whilst love plaies the Ganimed II. Life like a wheel runs round And ere long we underground Ta'n by death asunder must Molder in forgotten dust III. Why then graves should we bedew Why the ground with odours strew Better whilest alive prepare Flowers and unguents for our hair IV. Come my Fair and come away All our cares behind us lay That these pleasures we may know Ere we come to those below I. I Yeild dear Enemy nor know how to resist so fair a Foe who would not thy soft yoke sustain or bow beneath thy easy chain that with a bondage blest might be which far transcends all liberty But since I freely have resign'd at first assault my willing mind insult not o're my captiv'd heart with too much tyrannie and art lest by thy scorn thou lose the prize gain'd by the power of thy bright eyes and thou this conquest thus shalt prove though got by beauty kept by love I. DRaw neer you Lovers that complain of Fortune or Disdain and to my ashes lend a tear melt the hard marble with your grones and soften the relentless Stones Whose cold imbraces the sad Suâ—ject hide of all Loves cruelties and Beauties pride No verse no Epicedium bring nor peaceful Requiem sing to charm the terrors of my Herse no profane Numbers must flow neer the sacred silence that dwels here vast griefs are dumb softly oh softly mourn lest you disturb the peace attends my Urn Yet strew upon my dismal Grave such offâ—rings as you have forsaken Cypress and sad Ewe for kinder flowers can take no Birth or growth from such unhappy Earth Weâ—p onely o're my Dust and say Here lies to Love and â—ate an equal Sacrifice Song 63. I Go Dear Saint away snatcht from thy Arms by far less pleasing charms Then those I did obey but if hereafter thou shalt know that greife hath kissd me come and on my toomb drop drop a tear or two break with thy sighs the silence of my sleep and I shall smile in death to see thee weep thy tears may have the power to reinspire my ashes with new fire or change Thee to some flower which planted 'twixt thy breasts shall grow vail'd in this shape I will dwell with Thee still court kiss injoy thee too securely wee 'l contain all envyous force and thus united be by Deaths divorce Song 69. THe lazy hours move slow the minutes stay old time with leaden â—eet doth goe and his light wings hath cast away the slow pâ—c'd spheres above have sure releas'd their guardians and without help move whilest that the very Angels rest the numbred sands that slide through this small glass and into minutes time divide too slow each other do displace the tedious wheels of light no faster chime then that dul shade which waits on night for expectation out-runs time How long Lord must I stay How long dwel here Oh free me from this loathed clay Let me no more these fetters ware with far more joy shall I resign my breath for to my grieved soul not to die is every minute a new death Song 70. VVHen on thy lip my soul I breath which there meets thine freed from their fetters by this death our subtile Forms combine thus without bonds of sense they move and like two Cherubins converse by love Spirits to chains of earth confin'd discourse by sense but ours that are by flames refin'd with those weak ties dispense let such in words their minds display we in a kiss our mutual thoughts convey but since my soul from me doth fly to thee retir'd thou canst not both retain for I must be with one inspir'd then Dearest either justly mine restore or in exchange let me have thine Yet if thou dost return mine own Oh tak 't again For 't is this pleasing death alone gives ease unto my pain Kill me once more or I shall find thy pity then thy cruelty less kind Song 71. THe air which thy smooth voyce doth break into my soul like lightning flies my life retires whilest thou dost speak and thy soft breath its room supplies Lost in this pleasing Extasie I joyn my trembling lips to thine back receive that life from thee which I so gladly did resign Forbear Platonick fools t' enquire what numbers do the soul compose no harmony can life inspire but that which from these accents flows Song 72. DOris I that could repel all those darts about thee dwell and had wisely learn'd to fear 'cause I saw a foe so near I that my deaf ear did arm 'gainst thy voices powerful charm and the lightning of thine eye durst by closing mine defie cannot this cold snow withstand from the whiter of thy hand thy deceit hath thus done more then thy open force before for who could suspect or fear Treason in a face so clear or the hidden fires descry wrapt in this cold outside lie flames might thus involv'd in ice the deceiv'd world sacrifice Nature ignorant of this strange antiperistasis Would her falling frame admire that by snow were set on fire CAst Chariessa cast that glass away nor in its Chrystal face thine own survay what can be free from Loves imperious laws when painted shadows real flames can cause The fires may burn thee from this mirror rise by the reflected beams of thine own eyes and thus at last faln with thy self in Love thou wilt My Rivall thine one martyr prove but if thou dost desire thy forme to view look in my heart where love thy picture drew and then if pleas'd with thine own shape thou be learn how to love thy self by loving me NUmber the sands that do restrain and fetter the rebellious main count those pale fires that do dispence to us both light and influence the drops of the vast sea divide these in themselves be multipli'd that all when added into one may by our kisses be outgone by which when number they surmount wee 'l teach Arithmetick to count Song 75. THis silkworm to long sleep retir'd the early year hath re-inspir'd who now to pay to thee prepares the tribute of her pleasing cares hastens with industrious toyl to make thy ornament her spoyl see with what pains she spins for thee the thread of her own destinie then growing proud in Death to know that all her curious labours thou wilt as in Triumph deign â—o wear retires to her soft sepulchre Such dearest is that hapless state to which I am design'd by Fate who by thee willingly or'ecome work my own Fetters and my Tombe Song 76. PAle envyous sickness hence no more possess our breast too cold before in vain alass thou dost invade those beauties which can never fade could all thy malice but impair on those sweets which crown her fair or steal the spirits from her eye or kiss into a pâ—ler dye the blooming roses of her cheek our suffering hopes might justly seek redress from thee and thoâ— might'st save thousands of lovers from the gâ—ave but such assaults are
vain for she is too divine to stoop to thee blest with a form as much to high for any change but Destinie which no attempt can violate for what 's her beauty is our fate COme my Dear whilest youth conspires with the warmth of our desires envyous time about thee watches and some Grace each minute snatches Now a spirit now a ray from thy eye he steals away now he blasts some blooming rose which upon thy fresh cheek grows Gold now plunders in a Hair now the Rubies doth impair of thy lips and with sure hast all thy wealth will take at last onely that of which thou mak'st use in time from time thou tak'st VVHen thou thy plyant arms dost wreath about my neck and gently breaâ—h into my Breast that soft sweet air with which thy soul doth mine repair when my faint life thou draw'st away my life which scorching flames decay orecharg'd my panting bosome boyls whose Feavour thy kind Art beguiles and with the Breath that did inspire doth mildly fan my glowing fire Transported then I cry above all other Deities is Love Or if a Deity there be greater then Love 't is only thee AS on Purple Carpets I charm'd by wine in slumber lie with a troop of Maids resorted there to play me thought I sported whose companions lovely boyes interrupt with rude noyse Yet I offer made to kiss them but o' th' sudden wake and miss them Vext to see them thus forsake me I to sleep again betake me Song 78. VVIth a whip of Lillies Love swiftly me before him drove on we courst it through deep floods hollow valleys and rough woods till a Snake that lurking lay chanc'd to sting me by the way now my soul was high to death ebbing flowing with my breath when Love fanning with his wings back my fleeting spirit brings learn saith he another day love without constraint t' obey Song 81. VVHen my sence in wine I steep all my cares are lull'd asleep rich in thought I then despise Craesus and his royalties Whilest with Ivy twines I wreath me and sing all the world beneath me others run to martial fights I to Bacchu's delights Fill the cup then boy for I drunk then dead had rather lie Song 82. VEx no more thyself and me with demure philosophie hollow precepts onely fit to amuse the busie wit teach me brisk Lyeus rites teach me Venus blithe delights Jove loves waâ—er give me wine that my soul ere I resigne may this cure of sorrow have there 's no drinking in the grave OLd I am yet can I think those that younger are outâ—drink when I dance no staff I take but a well fill'd Bottle shake He that doth in war delight come and with these arms let 's fight fill the cup let loose a flood of the rich Grapes luscious blood old I am and therefore may like Silenus drink and play Song 84. A Kiss I begg'd and thou didst joyn thy lips to mine Then as afraid snatch'd bâ—ck their treasure and mock'd my pleasure again my Dearest for in this thou onely gav'st desire and not a kiss I. FAir Rebel to thy self and Time who laugh'st at all my tears when thou hast lost thy youthful prime and age his Trophie rears weighing thy inconsiderate pride thou shalt in vain accuse it Why Beauty am I now deny'd or knew not then to vse it Then shal I wish ungentle Fair thou in like flames mayst burn Venus if just will hear my prayer and I shall laugh my turn A Dialogue Between CHARIESSA and PHILOCHARIS Char. VVHat if Night should betray us and reveal to the light all the pleasure that we steal Phil. Fairest we safely may this fear despise How can she see our actions who wants eyes Char. Each dimne star and the clearer lights we know nights eyes are they were blind that thought her so Phil. Those pale fires onely burn to yeeld a light t' our desires and though Char. blind to give us sight By this shade that surrounds us might ouâ— flame be betray'd and the day disclose its name Phil. Dearest Fair these dark Witnesses we finde silent are Night is dumbe as well as blinde Chorus Then whilest these black shades conceal us we will scorn the envyous morn Then whilest these black shades conceal us we will scorn the and the Sun that would reveal us our flames shall thus envyous moâ—n and the Sun that would reveal us our flames shall thus their mutual light betray and night with these joys crown'd ouâ—shine the day their mutual light betray and night with these joys crown'd ouâ—shine the day Dialogue II. Between PHILOCHARIS and CHARIESSA Phil. THat kiss which last thou gav'st me stole my fainting Life away yet though to thy Breast fled my Soul still in mine own doth stay Weak Nature no such power doth know Love only can these wonders show Char. And with the same warm breath did mine into thy bosome slide There dwel contracted unto thine yet still with me â—eside I. Chorus Weak Nature no such power doth know such power doth know Love Weak Nature no such power such power doth know onely can these wonders can these wonders show Love onely can these wonders can these wonders show II. Chorus Voyâ—es 3. Both souls thus in desire are one and each is two in skil doubled in Intellect alone Both souls thus in desire are one and each is two in skil doubled in Intellect alone Both souls thus in desire are one and each is two in skil doubled in Intellect alone united in the Will weak Nature no such power doth know Love onely united in the Will weak Nature no such power doth know Love onely united in the Will weak Nature no such power doth know Love onely can these wonders show can these wonders show can these wonders show An Alphabetical Table of all the Ayres contained in this BOOK A. ASk the Empress of the Night 26 Alass Alass thou turn'st in vain 51 As when some Brook 52 As in a thousand wanton curls 56 57 As on Purple Carpets I 74 A kiss I begg'd 77 B. Beauty whose soft magnetick chains 1 Beauty thy harsh imperious chains 2 C. Celinda by what potent Art 4 Chide Chide no more 16 17 Cast off for shame ungentle Maid 38 Cast Chariessa 78 Come my Dear whilest youth conspires 72 D. Delay Alass that cannot be 11 Dear back my wounded heart restore 15 Dear urge no more 27 Deceiv'd and undeceiv'd to be 40 Dear fold me once more in thine arms 45 Draw neer ye Lovers 60 61 Doris I that could repel 66 67 F. Favonius the milder breath of th' Spring 6 Foolish Lover go and seek 14 Fool take up thy shaft again 17 Faith 't is not worth your pains and care 47 Fair Rebel to thy self unkind 78 H. He whose active thoughts 30 31 I. I prethee let my heart alone 9 I will not trust thy tempting graces 21 I must no longer now admire 42 I languish in a silent flame 52 53 I yeeld dear Enemy 59 I go dear Saint away 61 62 L. Love what Tyrannick laws 10 Love the ripe harvest of my toyl 43 M. Men and Maids at time of yeer 41 My sickly breath 51 N. Not that by thy disdain 28 No I will sooner trust the wind 32 Now will I a Lover be 44 45 Now Love be prais'd that cruel Fair 49 Nor alwayes give a melting kiss 53 54 Now with roses we are crown'd 57 58 Number the sands 69 O. On this swelling Bank 8 Oh turn away those cruel eyes 49 On this verdant Lotus laid 58 Old I am yet can I think 77 P. Prethee trouble me no more 12 Pale envyous sickness 70 71 R. Roses Loves delight 13 Roses in breathing forth their sent 35 Rebellious Fools 36 Reach me here that full crown'd cup 47 48 S. So fair Aurora 7 Since Fate commands me hence 16 See how this Violet 24 Such Icy kisses 33 See the Spring her self discloses 44 T. Though when I lov'd thee thou wert fair 18 Think not pale Lover 19 Torment of absence and delay 20 That I might ever dream 34 Thine eyes bright Saint disclose 46 To set thy jealous soul at strife 49 'T is no kiss my Fair bestows 55 The lazie hours move slow 62 63 64 The air with thy smooth voyce 65 66 The silk-worm to long sleep 69 70 That kiss thou gav'st me last 81 82 V. Vex no more thy self and me 76 W. When cruel Fair one 3 When I lie burning 5 When dearest beauty 18 Why thy passion should it move 25 When deceitful Lovers lay 29 Wert thou by all affections 39 Wrong me no more in thy complaint 50 Whilest our joys in wine we raise 54 55 When I see the young men play 57 When on thy lip my Soul I breath 64 65 When thou thy plyant arm doth wreath 73 With a whip of Lillies 74 75 When my sense in wine I steep 75 76 What if Night should betray us 79 80 Y. You that unto your Mistris eyes 23 You earthly souls 23 Yet ere I go Disdainful beauty 73
or coyness move He by thy hate might be releas'd Who now is prisoner to thy love III. Since then unkind Fate will divorce Those whom Affection long united Be thou as cruel as this force And I in death shall be delighted Thus whilest so many Suppliants woe And beg they may thy pity prove I only for thy scorn do sue 'T is charity here not to love I. SInce Fate commands me hence and I must leave my soul with thee and die Dear spare one sigh or else let fall a tear to crown my Funeral that I may tell my grieved heart Thou art unwilling we should part and Martyrs that embrace the fire shall with less joy then I expire II. With this last â—iss I will bequeath My soul transfus'd into thy breath Whose active heat shal gently slide Into my breast and there reside And may in spight of Fate thus blest Be in this death of heaven possest Then prove but kind and thou shalt see Love hath more power then Destinie 17 Song CHide chide no more Away the fleeting daughters of the day nor with impatient thoughts out-run the lazie Sun not think the hours do move to slow delâ—y is kind and we too soon shall find that which we seek yet fear to find II. The mystick dark decrees Unfold not of the Destinies Nor boldly seek to antedate The Laws of Fate Thy anxious search a while forbear Suppress thy hast And know that time at last Will crown thy hope or fix thy fear Song 18. FOol take up thy shaft again if thy store thou profusely spend in vain who can furnish thee with more Throw not then away thy darts on impenetrable hearts II. Think not thy pale flame can warm Into â—ears Or dissolve the snowy charm Which her frozen bosom wears That expos'd unmelted lies To the bright suns of her eyes III. But since thou thy power hast lost Nor canst fire Kindle in that breast whose frost Doth these flames in mine inspire Nor to thee but Her I 'l sâ—e That disdains both me and you I. THough when I lov'd thee thou wert fair thou art no longer so those glories all the pride they wear unto opinion owe Beauties like stars in borrow'd lustre shine and 't was my love that gave thee thine II. The flames that dwelt within thine eye Do now with mine expire Thy brightest Graces fade and die At once with my desire Loves fires thus mutual influence return Thine cease to shine when mine to burn III. Then proud Celinda hope no more To be implor'd or woo'd Since by thy scorn thou dost restore The wealth my love bestow'd And thy despis'd Disdain too late shall find That none are fair but who are kind Song 20. WHen dearest Beauty thou shalt pay thy fith and my vain hope away to some dull Soul that cannot prize or know the worth of that thou dost bestow least with thy sighes and tears I might disturb thy unconfin'd delight to some dark shade I will retire and there forgot by all expire II. Thus whilst the diffierence thou shalt prove Betwixt a feign'd and real Love Whilst he more hâ—ppy but less true Shallâ—eâ—p those joyesâ— did pursue And with those pleasures crowned be By Fâ—te which love design'd for me Then thou perhaps thy self wilt find Cruel too â—ong or too soon kind Song 21. THink not pale Lover he who dies burnt in the flames of Celias eyes is unto Love a sacrifice II. Or by the merit of this pain Thou shalt the crown of Martyrs gain Those hopes are as thy passion vain III. For when by death from these flames free To greater thou condemn'd shalt be And punisht for Idolatrie IV. Since thou Loves Votary before Whilst she was kind dost him no more But in his shrine disdain adore V. Nor will this fire the gods prepare To punish scorn that Cruel fair Thou now from flames exempted spare VI But as together both shal die Both burnt alike in flames shal lie She in thy heart thou in her eye 22. TOrment of absence and delay that thus afflicts my memorie Why dost thou kill me every day yet will not give me leave to die Why dost thou suffer me to live All hope of life in life denying or to my patience tortures give never to die yet ever dying II. To fair Narcissa's brighter eyes I was by Loves instruction guided A happiness I long did prize But now am from their light divided Favours and gifts my Suit obtain'd But envyous Fate would now destroy them Which if to lose I only gain'd What greater pain then to enjoy them Song 23. I. I Will not trust thy tempting graces or thy deceitfull charms nor pris'ner be to thy embraces or fetter'd in thy arms no Celia no not all thy art can wound or captivate my heart II. I will not gaze upon thy Eyes Or wanton with thy Hair Lest those should burn me by surprise Or these my soul ensnare Nor with those smiling dangers play Or fool my liberty away III. Since then my wary heart is free And unconfin'd as thine If thâ—u wouldst mine should captive be Thou must thine own reâ—igne And gratitude may thus move more Then Love or Beauty could before I. YOu that unto your Mistress eyes your hearts do sacrifice and offer sighs or tears at Loves rich shrine renounce with me th' Idolatrie nor this infernal power esteem divine II. The Brand the Quiver and the Bow Which we did first bestow And he as tribute wears from every Lover I back again From him have tane And the Impostor now unvail'd discover III. I can the feeble childe disarm Unty his mystick charm Deâ—est him of his Wings and break his Arrow We will obey No more his sway Nor live confin'd to laws or bounds so narrow IV. And you bright Beauties that inspire The boys pale torch with fire We safely now your subtil power despise And unscorch'd may Like Atoms play And wanton in the sun-shine of your eyes V. Nor think hereafter by new arts You can bewitch our hearts Or raise this Devil by your pleasing charm We will no more His power implore Unless like Indians that he do no harm I. YOu earthly Souls that court a wanton flame whose pale weak influence can rise no higher then the humble name narrow laws of Sense learn by our friendship to create an imaterial fire whose brightness Angels may admire but cannot emulate II. Sickness may fright the roses from her cheek Or make the Lillies fade But all the subtil wayes that death doth seek Cannot my love invade Flames that are kindled by the eye Through time and age expire But ours that boast a reach far higher Cannot decay nor die III. For when we must resigne our vital breath Our Loves by Fate benighted We by this friendship shall survive in death Even in divorce united Weak Love through fortune or distrust In time forgets to burn But this pursues us to the Urn And marries either's dust Song 26. I.