26 Poison Ep. 26 Poverty Sim. 62 Prosperity Sim. 61 Paleness Ep. 27 Pallate Ep. 27 Prejudice Ep. 27 Praise Ep. 27 Pride Ep. 27 Pride Sim. 62 Presumption Ep. 28 Presumption and Despair Sim. 65 Pretence Ep. 28 Proportion Ep. 28 Picture Ep. 28 Painting Sim. 58 59 61 Pardon Ep. 28 Physician and Physicans Sim. 63 Playes Sport Games and Pastimes Ep. 28 Patience and Patient Sim. 64 Passion Ep. 28 Passions Sim. 64 Passions Sim. 65 Postorals Ep. 29 Plains Ep. 29 Parasite Ep. 29 Prodigality Sim. 61 Parrat Ep. 29 Pyramid Ep. 29 Pomp Ep. 29 Perswasion Ep. 30 Periwig Ep. 30 Perfume Ep. 30 Pen Ep. 30 Pelican Ep. 30 Pearl Ep. 30 Pleasure Ep. 30 Pleasure Sim. 62 Patron Ep. 31 Perjury Ep. 31 Perfection Ep. 31 Philosophy and Philosophers Sim. 63 64 People vulgar Sim. 64 Q. THe Queen of Fairies 74 Questions and Commands 13 14 Several Questions Enigmatical Natural Amorous Moral Paradoxical Jovial from 181 to 214 Quakers why 184 Qualm Ep. 31 Quiver Ep. 31 Quince Ep. 31 Question Ep. 31 Quick-silver Ep. 31 R. ON a Race-Horse 99 To request a Courtesie 39 145 Resolution in Love 62 The Return 28 Return of thanks 144 149 Riddles See Enigmaticall Questions from 183 to 196 The Ring in Hide Park what passages happen in it 2 3 Reason what compared to 195 Riches Sim. 65 Rose Ep. 32 Race Ep. 32 Rock Ep 32 Rape Ep. 32 Rape Sim. 65 Rainbow Ep. 32 Recreation Ep. 32 Repulse Ep. 33 Request Ep. 33 Rapture Ep. 34 Reproofe Ep. 33 Ruby Ep. 33 River Ep. 33 Revenge Ep. 34 Revenge Sim. 65 Rites Ep. 34 Rival Ep. 34 Rigor Ep. 34 Riddle Ep 34 Reverence Ep. 34 Rhetorick Ep. 34 Repose Ep. 34 Rebellion Sim. 65 Riches Sim. 57 Repentance Sim. 64 S FUll Satisfaction 32 A Sea-man to his Mistress 162 To offer Service and begin a Friendship 37 A Letter of Smiles from a Scrivener to his mistress 168 On her Smiles 22 Select Sentences 221 222 The Shepherds Song in praise of Pan. 98 A Song made upon the fatal Disaster that befell the Gallants upon May Day last in Hide Park 7 Songs mistake me not 55 From the fair Lavenian shore 70 Celia thy sweet Angels face 74 No roses coucht c. 78 read in the roses the sad Story 79 The Song of the Caps 94 Song of the Puding 111 Song on a Weding 113 Song on the Courtier 116 Song on the fryer 119 Song of Tom of Bedlam 120 Song on the Schollar 122 Song the Ep. 40 To Sorrow 77 A Song of a Souldier to his Mistress 160 The Strangers reply to the Company 35 Similitudes and Comparisons Superscriptions for Letters 125 Superscriptions for drolling Letters 158 Swearing and foreswearing Sim. 65 Superscriptions for Letters 159 Superscriptions for drolling Letters 158 Sports