Smooth in each limb as a die;
Clear of hoof, and clear of horn:
Sharply pointed as a thorn,
With a neck by yoke unworn;
From the which hung down by strings,
Balls of cowslips, daisy rings,
Interplac'd with ribbonings:
Faultless every way for shape;
Not a straw could him escape;
Ever gamesome as an ape,
But yet harmless as a sheep.
Pardon, Lacon, if I weep;
_Tears will spring where woes are deep_.
Now, ay me! ay me! Last night
Came a mad dog and did bite,
Aye, and kill'd my dear delight.
_Lacon._ Alack, for grief!
_Thyr._ But I'll be brief.
Hence I must, for time doth call
Me, and my sad playmates all,
To his ev'ning funeral.
Live long, Lacon, so adieu!
_Lacon._ Mournful maid, farewell to you;
_Earth afford ye flowers to strew_.
_Pie_, _i.e._, a magpie.
985. UPON SAPPHO.
Look upon Sappho's lip, and you will swear
There is a love-like leaven rising there.
988. A BACCHANALIAN VERSE.
Drink up
Your cup,
But not spill wine;
For if you
Do,
'Tis an ill sign;
That we
Foresee
You are cloy'd here,
If so, no
Ho,
But avoid here.
989. CARE A GOOD KEEPER.
_Care keeps the conquest; 'tis no less renown
To keep a city than to win a town._
990. RULES FOR OUR REACH.
Men must have bounds how far to walk; for we
Are made far worse by lawless liberty.
991. TO BIANCA.
Ah, Bianca! now I see
It is noon and past with me:
In a while it will strike one;
Then, Bianca, I am gone.
Some effusions let me have
Offer'd on my holy grave;
Then, Bianca, let me rest
With my face towards the East.
992. TO THE HANDSOME MISTRESS GRACE POTTER.
As is your name, so is your comely face
Touch'd everywhere with such diffused grace,
As that in all that admirable round
There is not one least solecism found;
And as that part, so every portion else
Keeps line for line with beauty's parallels.
993. ANACREONTIC.
I must
Not trust
Here to any;
Bereav'd,
Deceiv'd
By so many:
As one
Undone
By m
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