FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134   135   136   137   138   139  
140   141   142   143   144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   157   158   159   160   161   162   163   164   >>   >|  
en born, or might'st not die. 523. UPON MISTRESS SUSANNA SOUTHWELL, HER CHEEKS. Rare are thy cheeks, Susanna, which do show Ripe cherries smiling, while that others blow. 524. UPON HER EYES. Clear are her eyes, Like purest skies, Discovering from thence A baby there That turns each sphere, Like an Intelligence. _A baby_, see Note to 38, "To his mistress objecting to him neither toying nor talking". 525. UPON HER FEET. Her pretty feet Like snails did creep A little out, and then, As if they played at Bo-Peep, Did soon draw in again. 526. TO HIS HONOURED FRIEND, SIR JOHN MINCE. For civil, clean, and circumcised wit, And for the comely carriage of it, Thou art the man, the only man best known, Mark'd for the true wit of a million: From whom we'll reckon. Wit came in but since The calculation of thy birth, brave Mince. 527. UPON HIS GREY HAIRS. Fly me not, though I be grey: Lady, this I know you'll say; Better look the roses red When with white commingled. Black your hairs are, mine are white; This begets the more delight, When things meet most opposite: As in pictures we descry Venus standing Vulcan by. 528. ACCUSATION. If accusation only can draw blood, None shall be guiltless, be he ne'er so good. 529. PRIDE ALLOWABLE IN POETS. As thou deserv'st, be proud; then gladly let The Muse give thee the Delphic coronet. 530. A VOW TO MINERVA. Goddess, I begin an art; Come thou in, with thy best part For to make the texture lie Each way smooth and civilly; And a broad-fac'd owl shall be Offer'd up with vows to thee. _Civilly_, orderly. _Owl_, the bird sacred to Athene or Minerva. 534. TO ELECTRA. 'Tis evening, my sweet, And dark, let us meet; Long time w'ave here been a-toying, And never, as yet, That season could get Wherein t'ave had an enjoying. For pity or shame, Then let not love's flame Be ever and ever a-spending; Since now to the port The path is but short, And yet our way has no ending. Time flies away fast, Our hours do waste, The while we never remember How soon our life, here, Grows old with the year That dies with the next December.
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134   135   136   137   138   139  
140   141   142   143   144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   157   158   159   160   161   162   163   164   >>   >|  



Top keywords:

toying

 

ALLOWABLE

 
Vulcan
 

texture

 

smooth

 

guiltless

 

standing

 
deserv
 

coronet

 

Delphic


accusation

 

ACCUSATION

 

gladly

 
Goddess
 
MINERVA
 

spending

 

ending

 
December
 

remember

 

enjoying


sacred
 

descry

 
Athene
 

Minerva

 

ELECTRA

 

orderly

 

Civilly

 

evening

 

season

 
Wherein

civilly

 

mistress

 

objecting

 
sphere
 

Intelligence

 
talking
 
played
 

snails

 

pretty

 
CHEEKS

SOUTHWELL

 
cheeks
 
Susanna
 

SUSANNA

 

MISTRESS

 

purest

 

Discovering

 
smiling
 
cherries
 

Better