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CANZ 0 N 22.
T WAS not long ago, since, like a wanton, Froward, displeased with that it loves, I wis, Improved, I did write to thee, a Canton, Wherein I seemed to turn LOVE out of service.
Well said I herein, that I did but " seem " it! Loath to depart, he still retained to me ; Although displeased, yet each one well might deem, He was my servant, while he wore my livery!
Pensively grieved with that, that I had done, I wrote a Sonnet, which, by syllable, Eat up the former, and withal craved pardon; Vowing a large amends, as time should able.
" But who beyond his power vows, offends !
Presumptuous as thou art! to name Amends/'
C AN Z 0 N 23.
HY coral-coloured lips, how should I portray Unto the unmatchable pattern of their sweet' A draught of blessedness I stole away From them, when last I kissed. I taste it yet i
So did that sug'ry touch my lips ensucket. On them, MINERVA'S honey birds do hive
Mellifluous words; when so thou please to frame
Thy speech to entertainment! Thence I derive
My heart's sole paradise, and my lips sweet game. Ye are the coral gates of Temple's clarion,
Whereout the PYTHIUS preached divinity !
Unto thy voice bequeathed the good ARION,
His silvery lyre ! Such Poean melody Thy voice, the organ pipe of angels quire Trebles f Yet, one kiss; and I'll raise them higher \