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Satyrs upon the Jesuits written in the year 1679, upon occasion of the plot, together with the Satyr against vertue, and some other pieces by the same hand.
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Oldham, John, 1653-1683.
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seem To grasp and joys yet blushes too in Dream She wakes and long in wonder silent lies And thinks on her late pleasing Extasies Now likes and now abhors her guilty flame By turns abandon'd to her Love and Shame At length her struggling thoughts an utt'rance sind And vent the wild disorders of her mind Ah me she cries kind Heaven avert what means This boading form that nightly rides my dreams Grant 'em untrue why should lewd hope divine Ah! why was this too charming Vision seen 'T is true by the most envious wretch that sees He 's own'd all fair and lovely own'd a prize Worthy the conquest of the brightest eyes A prize that wou'd my high'st ambition fill All I could wish but he 's my Brother still That cruel word for ever must disjoyn Nor can I hope but thus to have him mine Since then I waking never must possess Let me in sleep at least enjoy the bliss And sure nice Vertue can't forbid me this Kind sleep does no malicious spies admit Yet yields a lively semblance of delight Gods what a scene of joy was that how fast I clasp'd the Vision to my panting breast With what fierce bounds I sprung to meet my bliss While my wrapt soul flew out in every kiss Till breathless faint and softly sunk away I all dissolv'd in reeking pleasures lay How sweet is the remembrance yet though night Too hasty fled drove on by envious light O that we might the Laws of Nature break How well could Caunus me an Husband make How well to Wife might he his Byblis take Wou'd God! in all things we had partners bin Besides our Parents and our fatal Kin Wou'd thou wert nobler I more meanly born Then guiltless I despair'd and suffer'd scorn Happy that Maid unknown whoe're shall prove So blest so envied to deserve thy love Unhappy me whom the same womb did joyn Which now forbids me ever to be thine Curst fate that we alone in that agree By which we ever must divided be And must we be what meant my Visions then Are they and all their dear presages vain Have dreams no credit but with easie love Or do they hit sometimes and faithful prove The Gods forbid yet those whom I invoke Have lov'd like me have their own Sisters took Great Saturn and his greater Off-spring Iove Both stock'd their Heaven with incestuous love Gods have their priviledge why do I strive To strain my hopes to their Prerogative No let me banish this forbidden fire Or quench it with my blood and with 't expire Unstain'd in honour and unhurt in fame Let the same Grave bury my Love and Shame But when at my last hour I gasping lie Let only my kind Murderer be by Let him while I breath out my soul in sighs Or gaze't away look on with pittying eyes Let him for sure he can't deny me this Seal my cold Lips with one dear parting Kiss Besides 't were vain should I alone agree To what another's will must ratifie Cou'd I be so abandon'd to consent What I have pass'd for good and innocent He may perhaps as worst of Crimes resent Yet we amongst our race examples sind Of Brothers who have been to Sisters kind Fam'd Canace cou'd thus successful prove Cou'd crown her wishes in a Brother's love But whence cou'd I these instances produce How ' came I witty to my ruine thus Whither will this mad frenzy hurry on Hence hence you naughty flames far hence be gone Nor let me e're the shameful Passion own And yet shou'd he address I shou'd forgive I fear I fear I shou'd his suit receive Shall therefore I who cou'd not love disown Offer'd by him not mine to him make known And canst thou speak can thy bold tongue declare Yes Love shall force and now methinks I dare But lest fond modesty at length refuse I will some sure and better method chuse A Letter shall my secret flames disclose And hide my Blushes but reveal their cause This takes and 't is resolv'd as soon as said With this she rais'd her self upon her bed And propping with her hand her leaning head Happen what will says she I 'le make him know What pains what raging pains I undergo Ah me I rave what tempests shake my breast And where O where will this distraction rest Trembling her Thoughts endite and oft her Eye Looks back for fear of conscious spies too nigh One hand her Paper t'other holds her Pen And Tears supply what Ink her Lines must drain Now she begins now stops and stopping frames New doubts now writes and now her Writing damns She writes defaces alters likes and blames Oft throws in haste her Pen and Paper by Then takes 'em up again as hastily Unsteady her resolves fickle and vain No sooner made but strait unmade again What her desires wou'd have she does not know Displeas'd with all what e're she goes to do At once contending shame and hope and fear Wrack her tost mind and in her looks appear Sister was wrote but soon mis-giving doubt Recals it and the guilty word blots out Again she pauses and again begins At length her Pen drops out these hasty Lines Kind health which you and only you can grant Which if deny'd she must for ever want To you your Lover sends ah blushing shame In silence bids her Paper hide her name Wou'd God! the fatal message might be done Without annexing it nor Byblis known E're blest success her hopes and wishes crown And had I now my smother'd grief conceal'd It might by tokens past have been reveal'd A thousand proofs were ready to impart The inward anguish of my wounded heart Oft as your sight a sudden blush did raise My blood came up to meet you at my face Oft if you call to mind my longing Eyes Betray'd in looks my souls too thin disguise Think how their Tears think how my heaving Brâ—ast Oft in deep sighs some cause unknown confest Think how these Arms did oft with fierce embrace Eager as my desires about you press These Lips too when they cou'd so happy prove Had you but mark'd with close warm kisses strove To whisper something more than Sisters love And yet though rankling grief my mind distrest Though raging flames within burnt up my breast Long time I did the mighty pain endure Long strove to bring the fierce disease to cure Witness the cruel Pow'rs who did inspire This strange this fatal this resistless fire Witness what pains for you alone can know This helpless wretch to quench't did undergo A thousand Racks and Martyrdoms and more Than a weak Virgin can be thought I bore O'rematch'd in pow'r at last I 'm forc'd to yield And to the conqu'ring God resign the field To you dear cause of all I make address From you with humble pray'rs I beg redress You rule alone my arbitrary fate And life and death on your disposal wait Ordain as you think fit deny or grant Yet know no stranger is your suppliant But
she who though to you by Blood allied In nearest bonds in nearer wou'd be tied Let doating age debate of Law and Right And gravely state the bounds of just and fit Whose wisdom 's but their envy to destroy And bar those pleasures which they can't enjoy Our blooming years more sprightly and more gay By Nature were design'd for love and play Youth knows no check but leaps weak Vertues fence And briskly hunts the noble chase of sence Without dull thinking we enjoyment trace And call that lawful whatsoe're does please Nor will our guilt want instances alone 'T is what the glorious Gods above have done Let 's follow where those great examples went Nor think that Sin where Heaven 's a precedent Let neither aw of Father's frowns nor shame For ought that can be told by babbling fame Nor any gastlier fantom fear can frame Frighten or stop us in our way to bliss But boldly let us rush on happiness Where glorious hazzards shall enhance delight And that that makes it dangerous make it great Relation too which does our fault increase Will serve that fault the better to disguise That lets us now in private often meet Bless'd opportunities for stoln delight In publick often we embrace and kiss And fear no jealous no suspecting eyes How little more remains for me to crave How little more for you to give O save A wretched Maid undone by love and you Who does in tears and dying accents sue Who bleeds that Passion she had ne're reveal'd If not by love almighty love compel'd Nor ever let her mournful Tomb complain Here Byblis lies kill'd by your cold disdain Here forc'd to end for want of room not will To add her lines the crowded Margin fill Nor space allow for more she trembling folds The Paper which her shameful message holds And sealing as she wept with boading fear She wet her Signet with a falling Tear This done at trusty Messenger she call'd And in kind words the whisper'd Errand told Go carry this with faithful care she said To my dear there she paus'd a while and staid And by and by Brother was heard to add As she deliver'd it with her commands The Letter fell from out her trembling hands Dismay'd with the ill Omen she anew Doubted success and held yet bad him go He goes and after quick admission got To Caunus hands the fatal secret brought Soon as the doubtful Youth a glance had cast On the first lines and guest by them the rest Strait horror and amazement fill'd his breast Impatient with his rage he could not stay To see the end but threw 't half read away Scarce could his hands the trembling wretch forbear Nor did his tongue these angry threatnings spare Fly hence nor longer my chaf'd fury trust Thou cursed Pander of detested lust Fly quickly hence and to thy swiftness owe Thy life a forfeit to my vengeance due Which had not danger of my Honour crost thou 'dst paid by this and been sent back a ghost He the rough orders strait obeys and bears The killing news to wretched Byblis â—â—rs Like striking thunder the 〈…〉 gs stun And to her heart quicker 〈…〉 t'ning run The frighted blood forsakes her gastly face And a short death does every member seize But soon as sense returns her frenzy too Returns and in these words breaks forth anew And justly serv'd for why did foolish I Consent to make this rash discovery Why did I thus in hasty lines reveal That dang'rous secret Honour wou'd conceal I shou'd have first with art disguis'd the hook And seen how well the gawdy bait had took And found him hung at lest before I strook From shore I shou'd have first descri'd the wind Whether 't would prove to my adventure kind E're I to untry'd Seas my self resign'd Now dash'd on Rocks unable to retire I must i' th' wreck of all my hopes expire And was not I by tokens plain enough Forewarn'd to quit my unauspicious Love Did not the Fates my ill success foretel When from my hands th' unhappy Letter fell So should my hopes have done and my design That or the day should then have alter'd bin But rather the unlucky day when Heaven Such ominous proofs of its dislike had given And so it had had not mad Passion sway'd And Reason been by blinder Love misled Besides alas I shou'd my self have gone Nor made my Pen a proxy to my Tongue Much more I could have spoke much more have told Than a short Letters narrow room would hold He might have seen my Looks my wishing Eyes My melting Tears and heard my begging Sighs About his Neck I could have flung my Arms And been all over Love all over Charms Grasp'd and hung on his Knees and there have dyed There breath'd my gasping Soul out if denied This and ten thousand things I might have done To make my Passion with advantage known Which if they each could not have bent his mind Yet surely all had forc'd him to be kind Perhaps he whom I sent was too in fault Nor rightly tim'd his Message as he ougâ—â— I fear he went in some ill-chosen hour When cloudy weather made his temper lour Not those calm seasons of the mind which prove The fittest to receive the seeds of love These things have ruin'd me for doubtless he Is made of humane flesh and blood like me He suck'd no Tygress sure nor Mountain Bear Nor does his breast relentless Marble wear He must he shall consent again I 'le try And try again if he again deny No scorn no harsh repulse or rough defeat Shall ever my desires or hopes rebate My earnest suits shall never give him rest While Life and Love more durable shall last Alive I 'le press till breath in pray'rs be lost And after come a kind beseeching ghost For if I might what I have done recall The first point were not to have don 't at all But since 't is done the second to be gain'd Is now to have what I have sought attain'd For he though I should now my wishes quit Can never my unchaste attempts forget Should I desist 't will be believ'd that I By slightly asking taught him to deny Or that I tempted him with wily fraud And snares for his unwary Honour laid Or what I sent and the belief were just Were not th' efforts of Love but shameful Lust. In fine I now dare any thing that 's ill I 've writ I have solicited my will Has been debauch'd and shou'd I thus give out I cannot chast and innocent be thought Much there is wanting still to be fulfill'd Much to my wish but little to my guilt She spoke but such is her unsetled mind It shifts from thought to thought like veering wind Now to this point and now to that inclin'd What she could wish had unattempted been She strait is eager to attempt agen What she repents she acts and now le ts loose The reins to Love nor any bounds allows Repulse