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THE  POETICAL  WORKS 

OF 

ROBERT  JIERRICK 


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EDITED    BY 


F.  W.  MOORMAN 


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AT  THE  CLARENDON  PRESS 
1915 

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OXFORD  UNIVERSITY  PRESS 

LONDON      EDINBURGH      GLASGOW      NEW   YORK 

TORONTO      MELBOURNE      BOMBAY 

HUMPHREY   MILFORD  M.A. 

PUBLISHER  TO  THE  nNlVERSlTY 


PREFACE. 

Before  sending  this  edition  of  Herrick's  poems  to  the 
press,  I  should  like  to  express  my  sincere  thanks  to  all 
those  who  have  generously  helped  me  in  my  editorial  labours. 
In  particular,  I  desire  to  thank  the  Provost  and  Fellows  of 
Worcester  College,  Oxford,  for  placing  at  my  disposal  the 
Worcester  College  MS.  Iviii,  which  contains  a  version  of  the 
poem  '  His  Age,  dedicated  to  his  peculiar  friend,  M.  John 
Wickes,  upder  the  name  of  Posthumus ' ;  also  Professor 
C.  H.  Firth  for  the  use  of  the  Firth  MS.,  which  includes 
versions  of  six  of  the  Hesperides  poems  (see  Critical 
Appendix,  pp.  451-453). 

I  also  wish  to  thank  Professor  G.  S.  Gordon,  who  made 
many  helpful  suggestions  in  the  preparation  of  the  text, 
Mr.  F.  Page,  the  Clarendon  Press  reader,  who  has  been 
of  great  service  in  collating  the  Herrick  manuscripts  in  the 
British  Museum,  and  Mr.  G.  C.  Macaulay,  who  generously 
lent  me  his '  Heber'  copy  of  the  first  edition  of  the  Hesperides. 
Finally,  I  wish  to  acknowledge  my  extreme  indebtedness  to 
Mr.  Percy  Simpson,  with  whom  the  Delegates  of  the 
Clarendon  Press  have  kindly  put  me  in  communication. 
Mr.  Simpson  has  not  only  rendered  me  great  help  in  the 
collation  of  the  Bodleian  MSS.,  but  at  every  stage  in 
the  preparation  of  this  edition  his  labours  have  been  un- 
ceasing. He  has  generously  placed  his  erudition  and  fine 
scholarship  at  my  disposal,  and  in  the  fixing  of  the  text 
and  the  compiling  of  the  Critical  Appendix  his  judicious 
discernment  has  been  of  the  greatest  service, 

F.  W.  MOORMAN. 


CONTENTS. 

PAGE 

INTRODUCTION v 

HESPERIDES ;  or  Works  both  Humane  and  Divine        i 

NOBLE  NUMBERS;   or  Pious  Pieces        .        .        -337 

ADDITIONAL  POEMS,  not  included  in  Hesperides  or 

Noble  Numbers 404 

CRITICAL  APPENDIX 421 

INDEX  OF  TITLES 454 

INDEX  OP  FIRST  LINES 468 


INTRODUCTION. 

The  scope  of  this  Introduction  does  not  extend  beyond  a  critical 
examination  of  the  text  of  Herrick's  poems  j  no  account  is  given 
here  of  the  progress  of  his  life,  and  the  appreciation  of  his  poetic 
art  is  confined  to  such  matters  as  arise  out  of  textual  criticism. 
The  aim  of  this  edition  is  to  furnish  a  reproduction  of  the  original 
text  of  the  Hesperides  and  Noble  Numbers  published  in  1648,  and, 
secondly,  to  collate  this  text  with  that  of  those  poems  of  Herrick 
which  exist  in  manuscript,  or  which  were  printed  in  Playford's 
music-books,  or  in  anthologies  of  verse,  during  the  poet's  lifetime. 
There  has  also  been  a  certain  amount  of  collation  of  the  more 
important  modern  editions  of  Herrick's  poems,  and,  where  striking 
deviations  from  the  original  text  occur,  they  have  been  recorded. 
At  the  end  of  the  volume  I  append  those  poems  which  are  in- 
dubitably by  Herrick,  but  which  do  not  find  a  place  in  the  volume 
of  1648 ;  here,  again,  a  careful  collation  of  the  various  manuscripts 
or  printed  versions  has  been  attempted. 

An  examination  of  the  edition  of  1648  brings  home  the  con- 
viction that  the  text  which  Herrick  gave  to  the  world  is  generally 
correct.  The  poet  read  the  pages  with  great  care,  and  whatever 
misprints  caught  his  eye  were  corrected ;  those  which  escaped  his 
notice  until  it  was  too  late  to  alter  the  text  appear  in  a  list  of 
errata  at  the  end  of  the  volume  *  (see  p.  4  of  the  present  edition). 
But  it  is  also  to  be  noticed  that  the  various  copies  of  the  1648 
edition  which  have  come  down  to  us  present  certain  textual  diver- 
gences. Attention  was  first  of  all  directed  to  this  fact  by 
Dr.  Grosart  in  the  Preface  to  his  edition  of  Herrick's  works,  and, 
much  more  recently,  the  Rev.  C.  P.  Phinn,  Mr.  A.  W.  Pollard, 
and  Colonel  W,  F. .,  Prideaux  have  examined  the  matter  more 
fully,  and  have  furnished  lists  of  such  divergences  as  occur. 
Mr.  Phinn  and  Mr.  Pollard  collated  the  text  of  the  copies  in  the 
Grenville  and  Thomason  collections  of  printed  books  in  the 

'  in  the  Bodleian  copies  the  list  of  errata,  together  with  the  four  verses 
begiDDiDg  '  For  these  Transgressions  .  .  . ',  appear  between  the  Dedication  to 
Prince  Charles  and  page  1  of  the  Hesperides  text. 


vi  Introduction. 

British  Museum  with  that  of  a  copy  in  Mr.  Phinn's  possession ; 
and  Mr.  Pollard  also  examined  the  text  of  the  Britwell  and 
Rowfant  copies.  The  results  of  the  collation  are  given  by 
Mr.  Pollard  in  two  articles  contributed  to  The  Library  ^  Colonel 
Prideaux  collated  the  text  of  two  copies — called  by  him  A  and  B — 
and  recorded  the  variants  in  the  pages  of  Notes  and  Queries^. 
Most  of  the  variants  are  of  minor  importance  and  consist  of 
differences  of  spelling,  punctuation,  and  the  use  of  capitals ;  but 
among  them  are  a  few  which  call  for  notice  here.'  Thus,  in  the 
poem  entitled  The  Wassailei^.  178),  the  eleventh  stanza  is  omitted 
entirely  in  certain  copies,  with  the  exception  of  the  initial  word, 
Wtiere ;  while  in  the  last  line  of  the  eighth  stanza ^w^  is  misprinted 
our.  Several  other  minor  differences  occur  in  the  same  poem, 
and  there  is  evidence  of  careful  correction  of  the  text  after  a  certairi 
number  of  copies  had  been  struck  off  by  the  printers.  Similairly, 
in  the  poem  Upon  her  feet  (p.  194),  the  fourth  line  reads  in  certain 

copies : 

As  if  they  played  at  Bo-peep, 
and  in  others : 

As  if  they  started  at  Bo-peep, 

where  the  second  reading  is,  on  the  whole,  the  better.  Again,  in  the 
poem  Kissing  Usurie  (p.  29),  certain  copies  of  the  original  editiori 
reverse  the  order  of  the  lines  in  the  last  stanza,  pjacing  the  last 
three  lines  first,  and  the  first  three  lines  last,  to  the  great  detriment 
of  the  sense.  Other  changes,  concerning  one  of  which  some 
discussion  has  arisen,  occur  in  the  well-known  Dean-bourn,  a  rude 
River  in  Devon,  by  which  sometimes  he  lived  (p.  29).  I  herewith 
transcribe  the  poem  as  it  reads  in  certain  copies  of  the  original 
text,  and  in  the  present  edition  : 

Dean-Bourn,  farewell ;  I  never  look  to  see 

Deane,  or  thy  warty  incivility. 

Thy  rockie  bottome,  that  doth  teare  thy  streams. 

And  makes  them  frantick,  ev'n  to  all  extreames ; 

To  my  content,  I  never  sho'd  behold. 

Were  thy  streames  silver,  or  thy  rocks  all  gold. 

Rockie  thou  art ;  and  rockie  we  discover 

Thy  men  ;  and  rockie  are  thy  wayes  all  over. 

O  men,  O  manners ;  Now  and  ever  knowne 

To  be  A  Rockie  Generation! 

'  New  Series,  vol.  iv,  pp.  206-13  and  pp.  328-30. 
'  Tenth  Series,  vol.  iv,  pp.  482-3. 

'  Variants  which  may  be  looked  upon  as  altering  the  sense  of  the  text  are 
recorded  either  in  the  foot-notes  or  in  the  notes  at  the  end  of  this  bpok. 


Introduction,  vii 

A  people  currish  ;  churlish  as  the  seas  ; 
And  rude  (almost)  as  rudest  Salvages  ! 
With  whom  I  did,  and  may  re-sojourne  when 
Rockes  turn  to  Rivers,  Rivers  turn  to  Men. 

Now  in  certain  other  copies  of  the  original  text  warty  in  1.  2 
appears  as  ivatry  and  Now  in  1.  9  as  There.  The  fact  that  the 
word  ever  follows  Now  is,  I  think,  a  clear  indication  that  There  is 
a  textual  error,  and  I  am  of  the  opinion  that  the  same  is  true  of 
the  reading  watry  for  warty.  A  study  of  the  poem  shows  that 
Herrick's  complaint  against  Dean  Burn  is  that  its  bed  is  rocky,  and 
in  this  rockiness  he  discovers  a  symbol  of  the  rockiness  of  the  people 
who  live  by  it.  He  uses  the  word  rockie  five  times  in  ten  lines, 
but  in  the  second  line  he  employs,  somewhat  quaintly  but  quite 
characteristically,  the  adjective  warty  as  a  synonym  for  rocky. 
The  printer,  not  understanding  warty,  substituted  watry  for  it, 
and  then  Herrick  corrected  the  error,  but  not  until  a  certain 
number  of  the  '  watry '  copies  had  been  printed  off.  A  moment's 
reflection  will,  I  think,  show  that  the  substitution  oi  watry  for 
warty,  which  many  modern  editors  view  with  favour,  destroys  the 
sense  of  the  poem  as  a  whole.  The  incivility  of  the  stream 
consists  not  in  its  wateriness,  but  in  its  '  wartiness ' ;  what  Herrick 
would  have  liked  in  the  stony  channel  of  Dean  Bum  would  have 
been  more  water  and  less  '  warts '.' 

Mr.  Pollard,  in  his  two  articles  in  The  Library  already  referred 
to,  furnishes  an  explanation  of  the  curious  textual  divergences 
which  these  collated  copies  of  the  original  text  of  the  Hesperides 
show.  He  writes  as  follows :  '  The  general  result  of  the  collation 
is  fairly  plain,  and  establishes  the  fact,  which  no  editor  of  Herrick 
has  hitherto  noticed,  that  the  leaves  containing  pages  29,  30, 175, 
176,  and  207,  208  are  in  most  cases  cancels.  .  .  .  The  conclusion 
of  the  whole  matter  is  the  rather  unexpected  but  quite  natural  one, 
that  in  this  book  of  Herrick's  we  really  have  a  case  of  the  author 
walking  into  the  printing-office  and  correcting  misprints,  when 
sheets  had  already  been  printed  off'.'  With  this  explanation 
I  am  in  full  agreement.  In  preparing  the  present  edition,  I  have 
made  use  of  the  copy  of  the  Hesperides  in  the  possession  of 
G.  C.  Macaulay,  Esq.,  of  Great  Shelford,  Cambridge ;   this  gives 

'  In  support  of  the  reading  warty,  it  may  also  be  pointed  out  that  those 
copies  which  give  the  reading  watry  are  manifestly  in  error  in  the  next  poem, 
Kissing  Usurie,  where  they  reverse  the  proper  order  of  the  lines  in  the  final 
stanza ;  see  above,  p.  vi. 

»  Op.  cit.,pp.329,  331.- 


viii  Introduction . 

us  the  text  as  revised  by  Herrick  in  the  printing-office,  though  it 
is  not  identical  at  all  points  with  any  of  the  copies  examined  by 
Colonel  Prideaux,  Mr.  Phinn,  and  Mr.  Pollard.  Mr.  Hazlitt  and 
Dr.  Grosart,  on  the  other  hand,  seem  to  have  had  copies  of  the  un- 
revised  edition  before  them,  and  many  of  the  recent  editions  are 
directly  based  on  Grosart's  text. 

Leaving  the  question  of  the  purity  of  the  original  text  of 
Herrick's  poems,  we  may  proceed  to  a  matter  of  far  greater  im- 
portance— the  relation  in  which  the  text  of  1648  stands  to  the  text 
of  those  poems  of  which  manuscript  versions  have  been  preserved, 
or  which  were  printed  in  the  poetic  and  musical  anthologies  of 
Herrick's  day.  Before  proceeding  farther,  it  will  be  well  to 
furnish  a  list  of  the  manuscripts  and  printed  books  which  contain 
anything  of  Herrick.    These  are  the  following : 

I.    Manuscripts. 
A.    In  the  Bodleian  Library,  Oxford. 

1.  Ashmole  Manuscripts. 

(a)  36-7,  No.  398,  fol.  310.    A  Charroll presented  to  ]y  Williams 

Bp  of  Lincolne  as  a  New  Years  guift  (Additional  Poems,  p. 

413).    S\^DsA:  Rob:  Herrick^ 
{b)  38,  No.  109,  pp.  88-9.     The  discription  of  A  Woman  (Addi- 
tional Poems,  p.  404).    Signed  :  Rol^  Herick. 
(c)  38,  No.  no,  pp.  90-2.    In  praise  of  the  Country  Life  (Hespe- 

rides,  p.  34).     Signed :  M'  Rob'  Hericke. 
{d)  38,  No.  Ill,  pp.  93-4.    M'^  Hericke,  his  charge  to  his  wife 

{Hesperides,^.lj4).    S\satA'.  Robert  Hericke. 
(e)  38,  No.  112,  pp.  94-6.    M<'  Hericke  his  daughters  Dowrye 

(Additional  Poems,  p.  407).     Signed  :  RoV'  Hericke. 
(/>  38.  No.  117,  pp.  loo-i.    Kinge  Obrons  Feast  (Hesperides,  p. 

119).     ^\%n&d.:  Rcfi*  Hericke. 
ig)  38,  No.  118,  pp.  101-5.    Ki*ig  Oberons  Pallace  (Hesperides, 

P-  16S). 
{h)  38,  No-  121,  pp.  106-7.    M"  Robert  Hericke  his  farwell 

■vnto  /'^'if^^V  (Additional  Poems,  p.  410).    Signed:  M^  Rob' 

Hericke. 

2.  Rawlinson  Manuscripts. 

(a)  F.  poet.  26,  fol.  89-90.    Herick' s  Welcome  to  Sack  {Hesperides, 

P-77). 
(*)  F.  poet.  6s,  fol.  32.    Charon,  O  gentle  Charon  .  . .  (Hesperides, 

p.  »48). 

(c)  F.  poet.  142,  fol.  44.    Herricks  Sack  (Hesperides,  p.  77), 

(d)  F.  poet.  160,  fol.  28.     Vpon  a  Cherrystone  sent  to  the  tip  of 


Introduction.  ix 

the  lady  Jemonia  Walgraves  eare  (Additional  Poems,  p.  417). 

Signed :  Ro.  Herrick. 
(e)  F.  poet.   160,  fol.  46-7.     R.  Herricks  Farewell  to  Poesy e 

(Additional  Poems,  p.  410). 
(/)  F.  poet.  1 60,  fol.  47-8.    R.  Herrick :  His  charge  vnto  his  wife 

(Hesperides,  p.  174). 
(g)  F.  poet.  160,  fol.  105-6.     The  Descrifcon  of  a  woman  (Addi- 
tional Poems,  p.  404). 
(h)  F.  poet.  160,  fol.  165.    Af  Herick;  His  farewell  to  Sacke 

(Hesperides,  p.  45). 
(z)  F.  poet.  160,  fol.  165-6.     The  Time  expired  he  welcoms  his 

M'''  Sacke  asfolloweth  (^Hesperides),  p.  77). 
(j)  F.  poet.  160,  fol.  167-8.    King  Oberons  Pallace  (Hesperides, 

p.  i6s). 
(k)  F.  poet.  160,  fol.  169-70.    King  Oberons  Feast  (Hesperides,  p. 

119).     Signed:  Rob.  Herrick. 
Malone  Manuscripts. 
(a)   16,  fol.  3-4.     Oberons  Feast  (Hesperides,  p.  119).     Signed: 

Rich  Herricke  of  Clare  Hall. 

B.    In  the  British  Museum. 

Additional  Manuscripts. 

(a)  1 181 1,  fol.  37.  His  Mistris  to  Him  at  hisfarwell  (Additional 
Poems,  p.  414).    Signed  :  Ro.  Herrick. 

(b)  19268,  fol.  39-40.    M''  Herrickes  welcome  to  Sacke  (Hesperides, 

P-  77)- 

(c)  21433,  fol-  126.     A  Nuptiall  Song  (Hesperides,  p.  112). 

(d)  22 1 1 8,  fol.  I  b.    Oberons  Feast  (Hesperides,  p.  119). 

(e)  22603,  fol.  30-2.     Herickes  Farewell  to  Poetrie  (Additional 

Poems,  p.  410). 

(/)  22603,  fol.  37.     The  Welcome  to  Sack  (Hesperides,  p.  77). 

(g)  22603,  fol.  41-3.  M''  Herickes  Charge  to  his  Wife  (Hes- 
perides, p.  174). 

(h)  22603,  fol.  59-61.  Kinge  Oberons  his  Pallace  (Hesperides,  p. 
165).    Signed :  Hericke, 

(i)  22603,  fol.  61-2.  Kinge  Oberone  his  feast  (Hesperides,  p.  119). 
Signed:  Herricke. 

U)  25303,  fol.  141-5.     Epithalamie  (Hesperides,  p.  II2). 

(k)  25303,  fol.  157-9.     Oberons  Pallace  (Hesperides,  p.  165). 

(/)  30982,  fol.  66.  On  a  Cherry  Stone  having  a  deaths  head  on 
one  side  &"  a  Gentlewoman  on  y"  other  side  (Additional  Poems, 

p.  4I7)- 
(m)  30982,   fol.    140-39.     The    Welcome   to   Sack  (Hesperides, 

p.  77)- 
Egerton  Manuscripts. 
(a)  2725,  fol.  72-4.    Af  Herrickes  old  age  to  Af  Weekes  (Hes- 
perides, p.  132). 


Introduction. 

Harleian  Manuscripts. 
(a)  6057,  fol.  42.    The  discription  of  A  Woman  (Additional  Poems, 

p.  404).    Signed :  R.  W. 
(h)  6917,  fol.  10-13.    An  Epithalamium   {Hesperides,  p.    112). 
Signed :  R.  Herrick. 

(c)  6917,  fol.  48-9.     A  Songe  (Hesperides,  p.  1 56).     Signed :  Rob. 

Herrick. 

(d)  6917,  fol.  82.     Vpon  parting  (Additional   Poems,   p.   414)- 
Signed :  R.  Herrick. 

(e)  6918,  fol.  23  ^.    His  Mistress  to  him,  etc.  (Additional  Poems, 

p.  414). 
(/)  6918,  fol.  47.    His  Age  dedicated,  etc.  {Hesperides,  p.  132). 
is)  6931,  fol.  61-2.    AT''  Herrick" s  Welcome  to  Sacke  {Hesperides, 

p.  n)- 

Sloane  Manuscripts. 
(3)  1446.  fol.  17-18.  Fare-Well  to  Sack  {Hesperides,  p.  45). 
{b)  1446,  fol.  19.  The  Welcome  to  Sack  {Hesperides,  p.  77). 
{c)  1446,  fol.  62.     On  a  cherry  stone  sent  to  weare  in  his  M"  eare, 

a  deaths  head  on  the  one  side  &*  her  face  on  the  other 

(Additional  Poems,  p.  417).    Signed :  Rog:  Hericke. 
{d)  1792,  fol.  20.  A  Cherry  stone  sent  to  weare  in  his  M"  eare  a 

deaths  head  on  one  side  her  own  face  on  y°  other  (Additional 

Poems,  p.  417). 
{e)  1792,  fol.  125  b.     The  Welcome  to  Sack  {Hesperides,  p.  77). 

C.    Other  Manuscripts. 

The  Kingsborough-Hazelwood  MS.  of  The  Parting  Verse  or  Charge 
to  his  supposed  wife  when  he  travelled,  referred  to  by  Grosart 
(Memorial-Introduction,  p.  cliv)  as  in  the  possession  of  W.  F. 
Cozens,  Esq. 

The  Worcester  College  MS.  Iviii,  which  contains  (p.  275) 
M^  Herickes  Age,  dedicated  to  his  peculiar  friend  M.  John  Wickes 
{Hesperides,  p.  132). 

A  commonplace-book  of  poems  compiled  for  Lady  Harflette,  in  the 
possession  of  Professor  C.  H.  Firth.     It  contains  : 
(a)  p.  7.  His  age, dedicated  to  his  peculiar  friend  Mr.  John  Wickes 

{Hesperides,  p.  132). 
{b)  p.  14.     The  Welcome  to  Sack  {Hesperides,  p.  77). 
{c)  p.  18.    Fare-Well  to  Sa^k  {Hesperides,  p.  45). 
{d)  p.  23.    King  Oberons  Feast  {Hesperides,  p.  119). 
{e)  p.  52.    King  Oberons  Pallace  {Hesperides,  p.  165). 
(/)  p.  75.    Epithalamie  {Hesperides,  ■p.  112). 
.  A  manuscript  copy  of  the  poem.  To  a  Gentlewoman  objecting  to 
him  his  gray  haires  {Hesperides,  p.  63),  quoted  by  Hazlitt  ('  Poetical 
works  of  Robert  Herrick ',  i.  65-6)  and  entitled  An  old  Man  to 
hisyounge  M"'-    The  text  of  this  manuscript  is  substantially  the 


Introduction.  xi 

same  as  that  of  the  version  of  the  poem  printed  in  Playford's  Ayres 
and  Dialogues  (1653),  under  the  title  To  his  Mistress,  objecting 
his  age.    See  p.  424 '. 

II.    Early  Printed  Versions  of  Herrick's  Poems. 

1.  A  Description  of  the  King  and  Queene  of  Fayries,  their  habit,  fare, 

their  abode,  pompe,  and  state.  Seeing  very  delightfuU  to  the  sense 
and  full  of  mirth.    London.    Printed  for  Richard  Harper,  and  are 
to  be  sold  at  his  shop,  at  the  Hospital!  gate.    1635.    This  volume 
contains : 
{a)  A  Description  of  his  Diet  (Hesperides,  p.  119),  pp.  4,  6. 

2.  Poems  by  Thomas  Carew,  Esquire.    One  of  the  Gentlemen  of  the 

Privie-Chamber,  and  Sewer  in  Ordinary  to  His  Majesty.    London, 
Printed  by  I.  D.  for  Thomas  Walkley,  and  are  to  be  Sold  at  the 
Signe  of  the  Flying  Horse,  between  Brittain's  Burse  and  York 
House.     1640.     This  volume  contains  : 
(a)  The  Enquiry  (Hesperides, '  Mrs.  Eliz.  Wheeler',  p.  io5). 
(d)  The  Primrose  (Hesperides,  p.  208). 

3.  Poems  :  written  by  Wil.  Shakespeare  Gent.    Printed  at  London  by 

Tho.  Cotes,  and  are  to  be  sold  by  lohn  Benson,  dwelling  in  S* 

Dunstans  Church-yard.     1640.    This  volume  contains : 

(a)  His  Mistris  Shade  (Hesperides,  p.  205). 

(b')  The  Primrose  (Hesperides,  p.  308). 

(c)  Am  1  dispis'd  because  you  say  (Hesperides,  p.  63). 

4.  Witts  Recreations  refined.    Augmented,  with  Ingenious  Conceites 

for  the  wittie,  and  Merrie  Medicines  for  the  melancholie.  Printed 
by  R.  Cotes  for  H.  B.  London,  1645.  This,  the  third  edition  of 
Witts  Recreations,  contains : 

(a)  A  Farewell  to  Sack  (Hesperides,  p.  45). 

(b)  The  Description  of  Women  (Additional  Poems,  p.  404). 

5.  Comedies  and  Tragedies  written  by  Francis  Beaumont  &   lohn 

Fletcher  gentlemen  never  printed  before.  And  now  published  by 
the  Authours  originall  copies.  London.  Printed  for  Humphrey 
Robinson,  and  for  Humphrey  Moseley,  at  the  Princes  Armes  in 
S'  Pauls  Church-yard.  1647.  This  volume  contains,  as  a  com- 
mendatory poem,  Herrick's  Upon  Master  Fletchers  incomparable 
Playes  (Additional  Poems,  p.  415). 

'  It  is  very  possible  that  there  are  other  MSS.  of  Herrick's  poems  in  public 
or  private  collectionsr  Several  of  Herrick's  editors  have  brought  to  light  new 
MSS.,  and  Dr.  Delattre,  by  his  discovery  of  the  various  MSS.  of  On  a  Cherry 
stone  (Additional  Poems,  p.  417),  has  added  a  new  poem.  In  the  present 
edition  attention  is  for  the  first  time  drawn  to  manuscript  copies  of  poems 
contained  in  Additional  MSS.  21433,  22 118,  22603,  309S2 ;  Harleian  MSS. 
6057,  ^piS  fol-  23)  ^91 S  f°l-  47  i  Sloane  MSS.  1446,  1792  ;  Malone  MS.  16  ; 
and  to  Professor  Firth's  MS.  and  the  Worcester  College,  Oxford,  MS.  Iviii, 
which  contains  a  copy  of  His  Age,  dedicated  to  M.  yohn  Wickes. 


xu 


Introduction. 


6.  Hesperides:  or,  The  Works  both   Humane  &  Divine  of  Robert 

Herrick  Esq.  London,  Printed  for  John  Williams  and  Francis 
Eglesfield,  and  are  to  be  sold  at  the  Crown  and  Marygold  in  Saint 
Pauls  Church-yard.  1648'.  This  is  the  S(iiA'(?/««f<^  of  Herrick's 
works. 
The  Noble  Numbers  bear  a  separate  title-page,  together  with  the  date, 
1647.  It  seems  as  though  it  were  Herrick's  original  intention  to 
publish  his  religious  verse  separately,  and  in  advance  of  the 
secular  Hesperides.  The  title-page  to  His  Noble  Numbers  is 
reproduced  on  p.  337  of  this  edition. 

7.  Lachrymae  Musarum.     The  Tears  of  the  Muses  :  exprest  in  Elegies 

written  by  divers  persons  of  Nobility  and  Worth,  upon  the  death 
of  the  most  hopefuU  Henry,  Lord  Hastings,  &c.     Collected  and 
set  forth  by  R.  B.     London,  1649.     This  volume  contains  : 
(a)  The  New  Charon  (Additional  Poems,  p.  416). 

8.  Witts  Recreations  refined.    Augmented,  with  Ingenious  Conceites 

for  the  wittie  and  Merrie  Medicines  for  the  melancholie.  Printed 
by  M.  S.  sould  by  I.  Hancock  in  Popes  head  Alley,  1650.  This 
volume  contains  the  following  poems  by  Herrick : 


2. 
3- 
4- 


8. 


A    Tear  sent  his  Mistresse 
{Hesfer.,  p.  43). 
The  Cruell  Maid  (H.,  p.  60). 
His  Misery  (H.,  p.  62). 
With  a  Ring  to  Julia  (H., 
p.  6S). 

5.  On  Gubbs  (H.,  p.  80). 

6.  On  Bunce  (H.,  p.  83). 

7.  On  Guesse  (H.,  p.  98). 
On  a  Painted  Madam   (H., 
p.  98). 

On  a  Child  (H.,  p.  123). 
On  Snea/ie  (H.,  p.  124). 
A  Foolish  Querie,  ('  How  rich," 
&c.',  H.,  p.  130). 

A  Check  to  her  Delay  (H., 

p-  m)- 

Nothing  New  (H.,  p.  139). 

14.  Long  and  Lazy  (H.,  p.  141). 

1 5.  To    a    Stale    Lady    ('  Upon 
wrinkles ',  H.,  p.  143). 

1-6.  Gain  and  Gettings    (H.,   p. 

144)- 
17.  On  Doll  (H.,  p.  149). 


9- 
10. 
II. 

12. 
13- 


18.  On  Skrew  (H.,  p.  149). 

19.  On  Linnit  (H.,  p.  149). 

20.  On  Raspe  (H.,  p.  154). 

21.  On  Himself  (H.,  p.  155). 

22.  Love  and  Liberty  ('Love  he 
that  will',  H.,  p.  15s). 

23.  On  Skinns  (H.,  p.  156). 

24.  On  Craw  (H.,  p.  162). 

2S-  On  Jack  and  Jill  (H.,  p.  163). 

26.  Change  (H.,  p.  191). 

27.  To  Julia  ('To  Electra',  H., 
P-  195)- 

28.  On  Umber  (H.,  p.  205). 

29.  Little  and  Loud  (H.,  p.  212). 

30.  Abroad  with  the  Maids  (H., 
p.  21s). 

31.  On  Lungs  (H.,  p.  223). 

32.  On  a  Child  (H.,  p.  224). 

33.  On  an  Old  Man,  a  Hesiden- 
ciary  (H.,  p.  226). 

34.  On  Cob  (H.,  p.  226). 
35-  On  Betty  (H.,  p.  226). 

36.  On  Skoles  (H.,  p.  226). 

37.  Ambition  (H.,  p.  229). 


>  Certain  copies  of  this  edition  contain  the  following  words  after  the  name 
Eglesfield :  •  and  are  to  be  sold  by  Tho.  Hunt,  Bookseller  in  Exon.  1648 '. 


Introduction. 


Xlll 


38.  On  Zelot  (H.,  p.  232). 

39.  On  Crab  (H.,  p.  232). 

40.  On  Womens  Denial  (H.,  p. 

235)- 

41.  Adversity  (H.,  235). 

42.  On  Tuck  (H.,  p.  238). 

43.  Adversity  (H.,  p.  239). 

44.  On  Trigg  (H.,  p.  240). 

45.  Possessions'i^i.,  p.  241). 

46.  Maids  Nay's  (H.,  p.  249). 

47.  On  Julias  Weeping  (H.,   p. 
251). 

48.  NoPainsnoGains(H. ,p.2S3). 

49.  Alvar   and    Anthea    ('The 

Wake ',  H.,  p.  255). 

50.  A  Hymn  to  Bacchus  (H.,  p. 

259). 

51.  Anger,  (H.,  p.  260). 

52.  Verses  (H.,  p.  264). 

53.  On  Bice  (H.,  p.  265). 

54.  On  Trencherman  (H.,  p.  265). 

55.  Kisses  (H.,  p.  265). 

56.  On  Punchin  (H.,  p.  273). 


57.  On  a  Maid  (H.,  p.  274). 

58.  Beauty  (H.,  p.  274). 

59.  Writing  {H.,  p.  275). 

60.  Satisfaction  (H.,  p.  276). 

61.  On  Love  (H.,  p.  280). 
Sharp  Sauce  ('  The  Shoure  of 

Blossomes',  H.,  p.  283,  IL  13- 

14). 

On  Lulls  (H.,  p.  284). 
Truth  (H.,  p.  287). 
On  Benjonson  (H.,  p.  289). 
An  Hymn  to  Love   (H.,  p. 
296). 

Leven  (H.,  p.  298). 
On  Boreman  (H.,  p.3i5)v 

69.  On  Love  ('  Love's  of  itself,'  H., 

p.  327)- 

70.  On  Gut  (H.,  p.  327). 

71.  On  Rumpe  (H.,  p.  331). 

72.  Sauce  for  Sorroives  ( H.,  p. 

333)- 

73.  Of  this  Booke  ('  The  end  of  his 
worke',  H.,  p.  334). 


62 


63- 
64. 
65. 
66. 

67. 
68. 


9.  Select  Musicall  Ayres  and  Dialogues  For  one  and  two  Voyces,  to 

sing  to  the  Theorbo,  Lute,  or  Basse  VioU,  Composed  by 
John  Wilson,  Charles  Colman,  Doctours  of  Musick,  Henry  Lawes, 
William  Webb,  gentlemen.  To  which  is  added  some  few  Short 
Ayres  or  Songs  for  three  Voyces,  to  an  Instrument.  London, 
Printed  for  John  Playford  and  to  be  sold  at  his  shop  in  the  Inner 
Temple,  near  the  Church  Doore,  Anno  Domini,  1652.  This 
music  book  contains  : 

(a)  Amidst  the  mirtles  as  I  walk  (Hesper.,  p.  106).  Music  by 
Henry  Lawes. 

{b)  Bid  me  to  live  and  I  will  live  {Hesper.,  p.  io8)i  Music  by 
Henry  Lawes. 

(f)  About  the  sweet  bag  of  a  bee  {Hesper.,  p.  31).  Music  by  Henry 
Lawes. 

{d)  A  willow  garland  (Hesper.,  p.  161).      Music  by  Henry  Lawes. 
{e)  A  Dialogue:  Charon  and  Eucosmia  (Addit.  Poems,  p.  416). 

Music  by  Henry  Lawes. 
(/)  Charon  and  Philomel  {Hesper.,  p.  248).    Music  by  William 

Lawes. 

(g)  Gather  your  rosebuds  {Hesper.,  p.  84).  Music  by  William 
Lawes. 

10.  Select  Musicall  Ayres  and  Dialogues  In  three  bookes  .  .  .  Com- 
posed   by    these    severall    excellent    Masters    in    Musick,    viz. 


xiv  Introduction. 

D'  John  Wilson,  T)^  Charles  Colman,  M'  Henry  Lawes, 
M'  William  Lawes,  M^  William  Webb,  IW  Nicholas  Lan- 
neare  .  . .  London.  Printed  for  John  Playford  .  ,  ,  1653.  This 
music-book  contains : 

(a)  Abota  the  sweet  bag  of  a  bee  (Hesper.,  p.  31).     Music  by 
Henry  Lawes. 

(b)  Bid  me  to  live  {Hester.,  p.  108).     Music  by  Henry  Lawes. 
{c)  Thewillow-garland{Hesper.,Tp.i6i).  Music  by  Henry  Lawes. 
(d)  Amidst  the  mirtles  as  1  walk  {Hesper.,  p.  106).     Music  by 

Henry  Lawes. 
(«)  Charon  and  Philomel,  a  dialogue  {Hesper.,  p.  248).     Music  by 

William  Lawes. 
(/)  Gather  your  rosebuds  {Hesper.,  p.  84).     Music  by   William 

Lawes. 

11.  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  for  one,  two,  and  three  Voices  by  Henry 
Lawes,  Servant  to  his  late  Ma**°  in  his  Publick  and  Private 
Musick.  The  first  Book.  London.  Printed  for  John  Playford 
.  . .  1653.    This  contains : 

{a)  To  his  Mistress,  objecting  his  age  {Hesper.,  p.  63). 
(i)  The  Primrose  {Hesper.,  p.  208). 

12.  Poems  :  by  Francis  Beaumont,  Gent.  1653.  This  volume  con- 
tains Herrick's  Commendatory  Poem,  Vpon  M''  Fletchers  In- 
comparable Plaies  (Addit.  Poems,  p.  415). 

13.  The  second  Book  of  Ayres  and  Dialogues  ...  by  Henry  Lawes  .  .  . 
London.  Printed  by  John  Playford  .  .  .  1655.  This  music-book 
contains : 

(«)  Leander  drownd  {Hesper.,  p.  42). 

{b)  About  the  sweet  bag  of  a  bee  {Hesper.,  p.  31). 

14.  The  third  Book  of  Ayres  and  Dialogues  ...  by  Henry  Lawes  .  .  . 
London.     Printed  by  John  Playford  .  .  .  1658.     This  contains  : 
(a)  A  Dialogue  on  a  Kiss  {Hesper.,  p.  130). 

15.  Select  Ayres  and  Dialogues  for  one,  two,  and  three  Voices  to  the 

Theorbo-lute  orbasse-viol First  Book,  1659.  Second  Book, 

1669.     This  contains : 

{a)  About  the  sweet  bag  of  a  bee  {Hesper.,  p.  31).     Music  by 

Henry  Lawes. 
(i)  The  Vicissitudes  of  Love  {Hesper.,  p.  102).     Music  by  William 

Lawes. 

(f)  Amidst  the  mirtles  as  I  walk  {Hesper.,  p.  106).    Music  by 
Henry  Lawes. 

{d)  The  willow-garland  {Hesper.,  p.   161).     Music   by   Henry 

Lawes. 
{e)  Bid  me  to  live  {Hesper.,  p.  108).    Music  by  William  Lawes. 
(/)  The  primrose  {Hesper.,  p.  208).    Music  by  Henry  Lawes. 

(g)  A  Dialogue  between  Charon  and  Philomel  {Hesper.,  p.  248). 
Music  by  William  Lawes. 


Introduction,  xv 

(A)  Gather  your  rosebuds  (Hesper.,  p.  84).     Music  by  William 

Lawes. 
(/)  To  his  Mistress,  objecting  his  age  (Hesper.,  p.  63).    Music  by 

Henry  Lawes. 
(/)  The  Lilly  (Hesper.,  p.  74).     Music  by  Nicholas  Lanneare. 

16.  A  brief  Introduction  to  the  skill  of  Musick  In  two  Books  . . ,  The 
third  edition  enlarged  . .  .  London.  Printed  by  John  Playford  . .  . 
1660.     This  contains : 

(a)  Gather  your  rosebuds  (Hesper.,  p.  84). 

17.  Witts  Recreations  refined,  etc.  . .  .  1663.    This  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations  contains  the  following  poems  from  the  Hesperides : 
(a)  Cherry  Pit  (H.,  p.  19). 

\b)  On  Love  (H.,  p.  28). 
\c)   The  Bag  of  a  Bee  (H.,  p.  31). 
{d)  To  make  much  of  Time  (H.,  p.  84). 
(e)  On  an  Old  Bachelor  (H.,  p.  97). 
(/)  Another  {On  the  Rose),  (H.,  p.  98). 
(g)  Counsel  not  to  Love,  (H.,  p.  102). 
iji)  How  the  Violets  came  blew  (H.,  p.  105). 
(»■)  A  Vow  to  Cupid  (H.,  p.  136). 

(/)  The  Farewell  to  Love  and  to  his  Mistresse  ('To  Oenone',  H., 
p.  168). 

18.  The  Musical  Companion  containing  catches  and  rounds  for  three 
and  four  voices  .  .  .  London.  Printed  by  John  Playford  . .  .  1667. 
This  contains : 

(a)  A  dialogue.     Charon  and  Philomel  (Hesper.,  p,  248).     Music 
by  William  Lawes. 

(b)  Gather  your  rosebuds  (Hesper.,  p.  84).     Music  by  William 
Lawes. 

(c)  Amidst  the  mirths  as  1  walk  (Hesper.,  p.  106),     Music  by 
Henry  Lawes. 

19.  The  Treasury  of  Musick  :  containing  Ayres  and  Dialogues  to  sing 
to  the  Theorbo-Lute  or  Basse-Viol.  Composed  by  M"^  Henry 
Lawes  .  . .  and  other  excellent  masters.  London.  Printed  by 
John  Playford  .  .  .  1669.    This  contains : 

(a)  A  strife  between  two  Cupids  reconciled  (Hesper.,  p.  31). 

(b)  On  the  Vicissitudes  of  Love  (Hesper.,  p.  102). 

(c)  Amidst  the  miriles  as  I  walk  (Hesper.,  p.  106}. 

(d)  The  willow-garland  (Hesper.,'^.  161). 

(e)  Loves  Votary  ('  To  Anthea',  Hesper.,  p.  108). 
(/)  The  primrose  (Hesper., '^.  2,0%). 

(g)  Charon  and  Philomel  (Hesper.,  p.  248). 
(K)  Gather  your  rosebuds  (Hesper.,  p.  84). 

In  addition  to  these  versions  of  Herrick's  poems  in  manuscripts  and 
printed  anthologies,  reference  must  be  made  to  his  Epitaph  on 


xvi  Introduction. 

Sir  Edward  and  Lady  Giles  (Addit.  Poems,  p.  419)  in  the  south 

aisle  of  Dean  Prior  Church.^ 
An  examination  of  the  poems  in  the  above  list  brings  to  light 
a  remarkable  number  of  deviations  from  the  Hesperides  text. 
Except  in  the  case  of  the  poems  found  in  the  1650  and  1654 
editions  of  Witts  Recreations,  these  deviations  are  often  very  con- 
siderable. Some  are  to  be  explained  as  errors  of  the  copyist  or 
printer ;  but  the  great  majority  of  them  point  clearly  to  a  thorough, 
and  at  times  relentless,  revision  of  his  verses  by  Herrick  before  he 
gave  them  to  the  world  in  the  form  in  which  they  have  come 
down  to  us  in  the  edition  of  1648.  The  manuscript  versions  of 
poems  which  find  a  place  in  the  Hesperides  may  without  hesitation 
be  looked  upon  as  early  drafts,  and  the  same  is  true,  not  only  of 
the  printed  versions  which  were  published  before  1648,  but  also  of 
many  of  those  which  find  a  place  in  Playford's  music-books  from 
1652  onwards.  Even  in  the  case  of  some  of  the  poems  in  the 
1650  and  1654  editions  of  Witts  Recreations,  text-collation  indicates 
that  they  are  based  upon  some  MS.,  or  upon  some  printed  source, 
other  than  that  of  the  text  of  the  Hesperides. 

It  will  be  serviceable,  in  the  attempt  to  establish  the  points  just 
laid  down,  to  examine  these  variations  of  text  a  little  closely.  In 
the  first  place,  let  us  compare  the  Hesperides  text  of  the  poem 
To  a  Gentlewoman  objecting  to  him  his  gray  haires  (p.  63)  with  that 
of  the  version  in  Playford's  Ayres  and  Dialogues  (1653),  where  the 
title  is.  To  his  Mistress,  objecting  his  age.  For  the  sake  of  con- 
venience, I  place  the  two  versions  in  parallel  columns  : 

Hesperides  (p.  63).  Ayres  and  Dialogues. 

Am  I  despis'd,  because  you  say,  Am  I  despis'd  because  you  say. 

And  I  dare  sweare,  that  I  am  gray?  And  I  believe,  that  I  am  gray  ? 

Know,  Lady,  you  have  but  your  Know,  Lady,  you  have  but  your 

day :  day : 

And  time  will  come  when  you  And  night  will  come  when  men 

shall  weare  will  swear 

Such  frost  and  snow  upon  your  Time  has  spilt   snow  upon   your 

haire :  hair. 

And  when  (though  long  it  comes  Then   when   in  your   Glass   you 

to  passe)  seek, 

You  question  with  your  Looking-  But  find  no   Rose-bud   in  your 

glasse ;  cheek ; 

»  In  addition  to  the  above  list,  about  forty  of  Herrick's  poems  are  found  in 
Henry  Bold's  Wit-a-Sporting  In  a  pleasant  Grove  of  New  Fancies,  1657,  But 
the  text  of  most  of  these  is  so  corrupt  as  to  be  useless  for  purposes  of  collation. 


Introduction.  xvii 

And    in    that    sincere    Christall  No,  nor  the  bed  to  give  the  shew, 

seek,  Where  such  a  rare  Carnation  grew, 

But  find  no  Rose-bud   in  your  And  such  a  smiling  Tulip  too. 

cheek :  Ah  !  then  too  late,  close  in  your 

Nor  any  bed  to  give  the  shew  chamber  keeping, 

Where  such  arare  Carnation  grew.  It  will  be  told 

Ah !  then  too  late,  close  in  your  That  you  are  old 

chamber  keeping.  By  those  true  tears  y'  are  weeping. 
It  will  be  told 
That  you  are  old  ; 
By  those  true  teares  y'  are  weep- 
ing. 

Here  the  changes  are  far-reaching,  and  to  some,  perhaps, 
it  may  be  a  matter  of  regret  that  Herrick  saw  fit  to  alter  such 
a  couplet  as — 

And  night  will  come  when  men  will  swear 
Time  has  spilt  snow  upon  your  hair. 

Other  songs  which  appear  in  a  more  or  less  altered  form  in  Play- 
ford's  music-books  are  The  Primrose  (p.  208)  and  the  famous  To 
Anikea,  who  may  command  him  anything  (p.  ro8).  In  the  former 
the  opening  verses — 

Aske  me  why  I  send  you  here 
This  sweet  Infanta  of  the  yeere — 

appear  in  Playford's  Ayres  and  Dialogues  (1653)  thus  : 

Ask  me  why  I  send  you  here 

This  firstling  of  the  Infant  year  ;  ^ 
and  other  less  marked  changes  occur  in  the  lines  which  follow. 
In  the  song  To  Anthea,  instead  of  the  familiar 

Bid  me  to  live,  and  I  will  live 
Thy  Protestant  to  be 

the  reading  of  the  song-books  is : 

Bid  me  to  live,  and  I  will  live 
Thy  Votary  to  be  ; 

while  the  whole  of  the  fifth  stanza  is  omitted. 

The  poem,  A  Country  Life :  To  his  Brother,  M.  Tho :  Herrick 
(p.  34),  is  one  of  the  earliest  of  Herrick's  essays  in  verse.  As 
I  have  shown  elsewhere,'  it  was  almost  certainly  written  before  the 

'  In  the  volume.  Poems :  written  by  Wil.  Shakespeare  Gent.  (1640),  the  word 
Winter  is  substituted  for  Infant. 
'  Robert  Herrick :  A  biographical  and  critical  Study,  ^■^.  29-30. 

•17.2  b 


xviii  Introduction. 

poet  went  up  to  Cambridge  as  a  fellow-commoner  in  1613.  There 
is  a  manuscript  version  of  this  poem  in  Ashmole  MS.  38,  which 
differs  widely  from  Ha&Hesperides  text  and  may  represent  the  original 
draft  of  the  goldsmith's  apprentice.  For  an  exact  study  of  the 
relation  of  the  manuscript  version  to  the  Hesperides  text  the  reader 
must  be  referred  to  page  421,  but  a  few  of  the  changes  which 
Herrick  introduced  during  the  process  of  revision  may  be  indicated 
here.     In  line  90,  instead  of  the  reading 

Vice  rules  the  Most,  or  All  at  Court, 

The  Ashmole  MS.  has 

Vice  is  Vicegerent  att  the  Courte, 

and  thus  introduces  a  jingle  of  sounds  of  which  the  poet's  maturer 
judgement  disapproved.  After  line  92  six  verses,  found  in  the 
Ashmole  MS.,  have  been  excised  from  the  revised  draft,  and^ 
a  couplet  has  gone  after  line  1 16  j  other  excisions  may  be  observed 
earlier  in  the  same  poem. 

"^No  poet  has  carried  out  the  advice  which  Horace  tenders  to 
"^e  Pisones  in  his  Ars  Poetica  more  faithfully  than  Herrick.  Not 
only  did  he  put  his  parchments  back  into  the  cupboard  and  keep 
them  quiet  there  until  the  ninth  year,  but  he  also  practised  the 
labour  of  the  smoothing  file  so  assiduously  that  in  poem  after  poem 
we  discover  that  the  final  draft  is  briefer  and  more  succinct  than 
the  manuscript  version  which  preceded  it.  Thus  in  the  Egerton 
MS.  of  His  age,  dedicated. to  Ms  peculiar  friend,  M.  John  Wickes, 
under  the  name  of  Posthumus  (p.  132),  two  whole  stanzas — sixteen 
verses  in  all — have  disappeared  after  stanza  vi,  while  the  seven- 
teenth stanza  has  been  entirely  recast.  Similarly  in  his  A  Nuptiall 
Song,  or  Epithalamie,  on  Sir  Clipseby  Crew  and  his  Lady  (p.  1 1 2), 
of  which  there  are  manuscript  versions  in  Harleian  MS.  6917  and 
Additional  MSS.  21433,  25303,  one  stanza  has  disappeared  after 
stanza  iii,  another  after  stanza  iv,  another  after  stanza  v,  two  more 
after  stanza  vi,  one  more  after  stanza  vii,  and  yet  another  after  stanza 
xiii.  Thus  a  poem  which  at  one  time  had  two  hundred  and  thirty 
verses  is,  in  the  final  draft,  reduced  to  one  hundred  and  sixty.  Nor 
must  it  be  supposed  that  the  excised  stanzas  are  greatly  inferior  to 
those  which  remain :  excision  seems  to  have  been  practised 
because  the  author  felt  the  poem  to  be  too  long,  but  we  are 
tempted  to  regret  the  loss  of  such  a  stanza  as  the  following  : 

Welcome  at  last  unto  the  Threshold,  Time 
Throaned  in  a  saffron  Evening,  seemes  to  Chyme 


Introduction.  xix 

All  in  ;  kisse  and  so  enter.    If 
A  prayer  must  be  said,  be  briefe ; 
The  easy  Gods 
For  such  neglect  have  only  myrtle  rodds 

To  stroake,  not  strike  ;  feare  you 
Not  more,  milde  nymph,  then  they  would  have  you  doe  ; 
But  dread  that  you  doe  more  offend 
In  that  you  doe  beginne,  then  end. 

Among  the  poems  of  Herrick  which  circulated  most  widely  in 
manuscript  are  the  two  fairy-poems,  Oberons  Feast  (p.  119),  and 
Oberons  Palace  (p.  165),  and  the  convivial  Farewell  to  Sack  (p.  45), 
and  Welcome  to  Sack  (p.  77).  Here  again  the  labour  of  revision 
and  excision  has  been  unsparing.  Thus  in  Oberons  Palace  verses 
46-53  find  no  place  in  the  four  manuscript  versions,  and  their 
place  is  taken  by  twenty-eight  lines  which  are  common  to  all  four 
manuscripts  and  disappear  from  the  printed  text.     Verse  107, — 

Broke  at  the  Losse  of  Maiden-heads 
appears  as : 

We  call  the  Files  of  Maidenheads 
in  all  four  manuscripts,  while  the  neatly  hung  of  line  7  r  appears  as 
richlye  hung  in  the  Ashmole  MS.  and  as  choycely  hung  in  the  other 
three. 

His  farewell  to  Sack  (p.  45)  is  preserved  in  two  manuscript 
versions  and  also  in  the  1645  edition  of  Witts  Recreations. 
Variants  abound,  and  attention  may  be  directed  to  one  or  two  of 
them.     The  reading  of  1.  6  in  Witts  Recreations  is  as  follows : 

Of  the  yet  chast,  and  undefiled  bride. 
In  the  Sloane  MS.  this  is  changed  to — 

Of  the  resistinge  yet  resigneinge  bride — 
and  the  final  form  reads — 

Of  the  resigning,  yet  resisting  Bride. 
Again,  1.  46  of  the  Hesperides  text — 

Or  smile  more  inly  ;  lest  thy  looks  beguile — 
is  absent  from  all  the  earlier  versions,  and  in  its  place  the  following 
passage  occurs : 

Thy  glaring  fires,  least  in  thine  sight  the  sinne 

Of  fierce  Idolatrie  shute  into  mee,  and 

I  tume  Apostate  to  the  strict  Comande 

Of  nature :  bidd  mee  nowe  fare  well,  or  smile 

More  mildlie  least  thy  tempting  lookes  beguile.  .  . . 


XX  Introduction. 

A  change  of  reading  to  which  a  peculiar  interest  is  attached 
occurs  in  the  poem  entitled  The  Apparition  of  his  Mistresse  calling 
him  to  Elizium  (p.  205).  This  is  one  of  three  poems  by  Herrick 
which  find  a  place  in  that  little  anthology  of  verse  which  was 
published  in  1640  under  the  title  Foems:  written  by  Wil  Shake- 
speare Gent.  The  poem  is  here  called  His  Mistris  Shade  and  the 
variants  are  numerous  (see  p.  440).  After  mentioning  the  great 
Greek  and  Roman  poets  who  sit  and  sing  their  poems  m  the 
Elysian  fields,  Herrick  proceeds  to  declare  which  of  the 
Elizabethan  and  Jacobean  dramatists  are  found  worthy  to  take 
a  place  with  Homer,  'stately  Virgil',  'witty  Ovid',  and  the  rest 
in  the  company  of  immortal  poets  : 

Amongst  which  Synod  crown'd  with  sacred  bayes, 
And  flattering  joy*  weele  have  to  recite  their  playes, 
Shakespeare  and  Beamond,  Swannes  to  whom  the  Spheares 
Listen,  while  they  call  backe  the  former  yeare<s>, 
To  teach  the  truth  of  Scenes  . .  . 

and  then  the  poet  proceeds  to  sing  the  praise  of  Ben  Jonson. 
When  Herrick  came  to  revise  his  poems  for  the  Hesperides  volume, 
he  had  apparently  come  round  to  the  opinion  of  the  age  that 
Fletcher  was  a  greater  dramatist  than  Shakespeare,  and  he  ac- 
cordingly makes  the  following  changes  in  these  lines  : 

Among  which  glories,  (crown'd  with  sacred  Bayes, 
And  flatt'ring  Ivie)  Two  recite  their  Plaies, 
Beaumont  and  Fletcher,  Swans,  to  whom  all  eares 
Listen,  while  they  (like  Syrens  in  their  Spheres) 
Sing  their  Evadne. 

Of  all  the  variant  readings  which  the  manuscript  or  early  printed 
versions  of  Herrick's  poems  have  to  show  none  are  so  interesting 
as  those  found  in  the  nine  manuscript  copies  of  The  Welcome  to 
Sack  (p.  77).  Not  only  are  the  variants  more  numerous  than  else- 
where, but,  if  textual  criticism  means  anything  at  all,  they  indicate 
the  successive  stages  by  which  the  poem  attained  its  final  form, 
and  thereby  give  us  a  clear  insight  into  the  working  of  the  poet's 
artistic  consciousness.  Of  the  nine  manuscripts,  one  is  frag- 
mentary and  corrupt,  while  three  more  have  few  distinguish- 
ing features  ;  but  the  remaining  five — Harleian  6931  (H),  Addi- 
tional 19268  (^),  Sloane  1446  (5),  Rawlinson  F.  26  (iJ),  and 
Rawlinson  F.  160  (^') — are  all  of  great  interest.  The  full  comple- 
ment of  the  variant  readings  will  be  found  on  pages  425-7,  but 

'  A  misprint  for  ivy. 


Introduction,  xxi 

it  will  be  worth  while  to  examine  some  of  the  more  important 
ones  here,  with  the  object  of  determining,  as  far  as  possible, 
the  various  stages  of  revision  through  which  the  poem  passed. 
It  is,  I  think,  highly  probable  that  the  earliest  drafts  are  ^  and  ^. 
These  agree  fairly  closely  with  one  another,  and  contain  certain 
verses  which  are  absent  from  S,  R,  and  R^,  and  also  from  the 
Hesperides  version ;  while,  conversely,  certain  verses  found  in 
S,  R,  R',  and  the  Hesperides  version  are  absent  from  them. 
Moreover,  of  the  two  manuscripts,  ^  seems  to  represent  a  slightly 
earlier  draft  than  ^.  The  other  three  manuscripts  agree  fairly  closely 
with  each  other,  but  seem  to  me  to  represent  three  successive 
stages  of  revision,  of  which  the  order  is  S,  R,  R^.  Let  us  examine 
these  five  manuscripts,  in  order  to  see  what  evidence  there  is  in 
favour  of  the  view  here  set  forth.  The  opening  couplet  in  .ffreads 
as  follows : 

So  swift  streames  meete,  so  meete  with  gladder  smiles 
Springs  after  long  divorcement  made  by  iles. 

This  is  changed  in  ^  to  : 

Soe  soft  streames  meete,  so  springs  with  gladder  smiles 
Meete  after  long  divorcement  made  by  iles ; 

and  the  new  reading  is  maintained  in  all  successive  versions  of  the 
poem.^ 

In  1.  II  the  first  word  inland  A  is  Out-daris;  this  is  changed 
in  5  and  R  to  Out-starrs,  Outstares;  in  R?'  there  is  a  further 
change  to  Out-glares,  and  this  is  kept  in  the  Hesperides  text. 
Similarly  in  1.  1 3,  Z^  and  A  read  Darken,  which  is  changed  to 
Dash  forth  in  S,  R,  and  R^,  while  the  final  reading — 

Out-shine  the  splendour  of  the  mid-day  beams — 
is  only  reached  in  the  final  draft. 

There  has  been  important  revision  in  11.  25-6.  In  ^and  A 
these  lines  read  thus : 

Oh  then  no  longer  let  my  sweete  deferre 

Her  buxom  smiles  from  me  her  worshipper. 
In  S,  R,  and  R^  this  is  changed  to — 

Why  frowns  my  Sweete  ?  Why  does  my  Saint  deferre 

Her  buxome  smiles  from  mee,  her  worshipper  ? 
and  this  may  be  looked  upon  as  an  intermediate  version  between 
H  and  A  and  the  final  Hesperides  text,  which  reads  : 

'  I  ignore  here  and  elsewhere  such  slight  variations  as  prove  nothing,  and  are 
probably  due  to  errors  of  transcription. 


xxii  Introduction. 

Why  frowns  my  Sweet  ?  Why  won't  my  Saint  confer 

Favours  on  me,  her  fierce  Idolater ! 
Another  interesting  illustration  of  the  way  in  which  the  Hes- 
perides  text  was  arrived  at  only  after  mature  reflection  and  much 
labour  of  the  file  is  furnished  by  lines  thirty-nine  and  forty  of  the 
Hesperides  text.     These  read  thus : 

Have  I  divorc't  thee  onely  to  combine 

In  hot  Adult'ry  with  another  Wine  ? 
In  H  and  A  these  two  lines  are  missing  altogether :    they  first 
appear  in  S,  but  in  the  following  form : 

Have  I  devour'd  thee  onely  to  combine, 

Or  quench  my  last  thirst,  with  another  Wine  ? 

In  R,  which  I  take  to  be  the  next  stage  in  the  process  of  revision, 
they  read  thus : 

Have  I  devour'd  thee  onely  to  combine 

Or  quench  my  lust-sopp,  in  an  other  wine  ? 

In  R^  the  metaphorical  divorc't  is  introduced  in   the  place  of 
devour'd,  and  the  couplet  reads, — 

Have  I  divorc't  thee  onely  to  combine, 

Or  quench  my  lust  upon  some  other  wine  ? 
Then  in  the  final  draft,  given  above,  the  metaphor  suggested  by 
the  divorc't  of  R^  is  further  elaborated,  the  word  combine,  which  in 
the  preceding  drafts  has  little  meaning,  is  closely  connected  with 
what  follows,  and  the  couplet  gains  immeasurably  in  force  and 
suggestiveness. 

Again,  in  H  and   A  there  appear  the   following  four   lines 
after  1.  48 : 

Sacke  is  my  life,  my  leaven,  salt  to  all 
My  dearest  daynties,  nay,  'tis  the  principall 
Fire  unto  all  my  Functions,  gives  me  blood, 
An  active  spiritt,  full  marrow,  and  what's  good. 

This  undergoes  considerable  change  in  S,  with  which  R  and  ^ 
are  in  substantial  agreement : 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  leven,  salt  to  all 
My  deerest  dainties,  Nauell  principall, 
Fire  to  all  my  functions,  giv'st  mee  blood. 

Chine,  spiritt,  marrowe,  and  what  else  is  good. 
« 
In  the  final  draft,  Herrick,  unsatisfied  with  the  reading  of  both 

the  original  and  the  amended  draft,  deleted  the  whole  passage. 

It  is  unnecessary  to  pursue  throughout  the  whole  poem  this  exact 

study  of  the  various  changes  which  were  introduced  into  the  text  ■ 


Introduction,  xxiii 

but  we  may  glance  at  two  more  variations  in  the  second  half  in 
support  of  the  view  that  the  five  manuscript  copies  and  the 
Hesperides  text  represent  successive  stages  in  the  work  of  com- 
position and  revision,  and  that  the  order  in  which  the  various 
versions  stand  to  each  other  is  that  already  set  forth.  Lines 
69-72  are  wanting  in  ^and  A  ;  they  first  appear  in  S,  but  with 
the  reading  Heat  of  love  for  Love  and  lust:  R  agrees  with  S, 
but  ]^  substitutes  heat  of  lust,  and  then  follows  the  final  version 
of  the  Hesperides  text.     Finally,  1.  85  reads  as  follows  in  ^and  A  : 

When  these  Circumstants  have  the  fate  to  see — 
In  S  and  R  this  is  changed  to  : 

When  these  Circumstants  shall  haue  fate  to  see — 
In  R^  the  reading  is  : 

When  these  circumstances-^  shall  haue  power  to  see — 
which  gives  way  to  the  final  reading : 

When  these  Circumstants  shall  but  live  to  see.  " 

It  is  unnecessary  to  carry  these  investigations  any  further.  ^% 
must  be  obvious  to^gveoMreader  that  Herrick  spared  no  pains  in 
the  revision  of  his^&MBf  '  His  fine_§£n°''  "'^  f''"""ij  which  stands 
out  in  marked  contrast  with  the  careless  raptures  of  the  other 
cavalier  poets,  finds  sincere  expression  in  His  request  to  Julia 
(p.  21): 

Julia,  if  I  chance  to  die 

Ere  I  print  my  poetry  ; 

I  most  humbly  thee  desire 

To  commit  it  to  the  fire  : 

Better  'twere  my  Book  were  dead, 

Then  to  live  not  perfected. 

Fortunately  for  us,  the  Hjsperides,  like  the  Aeneid,  escaped  the 
flames,  and  in  the  ample  leisure  which  the  long  sojourn  at  Dean 
Prior  afforded,  Herrick  was  able  to  revise  his  verses  very  thoroughly. 
■^  is  evident  that  his  fastidious  taste  made  exacting  demands 
upon  him,  but  this  work  of  revision  and  excision  was  doubtless 
a  labour  of  love,  and  an  examination  of  the  earlier  drafts  of  certain 
of  the  Hesperides  poems  proves  clearly  that  his  verses  gained  con- 
siderably in  the  process.  In  the  removal  of  stanzas  and  verses 
which  did  not  attain  to  his  standard  of  perfect  workmanship,  or 
which  were  looked  upon  as  overweighting  a  poem,  Herrick  was 
as  unsparing  as  Gray ;  while,  in  the  careful  revision  of  what  was 
permitted  to  remain,  he  compares  well  with  such  deliberate  artists 
as  Heine  or  TennysoSs 

^  Probably  a  copyist's  error  for  circumstants. 


HESTE  T^I DES: 

THE  WORKS 

BOTH 

HUMANE  &  DIVINE 

O  F 

Robert  Herrick  Efq. 

Ovid. 
Effugient  avidos  Carmina  nojira  Sogps. 


L    O    N    -D     O    3i, 

Printed  for  John  Williams,  and  Francis  Eglesfield, 

and  are  to  be  fold  at  the  Crown  and  Marygold 

in  Saint  Tauls  Church-yard.     1^48. 


TO  THE   MOST 

ILLVSTRIOVS, 

AND 

Most  Hopefiill  Prince, 
CHARLES, 

Prince  of  Wales. 

Well  may  my  Book  come  forth  like  Publique  Day 
When  such  a  Light  as  You  are  leads  the  way : 
Who  are  my  Works  Creator,  and  alone 
The  Flame  of  it,  and  the  Expansion. 
And  look  how  all  those  heavenly  Lamps  acquire 
Light  from  the  Sun,  that  inexhausted  Fire  : 
So  all  my  Morne,  and  Evening  Stars  from  You 
Have  their  Existence,  and  their  Influence  too. 
Full  is  my  Book  of  Glories ;  but  all  These 
By  You  become  Immortall  Substances. 


B  3 


For  these  Transgressions  which  thou  here  dost  see, 
Condemne  the  Printer,  Reader,  and  not  me  ; 
Who  gave  him  forth  good  Grain,  though  he  mistook 
The  Seed;  so  sovfd  these  Tares  throughout  my  Book. 


Errata. 

Page  33.  line  10.  read  Rods.  p.  41.  1.  19.  r.  Gotiere.  p.  65. 
1.  12.  r.  only  one.  p.  83.  1.  28.  r.  soft.  p.  88.  1.  26.  r.  the  flowrie. 
p.  91.  1.  29.  r.  such  fears,  p.  136.  1.  9.  r.  to  thee  the.  p.  155. 1.  10. 
r.  washtor's  to  tell.  p.  166. 1.  10.  r.  his  Lachrimee.  p.  181.  1.  10 
r.  Ah  woe  is  me,  woe,  woe  is  me.  p.  183.  1.  9.  r.  and  thy  brest. 
p.  201.  1.  22.  r.  let  chast.  p.  230.  1,  21.  r.  and  having  drunk 
p.  260.  1.  26.  r.  to  rise.     p.  335.  1.  17.  r.  a  wife  as. 

In  the  Divine. 
Pag.  22.  line  14.  read  where  so  ere  he  sees. 


The  Errata  have  been  corrected  in  the  reprint.     The  page-numbers  and  line- 
numbers  quoted  above  are  those  of  the  original  text. 


HESPERIDES. 


'The  Argument  of  his  Book. 

'l  sing  of  Brooks,  of  Blossomes,  Birds,  and  Bowers  : 
Oi  April,  May,  o'ijune,  and  _/«^-Flowers. 
I  sing  of  May-poles,  Hock-carts,  Wassails,  Wakes, 
Of  Bride-grooms,  Brides,  and  of  their  Bridall-cakes. 
I  write  of  Youth,  of  Love,  and  have  Accesse 
f    By  these,  to  sing  of  cleanly-  Wantonnesse. 
I  sing  of  Dewes,  of  Raines,  and  piece  by  piece 
Of  Balme,  of  Oyle,  of  Spice,  and  Amber- Greece. 
I  sing  of  Times  trans-shifting ;  and  I  write 
How  Roses  first  came  Red,  and  Lillies  White. 
I  write  of  Groves,  of  Twilights,  and  I  sing 
The  Court  of  Mab,  and  of  the  Fairie-King. 
I  write  of  Hell;  I  sing  (and  ever  shall) 
Of  Heaven,  and  hope  to  have  it  after  all.^ 


To  his  Muse. 

Whither,  Mad  maiden  wilt  thou  roame  ? 
Farre  safer  'twere  to  stay  at  home  : 
Where  thou  mayst  sit,  and  piping  please 
The  poore  and  private  Cottages. 
Since  Coats,  and  Hamlets,  best  agree 
With  this  thy  meaner  Minstralsie. 
There  with  the  Reed,  thou  mayst  expresse 
The  Shepherds  Fleecie  happinesse : 
And  with  thy  Eclogues  intermixe 
Some  smooth,  and  harmlesse  Beucolicks. 
There  on  a  Hillock  thou  mayst  sing 
Unto  a  handsome  Shephardling ; 


Hesperides. 


Or  to  a  Girle  (that  keeps  the  Neat) 

With  breath  more  sweet  then  Violet. 

There,  there,  (perhaps)  such  Lines  as  These  '5 

May  take  the  simple  Villages. 

But  for  the  Court,  the  Country  wit 

Is  despicable  unto  it. 

Stay  then  at  home,  and  doe  not  goe 

Or  flie  abroad  to  seeke  for  woe.  *° 

Contempts  in  Courts  and  Cities  dwell ; 

No  Critick  haunts  the  Poore  mans  Cell : 

Where  thou  mayst  hear  thine  own  Lines  read 

By  no  one  tongue,  there,  censured. 

That  man's  unwise  will  search  for  111,  »S 

And  may  prevent  it,  sitting  still. 


'To  his  Booke. 

While  thou  didst  keep  thy  Candor  undefil'd, 
Deerely  I  lov'd  thee ;  as  my  first-borne  child : 
But  when  I  saw  thee  wantonly  to  roame 
From  house  to  house,  and  never  stay  at  home ; 
I  brake  my  bonds  of  Love,  and  bad  thee  goe, 
Regardlesse  whether  well  thou  sped'st,  or  no. 
On  with  thy  fortunes  then,  what  e're  they  be ; 
If  good  I'le  smile,  if  bad  I'le  sigh  for  Thee. 


Another. 

To  read  my  Booke  the  Virgin  shie 
May  blush,  (while  Brutus  standeth  by  :) 
But  when  He's  gone,  read  through  what's  writ, 
And  never  staine  a  cheeke  for  it. 


Another. 

Who  with  thy  leaves  shall  wipe  (at  need) 
The  pliace,  where  swelling  Piles  do  breed  : 
May  every  111,  that  bites,  or  smarts. 
Perplex  him  in  his  hinder-parts. 


Hesperides.  7 

To  the  soure  Reader. 

If  thou  dislik'st  the  Piece  thou  light'st  on  first  ; 

Thinke  that  of  All,  that  I  have  writ,  the  worst : 

But  if  thou  read'st  my  Booke  unto  the  end. 

And  still  do'st  this,  and  that  verse,  reprehend : 

O  Perverse  man  !    If  All  disgustfull  be,  6 

The  Extreame  Scabbe  take  thee,  and  thine,  for  me. 

To  his  Booke. 

Come  thou  not  neere  those  men,  who  are  like  Bread 
O're-leven'd ;  or  like  Cheese  o're-renetted. 

When  he  would  have  his  verses  read. 

In  sober  mornings,  doe  not  thou  reherse 

The  holy  incantation  of  a  verse ;  *" 

But  when  that  men  have  both  well  drunke,  and  fed, 

Let  my  Enchantments  then  be  sung,  or  read. 

When  Laurell  spirts  'ith  fire,  and  when  the  Hearth  5 

Smiles  to  it  selfe,  and  guilds  the  roofe  with  mirth ;  *  K Javelin 

When  up  the  *  Tkyrse  is  rais'd,  and  when  the  sound        *™'""*  ^'"^ 

Of  sacred  *  Orgies  flyes,  A  round,  A  round.  *  Songs  to 

When  the  Hose  raignes,  and  locks  with  ointments  shine,  Bacchus. 

Let  rigid  Caio  read  these  Lines  of  mine.  10 

Upon  Julias  Recovery, 

Droop,  droop  no  more,  or  hang  the  head 

Ye  Hoses  almost  withered ; 

Now  strength,  and  newer  Purple  get, 

Each  here  declining  Violet. 

O  Primroses !  let  this  day  be  5 

A  Resurrection  unto  ye ; 

And  to  all  flowers  ally'd  in  blood. 

Or  sworn  to  that  sweet  Sister-hood : 

For  Health  onjulids  cheek  hath  shed 

Clarret,  and  Creame  commingled.  10 

And  those  her  lips  doe  now  appeare 

As  beames  of  Corrall,  but  more  cleare. 

Upon  Julia.    3  Now]  perhaps  a  misprint  for  New 


8  Hesperides . 


To  Silvia  to  wed. 

Let  us  (though  late)  at  last  (my  Silvia)  wed ; 

And  loving  lie  in  one  devoted  bed. 

Thy  Watch  may  stand,  my  minutes  fly  poste  haste ; 

No  sound  calls  back  the  yeere  that  once  is  past. 

Then  sweetest  Silvia,  let's  no  longer  stay ; 

True  love,  we  know,  precipitates  delay. 

Away  with  doubts,  all  scruples  hence  remove ; 

No  man  at  one  time,  can  be  wise,  and  love. 


The  Parliament  of  Roses  to  Julia. 

I  dreamt  the  Roses  one  time  went 

To  meet  and  sit  in  Parliament ; 

The  place  for  these,  and  for  the  rest 

Of  flowers,  was  thy  spotlesse  breast : 

Over  the  which  a  State  was  drawne  5 

Of  Tiffanie,  or  Cob-web  Lawne ; 

Then  in  that  Parly,  all  those  powers 

Voted  the  Rose ;  the  Queen  of  flowers. 

But  so,  as  that  her  self  should  be 

The  maide  of  Honour  unto  thee.  lo 


No  hashfulnesse  in  begging. 

To  get  thine  ^nds,  lay  hashfulnesse  aside  ; 
Whojeares  to  aske,  doth  teach  to  be  denfd. 


The  Frozen  Heart. 

I  freeze,  I  freeze,  and  nothing  dwels 
In  me  but  Snow,  &nA.ysicles. 
For  pitties  sake  give  your  advice, 
To  melt  this  snow,  and  thaw  this  ice ; 
I'le  drink  down  Flames,  but  if  so  be 
Nothing  but  love  can  supple  me  j 
I'le  rather  keepe  this  frost,  and  snow, 
Then  to  be  thaw'd,  or  heated  so. 


Hesperides. 


To  Perilla. 

Ah  my  Perilla  !  do'st  thou  grieve  to  see 

Me,  day  by  day,  to  steale  away  from  thee  ? 

Age  cals  me  hence,  and  my  gray  haires  bid  come, 

And  haste  away  to  mine  eternal  home ; 

'Twill  not  be  long  {JPerilla)  after  this,  5 

That  I  must  give  thee  the  supremest  kisse ; 

Dead  when  I  am,  first  cast  in  salt,  and  bring 

Part  of  the  creame  from  that  Reliff,ous  Spring; 

With  which  (/'m//ar)-wash  my  hands  and  feet ; 

That  done,  then  wind  me  in  that  very  sheet  lo 

Which  wrapt  thy  smooth  limbs  (when  thou  didst  implore 

The  Gods  protection,  but  the  night  before) 

Follow  me  weeping  to  my  Turfe,  and  there 

Let  fall  a  Primrose,  and  with  it  a  teare  : 

Then  lastly,  let  some  weekly-strewings  be  1 5 

Devoted  to  the  memory  of  me  : 

Then  shall  my  Ghost  not  walk  about,  but  keep 

Still  in  the  coole,  and  silent  shades  of  sleep. 


A  Song  to  the  Maskers. 

1.  Come  down,  and  dance  ye  in  the  toyle 

Of  pleasures,  to  a  Heate ; 
But  if  to  moisture.  Let  the  oyle 
Of  Roses  be  your  sweat. 

2.  Not  only  to  your  selves  assume 

These  sweets,  but  let  them  fly  ; 
From  this,  to  that,  and  so  Perfume 
E'ne  all  the  standers  by. 

3.  As  Goddesse  Isis  (when  she  went, 

Or  glided  through  the  street) 
Made  all  that  touch't  her  with  her  scent. 
And  whom  she  touch't,  turne  sweet. 


I  o  Hespertdes. 


To  Perenna. 

When  I  thy  Parts  runne  o're,  I  can't  espie 

In  any  one,  the  least  indecencie  : 

But  every  Line,  and  Limb  diffused  thence, 

A  faire,  and  unfamiliar  excellence : 

So,  that  the  more  I  look,  the  more  I  prove, 

Ther's  still  more  cause,  why  I  the  more  should  love. 

Treason. 

The  seeds  of  Treason  choake  up  as  they  spring, 
He  Ads  the  Crime,  that  gives  it  Cherishing. 

Two  Things  Odious. 

Two  of  a  thousand  things,  are  disallow'd, 
A  lying  Rich  man,  and  a  Poore  man  proud. 

To  his  Mistresses. 

Helpe  me  !  helpe  me !  now  I  call 

To  my  pretty  Witchcrafts  all : 

Old  I  am,  and  cannot  do 

That,  I  was  accustom'd  to. 

Bring  your  Magicks,  Sfels,  and  Charmes, 

To  enflesh  my  thighs,  and  armes : 

Is  there  no  way  to  beget 

In  my  limbs  their  former  heat  ? 

y£son  had  (as  Poets  faine) 

Baths  that  made  him  young  againe  : 

Find  that  Medicine  (if  you  can) 

For  your  drie-decrepid  man : 

Who  would  faine  his  strength  renew, 

Were  it  but  to  pleasure  you. 

The  Wounded  Heart. 

Come  bring  your  sampler,  and  with  Art, 

Draw  in't  a  wounded  Heart : 

And  dropping  here,  and  there  : 
Not  that  I  thinke,  that  any  Dart, 


Hesperides.  1 1 

Can  make  your's  bleed  a  teare  :  5 

Or  peirce  it  any  where ; 
Yet  doe  it  to  this  end :  that  I, 
May  by 
This  secret  see, 
Though  you  can  make  10 

That  Heart  to  bleed,  your's  ne'r  will  ake 
For  me. 


No  Loathsomnesse  in  love. 

What  I  fancy,  I  approve. 

No  Dislike  there  is  in  love  : 

Be  my  Mistresse  short  or  tall. 

And  distorted  there-withall : 

Be  she  likewise  one  of  those, 

That  an  Acre  hath  of  Nose  : 

Be  her  forehead,  and  her  eyes 

Full  of  incongruities : 

Be  her  cheeks  so  shallow  too. 

As  to  shew  her  Tongue  wag  through  : 

Be  her  lips  ill  hung,  or  set. 

And  her  grinders  black  as  jet ; 

Ha's  she  thinne  haire,  hath  she  none, 

She's  to  me  a  Paragon. 


To  Anthea. 

If  deare  Anthea,  my  hard  fate  it  be 
To  live  some  few-sad-howers  after  thee : 
Thy  sacred  Corse  with  Odours  I  will  burne ; 
And  with  my  Lawrell  crown  thy  Golden  Urne. 
Then  holding  up  (there)  such  religious  Things, 
As  were  (time  past)  thy  holy  Filitings  : 
Nere  to  thy  Eeverend  Pitcher  I  will  fall 
Down  dead  for  grief,  and  end  my  woes  withall : 
So  three  in  one  small  plat  of  ground  shall  ly, 
Anthea,  Herrick,  and  his  Poetry. 


1 2  Hesperides. 

The  Weeping  Cherry. 

I  saw  a  Cherry  weep,  and  why  ? 

Why  wept  it  ?  but  for  shame, 
Because  ray  Julia's  lip  was  by, 

And  did  out-red  the  same. 
But  pretty  Fondling,  let  not  fall 

A  teare  at  all  for  that : 
Which  Rubies,  Corralls,  Scarlets,  all 

For  tincture,  wonder  at. 


Soft  Mustek. 

The  mellow  touch  of  musick  most  doth  wound 
The  soule,  when  it  doth  rather  sigh,  then  sound. 

The  Difference  Betwixt  Kings  and  Subjects. 

Twixt  Kings  and  Subjects  ther's  this  mighty  odds, 
Subjects  are  taught  by  Men ;  Kings  by  the  Gods. 

His  Answer  to  a  Question. 

Some  would  know 

Why  I  so 
Long  still  doe  tarry. 

And  ask  why 

Here  that  I  S 

Live,  and  not  marry  ? 

Thus  I  those 

Doe  oppose ; 
What  man  would  be  here, 

Slave  to  Thrall,  lo 

y  If  at  all 
He  could  live  free  here  ? 


iJffpon  Julia's  Fall. 

Julia  was  carelesse,  and  withall, 
She  rather  took,  then  got  a  fall : 
The  wanton  Ambler  chanc'd  to  see 
Part  of  her  leggs  sinceritie ; 


Hesperides.  1 3 

And  ravish'd  thus,  It  came  to  passe,  5 

The  Nagge  (like  to  the  Prophets  Asse) 

Began  to  speak,  and  would  have  been 

A  telling  what  rare  sights  h'ad  seen : 

And  had  told  all ;  but  did  refraine, 

Because  his  Tongue  was  ty'd  againe.  10 


Expences  Exhaust. 

Live  with  a  thrifty,  not  a  needy  Fate ; 
Small  shots  paid  often,  waste  a  vast  estate. 


Love  what  it  is. 

Love  is  a  circle  that  doth  restlesse  move 
In  the  same  sweet  eternity  of  love. 

Presence  and  Absence. 

When  what  is  lov'd,  is  Present,  love  doth  spring ; 
But  being  absent.  Love  lies  languishing. 

No  Spouse  hut  a  Sister, 

A  bachelour  I  will 
Live  as  I  have  liv'd  still. 
And  never  take  a  wife 
To  crucifie  my  life  : 
But  this  I'le  tell  ye  too. 
What  now  I  meane  to  doe ; 
A  Sister  (in  the  stead 
Of  Wife)  about  I'le  lead ; 
Which  I  will  keep  embrac'd. 
And  kisse,  but  yet  be  chaste. 

The  Pomander  Bracelet. 

To  me  my  Julia  lately  sent 

A  Bracelet  richly  Redolent : 

The  Beads  I  kist,  but  most  lov'd  her 

That  did  perfume  the  Pomander. 


1 4  Hesperides. 

The  shooe  tying. 

Anthea  bade  me  tye  her  shooe ; 
I  did ;  and  kist  the  Instep  too  : 
And  would  have  kist  unto  her  knee, 
Had  not  her  Blush  rebuked  me. 


The  Carkanet. 

Instead  of  Orient  Pearls  of  Jet, 
I  sent  my  Love  a  Karkanet : 
About  her  spotlesse  neck  she  knit 
The  lace,  to  honour  me,  or  it : 
Then  think  how  wrapt  was  I  to  see 
My  Jet  t'enthrall  such  Ivorie. 

His  sailing  from  Julia. 

When  that  day  comes,  whose  evening  sayes  I'm  gone 

Unto  that  watrie  Desolation : 

Devoutly  to  thy  Closet-gods  then  pray, 

That  my  wing'd  ship  may  meet  no  Remora. 

Those  Deities  which  circum-walk  the  Seas, 

And  look  upon  our  dreadfuU  passages, 

Will  from  all  dangers,  re-deliver  me. 

For  one  drink-offering,  poured  out  by  thee. 

Mercie  and  Truth  live  with  thee  !  and  forbeare 

(In  my  short  absence)  to  unsluce  a  teare  : 

But  yet  for  Loves-sake,  let  thy  lips  doe  this, 

Give  my  dead  picture  one  engendring  kisse  : 

Work  that  to  life,  and  let  me  ever  dwell 

In  thy  remembrance  {Julia.)    So  farewell. 

How  the  JVall-flower  came  first,  and 
why  so  called. 

Why  this  Flower  is  now  call'd  so. 
List'  sweet  maids,  and  you  shal  know. 
Understand,  this  First-ling  was 
Once  a  brisk  and  bonny  Lasse, 
Kept  as  close  as  Danae  was ; 


Hesperides.  1 5 

Who  a  sprightly  Springall  lov'd, 

And  to  have  it  fully  prov'd, 

Up  she  got  upon  a  wall, 

Tempting  down  to  slide  withall : 

But  the  silken  twist  unty'd,  lo 

So  she  fell,  and  bruis'd,  she  dy'd. 

Love,  in  pity  of  the  deed, 

And  her  loving-lucklesse  speed, 

Tum'd  her  to  this  Plant,  we  call 

Now,  The  Flower  of  the  Wall.  15 

Why  Flowers  change  colour. 

These  fresh  beauties  (we  can  prove) 
Once  were  Virgins  sick  of  love, 
Tum'd  to  Flowers.     Still  in  some 
Colours  goe,  and  colours  come. 

To  his  Mistresse  objecting  to  him  neither 
Toying  or  Talking. 

You  say  I  love  not,  'cause  I  doe  not  play 

Still  with  your  curies,  and  kisse  the  time  away. 

You  blame  me  too,  because  I  cann't  devise 

Some  sport,  to  please  those  Babies  in  your  eyes : 

By  Loves  Religion,  I  must  here  confesse  it,  5 

The  most  I  love,'  when  I  the  least  expresse  it. 

Small  grief s  find  tongues :  Full  Casques  are  ever  found 

To  give  (if  any,  yet)  but  little  sound. 

Deep  waters  noyse-lesse  are ;  And  this  we  know, 

That  chiding  streams  betray  small  depth  below.  10 

So  when  Love  speechlesse  is,  she  doth  expresse 

A  depth  in  love,  and  that  depth,  bottomlesse. 

Now  since  my  love  is  tongue-lesse,  know  me  such. 

Who  speak  but  little,  'cause  I  love  so  much. 


Upon  the  losse  of  his  Mistresses. 

I  have  lost,  and  lately,  these 
Many  dainty  Mistresses : 
Stately  _^&,  prime  of  all ; 
Sapho  next,  a  principall : 


1 6  Hesperides. 

Smooth  Anthea,  for  a  skin 
White,  and  Heaven-like  Chrystalline  ; 
Sweet  Electra,  and  the  choice 
Myrha,  for  the  Lute,  and  Voice. 
Next,  Corinna,  for  her  wit, 
And  for  the  graceful  use  of  it : 
With  Perilla  :  All  are  gone ; 
Onely  HerricKs  left  alone. 
For  to  number  sorrow  by 
Their  departures  hence,  and  die. 


The  'Dream. 

Me  thought,  (last  night)  love  in  an  anger  came, 
^  And  brought  a  rod,  so  whipt  me  with  the  same  : 
j    Mirtk  the  twigs  were,  meerly  to  imply  ; 
'  Love  strikes,  but  'tis  with  gentle  crueltie. 
Patient  I  was :  Love  pitifuU  grew  then. 
And  stroak'd  the  stripes,  and  I  was  whole  agen. 
Thus  like  a  Bee,  Love-gentle  stil  doth  bring 
Hony  to  salve,  where  he  before  did  sting. 


The  Vine. 

I  dream'd  this  mortal  part  of  mine 

Was  Metamorphoz'd  to  a  Vine ; 

Which  crawling  one  and  every  way, 

Enthrall'd  my  dainty  Lucia. 

Me  thought,  her  long  small  legs  &  thighs 

I  with  my  Tendrils  did  surprize ; 

Her  Belly,  Buttocks,  and  her  Waste 

By  my  soft  Nerv'lits  were  embrac'd  : 

About  her  head  I  writhing  hung, 

And  fl?ith  rich  clusters  (hid  among 

The  leaves)  her  temples  I  behung : 

So  that  my  Lucia  seem'd  to  me 

Young  Bacchus  ravisht  by  his  tree. 

My  curies  about  her  neck  did  craule. 

And  armes  and  hands  they  did  enthrall :  15 

So  that  she  could  not  freely  stir, 

(All  parts  there  made  one  prisoner.) 


Hesperides.  1 7 


But  when  I  crept  with  leaves  to  hide 
Those  parts,  which  maids  keep  unespy'd, 
Such  fleeting  pleasures  there  I  took, 
That  with  the  fancie  I  awook ; 
And  found  (Ah  me  !)  this  flesh  of  mine 
More  like  a  Stock,  then  like  a  Vine. 

\ 

'To  Love. 

I'm  free  from  thee ;  and  thou  no  more  shalt  heare 
My  puling  Pipe  to  beat  against  thine  eare : 
Farewell  my  shackles,  (though  of  pearle  they  be) 
Such  precious  thraldome  ne'r  shall  fetter  me. 
He  loves  his  bonds,  who  when  the  first  are  broke,  . 
Submits  his  neck  unto  a  second  yoke. 


On  himselfe. 


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Young  I  was,  but  now  am  old, 
But  I  am  not  yet  grown  cold ; 
I  can  play,  and  I  can  twine 
'Bout  a  Virgin  Uke  a  Vine  : 
In  her  lap  too  I  can  lye 
Melting,  and  in  fancie  die : 
And  return  to  life,  if  she 
Claps  my  cheek,  or  kisseth  me ; 
Thus,  and  thus  it  now  appears 
That  our  love  out-lasts  our  yeeres. 


Love's  play  at  Push-pin. 

Love  and  my  selfe  (beleeve  me)  on  a  day 
At  childish  Push-pin  (for  our  sport)  did  play : 
I  put,  he  pusht,  and  heedless  of  my  skin. 
Love  prickt  my  finger  with  a  golden  pin : 
Since  which,  it  festers  so,  that  I  can  prove 
'Twas  but  a  trick  to  poyson  me  with  love : 
Little  the  wound  was ;  greater  was  the  smart ; 
The  finger  bled,  but  burnt  was  all  my  heart. 


1 8  Hesperides. 


The  Rosarie. 

One  ask'd  me  where  the  Roses  grew  ? 

I  bade  him  not  goe  seek ; 
But  forthwith  bade  my  Julia  shew 

A  bud  in  either  cheek. 

Upon  Cupid. 

Old  wives  have  often  told,  how  they 
Saw  Cupid  bitten  by  a  flea : 
And  thereupon,  in  tears  half  drown'd. 
He  cry'd  aloud.  Help,  help  the  wound : 
He  wept,  he  sobb'd,  he  call'd  to  some 
To  bring  him  Lint,  and  Balsamum, 
To  make  a  Tent,  and  put  it  in, 
Where  the  Stektto  pierc'd  the  skin : 
Which  being  done,  the  fretfull  paine 
Asswag'd,  and  he  was  well  again. 

The  Parcae,  or,  Three  dainty  Destinies. 
The  Armikt. 

Three  lovely  Sisters  working  were 

(As  they  were  closely  set) 
Of  soft  and  dainty  Maiden-haire, 

A  curious  Armelet. 
I  smiling,  ask'd  them  what  they  did? 

(Faire  Destinies  all  three) 
Who  told  me,  they  had  drawn  a  thred 

of  Life,  and  'twas  for  me. 
They  shew'd  me  then,  how  fine  'twas  spun  ; 

And  I  reply'd  thereto, 
I  care  not  now  how  soone  'tis  done, 

Or  cut,  if  cut  by  you. 

Sorrowes  succeed. 

When  one  is  past,  another  care  we  hav 
Tkus  woe  succeeds  a  woe;  as  wave  a  wave. 


Hesperides .  1 9 

Cherry-pit. 


Julia  and  I  did  lately  sit 
Playing  for  sport,  at  Cherry-pit: 
She  threw ;  I  cast ;  and  having  thrown, 
I  got  the  Pit,  and  she  the  Stone. 

To  Robin  Red-brest. 

Laid  out  for  dead,  let  thy  last  kindnesse  be 
With  leaves  and  mosse-work  for  to  cover  me : 
And  while  the  Wood-nimphs  my  cold  corps  inter, 
Sing  thou  my  Dirge,  sweet-warbling  Chorister ! 
For  Epitaph,  in  Foliage,  next  write  this, 
Here,  here  the  Tomb  of  Robin  Herrick  is. 


Discontents  in  Devon. 

More  discontents  I  never  had 

Since  I  was  born,  then  here ; 
Where  I  have  been,  and  still  am  sad, 

In  this  dull  Devon-shire:         

Yet  justly  too  I  must  confesse ; 

I  ne'r  invented  such 
Ennobled  numbers  for  the  Presse, 

Then  where  I  loath'd  so  much. 


To  his  Patemall  Countrey. 

O  Earth !  Earth  !  Earth  heare  thou  my  voice,  and  be 
Loving,  and  gentle  for  to  cover  me  : 
Banish'd  from  thee  I  live ;  ne'r  to  return, 
Unlesse  thou  giv'st  my  small  Remains  an  Urne. 


ly 


Cherrie-ripe. 


Cherrie-Ripe,  Ripe,  Ripe,  I  cry. 
Full  and  faire  ones ;  come  and  buy : 
If  so  be,  you  ask  me  where 
They  doe  grow  ?  I  answer,  There, 

Cherry-pit.     See  Critical  Appendix 

C    2 


2  o  Hesperides. 

Where  my  Julia's  lips  doe  smile ; 
There's  the  Land,  or  Cherry-He : 
Whose  Plantations  fully  show 
All  the  yeere,  where  Cherries  grow. 


To  his  Mistresses. 

Put  on  your  silks ;  and  piece  by  piece 
Give  them  the  scent  of  Amber-Greece : 
And  for  your  breaths  too,  let  them  smell 
Ambrosia-like,  or  Nectarell: 
While  other  Gums  their  sweets  perspire, 
By  your  owne  jewels  set  on  fire. 


To  Anthea. 

Now  is  the  time,  when  all  the  lights  wax  dim ; 

And  thou  {Anthea)  must  withdraw  from  him 

Who  was  thy  servant.    Dearest,  bury  me 

Under  that  Holy-oke,  or  Gospel-tree : 

Where  (though  thou  see'st  not)  thou  may'st  think  upon 

Me,  when  thou  yeerly  go'st  Procession : 

Or  for  mine  honour,  lay  me  in  that  Tombe 

In  which  thy  sacred  Reliques  shall  have  roome  : 

For  my  Embalming  (Sweetest)  there  will  be 

No  Spices  wanting,  when  I'm  laid  by  thee. 


The  Vision  to  Electra. 

I  dream'd  we  both  were  in  a  bed 

Of  Roses,  almost  smothered : 

The  warmth  and  sweetnes  had  me  there 

Made  lovingly  familiar : 

But  that  I  heard  thy  sweet  breath  say, 

Faults  done  by  night,  will  blush  by  day : 

I  kist  thee  (panting,)  and  I  call 

Night  to  the  Record  !  that  was  all. 

But  ah !  if  empty  dreames  so  please, 

Love  give  me  more  such  nights  as  these. 


Hesperides.  2 1 


TDreames. 

Here  we  are  all,  by  day ;  By  night  w'are  hurl'd 
By  dreames,  each  one,  into  a  sev'rall  world. 

Amhidon. 

In  Man,  Ambition  is  the  common'st  thing ; 
Each  one,  by  nature,  loves  to  be  a  King. 

His  request  to  Julia.    ^ 

Julia,  if  I  chance  to  die 

Ere  I  print  my  Poetry ; 

I  most  humbly  thee  desire 

To  commit  it  to  the  fire  : 

Better  'twere  my  Book  were  dead, 

Then  to  live  not  perfected. 

Money  gets  the  masterie. 

Fight  thou  with  shafts  of  silver,  and  o'rcome, 
When  no  force  else  can  get  the  masterdome. 

The  Scar-fire. 

Water,  water  I  desire, 
Here's  a  house  of  flesh  on  fire : 
Ope'  the  fountains  and  the  springs. 
And  come  all  to  Buckittings  : 
What  ye  cannot  quench,  pull  downe ; 
Spoile  a  house,  to  save  a  towne  : 
Better  tis  that  one  shu'd  fall, 
Then  by  one,  to  hazard  all. 

Upon  Silvia,  a  Mistresse. 

When  some  shall  say,  Faire  once  my  Silvia  was ; 
Thou  wilt  complaine.  False  now's  thy  Looking-glasse 
Which  renders  that  quite  tarnisht,  w''  was  green  ; 
And  Priceless  now,  what  Peerless  once  had  been : 
Upon  thy  Forme  more  wrinkles  yet  will  fall. 
And  comming  downe,  shall  make  no  noise  at  all. 


2  2  Hesperides. 

Cheerfulnesse  in  Charitie  :  or,  The  sweet  sacrifice. 

'Tis  not  a  thousand  Bullocks  thies 
Can  please  those  Heav'nly  Deities, 
If  the  Vower  don't  express 
In  his  Offering,  Cheerfulness. 


Once  poorey  still  penurious. 

Goes  the  world  now,  it  will  with  thee  goe  hard  : 
The  fattest  Hogs  we  grease  the  more  with  Lard. 

To  him  that  has,  there  shall  be  added  more  ; 

Who  is  penurious,  he  shall  still  be  poore. 

Sweetnesse  in  Sacrifice. 

'Tis  not  greatness  they  require. 
To  be  offer'd  up  by  fire : 
But  'tis  sweetness  that  doth  please 
Those  Eternall  Essences. 

Steame  in  Sacrifice. 

If  meat  the  Grods  give,  I  the  steame 
High-towring  wil  devote  to  them  : 
Whose  easie  natures  like  it  well. 
If  we  the  roste  have,  they  the  smell. 

Upon  Julia's  Voice. 

So  smooth,  so  sweet,  so  silv'ry  is  thy  voice. 
As,  could  they  hear,  the  Damn'd  would  make  no  noise, 
But  listen  to  thee,  (walking  in  thy  chamber) 
Melting  melodious  words,  to  Lutes  of  Amber. 

Againe. 

When  I  thy  singing  next  shall  heare, 
He  wish  I  might  turne  all  to  eare. 
To  drink  in  Notes,  and  Numbers  ;  such 
As  blessed  soules  cann't  heare  too  much : 


Hesperides,  z  3 

Then  melted  down,  there  let  me  lye  5 

Entranc'd,  and  lost  confusedly : 
And  by  thy  Musique  strucken  mute, 
Die,  and  be  turn'd  into  a  Lute. 


All  things  decay  and  die. 

All  things  decay  with  Time :  The  Forrest  sees 
The  growth,  and  down-fall  of  her  aged  trees : 
That  Timber  tall,  which  three-score  lusters  stood 
The  proud  Dictator  of  the  State-like  wood : 
I  meane  (the  Soveraigne  of  all  Plants)  the  Oke 
Droops,  dies,  and  falls  without  the  cleavers  stroke. 

The  succession  ofthefoure  sweet  months. 

First,  April,  she  with  mellow  showrs 
Opens  the  way  for  early  flowers ; 
Then  after  her  comes  smiling  May 
In  a  more  rich  and  sweet  aray  : 
Next  &CA&XS  June,  and  brings  us  more 
Jems,  then  those  two,  that  went  before : 
Then  (lastly)  July  comes,  and  she 
More  wealth  brings  in,  then  all  those  three. 

No  Shipwrack  ofVertue.    To  a  friend. 

Thou  sail'st  with  others,  in  this  Argus  here ; 

Nor  wrack,  or  Bulging  thou  hast  cause  to  feare : 

But  trust  to  this,  my  noble  passenger  j 

Who  swims  with  Vertue,  he  shall  still  be  sure 

(  Ulysses-Wke)  all  tempests  to  endure ; 

And  'midst  a  thousand  gulfs  to  be  secure. 

Upon  his  Sister-in-Law,  Mistresse 
Elizab:  Herrlck. 

First,  for  Effusions  due  unto  the  dead, 
My  solemne  Vowes  have  here  accomplished : 
Next,  how  I  love  thee,  that  my  griefe  must  tell. 
Wherein  thou  liv'st  for  ever.    Deare  farewell. 


24  Hesperides. 

Of  Love.     A  Sonet. 

How  Love  came  in,  I  do  not  know, 
Whether  by  th'  eye,  or  eare,  or  no : 
Or  whether  with  the  soule  it  came 
(At  first)  infused  with  the  same  : 
Whether  in  part  'tis  here  or  there. 
Or;  like  the  soule,  whole  every  where  : 
This  troubles  me  :  but  I  as  well 
As  any  other,  this  can  tell ; 
That  when  from  hence  she  does  depart, 
The  out-let  then  is  from  the  heart. 


To  Anthea. 


1/ 


Ah  my  Anthea  !     Must  my  heart  still  break? 

{Love  makes  me  write,  what  shame  forbids  to  speak.) 

Give  me  a  kisse,  and  to  that  kisse  a  score ; 

Then  to  that  twenty,  adde  an  hundred  more : 

A  thousand  to  that  hundred :  so  kisse  on. 

To  make  that  thousand  up  a  million. 

Treble  that  million,  and  when  that  is  done. 

Let's  kisse  afresh,  as  when  we  first  begun.  | 

But  yet,  though  Love  likes  well  such  Scenes  as  these. 

There  is  an  Act  that  will  more  fully  please : 

Kissing  and  glancing,  soothing,  all  make  way 

But  to  the  acting  of  this  private  Play : 

Name  it  I  would ;  but  being  blushing  red, 

The  rest  He  speak,  when  we  meet  both  in  bed. 


The  Rock  of  Rubies  :  and 
The  quarrie  of  Pearls. 

Some  ask'd  me  where  the  Rubies  grew  ? 

And  nothing  I  did  say : 
But  with  my  finger  pointed  to 

The  lips  oi  Julia. 
Some  ask'd  how  Pearls  did  grow,  and  where  ? 

Then  spoke  I  to  my  Girle, 
To  part  her  lips,  and  shew'd  them  there 

The  Quarelets  of  Pearl. 


Hesperides.  2  5 


Conformitie. 


Conformity  was  ever  knowne 

A  foe  to  Dissolution : 

Nor  can  we  that  a  ruine  call, 

Whose  crack  gives  crushing  unto  all. 


TO    THE     KING 

Upon  his  comming  with  his 
Army  into  the  West. 

Welcome,  most  welcome  to  our  Vowes  and  us. 
Most  great,  and  universall  Genius ! 
The  Drooping  West,  which  hitherto  has  stood 
As  one,  in  long-lamented-widow-hood ; 
Looks  like  a  Bride  now,  or  a  bed  of  flowers, 
Newly  refresh't,  both  by  the  Sun,  and  showers. 
War,  which  before  was  horrid,  now  appears 
Lovely  in  you,  brave  Prince  of  Cavaliers  ! 
A  deale  of  courage  in  eachbosome  springs 
By  your  accesse ;  {O  you  the  best  of  Kings  /) 
Ride  on  with  all  white  Omens ;  so,  that  where 
Your  Standard's  up,  we  fix  a  Conquest  there. 


Upon  Roses. 

Under  a  Lawne,  then  skyes  more  cleare. 

Some  ruffled  Roses  nestling  were : 

And  snugging  there,  they  seem'd  to  lye 

As  in  a  flowrie  Nunnery : 

They  blush'd,  and  look'd  more  fresh  then  flowers 

Quickned  of  late  by  Pearly  showers ; 

And  all,  because  they  were  possest 

But  of  the  heat  oijulids  breast : 

Which  as  a  warme,  and  moistned  spring, 

Gave  them  their  ever  flourishing. 


2  6  Hesperides. 

To  the  King  and  Queene,  upon 
their  unhappy  distances. 

Woe,  woe  to  them,  who  (by  a  ball  of  strife) 
Doe,  and  have  parted  here  a  Man  and  Wife  : 
Charls  the  best  Husband,  while  Maria  strives 
To  be,  and  is,  the  very  best  of  Wives : 

Like  Streams,  you  are  divorc'd ;  but 't  will  come,  when         5 
These  eyes  of  mine  shall  see  you  mix  agen. 
Thus  speaks  the  Oke,  here ;  C.  and  M.  shall  meet, 
\     Treading  on  Amber,  with  their  silver-feet : 
Nor  wil't  be  long,  ere  this  accompUsh'd  be ; 
The  words  found  true,  C.  M.  remember  me.  10 

Dangers  wait  on  Kings. 

As  oft  as  Night  is  banish'd  by  the  Morne, 
So  oft,  we'll  think,  we  see  a  King  new  born. 

The  Cheat  of  Cupid :  or, 
The  ungentle  guest. 

One  silent  night  of  late. 

When  every  creature  rested, 
Came  one  unto  my  gate, 

And  knocking,  me  molested. 

Who's  that  (said  I)  beats  there,  5 

And  troubles  thus  the  Sleepie  ? 
Cast  off  (said  he)  all  feare. 

And  let  not  Locks  thus  keep  ye. 

For  I  a  Boy  am,  who 

By  Moonlesse  nights  have  swerved ;  10 

And  all  with  showrs  wet  through. 

And  e'en  with  cold  half  starved. 

I  pittifuU  arose. 

And  soon  a  Taper  lighted ; 
And  did  my  selfe  disclose  j. 

Unto  the  lad  benighted. 


Hesperides.  2  7 

I  saw  he  had  a  Bow, 

And  Wings  too,  which  did  shiver ; 
And  looking  down  below, 

I  spy'd  he  had  a  Quiver.  20 

I  to  my  Chimney's  shine 

Brought  him,  (as  Love  professes) 
And  chaf  d  his  hands  with  mine, 

And  dry'd  his  dropping  Tresses : 

But  when  he  felt  him  warm'd,  25 

Let's  try  this  bow  of  ours. 
And  string  if  they  be  harm'd. 

Said  he,  with  these  late  showrs. 

Forthwith  his  bow  he  bent. 

And  wedded  string  and  arrow,  30 

And  struck  me  that  it  went 

Quite  through  my  heart  and  marrow. 

Then  laughing  loud,  he  flew 

Away,  and  thus  said  flying. 
Adieu,  mine  Host,  Adieu,  35 

He  leave  thy  heart  a  dying. 

To  the  reverend  shade  of  his  religious  Father. 

That  for  seven  Lusters  I  did  never  come 

To  doe  the  Rites  to  thy  Religious  Tombe  : 

That  neither  haire  was  cut,  or  true  teares  shed 

By  me,  o'r  thee,  (as  justments  to  the  dead) 

Forgive,  forgive  me  j  since  I  did  not  know  S 

Whether  thy  bones  had  here  their  Rest,  or  no. 

But  now  'tis  known.  Behold ;  behold,  I  bring 

Unto  thy  Ghost,  th'  Effused  Offering : 

And  look,  what  Smallage,  Night-shade,  Cypresse,  Yew, 

Unto  the  shades  have  been,  or  now  are  due,  10 

Here  I  devote ;  And  something  more  then  so ; 

I  come  to  pay  a  Debt  of  Birth  I  owe. 

Thou  gav'st  me  life,  (but  Mortall ;)  For  that  one 

Favour,  He  make  full  satisfaction ; 

For  my  life  mortall,  Rise  from  out  thy  Herse,  15 

And  take  a  life  immortall  from  my  Verse. 


2  8  Hesperides. 

Delight  in  Disorder. 

A  sweet  disorder  in  the  dresse 

Kindles  in  cloathes  a  wantonnesse  : 

A  Lawne  about  the  shoulders  thrown 

Into  a  fine  distraction  : 

An  erring  Lace,  which  here  and  there 

Enthralls  the  Crimson  Stomacher : 

A  Cuffe  neglectful!,  and  thereby 

Ribbands  to  flow  confusedly : 

A  winning  wave  (deserving  Note) 

In  the  tempestuous  petticote : 

A  carelesse  shooe-string,  in  whose  tye 

I  see  a  wilde  civility : 

Doe  more  bewitch  me,  then  when  Art 

Is  too  precise  in  every  part. 


To  Ms  Muse. 

Were  I  to  give  thee  Baptime,  I  wo'd  chuse 

To  Christen  thee,  the  Bride,  the  Bashfull  Muse, 

Or  Muse  of  Roses :  since  that  name  does  fit 

Best  with  those  Virgitt-  Verses  thou  hast  writ : 

Which  are  so  cleane,  so  chast,  as  none  may  feare  5 

Cato  the  Censor,  sho'd  he  scan  each  here. 

Upon  Love. 

Love  scorch'd  my  finger,  but  did  spare 

The  burning  of  my  heart : 
To  signifie,  in  Love  my  share 

Sho'd  be  a  little  part. 

Little  I  love ;  but  if  that  he  5 

Wo'd  but  that  heat  recall : 
That  joynt  to  ashes  sho'd  be  burnt, 

Ere  I  wo'd  love  at  all. 

upon  Lave  'j  sho'd  be  burnt]  The  rhyme  seems  to  require  burnt  sho'd  be, 
and  this  IS  the  order  of  the  words  in  the  WUts  Recreations  ri6Ki1  re1>rint 
In  certain  coties  at  r6^S  hp  it  mis*ritaitJ  he  ^     "^^     ^ 


In  certain  copies  0/1646  be  is  misprinted  he 


Hesperides.  2  g 


Dean-bourn,  a  rude  River  in  Devon, 
by  which  sometimes  he  lived. 

Dean-bourn,  farewell ;  I  never  look  to  see 

Deane,  or  thy  warty  incivility. 

Thy  rockie  bottome,  that  doth  teare  thy  streams 

And  makes  them  frantick,  ev'n  to  all  extreames ; 

To  my  content,  I  never  sho'd  behold, 

Were  thy  streames  silver,  or  thy  rocks  all  gold. 

Rockie  thou  art' ;  and  rockie  we  discover 

Thy  men  ;  and  rockie  are  thy  wayes  all  over. 

O  men,  O  manners ;  Now,  and  ever  knowne 

To  be  A  Rockie  Generation  I 

A  people  currish ;  churlish  as  the  seas ; 

And  rude  (almost)  as  rudest  Salvages. 

With  whom  I  did,  and  may  re-sojourne  when 

Rockes  turn  to  Rivers,  Rivers  turn  to  Men. 


Kissing  Usurie. 

Biancha,  Let 

Me  pay  the  debt 
I  owe  thee  for  a  kisse 

Thou  lend'st  to  me ; 

And  I  to  thee 
Will  render  ten  for  this : 


If  thou  wilt  say. 

Ten  will  not  pay 
For  that  so  rich  a  one ; 

He  cleare  the  summe. 

If  it  will  come 
Unto  a  Million. 


Title.    Dean-boum]  To  Dean-bourn  some  copies  of  i6^S 
2  warty]  watry  some  copies  of  1648,  and  so  Grosart,  Hazlitt,  Pollard,  (fc. 
For  a  defence  of  the  reading  warty,  see  Introduction,  p.  vii  9  Now]  There 

some  copies  of  1648 


3  o  Hespertdes. 


By  this  I  guesse, 

Of  happinesse 
Who  has  a  little  measure  :  ^5 

He  must  of  right, 

To  th'utmost  mite, 
Make  payment  for  his  pleasure. 

To  Julia. 

How  rich  and  pleasing  thou  ra^  Julia  art 

In  each  thy  dainty,  and  peculiar  part ! 

First,  for  thy  Queen-ship  on  thy  head  is  set 

Of  flowers  a  sweet  commingled  Coronet : 

About  thy  neck  a  Carkanet  is  bound,  5 

Made  of  the  Rubie,  Pearle  and  Diamond : 

A  golden  ring,  that  shines  upon  thy  thumb  : 

About  thy  wrist,  the  rich  *I>ardanium.  *  ^  Bracelet, 

Between  thy  Breasts  (then  Doune  of  Swans        ^^  ^^  caWd. 

more  white) 
There  playes  the  Saphire  with  the  Chrysolite.  lo 

No  part  besides  must  of  thy  selfe  be  known. 
But  by  the  Topaz,  Opal,  Calcedon. 

To  Laurels. 

A  funerall  stone, 
Or  Verse  I  covet  none ; 
But  onely  crave 
Of  you,  that  I  may  have 
A  sacred  Laurel  springing  from  my  grave :  $ 

Which  being  seen, 
Blest  with  perpetuall  greene^ 

May  grow  to  be 
Not  so  much  call'd  a  tree, 
As  the  etemall  monument  of  me.  lo 

His  Cavalier. 

Give  me  that  man,  that  dares  bestride 
The  active  Sea-horse,  &  with  pride, 
Through  that  huge  field  of  waters  ride  : 

Kissing  Usurie.    13-18  In  certain  copies  of  1648,  andin  Grosart  U.  i6-l8 
recede  II.  \i,-\z:  no  doubt  wrongly  ' 

To  Julia.    9  BTesists]  misprinted  BiesiSi  in  some  copies  0/ 164S 


Hesperides.  3 1 


Who,  with  his  looks  too,  can  appease 

The  ruffling  winds  and  raging  Seas,  5 

In  mid'st  of  all  their  outrages. 

This,  this  a  virtuous  man  can  doe, 

Saile  against  Rocks,  and  split  them  too ; 

I !  and  a  world  of  Pikes  passe  through. 

Zeal  required  in  Love. 

I'le  doe  my  best  to  win,  when'ere  I  wooe : 
That  man  loves  not,  who  is  not  zealous  too. 

'The  Bag  of  the  Bee. 

About  the  sweet  bag  of  a  Bee, 

Two  Cupids  fell  at  odds ; 
And  whose  the  pretty  prize  shu'd  be, 

They  voW'd  to  ask  the  Gods. 

Which  Venus  hearing ;  thither  came,  5 

And  for  their  boldness  stript  them  : 
And  taking  thence  from  each  his  flame ; 

With  rods  of  Mirtle  whipt  them. 

Which  done,  to  still  their  wanton  cries, 

When  quiet  grown  sh'ad  seen  them,  lo 

She  kist,  and  wip'd  thir  dove-like  eyes ; 

And  gave  the  Bag  between  them. 

Low  kilFd  by  Lack. 

Let  me  be  warme ;  let  me  be  fully  fed : 
Luxurious  Love  by  Wealth  is  nourished. 
Let  me  be  leane,  and  cold,  and  once  grown  poore, 
I  shall  dislike,  what  once  I  lov'd  before. 

To  his  Mistresse. 

Choose  me  your  Valentine ; 

Next,  let  us  marry  : 
Love  to  the  death  will  pine, 

If  we  long  tarry. 

The  Bug  of  the  Bee.     See  Critical  Appendix  2  odds]  misprinted  ddos 

in  some  copies  0/1648 


3  2  Hesperides. 

Promise,  and  keep  your  vowes, 

Or  vow  ye  never : 
Loves  doctrine  disallowes 

Troth-breakers  ever. 

You  have  broke  promise  twice 

(Deare)  to  undoe  me  ; 
If  you  prove  faithlesse  thrice, 

None  then  will  wooe  you. 

To  the  generous  Reader. 

See,  and  not  see;  and  if  thou  chance  t'espie 
Some  Aberrations  in  my  Poetry ; 
Wink  at  small  faults,  the  greater,  ne'rthelesse 
Hide,  and  with  them,  their  Fathers  nakedness. 
Let's  doe  our  best,  our  Watch  and  Ward  to  keep 
Homer  himself,  in  a  long  work,  may  sleep. 

To  Criticks. 

lie  write,  because  He  give 
You  Criticks  means  to  live : 
For  sho'd  I  not  supply 
The  Cause,  th'effect  wo'd  die. 

Duty  to  'Tyrants. 

Good  princes  must  be  pray'd  for :  for  the  bad 
They  must  be  borne  with,  and  in  rev'rence  had. 
Doe  they  first  pill  thee,  next,  pluck  off  thy  skin  ? 
Good  children  kisse  the  rods,  that  punish  sin. 
Touch  not  the  Tyrant ;  Let  the  Gods  alone 
To  strike  him  dead,  that  but  usurps  a  Throne. 

Being  once  blind,  his  request  to  Biancha. 

When  age  or  Chance  has  made  me  blind. 
So  that  the  path  I  cannot  find  : 
And  when  my  falls  and  stumblings  are 
More  then  the  stones  i'th'  street  by  farre : 

To  his  Mistresse.     12  you]  the  rhyme  indicates  that  j/o«  should  htye 
Duty  to  Tyrants.    4  reds']  rod  1648:  corr.  in  orig.  Errata  {see  p.  4) 


Hesperides.  3  3 


Goe  thou  afore ;  and  I  shall  well 
Follow  thy  Perfumes  by  the  smell : 
Or  be  my  guide ;  and  I  shall  be 
Led  by  some  light  that  flows  from  thee. 
Thus  held,  or  led  by  thee,  I  shall 
In  wayes  confus'd,  nor  slip  or  fall. 

Upon  Blanch. 

Blanch  swears  her  Husband's  lovely ;  when  a  scald 
Has  blear'd  his  eyes :  Besides,  his  head  is  bald. 
Next,  his  wilde  eares,  like  Lethern  wings  full  spread, 
Flutter  to  flie,  and  beare  away  his  head. 

No  want  where  there  s  little. 

To  Bread  and  Water  none  is  poore ; 
And  having  these,  what  need  of  more  ? 
Though  much  from  out  the  Cess  be  spent, 
Nature  with  little  is  content. 


Barly-Break :  or,  Last  in  Hell. 

We  two  are  last  in  Hell :  what  may  we  feare 
To  be  tormented,  or  kept  Pris'ners  here  ? 
Alas  !  If  kissing  be  of  plagues  the  worst, 
We'll  wish,  in  Hell  we  had  been  Last  and  First. 

'The  Definition  of  Beauty. 

Beauty,  no  other  thing  is,  then  a  Beame 
Flasht  out  between  the  Middle  and  Exlreame. 


To  Dianeme. 

Deare,  though  to  part  it  be  a  Hell, 

Yet  Dianeme  now  farewell : 

Thy  frown  (last  night)  did  bid  me  goe ; 

But  whithet,  onely  Grief  do's  know. 

I  doe  beseech  thee,  ere  we  part, 

(If  merciful!,  as  faire  thou  art ; 


3  4  Hesperides. 


Or  else  desir'st  that  Maids  sho'd  tell 

Thy  pitty  by  Loves-Chronicle) 

O  Dianeme,  rather  kill 

Me,  then  to  make  me  languish  stil !  '° 

'Tis  cruelty  in  thee  to'th'height, 

Thus,  thus  to  wound,  not  kill  out-right : 

Yet  there's  a  way  found  (if  thou  please) 

By  sudden  death  to  give  me  ease : 

And  thus  devis'd,  doe  thou  but  this,  15 

Bequeath  to  me  one  parting  kisse  : 

So  sup'rabundant  joy  shall  be 

The  Executioner  of  me. 

To  Anthea  lying  in  bed. 

So  looks  Anthea,  when  in  bed  she  lyes, 

Orecome,  or  halfe  betray'd  by  Tiffanies  : 

Like  to  a  Twi-light,  or  that  simpring  Dawn, 

That  Roses  shew,  when  misted  o're  with  Lawn. 

Twilight  is  yet,  till  that  her  Lawnes  give  way ;  5 

Which  done,  that  Dawne,  turnes  then  to  perfect  day. 


To  Electra. 

More  white  then  whitest  Lillies  far. 
Or  Snow,  or  whitest  Swans  you  are  : 
More  white  then  are  the  whitest  Creames, 
Or  Moone-light  tinselling  the  streames  : 
More  white  then  Pearls,  ot  Juno's  thigh ; 
Or  Pelops  Arme  of  Yvorie. 
True,  I  confesse  ;  such  Whites  as  these 
May  me  delight,  not  fully  please : 
Till,  like  IxiorCs  Cloud  you  be 
White,  warnie,  and  soft  to  lye  with  me. 

^       A  Country  life:  To  his  Brother, 
^  '   M.  Tho:  Herrick. 

Thrice,  and  above,  blest  (my  soules  halfe)  art  thou. 
In  thy  both  Last,  and  Better  Vow : 

A  Country  life.    For  MS.  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  3  5 

Could'st  leave  the  City,  for  exchange,  to  see 

The  Countries  sweet  simplicity  : 
And  it  to  know,  and  practice ;  with  int«nt  S 

To  grow  the  sooner  innocent : 
By  studying  to  know  vertue ;  and  to  aime 
_  More  at  her  nature,  then  her  name : 
The  last  is  but  the  least ;  the  first  doth  tell 

Wayes  lesse  to  live,  then  to  live  well :  lo 

And  both  are  knowne  to  thee,  who  now  can'st  live 

Led  by  thy  conscience ;  to  give 
Justice  to  soone-pleas'd  nature ;  and  to  show, 

Wisdome  and  she  together  goe. 
And  keep  one  Centre :  This  with  that  conspires,  15 

To  teach  Man  to  confine  desires : 
And  know,  that  Riches  have  their  proper  stint. 

In  the  contented  mind,  not  mint. 
And  can'st  instruct,  that  those  who  have  the  itch 

Of  craving  more,  are  never  rich.  20 

These  things  thou  know'st  to'th'height,  and  dost  prevent 

That  plague ;  because  thou  art  content 
With  that  Heav'n  gave  thee  with  a  warie  hand, 

(More  blessed  in  thy  Brasse,  then  Land) 
To  keep  cheap  Nature  even,  and  upright ;  25 

To  coole,  not  cocker  Appetite. 
Thus  thou  can'st  tearcely  live  to  satisfie 

The  belly  chiefly ;  not  the  eye : 
Keeping  the  barking  stomach  wisely  quiet, 

Lesse  with  a  neat,  then  needfull  diet.  30 

But  that  which  most  makes. sweet  thy  country  life, 

Is,  the  fruition  of  a  wife : 
Whom  (Stars  consenting  with  thy  Fate)  thou  hast 

,  Got,  not  so  beautifull,  as  chast : 
By  whose  warme  side  thou  dost  securely  sleep  35 

(While  Love  the  Centinell  doth  keep) 
With  those  deeds  done  by  day,  which  n'er  affright 

Thy  silken  slumbers  in  the  night. 
Nor  has  the  darknesse  power  to  usher  in 

Feare  to  those  sheets,  that  know  ho  sin.  40 

But  still  thy  wife,  by  chast  intentions  led, 

Gives  thee  each  night  a  Maidenhead. 
The  Damaskt  medowes,  and  the  pe6bly  streames 

Sweeten,  and  make  soft  your  dreames : 
D  2 


3  6  Hesperides. 


The  Purling  springs,  groves,  birds,  and  well-weav'd  Bowrs, 

With  fields  enameled  with  flowers,  46 

Present  their  shapes ;  while  fantasie  discloses 

Millions. of  Z«7/?«  mixt  with  Roses. 
Then  dream,  ye  heare  the  Lamb  by  many  a  bleat 

Woo'd  to  come  suck  the  milkie  Teat :  "  5° 

While  Faunus  in  the  Vision  comes  to  keep, 
From  rav'ning  wolves,  the  fleecie  sheep. 
With  thousand  such  enchanting  dreams,  that  meet 

To  make  sleep  not  so  sound,  as  sweet : 
Nor  can  these  figures  so  thy  rest  endeare,  55 

As  not  to  rise  when  Chantickre 
Warnes  the  last  Watch ;  but  with  the  Dawne  dost  rise 

To  work,  but  first  to  sacrifice ; 
Making  thy  peace  with  heav'n,  for  some  late  fault, 

With  Holy-meale,  and  spirting-salt.  60 

Which  done,  thy  painfull  Thumb  this  sentence  tells  us, 

Jove  for  our  labour  all  things  sells  us. 
Nor  are  thy  daily  and  devout  affaires 

Attended  with  those  desp'rate  cares, 
Th'  industrious  Merchant  has ;  who  for  to  find  65 

Gold,  runneth  to  the  Western  Inde, 
And  back  again,  (tortur'd  with  fears)  doth  fly. 

Untaught,  to  suffer  Poverty. 
But  thou  at  home,  blest  with  securest  ease, 

Sitt'st,  and  beleev'st  that  there  be  seas,  70 

And  watrie  dangers  j  while  thy  whiter  hap, 
But  sees  these  things  within  thy  Map. 
And  viewing  them  with  a  more  safe  survey, 

Mak'st  easie  Feare  unto  thee  say, 
A  heart  thrice  walPd  with  Oke,  and  Brasse,  that  man  75 

Had,  first,  durst  plow  the  Ocean. 
But  thou  at  home  without  or  tyde  or  gale. 

Canst  in  thy  Map  securely  saile  : 
Seeing  those  painted  Countries ;  and  so  guesse 

By  those  fine  Shades,  their  Substances  :  80 

And  from  thy  Compasse  taking  small  advice, 

Buy'st  Travell  at  the  lowest  price. 
Nor  are  thine  eares  so  deafe,  but  thou  canst  heare 

(Far  more  with  wonder,  then  with  feare) 
Fame  tell  of  States,  of  Countries,  Courts,  and  Kings  j         85 
And  beleeve  there  be  such  things : 


Hesperides,  3  7 

When  of  these  truths,  thy  happyer  knowledge  lyes, 

More  in  thine  eares,  then  in  thine  eyes, 
And  when  thou  hear'st  by  that  too-true-Report, 

Vice  rules  the  Most,  or  All  at  Court :  go 

Thy  pious  wishes  are,  (though  thou  not  there) 

Vertue  had,  and  mov'd  her  Sphere. 
But  thou  liv'st  fearlesse  j  and  thy  face  ne'r  shewes 

Fortune  when  she  comes,  or  goes. 
But  with  thy  equall  thoughts,  prepar'd  dost  stand,  95 

To  take  her  by  the  either  hand : 
Nor  car'st  which  comes  the  first,  the  foule  or  faire ; 

A  wise  man  ev'ry  way  lies  square. 
And  like  a  surly  Oke  with  storms  perplext  ] 

Growes  still  the  stronger,  strongly  vext.  100 

Be  so,  bold  spirit ;  Stand  Center-like,  unmov'd ; 

And  be  not  onely  thought,  but  prov'd 
To  be  what  I  report  thee ;  and  inure 

Thy  selfe,  if  want  comes  to  endure : 
And  so  thou  dost :  for  thy  desires  are  105 

Confin'd  to  live  with  private  Larr: 
Not  curious  whether  Appetite  be  fed. 

Or  with  the  first,  or  second  bread. 
Who  keep'st  no  proud  mouth  for  deUcious  cates : 

Hunger  makes  coorse  meats,  delicates.  1 10 

Can'st,  and  unurg'd,  forsake  that  Larded  fare, 

Which  Art,  not  Nature,  makes  so  rare ; 
To  taste  boyl'd  Nettles,  Colworts,  Beets,  and  eate 

These,  and  sowre  herbs,  as  dainty  meat  ? 
While  soft  Opinion  makes  thy  Genius  say,  115 

Content  makes  all  Ambrosia. 
Nor  is  it,  that  thou  keep'st  this  stricter  size 

So  much  for  want,  as  exercise : 
To  numb  the  sence  of  Dearth,  which  sho'd  sinne  haste  it, 

Thou  might'st  but  onely  see't,  not  taste  it.  120 

Yet  can  thy  humble  roofe  maintaine  a  Quire 

Of  singing  Crickits  by  thy  fire : 
And  the  brisk  Mouse  may  feast  her  selfe  with  crums, 

Till  that  the  green-ey'd  Killing  comes. 
Then  to  her  Cabbin,  blest  she  can  escape  125 

The  sudden  danger  of  a  Rape. 
And  thus  thy  little-well-kept-stock  doth  prove, 

We.althmnnot  make  a  Ijfe^  hut  TMJe. 


3  8  Hesperides. 


Nor  art  thou  so  close-handed,  but  can'st  spend 

(Counsell  concurring  with  the  end)  130 

As  well  as  spare :  still  conning  o'r  this  Theame, 

To  shun  the  first,  and  last  extreame. 
Ordaining  that  thy  small  stock  find  no  breach. 

Or  to  exceed  thy  Tether's  reach  : 
But  to  live  round,  and  close,  and  wisely  true  135 

To  thine  owne  selfe ;  and  knowne  to  few. 
Thus  let  thy  Rurall  Sanctuary  be 

Elizium  to  thy  wife  and  thee ; 
There  to  disport  your  selves  with  golden  measure : 

For  seldome  use  commends  the  pleasure.  140 

Live,  and  live  blest ;  thrice  happy  Paire  ;  Let  Breath, 

But  lost  to  one,  be  th'  others  death. 
And  as  there  is  one  Love,  one  Faith,  one  Troth, 

Be  so  one  Death,  one  Grave  to  both. 
Till  when,  in  such  assurance  live,  ye  may  145 

Nor  feare,  or  wish  your  dying  day. 


Divination  by  a  Daffadill. 


When  a  Daffadill  I  see, 
Hanging  down  his  head  t'wards  me ; 
Guesse  I  may,  what  I  must  be : 
First,  I  shall  decline  my  head ; 
Secondly,  I  shall  be  dead ; 
Lastly,  safely  buryed. 


To  the  Fainter,  to  draw  him  a 
Picture. 

Come,  skilfuU  Zupo,  now,  and  take 
Thy  Bice,  thy  Umder,  Hnk,  and  Lake; 
And  let  it  be  thy  Pensils  strife. 
To  paint  a  Bridgeman  to  the  life  : 
Draw  him  as  like  too,  as  you  can. 
An  old,  poore,  lying,  flatt'ring  man : 
His  cheeks  be-pimpled,  red  and  blue ; 
His  nose  and  lips  of  mulbrie  hiew. 


Hesperides.  3  9 


Then  for  an  easie  fansie ;  place 

A  Burling  iron  for  his  face : 

Next,  make  his  cheeks  with  breath  to  swell, 

And  for  to  speak,  if  possible : 

But  do  not  so ;  for  feare,  lest  he 

Sho'd  by  his  breathing,  poyson  thee. 


Upon  CufFe.    Epig. 

Cuffe  comes  to  Church  much ;  but  he  keeps  his  bed 
Those  Sundayes  onely,  when  as  Briefs  are  read. 
This  makes  Cuffe  dull ;  and  troubles  him  the  most. 
Because  he  cannot  sleep  i'th'  Church,  free-cost. 


Upon  Fone  a  School-master.     Epig. 

Fone  sayes,  those  mighty  whiskers  he  do's  weare. 
Are  twigs  of  Birch,  and  willow,  growing  there : 
If  so,  we'll  think  too,  (when  he  do's  condemne 
Boyes  to  the  lash)  that  he  do's  whip  with  them. 


A  Lyrick  to  Mirth. 

While  the  milder  Fates  consent. 

Let's  enjoy  our  merryment :    t 

Drink,  and  dance,  and  pipe,  and  play ; 

Kisse  our  Dollies  night  and  day : 

Crown'd  with  clusters  of  the  Vine ;  5 

Let  us  sit,  and  quaffe  our  wine. 

Call  on  Bacchus ;  chaunt  his  praise ; 

Shake  the  Thyrse,  and  bite  the  Bayes :  1 

Rouze  Anacreon  from  the  dead ;  \ 

And  return  him  drunk  to  bed :  10 

Sing  o're  Horace ;  for  ere  long 

Death  will  come  and  mar  the  song : 

Then  shall  Wilson  and  Gotiere 

Never  sing,  or  play  more  here. 

A  Lyrick  to  Mirth.     13  Gotiere]  Coteire  1648:  corr.  in  orig.  Errata  {see 
/•  4) 


4©  Hesperides. 

To  the  Eark  of  Westmerland. 

When  my  date's  done,  and  my  gray  age  must  die ; 
Nurse  up,  great  Lord,  this  my  posterity  : 
Weak  though  it  be ;  long  may  it  grow,  and  stand, 
Shor'd  up  by  you,  {Brave  Earle  of  Westmerland.) 

■   Against  Love. 

When  ere  my  heart.  Love's  warmth,  but  entertaines, 
O  Frost !  O  Snow  !  O  Haile  forbid  the  Banes, 
One  drop  now  deads  a  spark ;  but  if  the  same 
Once  gets  a  force,  Floods  cannot  quench  the  flame. 
Rather  then  love,  let  me  be  ever  lost ; 
Or  let  me  'gender  with  eternall  frost. 


Upon  Julia's  Riband. 

As  shews  the  Aire,  when  with  a  Rain-bow  grac'd ; 
So  smiles  that  Riband  'bout  ray  Julia's  waste : 
Or  like — — Nay  'tis  that  Zonulet  of  love. 
Wherein  all  pleasures  of  the  world  are  wove. 

The  frozen  Zone:  or,  Julia  disdainfull. 

Whither?  Say,  whither  shall  I  fly, 
To  slack  these  flames  wherein  I  frie  ? 
To  the  Treasures,  shall  I  goe, 
Of  the  Raine,  Frost,  Haile,  and  Snow  ? 
Shall  I  search  the  under-ground. 
Where  all  Damps,  and  Mists  are  found  ? 
Shall  I  seek  (for  speedy  ease) 
All  the  floods,  and  frozen  seas  ? 
Or  descend  into  the  deep. 
Where  eternall  cold  does  keep  ? 
These  may  coole ;  but  there's  a  Zone 
Colder  yet  then  any  one : 
That's  my  Julia's  breast;  where  dwels 
Such  destructive  Ysicles ; 
A?  that  the  Congelation  will 
Me  sooner  starve,  then  those  can  kill. 


Hesperides.  41 


An  Epitaph  upon  a  sober  Matron. 

With  blamelesse  carriage,  I  liv'd  here, 
To'  th'  (almost)  sev'n  and  fortieth  yeare. 
Stout  sons  I  had,  and  those  twice  three  ; 
One  onely  daughter  lent  to  me : 
The  which  was  made  a  happy  Bride, 
But  thrice  three  Moones  before  she  dy'd. 
My  modest  wedlock,  that  was  known 
Contented  with  the  bed  of  one. 


to  the  Patron  of  Poets, 
M.  End:  Porter, 

Let  there  be  Patrons ;  Patrons  like  to  thee. 

Brave  Porter !     Poets  ne'r  will  wanting  be : 

Fabius,  and  Cotta,  Lentulus;  all  live 

In  thee,  thou  Man  of  Men  !  who  here  do'st  give 

Not  onely  subject-matter  for  our  wit, 

But  likewise  Oyle  of  Maintenance  to  it : 

For  which,  before  thy  Threshold,  we'll  lay  downe 

Our  Thyrse,  for  Scepter ;  and  our  Baies  for  Crown. 

For  to  say  truth,  all  Garlands  are  thy  due ; 

The  Laurell,  Mirtle,  Oke,  and  Ivie  too. 


The  sadnesse  of  things  for  Sapho's  sicknesse. 

Lillies  will  languish ;  Violets  look  ill ; 

Sickly  the  Prim-rose :  Pale  the  Daffadill : 

That  gallant  Tulip  will  hang  down  his  head, 

Like  to  a  Virgin  newly  ravished. 

Pansies  will  weep ;  and  Marygolds  will  wither ; 

And  keep  a  Fast,  and  Funerall  together. 

If  Sapho  droop ;  Daisies  will  open  never, 

But  bid  Good-night,  and  close  their  lids  for  ever. 


42  Hesperides. 

Leanders  Obsequies. 

When  as  Leander  young  was  drown'd, 
No  heart  by  love  receiv'd  a  wound  ; 
But  on  a  Rock  himselfe  sate  by, 
There  weeping  sup'rabundantly. 
Sighs  numberlesse  he  cast  about, 
And  all  his  Tapers  thus  put  out : 
His  head  upon  his  hand  he  laid ; 
And  sobbing  deeply,  thus  he  said, 
Ah  cruell  Sea !  and  looking  on't, 
Wept  as  he'd  drowne  the  Hellespont, 
And  sure  his  tongue  had  more  exprest, 
But  that  his  teares  forbad  the  rest. 

Hope  heartens. 

None  goes  to  warfare,  but  with  this  intent ; 
The  gaines  must  dead  the  feare  of  detriment. 

Foure  things  make  us  happy  here. 

Health  is  the  first  good  lent  to  men ; 
A  gentle  disposition  then : 
Next,  to  be  rich  by  no  by-wayes ; 
Lastly,  with  friends  t'enjoy  our  dayes. 

His  parting  from  M'=  Dorothy  Keneday. 

When  I  did  goe  from  thee,  I  felt  that  smart, 

Which  Bodies  do,  when  Souls  from  them  depart. 

Thou  did'st  not  mind  it ;  though  thou  then  might'st  see 

Me  tum'd  to  tears ;  yet  did'st  not  weep  for  me. 

'Tis  true,  I  kist  thee ;  but  I  co'd  not  heare 

Thee  spend  a  sigh,  t'accompany  my  teare. 

Me  thought  'twas  strange,  that  thou  so  hard  sho'dst  prove. 

Whose  heart,  whose  hand,  whose  ev'ry  part  spake  love. 

Prethee  (lest  Maids  sho'd  censure  thee)  but  say 

Thou  shed'st  one  teare,  when  as  I  went  away ; 

And  that  will  please  me  somewhat :  though  I  know. 

And  Love  will  swear't,  my  Dearest  did  not  so. 

Leanders  Obsequies.    See  Critical  Appendi:( 


Hesperides.  43 


^he  Teare  sent  to  her  from  Stanes. 

1.  Glide,  gentle  streams,  and  beare 
Along  with  you  my  teare 

To  that  coy  Girle ; 
Who  smiles,  yet  slayes 
Me  with  delayes ;  5 

And  strings  my  tears  as  Pearle. 

2.  See !  see  she's  yonder  set. 
Making  a  Carkanet 

Of  Maiden-flowers ! 

There,  there  present  lo 

This  Orient, 
And  Pendant  Pearle  of  ours. 

3.  Then  say,  I've  sent  one  more 
Jem  to  enrich  her  store ; 

And  that  is  all  i  s 

Which  I  can  send. 
Or  vainly  spend, 
For  tears  no  more  will  fall. 

4.  Nor  will  I  seek  supply 

Of  them,  the  spring's  once  drie ;  20 

But  He  devise, 

(Among  the  rest) 

A  way  that's  best 
How  I  may  save  mine  eyes. 

5.  Yet  say;  sho'd  she  condemne  25 
Me  to  surrender  them ; 

Then  say ;  my  part 
Must  be  to  weep 
Out  them,  to  keep 
A  poore,  yet  loving  heart.  30 

6.  Say  too.  She  wo'd  have  this ; 
She  shall :  Then  my  hope  is. 

That  when  I'm  poore. 
And  nothing  have 

To  send,  or  save;  35 

I'm  sure  she'll  ask  no  more. 


^4-  Hesperides. 


Upon  one  Lillie,  who  marryed  with  a 
maid  caUd  Rose, 

What  times  of  sweetnesse  this  faire  day  fore-shows, 
When  as  the  Lilly  marries  with  the  Rose  ! 
What  next  is  lookt  for?  but  we  all  sho'd  see 
To  spring  from  these  a  sweet  Posterity, 


An  Epitaph  upon  a  child. 

Virgins  promis'd  when  I  dy'd, 
That  they  wo'd  each  Primrose-tide, 
Duely,  Morne  and  Ev'ning,  come, 
And  with  flowers  dresse  my  Tomb. 
Having  promis'd,  pay  your  debts, 
Maids,  and  here  strew  Violets. 


Upon  Scobble.     Epig. 

Scobble  for  Whoredome  whips  his  wife ;  and  cryes. 
He'll  slit  her  nose ;  But  blubb'ring,  she  replyes, 
Gk)od  Sir,  make  no  more  cuts  i'th'  outward  skin. 
One  slit's  enough  to  let  Adultry  in. 


The  Houre-glasse. 

That  Houre-glasse,  which  there  ye  see 

With  Water  fill'd,  (Sirs,  credit  me) 

The  humolK^as,  (as  I  have  read) 

But  Lovers  teafs^'^christalled. 

Which,  as  they  drop  by  drop  doe  passe  5 

From  th'  upper  to  tile  under-glasse, 

Do  in  a  trickling  manner  tell, 

(By  many  a  watrie  syllable) 

That  Lovers  tears  in  life-time  shed. 

Do  restless  run  when  they  are  dead.  10 


Hesperides.        //  4  5 

His  fare-welt  to  ^ack. 

Farewell  thou  Thing,  time-past  so  knowne,  so  deare 

To  me,  as  blood  to  life  and  spirit :  Neare, 

Nay,  thou  more  neare  then  kindred,  friend,  man,  wife, 

Male  to  the  female,  soule  to  body :  Life 

To  quick  action,  or  the  warme  soft  side  5 

Of  the  resigning,  yet  resisting  Bride. 

The  kisse  of  Virgins ;  First-fruits  of  the  bed ; 

Soft  speech,  smooth  touch,  the  lips,  the  Maiden-head : 

These,  and  a  thousand  sweets,  co'd  never  be 

So  neare,  or  deare,  as  thou  wast  once  to  me.  lo 

O  thou  the  drink  of  Gods,  and  Angels  \  Wine 

That  scatter'st  Spirit  and  Lust ;  whose  purest  shine, 

More  radiant  then  the  Summers  Sun-beams  shows ; 

Each  way  illustrious,  brave ;  and  like  to  those 

Comets  we  see  by  night;  whose  shagg'd  portents  ij 

Fore-tell  the  comming  of  some  dire  events : 

Or  some  full  flame,  which  with  a  pride  aspires, 

Throwing  about  his  wildj  and  active  fires. 

'Tis  thou,  above  Nectar,  O  Divinest  soule ! 

(Eternall  in  thy  self)  that  canst  controule  20 

That,  which  subverts  whole  nature,  grief  and  care  ', 

Vexation  of  the  mind,  and  damn'd  Despaire. 

'Tis  thou,  alone,  who  with  thy  Mistick  Fan, 

Work'st  more  then  Wisdome,  Art,  or  Nature  can,  ^  

To  rouze  the  sacred  madnesse ;  and  awake  25 

The  frost-bound-blood,  and  spirits  j  and  to  make 

Them  frantick  with  thy  raptures,  flashing  through 

The  soule,  like  lightning,  and  as  active  too. 

'Tis  not  Apollo  can,  or  those  thrice  three 
/  Castalian  sisters,  sing,  if  wanting  thee.  3° 

I  Horace,  Anacreon  both  had  lost  their  fame, 

Hadst  thou  not  fill'd  them  with  thy  fire  and  flame. 

Phoebean  splendour !  and  thou  "Thespian  spring ! 

Of  which,  sweet  Swans  must  drink,  before  they  sing 

Their  true-pac'd-Numbers,  and  their  Holy-Layes,  35 

Which  makes  them  worthy  Cedar,  and  the  Bayes. 

But  why  ?  why  longer  doe  1  gaze  upon 

Thee  with  the  eye  of  admiration  ? 

Ms  fare-well  to  Sack.     For  MS.  variants,  &c.,  see  Critical  Appendix 

g  quick  action]  quick  our  action  Grosart,  unnecessarily  making  qaXdn  a  verb 


4.6  Hesperides. 


Since  I  must  leave  thee ;  and  enforc'd,  must  say 

To  all  thy  witching  beauties,  Goe,  Away.  4° 

But  if  thy  whimpring  looks  doe  ask  me  why? 

Then  know,  that  Nature  bids  thee  goe,  not  I. 

'Tis  her  erroneous  self  has  made  a  braine 

Uncapable  of  such  a  Soveraigne, 

As  is  thy  powerful  selfe.     Prethee  not  smile ;  45 

Or  smile  more  inly ;  lest  thy  looks  beguile 

My  vowes  denounc'd  in  zeale,  which  thus  much  show  thee, 

That  I  have  sworn,  but  by  thy  looks  to  know  thee. 

Let  others  drink  thee  freely ;  and  desire 

Thee  and  their  lips  espous'd ;  while  I  admire,  5° 

And  love  thee ;  but  not  taste  thee.     Let  my  Muse 

Faile  of  thy  former  helps ;  and  onely  use 

Her  inadult'rate  strength :  what's  done  by  me  / 

Hereafter,  shall  smell  of  the  Lamp,  not  thee.^ 

Upon  Glasco.     Epig. 

Glasco  had  none,  but  now  some  teeth  has  got ; 

Which  though  they  furre,  will  neither  ake,  or  rot. 

Six  teeth  he  has,  whereof  twice  two  are  known 

Made  of  a  Haft,  that  was  a  Mutton-bone. 

Which  not  for  use,  but  meerly  for  the  sight,  5 

He  weares  all  day,  and  drawes  those  teeth  at  night. 

Upon  Mrs.  Eliz:  Wheder,  under  the  name  of 
Amarillis. 

Sweet  Amarillis,  by  a  Spring's 

Soft  and  soule-melting  murmurings, 

Slept ;  and  thus  sleeping,  thither  flew 

A  Robin-Red-brest ;  who  at  view, 

Not  seeing  her  at  all  to  stir,  5 

Brought  leaves  and  mosse  to  cover  her : 

But  while  he,  perking,  there  did  prie 

About  the  Arch  of  either  eye ; 

The  lid  began  to  let  out  day ; 

At  which  poore  Robin  flew  away :  ,o 

And  seeing  her  not  dead,  but  all  disleav'd ; 
He  chirpt  for  joy,  to  see  himself  disceav'd. 


Hesperides.  47 


The  Custard. 

For  second  course,  last  night,  a  Custard  came 
To  th'board,  so  hot,  as  none  co'd  touch  the  same : 
Furze,  three  or  foure  times  with  his  cheeks  did  blow 
Upon  the  Custard,  and  thus  cooled  so : 
It  seem'd  by  this  time  to  admit  the  touch ; 
But  none  co'd  eate  it,  'cause  it  stunk  so  much. 


To  Myrrha  hard-hearted. 

Fold  now  thine  armes ;  and  hang  the  head. 

Like  to  a  Lillie  withered : 

Next,  look  thou  like  a  sickly  Moone ; 

Or  Wke/ocasta  in  a  swoone. 

Then  weep,  and  sigh,  and  softly  goe, 

Like  to  a  widdow  drown'd  in  woe : 

Or  like  a  Virgin  full  of  ruth, 

For  the  lost  sweet-heart  of  her  youth : 

And  all  because,  Faire  Maid,  thou  art 

Insensible  of  all  my  smart ; 

And  of  those  evill  dayes  that  be 

Now  posting  on  to  punish  thee. 

The  Gods  are  easie,  and  condemne 

All  such  as  are  not  soft  like  them. 


The  Eye. 

Make  me  a  heaven ;  and  make  me  there 
Many  a  lesse  and  greater  spheare. 
Make  me  the  straight,  and  oblique  lines ; 
The  Motions,  Lations,  and  the  Signes. 
Make  me  a  Chariot,  and  a  Sun ; 
And  let  them  through  a  Zodiac  run : 
Next,  place  me  Zones,  and  Tropicks  there ; 
With  all  the  Seasons  of  the  Yeare. 
Make  me  a  Sun-set ;  and  a  Night : 
And  then  present  the  Mornings-light 
Cloath'd  in  her  Chamlets  of  Delight, 
To  these,  make  Clouds  to  poure  downe  raine ; 
With  weather  foule,  then  faire  againe. 


4  8  Hesperides. 


And  when,  wise  Artist,  that  thou  hast, 

With  all  that  can  be,  this  heaven  grac't ;  is 

Ah  !  what  is  then  this  curious  skie, 

But  onely  my  Corinna's  eye  ? 


Upon  the  much  lamented^ 
Mr.  J.  Warr. 

What  Wisdome,  Learning,  Wit,  or  Worth, 
Youth,  or  sweet  Nature,  co'd  bring  forth, 
Rests  here  with  him  ;  who  was  the  Fame, 
The  Volumne  of  himselfe,  and  Name. 
If,  Reader,  then  thou  wilt  draw  neere, 
And  doe  an  honour  to  thy  teare ; 
Weep  then  for  him,  for  whom  laments 
Not  one,  but  many  Monuments. 


UpoH  Gryll. 

Gfyll  eates,  but  ne're  sayes  Grace ;  To  speak  the  troth, 
Gryll  either  keeps  his  breath  to  coole  his  broth  ; 
Or  else  because  GrilFs  roste  do's  burn  his  Spit, 
Gryll  will  not  therefore  say  a  Grace  for  it. 


The  suspition  upon  his  over-much  familiarity 
with  a  Gentlewoman. 

And  must  we  part,  because  some  say, 
Loud  is  our  love,  and  loose  our  play. 
And  more  then  well  becomes  the  day  ? 
Alas  for  pitty  !  and  for  us 
Most  innocent,  and  injur'd  thus. 
Had  we  kept  close,  or  play'd  within, 
Suspition  now  had  been  the  sinne. 
And  shame  had  foUow'd  long  ere  this, 
T'ave  plagu'd,  what  now  unpunisht  is. 
But  we  as  fearlesse  of  the  Sunne, 
As  faultlesse ;  will  not  wish  undone. 
What  now  is  done :  since  wkere  no  sin 
Unbolts  the  doore,  no  shame  comes  in. 


Hesperides.  49 

Then  comely  and  most  fragrant  Maid, 

Be  you  more  warie,  then  afraid  15 

Of  these  Reports ;  because  you  see 

The  fairest  most  suspected  be. 

The  common  formes  have  no  one  eye, 

Or  eare  of  burning  jealousie 

To  follow  them  :  but  chiefly,  where  ao 

Love  makes  the  cheek,  and  chin  a  sphere 

To  dance  and  play  in :  (Trust  me)  there 

Suspicion  questions  every  haire. 

Come,  you  are  faire ;  and  sho'd  be  seen 

While  you  are  in  your  sprightfuU  green;  as 

And  what  though  you  had  been  embrac't 

By  me,  were  you  for  that  unchast  ? 

No,  no,  no  more  then  is  yond'  Moone, 

Which  shining  in  her  perfect  Noone ; 

In  all  that  great  and  glorious  light,  30 

Continues  cold,  as  is  the  night. 

Then,  beauteous  Maid,  you  may  retire ; 

And  as  for  me,  my  chast  desire 

Shall  move  t'wards  you ;  although  I  see 

Your  face  no  more :  So  live  you  free  35 

From  Fames  black  lips,  as  you  from  me. 


Single  life  most  secure. 

Suspicion,  Discontent,  and  Strife, 
Come  in  for  Dowrie  witli  a  Wife. 


The  Curse.     A  Song. 


Y 


Goe,  perjur'd  man ;  and  if  thou  ere  return 
To  see  the  small  remainders  in  mine  Urne  : 
When  thou  shalt  laugh  at  my  Religious  dust ; 
And  ask,  Where's  now  the  colour,  forme  and  trust 
Of  Womans  beauty  ?  and  with  hand  more  rude 
Rifle  the  Flowers  which  the  Virgins  strew'd  : 
Know,  I  have  pray'd  to  Furie,  that  some  wind 
May  blo^  my  ashes  up,  and  strike  thee  blind. 


5  o  Hesperides. 


'The  wounded  Cupid.     Song. 

Cupid  as  he  lay  among 

Roses,  by  a  Bee  was  stung. 

Whereupon  in  anger  flying 

To  his  Mother,  said  thus  crying ; 

Help  !  O  help  !  your  Boy's  a  dying.  5 

And  why,  my  pretty  Lad,  said  she  ? 

Then  blubbering,  replyed  he, 

A  winged  Snake  has  bitten  me, 

Which  Country  people  call  a  Bee. 

At  which  she  smil'd ;  then  with  her  hairs  10 

And  kisses  drying  up  his  tears  : 

Alas !  said  she,  my  Wag !  if  this 

Such  a  pernicious  torment  is  : 

Come  tel  me  then,  how  great's  the  smart 

Of  those,  thou  woundest  with  thy  Dart !  15 


2o  Dewes.     A  Song. 

I  burn,  I  burn ;  and  beg  of  you 
To  quench,  or  coole  me  with  your  Dew. 
I  frie  in  fire,  and  so  consume. 
Although  the  Pile  be  all  perfume. 
Alas  !  the  heat  and  death's  the  same ; 
Whether  by  choice,  or  common  flame  : 
To  be  in  Oyle  of  £oses  drown'd, 
Or  water ;  where's  the  comfort  found  ? 
Both  bring  one  death ;  and  I  die  here, 
Unlesse  you  coole  me  with  a  Teare  : 
Alas  !  I  call ;  but  ah  !  I  see 
Ye_coole,  and  comfort  all,  but  me. 


Some  comfort  in  calamity. 

To  conquer'd  men,  some  comfort  'tis  to  fall 
By  th'hand  of  him  who  is  the  GeneralU 


Hesperides.  5 1 


ne  Vision. 

Sitting  alone  (as  one  forsook) 

Close  by  a  Silver-shedding  Brook ; 

With  hands  held  up  to  Love,  I  wept ; 

And  after  sorrowes  spent,  I  slept : 

Then  in  a  Vision  I  did  see  5 

A  glorious  forme  appeare  to  me : 

A  Virgins  face  she  had ;  her  dresse 

Was  like  a  sprightly  SpartanesK, 

A  silver  bow  with  green  silk  strung, 

Down  from  her  comely  shoulders  hung :  lo 

And  as  she  stood,  the  wanton  Aire 

Dandled  the  ringlets  of  her  haire. 

Her  legs  were  such  Diana  shows. 

When  tuckt  up  she  a  hunting  goes ; 

With  Euskins  shortned  to  descrie  15 

The  happy  dawning  of  her  thigh  •.'^ 

Which  when  I  saw,  I  made  accesse 

To  kisse  that  tempting  nakednesse : 

But  she  forbad  me,  with  a  wand 

Of  Mirtle  she  had  in  lier  hand  :  30 

And  chiding  me,  said,  Hence,  Remove, 

Herrick,  thou  art  too  coorse  to  love, 


Love  me  little^  love  me  long. 

You  say,  to  me-wards  yoilr  affection's  strong ; 
Pray  love  me  little,  so  you  love  me  long. 
Slowly  goes  farre :  The  meane  is  best :  Desire 
Grown  violent,  do's  either  die,  or  tire. 


Upon  a  Virgin  kissing  a  Rose. 

'Twas  but  a  single  Rose, 
Till  you  on  it  did  breathe ; 

But  since  (me  thinks)  it  shows 
Not  so  much  Rose,  as  Wreathe. 

E  2 


5  ?,  Hesperides. 

Upon  a  Wije  that  dyed  mad  with  Jeahusie. 

In  this  little  Vault  she  lyes, 

Here  J  with  all  her  jealousies : 

Quiet  yet ;  but  if  ye  make 

Any  noise,  they  both  will  wake, 

And  such  spirits  raise,  'twill  then  5 

Trouble  Death  to  lay  agen. 

Upon  the  Bishop  o/^Lincolne's  Imprisonment. 

Never  was  Day  so  over-sick  with  showres. 

But  that  it  had  some  intermitting  houres. 

Never  was  Night  so  tedious,  but  it  knew 

The  Last  Watch  out,  and  saw  the  Dawning  too. 

Never  was  Dungeon  so  obscurely  deep,  5 

Wherein  or  Light,  or  Day,  did  never  peep. 

Never  did  Moone  so  ebbe,  or  seas  so  wane. 

But  they  left  Hope-seed  to  fill  up  againe. 

So  you,  my  Lord,  though  you  have  now  your  stay, 

Your  Night,  your  Prisoii,  and  your  Ebbe ;  you  may  lo 

Spring  up  afresh ;  when  all  these  mists  are  spent, 

And  Star-like,  once  more,  guild  our  Firmament. 

Let  but  That  Mighty  Cesar  speak,  and  then, 

All  bolts,  all  barres,  all  gates  shall  cleave ;  as  when 

That  Earth-quake  shook  the  house,  and  gave  the  stout        15 

Apostles,  way  (unshackled)  to  goe  out. 

This,  as  I  wish  for,  so  I  hope  to  see ; 

Though  you  (my  Lord)  have  been  unkind  to  me : 

To  wound  my  heart,  and  never  to  apply, 

(When  you  had  power)  the  meanest  remedy :  20 

Well ;  though  my  griefe  by  you  was  gall'd,  the  more ; 

Yet  I  bring  Balme  and  Oile  to  heal  your  sore. 

Disswasions  Jrom  Idlenesse. 

Cynthius  pluck  ye  by  the  eare, 

That  ye  may  good  doctrine  heare. 

Play  not  with  the  maiden-haire ; 

For  each  Ringlet  there's  a  snare. 

Cheek,  and  eye,  and  lip,  and  chin ;  ,. 

These  are  traps  to  take  fooles  in. 


Hesperides.  5  3 


Armes,  and  hands,  and  all  parts  else, 

Are  but  Toiles,  or  Manicles 

Set  on  purpose  to  enthrall 

Men,  but  Slothfulls  most  of  all.  to 

Live  employ 'd,  and  so  live  free 

From  these  fetters ;  like  to  me 

Who  have  found,  and  still  can  prove. 

The  lazie  man  the  most  doth  love. 

Upon  Strut. 

Strut,  once  a  Fore-man  of  a  Shop  we  knew ; 
But  tum'd  a  Ladies  Usher  now,  ('tis  true :) 
Tell  me,  has  Strut  got  ere  a  title  more  ? 
No ;  he's  but  Fore-man,  as  he  was  before. 

An  Epithalamie  to  Sir  Thomas  Southwell 
and  his  Ladie. 

I. 

Now,  now's  the  time ;  so  oft  by  truth 
Promis'd  sho'd  come  to  crown  your  youth. 

Then  Faire  ones,  doe  not  wrong 

Your  joyes,  by  staying  long : 

Or  let  Love's  fire  goe  out,  5 

By  lingring  thus  in  doubt : 

But  learn,  that  Time  once  lost, 

Is  ne'r  redeem'd  by  cost. 
Then  away ;  come,  Hymen  guide 
To  the  bed,  the  bashfuU  Bride.  lo 

n. 

Is  it  (sweet  maid)  your  fault  these  holy 
Bridall- Rites  goe  on  so  slowly  ? 

Dearej  is  it  this  you  dread, 

The  losse  of  Maiden-head  ? 

Beleeve  me ;  you  will  most  15 

Esteeme  it  when  'tis  lost : 

Then  it  no  longer  keep, 

Lest  Issue  lye  asleep. 
Then  away ;  come,  Hymen  guide 
To  the  bed,  the  bashful!  Bride. 


5  4  Hesperides. 


III. 

These  Precious-Pearly-Purlihg  teares, 
But  spring  from  ceremonious  feares. 

And  'tis  but  Native  shame, 

That  hides  the  loving  flame : 

And  may  a  while  controule  as 

The  soft  and  am'rous  soule ; 

But  yet,  Loves  fire  will  wast 

Such  bashfulnesse  at  last. 
Then  away ;  come,  Hymen  guide 
To  the  bed,  the  bashfull  Bride.  30 

IV. 

Night  now  hath  watch'd  her  self  half  blind ; 
Yet  not  a  Maiden-head  resign'd ! 

'Tis  strange,  ye  will  not  flie 

To  Love's  sweet  mysterie, 

Might  yon  Full-Mopn  the  sweets  35 

Have,  promis'd  to  your  sheets  ; 

She  soon  wo'd  leave  her  spheare, 

To  be  admitted  there. 
Then  away ;  come,  Hymen  guide 
To  the  bed,  the  bashfuU  Bride.  40 

V. 
On,  on  devoutly,  make  no  stay ; 
While  Domiduca  leads  the  way : 

And  Genius  who  attends 

The  bed  for  luckie  ends : 

W\i!!\Juno  goes  the  houres,  45 

And  Graces  strevying  flowers. 

And  the  boyes  with  sweet  tunes  sijig. 

Hymen,  O  Hymen  bring 
Home  the  Turtles ;  Hymen  guide 
To  the  bed,  the  bashfull  Bride.  50 

VI. 
Behold !  how  Hymens  Taper-light 
Shews  you  how  much  is  spent  of  night. 

See,  see  the  Bride-grooms  Torch 

Haifa  wasted  in  the  porch. 


Hesperides.  5  5 

And  now  those  Tapers  five,  55 

That  shew  the  womb  shall  thrive : 

Their  silv'rie  flames  advance, 

To  tell  all  prosp'rous  chance 
Still  shall  crown  the  happy  life 
Of  the  good  man  and  the  wife.  60 

VII. 

Move  forward  then  your  Rosie  feet, 

And  make,  what  ere  they  touch,  turn  sweet. 

May  all,  like  flowrie  Meads 

Smell,  where  your  soft  foot  treads ; 

And  every  thing  assume  65 

To  it,  the  like  perfume : 

As  Zephirus  when  he  'spires 

Through  Woodbine,  and  Sweet-bryers. 
Then  away ;  come  Hymen,  guide 
To  the  bed  the  bashfull  Bride.  70 

VIII. 
And  now  the  yellow  Vaile,  at  last. 
Over  her  fragrant  cheek  is  cast. 

Now  seems  she  to  expresse 

A  bashfull  willingnesse : 

Shewing  a  heart  consenting ;  75 

As  with  a  will  repenting. 

Then  gently  lead  her  on 

With  wise  suspicion : 
For  that,  Matrons  say,  a  measure 
Of  that  Passion  sweetens  Pleasure.  80 

IX. 
You,  you  that  be  of  her  neerest  kin, 
Now  o're  the  threshold  force  her  in. 

But  to  avert  the  worst ; 

Let  her,  her  fillets  first 

Knit  to  the  posts  :  this  point  85 

Remembring,  to  anoint 

The  sides :  for  'tis  a  charme 

Strong  against  future  harme  : 
And  the  evil  deads,  the  which 
There  was  hidden  by  the  Witch.  9° 


5  6  Hesperides. 


X. 

O  Venus !  thou,  to  whom  is  known 
The  best  way  how  to  loose  the  Zone 

Of  Virgins !  Tell  the  Maid, 

She  need  not  be  afraid : 

And  bid  the  Youth  apply  95 

Close  kisses,  if  she  cry : 

And  charge,  he  not  forbears 

Her,  though  she  wooe  with  teares. 
Tel  them,  now  they  must  adventer. 
Since  that  Love  and  Night  bid  enter.  loo 

XI. 
No  Fatal  Owle  the  Bedsted  keeps, 
With  direful  notes  to  fright  your  sleeps  : 

No  Furies,  here  about, 

To  put  the  Tapers  out, 

Watch,  or  did  make  the  bed :  105 

'Tis  Omen  full  of  dread  : 

But  all  faire  signs  appeare 

Within  the  Chamber  here. 
Juno  here,  far  off,  doth  stand 
Cooling  sleep  with  charming  wand.  1 10 

XII. 

Virgins,  weep  not ;  'twill  come,  when. 
As  she,  so  you'l  be  ripe  for  men. 

Then  grieve  her  not,  with  saying 

She  must  no  more  a  Maying : 

Or  by  Rose-buds  devine,  115 

Who'l  be  her  Valentine. 

Nor  name  those  wanton  reaks 

Y'ave  had  at  Barly-breaks. 
But  now  kisse  her,  and  thus  say. 
Take  time  Lady  while  ye  may.  i^o 

XIII. 
Now  barre  the  doors,  the  Bride-groom  puts 
The  eager  Boyes  to  gather  Nuts. 

And  now,  both  Love  and  Time 

To  their  full  height  doe  cUme : 


Hesperides.  5  7 

O !  give  them  active  heat  1 35 

And  moisture,  both  compleat : 

Fit  Organs  for  encrease, 

To  keep,  and  to  release 
That,  which  may  the  honour'd  Stem 
Circle  with  a  Diadem.  130 

XIV. 

And  now,  Behold !  the  Bed  or  Couch 

That  ne'r  knew  Brides,  or  Bride-grooms  touch. 

Feels  in  it  selfe  a  fire ; . 

And  tickled  with  Desire, 

Pants  with  a  Downie  brest,  135 

As  with  a  heart  possest : 

Shrugging  as  it  did  move, 

Ev'n  with  the  soule  of  love. 
And  (oh !)  had  it  but  a  tongue. 
Doves,  'two'd  say,  yee  bill  too  long.  140 

XV. 
O  enter  then  !  but  see  ye  shun 
A  sleep,  untill  the  act  be  done. 

Let  kisses,  in  their  close, 

Breathe  as  the  Damask  Rose : 

Or  sweet,  as  is  that  gumme  145 

Doth  from  Panchaia  come. 

Teach  Nature  now  to  know. 

Lips  can  make  Cherries  grow 
Sooner,  then  she,  ever  yet. 
In  her  wisdome  co'd  beget.  150 

XVI. 

On  your  minutes,  hours,  dayes,  months,  years. 
Drop  the  fat  blessing  of  the  sphears. 

That  good,  which  Heav'n  can  give 

To  make  you  bravely  live ; 

Fall,  like  a  spangling  dew,  155 

By  day,  and  night  on  you. 

May  Fortunes  Lilly-hand 

Open  at  your  command ; 
With  all  luckie  Birds  to  side 
With  the  Bride-groom,  and  the  Bride.  160 


5  8  Hesperides. 


XVII. 

Let  bounteous  Fate  your  spindles  full 
Fill,  and  winde  up  with  whitest  wooll. 

Let  them  not  cut  the  thred 

Of  life,  untill  ye  bid. 

May  Death  yet  come  at  last ;  »<55 

And  not  with  desp'rate  hast : 

But  when  ye  both  can  say, 

Come,  Let  us  now  away. 
Be  ye  to  the  Barn  then  born. 
Two,  like  two  ripe  shocks  of  corn.  i  ?» 


Teares  are  'Tongues. 

yNh&w  Julia  chid,  I  stood  as  mute  the  while, 

As  is  the  fish,  or  tonguelesse  Crocadile.  f,  ^ 

Aire  coyn'd  to  words,  ray  Julia  co'd  not  heare ;  ' 

But  she  co'd  see  each  eye  to  stamp  a  teare :  ,  > 

By  which,  mine  angry  Mistresse  might  descry,  * 

Teares  are  the  noble  language  of  the  eye.  / 

And  when  true  love  of  words  is  destitute, 

The  Eyes  by  tears  speak,  while  the  Tongue  is  mute. 


Upon  a  young  mother  of  many  children. 

Let  all  chaste  Matrons,  when  they  chance  to  see 
My  num'rous  issue :  Praise,  and  pitty  me. 
Praise  me,  for  having  such  a  fruitfuU  wombe ; 
Pity  me  too,  who  found  so  soone  a  Tomb. 


To  Electra. 

He  come  to  thee  in  all  those  shapes 
h&Jove  did,  when  he  made  his  rapes  : 
Onely,  He  not  appeare  to  thee, 
As  he  did  once  to  Semele. 
Thunder  and  Lightning  He  lay  by, 
To  talk  with  thee  familiarly. 
Which  done,  then  quickly  we'll  undresse 
To  one  and  th'others  nakednesse. 


Hesperides.  5  g 


And  ravisht,  plunge  into  the  bed, 
(Bodies  and  souls  commingled) 
And  kissing,  so  as  none  may  heare, 
We'll  weary  all  the  Fables  there. 


His  wish. 

It  is  sufficient  if  we  pray 
To  Jam,  who  gives,  and  takes  away : 
Let  him  the  Land  and  Living  finde ; 
Let  me  alone  to  fit  the  mind. 


His  Protestation  to  Perilla. 

Noone-day  and  Midnight  shall  at  once  be  seene : 
Trees,  at  one  time,  shall  be  both  sere  and  greene  : 
Fire  and  water  shall  together  lye 
In  one-self-sweet-conspiring  sympathie : 
Summer  and  Winter  shall  at  one  time  show 
Ripe  eares  of  come,  and  up  to  th'eares  in  snow : 
Seas  shall  be  sandlesse  ;  Fields  devoid  of  grasse ; 
Shapelesse  the  world  (as  when  all  Chaos  was) 
Before,  my  deare  Perilla,  I  will  be 
False  to  my  vow,  or  fall  away  from  thee. 


Love  perfumes  all  parts. 

If  I  kisse  Anikea's  brest. 
There  I  smell  the  Phenix  nest : 
If  her  lip,  the  most  sincere 
Altar  of  Incense,  I  smell  there. 
Hands,  and  thighs,  and  legs,  are  all 
Richly  Aromaticall. 
Goddesse  Isis  cann't  transfer 
Musks  and  Ambers  more  from  her : 
Nor  can  Juno  sweeter  be, 
When  she  lyes  with  Jove,  then  she. 


6o  Hesperides. 

'To  Julia. 

Permit  me,  Julia,  now  to  goe  away ; 

Or  by  thy  love,  decree  me  here  to  stay. 

If  thou  wilt  say,  that  I  shall  live  with  thee ; 

Here  shall  my  endless  Tabernacle  be  : 

If  notj  (as  banisht)  I  will  live  alone 

There,  where  no  language  ever  yet  was  known. 

On  himselfe. 

Love-sick  I  am,  and  must  endure 
A  desp'rate  grief,  that  finds  no  cure. 
Ah  me  !  I  try ;  and  trying,  prove. 
No  Herbs  have  power  to  cure  Love. 
Only  one  Soveraign  salve,  I  know. 
And  that  is  Death,  the  end  of  Woe. 

Vertue  is  sensible  of  suffering. 

Though  a  wise  man  all  pressures  can  sustaine ; 
His  vertue  still  is  sensible  of  paine  : 
Large  shoulders  though  he  has,  and  well  can  beare. 
He  feeles  when  Packs  do  pinch  him ;  and  the  where. 


The  cruell  Maid. 

And  Cruell  Maid,  because  I  see 
You  scornfuU  of  my  love,  and  me  : 
He  trouble  you  no  more ;  but  goe 
My  way,  where  you  shall  never  know 
What  is  become  of  me  :  there  I 
Will  find  me  out  a  path  to  die  ; 
Or  learne  some  way  how  to  forget 
You,  and  your  name,  for  ever :  yet 
Ere  I  go  hence ;  know  this  from  me. 
What  will,  in  time,  your  Fortune  be : 
This  to  your  coynesse  I  will  tell  ; 
And  having  spoke  it  once.  Farewell. 
The  Lillie  will  not  long  endure ; 
Nor  the  Snow  continue  pure  : 
On  himselfe.    5  Only  one]  Onely  our  164& :  torr.  in  orig,  En-ata  {seep.  4) 


Hesperides.  6 1 

The  Rose,  the  Violet,  one  day  15 

See,  both  these  Lady-flowers  decay : 

And  you  must  fade,  as  well  as  they. 

And  it  may  chance  that  Love  may  turn, 

And  (like  to  mine)  make  your  heart  burn 

And  weep  to  see't ;  yet  this  thing  doe,  ao 

That  my  last  Vow  commends  to  you : 

When  you  shall  see  that  I  am  dead. 

For  pitty  let  a  teare  be  shed ; 

And  (with  your  Mantle  o're  me  cast) 

Give  my  cold  lips  a  kisse  at  last :  35 

If  twice  you  kisse,  you  need  not  feare. 

That  I  shall  stir,  or  live  more  here. 

Next,  hollow  out  a  Tombe  to  cover 

Me  J  me,  the  most  despised  Lover : 

And  write  thereon.  This,  Reader,  know,  ;o 

Love  kilFd  this  man.    No  more  but  so. 

7b  Dianeme. 

Sweet,  be  not  proud  of  those  two  eyes, 

Which  Star-like  sparkle  in  their  skies : 

Nor  be  you  proud,  that  you  can  see 

All  hearts  your  captives ;  yours,  yet  free : 

Be  you  not  proud  of  that  rich  haire,  5 

Which  wantons  with  the  Love-sick  aire : 

When -as  that  Rubie,  which  you  weare. 

Sunk  from  the  tip  of  your  soft  eare. 

Will  last  to  be  a  precious  Stone, 

When  all  your  world  of  Beautie's  gone.  10 


TO  the;  king, 

To  cure  the  Evill. 

To  find  that  Tree  of  Life,  whose  Fruits  did  feed, 
And  Leaves  did  heale,  all  sick  of  humane  seed : 
To  finde  Bethesda,  and  an  Angel  there. 
Stirring  the  waters,  I  am  come ;  and  here. 
At  last,  I  find,  (after  my  much  to  doe) 
The  Tree,  Bethesda,  and  the  Angel  too : 


6  2  Hesperides . 


And  all  in  Your  Blest  Hand,  which  has  the  powers 

Of  all  those  suppling-healing  herbs  and  flowers. 

To  that  soft  Charm,  that  ^ell,  that  Magick  Bough, 

That  high  Enchantment  I  betake  me  now :  lo 

And  to  that  Hand,  (the  Branch  of  Heavens  falre  Tree) 

I  kneele  for  help ;  O !  lay  that  hand  on  me, 

Adored  Cesar !  and  my  Faith  is  such, 

I  shall  be  heal'd,  if  that  my  K  i  n  g  but  touch. 

The  Evill  is  not  Yours  :  my  sorrow  sings,  is 

Mine  is  the  Evill,  but  the  Cure,  the  K  i  n  g  s. 


His  misery  in  a  Mistresse. 

Water,  Water  I  espie ; 

Come,  and  coole  ye  j  all  who  frie 

In  your  loves  J  but  none  as  I. 

Though  a  thousand  showres  be 

Still  a  falling,  yet  I  see  5 

Not  one  drop  to  light  on  me. 

Happy  you,  who  can  have  seas 
For  to  quench  ye,  or  some  ease 
From  your  kinder  Mistresses. 

I  have  one,  and  she  alone,  lo 

Of  a  thousand  thousand  known. 
Dead  to  all  compassion. 

Such  an  one,  as  will  repeat 

Both  the  cause,  and  make  the  heat 

More  by  Provocation  great.  15 

Gentle  friends,  though  I  despaire 
Of  my  cure,  doe  you  beware 
Of  those  Girles,  which  cruell  are. 


Upon  Jollies  •mfe. 

First,  Jollies  wife  is  lame ;  then  next,  loose-hipt : 
Sqviint-ey'd,  hook-nos'd;  and  lastly,  Kidney.lipt. 


Hesperides.  6  3 

To  a  Gentlewoman  objecting  to  him 
his  gray  haires. 

Am  I  despis'd,  because  you  say, 

And  I  dare  sweare,  that  I  am  gray  ? 

Know,  Lady,  you  have  but  your  day  : 

And  time  will  come  when  you  shall  weare 

Such  frost  and  snow  upon  your  haire :  5 

And  when  (though  long  it  comes  to  passe) 

You  question  with  your  Looking-glasse ; 

And  in  that  sincere  Christall  seek, 

But  find  no  Rose-bud  in  your  cheek : 

Nor  any  bed  to  give  the  shew  10 

Where  such  a  rare  Carnation  grew. 

Ah !  then  too  late,  close  in  your  chamber  keeping. 

It  will  be  told 

That  you  are  old; 
By  those  true  teares  y'are  weeping.  15 


To  Cedars. 

If  'mongst  my  rriany  Poems,  I  can  see 
One,  onely,  worthy  to  be  washt  by  thee : 
I  live  for  ever ;  let  the  rest  all  lye 
In  dennes  of  Darkness,  or  condemn'd  to  die. 


Upon  Cupid. 

Love,. like  a  Gypsie,  lately  came ; 

And  did  me  much  importune 
To  see  my  hand;  that  by  the  same 

He  might  fore-tell  my  Fortune. 

He  saw  my  Palme ;  and  then,  said  he, 

I  tell  thee,  by  this  score  here ; 
That  thou,  within  few  months,  shalt  be 

The  youthfuU  Prince  n Amour  here. 

To  a  Gentlevhman,  Sec.    For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


64  Hesperides, 

I  smil'd ;  and  bade  him  once  more  prove. 
And  by  some  crosse-line  show  it ; 

That  I  co'd  ne'r  be  Prince  of  Love, 
Though  here  the  Princely  Poet. 


How  Primroses  came  green. 

Virgins,  time-past,  known  were  these, 
Troubled  with  Green-sicknesses, 
Turn'd  to  flowers :  Stil  the  hieu. 
Sickly  Girles,  they  beare  of  you. 


To  Jos:  Lo:  Bishop  of  Exeter. 

Whom  sho'd  I  feare  to  write  to,  if  I  can 

Stand  before  you,  my  learn'd  Diocesan  ? 

And  never  shew  blood-guiltinesse,  or  feare 

To  see  my  Lines  Excathedrated  here. 

Since  none  so  good  are,  but  you  may  condemne  ;  5 

Or  here  so  bad,  but  you  may  pardon  them. 

If  then,  (my  Lord)  to  sanctifie  my  Muse 

One  onely  Poem  out  of  all  you'l  chuse ; 

And  mark  it  for  a  Rapture  nobly  writ, 

'Tis  Good  Confirm'd ;  for  you  have  Bishop't  it.  10 

^^'^'^Upon  a  black  Twist,  rounding  the  Arme  of  the 
Countesse  o/'Carlile. 

I  saw  about  her  spotlesse  wrist, 
Of  blackest  silk,  a  curious  twist ; 
Which,  circumvolving  gently,  there 
Enthrall'd  her  Arme,  as  Prisoner. 
Dark  was  the  Jayle ;  but  as  if  light  5 

Had  met  t'engender  with  the  night ; 
Or  so,  as  Darknesse  made  a  stay 
To  shew  at  once,  both  night  and  day. 
One  ^  fancie  more  !  but  if  there  be 
Such  Freedome  in  Captivity ;  ,0 

I  beg  of  Love,  that  ever  I 
May  in  like  Chains  of  Darknesse  lie. 
'  In  the  original '  I ';  the  compositor  mistook  the  roman  numeral  I  for  a  pronoun 


Hesperides.  6  5 


On  himselfe. 

I  feare  no  Earthly  Powers ; 
But  care  for  crowns  of  flowers  : 
1  And  love  to  have  my  Beard 
With  Wine  and  Oile  besmear'd- 
This  day  He  drowne  all  sorrow ; 
Who  knowes  to  live  to  morrow  ? 


Upon  Pagget. 

Pagget,  a  School-boy,  got  a  Sword,  and  then 
He  vow'd  Destruction  both  to  Birch,  and  Men  : 
Who  wo'd  not  think  this  Yonker  fierce  to  fight  ? 
Yet  comming  home,  but  somewhat  late,  (last  night) 
Untrusse,  his  Master  bade  him ;  and  that  word 
Made  him  take  up  his  shirt,  lay  down  his  sword. 


A  Ring  presented  to  Julia. 

Julia.,  I  bring 

To  thee  this  Ring. 
Made  for  thy  finger  fit ; 

To  shew  by  this. 

That  our  love  is  s 

(Or  sho'd  be)  like  to  it. 

Close  though  it  be. 

The  joynt  is  free  : 
So  when  Love's  yoke  is  on, 

It  must  not  gall,  lo 

Or  fret  at  all 
With  hard  oppression. 

But  it  must  play 

Still  either  way ; 
And  be,  too,  such  a  yoke,  15 

As  not  too  wide. 

To  over-slide ; 
Or  be  so  strait  to  choak. 


66  M  Hesperides. 


So  we,  who  beare, 

This  beame,  must  reare  ao 

Our  selves  to  such  a  height  t 

As  that  the  stay 

Of  either  may 
Create  the  burden  light. 

And  as  this  round  »5 

Is  no  where  found 
To  flaw,  or  else  to  sever : 

So  let  our  love 

As  endless  prove ; 
And  pure  as  Gold  for  ever.  30 


To  the  Detracter. 

Where  others  love,  and  praise  my  Verses ;  still 

Thy  long-black-Thumb-nail  marks  'em  out  for  ill : 

A  fellon  take  it,  or  some  Whit-flaw  come 

For  to  unslate,  or  to  untile  that  thumb  ! 

But  cry  thee  Mercy :  Exercise  thy  nailes 

To  scratch  or  claw,  so  that  thy  tongue  not  railes  : 

Some  numbers  prurient  are,  and  some  of  these 

Are  wanton  with  their  itch  ;  scratch,  and  'twill  please. 


Upon  the  same. 

I  ask't  thee  oft,  what  Poets  thou  hast  read, 
And  lik'st  the  best  ?    Still  thou  reply'st.  The  dead. 
I  shall,  ere  long,  with  green  turfs  cover'd  be ; 
Then  sure  thou't  like,  or  thou  wilt  envie  me. 


/j 


ulia's  Petticoat. 

Thy  Azure  Robe,  I  did  behold. 

As  ayrie  as  the  leaves  of  gold ; 

Which  erring  here,  and  wandring  there, 

Pleas'd  with  transgression  ev'ry  where : 

Sometimes  'two'd  pant,  and  sigh,  and  heave, 

As  if  to  stir  it  scarce  had  leave : 


Hesperides.  6  7 

But  having  got  it ;  thereupon, 

'Two'd  make  a  brave  expansion. 

And  pounc't  with  Stars,  it  shew'd  to  me 

Like  a  Celestiall  Canopie,  lo 

Sometimes  'two'd  blaze,  and  then  abate, 

Like  to  a  flame  growne  moderate : 

Sometimes  away  'two'd  wildly  fling ; 

Then  to  thy  thighs  so  closely  cling. 

That  some  conceit  did  melt  me  downe,  15 

As  Lovers  fall  into  a  swoone  : 

And  all  confus'd,  I  there  did  lie 

Drown'd  in  Delights  j  but  co'd  not  die. 

That  Leading  Cloud,  I  follow'd  still, 

Hoping  t'ave  seene  of  it  my  fill ;  30 

But  ah  !  I  co'd  not :  sho'd  it  move 

To  Life  Eternal,  I  co'd  love. 


'to  Mustek. 

Begin  to  charme,  and  as  thou  stroak'st  mine  eares 
With  thy  enchantment,  melt  me  into  tears. 
Then  let  thy  active  hand  scu'd  o're  thy  Lyre  i 
And  inake'my  spirits  frantick  with  the  fire. 
That  done,  sink  down  into  a  silv'rie  straine ; 
And  make  me  smooth  as  Balme,  and  Oile  againe. 


Distrust. 

To  safe-guard  Man  from  wrongs,  there  nothing  must 
Be  truer  to  him,  then  a  wise  Distrust. 
And  to  thy  selfe  be  best  this  sentence  knowne, 
Heare  all  men  speak  ;  but  credit  few  or  none. 

^  i  Corinna's  going  a  Maying. 

Get  up,  get  up  for  shame,  the  Blooming  Mome 
"Upon  her  wings  presents  the  god  Unshome. 
See  how  Aurora  throwes  her  faire 
Fresh-quilted  colours  through  the  aire  : 
Get  up,  sweet-Slug-a-bed,  and  see 
The  Dew-bespangling  Herbe  and  Tree. 
F  2 


6  8  Hesperides. 


Each  Flower  has  wept,  and  bow'd  toward  the  East, 
Above  an  houre  since ;  yet  you  not  drest. 

Nay  !  not  so  much  as  out  of  bed  ? 

When  all  the  Birds  have  Mattens  seyd, 

And  sung  their  thankfull  Hymnes  :  'tis  sin, 

Nay,  profanation  to  keep  in, 
When  as  a  thousand  Virgins  on  this  day. 
Spring,  sooner  then  the  Lark,  to  fetch  in  May. 


Rise ;  and  put  on  your  Foliage,  and  be  scene  15 

To  come  forth,  like  the  Spring-time,  fresh  and  greene ; 

And  sweet  as  Flora.     Take  no  care 

For  Jewels  for  your  Gowne,  or  Haire  : 

Feare  not ;  the  leaves  will  strew 

Gemms  in  abundance  upon  you  :  20 

Besides,  the  childhood  of  the  Day  has  kept, 
Against  you  come,  some  Orient  Pearls  unwept ; 

Come,  and  receive  them  while  the  light 

Hangs  on  the  Dew-locks  of  the  night : 

And  Titan  on  the  Eastern  hill  25 

Retires  himselfe,  or  else  stands  still 
Till  you  come  forth.     Wash,  dresse,  be  briefe  in  praying : 
Few  Beads  are  best,  when  once  we  goe  a  Maying. 


Come,  my  Corinna,  come ;  and  comming,  marke 

How  each  field  turns  a  street ;  each  street  a  Parke  30 

Made  green,  and  trimm'd  with  trees :  see  how 

Devotion  gives  each  House  a  Bough, 

Or  Branch  :  Each  Porch,  each  doore,  ere  this. 

An  Arke  a  Tabernacle  is 
Made  up  of  white-thorn  neatly  enterwove ;  35 

As  if  here  were  those  cooler  shades  of  love. 

Can  such  delights  be  in  the  street, 

And  open  fields,  and  we  not  see't  ? 

Come',  we'll  abroad ;  and  let's  obay 

The  Proclamation  made  for  May :  40 

And  sin  no  more,  as  we  have  done,  by  staying ; 
But  my  Corinna,  come,  let's  goe  a  Maying. 


Hesperides.  69 

There's  not  a  budding  Boy,  or  Girle,  this  day, 
But  is  got  up,  and  gone  to  bring  in  May. 

A  deale  of  Youth,  ere  this,  is  come  45 

Back,  and  with  White-thorn  laden  home. 

Some  have  dispatcht  their  Cakes  and  Creame, 

Before  that  we  have  left  to  dreame  : 
And  some  have  wept,  and  woo'd,  and  plighted  Troth, 
And  chose  their  Priest,  ere  we  can  cast  oiif  sloth  :  50 

Many  a  green-gown  has  been  given ; 

Many  a  kisse,  both  odde  and  even : 

Many  a  glance  too  has  been  sent 

From  out  the  eye,  Loves  Firmament : 
Many  a  jest  told  of  the  Keyes  betraying  55 

This  night,  and  Locks  pickt,  yet  w'are  not  a  Maying. 

Come,  let  us  goe,  while  we  are  in  our  prime ; 
And  take  the  harmlesse  follie  of  the  time. 

We  shall  grow  old  apace,  and  die 

Before  we  know  our  liberty.  Go 

Our  life  is  short ;  and  our  dayes  run 

As  fast  away  as  do's  the  Sunne : 
And  as  a  vapour,  or  a  drop  of  raine 
Once  lost,  can  ne'r  be  found  againe  : 

So  when  or  you  or  I  are  made  65 

A  fable,  song,  or  fleeting  shade ; 

All  love,  all  liking,  all  delight 

Lies  drown'd  with  us  in  endlesse  night. 
Then  while  time  serves,  and  we  are  but  decaying ; 
Come,  my  Corinna,  come,  let's  goe  a  Maying.  70 

On  Julia's  breath. 

Breathe,  Julia,  breathe,  and  lie  protest. 

Nay  more,  He  deeply  sweare, 
That  all  the  Spices  of  the  East 

Are  circumfused  there. 

Upon  a  Child.     An  Epitaph. 

But  borne,  and  like  a  short  Delight, 
I  glided  by  my  Parents  sight. 
That  done,  the  harder  Fates  deny'd 
My  longer  stay,  and  so  I  dy'd. 


7  o  Hesperides. 

If  pittying  my  sad  Parents  Teares, 
You'l  spil  a  tear,  or  two  with  theirs  : 
And  with  some  flowrs  my  grave  bestrew, 
Love  and  they'l  thank  you  for't.    Adieu. 


A  Didhgue  betwixt  Horace  and  Lydia,  Translated 
Anno  1627.  and  set  by  Mr.  Ro:  Ramsey. 

Hor.  While,  Lydia,  I  was  lov'd  of  thee. 
Nor  any  was  preferr'd  'fore  me 
To  hug  thy  whitest  neck :  Then  I, 
The  Persian  King  liv'd  not  more  happily. 

Lyd.  While  thou  no  other  didst  affect,  5 

Nor  Cloe  was  of  more  respect ; 
Then  Lydia,  far-fam'd  Lydia, 
I  flourish't  more  then  Roman  Ilia. 

Hor,  Now  Thracian  Cloe  governs  me, 

SkilfuU  i'  th'  Harpe,  and  Melodic :  10 

For  whose  affection,  Lydia,  I 

(So  Fate  spares  her)  am  well  content  to  die. 

Lyd.  My  heart  now  set  on  fire  is 

By  Ornithes  sonne,  young  Calais ; 

For  whose  commutuall  flames  here  I  15 

(To  save  his  life)  twice  am  content  to  die. 

Hor.  Say  our  first  loves  we  sho'd  revoke. 
And  sever'd,  joyne  in  brazen  yoke : 
Admit  I  Cloe  put  away. 
And  love  againe  love-cast-off  Lydia  ?  20 

Lyd.  Though  mine  be  brighter  then  t,he  Star ; 
Thou  lighter  then  the  Cork  by  far : 
Rough  as  th'  Adratick  sea,  yet  I 
Will  live  with  thee,  or  else  for  thee  will  die. 


Hesperides.  7 1 


ne  capAv'd  Bee :  or, 
The  little  Flicker. 

As  Juh'a  once  a-slumb'ring  lay, 

It  chanc't  a  Bee  did  flie  that  way, 

(After  a  dew,  or  dew-like  shower) 

To  tipple  freely  in  a  flower. 

For  some  rich  flower,  he  took  the  lip  s 

Oi  Julia,  and  began  to  sip ; 

But  when  he  felt  he  suckt  from  thence 

Hony,  and  in  the  quintessence : 

He  drank  so  much  he  scarce  co'd  stir ; 

So  Julia  took  the  Pilferer.  i  o 

And  thus  surpriz'd  (as  Filchers  use) 

He  thus  began  himselfe  t'excuse : 

Sweet  Lady-Flower,  I  never  brought 

Hither  the  least  one  theeving  thought : 

But  taking  those  rare  lips  of  yours  15 

For  some  fresh,  fragrant,  luscious  flowers : 

I  thought  I  might  there  take  a  taste. 

Where  so  much  sirrop  ran  at  waste. 

Besides,  know  this,  I  never  sting 

The  flower  that  gives  me  nourishing  :  20 

But  with  a  kisse,  or  thanks,  doe  pay 

For  Honie,  that  I  beare  away. 

This  said,  he  laid  his  little  scrip 

Of  hony,  'fore  her  Ladiship  : 

And  told  her,  (as  some  tears  did  fall)  25 

That,  that  he  took,  and  that  was  all. 

At  which  she  smil'd ;  and  bade  him  goe 

And  take  his  bag  ;  but  thus  much  know. 

When  next  he  came  a  pilfring  so. 

He  sho'd  from  her  full  lips  derive,  30 

Hony  enough  to  fill  his  hive. 


Upon  Prig. 

Prig  now  drinks  Water,  who  before  drank  Beere : 
What's  now  the  cause  ?  we  know  the  case  is  cleere : 
Look  in  Pri^s  purse,  the  chev'rell  there  tells  you 
Prig  mony  wants,  either  to  buy,  or  brew. 


7  2  Hesperides. 

Upon  Batt. 

Bait  he  gets  children,  not  for  love  to  reare  'em ; 
But  out  of  hope  his  wife  might  die  to  beare  'em. 


An  Ode  to  Master  Endymion  Porter, 
upon  his  Brothers  death. 

Not  all  thy  flushing  Sunnes  are  set, 
Herrick,  as  yet : 
Nor  doth  this  far-drawn  Hemisphere 
Frown,  and  look  sullen  ev'ry  where. 
Dales  may  conclude  in  nights  ;  and  Suns  may  rest,  5 

As  dead,  within  the  West ; 
Yet  the  next  Morne,  re-guild  the  fragrant  East. 

Alas  for  me !  that  I  have  lost 

E'en  all  almost : 
Sunk  is  my  sight ;  set  is  my  Sun  ;  10 

And  all  the  loome  of  life  undone : 
The  staffe,  the  Elme,  the  prop,  the  shelt'ring  wall 

Whereon  my  Vine  did  crawle, 
Now,  now,  blowne  downe ;  needs  must  the  old  stock  fall. 

Yet,  Porter,  while  thou  keep'st  alive,  15 

In  death  I  thrive  : 
And  like  a  Phenix  re-aspire 
From  out  my  Narde,  and  Fun'rall  fire  : 
And  as  I  prune  my  feather'd  youth,  so  I 

Do    mar'l  hov/  I  co'd  die,  20 

When  I  had  Thee,  my  chiefe  Preserver,  by. 

I'm  up,  I'm  up,  and  blesse  that  hand, 

Which  makes  me  stand 
Now  as  I  doe ;  and  but  for  thee, 

I  must  confesse,  I  co'd  not  be.  25 

The  debt  is  paid  :  for  he  who  doth  resigne 

Thanks  to  the  gen'rous  Vine ; 
Invites  fresh  Grapes  to  fill  his  Presse  with  Wine. 


Hesperides.  y  3 

To  his  dying  Brother,  Master  William  Herrick. 

Life  of  my  life,  take  not  so  soone  thy  flight, 

But  stay  the  time  till  we  have  bade  Good  night. 

Thou  hast  both  Wind  and  Tide  with  thee ;  Thy  way 

As  soone  dispatcht  is  by  the  Night,  as  Day. 

Let  us  not  then  so  rudely  henceforth  goe  5 

Till  we  have  wept,  kist,  sigh't,  shook  hands,  or  so. 

There's  paine  in  parting ;  and  a  kind  of  hell, 

When  once  true-lovers  take  their  last  Fare-well. 

What  ?  shall  we  two  our  endlesse  leaves  take  here 

Without  a  sad  looke,  or  a  solemne  teare  ?  lo 

He  knowes  not  Love,  that  hath  not  this  truth  proved, 

Love  is  most  loth  to  leave  the  thing  beloved. 

Pay  we  our  Vowes,  and  goe ;  yet  when  we  part. 

Then,  even  then,  I  will  bequeath  my  heart 

Into  thy  loving  hands  :  For  He  keep  none  15 

To  warme  my  Breast,  when  thou  my  Pulse  art  gone. 

No,  here  He  last,  and  walk  (a  harmless  shade) 

About  this  Urne,  wherein  thy  Dust  is  laid. 

To  guard  it  so,  as  nothing  here  shall  be 

Heavy,  to  hurt  those  sacred  seeds  of  thee.  29 

The  Olive  Branch. 

Sadly  I  walk't  within  the  field, 

To  see  what  comfort  it  wo'd  yeeld : 

And  as  I  went  my  private  way, 

An  Olive-branch  before  me  lay : 

And  seeing  it,  I  made  a  stay.  6 

And  took  it  up,  and  view'd  it ;  then 

Kissing  the  Omen,  said  Amen : 

Be,  be  it  so,  and  let  this  be 

A  Divination  unto  me : 

That  in  short  time  my  woes  shall  cease ;  10 

And  Love  shall  crown  my  End  with  Peace. 

Upon  Much-more.     Epig. 

Much-more,  provides,  and  hoords  up  like  an  Ant ; 
Yet  Much-more  still  complains  he  is  in  want. 
Let  Much-more  justly  pay  his  tythes ;  then  try 
How  both  his  Meale  and  Oile  will  multiply. 


74  Hesperides. 

'To  Cherry-blossomes. 

Ye  may  simper,  blush,  and  smile, 
And  perfume  the  aire  a  while : 
But  (sweet  things)  ye  must  be  gone ; 
Fruit,  ye  know,  is  comming  on : 
Then,  Ah  !  Then,  where  is  your  grace, 
When  as  Cherries  come  in  place  ? 

How  Lillies  came  white. 

White  though  ye  be ;  yet,  Lillies,  know. 
From  the  first  ye  were  not  so : 

But  He  tell  ye 

What  befell  ye ; 
Cupid  and  his  Mother  lay 
In  a  Cloud ;  while  both  did  play. 
He  with  his  pretty  finger  prest 
The  ruble  niplet  of  her  breast ; 
Out  of  the  which,  the  creame  of  light. 

Like  to  a  Dew, 

Fell  downe  on  you. 

And  made  ye  white. 

To  Pansies. 

Ah,  cruell  Love  !  must  I  endure 
Thy  many  scorns,  and  find  no  cure  ? 
Say,  are  thy  medicines  made  to  be 
Helps  to  all  others,  but  to  me  ? 
He  leave  thee,  and  to  Pansies  come ; 
Comforts  you'l  afford  me  some : 
You  can  ease  my  heart,  and  doe 
What  Love  co'd  ne'r  be  brought  unto. 

On  Gelli-flowers  begotten. 

What  was't  that  fell  but  now 
From  that  warme  kisse  of  ours  ? 

Look,  look,  by  Love  I  vow 
They  were  two  Gelli-flowers. 

Let's  kisse,  and  kisse  agen ; 

For  if  so  be  our  closes 
Make  Gelli-flowers,  then 

I'm  sure  they'l  fashion  Roses, 

How  Lillies  came  tuhite.    See  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  7  5 


the  Lilly  in  a  Christal, 

You  have  beheld  a  smiling  jRose 

When  Virgins  hands  have  drawn 

O'r  it  a  Cobweb-Lawne  : 
And  here,  you  see,  this  Lilly  shows, 

Tomb'd  in  a  Christal  stone,  5 

More  faire  in  this  transparent  case, 

Then  when  it  grew  alone ; 

And  had  but  single  grace. 

You  see  how  Creame  but  naked  is  ; 

Nor  daunces  in  the  eye  lo 

Without  a  Strawberrie  : 
Or  some  fine  tincture,  like  to  this, 

Which  draws  the  sight  thereto, 
More  by  that  wantoning  with  it ; 

Then  when  the  paler  hieu  rs 

No  mixture  did  admit. 

You  see  how  Amber  through  the  streams 

More  gently  stroaks  the  sight, 

With  some  conceal'd  delight; 
Then  when  he  darts  his  radiant  beams  20 

Into  the  boundlesse  aire : 
Where  either  too  much  light  his  worth 

Doth  all  at  once  impaire, 

Or  set  it  little  forth. 

Put  Purple  Grapes,  or  Cherries  in-  25 

To  Glasse,  and  they  will  send 

More  beauty  to  commend 
Them,  from  that  cleane  and  subtile  skin, 

Then  if  they  naked  stood, 
And  had  no  other  pride  at  all,  30 

But  their  own  flesh  and  blood. 

And  tinctures  naturall. 

Thus  Lillie,  Rose,  Grape,  Cherry,  Creame, 

And  Straw-berry  do  stir 

More  love,  when  they  transfer  35 

A  weak,  a  soft,  a  broken  beame ; 

36  soft]  foft  164& :  misprint  for  foft  (soft) :  corr.  in  orig.  Errata  {seep.  4) 


7  6  Hesperides. 


Then  if  they  sho'd  discover 
At  full  their  proper  excellence ; 

Without  some  Scean  cast  over, 

To  juggle  with  the  sense.  4° 

Thus  let  this  Christal'd  Lillie  be 

A  Rule,  how  far  to  teach, 

Your  nakednesse  must  reach : 
And  that,  no  further,  then  we  see 

Those  glaring  colours  laid  45 

By  Arts  wise  hand,  but  to  this  end 

They  sho'd  obey  a  shade ; 

Lest  they  too  far  extend. 

So  though  y'are  white  as  Swan,  or  Snow, 

And  have  the  power  to  move  5° 

A  world  of  men  to  love  : 
Yet,  when  your  Lawns  &  Silks  shal  flow ; 

And  that  white  cloud  divide 
Into  a  doubtful  Twi-light ;  then. 

Then  will  your  hidden  Pride  55 

Raise  greater  fires  in  men. 

To  his  Booke. 

Like  to  a  Bride,  come  forth  my  Book,  at  last. 

With  all  thy  richest  jewels  over-cast : 

Say,  if  there  be  'mongst  many  jems  here  ;  one 

Deservelesse  of  the  name  of  Paragon  :  , 

Blush  not  at  all  for  that ;  since  we  have  set  5 

Some  Pearls  on  Queens,  that  have  been  counterfet. 


Upon  some  women. 

^h&a  who  wilt  not  love,  doe  this ; 
Learne  of  me  what  Woman  is. 
Something  made  of  thred  and  thrumme ; 
A  meere  Botch  of  all  and  some. 
Pieces,  patches,  ropes  of  haire ; 
In-laid  Garbage  ev'ry  where. 
Out-side  silk,  and  out-side  Lawne ; 
Sceanes  to  cheat  us  neatly  drawne. 


Hesperides.  7  7 

False  in  legs,  and  false  in  thighes ; 

False  in  breast,  teeth,  haire,  and  eyes  :  lo 

False  in  head,  and  false  enough ; 

Onely  true  in  shreds  and  stuffe. 

Supreme  fortune  falls  soonest. 

While  leanest  Beasts  in  Pastures  feed, 
The  fattest  Oxe  the  first  must  bleed. 

The  Welcome  to  Sack. 

So  soft  streams  meet,  so  springs  with  gladder  smiles 

Meet  after  long  divorcement  by  the  lies  : 

When  Love  (the  child  of  likenesse)  urgeth  on 

Their  Christal  natures  to  an  union. 

So  meet  stolne  kisses,  when  the  Moonie  nights  5 

Call  forth  fierce  Lovers  to  their  wisht  Delights  : 

So  Kings  dr*  Queens  meet,  when  Desire  convinces 

All  thoughts,  but  such  as  aime  at  getting  Princes, 

As  I  meet  thee.     Soule  of  my  life,  and  fame ! 

Eternall  Lamp  of  Love  !  whose  radiant  flame  10 

Out-glares  the  Heav'ns  *  Osiris;  and  thy  gleams      *  The  Sun. 

Out-shine  the  splendour  of  his  mid-day  beams. 

Welcome,  O  welcome  my  illustrious  Spouse  ; 

Welcome  as  are  the  ends  unto  my  Vowes  : 

I !  far  more  welcome  then  the  happy  soile,      '  15 

The  Sea-scourg'd  Merchant,  after  all  his  toile, 

Salutes  with  tears  of  joy ;  when  fires  betray 

The  smoakie  chimneys  of  his  Ithaca. 

Where  hast  thou  been  so  long  from  my  embraces, 

Poore  pittyed  Exile  ?    Tell  me,  did  thy  Graces  20 

Flie  discontented  hence,  and  for  a  time 

Did  rather  choose  to  blesse  another  clime  ? 

Or  went'st  thou  to  this  end,  the  more  to  move  me. 

By  thy  short  absence,  to  desire  and  love  thee  ? 

Why  frowns  my  Sweet  ?     Why  won't  my  Saint  confer  25 

Favours  on  me,  her  fierce  Idolater? 

Why  are  Those  Looks,  Those  Looks  the  which  have  been 

Time-past  so  fragrant,  sickly  now  drawn  in 

Like  a  dull  Twi-Hght?    Tell  me  ;  and  the  fault 

He  expiate  with  Sulphur,  Haire,  and  Salt :  30 

Tke  Welcome  to  Sack.     For  MS.  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


78 


Hesperides. 


And  with  the  Christal  humour  of  the  spring, 

Purge  hence  the  guilt,  and  kill  this  quarrelling. 

Wo't  thou  not  smile,  or  tell  me  what's  amisse  ? 

Have  I  been  cold  to  hug  thee,  too  remisse, 

Too  temp'rate  in  embracing  ?    Tell  me,  ha's  desire 

To  thee-ward  dy'd  i'th'embers,  and  no  fire 

Left  in  this  rak't-up  Ash-heap,  as  a  mark 

To  testifie  the  glowing  of  a  spark  ? 

Have  I  divorc't  thee  onely  to  combine 

In  hot  Adult'ry  with  another  Wine  ? 

True,  I  confesse  I  left  thee,  and  appeale 

'Twas  done  by  me,  more  to  confirme  my  zeale. 

And  double  my  affection  on  thee ;  as  doe  those, 

Whose  love  growes  more  enflam'd,  by  being  Foes. 

But  to  forsake  thee  ever,  co'd  there  be 

A  thought  of  such  like  possibilitie  ? 

When  thou  thy  selfe  dar'st  say,  thy  lies  shall  lack 

Grapes,  before  Herrick  leaves  Canarie  Sack. 

Thou  mak'st  me  ayrie,  active  to  be  born, 

Like  Iphyclus,  upon  the  tops  of  Corn. 

Thou  mak'st  me  nimble,  as  the  winged  bowers, 

To  dance  and  caper  on  the  heads  of  flowers. 

And  ride  the  Sun-beams.     Can  there  be  a  thing 

Under  the  heavenly  *Isis,  that  can  bring 

More  love  unto  my  life,  or  can  present 

My  Genius  with  a  fuller  blandishment  ? 

Illustrious  Idoll !  co'd  th'  Egyptians  seek 

Help  from  the  Garliek,  Onyon,  and  the  Leek, 

And  pay  no  vowes  to  thee  ?  who  Wast  their  best 

God,  and  far  more  transcendent  then  the  rest  ? 

Had  Cassius,  that  weak  Water-drinker,  known 

Thee  in  thy  Vine,  or  had  but  tasted  one 

Small  Chalice  of  thy  frantick  liquor ;  He 

As  the  wise  Cato  had  approv'd  of  thee. 

Had  not  *Joves  son,  that  brave  Tyrinthian  Swain, 

(Invited  to  the  Thesbian  banquet)  ta'ne 

Full  goblets  of  thy  gen'rous  blood  ;  his  spright 

Ne'r  had  kept  heat  for  fifty  Maids  that  night. 

Come,  come  and  kisse  me ;  Love  and  lust  commends 

Thee,  and  thy  beauties ;  kisse,  we  will  be  friends, 

Too  strong  for  Fate  to  break  us  :  Look  upon 

Me,  with  that  full  pride  of  complexion. 


35 


40 


45 


50 


*  The  Moon. 
55 


60 


*  Hercules. 
66 


?o 


Hesperides.  7  9 

As  Queenes,  meet  Queenes;  or  come  thou  unto  me, 

As  Cleopatra  came  to  Anthonie ; 

When  her  high  carriage  did  at  once  present  ii 

To  the  Triumvir,  Love  and  Wonderment. 

Swell  up  my  nerves  with  spirit ;  let  my  blood 

Run  through  my  veines,  like  to  a  hasty  flood. 

Fill  each  part  full  of  fire,  active  to  doe 

■yVTiat  thy  commanding  soule  shall  put  it  to.  80 

And  till  I  turne  Apostate  to  thy  love, 

Which  here  I  vow  to  serve,  doe  not  remove 

Thy  Fiers  from  me ;  but  Apollds  curse 

Blast  these-like  actions,  or  a  thing  that's  worse ; 

When  these  Circumstants  shall  but  live  to  see  85 

The  time  that  I  prevaricate  from  thee. 

Call  me  The  sonne  of  Beere,  and  then  confine 

Me  to  the  Tap,  the  Tost,  the  Turfe ;  Let  Wine 

Ne'r  shine  upon  me ;  May  my  Numbers  all 

Run  to  a  sudden  Death,  and  Funerall.  90 

And  last,  when  thee  (deare  Spouse)  I  disavow, 

Ne'r  may  Prophetique  Daphne  crown  my  Brow. 

Impossibilities  to  his  friend. 

My  faithfu^  friend,  if  you  can  see 

The  Fruit  to  grow  up,  or  the  Tree  : 

If  you  can  see  the  colour  come 

Into  the  blushing  Peare,  or  Plum  : 

If  you  can  see  the  water  grow  3 

To  cakes  of  Ice,  or  flakes  of  Snow  : 

If  you  can  see,  that  drop  of  raine 

Lost  in  the  wild  sea,  once  againe  : 

If  you  can  see,  how  Dreams  do  creep 

Into  the  Brain  by  easie  sleep :  10 

Then  there  is  hope  that  you  may  see 

Her  love  me  once,  who  now  hates  me. 

Upon  Luggs.     ^pig- 

Liiggs,  by  the  Condemnation  of  the  Bench, 
Was  lately  whipt  for  lying  with  a  Wench. 
Thus  Paines  and  Pleasures  turne  by  turne  succeed : 
He  smarts  at  last,  who  do's  not  first  take  heed. 


8  o  Hesperides. 

Upon  Gubbs.     Epig. 

Gubbs  call's  his  children  Kitlings :  and  wo'd  bound 
(Some  say)  for  joy,  to  see  those  Kitlings  drown'd. 


7*0  live  merrily y  and  to  trust  to  Good  Verses. 

Now  is  the  time  for  mirth, 

Nor  cheek,  or  tongue  be  dumbe : 
For  with  the  flowrie  earth. 

The  golden  pomp  is  come. 

The  golden  Pomp  is  come ;  5 

For  now  each  tree  do's  weare 
(Made  of  her  Pap  and  Gum) 

Rich  beads  of  Amber  here.  ^ 

Now  raignes  the  Rose,  and  now 

Th'  Arabian  Dew  besmears  10 

My  uncontrolled  brow. 

And  my  retorted  haires. 

Homer,  this  Health  to  thee, 

In  Sack  of  such  a  kind, 
That  it  wo'd  make  thee  see,  15 

Though  thou  wert  ne'r  so  blind. 

Next,  Vir^l,  He  call  forth. 

To  pledge  this  second  Health 
In  Wine,  whose  each  cup's  worth 

An  Indian  Common-wealth.  ao 

A  Goblet  next  He  drink 

To  Ovid;  and  suppose, 
Made  he  the  pledge,  he'd  think 

The  world  had  all  one  Nose. 

Then  this  immensive  cup  a, 

Of  Aromatike  wine, 
Catullus,  I  quaffe  up 

To  that  Terce  Muse  of  thine. 

To  live  merrily,  &c.     3  the  flowrie]  flowrie  164& :  omission  of  tlie  noted  in 
orig.  Errata  (see  p.  4) 


Hesperides.  8 1 

Wild  I  am  now  with  heat ; 

O  Bacchus  1  coole  thy  Raies  !  30 

Or  frantick  I  shall  eate 

Thy  Thyrse,  and  bite  the  Bayes. 

Round,  round,  the  roof  do's  run  ; 

And  being  ravisht  thus. 
Come,  I  will  drink  a  Tun  35 

To  my  Propertius. 

Now,  to  TibuUus,  next, 

This  flood  I  drink  to  thee  : 
But  stay;  I  see  a  Text, 

That  this  presents  to  me.  40 

Behold,  TibuUus  lies 

Here  burnt,  whose  smal  return 
Of  ashes,  scarce  suffice 

To  fill  a  little  Urne. 

Trust  to  good  Verses  then  ;  ^s 

They  onely  will  aspire, 
When  Pyramids,  as  men. 

Are  lost,  i'th'funerall  fire. 

And  when  all  Bodies  meet 

In  Lethe  to  be  drown'd  ;  50 

Then  onely  Numbers  sweet. 
With  endless  life  are  crown'd. 


Faire  dayes  :  or,  Dawnes  deceitfull. 

Faire  was  the  Dawne ;  and  but  e'ne  now  the  Skies 

Shew'd  like  to  Creame,  enspir'd  with  Strawberries  : 

But  on  a  sudden,  all  was  chang'd  and  gone 

That  smil'd  in  that  first-sweet  complexion. 

Then  Thunder-claps  and  Lightning  did  conspire  5 

To  teare  the  world,  or  set  it  all  on  fire. 

What  trust  to  things  below,  when  as  we  see. 

As  Men,  the  Heavens  have  their  Hypocrisie  ? 

Faire  dayes:  &c.    7  things  below,]  things,  below  164&  {an  evident  mis- 
punctuation) 


10 


8  2  Hesperides. 


Lips  'Tongueksse. 

For  my  part,  I  never  care 
For  those  lips,  that  tongue-ty'd  are  : 
Tell-tales  I  wo'd  have  them  be 
Of  my  Mistresse,  and  of  me. 
Let  them  prattle  how  that  I 
Sometimes  freeze,  and  sometimes  frie  ; 
Let  them  tell  how  she  doth  move 
Fore-  or  backward  in  her  love : 
Let  them  speak  by  gentle  tones. 
One  and  th'others  passions : 
How  we  watch,  and  seldome  sleep ; 
How  by  Willowes  we  doe  weep : 
How  by  stealth  we  meet,  and  then 
Kisse,  and  sigh,  so  part  agen. 
This  the  lips  we  will  permit 
For  to  tell,  not  publish  it. 


To  the  Fever,  not  to  trouble  Julia. 

Th'ast  dar'd  too  farre ;  but  Furie  now  forbeare 

To  give  the  least  disturbance  to  her  haire  : 

But  lesse  presume  to  lay  a  Plait  upon 

Her  skins  most  smooth,  and  cleare  expansion. 

'Tis  like  a  Lawnie-Firmament  as  yet 

Quite  dispossest  of  either  fray,  or  fret. 

Come  thou  not  neere  that  Filmne  so  finely  spred, 

Where  no  one  piece  is  yet  unlevelled. 

This  if  thou  dost,  woe  to  thee  Furie,  woe, 

He  send  such  Frost,  such  Haile,  such  Sleet,  and  Snow, 

Such  Flesh-quakes,  Palsies,  and  such  fears  as  shall 

Dead  thee  to  th'  most,  if  not  destroy  thee  all. 

And  thou  a  thousand  thousand  times  shalt  be 

More  shak't  thy  selfe,  then  she  is  scorch't  by  thee. 


To  the  Fever,  Sec.    ii  Flesh-quakes,]  fears,  quakes,  Hazlitt,  Grosar.',  &=€. 
fears]  Heates  1648 :  corr.  in  orig.  Errata  {see  p.  4) 


Hesperides.  8  3 


To  Violets. 

1.  Welcome  Maids  of  Honour, 

You  doe  bring 
In  the  Spring ; 
And  wait  upon  her. 

2.  She  has  Virgins  many,  5 

Fresh  and  faire ; 
Yet  you  are 
More  sweet  then  any. 

3.  Y'are  the  Maiden  Posies, 

And  so  grac't,  10 

To  be  plac't, 
'Fore  Damask  Roses. 

4.  Yet  though  thus  respected, 

By  and  by 

Ye  doe  lie,  15 

Poore  Girles,  neglected. 


Upon  Bunce.     Epig. 

Mony  thou  ow'st  me ;  Prethee  fix  a  day 
For  payment  promis'd,  though  thou  never  pay  : 
Let  it  be  Doomes-day ;  nay,  take  longer  scope ; 
Pay  when  th'art  honest ;  let  me  have  some  hope. 


To  Carnations.     A  Song. 

1.  Stay  while  ye  will,  or  goe ; 

And  leave  no  scent  behind  ye : 
Yet  trust  me,  I  shall  know 
The  place,  where  I  may  find  ye. 

2.  Within  my  Lucia's  cheek, 

(Whose  Livery  ye  weare) 
Play  ye  at  Hide  or  Seek, 
I'm  sure  to  find  ye  there. 

G  2 


84  Hesperides. 

'To  the  Virgins,  to  make  much  of  Time. 

1.  Gather  ye  Rose-buds  while  ye  may, 

Old  Time  is  still  a  flying : 
And  this  same  flower  that  smiles  to  day, 
To  morrow  will  be  dying. 

2.  The  glorious  Lamp  of  Heaven,  the  Sun,  5 

The  higher  he's  a  getting ; 
The  sooner  will  his  Race  be  run, 
And  neerer  he's  to  Setting. 

3.  That  Age  is  best,  which  is  the  first, 

When  Youth  and  Blood  are  warmer ;  10 

But  being  spent,  the  worse,  and  worst 
Times,  still  succeed  the  former. 

4.  Then  be  not  coy,  but  use  your  time  ; 

And  while  ye  may,  goe  marry : 
For  having  lost  but  once  your  prime,  15 

You  may  for  ever  tarry. 

Safety  to  look  to  ones  selfe. 
For  my  neighbour  lie  not  know, 
Whether  high  he  builds  or  no : 
Onely  this  He  look  upon, 
Firm  be  my  foundation. 

Sound,  or  unsound,  let  it  be ;  5 

'Tis  the  lot  ordain'd  for  me. 
He  who  to  the  ground  do's  fall. 
Has  not  whence  to  sink  at  all. 

To  his  Friend,  on  the  untuneabk  Times. 
Play  I  co'd  once  ;  but  (gentle  friend)  you  see 
My  Harp  hung  up,  here  on  the  Willow  tree. 
Sing  I  co'd  once  ;  and  bravely  too  enspire 
(With  luscious  Numbers)  my  melodious  Lyre. 
Draw  I  co'd  once  (although  not  stocks  or  stones,  5 

Amphion-Y\k&)  men  made  of  flesh  and  bones. 
Whether  I  wo'd ;  but  (ah  !)  I  know  not  how, 
I  feele  in  me,  this  transmutation  now. 
Griefe,  (my  deare  friend)  ha?  first  my  Harp  unstrung ; 
Wither'd  my  hand,  and  palsie-struck  my  tongue.  lo 

To  the  Virgins,  &c.    For  variants,  &c.,  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  8  5 

His  Poetrie  Ms  Pillar. 

1.  Onely  a  little  more 

I  have  to  write, 
Then  He  give  o're, 
And  bid  the  world  Good-night. 

2.  'Tis  but  a  flying  minute,  5 

That  I  must  stay, 
Or  linger  in  it ; 
And  then  I  must  away. 

3.  O  time  that  cut'st  down  all ! 

And  scarce  leav'st  here  10 

Memoriall 
Of  any  men  that  were. 

4.  How  many  lye  forgot 

In  Vaults  beneath  ? 

And  piece-meale  rot  15 

Without  a  fame  in  death  ? 

5.  Behold  this  living  stone, 

I  reare  for  me, 
Ne'r  to  be  thrown 
Downe,  envious  Time  by  thee.  20 

6.  Pillars  let  some  set  up, 

(If  so  they  please) 
Here  is  my  hope. 
And  my  Pyramides. 

Safety  on  the  Shore. 

What  though  the  sea  be  calme  ?    Trust  to  the  shore : 
Ships  have  been  drown'd,  where  late  they  danc't  before. 

A  Pastorall  upon  the  birth  of  Prince  Charles, 

Presented  to  the  King,  and  Set  by 
Mr.  Nic:  Laniere. 

The  Speakers,  Mirtillo,  Amintas,  and  Amarillis. 
Amin.  Good  day,  Mirtillo.    Mirt.  And  to  you  no  lesse  : 
And  all  faire  Signs  lead  on  our  Shepardesse. 
Amar.  With  all  white  luck  to  you.    Mirt.  But  say.  What  news 
Stirs  in  our  Sheep-walk?    Amin.  None,  save  that  my  Ewes, 


8  6  Hesperides. 


My  Weathers,  Lambes,  and  wanton  Kids  are  well,  5 

Smooth,  faire,  and  fat ;  none  better  I  can  tell : 

Or  that  this  day  Menalchas  keeps  a  feast 

For  his  Sheep-shearers.     Mir.  True,  these  are  the  least. 

But  dear  Amintas,  and  sweet  AmarilKs, 

Rest  but  a  while  here,  by  this  bank  of  Lillies,  lo 

And  lend  a  gentle  eare  to  one  report 

The  Country  has.    Amint.  From  whence?  Amar.  From  whence? 

Mir.  The  Court. 
Three  dayes  before  the  shutting  in  of  May, 
(With  whitest  Wool  be  ever  crown'd  that  day !) 
To  all  our  joy,  a  sweet-fac'l  child  was  borne,  15 

More  tender  then  the  childhood  of  the  Morne. 
Chor.  Pan  pipe  to  him,  and  bleats  of  lambs  and  sheep. 
Let  Lullaby  the  pretty  Prince  asleep  ! 
Mirt.  And  that  his  birth  sho'd  be  more  singular. 
At  Noone  of  Day,  was  scene  a  silver  Star,  so 

Bright  as  the  Wise-men's  Torch,  which  guided  them 
To  Gods  sweet  Babe,  when  borne  at  Bethlehem ; 
While  Golden  Angels  (some  have  told  to  me) 
Sung  out  his  Birth  with  Heav'nly  Minstralsie. 
Amint.  O  rare !  But  is't  a  trespasse  if  we  three  ss 

Sho'd  wend  along  his  Baby-ship  to  see  ? 
Mir.  Not  so,  not  so.     Chor.  But  if  it  chance  to  prove 
At  most  a  fault,  'tis  but  a  fault  of  love. 
Amar.  But  deare  Mirtillo,  I  have  heard  it  told. 
Those  learned  men  brought  Incense,  Myrrhe,  and  Gold,  30 

From  Countries  far^  with  Store  of  Spices,  (sweet) 
And  laid  them  downe  for  Oifrings  at  his  feet. 
Mirt.  'Tis  true  indeed ;  and  each  of  us  will  bring 
Unto  our  smiling,  and  our  blooming  King, 

A  neat,  though  not  so  great  an  Offering.  35 

Amar.  A  Garland  for  my  Gift  shall  be 
Of  flowers,  ne'r  suckt  by  th'  theeving  Bee  : 
And  all  most  sweet ;  yet  all  lesse  sweet  then  he. 
Amint.  And  I  will  beare  along  with  you 

Leaves  dropping  downe  the  honyed  dew,  ^o 

With  oaten  pipes,  as  sweet,  as  new. 
Mirt.  And  I  a  Sheep-hook  will  bestow. 
To  have  his  little  King-ship  know, 
As  he  is  Prince,  he's  Shepherd  too. 
Chor.  Come  let's  away,  and  quickly  let's  be  drest,  4, 


Hesperides.  8  7 

And  quickly  give,  The  swiftest  Grace  is  best. 
And  when  before  him  we  have  laid  our  treasures, 
We'll  blesse  the  Babe,  Then  back  to  Countrie  pleasures. 


To  the  Lark. 

Good  speed,  for  I  this  day 
Betimes  my  Mattens  say : 

Because  I  doe 

Begin  to  wooe : 

Sweet  singing  Lark,  5 

Be  thou  the  Clark, 

And  know  thy  when 

To  say,  Amen. 

And  if  I  prove 

Blest  in  my  love  ;  i  o 

Then  thou  shalt  be 

High-Priest  to  me. 

At  my  returne. 

To  Incense  burne ; 
And  so  to  solemnize  15 

Love's,  and  my  Sacrifice. 


The  Bubble.     A  Song. 

To  my  revenge,  and  to  her  desp'rate  feares, 
Flie  thou  made  Bubble  of  my  sighs,  and  tears. 
In  the  wild  aire,  when  thou  hast  rowl'd  about, 
And  (like  a  blasting  Planet)  found  her  out ; 
Stoop,  mount,  passe  by  to  take  her  eye,  then  glare 
Like  to  a  dreadfull  Comet  in  the  Aire : 
Next,  when  thou  dost  perceive  her  fixed  sight, 
For  thy  revenge  to  be  most  opposite  j 
Then  like  a  Globe,  or  Ball  of  Wild-fire,  flie, 
And  break  thy  self  in  shivers  on  her  eye. 


A  Meditation  for  his  Mistresse. 

I.  You  are  a  Tulip  seen  to  day, 
But  (Dearest)  of  so  short  a  stay ; 
That  where  you  grew,  scarce  man  can  say. 


8  8  Hesperides. 


2.  You  are  a  \o\&\y  July-flower, 

Yet  one  rude  wind,  or  ruffling  shower,  5 

Will  force  you  hence,  (and  in  an  houre.) 

3.  You  are  a  sparkling  Hose  i'th'bud. 
Yet  lost,  ere  that  chast  flesh  and  blood 
Can  shew  where  you  or  grew,  or  stood. 

4.  You  are  a  full-spread  faire-set  Vine,  10 
And  can  with  Tendrills  love  intwine, 

Yet  dry'd,  ere  you  distill  your  Wine. 

5.  You  are  like  Balme  inclosed  (well) 
In  Amber,  or  some  Chrystall  shell. 

Yet  lost  ere  you  transfuse  your  smell.  15 

6.  You  are  a  dainty  Violet,  ■ 

Yet  wither'd,  ere  you  can  be  set 
Within  the  Virgins  Coronet. 

7.  You  are  the  Queen  all  flowers  among. 

But  die  you  must  (faire  Maid)  ere  long,  ao 

As  He,  the  maker  of  this  Song. 

The  bleeding  hand :  or,  The  sprig  of 
Eglantine  given  to  a  maid. 

From  this  bleeding  hand  of  mine, 

Take  this  sprig  of  Eglantine. 

Which  (though  sweet  unto  your  smell) 

Yet  the  fretfuU  bryar  will  tell. 

He  who  plucks  the  sweets  shall  prove  5 

Many  thorns  to  be  in  Love. 

Lyrickfor  Legacies. 

Gold  I've  none,  for  use  or  show. 

Neither  Silver  to  bestow 

At  njy  death  ;  but  thus  much  know, 

That  each  Lyrick  here  shall  be 

Of  my  love  a  Legaeie,  j 

Left  to  all  posterity. 

Gentle  friends,  then  doe  but  please, 

To  accept  such  coynes  as  these ; 

As  my  last  Remembrances. 


Hesperides.  8  9 

A  Dirge  upon  the  Death  of  the  Right  Valiant 
Lordy  Bernard  Stuart. 

1.  Hence,  hence,  profane  ;  soft  silence  let  us  have  j 
While  we  this  Treniall  sing  about  thy  Grave. 

2.  Had  Wolves  or  Tigers  seen  but  thee. 
They  wo'd  have  shew'd  civility ; 

And  in  compassion  of  thy  yeeres,  S 

Washt  those  thy  purple  wounds  with  tears. 
But  since  th'art  slaine ;  and  in  thy  fall, 
The  drooping  Kingdome  suffers  all. , 

Chor.         This  we  will  doe  j  we'll  daily  come 

And  offer  Tears  upon  thy  Tomb :  lo 

And  if  that  they  will  not  suffice. 
Thou  shalt  have  soules  for  sacrifice. 

Sleepe  in  thy  peace,  while  we  with  spice  perfume  thee, 
And  Cedar  wash  thee,  that  no  times  consume  thee. 

3.  Live,  live  thou  dost,  and  shalt;  for  why?  15 
Soules  doe  not  with  their  bodies  die : 

Ignoble  off-springs,  they  may  fall 

Into  the  flames  of  Funerall : 

When  as  the  chosen  seed  shall  spring 

Fresh,  and  for  ever  flourishing.  20 

Cho.  And  times  to  come  shall,  weeping,  read  thy  glory, 
Lesse  in  these  Marble  stones,  then  in  thy  story. 

7b  Perenna,  a  Mistresse. 

Deare  Perenna,  prethee  come, 
And  with  Smanagedx&%'&&  my  Tomb  : 
Adde  a  Cypresse-s^n%  thereto, 
With  a  teare ;  and  so  Adieu. 

Great  l>dast,  small  rest. 

Of  Flanks  and  Chines  of  Beefe  doth  Gorrell  boast 
He  has  at  home ;  but  who  tasts  boil'd  or  rost  ? 
Look  in  his  Brine-tub,  and  you  shall  find  there 
Two  stiffe-blew-Pigs-feet,  and  a  sow's  cleft  eare. 


go  Hesperides. 


Upon  a  Bleare-efd  woman. 

Wither'd  with  yeeres,  and  bed-rid  Mumma  lyes ; 
Dry-rosted  all,  but  raw  yet  in  her  eyes. 

The  Fairie  Temple  :  or,  Oberons  Chappell. 

Dedicated  to  Mr.  John  Merrifield, 

Counsellor  at  Law. 

Rare  Temples  thou  hast  seen,  I  know, 
And  rich  for  in  and  outward  show : 
Survey  this  Chappell,  built,  alone, 
Without  or  Lime,  or  Wood,  or  Stone : 
Then  say,  if  one  th'ast  seene  more  fine 
Then  this,  the  Fairies  once,  now  Thine. 


The  Temple. 

A  way  enchac't  with  glasse  &  beads 

There  is,  that  to  the  Chappel  leads  : 

Whose  structure  (for  his  holy  rest) 

Is  here  the  Halcioris  curious  nest : 

Into  the  which  who  looks  shall  see 

His  Temple  of  Idolatry  : 

Where  he  of  God-heads  has  such  store. 

As  Rome^s  Pantheon  had  not  more. 

His  house  of  Rimmon,  this  he  calls. 

Girt  with  small  bones,  instead  of  walls. 

First,  in  a  Neech,  more  black  than  jet. 

His  Idol-Cricket  there  is  set : 

Then  in  a  Polisht  Ovall  by 

There  stands  his  Idol-Beetle-flie : 

Next  in  an  Arch,  akin  to  this, 

His  Idol-Canker  seated  is  : 

Then  in  a  Round,  is  plac't  by  these. 

His  golden  god,  Cantharides. 

So  that  where  ere  ye  look,  ye  see. 

No  Capitoll,  no  Cornish  free. 

Or  Freeze,  from  this  fine  Fripperie, 


Hesperides,  9 1 

Now  this  the  Fairies  wo'd  have  known, 

Theirs  is  a  mixt  Religion. 

And  some  have  heard  the  Elves  it  call 

Part  Pagan,  part  Papisticall,  35 

If  unto  me  all  Tongues  were  granted, 

I  co'd  not  speak  the  Saints  here  painted., 

Saint  Tit,  Saint  Nit,  Saint  Is,  Saint  Itis, 

Who  'gainst  Mabs-state  plac't  here  right  is. 

Saint  Will  o'th'  Wispe  (of  no  great  bignes)  30 

But  alias  call'd  here  Fatuus  ignis. 

Saint  Frip,  Saint  Trip,  Saint  Fill,  S.  Fillie, 

Neither  those  other-Saint-ships  will  I 

Here  goe  about  for  to  recite 

Their  number  (almost)  infinite,  35 

Which  one  by  one  here  set  downe  are 

In  this  most  curious  Calendar. 

First,  at  the  entrance  of  the  gate, 

A  little-Puppet-Priest  doth  wait. 

Who  squeaks  to  all  the  commers  there,  40 

Favour  your  tongues,  who  enter  here. 

Pure  hands  bring  hither,  without  staine. 

A  second  pules,  Hence,  hence,  profane. 

Hard  by,  i'th'shell  of  halfe  a  nut. 

The  Holy-water  there  is  put :  45 

A  little  brush  of  Squirrils  haires, 

(Compos'd  of  odde,  not  even  paires) 

Stands  in  the  Platter,  or  close  by. 

To  purge  the  Fairie  Family. 

Neere  to  the  Altar  stands  the  Priest,  50 

There  oiFring  up  the  Holy-Grist : 

Ducking  in  Mood,  and  perfect  Tense, 

With  (much-good-do't  him)  reverence. 

The  Altar  is  not  here  foure-square. 

Nor  in  a  forme  Triangular ;  55 

Nor  made  of  glasse,  or  wood,  or  stone. 

But  of  a  little  Transverce  bone ; 

Which  boyes,  and  Bruckel'd  children  call 

(Playing  for  Points  and  Pins)  Cockall. 

Whose  Linnen-Drapery  is  a  thin  60 

Subtile  and  ductile  Codlin's  skin ; 

Which  o're  the.  board  is  smoothly  spred. 

With  little  Seale-work  Damasked. 


9  2  Hesperides. 


The  Fringe  that  circumbinds  ft  too, 

Is  Spangle-work  of  trembling  dew,  H 

Which,  gently  gleaming,  makes  a  show, 

Like  Frost-work  glitt'ring  on  the  Snow. 

Upon  this  fetuous  board  doth  stand 

Something  for  Shew-bread,  eind  at  hand 

(Just  in  the  middle  of  the  Altar)  70 

Upon  an  end,  the  Fairk-Psalter, 

Grac't  with  the  Trout-flies  curious  wings, 

Which  serve  for  watched  Ribbanings. 

Now,  we  must  know,  the  Elves  are  led 

Right  by  the  Rubrick,  which  they  read.  75 

And  if  Report  of  them  be  true, 

They  have  their  Text  for  what  they  doe ; 

I,  and  their  Book  of  Canons  too. 

And,  as  Sir  Thomas  Parson  tells, 

They  have  their  Book  of  Articles  :  80 

And  if  that  Fairie  Knight  not  lies, 

They  have  their  Book  of  Homilies  : 

And  other  Scriptures,  that  designe 

A  short,  but  righteous  discipline. 

The  Bason  stands  the  board  upon  85 

To  take  the  Free-Oblation  ; 

A  little  Pin-dust ; .  which  they  hold 

More  precious,  then  we  prize  our  gold : 

Which  charity  they  give  to  many 

Poore  of  the  Parish,  (if  there's  any)  90 

Upon  the  ends  of  these  neat  Railes 

(Hatcht,  with  the  Silver-light  of  snails^ 

The  Elves,  in  formall  manner,  fix 

Two  pure,  and  holy  Candlesticks : 

In  either  which  a  small  tall  bent  95 

Burns  for  the  Altars  ornament. 

For  sanctity,  they  have,  to  these, 

Their  curious  Copes  and  Surplices 

Of  cleanest  Cobweb,  hanging  by 

In  their  Religious  Vesterie.  100 

They  have  their  Ash-^ans,  &  their  Brooms 

To  purge  the  Chappel  and  the  rooms : 

Their  many  mumbling  Masse-friests  here. 

And  many  a  dapper  Chorister. 

There  ush'ring  Vergers,  here  likewise,  105 


Hesperides.  9  3 

Their  Canons,  and  their  Chaunteries : 

Of  Cloyster-Monks  they  have  enow, 

I,  and  their  Abby-Lubbers  too  : 

And  if  their  Legend  doe  not  lye, 

They  much  affect  the  Papacie :  i  lo 

And  since  the  last  is  dead,  there's  hope, 

Elve  Boniface  shall  next  be  Pope. 

They  have  their  Cups  and  Chalices ; 

Their  Pardons  and  Indulgences : 

Their  Beads  of  Nits,  Bels,  Books,  &  Wax  115 

Candles  (forsooth)  and  other  knacks  : 

Their  Holy  Oyle,  their  Fasting-Spittle ; 

Their  sacred  Salt  here,  (not  a  little.) 

Dry  chips,  old  shooes,  rags,  grease,  &  bones ; 

Beside  their  Fumigations,  120 

To  drive  the  Devill  from  the  Cod-piece 

Of  the  Fryar,  (of  work  an  odde-piece.) 

Many  a  trifle  too,  and  trinket, 

And  for  what  use,  scarce  man  wo'd  think  it. 

Next,  then,  upon  the  Chanters  %\di&  is5 

An  Apples-core  is  hung  up  dry'd, 

With  ratling  Kirnils,  which  is  rung 

To  call  to  Morn,  and  Even-Song. 

The  Saint,  to  which  the  most  he  prayes 

And  offers  Incense  Nights  and  dayes,  130 

The  Lady  of  the  Lobster  is, 

Whose  foot-pace  he  doth  stroak  and  kisse  : 

And,  humbly,  chives  of  Saffron  brings. 

For  his  most  cheerfuU  offerings. 

When,  after  these,  h'as  paid  his  vows,  135 

He  lowly  to  the  Altar  bows : 

And  then  he  dons  the  Silk-worms  shed, 

(Like  a  Turks  Turbant  on  his  head) 

And  reverently  departeth  thence. 

Hid  in  a  cloud  of  Frankincense :  140 

And  by  the  glow-worms  light  wel  guided. 

Goes  to  the  Feast  that's  now  provided. 


94  Hesperides. 


'To  Mistresse  Katherine  Bradshaw,  the  lovely, 
that  crowned  him  with  Laurel. 

My  Muse  in  Meads  has  spent  her  many  houres, 

Sitting,  and  sorting  severall  sorts  of  flowers, 

To  make  for  others  garlands ;  and  to  set 

On  many  a  head  here,  many  a  Coronet : 

But,  amongst  All  encircled  here,  not  one 

Gave  her  a  day  of  Coronation ; 

Till  you  (sweet  Mistresse)  came  and  enterwove 

A  Laurel  for  her,  (ever  young  as  love) 

You  first  of  all  crown'd  her ;  she  must  of  due. 

Render  for  that,  a  crowne  of  life  to  you. 


The  Plaudite,  or  end  of  life. 

If  after  rude  and  boystrous  seas, 
My  wearyed  Pinnace  here  finds  ease  : 
If  so  it  be  I've  gain'd  the  shore 
With  safety  of  a  faithful  Ore : 
If  having  run  my  Barque  on  ground. 
Ye  see  the  aged  Vessell  crown'd : 
What's  to  be  done  ?  but  on  the  Sands 
Ye  dance,  and  sing,  and  now  clap  hands. 
The  first  Act's  doubtfuU,  (but  we  say) 
It  is  the  last  commends  the  Play. 


To  the  most  vertuous  Mistresse  Pot, 
who  many  times  entertained  him. 

When  I  through  all  my  many  Poems  look. 
And  see  your  selfe  to  beautifie  my  Book  ; 
Me  thinks  that  onely  lustre  doth  appeare 
A  Light  ful-filling  all  the  Region  here. 
Guild  still  with  flames  this  Firmament,  and  be 
A  Lamp  Eternall  to  my  Poetrie. 
Which  if  it  now,  or  shall  hereafter  shine, 
'Twas  by  your  splendour  (Lady)  not  by  mine. 
The  Oile  was  yours ;  and  that  I  owe  for  yet : 
Hepayes  the  halfe,  who  ids  confesse  the  Debt. 


Hesperides.  9  5 

To  MusiquBj  to  becalme  his  Fever. 

1.  Charm  me  asleep,  and  melt  me  so 

With  thy  Delicious  Numbers ; 
That  being  ravisht,  hence  I  goe 
Away  in  easie  slumbers. 

Ease  my  sick  head,  j 

And  make  my  bed. 
Thou  Power  that  canst  sever 
From  me  this  ill : 
And  quickly  still : 

Though  thou  not  kill  lo 

My  Fever. 

2.  Thou  sweetly  canst  convert  the  same 

From  a  consuming  fire. 
Into  a  gentle-licking  flame, 

And  make  it  thus  expire.  15 

Then  make  me  weep 
My  paines  asleep ; 
And  give  me  such  reposes, 
That  I,  poore  I, 

May  think,  thereby,  20 

I  live  and  die 

'Mongst  Roses. 

3.  Fall  on  me  like  a  silent  dew. 

Or  like  those  Maiden  showrs, 
Which,  by  the  peepe  of  day,  doe  strew  25 

A  Baptime  o're  the  flowers. 
Melt,  melt  my  paines. 
With  thy  soft  straines ; 
That  having  ease  me  given. 

With  full  delight,  30 

I  leave  this  light ; 
And  take  my  flight 
For  Heaven. 

Upon  a  Gentlewoman  with  a  sweet  Voice. 

So  long  you  did  not  sing,  or  touch  your  Lute, 
We  knew  'twas  Flesh  and  Blood,  that  there  sate  mute. 
But  when  your  Playing,  and  your  Voice  came  in, 
'Twas  no  more  you  then,  but  a  Cherubin, 


96  Hesperides. 


Upon  Cupid. 

As  lately  I  a  Garland  bound, 
'Mongst  Roses,  I  there  Cupid  found  : 
I  took  him,  put  him  in  my  cup, 
And  drunk  with  Wine,  I  drank  him  up. 
Hence  then  it  is,  that  my  poore  brest 
Co'd  never  since  find  any  rest. 


Vpon  Julia's  breasts. 

Display  thy  breasts,  vay  Julia,  there  let  me 
Behold  that  circummortall  purity : 
Betweene  whose  glories,  there  my  lips  He  lay, 
Ravisht,  in  that  faire  Via  Lactea. 


Best  to  be  merry. 

Fooles  are  they,  who  never  know 

How  the  times  away  doe  goe  : 

But  for  us,  who  wisely  see 

Where  the  bounds  of  black  Death  be  ; 

Let's  live  merrily,  and  thus 

Gratifie  the  Genius. 


/^    "The  Changes  to  Corinna. 

Be  not  proud,  but  now  encline 
Your  soft  eare  to  Discipline. 
You  have  changes  in  your  life, 
Sometimes  peace,  and  sometimes  strife  : 
You  have  ebbes  of  face  and  flowes, 
As  your  health  or  comes,  or  goes ; 
You  have  hopes,  and  doubts,  and  feares 
Numberlesse,  as  are  your  haires. 
You  have  Pulses  that  doe  beat 
High,  and  passions  lesse  of  heat. 


Hesperides.  g  7 

You  are  young,  but  must  be  old, 

And,  to  these,  ye  must  be  told. 

Time,  ere  long,  will  come  and  plow 

Loathed  Furrowes  in  your  brow  : 

And  the  dimnesse  of  your  eye  15 

Will  no  other  thing  imply. 

But  you  must  die 

As  well  as  I. 


No  Lock  against  Letcherie. 

Barre  close  as  you  can,  and  bolt  fast  too  your  doore. 
To  keep  out  the  Letcher,  and  keep  in  the  whore : 
Yet,  quickly  you'l  see  by  the  turne  of  a  pin. 
The  Whore  to  come  out,  or  the  Letcher  come  in. 


Neglect. 

Art  quickens  Nature  ;  Care  will  make  a  face :' 
Neglected  beauty  perisheth  apace. 


Upon  himselfe. 

Mop-ey'd  I  am,  as  some  have  said. 
Because  I've  liv'd  so  long  a  maid  : 
But  grant  that  I  sho'd  wedded  be, 
Sho'd  I  a  jot  the  better  see  ? 
No,  I  sho'd  think,  that  Marriage  might, 
Rather  then  mend,  put  out  the  light. 


Upon  a  Physitian. 

Thou  cam'st  to  cure  me  (Doctor)  of  my  cold. 
And  caught'st  thy  selfe  the  more  by  twenty  fold  ; 
Prethee  goe  home ;  and  for  thy  credit  be 
First  cur'd  thy  selfe ;  then  come  and  cure  me. 

Upon  himselfe.    See  Critical  Appendix. 
H 


9  8  Hesperides. 

Upon  Sudds  a  Laundresse. 

Sudds  Launders  Bands  in  pisse ;  and  starches  them 
Both  with  her  Husband's,  and  her  own  tough  fleame. 

To  the  Rose.     Song. 

1.  Goe  happy  Rose,  and  enterwove 
With  other  Flowers,  bind  my  Love. 

Tell  her  too,  she  must  not  be, 

Longer  flowing,  longer  free. 

That  so  oft  has  fetter'd  me.  5 

2.  Say  (if  she's  fretfuU)  I  have  bands 

Of  Pearle,  and  Gold,  to  bind  her  hands : 
Tell  her,  if  she  struggle  still, 
I  have  Mirtle  rods,  (at  will) 
For  to  tame,  though  not  to  kill.  lo 

3.  Take  thou  my  blessing,  thus,  and  goe. 
And  tell  her  this,  but  doe  not  so. 

Lest  a  handsome  anger  flye, 

Like  a  Lightning,  from  her  eye. 

And  burn  thee  'up,  as  well  as  I.  15 

Upon  Guesse.     Epig. 

Guesse  cuts  his  shooes,  and  limping,  goes  about 
To  have  men  think  he's  troubled  with  the  Gout : 
But  'tis  no  Gout  (beleeve  it)  but  hard  Beere, , 
Whose  acrimonious  humour  bites  him  here. 

To  his  Booie. 

Thou  art  a  plant  sprung  up  to  wither  never,   "^ 
But  like  a  Laurell,  to  grow  green  for  ever. 

Upon  a  painted  Gentlewoman. 

Men  say  y'are  faire ;  and  faire  ye  are,  'tis  true  ; 
But  (Hark  !)  we  praise  the  Painter  now,  not  you. 

To  the  Rose.     For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 
Upon  Guesse.    4  here]  there  HazHtt,  Grosart,  &>€. 


Hesperides.  99 

Upon  a  crooked  Maid. 

Crooked  you  are,  but  that  dislikes  not  me ;  ^ 

So  you  be  straight,  where  Virgins  straight  sho'd  be. 


'Draw  Gloves. 

At  Draw-Gloves  we'l  play, 

And  prethee,  let's  lay 
A  wager,  and  let  it  be  this ; 

Who  first  to  the  Summe 

Of  twenty  shall  come. 
Shall  have  for  his  winning  a  kisse. 


To  Muskk,  to  becalme  a  sweet-sick-youth. 

Charms,  that  call  down  the  moon  from  out  her  sphere. 
On  this  sick  youth  work  your  enchantments  here  : 
Bind  up  his  senses  with  your  numbers,  so. 
As  to  entrance  his  paine,  or  cure  his  woe. 
Fall  gently,  gently,  and  a  while  him  keep 
Lost  in  the  civill  Wildernesse  of  sleep  :  ' 

That  done,  then  let  him,  dispossest  of  paine. 
Like  to  a  slumbring  Bride,  awake  againe. 


2o  the  High  and  Noble  Prince,  GEORGE, 

Duke,  Marquesse,  and  Earle  of 

Buckingham, 

Never  my  Book's  perfection  did  appeare. 
Til  I  had  got  the  name  of  Villars  here. 
Now  'lis  so  fullj  that  when  therein  I  look, 
I  see  a  Cloud  of  Glory  fills  my  Book. 
Here  stand  it  stil  to  dignifie  our  Muse, 
Your  sober  Hand-maid ;  who  doth  wisely  chuse, 
Your  Name  to  be  a  Laureai  Wreathe  to  Hir, 
Who  doth  both  love  and  feare  you  Honout'd  Sir. 
H  2 


I  o  o  Hesperides . 


His  Recantation. 

Love,  I  recant, 
And  pardon  crave, 
That  lately  I  offended. 
But  'twas, 
Alas, 
To  make  a  brave. 
But  no  disdaine  intended. 

No  more  He  vaunt. 
For  now  I  see. 
Thou  onely  hast  the  power. 
To  find, 
And  bind 
A  heart  that's  free. 
And  slave  it  in  an  houre. 

The  camming  of  good  luck. 

So  Good-luck  came,  and  on  my  roofe  did  light, 
Like  noyse-lesse  Snow ;  or  as  the  dew  of  night : 
Not  all  at  once,  but  gently,  as  the  trees 
Are,  by  the  Sun-beams,  tickel'd  by  degrees. 

The  Present :  or,  The  Bag  of  the  Bee. 

Fly  to  my  Mistresse,  pretty  pilfring  Bee, 
And  say,  thou  bring'st  this  Hony-bag  from  me : 
When  on  her  lip,  thou  hast  thy  sweet  dew  plac't, 
Mark,  if  her  tongue,  but  slily,  steale  a  taste. 
If  so,  we  live ;  if  not,  with  mournfuU  humme, 
Tole  forth  my  death ;  next,  to  my  buryall  come. 

On  Love. 

Love  bade  me  aske  a  gift. 

And  I  no  more  did  move, 
But  this,  that  I  might  shift 

Still  with  my  clothes,  my  Love  : 
That  favour  granted  was ; 

Since  which,  though  I  love  many. 
Yet  so  it  comes  to  passe. 

That  long  I  love  not  any. 


Hesperides.  lo  i 

The  Hock-Cartj  or  Harvest  Home  : 
To  the  Right  Honourable, 
Mildmay,  Earle  of 
Westmorland. 
Come  Sons  of  Summer,  by  whose  toile, 
We  are  the  Lords  of  Wine  and  Oile  : 
By  whose  tough  labours,  and  rough  hands. 
We  rip  up  first,  then  reap  our  lands. 
Crown'd  with  the  eares  of  corne,  now  come,  5 

And,  to  the  Pipe,  sing  Harvfest  home. 
Come  forth,  my  Lord,  and  see  the  Cart 
Drest  up  with  all  the  Country  Art. 
See,  here  a  Maukin,  there  a  sheet, 
~^s  spotlesse  pure,  as  it  is  sweet :  10 

The^Horses,  Mares,  and  frisking  Fillies, 
(Cladj  all',  in  Linnen,  white  as  Lillies.) 
The  Harvest  Swaines,  and  Wenches  bound 
For  joy,  to  see  the  Hock-cart  crown'd. 
About  the  Cart,  heare,  how  the  Rout  15 

Of  Rurall  Younglings  raise  the  shout ; 
Pressing  before,  some  coming  after, 
Those  with  a  shout,  and  these  with  laughter. 
Some  blesse  the  Cart ;  some  kisse  the  sheaves ; 
Some  prank  them  up  with  Oaken  leaves  :  20 

Some  crosse  the  Fill-horse ;  some  with  great 
Devotion,  stroak  the  home-borne  wheat : 
While  other  Rusticks,  lesse  attent 
To  Prayers,  then  to  Merryment, 

Run  after  with  their  breeches  rent.  25 

Well,  on,  brave  boyes,  to  your  Lords  Hearth, 
Glitt'ring  with  fire ;  where,  for  your  mirth. 
Ye  shall  see  first  the  large  and  cheefe 
Foundation  of  your  Feast,  Fat  Beefe : 
With  Upper  Stories,  Mutton,  Veale  30 

And  Bacon,  (which  makes  full  the  meale) 
With  sev'rall  dishes  standing  by. 
As  here  a  Custard,  there  a  Pie, 
And  here  all  tempting  Frumentie. 
And  for  to  make  the  merry  cheere,  35 

If  smirking  Wine  be  wanting  here, 
There's  that,  which  drowns  all  care,  stout  Beere ; 


I  o  2  Hesperides. 


Which  freely  drink  to  your  Lords  health, 

Then  to  the  Plough,  (the  Common-wealth) 

Next  to  your  Flailes,  your  Fanes,  your  Fatts ;  40 

Then  to  the  Maids  with  Wheaten  Hats  : 

To  the  rough  Sickle,  and  crookt  Sythe, 

Drink  frollick  boyes,  till  all  be  blythe. 

Feed,  and  grow  fat ;  and  as  ye  eat. 

Be  mindfuU,  that  the  lab'ring  Neat  45 

(As  you)  may  have  their  fill  of  meat. 

And  know,  besides,  ye  must  revoke 

The  patient  Oxe  unto  the  Yoke, 

And  all  goe  back  unto  the  Plough 

And  Harrow,  (though  they'r  hang'd  up  now.)  50 

And,  you  must  know,  your  Lords  word's  true. 

Feed  him  ye  must,  whose  food  fils  you. 

And  that  this  pleasure  is  like  raine. 

Not  sent  ye  for  to  drowne  your  paine, 

But  for  to  make  it  spring  againe.  55 

The  Perfume. 

To-morrow,  Julia,  I  betimes  must  rise. 

For  some  small  fault,  to  offer  sacrifice : 

The  Altar's  ready ;  Fire  to  consume 

The  fat ;  breathe  thou,  and  there's  the  rich  perfume. 

Upon  her  Voice. 

Let  but  thy  voice  engender  with  the  string, 
And  Angels  will  be  borne,  while  thou  dost  sing. 

Not  to  love. 

He  that  will  not  love,  must  be 

My  Scholar,  and  learn  this  of  me  : 

There  be  in  Love  as  many  feares, 

As  the  Summers  Corne  has  eares  : 

Sighs,  and  sobs,  and  sorrowes  more  5 

Then  the  sand,  that  makes  the  shore : 

Freezing  cold,  and  firie  heats, 

Fainting  swoones,  and  deadly  sweats ; 

Not  to  love.     For  variants,  &c.,  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides,  103 

Now  an  Ague,  then  a  Fever, 

Both  tormenting  Lovers  ever.  lo 

Wods't  thou  know,  besides  all  these, 

How  hard  a  woman  'tis  to  please  ? 

How  crosse,  how  sullen,  and  how  soone  ' 

She  shifts  and  changes  like  the  Moone. 

How  false,  how  hollow  she's  in  heart ;  15 

And  how  she  is  her  owne  least  part : 

How  high  she's  priz'd,  and  worth  but  small ; 

Little  thou't  love,  or  not  at  all. 


To  Mustek.     A  Song. 

Musick,  thou  Queen  of  Heaven,  Care-charming-spel, 

That  strik'st  a  stilnesse  into  hell : 
Thou  that  tam'st  Tygers,  and  fierce  storms  (that  rise) 

With  thy  soule-melting  Lullabies  : 
Fall  down,  down,  down,  from  those  thy  chiming  spheres, 
To  charme  our  soules,  as  thou  enchant'st  our  eares. 

To  the  Western  wind. 

1.  Sweet  Western  Wind,  whose  luck  it  is, 

(Made  rivall  with  the  aire) 

To  give  Perenn'as  lip  a  kisse, 

And  fan  her  wanton  haire. 

2.  Bring  me  but  one.  He  promise  thee, 

Instead  of  common  showers. 
Thy  wings  shall  be  embalm'd  by  me. 
And  all  beset  with  flowers. 

Upon  the  death  of  his  Sparrow. 
An  Elegie. 

Why  doe  not  all  fresh  maids  appeare 

To  work  Love's  Sampler  onely  here, 

Where  spring-time  smiles  throughout  the  yeare  ? 

Are  not  here  Rose-buds,  Pinks,  all  flowers. 

Nature  begets  by  th'  Sun  and  showers, 

Met  in  one  Hearce-cloth,  to  ore-spred 

The  body  of  the  under-dead  ? 


I04  Hesperides. 


PMll,  the  late  dead,  the  late  dead  Deare, 

O  !  may  no  eye  distill  a  Teare 

For  you  once  lost,  who  weep  not  here  !  lo 

Had  Lesbia  (too-too-kind)  but  known 

This  Sparrow,  she  had  scom'd  her  own  : 

And  for  this  dead  which  under-lies, 

Wept  out  our  heart,  as  well  as  eyes. 

But  endlesse  Peace,  sit  here,  and  keep  ij 

My  Phill,  the  time  he  has  to  sleep, 

And  thousand  Virgins  come  and  weep. 

To  make  these  flowrie  Carpets  show 

Fresh,  as  their  blood  ;  and  ever  grow. 

Till  passengers  shall  spend  their  doome,  zo 

Not  Virgil's  Gnat  had  such  a  Tomb. 

To  Primroses  filFd  with  morning-dew. 

.  Why  doe  ye  weep,  sweet  Babes  ?  can  Tears 
Speak  griefe  in  you, 
Who  were  but  borne 
Just  as  the  modest  Morne 
Teem'd  her  refreshing  dew  ?  5 

Alas  you  have  not  known  that  shower, 
That  marres  a  flower ; 
Nor  felt  th'unkind 
Breath  of  a  blasting  wind ; 
Nor  are  ye  worne  with  yeares  ;  10 

Or  warpt,  as  we, 
Who  think  it  strange  to  see, 
Such  pretty  flowers,  (like  to  Orphans  young) 
To  speak  by  Teares,  before  ye  have  a  Tongue. 

.  Speak,  whimp'ring  Younglings,  and  make  known  15 

The  reason,  why 

Ye  droop,  and  weep ; 
Is  it  for  want  of  sleep  ? 
Or  childish  Lullabie  ? 
Or  that  ye  have  not  seen  as  yet  ao 

The  Violet? 

Or  brought  a  kisse 
From  that  Sweet-heart,  to  this  ? 
No,  no,  this  sorrow  shown 


Hesperides.  (To 


By  your  teares  shed,  a5 

Wo'd  have  this  Lecture  read, 
That  things  of  greatest,  so  of  meanest  worth, 
Conceiv'd  with  grief  are,  and  with  teares  brought  forth. 

How  Roses  came  red. 

1.  Roses  at  first  were  white. 

Till  they  co'd  not  agree,  \ 
Whether  my  Sapho's  breast. 
Or  they  more  white  sho'd  be. 

2.  But  being  vanquisht  quite,  5 

A  blush  their  cheeks  bespred ; 
Since  which  (beleeve  the  rest) 
The  Roses  first  came  red. 

Comfort  to  a  Lady  upon  the  Death 
of  her  Husband. 
Dry  your  sweet  cheek,  long  drown'd  with  sorrows  raine ; 
Since  Clouds  disperst,  Suns  guild  the  Aire  again. 
Seas  chafe  and  fret,  and  beat,  and  over-boile ; 
But  turne  soone  after  calme,  as  Balme,  or  Oile. 
Winds  have  their  time  to  rage ;  but  when  they  cease,  5 

The  leavie-trees  nod  in  a  still-born  peace. 
Your  storme  is  over ;  Lady,  now  appeare 
Like  to  the  peeping  spring-time  of  the  yeare. 
Off  then  with  grave  clothes ;  put  fresh  colours  on ; 
And  flow,  and  flame,  in  your  Vermillion.  10 

Upon  your  cheek  sate  Ysicles  awhile ; 
Now  let  the  Rose  raigne  like  a  Queene,  and  smile. 

How  Violets  came  blew. 
I^ve  on  a  day  (wise  Poets  tell) 

Some  time  in  wrangling  spent, 
Whether  the  Violets  sho'd  excell, 

Or  she,  in  sweetest  scent. 

But  Venus  having  lost  the  day,  5 

Poore  Girles,  she  fell  on  you ; 
And  beat  ye  so,  (as  some  dare  say) 

Her  blowes  did  make  ye  blew. 

How  Violets  came  blew.     For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


io6  Hesperides. 


Upon  Groynes,     Epig. 

Groynes,  for  his  fleshly  Burglary  of  late, 
Stood  in  the  Holy-Forum  Candidate : 
The  word  is  Roman ;  but  in  English  knowne ; 
Penance,  and  standing  so,  are  both  but  one. 


To  the  Willow-tree. 

1.  Thou  art  to  all  lost  love  the  best, 

The  onely  true  plant  found. 
Wherewith  young  men  and  maids  distrest. 
And  left  of  love,  are  crown'd. 

2.  When  once  the  Lovers  Rose  is  dead,  s 

Or  laid  aside  forlorne ; 
Then  Willow-garlands,  'bout  the  head, 
Bedew'd  with  teares,  are  worne. 

3.  When  with  Neglect,  (the  Lovers  bane) 

Poore  Maids  rewarded  be,  10 

For  their  love  lost ;  their  onely  gaine 
Is  but  a  Wreathe  from  thee. 

4.  And  underneath  thy  cooling  shade, 

(When  weary  of  the  light) 
The  love-spent  Youth,  and  love-sick  Maid,  15 

Come  to  weep  out  the  night. 


Mrs.  Ellz.  Wheeler,  under  the  name  of  the 
lost  Shepardesse. 

Among  the  Mirtles,  as  I  walkt, 

Love  and  my  sighs  thus  intertalkt : 

Tell  me,  said  I,  in  deep  distresse. 

Where  I  may  find  my  Shepardesse. 

Thou  foole,  said  Love,  know'st  thou  not  this  ? 

In  every  thing  that's  sweet,  she  is. 

In  yond'  Carnation  goe  and  seek, 

There  thou  shalt  find  her  lip  and  cheek : 

Mrs.  Eliz.  Wheeler,  &c.     For  variants,  &c.,  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  107 

In  that  ennamel'd  Pansie  by, 

There  thou  shalt  have  her  curious  eye  :  lo 

In  bloome  of  Peach,  and  Roses  bud, 

There  waves  the  Streamer  of  her  blood. 

'Tis  true,  said  I,  and  thereupon 

I  went  to  pluck  them  one  by  one, 

To  make  of  parts  an  union ;  15 

But  on  a  sudden  all  were  gone. 

At  which  I  stopt ;  Said  Love,  these  be 

The  true  resemblances  of  thee  ; 

For  as  these  flowers,  thy  joyes  must  die, 

And  in  the  turning  of  an  eye ;  20 

And  all  thy  hopes  of  her  must  wither, 

Like  those  short  sweets  ere  knit  together. 


TO    THE     KING. 

If  when  these  Lyricks  (Cesar)  You  shall  heare. 
And  that  Apollo  shall  so  touch  Your  eare. 
As  for  to  make  this,  that,  or  any  one 
Number,  Your  owne,  by  free  Adoption ; 
That  Verse,  of  all  the  Verses  here,  shall  be 
The  Heire  to  This  great  Realme  of  Poetry. 


TO    THE    QUEENE. 

Goddesse  of  Youth,  and  Lady  of  the  Spring, 

(Most  fit  to  be  the  Consort  to  a  King) 

Be  pleas'd  to  rest  you  in  This  Sacred  Grove, 

Beset  with  Mirtles ;  whose  each  leafe  drops  Love. 

Many  a  sweet-fac't  Wood-Nymph  here  is  scene, 

Of  which  chast  Order  You  are  now  the  Queene : 

Witnesse  their  Homage,  when  they  come  and  strew 

Your  Walks  with  Flowers,  and  give  their  Crowns  to  you. 

Your  Leavie-Throne  (with  Z/7/c-work)  possesse ; 

And  be  both  Princesse  here,  and  Poetresse. 


I  o  8  Hesperides. 

The  Poets  good  wishes  for  the  most 

hopefull  and  handsome  Prince, 

the  Duke  of  Yorke. 

May  his  pretty  Duke-ship  grow 

Like  t'  a  Rose  oi  Jericho  -. 

Sweeter  far,  then  ever  yet 

Showrs  or  Sun-shines  co'd  beget. 

May  the  Graces,  and  the  Howers  5 

Strew  his  hopes,  and  Him  with  flowers : 

And  so  dresse  him  up  with  Love, 

As  to  be  the  Chick  oi/ove. 

May  the  thrice-three-Sisters  sing 

Him  the  Soveraigne  of  their  Spring :  lo 

And  entitle  none  tooe 

Prince  of  Hellicon,  but  He. 

May  his  soft  foot,  where  it  treads, 

Gardens  thence  produce  and  Meads : 

And  those  Meddowes  full  be  set  ij 

With  the  Rose,  and  Violet. 

May  his  ample  Name  be  knowne 

To  the  last  succession : 

And  his  actions  high  be  told 

Through  the  world,  but  writ  in  gold.  30 


0  Anthea,  who  may  command  him  any  thing. 


1.  Bid  me  to  live,  and  I  will  live 

Thy  Protestant  to  be : 
Or  bid  me  love,  and  I  will  give 
A  loving  heart  to  thee. 

2.  A  heart  as  soft,  a  heart  as  kind, 

A  heart  as  sound  and  free. 
As  in  the  whole  world  thou  canst  find, 
That  heart  He  give  to  thee. 

3.  Bid  that  heart  stay,  and  it  will  stay, 

To  honour  thy  Decree  : 
Or  bid  it  languish  quite  away, 
And't  shall  doe  so  for  thee. 
To  Anthea.    For  variants,  &c.,  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  109 

4.  Bid  me  to  weep,  and  I  will  weep, 

While  I  have  eyes  to  see : 
And  having  none,  yet  I  will  keep  15 

A  heart  to  weep  for  thee. 

5.  Bid  me  despaire,  and  He  despaire, 

Under  that  Cypresse  tree : 
Or  bid  me  die,  and  I  will  dare 

E'en  Death,  to  die  for  thee.  w 

6.  Thou  art  my  life,  my  love,  my  heart. 

The  very  eyes  of  me : 
And  hast  command  of  every  part. 
To  live  and  die  for  thee. 


Prevision,  or  Provision. 

That  Prince  takes  soone  enough  the  Victors  roome. 
Who  first  provides,  not  to  be  overcome. 


Obedience  in  Subjects. 

The  Gods  to  Kings  the  Judgement  give  to  sway  : 
The  Subjects  onely  glory  to  obay. 


More  potent,  ksse  peccant. 

He  that  may  sin,  sins  least;  Leave  to  transgresse 
Enfeebles  much  the  seeds  of  wickednesse. 


Upon  a  maid  that  dyed  the  day 
she  was  marryed. 

That  Morne  which  saw  me  made  a  Bride, 
The  Ev'ning  witnest  that  I  dy'd. 
Those  holy  lights,  wherewith  they  guide 
Unto  the  bed  the  bashfuU  Bride ; 
Serv'd,  but  as  Tapers,  for  to  burne. 
And  light  my  Reliques  to  their  Urne. 
This  Epitaph,  which  here  you  see, 
Supply'd  the  Epithalamie. 


1 1  o  Hesperides. 


Upon  Pink  an  ill-fac^d  Painter.     Epig. 

To  paint  the  Fiend,  Fink  would  the  Devill  see  ; 
And  so  he  may,  if  he'll  be  rul'd  by  me  : 
Let  but  Pink's  face  i'  th'  Looking-glasse  be  showne. 
And  Pink  may  paint  the  Devill's  by  his  owne. 

Upon  Brock.     Epig. 

To  dense  his  eyes,  Tom  Brock  makes  much  adoe. 
But  not  his  mouth  (the  fouler  of  the  two.) 
A  clammie  Reume  makes  loathsome  both  his  eyes  : 
His  mouth  worse  furr'd  with  oathes  and  blasphemies. 

To  Meddowes. 

1.  Ye  have  been  fresh  and  green, 

Ye  have  been  fill'd  with  flowers : 
And  ye  the  Walks  have  been 

Where  Maids  have  spent  their  houres. 

2.  You  have  beheld,  how  they  5 

With  Wicker  Arks  did  come 
To  kisse,  and  beare  away 
The  richer  Couslips  home. 

3.  Y'ave  heard  them  sweetly  sing, 

And  seen  them  in  a  Round  :  10 

Each  Virgin,  like  a  Spring, 
With  Hony-succles  crown'd. 

4.  But  now,  we  see,  none  here, 

Whose  silv'rie  feet  did  tread. 
And  with  dishevell'd  Haire,  15 

Adorn'd  this  smoother  Mead. 

5.  Like  Unthrifts,  having  spent. 

Your  stock,  and  needy  grown, 
Y'are  left  here  to  lament 
Your  poore  estates,  alone.  jo 

Crosses. 

Though  good  things  answer  many  good  intents ; 
Crosses  doe  still  bring  forth  the  best  events. 


Hesperides.  1 1 1 


Miseries. 

Though  hourely  comforts  from  the  Gods  we  see, 
No  life  is  yet  life-proofe  from  miserie. 

Laugh  and  lie  downe. 

Y'ave  laught  enough  (sweet)  vary  now  your  Text ; 
And  laugh  no  more ;  or  laugh,  and  lie  down  next. 

To  his  Houshold  gods. 

Rise,  Houshold-gods,  and  let  us  goe ; 
But  whither,  I  my  selfe  not  know. 
First,  let  us  dwell  on  rudest  seas  ; 
Next,  with  severest  Salvages ; 
Last,  let  us  make  our  best  abode. 
Where  humane  foot,  as  yet,  n'er  trod  : 
Search  worlds  of  Ice  ;  and  rather  there 
Dwell,  then  in  lothed  Devonshire. 

To  the  Nightingale,  and  Robin-Red-brest. 

When  I  departed  am,  ring  thou  my  knell. 
Thou  pittifuU,  and  pretty  Philomel : 
And  when  I'm  laid  out  for  a  Corse  ;  then  be 
Thou  Sexton  {Red-brest")  for  to  cover  me. 

To  the  Tew  and  Cypresse  to  grace  his 
Funerall. 

1.  Both  you  two  have 
Relation  to  the  grave : 

And  where 
The  Fun' rail- Trump  sounds,  you  are  there. 

2.  I  shall  be  made 
Ere  long  a  fleeting  shade  : 

Pray  come, 
And  doe  some  honour  to  my  Tomb. 

3.  Do  not  deny 
My  last  request ;  for  I 

Will  be 
Thankfull  to  you,  or  friends,  for  me. 


112  Hesperides. 

I  call  and  I  call. 

I  call,  I  call,  who  doe  ye  call  ? 

The  Maids  to  catch  this  Cowslip-ball : 

But  since  these  Cowslips  fading  be, 

Troth,  leave  the  flowers,  and  Maids,  take  me. 

Yet,  if  that  neither  you  will  doe,  S 

Speak  but  the  word,  and  He  take  you. 

On  a  perfumed  Lady. 

You  say  y'are  sweet ;  how  sho'd  we  know 
Whether  that  you  be  sweet  or  no  ? 
From  Powders  and  Perfumes  keep  free ; 
Then  we  shall  smell  how  sweet  you  be. 

A  Nupttall  Song,  or  Epithalamie,  on  Sir 
Clipseby  Crew  and  his  Lady. 

1.  What's  that  we  see  from  far?  the  spring  of  Day 
Bloom'd  from  the  East,  or  faire  Injewel  d  May 

Blowne  out  of  April ;  or  some  New- 
Star  fill'd  with  glory  to  our  view, 

Reaching  at  heaven,  5 

To  adde  a  nobler  Planet  to  the  seven  ? 

Say,  or  doe  we  not  descrie 
Some  Goddesse,  in  a  cloud  of  Tiffanie 
To  move,  or  rather  the 
Emergent  Venus  from  the  Sea  ?  lo 

2.  'Tis  she !  'tis  she !  or  else  some  more  Divine 
Enlightned  substance ;  mark  how  from  the  Shrine 

Of  holy  Saints  she  paces  on, 
Treading  upon  Vermilion 

And  Amber ;  Spice-  15 

ing  the  Chafte  Aire  with  fumes  of  Paradise. 

Then  come  on,  come  on,  and  yeeld 
A  savour  like  unto  a  blessed  field. 

When  the  bedabled  Morne 
Washes  the  golden  eares  of  come.  ao 

A  Nuptiall  Song.    For  MS.  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  113 

3.  See  where  she  comes ;  and  smell  how  all  the  street 
Breathes  Vine-yards  and  Pomgranats  :  O  how  sweet ! 

As  a  fir'd  Altar,  is  each  stone, 
Perspiring  pounded  Cynaraon. 

The  Phenix  nest,  as 

Built  up  of  odours,  burneth  in  her  breast. 

Who  therein  wo'd  not  consume 
His  soule  to  Ash-heaps  in  that  rich  perfume  ? 
Bestroaking  Fate  the  while 
He  burnes  to  Embers  on  the  Pile.  30 

4.  Himen,  O  Himen  I  Tread  the  sacred  ground ; 

Shew  thy  white  feet,  and  head  with  Marjoram  crown'd  : 
Mount  up  thy  flames,  and  let  thy  Torch 
Display  the  Bridegroom  in  the  porch, 

In  his  desires  35 

More  towring,  more  disparkling  then  thy  fires  : 

Shew  her  how  his  eyes  do  turne 
And  roule  about,  and  in  their  motions  burne 
Their  balls  to  Cindars :  haste, 
Or  else  to  ashes  he  will  waste.  40 

5.  Glide  by  the  banks  of  Virgins  then,  and  passe 
The  Shewers  of  Roses,  lucky-foure-leav'd  grasse : 

The  while  the  cloud  of  younglings  sing. 
And  drown  yee  with  a  flowrie  Spring  : 

While  some  repeat  45 

Your  praise,  and  bless  you,  sprinkling  you  with  Wheat : 

While  that  others  doe  divine  ; 
Blest  is  the  Bride,  on  whom  the  Sun  doth  shine  ; 
And  thousands  gladly  wish 
You  multiply,  as  doth  a  Fish.  5° 

6r  And  beautious  Bride  we  do  confess  y'are  wise, 
In  dealing  forth  these  bashfull  jealousies  : 
In  Lov's  name  do  so ;  and  a  price 
Set  on  your  selfe,  by  being  nice  : 

But  yet  take  heed ;  55 

What  now  you  seem,  be  not  the  same  indeed. 

And  turne  Apostate :  Love  will 
Part  of  the  way  be  met;  or  sit  stone-still. 

On  then,  and  though  you  slow- 
ly go,  yet,  howsoever,  go.  60 


114  Hesperides. 


7.  And  now  y'are  enter'd ;  see  the  Codled  Cook 
Runs  from  his  Torrid  Zone,  to  prie,  and  look, 

And  blesse  his  dainty  Mistresse  :  see, 
The  Aged  point  out,  This  is  she. 

Who  now  must  sway  65 

The  House  (Love  shield  her)  with  her  Yea  and  Nay : 

And  the  smirk  Butler  thinks  it 
Sin,  in's  Nap'rie,  not  to  express  his  wit ; 
Each  striving  to  devise 
Some  gin,  wherewith  to  catch  your  eyes.  70 

8.  To  bed,  to  bed,  kind  Turtles,  now,  and  write 
This  the  short'st  day,  and  this  the  longest  night ; 

But  yet  too  short  for  you  :  'tis  we, 
Who  count  this  night  as  long  as  three, 

Lying  alone,  75 

Telling  the  Clock  strike  Ten,  Eleven,  Twelve,  One. 

Quickly,  quickly  then  prepare ; 
And  let  the  Young-men  and  the  Bride-maids  share 
Your  Garters ;  and  their  joynts 
Encircle  with  the  Bride-grooms  Points.  80 

9.  By  the  Brides  eyes,  and  by  the  teeming  life 

Of  her  green  hopes,  we  charge  ye,  that  no  strife, 
(Farther  then  Gentlenes  tends)  gets  place 
Among  ye,  striving  for  her  lace : 

O  doe  not  fall  85 

Foule  in  these  noble  pastimes,  lest  ye  call 

Discord  in,  and  so  divide 
The  youthful!  Bride-groom,  and  the  fragrant  Bride : 
Which  Love  fore-fend ;  but  spoken 
Be't  to  your  praise,  no  peace  was  broken.  90 

10.  Strip  her  of  Spring-time,  tender- whimpring-maids, 
Now  Autumn^s  come,  when  all  those  flowrie  aids 
Of  her  Delayes  must  end ;  Dispose 
That  Lady-smock,  that  Pansie,  and  that  Rose 

Neatly  apart ;  95 

But  for  Prick-madam,  and  for  Gentk-keart ; 

And  soft-Maidens-blush,  the  Bride 
Makes  holy  these,  all  others  lay  aside  : 

Then  strip  her,  or  unto  her 
Let  him  come,  who  dares  undo  her.  100 


Hesperides.  115 

1 1.  And  to  enchant  yee  more,  see  every  where 
About  the  Roofe  a  Syren  in  a  Sphere ; 

(As  we  think)  singing  to  the  dinne 
Of  many  a  warbling  Cherubim  : 

O  marke  yee  how  105 

The  soule  of  Nature  melts  in  numbers :  now 

See,  a  thousand  Cupids  flye, 
To  light  their  Tapers  at  the  Brides  bright  eye. 
To  Bed  ;  or  her  they'l  tire, 
Were  she  an  Element  of  fire.  1 10 

12.  And  to  your  more  bewitching,  see,  the  proud 
Plumpe  Bed  beare  up,  and  swelling  like  a  cloud, 

Tempting  the  two  too  modest ;  can 
Yee  see  it  brusle  like  a  Swan, 

And  you  be  cold  115 

To  meet  it,  when  it  woo's  and  seemes  to  fold 
The  Armes  to  hugge  it  ?  throw,  throw 
Your  selves  into  the  mighty  over-flow 

Of  that  white  Pride,  and  Drowne 
The  night,  with  you,  in  floods  of  Downe.  uo 

13.  The  bed  is  ready,  and  the  maze  of  Love 
Lookes  for  the  treaders ;  every  where  is  wove 

Wit  and  new  misterie ;  read,  and 
Put  in  practise,  to  understand 

And  know  each  wile,  125 

Each  hieroglyphick  of  a  kisse  or  smile ; 

And  do  it  to  the  full ;  reach 
High  in  your  own  conceipt,  and  some  way  teach 
Nature  and  Art,  one  more 
Play  then  they  ever  knew  before.  130 

14.  If  needs  we  must  for  Ceremonies-sake, 
Blesse  a  Sack-posset;  Luck  go  with  it;  take 

The  Night-Charme  quickly ;  you  have  spells, 
And  magicks  for  to  end,  and  hells. 

To  passe ;  but  such  135 

And  of  such  Torture  as  no  one  would  grutch 

To  live  therein  for  ever :  Trie 
And  consume,  and  grow  again  to  die. 

And  live,  and  in  that  case, 
Love  the  confusion  of  the  place.  140 

104  Chembini]  Probably  a  mistake  for  Cherubin 
I  2 


1 1 6  Hesperides. 


15.  But  since  It  must  be  done,  dispatch,  and  sowe 
Up  in  a  sheet  your  Bride,  and  what  if  so 

It  be  with  Rock,  or  walles  of  Brasse, 
Ye  Towre  her  up,  as  Danae  was ; 

Thinke  you  that  this,  145 

Or  hell  it  selfe  a  powerful!  Bulwarke  is  ? 

I  tell  yee  no  ;  but  like  a 
Bold  bolt  of  thunder  he  will  make  his  way. 

And  rend  the  cloud,  and  throw 
The  sheet  about,  like  flakes  of  snow.  150 

16.  All  now  is  husht  in  silence ;  Midwife-moone, 
With  all  her  Owle-ey'd  issue  begs  a  boon 

Which  you  must  grant ;  that's  entrance  ;  with 
Which  extract,  all  we  can  call  pith 

And  quintiscence  155 

Of  Planetary  bodies ;  so  commence 

All  faire  Constellations 
Looking  upon  yee.  That  two  Nations 

Springing  from  two  such  Fires, 
May  blaze  the  vertue  of  their  Sires.  160 

The  silken  Snake. 

For  sport  my  Julia  threw  a  Lace 

Of  silke  and  silver  at  my  face  : 

Watchet  the  silke  was  j  and  did  make 

A  shew,  as  if 't  'ad  been  a  snake : 

The  suddenness  did  me  affright ;  5 

But  though  it  scar'd,  it  did  not  bite. 

Upon  himselfe. 

I  am  Sive-like,  and  can  hold 
Nothing  hot,  or  nothing  cold. 
Put  in  Love,  and  put  in  too 
Jealousie,  and  both  will  through  : 

Put  in  Feare,  and  hope,  and  doubt ;  5 

What  comes  in,  runnes  quickly  out : 
Put  in  secrecies  withall, 
What  ere  enters,  out  it  shall :   ■ 
158  That  two  Nations]  that,  That  Nations    Some  copies  0/1648 


Hesperides.  117 


But  if  you  can  stop  the  Sive, 
For  mine  own  part  I'de  as  lieve, 
Maides  sho'd  say,  or  Virgins  sing, 
Herrick  keeps,  as  holds  nothing. 

Upon  hove. 

Love's  a  thing,  (as  I  do  heare) 

Ever  full  of  pensive  feare  ; 

Rather  then  to  which  I'le  fall. 

Trust  me,  I'le  not  like  at  all : 

If  to  love  I  should  entend, 

Let  my  haire  then  stand  an  end  : 

And  that  terrour  likewise  prove, 

Fatall  to  me  in  my  love. 

But  if  horrour  cannot  slake 

Flames,  which  wo'd  an  entrance  make ; 

Then  the  next  thing  I  desire. 

Is  to  love,  and  live  i'th  fire. 

Reverence  to  Riches. 

Like  to  the  Income  must  be  our  expence ; 
Mans  Fortune  must  be  had  in  reverence. 


Devotion  makes  the  Deity. 

Who  formes  a  Godhead  out  of  Gold  or  Stone, 
Makes  not  a  God;  but  he  that  firayes  to  one. 

To  all  young  men  that  love. 

I  could  wish  you  all,  who  love. 
That  ye  could  your  thoughts  remove 
From  your  Mistresses,  and  be, 
Wisely  wanton  (like  to  me.) 
I  could  wish  you  dispossest 
Of  that  Fiend  that  marres  your  rest ; 
And  with  Tapers  comes  to  fright 
Your  weake  senses  in  the  night. 
I  co'd  wish,  ye  all,  who  frie 
Cold  as  Ice,  or  coole  as  I. 


1 1 8  Hesperides. 

But  if  flames  best  like  ye,  then 

Much  good  do't  ye  Gentlemen. 

I  a  merry  heart  will  keep, 

While  you  wring  your  hands  and  weep. 


The  Eyes. 

'Tis  a  known  principle  in  War, 
The  eies  be  first,  that  conquer'd  are. 


No  fault  in  women. 

No  fault  in  women  to  refuse 

The  offer,  which  they  most  wo'd  chuse. 

No  fault  in  women,  to  confesse 

How  tedious  they  are  in  their  dresse. 

No  fault  in  women,  to  lay  on  5 

The  tincture  of  Vermillion  : 

And  there  to  give  the  cheek  a  die 

Of  white,  where  nature  doth  deny. 

No  fault  in  women,  to  make  show 

Of  largeness,  when  th'are  nothing  so :  lo 

(When  true  it  is,  the  out-side  swels 

With  inward  Buckram,  little  else.) 

No  fault  in  women,  though  they  be 

But  seldome  from  suspition  free : 

No  fault  in  womankind,  at  all,  ig 

If  they  but  slip,  and  never  fall. 


Upon  Shark.     Epig. 

Shark,  when  he  goes  to  any  publick  feast, 
Eates  to  ones  thinking,  of  all  there,  the  least. 
What  saves  the  master  of  the  House  thereby  ? 
When  if  the  servants  search,  they  may  descry 
In  his  wide  Codpiece,  (dinner  being  done) 
Two  Napkins  cram'd  up,  and  a  silver  Spoone. 


Hesperides.  119 

Oberons  Feast. 

Shapcot!  To  thee  the  Fairy  State 

I  with  discretion,  dedicate. 

Because  thou  prizest  things  that  are 

Curious,  and  un-familiar. 

Take  first  the  feast ;  these  dishes  gone ;  5 

Wei  I  see  the  Fairy-Court  anon. 

A  little  mushroome  table  spred, 

After  short  prayers,  they  set  on  bread ; 

A  Moon-parcht  grain  of  purest  wheat, 

With  some  small  glit'ring  gritt,  to  eate  10 

His  choyce  bitts  with ;  then  in  a  trice 

They  make  a  feast  lesse  great  then  nice. 

But  all  this  while  his  eye  is  sery'd. 

We  must  not  thinke  his  eare  was  sterv'd : 

But  that  there  was  in  place  to  stir  15 

His  Spleen,  the  chirring  Grasshopper ; 

The  merry  Cricket,  puling  Flie, 

The  piping  Gnat  for  minstralcy. 

And  now,  we  must  imagine  first, 

The  Elves  present  to  quench  his  thirst  ao 

A  pure  seed-Pearle  of  Infant  dew, 

Brought  and  besweetned  in  a  blew 

And  pregnant  violet ;  which  done. 

His  kitling  eyes  begin  to  runne 

Quite  through  the  table,  where  he  spies  25 

The  homes  of  paperie  Butterflies, 

Of  which  he  eates,  and  tastes  a  little 

Of  that  we  call  the  Cuckoes  spittle. 

A  little  Fuz-ball-pudding  stands 

By,  yet  not  blessed  by  his  hands,  30 

That  was  too  coorse ;  but  then  forthwith 

He  ventures  boldly  on  the  pith 

Of  sugred  Rush,  and  eates  the  sagge 

And  well  bestrutted  Bees  sweet  bagge : 

Gladding  his  pallat  with  some  store  35 

Of  Emits  eggs ;  what  wo'd  he  more? 

But  Beards  of  Mice,  a  Newt's  stew'd  thigh, 

A  bloated  Earewig,  and  a  Flie ; 

Oierons  Feast.    For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 
I  the\  om.  16^8:  omission  cqrr.  in  origi  Errata  {seep.  4) 


^  1 2  o  Hesperides. 


With  the  Red-capt  worme,  that's  shut 

Within  the  concave  of  a  Nut,  v^ 

Browne  as  his  Tooth.     A  little  Moth, 

Late  fatned  in  a  piece  of  cloth  : 

With  withered  cherries  ;  Mandrakes  eares ; 

Moles  eyes ;  to  these,  the  slain-Stags  teares : 

The  unctuous  dewlaps  of  a  Snaile ;  45 

The  broke-heart  of  a  Nightingale 

Ore-come  in  musicke ;  with  a  wine, 

Ne're  ravisht  from  the  flattering  Vine, 

But  gently  prest  from  the  soft  side 

Of  the  most  sweet  and  dainty  Bride,  50 

Brought  in  a  dainty  daizie,  which 

He  fully  quaffs  up  to  bewitch 

His  blood  to  height ;  this  done,  commended 

Grace  by  his  Priest ;  The  feast  is  ended. 

Event  of  things  not  in  our  power. 

By  Time,  and  Counsell,  doe  the  best  we  can, 
Th'event  is  never  in  the  power  of  man. 


Upon  her  blush. 

'When  Julia  blushes,  she  do's  show 
Cheeks  like  to  Roses,  when  they  blow. 


Merits  make  the  man. 

Our  Honours,  and  our  Commendations  be 
Due  to  the  Merits,  not  Authoritie. 

To  Virgins. 

Heare  ye  Virgins,  and  He  teach. 
What  the  times  of  old  did  preach. 
Rosamond  was  in  a  Bower 
Kept,  as  Danae  in  a  Tower : 
But  yet  Love  (who  subtile  is) 
Crept  to  that,  and  came  to  this. 
Be  ye  lockt  up  like  to  these. 
Or  the  rich  Hesperides ; 


Hesperides.  121 


Or  those  Babies  in  your  eyes, 
In  their  Christall  Nunneries  ; 
Notwithstanding  Love  will  win, 
Or  else  force  a  passage  in  : 
And  as  coy  be,  as  you  can, 
Gifts  will  get  ye,  or  the  man. 


Vertue. 


Each  must,  in  vertue,  strive  for  to  excell ; 
That  man  lives  twice,  that  lives  the  first  life  well. 


The  Bell-man. 

From  noise  of  Scare-fires  rest  ye  free, 
From  Murders  Benedicitie. 
From  all  mischances,  that  may  fright 
Your  pleasing  slumbers  in  the  night : 
Mercie  secure  ye  all,  and  keep 
The  Goblin  from  ye,  while  ye  sleep. 
Past  one  aclock,  and  almost  two, 
My  Masters  all,  Good  day  to  you 


Bashfulnesse. 

Of  all  our  parts,  the  eyes  expresse 
The  sweetest  kind  of  bashfulnesse. 


To  the  most  accomplisht  Gentleman, 

Master  Edward   Norgate, 

Clark  of  the  Signet  to  His 

Majesty.     Epig. 

For  one  so  rarely  tun'd  to  fit  all  parts  ; 
For  one  to  whom  espous'd  are  all  the  Arts ; 
Long  have  I  sought  for  :  but  co'd  never  see 
Them  all  concenter'd  in  one  man,  but  Thee. 
Thus,  thou,  that  man  art,  whom  the  Fates  conspir'd 
To  make  but  One  (and  that's  thy  selfe)  admir'd. 


122  Hesperides. 


Upon  Prudence  Baldwin  her  sicknesse. 

Frue,  my  dearest  Maid,  is  sick, 
Almost  to  be  Lunatick : 
^sculapius  1  come  and  brbg 
Means  for  her  recovering; 
And  a  gallant  Cock  shall  be 
Offer'd  up  by  Her,  to  Thee. 


3o  Apollo.     A  short  Hymne. 

Phoebus  I  when  that  I  a  Verse, 
Or  some  numbers  more  rehearse ; 
Tune  my  words,  that  they  may  fall, 
Each  way  smoothly  Musicall : 
For  which  favour,  there  shall  be 
Swans  devoted  unto  thee. 


A  Hymne  to  Bacchus. 

Bacchus,  let  me  drink  no  more ; 
Wild  are  Seas,  that  want  a  shore. 
When  our  drinking  has  no  stint, 
There  is  no  one  pleasure  in't. 
I  have  drank  up  for  to  please 
Thee,  that  great  cup  Hercules  : 
Urge  no  more ;  and  there  shall  be 
Daffadills  g'en  up  to  Thee. 


Upon  Bungie. 

Bungle  do's  fast  j  looks  pale ;  puts  Sack-cloth  on ; 

Not  out  of  Conscience,  or  Religion  : 

Or  that  this  Yonker  keeps  so  strict  a  Lent, 

Fearing  to  break  the  Kings  Commandement : 

But  being  poore,  and  knowing  Flesh  is  deare,  ; 

He  keeps  not  one,  but  many  Lents  i'  th'yeare. 

Upon  Prudence  Baldwin.    Prudence]  Brudence  1648  {misprini) 
To  Apollo.    2  Or]  In  Grosarfs  copy  0/1648,  or,  he  says,  is  misprinted  Of 


Hesperides.  123 

On  himself e. 

Here  down  my  wearyed  limbs  He  lay ; 

My  Pilgrims  staffe ;  my  weed  of  grey  : 

My  Palmers  hat ;  my  Scallops  shell ; 

My  Crosse ;  my  Cord ;  and  all  farewell. 

For  having  now  my  journey  done,  5 

(Just  at  the  setting  of  the  Sun) 

Here  I  have  found  a  Chamber  fit, 

(God  and  good  friends  be  thankt  for  it) 

Where  if  I  can  a  lodger  be 

A  little  while  from  Tramplers  free ;  lo 

At  my  up-rising  next,  I  shall, 

If  not  requite,  yet  thank  ye  all. 

Meane  while,  the  Holy-Rood  hence  fright 

The  fouler  Fiend,  and  evill  Spright, 

From  scaring  you  or  yours  this  night.  15 

Casualties. 

Good  things,  that  come  of  course,  far  lesse  doe  please. 
Then  those,  which  come  by  sweet  contingences. 

Bribes  and  Gifts  get  all. 

Dead  falls  the  Cause,  if  once  the  Hand  be  mute ; 
But  let  that  speak,  the  Client  gets  the  suit. 

The  end. 

If  well  thou  hast  begun,  goe  on  fore-right ; 
//  is  the  End  that  crownes  us,  not  the  Fight. 


Upon  a  child  that  dyed. 

Here  she  lies,  a  pretty  bud. 
Lately  made  of  flesh  and  blood : 
Who,  as  soone,  fell  fast  asleep. 
As  her  little  eyes  did  peep. 
Give  her  strewings ;  but  not  stir 
The  earth,  that  lightly  covers  her. 


124  Hesperides. 

Upon  Sneape.     Epig. 

Sneape  has  a  face  so  brittle,  that  it  breaks 
Forth  into  blushes,  whensoere  he  speaks. 

Content^  not  cates. 

'Tis  not  the  food,  but  the  content 
That  makes  the  Tables  merriment. 
Where  Trouble  serves  the  board,  we  eate 
The  Platters  there,  as  scone  as  meat. 
A  little  Pipkin  with  a  bit 
Of  Mutton,  or  of  Veale  in  it, 
Set  on  my  Table,  (Trouble-free) 
More  then  a  Feast  contenteth  me. 

The  Entertainment :  or,  Torch-verse^  at  the 

Marriage  of  Mr.  Hen.  Northly,  and 

the  most  witty  Mrs.  JL.ettice  Yard. 

Weelcome  !  but  yet  no  entrance,  till  we  blesse 

First  you,  then  you,  and  both  for  white  successe. 

Profane  no  Porch  young  man  and  maid,  for  fear 

Ye  wrong  the  Threshold-god,  that  keeps  peace  here  : 

Please  him,  and  then  all  good-luck  will  betide 

You,  the  brisk  Bridegroome,  you  the  dainty  Bride. 

Do  all  things  sweetly,  and  in  comely  wise ; 

Put  on  your  Garlands  first,  then  Sacrifice : 

That  done ;  when  both  of  you  have  seemly  fed. 

We'll  call  on  Night,  to  bring  ye  both  to  Bed :  i 

Where  being  laid,  all  Faire  signes  looking  on. 

Fish-like,  encrease  then  to  a  million : 

And  millions  of  spring-times  may  ye  have, 

Which  spent,  one  death,  bring  to  ye  both  one  Grave. 

The  good-night  or  Blessing. 

Blessings,  in  abundance  come, 
To  the  Bride,  and  to  her  Groome ; 
May  the  Bed,  and  this  short  night. 
Know  the  fulness  of  delight ! 

The  Enfertainment.     14  one  death]  on  death  164&  (an  evident  misprint) 


Hesperides.  125 

Pleasures,  many  here  attend  ye,  5 

And  ere  long,  a  Boy  Love  send  ye 

Curld  and  comely,  and  so  trimme, 

Maides  (in  time)  may  ravish  him. 

Thias  a  dew  of  Graces  fall 

On  ye  both;  Goodnight  to  all.  10 


Upon  Leech. 

Leech  boasts,"  he  has  a  Pill,  that  can  alone. 
With  speed  give  sick  men  their  salvation  : 
'Tis  strange,  his  Father  long  time  has  been  ill, 
And  credits  Physick,  yet  not  trusts  his  Pill : 
And  why  ?  he  knowes  he  must  of  Cure  despaire. 
Who  makes  the  slie  Physitian  his  Heire. 


To  Daffadilk. 

1.  Faire  Daffadills,  we  weep  to  see 

You  haste  away  so  soone  : 
As  yet  the  early-rising  Sun 
Has  not  attain'd  his  Noone. 

Stay,  stay,  5 

Untill  the  hasting  day 

Has  run 
But  to  the  Even-song ; 
And,  having  pray'd  together,  we 

Will  goe  with  you  along.  10 

2.  We  have  short  time  to  stay,  as  you, 

We  have  as  short  a  Spring ; 
As  quick  a  growth  to  meet  Decay, 
As  you,  or  any  thing. 

We  die,  15 

As  your  hours  doe,  and  drie 

Away, 
Like  to  the  Summers  raine ; 
Or  as  the  pearles  of  Mornings  dew 

Ne'r  to  be  found  againe.  ao 


126  Hesperides. 


To  a  Maid. 

You  say,  you  love  me ;  that  I  thus  must  prove ; 
If  that  you  lye,  then  I  will  sweare  you  love. 

Upon  a  Lady  that  dyed  in  child-bed,  and  left 
a  daughter  behind  her. 

As  Gilly  flowers  do  but  stay 

To  blow,  and  seed,  and  so  away ; 

So  you  sweet  Lady  (sweet  as  May) 

The  gardens-glory  liv'd  a  while, 

To  lend  the  world  your  scent  and  smile.  5 

But  when  your  own  faire'print  was  set 

Once  in  a  Virgin  Flosculet, 

(Sweet  as  your  selfe,  and  newly  blown) 

To  give  that  life,  resign'd  your  own  : 

But  so,  as  still  the  mothers  power  10 

Lives  in  the  pretty  Lady-flower. 

A  New-yearei  gift  sent  to  Sir  Simeon 
Steward 

No  newes  of  Navies  burnt  at  Seas ; 

No  noise  of  late  spawn'd  Tittyries : 

No  closset  plot,  or  open  vent. 

That  frights  men  with  a  Parliament : 

No  new  devise,  or  late  found  trick,  5 

To  read  by  th'  Starres,  the  Kingdoms  sick : 

No  ginne  to  catch  the  State,  or  wring 

The  free-bom  Nosthrills  of  the  King, 

We  send  to  you ;  but  here  a  jolly 

Verse  crown'd  with  Fvie,  and  with  Holly :  10 

That  tels  of  Winters  Tales  and  Mirth, 

That  Milk-maids  make  about  the  hearth. 

Of  Christmas  sports,  the  Wassell-boule, 

That  tost  up,  after  Fox-rtKhole : 

Of  Blind-man-buffe,  and  of  the  care  15 

That  young  men  have  to  shooe  the  Mare : 

A  New-yeares  gift.     8  Nosthrills]  Nosthrill    Some  topics  of  1648 


Hesperides.  127 

Of  Twelf-tide  Cakes,  of  Pease,  and  Beanes 

Wherewith  ye  make  those  merry  Sceanes, 

When  as  ye  chuse  your  King  and  Queen, 

And  cry  out,  ffey,  for  our  town  green,  so 

Of  Ash-heapes,  in  the  which  ye  use 

Husbands  and  Wives  by  streakes  to  chuse : 

Of  crackh'ng  Laurell,  which  fore-sounds, 

A  Plentious  harvest  to  your  grounds : 

Of  these,  and  such  like  things,  for  shift,  25 

We  send  in  stead  of  New-yeares  gift. 

Read  then,  and  when  your  faces  shine 

With  bucksome  meat  and  capring  Wine  : 

Remember  us  in  Cups  full  crown'd. 

And  let  our  Citie-health  go  round,  30 

Quite  through  the  young  maids  and  the  men. 

To  the  ninth  number,  if  not  tenne ; 

Untill  the  fired  Chesnuts  leape 

For  joy,  to  see  the  fruits  ye  reape. 

From  the  plurape  Challice,  and  the  Cup,  35 

That  tempts  till  it  be  tossed  up : 

Then  as  ye  sit  about  your  embers. 

Call  not  to  mind  those  fled  Decembers ; 

But  think  on  these,  that  are  t'appeare, 

As  Daughters  to  the  instant  yeare :  40 

Sit  crown'd  with  Rose-buds,  and  carouse. 

Till  Liber  Pater  twirles  the  house 

About  your  eares  ;  and  lay  upon 

The  yeare  (your  cares)  that's  fled  and  gMi. 

And  let  the  russet  Swaines  the  Plough  45 

And  Harrow  hang  up  resting  now ; 

And  to  the  Bag-pipe  all  addresse ; 

Till  sleep  takes  place  of  wearinesse. 

And  thus,  throughout,  with  Christmas  playes 

Frolick  the  full  twelve  Holy-dayes.  50 


Mattefis,  or  morning  Prayer. 

When  with  the  Virgin  morning  thou  do'st  rise, 
Crossing  thy  selfe ;  come  thus  to  sacrifice : 
First  wash  thy  heart  in  innocence,  then  bring 
Pure  hands,  pure  habits,  pure,  pure  every  thing. 


12  8  Hesperides. 

Next  to  the  Altar  humbly  kneele,  and  thence, 
Give  up  thy  soule  in  clouds  of  frankinsence. 
Thy  golden  Censors  fil'd  with  odours  sweet, 
Shall  make  thy  actions  with  their  ends  to  meet. 


Evensong. 

Beginne  with  Jove  ;  then  is  the  worke  halfe  done  ; 
And  runnes  most  smoothly,  when  tis  well  begunne. 
Jove's  is  the  first  and  last :  The  Morn's  his  due, 
The  midst  is  thine ;  hntjoves  the  Evening  too ; 
As  sure  a  Mattins  do's  to  him  belong, 
So  sure  he  layes  claime  to  the  Evensong. 

'The  Braclet  to  Julia. 

Why  I  tye  about  thy  wrist, 
Julia,  this  my  silken  twist ; 
For  what  other  reason  is't. 
But  to  shew  thee  how  in  part. 
Thou  my  pretty  Captive  art  ? 
But  thy  Bondslave  is  my  heart : 
'Tis  but  silke  that  bindeth  thee. 
Knap  the  thread,  and  thou  art  free  : 
But  'tis  otherwise  with  me  ; 
I  am  bound,  and  fast  bound  so. 
That  from  thee  I  cannot  go ; 
If  I  co'd,  I  wo'd  not  so. 

The  Christian  Militant. 

A  man  prepar'd  against  all  ills  to  come. 
That  dares  to  dead  the  fire  of  martirdome  :     • 
That  sleeps  at  home  ;  and  sayling  there  at  ease, 
Feares  not  the  fierce  sedition  of  the  Seas  : 
That's  counter-proofe  against  the  Farms  mishaps, 
UndreadfuU  too  of  courtly  thunderclaps  : 
That  weares  one  face  (like  heaven)  and  never  showes 
A  change,  when  Fortune  either  comes,  or  goes : 
That  keepes  his  own  strong  guard,  in  the  despight 
Of  what  can  hurt  by  day,  or  harme  by  night : 


Hesperides.  129 

That  takes  and  re-delivers  every  stroake 

Of  Chance,  (as  made  up  all  of  rock,  and  oake  :) 

That  sighs  at  others  death ;  smiles  at  his  own 

Most  dire  and  horrid  crucifixion. 

Who  for  true  glory  suffers  thus  ;  we  grant  15 

Him  to  be  here  our  Christian  militant. 

A  short  Hymne  to  Larr. 

Though  I  cannot  give  thee  fires 
Glit'ring  to  my  free  desires : 
These  accept,  and  He  be  free, 
Oifering  Poppy  unto  thee. 

Another  to  Neptune. 

Mighty  Neptune,  may  it  please 

Thee,  the  Rector  of  the  Seas, 

That  my  Barque  may  safely  runne 

Through  thy  watrie-region ; 

And  a  Tunnie-fish  shall  be  5 

Offer'd  up,  with  thanks  to  thee. 

Upon  Greedy.     Epig. 

An  old,  old  widow  Greedy  needs  wo'd  wed, 

Not  for  affection  to  her,  or  her  Bed  ; 

But  in  regard,  'twas  often  said,  this  old 

Woman  wo'd  bring  him  more  then  co'd  be  told. 

He  tooke  her  ;  now  the  jest  in  this  appeares,  5 

So  old  she  was,  that  none  co'd  tell  her  yeares, 

His  embalming  to  Julia. 

For  my  embalming,  Julia,  do  but  this, 

Give  thou  my  lips  but  their  supreamest  kiss  : 

Or  else  trans-fuse  thy  breath  into  the  chest. 

Where  my  small  reliques  must  for  ever  rest : 

That  breath  the  Balm,  the  myrrh,  the  Nard  shal  be,  s 

To  give  an  incorruption  unto  me. 

Upon  Greedy.    5  jest  in  this]  jestn  ithis  {^isprint  of  the  Malone  copy  0/1648 
in  Bodleian) 


130  Hesperides. 


Gold,  before  Goodnesse. 

How  rich  a  man  is,  all  desire  to  know ; 
But  none  enquires  if  good  he  be,  or  no. 

The  Kisse.     A  Diahgue. 

1.  Among  thy  Fancies,  tell  me  this, 
What  is  the  thing  we  call  a  kisse  ? 

2.  I  shall  resolve  ye,  what  it  is. 

It  is  a  creature  born  and  bred 

Between  the  lips,  (all  cherrie-red,)  S 

By  love  and  warme  desires  fed, 
Chor.   And  makes  more  soft  the  Bridall  Bed. 

?.  It  is  an  active  flame,  that  flies, 
First,  to  the  Babies  of  the  eyes ; 

And  charmes  them  there  with  lullabies ;  10 

Chor.    And  stils  the  Bride  too,  when  she  cries. 

2.  Then  to  the  chin,  the  cheek,  the  eare, 
It  frisks,  and  flyes,  now  here,  now  there, 
'Tis  now  farre  oS,  and  then  tis  nere  ; 
Chor.   And  here,  and  there,  and  every  where.  15 

I.  Ha's  it  a  speaking  virtue?    2.  Yes  ; 
I.  How  speaks  it,  say  ?     2.  Do  you  but  this. 
Part  your  joyn'd  lips,  then  speaks  your  kisse ; 
Chor.   And  this  loves  sweetest  language  is. 

1.  Has  it  a  body?     2.  I,  and  wings  »o 

With  thousand  rare  encolourings : 
And  as  it  flyes,  it  gently  sings, 
Chor.    Love,  honie  yeelds ;  but  never  stings. 

The  admonition. 

Seest  thou  those  Diamonds  which  she  weares 

In  that  rich  Carkanet ; 
Or  those  on  her  dishevel'd  haires, 

Faire  Pearles  in  order  set  ? 

The  Kisse.    For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  131 


Beleeve  young  man  all  those  were  teares  5 

By  wretched  Wooers  sent, 
In  mournfuU  Hyacinths  and  Hue, 

That  figure  discontent ; 
Which  when  not  warmed  by  her  view, 

By  cold  rieglect,  each  one,  lo 

Congeal'd  to  Pearle  and  stone ; 

Which  precious  spoiles  upon  her, 
She  weares  as  trophees  of  her  honour. 
Ah  then  consider !  What  all  this  implies  ;  " 

She  that  will  weare  thy  teares,  wo'd  weare  thine  eyes.  15 

To  his  honoured  kinsman  Sir  William 
Soame.     Epig. 

I  can  but  name  thee,  and  methinks  I  call 

All  that  have  been,  or  are  canonicall 

For  love  and  bountie,  to  come  neare,  and  see, 

Their  many  vertues  volum'd  up  in  thee  ; 

In  thee  Brave  Man !    Whose  incorrupted  fame,  5 

Casts  forth  a  light  like  to  a  Virgin  flame  : 

And  as  it  shines,  it  throwes  a  scent  about. 

As  when  a  Rain-bow  in  perfumes  goes  out. 

So  vanish  hence,  but  leave  a  name,  as  sweet. 

As  Benjamin,  and  Storax,  when  they  meet.  10 

On  himself e. 

Aske  me,  why  I  do  not  sing 

To  the  tension  of  the  string, 

As  I  did,  not  long  ago, 

When  my  numbers  full  did  flow  ? 

Griefe  (ay  me  !)  hath  struck  my  Lute,  5 

And  my  tongue  at  one  time  mute. 


To  Larr. 

No  more  shall  I,  since  I  am  driven  hence, 
Devote  to  thee  my  graines  of  Frankinsence  : 
No  more  shall  I  from  mantle-trees  hang  downe. 
To  honour  thee,  my  little  Parsly  crown  : 

K  2 


132  Hesperides. 

No  more  shall  I  (I  feare  me)  to  thee  bring  5 

My  chives  of  Garlick  for  an  ofTering  : 

No  more  shall  I,  from  henceforth,  heare  a  quire 

Of  merry  Crickets  by  my  Country  fire, 

Go  where  I  will,  thou  luckie  Larr  stay  here, 

Warme  by  a  glit'ring  chimnie  all  the  yeare.  >o 

The  departure  of  the  good  Daemon. 

What  can  I  do  in  Poetry,  ^ 

Now  the  good  Spirit's  gone  from  me  ? 
Why  nothing  now,  but  lonely  sit. 
And  over-read  what  I  have  writ. 

Clemency. 

For  punishment  in  warre,  it  will  suffice, 

If  the  chiefe  author  of  the  faction  dyes ; 

Let  but  few  smart,  but  strike  a  feare  through  all : 

Where  the  fault  springs,  there  let  the  judgement  fall. 

His  age,  dedicated  to  his  peculiar  friendy  M.  John 
Wickes,  under  the  name  o/"Posthumus. 

1.  Ah  Posthumus !  Our  yeares  hence  flye, 
And  leave  no  sound ;  nor  piety, 

Or  prayers,  or  vow 
Can  keepe  the  wrinkle  from  the  brow : 

But  we  must  on,  5 

As  Fate  do's  lead  or  draw  us ;  none, 
None,  Posthumus,  co'd  ere  decline 
The  doome  of  cruell  Proserpine. 

2.  The  pleasing  wife,  the  house,  the  ground 

Must  all  be  left,  no  one  plant  found  lo 

To  follow  thee. 
Save  only  the  Curst-Cipresse  tree : 

A  merry  mind 
Looks  forward,  scornes  what's  left  behind : 
Let's  live,  my  Wickes,  then,  while  we  may,  15 

And  here  enjoy  our  Holiday. 

The  departure,  &c.    Daemon]  The  Malont  copy  of  1648  in  Bodleian  reads 
Demon. 
His  age,  &c.    For  MS.  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  133 


3.  Wave  seen  the  past-best  Times,  and  these 
Will  nere  return,  we  see  the  Seas, 

And  Moons  to  wain ; 
But  they  fill  up  their  Ebbs  again :  30 

But  vanisht  man, 
Like  to  a  Lilly-lost,  nere  can, 
Nere  can  repullulate,  or  bring 
His  dayes  to  see  a  second  Spring. 

4.  But  on  we  must,  and  thither  tend,  25 
Where  Anchus  and  rich  Tullus  blend 

Their  sacred  seed : 
Thus  has  Infernall  Jove  decreed ; 

We  must  be  made, 
Ere  long,  a  song,  ere  long,  a  shade.  30 

Why  then,  since  life  to  us  is  short, 
Lets  make  it  full  up,  by  our  sport, 

5.  Crown  we  our  Heads  with  Roses  then. 
And  'noint  with  Tirian  Balme ;  for  when 

We  two  are  dead,  35 

The  world  with  us  is  buried. 

Then  live  we  free. 
As  is  the  Air,  and  let  us  be 
Our  own  fair  wind,  and  mark  each  one 
Day  with  the  white  and  Luckie  stone.  40 

6.  We  are  not  poore ;  although  we  have 
No  roofs  of  Cedar,  nor  our  brave 

Baia,  nor  keep 
Account  of  such  a  flock  of  sheep ; 

Nor  Bullocks  fed  45 

To  lard  the  shambles :  Barbels  bred 
To  kisse  our  hands,  nor  do  we  wish 
For  Follio's  I^mpries  in  our  dish. 

7.  If  we  can  meet,  and  so  conferre. 

Both  by  a  shining  Salt-seller ;  t,o 

And  have  our  Roofe, 
Although  not  archt,  yet  weather  proofe. 

And  seeling  free, 
From  that  cheape  Candle  baudery : 
We'le  eate  our  Beane  with  that  full  mirth,  55 

As  we  were  Lords  of  all  the  earth. 


134  Hesperides. 

8.  Well  then,  on  what  Seas  we  are  tost, 
Our  comfort  is,  we  can't  be  lost. 

Let  the  winds  drive 
Our  Barke ;  yet  she  will  keepe  alive  60 

Amidst  the  deepes ; 
'Tis  constancy  (my  Wickes)  which  keepes 
The  Pinnace  up ;  which  though  she  erres 
I'lh'  Seas,  she  saves  her  passengers. 

9.  Say,  we  must  part  (sweet  mercy  blesse  65 
Us  both  i'th'  Sea,  Camp,  Wildernesse) 

Can  we  so  farre 
Stray,  to  become  lesse  circular. 

Then  we  are  now  ? 
No,  no,  that  selfe  same  heart,  that  vow,  70 

Which  made  us  one,  shall  ne'r  undoe ; 
Or  ravell  so,  to  make  us  two. 

10.  Live  in  thy  peace ;  as  for  my  selfe. 
When  I  am  bruised  on  the  Shelfe 

Of  Time,  and  show  75 

My  locks  behung  with  frost  and  snow  : 

When  with  the  reume. 
The  cough,  the  ptisick,  I  consume 
Unto  an  almost  nothing ;  then. 
The  Ages  fled.  He  call  agen :  80 

11.  And  with  a  teare  compare  these  last 
Lame,  and  bad  times,  with  those  are  past. 

While  Bauds  by, 
My  old  leane  wife,  shall  kisse  it  dry  i 

And  so  we'l  sit  85 

By'th'fire,  foretelling  snow  and  slit, 
And  weather  by  our  aches,  grown 
Now  old  enough  to  be  our  own 

12.  True  Calenders,  as  Pusses  eare 

Washt  o're,  to  tell  *  what  change  is  neare  90 

Then  to  asswage 
The  gripings  of  the  chine  by  age ; 

1  Herrick  con-ects  Washt  o're,  to  tell  to  Washt  or  's  to  tell  in  his  Errata  ; 
see  p.  4 

90  neare]  neare  :  Douce  copy  0/1648  in  Bodleian;  also  Hebercopy 


Hesperides.  135 

I'le  call  my  young 
mius  to  sing  such  a  song 

I  made  upon  ray  Julia's  brest;  95 

And  of  her  blush  at  such  a  feast. 

1 3.  Then  shall  he  read  that  flowre  of  mine 
Enclos'd  within  a  christall  shrine : 

A  Primrose  next ; 
A  piece,  then  of  a  higher  text :  100 

For  to  beget 
In  me  a  more  transcendant  heate, 
Then  that  insinuating  fire, 
Which  crept  into  each  aged  Sire. 

14.  When  the  faire  Helkn,  from  her  eyes,  105 
Shot  forth  her  loving  Sorceries  : 

At  which  I'le  reare 
Mine  aged  limbs  above  my  chaire : 

And  hearing  it, 
Flutter  and  crow,  as  in  a  fit  1 10 

Of  fresh  concupiscence,  and  cry. 
No  lust  theres  like  to  Poetry. 

15.  Thus  frantick  crazie  man  (God  wot) 
He  call  to  mind  things  half  forgot : 

And  oft  between,  115 

Repeat  the  Times  that  I  have  seen ! 

Thus  ripe  with  tears. 
And  twisting  my  lUlus  hairs ; 
Doting,  He  weep  and  say  (In  Truth) 
Baucis,  these  were  my  sins  of  youth.  lao 

16.  Then  next  He  cause  my  hopefull  Lad 
(If  a  wild  Apple  can  be  had) 

To  crown  the  Hearth, 
{^Larr  thus  conspiring  with  our  mirth) 

Then  to  infuse  135 

Our  browner  Ale  into  the  cruse : 
Which  sweetly  spic't,  we'l  first  carouse 
Unto  the  Genius  of  the  house. 

17.  Then  the  next  health  to  friends  of  mine 

(Loving  the  brave  Burgundian  wine)  130 


136  Hesperides. 

High  sons  of  Pith, 
Whose  fortunes  I  have  frolickt  with  : 

Such  as  co'd  well 
Bear  up  the  Magick  bough,  and  spel : 

And  dancing  'bout  the  Mystick  Thyrse,  135 

Give  up  the  just  applause  to  verse : 

18.  To  those,  and  then  agen  to  thee 
We'l  drink,  my  Wiches,  untill  we  be 

Plump  as  the  cherry. 
Though  not  so  fresh,  yet  full  as  merry  140 

As  the  crickit; 
The  untam'd  Heifer,  or  the  Pricket, 
Untill  our  tongues  shall  tell  our 'ears. 
Ware  younger  by  a  score  of  years. 

19.  Thus,  till  we  see  the  fire  lesse  shine  145 
From  th'  embers,  then  the  killings  eyne, 

We'l  still  sit  up. 
Sphering  about  the  wassail  cup, 

To  all  those  times, 
Which  gave  me  honour  for  my  Rhimes,  150 

The  cole  once  spent,  we'l  then  to  bed, 
Farre  more  then  night  bewearied. 


A  short  hymne  to  Venus. 

Goddesse,  I  do  love  a  Girle 
£ubie-\vpX.,  and  tooth'd  with  Pearl: 
If  so  be,  I  may  but  prove 
Luckie  in  this  Maide  I  love : 
I  will  promise  there  shall  be 
Mirtles  offer'd  up  to  Thee. 


To  a  Gentlewoman  on  just  dealing. 

True  to  your  self,  and  sheets,  you'l  have  me  swear. 
You  shall ;  if  righteous  dealing  I  find  there. 
Do  not  you  fall  through  frailty ;  He  be  sure 
To  keep  my  Bond  still  free  from  forfeiture. 
A  short  hymne.    See  Critical  Appendix" 


Hesperides.  137 

The  hand  and  tongue. 

Two  parts  of  us  successively  command ; 

The  tongue  in  peace ;  but  then  in  warre  the  hand. 

Upon  a  delaying  Lady. 

1.  Come  come  away, 
Or  let  me  go ; 
Must  I  here  stay, 
Because  y'are  slow ; 

And  will  continue  so  ?  5 

Troth  Lady,  no. 

2.  I  scorne  to  be 
A  slave  to  state : 
And  since  I'm  free, 

I  will  not  wait,  lo 

Henceforth  at  such  a  rate, 
For  needy  Fate. 

3.  If  you  desire 

My  spark  sho'd  glow, 

The  peeping  fire  15 

You  must  blow ; 

Or  I  shall  quickly  grow. 

To  Frost  or  Snow. 

To  the  Lady  Mary  Villars,  Govemesse  to 
the  Princesse  Henretta 

When  I  of  Villars  doe  but  heare  the  name, 

It  calls  to  mind,  that  mighty  Buckingham, 

Who  was  your  brave  exalted  Uncle  here, 

(Binding  the  wheele  of  Fortune  to  his  Sphere) 

Who  spurn'd  at  Envie ;  and  co'd  bring,  with  ease,  5 

An  end  to  all  his  stately  purposes. 

For  his  love  then,  whose  sacred  Reliques  show 

Their  Resurrection,  and  their  growth  in  you : 

And  for  my  sake,  who  ever  did  prefer 

You,  above  all  Those  Sweets  of  Westminster :  10 

Permit  my  Book  to  have  a  free  accesse 

To  kisse  your  hand,  most  Dainty  Govemesse. 


138  Hesperides. 

Upon  his  Julia. 

Will  ye  heare,  what  I  can  say 
Briefly  of  my  Julia  ? 
Black  and  rowling  is  her  eye, 
Double  chinn'd,  and  forehead  high  : 
Lips  she  has,  all  Rubie  red, 
Cheeks  like  Creame  Enclarited  : 
And  a  nose  that  is  the  grace 
And  Proscenium  of  her  face. 
So  that  we  may  guesse  by  these, 
The  other  parts  will  richly  please. 

To  Flowers. 

In  time  of  life,  I  grac't  ye  with  my  Verse ; 
Doe  now  your  flowrie  honours  to  my  Herse. 
You  shall  not  languish,  trust  me :  Virgins  here 
Weeping,  shall  make  ye  flourish  all  the  yeere. 

To  my  ill  Reader. 

Thou  say'st  my  lines  are  hard ; 

And  I  the  truth  will  tell ; 
They  are  both  hard,  and  marr'd, 

If  thou  not  read'st  them  well. 

The  power  in  the  people. 

Let  Kings  Command,  and  doe  the  best  they  may, 
The  saucie  Subjects  still  mil  beare  the  sway. 

A  Hymne  to  Venus,  and  Cupid. 

Sea-bom  Goddesse,  let  me  be. 
By  thy  sonne  thus  grac't,  and  thee ; 
That  when  ere  I  wooe,  I  find 
Virgins  coy,  but  not  unkind. 
Let  me  when  I  kisse  a  maid. 
Taste  her  lips,  so  over-laid 
With  Loves-sirrop  ;  that  I  may, 
In  your  Temple,  when  I  pray, 
Kisse  the  Altar,  and  confess 
Ther's  in  love,  no  bitterness. 


HesperideS.  139 


On  Julia's  Picture. 

How  am  I  ravisht !  When  I  do  but  see, 
The  Painters  art  in  thy  Sciagraphy  ? 
If  so,  how  much  more  shall  I  dote  thereon. 
When  once  he  gives  it  incarnation  ? 

Her  Bed. 

See'st,  thou  that  Cloud  as  silver  cleare. 
Plump,  soft,  &  swelling  every  where  ? 
Tis /u/t'a's  Bed,  and  she  sleeps  there. 

Her  Legs. 

Fain  would  I  kiss  ra-j  Julias  dainty  Leg, 
Which  is  as  white  and  hair-less  as  an  egge. 

Upon  her  Almes. 

See  how  the  poore  do  waiting  stand. 
For  the  expansion  of  thy  hand. 
A  wafer  Dol'd  by  thee,  will  swell 
Thousands  to  feed  by  miracle. 

Rewards. 

Still  to  our  gains  our  chief  respect  is  had ; 
Reward  it  is,  that  makes  us  good  or  bad. 

Nothing  new. 

Nothing  is  New  :  we  walk  where  others  went. 
Ther's  no  vice  now,  but  has  his  president. 

'The  Rainbow. 

Look,  how  the  Rainbow  doth  appeare 

But  in  one  onely  Hemisphere : 

So  likewise  after  our  disseace, 

No  more  is  seen  the  Arch  of  Peace. 

That  Cov'nant's  here ;  The  under-bow. 

That  nothing  shoots,  out  war  and  woe. 


140  Hesperides. 


"The  meddow  verse  or  Aniversary  to 
Mistris  Bridget  Lowman. 

Come  with  the  Spring-time,  forth  Fair  Maid,  and  be 

This  year  again,  the  medows  Deity. 

Yet  ere  ye  enter,  give  us  leave  to  set 

Upon  your  Head  this  flowry  Coronet : 

To  make  this  neat  distinction  from  the  rest ; 

You  are  the  Prime,  and  Princesse  of  the  Feast : 

To  which,  with  silver  feet  lead  you  the  way, 

While  sweet-breath  Nimphs,  attend  on  you  this  Day. 

This  is  your  houre ;  and  best  you  may  command. 

Since  you  are  Lady  of  this  Fairie  land. 

Full  mirth  wait  on  you ;  and  such  mirth  as  shall 

Cherrish  the  cheek,  but  make  none  blush  at  all. 


The  parting  verse^  the  feast  there 
ended. 

Loth  to  depart,  but  yet  at  last,  each  one 

Back  must  now  go  to's  habitation : 

Not  knowing  thus  much,  when  we  once  do  sever. 

Whether  or  no,  that  we  shall  meet  here  ever. 

As  for  my  self,  since  time  a  thousand  cares  5 

And  griefs  hath  fil'de  upon  my  silver  hairs ; 

'Tis  to  be  doubted  whether  I  next  yeer. 

Or  no,  shall  give  ye  a  re-meeting  here. 

If  die  I  must,  then  my  last  vow  shall  be, 

You'l  with  a  tear  or  two,  remember  me,  10 

Your  sometime  Poet ;  but  if  fates  do  give 

Me  longer  date,  and  more  fresh  springs  to  live : 

Oft  as  your  field,  shall  her  old  age  renew, 

Herrick  shall  make  the  meddow-verse  for  you. 


Upon  Judith.     Epig. . 

Judith  has  cast  her  old-skin,  and  got  new ; 
And  walks  fresh  varnisht  to  the  publick  view. 
Yo\\\&  Judith  was  ;  and  foule  she  will  be  known. 
For  all  this  fair  Transfiguration. 


Hesperides.  141 


Long  and  lazie. 

That  was  the  Proverb.     Let  my  mistresse  be 
Lasie  to  others,  but  be  long  to  me. 

Upon  Ralph.     Epig. 

Curse  not  the  mice,  no  grist  of  thine  they  eat : 
But  curse  thy  children,  they  consume  thy  wheat. 

To  the  right  honourable^  Philip,  Earle  of  Pembroke^ 
and  Montgomerie. 

How  dull  and  dead  are  books,  that  cannot  show 

A  Prince  or  Pembroke,  and  that  Pembroke,  you  ! 

You,  who  are  High  born,  and  a  Lord  no  lesse 

Free  by  your  fate,  then  Fortunes  mightinesse, 

Who  hug  our  Poems  (Honourd  Sir)  and  then  5 

The  paper  gild,  and  Laureat  the  pen. 

Nor  suffer  you  the  Poets  to  sit  cold. 

But  warm  their  wits,  and  turn  their  lines  to  gold, 

Others  there  be,  who  righteously  will  swear 

Those  smooth-pac't  Numbers,  amble  every  where ;  lo 

And  these  brave  Measures  go  a  stately  trot ; 

Love  those,  like  these ;  regard,  reward  them  not. 

But  you,  my  Lord,  are  One,  whose  hand  along 

Goes  with  your  mouth,  or  do's  outrun  your  tongue ; 

Paying  before  you  praise ;  and  cockring  wit,  15 

Give  both  the  Gold  and  Garland  unto  it. 

An  hymne  to  Juno. 

Stately  Goddesse,  do  thou  please. 

Who  art  chief  at  marriages, 

But  to  dresse  the  Bridall-Bed, 

When  my  Love  and  I  shall  wed : 

And  a  Peacock  proud  shall  be  5 

Offerd  up  by  us,  to  thee. 

To  the  right  honourable  Philip,  &c.     2  or]  of  Hazlitt,  Grosart,  and  others 
(^probably  rightly) 


142  Hesperides. 


Upon  Mease.     Epig. 

Mease  brags  of  Pullets  which  he  eats  :  but  Mease 
Ne'r  ye^set  tooth  in  stump,  or  rump  of  these. 

Upon  Sapho,  sweetly  playing,  and 
sweetly  singing. 

When  thou  do'st  play,  and  sweetly  sing, 
Whether  it  be  the  voice  or  string, 
Or  both  of  them,  that  do  agree 
Thus  to  en-trance  and  ravish  me : 
This,  this  I  know,  I'm  oft  struck  mute ; 
And  dye  away  upon  thy  Lute. 

Upon  Paske  a  Draper. 

Faske,  though  his  debt  be  due  upon  the  day 
Demands  no  money  by  a  craving  way ; 
For  why  sayes  he,  all  debts  and  their  arreares. 
Have  reference  to  the  shoulders,  not  the  eares. 

Chop-Cherry. 

1.  Thou  gav'st  me  leave  to  kisse ; 
Thou  gav'st  me  leave  to  wooe ; 
Thou  mad'st  me  thinke  by  this. 
And  that,  thou'  lov'dst  me  too. 

2.  But  I  shall  ne'r  forget, 

How  for  to  make  thee  merry ; 
Thou  mad'st  me  chop,  but  yet, 
Another  snapt  the  Cherry. 

31?  the  most  learned,  wise,  and  Arch- Anti- 
quary, M.  John  Seidell. 

I  who  have  favour'd  many,  come  to  be 
Grac't  (now  at  last)  or  glorifi'd  by  thee. 
Loe,  I,  the  Lyrick  Prophet,  who  have  set 
On  many  a  head  the  Delphick  Coronet, 


Hesperides.  1 4. 3 


Come  unto  thee  for  Laurell,  having  spent,  5 

My  wreaths  on  those,  who  little  gave  or  lent. 

Give  me  the  Daphne,  that  the  world  may  know  it, 

Whom  they  neglected,  thou  hast  crown'd  a  Poet. 

A  City  here  of  Heroes  I  have  made. 

Upon  the  rock,  whose  firm  foundation  laid,  10 

Shall  never  shrink,  where  making  thine  abode, 

Live  thou  a  Selden,  that's  a  Demi-god. 

Upon  himself. 

Thou  shalt  not  All  die ;  for  while  Love's  fire  shines 
Upon  his  Altar,  men  shall  read  thy  lines  ; 
And  learn'd  Musicians  shall  to  honour  Herricks 
Fame,  and  his  Name,  both  set,  and  sing  his  Lyricks. 

Upon  wrinkles. 

Wrinkles  no  more  are,  or  no  lesse. 
Then  beauty  turn'd  to  sowernesse. 

Upon  Prigg. 

Prigg,  when  he  comes  to  houses,  oft  doth  use 
(Rather  than  fail)  to  steal  from  thence  old  shoes : 
Sound  or  unsound,  be  they  rent  or  whole, 
Prigg  bears  away  the  body  and  the  sole. 

Upon  Moon. 

Moon  is  an  Usurer,  whose  gain, 
Seldome  or  never,  knows  a  wain, 
Onely  Moons  conscience,  we  confesse, 
That  ebs  from  pittie  lesse  and  lesse. 

Pray  and  prosper. 

First  offer  Incense,  then  thy  field  and  meads 
Shall  smile  and  smell  the  better  by  thy  beads. 
The  spangling  Dew  dreg'd  o're  the  grasse  shall  be 
Turn'd  all  to  Mell,  and  Manna  there  for  thee. 

Upon  wrinkles.    See  Critical  Appendix 

Upon  Prigg.    3  be  they  rent]  or  be  they  rent  ffaslilt :  or  be  they  or  rent 
Gresarf 


144  Hespertdes. 


Butter  of  Amber,  Cream,  and  Wine,  and  Oile  s 

Shall  run,  as  rivers,  all  throughout  thy  soyl. 

Wod'st  thou  to  sincere-silver  turn  thy  mold  ? 

Pray  once,  twice  pray ;  and  turn  thy  ground  to  gold. 

His  Lachrima  or  Mirth,  tum'd 
to  mourning. 

1.  Call  me  no  more, 
As  heretofore. 

The  musick  of  a  Feast ; 

Since  now  (alas) 

The  mirth,  that  was  5 

In  me,  is  dead  or  ceast. 

2.  Before  I  went 
To  banishment 

Into  the  loathed  West ; 

I  co'd  rehearse  10 

A  Lyrick  verse. 
And  speak  it  with  the  best. 

3.  But  time  (Ai  me) 
Has  laid,  I  see 

My  Organ  fast  asleep ;  15 

And  turn'd  my  voice 

Into  the  noise 
Of  those  that  sit  and  weep. 

Upon  Shift. 

Shift  now  has  cast  his  clothes  :  got  all  things  new ; 
Save  but  his  hat,  and  that  he  cannot  mew. 

Upon  Cuts. 

If  wounds  in  clothes,  Cuts  calls  his  rags,  'tis  cleere. 
His  linings  are  the  matter  running  there. 

Gain  and  Gettings. 

When  others  gain  much  by  the  present  cast, 
The  coblers  getting  time,  is  at  the  Last. 

Lachrima]  Lacrime  164S  :  corr.  in  orig.  Errata  (see  p.  4) 


Hesperides.  145 

To  the  most  fair  and  lovely  Mistris, 
Anne  Soame,  now  Lady  Abdie. 

So  smell  those  odours  that  do  rise 

From  out  the  wealthy  spiceries : 

So  smels  the  flowre  of  blooming  Clove ; 

Or  Roses  smother'd  in  the  stove : 

So  smells  the  Aire  of  spiced  wine ;  S 

Or  Essences  oi  Jessimine : 

So  smells  the  Breath  about  the  hives, 

When  well  the  work  of  hony  thrives ; 

And  all  the  busie  Factours  come 

Laden  with  wax  and  hony  home :  lo 

So  smell  those  neat  and  woven  Bowers, 

All  over-archt  with  Oringe  flowers ; 

And  Almond  blossoms,  that  do  mix 

To  make  rich  these  Aromatikes : 

So  smell  those  bracelets,  and  those  bands  ^  15 

Of  Amber  chaf 't  between  the  hands, 

When  thus  enkindled  they  transpire 

A  noble  perfume  from  the  fire. 

The  wine  of  cherries,  and  to  these. 

The  cooling  breath  of  Respasses ;  20 

The  smell  of  mornings  milk,  and  cream ; 

Butter  of  Cowslips  mixt  with  them ; 

Of  rosted  warden,  or  bak'd  peare. 

These  are  not  to  be  reckon'd  here ; 

When  as  the  meanest  part  of  her,  i  25 

Smells  like  the  maiden-Pomander. 

Thus  sweet  she  smells,  or  what  can  be 

More  lik'd  by  her,  or  lov'd  by  mee. 

Upon  his  kinswoman  Mistris 
Elizabeth  Herrick. 

Sweet  virgin,  that  I  do  not  set 

The  pillars  up  of  weeping  _/«/, 

Or  moxxtnivW  Marble;  let  thy  shade 

Not  wrathfuU  seem,  or  fright  the  Maide, 

Who  hither  at  her  wonted  bowers  5 

Shall  come  to  strew  thy  earth  with  flowers. 

giT.2  L 


146  Hesperides. 

No,  know  (Blest  Maide)  when  there's  not  one 

Remainder  left  of  Brasse  or  stone, 

Thy  living  Epitaph  shall  be, 

Though  lost  in  them,  yet  found  in  me.  10 

Dear,  in  thy  bed  of  Hoses,  then, 

Till  this  world  shall  dissolve  as  men, 

Sleep,  while  we  hide  thee  from  the  light. 

Drawing  thy  curtains  round :  Good  night. 

A  Panegerick  to  Sir  Lewis  Pemberton. 

Till  I  shall  come  again,  let  this  suffice, 

I  send  my  salt,  my  sacrifice 
To  Thee,  thy  Lady,  younglings,  and  as  farre 

As  to  thy  Genius  and  thy  Larre ; 
To  the  worn  Threshold,  Porch,  Hall,  Parlour,  Kitchin,  5 

The  fat-fed  smoking  Temple,  which  in 
The  wholsome  savour  of  thy  mighty  Chines 

Invites  to  supper  him  who  dines. 
Where  laden  spits,  warp't  with  large  Ribbs  of  Beefe, 

Not  represent,  but  give  reliefe  10 

To  the  lanke-Stranger,  and  the  sowre  Swain ; 

Where  both  may  feed,  and  come  againe : 
For  no  black-bearded  Vigit  from  thy  doore 

Beats  with  a  button'd-stafie  the  poore : 
But  from  thy  warm-love-hatching  gates  each  may  15 

Take  friendly  morsels,  and  there  stay 
To  Sun  his  thin-clad  members,  if  he  likes. 

For  thou  no  Porter  keep'st  who  strikes. 
No  commer  to  thy  Roofe  his  Guest-rite  wants ; 

Or  staying  there,  is  scourg'd  with  taunts  ao 

Of  some  rough  Groom,  who  (yirkt  with  Corns)  sayes,  Sir 

Y'ave  dipt  too  long  i'th'  Vinegar ; 
And  with  our  Broth  and  bread,  and  bits ;  Sir,  friend, 

Y'ave  farced  well,  pray  make  an  end ; 
Two  dayes  y'ave  larded  here ;  a,  third,  yee  know,  a$ 

Makes  guests  and  fish  smell  strong ;  pray  go 
You  to  some  other  chimney,  and  there  take 

Essay  of  other  giblets ;  make 
Merry  at  anothers  hearth ;  y'are  here 

Welcome  as  thunder  to  our  beere :  30 

39  Merry]  Grosart,  Haalitt  and  other  modem  editors  read     You  merry 


Hesperides.  147 

Manners  knowes  distance,  and  a  man  unrude 

Wo'd  soon  recoile,  and  not  intrude 
His  Stomach  to  a  second  Meale.     No,  no, 

Thy  house,  well  fed  and  taught,  can  show 
No  such  crab'd  vizard :  Thou  hast  learnt  thy  Train,  35 

With  heart  and  hand  to  entertain : 
And  by  the  Armes-full  (with  a  Brest  unhid) 

As  the  old  Race  of  mankind  did, 
When  eithers  heart,  and  cithers  hand  did  strive 

To  be  the  nearer  Relative :  4° 

Thou  do'st  redeeme  those  times ;  and  what  was  lost 

Of  antient  honesty,  may  boast 
It  keeps  a  growth  in  thee ;  and  so  will  runne 

A  course  in  thy  Fames-pledge,  thy  Sonne. 
Thus,  like  a  Roman  Tribune,  thou  thy  gate  45 

Early  setts  ope  to  feast,  and  late : 
Keeping  no  currish  Waiter  to  affright, 

With  blasting  eye,  the  appetite. 
Which  fain  would  waste  upon  thy  Gates,  but  that 

The  Trencher-creature  marketh  what  5° 

Best  and  more  supphng  piece  he  cuts,  and  by 

Some  private  pinch  tels  danger's  nie 
A  hand  too  desp'rate,  or  a  knife  that  bites 

Skin  deepe  into  the  Porke,  or  lights 
Upon  some  part  of  Kid,  as  if  mistooke,  55 

When  checked  by  the  Butlers  look. 
No,  no,  thy  bread,  thy  wine,  thy  jocund  Beere 

Is  not  reserv'd  for  Trebius  here, 
But  all,  who  at  thy  table  seated  are, 

Find  equall  freedome,  equall  fare ;  60 

And  Thou,  like  to  that  Hospitable  God, 

Jove,  joy'st  when  guests  make  their  abode 
To  eate  thy  Bullocks  thighs,  thy  Veales,  thy  fat 

Weathers,  and  never  grudged  at. 
The  Phesant,  Partridge,  Gotwit,  Reeve,  Ruffe,  Raile,  65 

The  Cock,  the  Curlew,  and  the  quaile ; 
These,  and  thy  choicest  viands  do  extend 

Their  taste  unto  the  lower  end 
Of  thy  glad  table :  not  a  dish  more  known 

To  thee,  then  unto  any  one :  7° 

But  as  thy  meate,  so  thy  immortall  wine 

Makes  the  smirk  face  of  each  to  shine, 

L  2 


148  Hesperides. 


And  spring  fresh  Rose-buds,  while  the  salt,  the  wit 

Flowes  from  the  Wine,  and  graces  it : 
While  Reverence,  waiting  at  the  bashful!  board,  75 

Honours  my  Lady  and  my  Lord. 
No  scurrile  jest ;  no  open  Sceane  is  laid 

Here,  for  to  make  the  face  affraid  ; 
But  temp'rate  mirth  dealt  forth,  and  so  discreet- 
ly that  it  makes  the  meate  more  sweet ;  80 
And  adds  perfumes  unto  the  Wine,  which  thou 

Do'st  rather  poure  forth,  then  allow 
By  cruse  and  measure ;  thus  devoting  Wine, 

As  the  Canary  Isles  were  thine : 
But  with  that  wisdome,  and  that  method,  as  85 

No  One  that's  there  his  guilty  glasse 
Drinks  of  distemper,  or  ha's  cause  to  cry 

Repentance  to  his  liberty. 
No,  thou  know'st  order,  Ethicks,  and  ha's  read 

All  Oeconomicks,  know'st  to  lead  90 

A  House-dance  neatly,  and  can'st  truly  show. 

How  farre  a  Figure  ought  to  go, 
Forward,  or  backward,  side-ward,  and  what  pace 

Can  give,  and  what  retract  a  grace ; 
What  Gesture,  Courtship ;  Comliness  agrees,  95 

With  those  thy  primitive  decrees. 
To  give  subsistance  to  thy  house,  and  proofe. 

What  Genii  support  thy  roofe, 
Goodnes  and  Greaines ;  not  the  oaken  Piles ; 

For  these,  and  marbles  have  their  whiles  100 

To  last,  but  not  their  ever:  Vertues  Hand 

It  is,  which  builds,  'gainst  Fate  to  stand. 
Such  is  thy  house,  whose  firme  foundations  trust 

Is  more  in  thee,  then  in  her  dust, 
Or  depth,  these  last  may  yeeld,  and  yearly  shrinke,  105 

When  what  is  strongly  built,  no  chinke 
Or  yawning  rupture  can  the  same  devoure. 

But  fixt  it  stands,  by  her  own  power. 
And  well-laid  bottome,  on  the  iron  and  rock. 

Which  tryes,  and  counter-stands  the  shock,  no 

And  Ramme  of  time  and  by  vexation  growes 

The  stronger :   Vertue  dies  when  foes 
Are  wanting  to  her  exercise,  but  great 

And  large  she  spreads  by  dust,  and  sweat 


Hesperides,  149 

Safe  stand  thy  Walls,  and  Thee,  and  so  both  will,  115 

Since  neithers  height  was  rais'd  by  th'ill 
Of  others ;  since  no  Stud,  no  Stone,  no  Piece, 

Was  rear'd  up  by  the  Poore-mans  fleece  : 
No  Widowes  Tenement  was  rackt  to  guild 

Or  fret  thy  Seeling,  or  to  build  120 

A  Sweating-Closset,  to  annoint  the  silke- 

soft-skin,  or  bath  in  Asses  milke : 
No  Orphans  pittance,  left  him,  serv'd  to  set 

The  Pillars  up  of  lasting  Jet, 
For  which  their  cryes  might  beate  against  thine  eares^  135 

Or  in  the  dampe  Jet  read  their  Teares. 
No  Planke  from  Hallowed  Altar,  do's  appeale 

To  yond'  Star-chamber,  or  do's  scale 
A  curse  to  Thee,  or  Thine ;  but  all  things  even 

Make  for  thy  peace,  and  pace  to  heaven.  130 

Go  on  directly  so,  as  just  men  may 

A  thousand  times,  more  sweare,  then  say. 
This  is  that  Princely  Pemberton,  who  can 

Teach  man  to  keepe  a  God  in  man  : 
And  when  wise  Poets  shall  search  out  to  see  135 

Good  men.  They  find  them  all  in  Thee, 

'To  his  Valentine,  on  S.  Valentines  day. 

Oft  have  I  heard  both  Youths  and  Virgins  say. 
Birds  chuse  their  Mates,  and  couple  too,  this  day : 
But  by  their  flight  I  never  can  divine. 
When  I  shall  couple  wjth  my  Valentine. 

Upon  Doll.    Epig. 

Doll  she  so  soone  began  the  wanton  trade ; 
She  ne'r  remembers  that  she  was  a  maide. 

Upon  Skrew.     Epig. 

Skrew  lives  by  shifts ;  yet  sweares  by  no  small  oathes  ; 
For  all  his  shifts,  he  cannot  shift  his  clothes. 

Upon  Linnit.     Epig. 

Linnit  playes  rarely  on  the  Lute,  we  know ; 
And  sweetly  sings,  but  yet  his  breath  sayes  no. 


150  r         Hesperides. 


Upon  M.  Ben.  Johnson.     Epig. 

After  the  rare  Arch-Poet  Johnson  dy'd, 

The  Sock  grew  loathsome,  and  the  Buskins  pride, 

Together  with  the  Stages  glory  stood 

Each  like  a  poore  and  pitied  widowhood. 

The  Cirque  prophan'd  was ;  and  all  postures  rackt :  5 

For  men  did  strut,  and  stride,  and  stare,  not  act. 

Then  temper  flew  from  words ;  and  men  did  squeake,. 

Looke  red,  and  blow,  and  bluster,  but  not  speake : 

No  Holy-Rage,  or  frantick-fires  did  stirre. 

Or  flash  about  the  spacious  Theater.  xo 

No  clap  of  hands,  or  shout,  or  praises-proofe 

Did  crack  the  Play-house  sides,  or  cleave  her  roofe. 

Artlesse  the  Sceane  was  ;  and  that  monstrous  sin 

Of  deep  and  arrant  ignorance  came  in ; 

Such  ignorance  as  theirs  was,  who  once  hist    .  .  15 

At  thy  unequal'd  Play,  the  Akhymist : 

Oh  fie  upon  'em  ! "   Lastly  too,  all  witt 

In  utter  darkenes  did,  and  still  will, sit 

Sleeping  the  lucklesse  Age  out,  till  that  she 

Her  Resurrection  ha's  again  with  Thee         . .  ao 


Another. 

Thou  had'st  the  wreath  before,  now  take  the  Tree ; 
That  henceforth  none  be  Laurel  crown'd  but  Thee. 


To  his  Nephew,  to  be  prosperous  in  his 
art  of  Painting. 

On,  as -thou  hast  begunne,  brave  youth,  and  get 
The  Palme  from  Urbin,  Titian,  TYntarret, 
Brugel  and  Coxu,  and  the  workes  out-doe, 
Of  Holben,  and  That  mighty  Ruben  too. 
So  draw,  and  paint,  as  none  may  do  the  like. 
No,  not  the  glory  of  the  World,  Vandike. 


Hesperides.  151 

Upon  Glasse.     Epig. 

Glasse,  out  of  deepe,  and  out  of  desp'rate  want, 

Turn'd,  from  a  Papist  here,  a  Predicant. 

A  Vicarige  at  last  Tom  Glasse  got  here. 

Just  upon  five  and  thirty  pounds  a  yeare. 

Adde  to  that  thirty  five,  but  five  pounds  more,  s 

He'l.turn  a  Papist,  rancker  then  before. 


A  Vow  to  Mars. 

Store  of  courage  to  me  grant. 

Now  I'm  turn'd  a  combatant : 

Helpe  me  so,  that  I  my  shield, 

(Fighting)  lose  not  in  the  field. 

That's  the  greatest  shame  of  all,  5 

That  in  warfare  can  befall. 

Do  but  this  ;  and  there  shall  be 

Offer'd  up  a  Wolfe  to  thee. 

To  his  maid  Prew. 

These  Summer-Birds  did  with  thy  Master  stay 

The  times  of  warmth  ;  but  then  they  flew  away  ; 

Leaving  their  Poet  (being  now  grown  old) 

Expos'd  to  all  the  comming  Winters  cold. 

But  thou  kittd  Frew  did'st  with  my  Fates  abide,  5 

As  well  the  Winters,  as  the  Summers  Tide  : 

For  which  thy  Love,  live  with  thy  Master  here. 

Not  two,  but  all  the  seasons  of  the  yeare; 

A  Canticle  to  Apollo. 

1.  Play  Phoebus  on  thy  Lute  ; 
And  we  will,  all  sit  mute  : 
By  listning  to  thy  Lire, 
That  sets  all  eares  on  fire. 

2.  Hark,  harke,  the  God  do's  play  !  5 
And  as  he  leads  the  way 

Through  heaven,  the  very  Spheres, 
As  men,  turne  all  to  eares.   ■ 

To  his  maid  Prew.     'Maid'  Douce  and  Malone  copies,  which  also  read — 
1  master        5  fates        7  love  .  .  .  master        8  Not  one 
A  Canticle,     i  Foghbns  Douce  and  Malone        1  Speres  Douce  and  Malone 


152  Hesperides. 

A  just  man. 
A  Just  man's  like  a  Rock  that  turnes  the  wroth 
Of  all  the  raging  Waves,  into  a  froth. 

Upon  a  hoarse  Singer. 

Sing  me  to  death  ;  for  till  thy  voice  be  cleare, 
'Twill  never  please  the  pallate  of  mine  eare. 

How  Pansies  or  Heart-ease  came  first. 

FroUick  Virgins  once  these  were, 

Overloving,  (living  here :) 

Being  here  their  ends  deny'd . 

Ran  for  Sweet-hearts  mad,  and  dy'd. 

Love  in  pitie  of  their  teares,  S 

And  their  losse  in  blooming  yeares  ; 

For  their  restlesse  here-spent-houres, 

Gave  them  Hearts-ease  turn'd  to  Flow'rs. 

To  his  peculiar  friend  Sir  Edward  Fish, 
Knight  Baronet. 

Since  for  thy  full  deserts  (with  all  the  rest 

Of  these  chaste  spirits,  that  are  here  possest 

Of  Life  eternall)  Time  has  made  thee  one, 

For  growth  in  this  my  rich  Plantation  : 

Live  here  :  But  know  'twas  vertue,  &  not  chance,  5 

That  gave  thee  this  so  high  inheritance. 

Keepe  it  for  ever  ;  grounded  with  the  good. 

Who  hold  fast  here  an  endlesse  lively-hood. 

Larr's  portion,  or  the  Poets  part. 

At  my  homely  Country-seat, 

I  have  there  a  little  wheat ; 

Which  I  worke  to  Meale,  and  make 

Therewithal!  a  Holy-cake : 

Part  of  which  I  give  to  Larr,  5 

Part  is  my  peculiar. 

How  Pansies  or  Heart-ease,  &c.  Heart-ease]  Some  copies  of  164&  read 
Hearts-ease  :  Douce  and  Malone  copies  Hart-ease        4  di'd  Douce  and  Malone 

To  his  peculiar  friend,  &c.  5  &]  and  Douce  and  Malone  7  forever 

Douce  and  Malone  8  lively-hood]  lively  food  Douce  and  Malone  copies 

(a  misprint)  Larr's  portion.     Title,  or]  and  Deuce  and  Malone 


Hesperides.  153 

Upon  man. 

Man  is  compos'd  here  of  a  two-fold  part ; 
The  first  of  Nature,  and  the  next  of  Art : 
Art  presupposes  Nature ;  Nature  shee 
Prepares  the  way  for  mans  docility. 

Liberty. 

Those  ills  that  mortall  men  endure, 

So  long  are  capable  of  cure, 

As  they  of  freedome  may  be  sure : 

But  that  deni'd ;  a  griefe,  though  small, 

Shakes  the  whole  Roofe,  or  ruines  all.  5 

Lots  to  be  liked. 

Learn  this  of  me,  where  e'r  thy  Lot  doth  fall ; 
Short  lot,  or  not,  to  be  content  with  all. 

Griefes. 

Jove  may  afford  us  thousands  of  reliefs  ; 
Since  man  expos'd  is  to  a  world  of  griefs. 

Upon  Eeles.    Epig. 

Eeles  winds  and  turnes,  and  cheats  and  steales ;  yet  Eeks 
Driving  these  sharking  trades,  is  out  at  heels. 

"The  Dreame. 

By  Dream  I  saw,  one  of  the  three 

Sisters  of  Fate  appeare  to  me. 

Close  to  my  Beds  side  she  did  stand 

Shewing  me  there  a  fire  brand ; 

She  told  me  too,  as  that  did  spend,  S 

So  drew  my  life  unto  an  end. 

Three  quarters  were  consum'd  of  it ; 

Onely  remaind  a  little  bit. 

Which  will  be  burnt  up  by  and  by, 

Then  _^-4a  weep,  for  I  must  dy.  lo 

Upon  man.    i  twofold  Douce  and  Malone  copies      4  for]  to  Some  copies  of  16^8 
The  Dreame.     10  Juha]  probably  a  misprint  for  Julia, 


154  Hesperides. 


Upon  Raspe  Epig. 

Rasfe  playes  at  Nine-holes ;  and  'tis  known  he  gets 

Many  a  Teaster  by  his  game,  and  bets  : 

But  of  his  gettings  there's  but  little  sign ; 

When  one  hole  wasts  more  then  he  gets  by  Nine. 

Upon  Center  a  Spectacle-maker  with  a 
flat  nose. 

Center  is  known  weak-sighted,  and  he  sells 
To  others  store  of  helpful!  spectacles. 
Why  weres  he  none  ?    Because  we  may  suppose, 
Where  Leaven  wants,  there  Levill  lies  the  nose. 

Chthes  do  but  cheat  and 
cousen  us. 

K\iB:j  with  silks,  away  with  Lawn, 
He  have  no  Sceans,  or  Curtains  drawn  : 
Give  me  my  Mistresse,  as  she  is, 
Drest  in  her  nak't  simplicities  : 
For  as  my  Heart,  ene  so  mine  Eye 
Is  wone  with  flesh,  not  Drapery. 


To  Dianeme. 

Shew  me  thy  feet ;  shew  me  thy  legs,  thy  thighes  ; 

Shew  me  Those  Fleshie  Principalities  ; 

Shew  me  that  Hill  (where  smiling  Love  doth  sit) 

Having  a  living  Fountain  under  it. 

Shew  me  thy  waste ;  Then  let  me  there  withall, 

By  the  Assention  of  thy  Lawn,  see  All. 

Upon  Electra. 

When  out  of  bed  my  Love  doth  spring, 

^Tis  but  as  day  a  kindling: 

But  when  She's  up  a:nd  fully  drest, 

'Tis  then  broad  Day  throughout  the  East. 


Hesperides.  155 

To  his  Booke. 

Have  I  not  blest  Thee  ?    Then  go  forth ;  nor  fear 
Or  spice,  or  fish,  or  fire,  or  close-stools  here. 
But  with  thy  fair  Fates  leading  thee,  Go  on 
With  thy  most  white  Predestination. 

Nor  thinke  these  Ages  that  do  hoarcely  sing  5 

Ths  farting  Tanner,  SinA.  familiar  King ; 
The  dancing  Frier,  tatter'd  in  the  bush  ; 
Those  monstrous  lies  of  little  Robin  Rush : 
Tom  Chipperfeild,  and  pritty-/«^/«^  Ned, 
That  doted  on  a  Maide  of  Gingerbred :  10 

The  flying  Filcher,  and  the  frisking  Dace, 
With  all  the  rabble  of  Titn-Trundells  race, 
(Bred  from  the  dung-hils,  and  adulterous  rhimes,) 
Shall  live,  and  thou  not  superlast  all  times  ? 
No,  no,  thy  Stars  have  destin'd  Thee  to  see        -^  15 

The  whole  world  die,  and  turn  to  dust  with  thee. 
H^s  greedie  of  his  life,  who  will  not  fall. 
When  as  a  publick  mine  bears  down  All. 

Of  Love. 

I  do  not  love,  nor  can  it  be 

Love  will  in  vain  spend  shafts  on  me : 

I  did  this  God-head  once  defie ; 

Since  which  I  freeze,  but  cannot  frie. 

Yet  out  alas  !  the  deaths  the  same,  5 

Kil'd  by  a  frost  or  by  a  flame. 

Upon  himself. 

I  dislikt  but  even  now ; 

Now  I  love  I  know  not  how. 

Was  I  idle,  and  that  while 

Was  I  fier'd  with  a  smile  ? 

He  too  work,  or  pray  ;  and  then  5 

I  shall  quite  dislike  agen. 

Another. 

Love  he  that  will ;  it  best  likes  me, 
To  have  my  neck  from  Loves  yoke-free. 
Upon  himself.    See  Critical  Appendix 


156  Hesperides. 

Upon  Skinns.     Epig. 

Skinns  he  diti'd  well  to  day  ;  how  do  you  think  ? 
His  Nails  they  were  his  meat,  his  Reume  the  drink. 

Upon  Pievish.     Epig. 

Pievish  doth  boast,  that  he's  the  very  first 
Of  English  Poets,  and  'tis  thought  the  Worst. 

Upon  Jolly  and  Jilly, 
Epig. 

Jolly  ax\A./illie,  bite  and  scratch  all  day. 
But  yet  get  chilren  (as  the  neighbours  say.) 
The  reason  is,  though  all  the  day  they  fight, 
They  cling  and  close,  some  minutes  of  the  night. 

The  mad  Maids  song. 

1.  Good  morrow  to  the  Day  so  fair ; 

Good  morning  Sir  to  you  : 
Good  morrow  to  mine  own  torn  hair 
Bedabled  with  the  dew. 

2.  Good  morning  to  this  Prim-rose  too ;  5 

Good  morrow  to  each  maid  ; 
That  will  with  flowers  the  Tomb  bestrew. 
Wherein  my  Love  is  laid. 

3.  Ah  woe  is  me,  woe,  woe  is  me. 

Alack  and  welladay  !  10 

For  pitty,  Sir,  find  out  that  Bee, 
Which  bore  my  Love  away. 

4.  I'le  seek  him  in  your  Bonnet  brave ; 

He  seek  him  in  your  eyes  ; 
Nay,  now  I  think  th'ave  made  his  grave  15 

I'th'bed  of  strawburies. 

5.  He  seek  him  there ;  I  know,  ere  this. 

The  cold,  cold  Earth  doth  shake  him ; 
But  I  will  go,  or  send  a  kisse 
By  you.  Sir,  to  awake  him.  jo 

The  mad  Maids  song.    For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 

9  Ah  woe  .  .  ,]  Ah  1  woe  woe  woe  woe  woe  is  me  1648 :  corr.  in  orig. 

Errata  {seep.  4) 


Hesperides.  157 

6.  Pray  hurt  him  not ;  though  he  be  dead, 

He  knowes  well  who  do  love  him, 
And  who  with  green-turfes  reare  his  head, 
And  who  do  rudely  move  him. 

7.  He's  soft  and  tender  (Pray  take  heed)  25 

With  bands  of  Cow-slips  bind  him ; 
And  bring  him  home,  but  'tis  decreed. 
That  I  shall  never  find  him. 

To  Springs  and  Fountains. 

I  heard  ye  co'd  coole  heat ;  and  came 

With  hope  you  would  allay  the  same  : 

Thrice  I  have  washt,  but  feel  no  cold, 

Nor  find  that  true,  which  was  foretold. 

Me  thinks  like  mine,  your  pulses  beat ;  5 

And  labour  with  unequall  heat : 

Cure,  cure  your  selves,  for  I  discrie, 

Ye  boil  with  Love,  as  well  as  I. 

Upon  Julia's  unlacing 

her  self. 

Tell,  if  thou  canst,  (and  truly)  whence  doth  come 

This  Camphire,  Storax,  Spiknard,  Galbanum  : 

These  Musks,  these  Ambers,  and  those  other  smells 

(Sweet  as  the  Vesirie  of  the  Oracles.) 

He  tell  thee ;  while  my  fulia  did  unlace  5 

Her  silken  bodies,  but  a  breathing  space : 

The  passive  Aire  such  odour  then  assum'd. 

As  when  tofove  Gveatfuno  goes  perfum'd. 

Whose  pure-Immortall  body  doth  transmit 

A  scent,  that  fills  both  Heaven  and  Earth  with  it.  10 

To  Bacchus,  a  Canticle^ 

Whither  dost  thou  whorry  me, 

Bacchus,  being  full  of  Thee  ? 

This  way,  that  way,  that  way,  this. 

Here,  and  there  a  fresh  Love  is. 

That  doth  like  me,  this  doth  please ;  5 

Thus  a  thousand  Mistresses, 

I  have  now ;  yet  I  alone. 

Having  All,  injoy  not  One. 


158  Helper  ides. 


The  Lawne. 

Wo'd  I  see  Lawn,  clear  as  the  Heaven,  and  thin? 
It  sho'd  be  onely  in  my  Julia's  skin  : 
Which  so  betrayes  her  blood,  as  we  discover 
The  blush  of  cherries,  when  a  Lawn's  cast  over. 


The  Frankincense. 

When  my  off  ring  next  I  make. 
Be  thy  hand  the  hallowed  Cake : 
And  thy  brest  the  Altar,  whence 
Love  may  smell  the  Frankincense. 


Upon  Patrick  a  footman,  Epig. 

Now  Patrick  with  his  footmanship  has  done, 
His  eyes  and  ears  strive  which  sho'd  fastest  run. 


Upon  Bridget.     Epig. 

Of  foure  teeth  onely  Bridget  was  possest ; 
Two  she  spat  out,  a  cough  forc't  out  the  rest. 


To  Sycamores. 

I'm  sick  of  Love ;  O  let  me  He 
Under  your  shades,  to  sleep  or  die  ! 
Either  is  welcome ;  so  I  have 
Or  here  my  Bed,  or  here  my  Grave. 
Why  do  you  sigh,  and  sob,  and  keep 
Time  with  the  tears,  that  I  do  weep  ? 
Say,  have  ye  sence,  or  do  you  prove 
What  Crucifixions  are  in  Love  ? 
I  know  ye  do ;  and  that's  the  why, 
You  sigh  for  Love,  as  well  as  I. 

The  Frankincense,     3  brest]  bed  164S :  corr.  in  orig.  Errata  (seep.  4) 


Hesperides.  159 


A  Pastorall  sung  to  the  King :  Montano, 
Silvio,  and  Mirtillo,  Shepheards. 

Mon.  Bad  are  the  times.     Sil.  And  wors  then  they  are  we. 

Mon.  Troth,  bad  are  both ;  worse  fruit,  and  ill  the  tree : 

The  feast  of  Shepheards  fail.    Sil.  None  crowns  the  cup 

Of  Wassaile  now,  or  sets  the  quintell  up  : 

And  He,  who  us'd  to  leade  the  Country-round,  5 

Youthful!  Mirtillo,  Here  he  comes,  Griefdrownd. 

Ambo.  Lets  cheer  him  up.     Sil.  Behold  him  weeping  ripe. 

Mirt.  Ah !  Amarillis,  farewell  mirth  and  pipe ; 

Since  thou  art  gone,  no  more  I  mean  to  play, 

To  these  smooth  Lawns,  my  mirthfuU  Roundelay.  lo 

Dear  Amarillis !     Mon.    Hark  !     Sil.    mark  :     Mir.   this  earth 

grew  sweet 
Where,  Amarillis,  Thou  didst  set  thy  feet. 
Ambo.  Poor  pittied  youth  !    Mir.  And  here  the  breth  of  kine 
And  sheep,  grew  more  sweet,  by  that  breth  of  Thine. 

This  flock  of  wooU,  and  this  rich  lock  of  hair,  15 

This  ball  of  Cow-slips,  these  she  gave  me  here. 

Sil.  Words  sweet  as  Love  it  self.     Montano,  Hark. 

Mirt.  This  way  she  came,  arid  this  way  too  she  went ; 

How  each  thing  smells  divinely  redolent ! 

Like  to  a  field  of  beans,  when  newly  blown ;  20 

Or  like  a  medow  being  lately  mown. 

Mont.  A  sweet-sad  passion. 

Mirt.  In  dewie-mornings  when  she  came  this  way. 

Sweet  Bents  wode  bow,  to  give  my  Love  the  day : 

And  when  at  night,  she  folded  had  her  sheep,  25 

Daysies  wo'd  shut,  and  closing,  sigh  and  weep. 

Besides  (Ai  me !)  since  she  went  hence  to  dwell. 

The  voices  Daughter  nea'r  spake  syllable. 

But  she  is  gone.     Sil.  Mirtillo,  tell  us  whether, 

Mirt.  Where  she  and  I  shall  never  meet  together.  3° 

Mont.  Fore-fend  it  Pan,  and  Pales  do  thou  please 

To  give  an  end :    Mir.  To  what  ?    Scil.  Such  griefs  as  these. 

Mirt.  Never,  O  never !    Still  I  may  endure 

The  wound  I  suffer,  never  find  a  cure. 

Mont.  Love  for  thy  sake  will  bring  her  to  these  hills  35 

And  dales  again :    Mir.  No  I  will  languish  still ; 

And  all  the  while  my  part  shall  be  to  weepe ; 

And  with  my  sighs,  call  home  my  bleating  sheep  : 


i6o  Hesperides. 

And  in  the  Rind  of  every  comely  tree 

He  carve  thy  name,  and  in  that  name  kisse  thee  ;  4" 

Mml.  Set  with  the  Sunne,  thy  woes :    Scil.  The  day  grows  old : 
And  time  it  is  our  full-fed  flocks  to  fold. 

Chor.  The  shades  grow  great ;  but  greater  growes  our  sorrow, 
But  lets  go  steepe 

Our  eyes  in  sleepe ;  45 

And  meet  to  weepe 
To  morrow. 


The  Poet  loves  a  Mistresse,  but  not 
to  marry. 

I  do  not  love  to  wed, 
Though  I  do  like  to  wooe ; 
And  for  a  maidenhead 
He  beg,  and  buy  it  too. 

2.  He  praise,  and  He  approve  5 
Those  maids  that  never  vary ; 

And  fervently  He  love ; 

But  yet  I  would  not  marry.  , 

3.  He  hug,  He  kisse,  He  play. 

And  Cock-like  Hens  He  tread :  10 

And  sport  it  any  way ; 
But  in  the  Bridall  Bed : 

4.  For  why  ?  that  man  is  poore. 
Who  hath  but  one  of  many ; 

But  crown'd  he  is  with  store,  15 

That  single  may  have  any; 

5.  Why  then,  say,  what  is  he 
(To  freedome  so  unknown) 
Who  having  two  or  three, 

Will  be  content  with  one  ?  ao 

Upon  Flimsey.     Epig. 

Why  walkes  Nick  Flimsey  like  a  Male-content  ? 
Is  it  because  his  money  all  is  spent  ? 
No,  but  because  the  Ding-thrift  now  is  poore, 
And  knowes  not  where  i'th  world  to  borrow  more. 


Hesperides.  1 6 1 

Upon  Shewbread.     Epig. 

Last  night  thou  didst  invite  me  home  to  eate ; 
And  shew'st  me  there  much  Plate,  but  little  meat ; 
Prithee,  when  next  thou  do'st  invite,  barre  State, 
And  give  me  meate,  or  give  me  else  thy  Plate. 

^he  Willow  Garland. 

A  willow  Garland  thou  did'st  send 

Perfum'd  (last  day)  to  me  : 
Which  did  but  only  this  portend, 

I  was  forsooke  by  thee. 

Since  so  it  is ;  He  tell  thee  what,  S 

To  morrow  thou  shalt  see 
Me  weare  the  Willow ;  after  that. 

To  dye  upon  the  Tree. 

As  Beasts  unto  the  Altars  go 

With  Garlands  drest,  so  I  lo 

Will,  with  my  Willow-wreath  also. 

Come  forth  and  sweetly  dye. 

\J  A  Hymne  to  Sir  Clipseby  Crew. 

'Twas  not  Lov's  Dart ; 
Or  any  blow 
Of  want,  or  foe. 
Did  wound  my  heart 
With  an  eternall  smart :  5 

But  only  you. 
My  sometimes  known 
Companion, 
(My  dearest  Crew,) 
That  me  unkindly  slew.  lo 

May  your  fault  dye. 
And  have  no  name 
In  Bookes  of  fame ; 
Or  let  it  lye 
Forgotten  now,  as  I.  '5 

Upon  Shewbread.     2  meat]  meate  some  copies  0/1648 

The  Willow  Garland.  ■  For  variants,  &c.,  see  Critical  Appendix 

7.8  M 


1 62  Hesperides. 

We  parted  are, 
And  now  no  more, 
'  As  heretofore, 

By  jocund  Larr, 
Shall  be  familiar.  20 

But  though  we  Sever 
My  Crew  shall  see. 
That  I  will  be 
Here  faithlesse  never ; 
But  love  my  Clipseby  ever.  35 


Upon  Roots,     ^pig. 

Roots  had  no  money  ;  yet  he  went  o'th  score 
For  a  wrought  Purse ;  can  any  tell  wherefore  ? 
Say,  What  sho'd  Roots  do  with  a  Purse  in  print, 
That  h'ad  nor  Gold  or  Silver  to  put  in't  ? 


Upon  Craw. 

Craw  cracks  in  sirrop ;  and  do's  stinking  say. 
Who  can  hold  that  (my  friends)  that  will  away  ? 


Observation. 

Who  to  the  North,  or  South,  doth  set 
His  Bed,  Male  children  shall  beget. 


-  Empires. 

Empires  of  Kings,  are  now,  and  ever  were, 
(As  Salust  saith)  co-incident  to  feare. 

Felicity,  quick  of  flight. 

Every  time  seemes  short  to  be. 
That's  measur'd  by  felicity : 
But  one  halfe  houre,  that's  made  up  here 
With  griefe ;  seemes  longer  then  a  yeare. 


He'sperides.  163 


Putrefaction. 

Putrefaction  is  the  end 

Of  all  that  Nature  doth  entend. 

Passion. 

Were  there  not  a  Matter  known, 
There  wo'd  be  no  Passion. 

Jack  and  y\\[. 

^xncQ/ack  and /ill  both  wicked  be ; 
It  seems  a  wonder  unto  me, 
That  they  no  better  do  agree. 

Upon  Parson  Beanes. 

Old  Parson  Beanes  hunts  six  dayes  of  the  week. 
And  on  the  seaventh,  he  has  his  Notes  to  seek. 
Six  dayes  he  hollows  so  much  breath  away. 
That  on  the  seaventh,  he  can  nor  preach,  or  pray. 

The  crowd  and  company. 

In  holy  meetings,  there  a  man  may  be 
One  of  the  crowd,  not  of  the  companie. 

5hort  and  long  both  likes. 

This  Lady's  short,  that  Mistresse  she  is  tall ; 
But  long  or  short,  I'm  well  content  with  all. 

Pollicie  in  Princes. 

That  Princes  may  possesse  a  surer  seat, 

'Tis  fit  they  make  no  One  with  them  too  great. 

Upon  Rook,  Epig. 

Hook  he  sells  feathers,  yet  he  still  doth  crie 
Fie  on  this  pride,  this  Female  vanitie. 
Thus,  though  the  Rooke  do's  raile  against  the  sin, 
He  loves  the  gain  that  vanity  brings  in. 

M2 


164  Hesperides. 

Upon  the  Nipples  <?/"  Julia's  Breast. 

Have  ye  beheld  (with  much  delight) 

A  red-Rose  peeping  through  a  white  ? 

Or  else  a  Cherrie  (double  grac't) 

Within  a  Lillie  ?  Center  plac't  ? 

Or  ever  mark't  the  pretty  beam, 

A  Strawberry  shewes  halfe  drown'd  in  Creame? 

Or  seen  rich  Rubies  blushing  through 

A  pure  smooth  Pearle,  and  Orient  too  ? 

So  like  to  this,  nay  all  the  rest, 

Is  each  neate  Niplet  of  her  breast. 

3o  Daisies,  not  to  shut  so  soone. 

1.  Shut  not  so  soon ;  the  duU-ey'd  night 

Ha's  not  as  yet  begunne 
To  make  a  seisure  on  the  light, 
Or  to  seale  up  the  Sun. 

2.  No  Marigolds  yet  closed  are; 

No  shadowes  great  appeare ; 
Nor  doth  the  early  Shepheards  Starre 
Shine  like  a  spangle  here. 

3.  Stay  but  till  ray  Julia  close 

Her  life-begetting  eye; 
And  let  the  whole  world  then  dispose 
It  selfe  to  live  or  dye. 

To  the  little  Spinners. 

Yee  pretty  Huswives,  wo'd  ye  know 
The  worke  that  I  wo'd  put  ye  to  ? 
This,  this  it  sho'd  be,  for  to  spin, 
A  Lawn  for  me,  so  fine  and  thin. 
As  it  might  serve  me  for  my  skin. 
For  cruell  Love  ha's  me  so  whipt, 
That  of  my  skin,  I  all  am  stript ; 
And  shall  dispaire,  that  any  art 
Can  ease  the  rawnesse,  or  the  smart ; 
Unlesse  you  skin  again  each  part. 

To  the  Utile  Spinners.    10  Unlesse]    Misprinted  Unlesse 


Hesperides,  165 

Which  mercy  if  you  will  but  do, 

I  call  all  Maids  to  witnesse  too 

What  here  I  promise,  that  no  Broom 

Shall  now,  or  ever  after  come 

To  wrong  a  Spinner  or  her  Loome.  15 


Oberons  Palace. 

After  the  Feast  (my  Shapcot)  see, 

The  Fairie  Court  I  give  to  thee : 

Where  we'le  present  our  Oberon  led 

Halfe  tipsie  to  the  Fairie  Bed, 

Where  Mab  he  finds  ;  who  there  doth  lie  5 

Not  without  mickle  majesty. 

Which,  done ;  and  thence  remov'd  the  light, 

We'l  wish  both  Them  and  Thee,  good  night. 

Full  as  a  Bee  with  Thyme,  and  Red, 

As  Cherry  harvest,  now  high  fed  10 

For  Lust  and  action ;  on  he'l  go, 

To  lye  with  Mab,  though  all  say  no. 

Lust  ha's  no  eares ;  He's  sharpe  as  thorn ; 

And  fretfuU,  carries  Hay  in's  home, 

And  lightning  in  his  eyes  ;  and  flings  15 

Among  the  Elves,  (if  mov'd)  the  stings 

Of  peltish  wasps  ;  we'l  know  his  Guard 

Kings  though  th'are  hated,  will  befear'd. 

Wine  lead  him  on.     Thus  to  a  Grove 

(Sometimes  devoted  unto  Love)  20 

Tinseld  with  Twilight,  He,  and  They 

Lead  by  the  shine  of  Snails  ;  a  way 

Beat  with  their  num'rous  feet,  which  by 

Many  a  neat  perplexity. 

Many  a  turn,  and  man'  a  crosse-  25 

Track  they  redeem  a  bank  of  mosse 

Spungie  and  swelling,  and  farre  more 

Soft  then  the  finest  Lemster  Ore. 

Mildly  disparkling,  like  those  fiers. 

Which  break  from  the  Injeweld  tyres  30 

Of  curiou^  Brides ;  or  like  those  mites 

Of  Candi'd  dew  in  Moony  nights. 

Oberons  Palace.    For  MS.  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


1 66  Hesperides. 

Upon  this  Convex,  all  the  flowers 
(Nature  begets  by  th'  Sun,  and  showers,) 
Are  to  a  wilde  digestion  brought,  35 

As  if  Loves  Sampler  here  was  wrought : 
Or  Citherea's  Ceston,  which 
All  with  temptation  doth  bewitch. 
Sweet  Aires  move  here ;  and  more  divine 
Made  by  the  breath  of  great-ey'd  kine,  4° 

Who  as  they  lowe  empearl  with  milk 
The  four-leav'd  grasse,  or  mosse-like  silk. 
The  breath  of  Munkies  met  to  mix 
With  Musk-flies,  are  th'  Aromaticks, 

Which  cense  this  Arch  ;  and  here  and  there,  45 

And  farther  oiT,  and  every  where, 
Throughout  that  Brave  Mosaick  yard 
Those  Picks  or  Diamonds  in  the  Card  : 
With  peeps  of  Harts,  of  Club  and  Spade 
Are  here  most  neatly  inter-laid.  50 

Many  a  Counter,  many  a  Die, 
Half  rotten,  and  without  an  eye, 
Lies  here  abouts  ;  and  for  to  pave 
The  excellency  of  this  Cave, 

Squirrils  and  childrens  teeth  late  shed,  55 

Are  neatly  here  enchequered. 
With  brownest  Toadstones,  and  the  Gum 
That  shines  upon  the  blewer  Plum. 
The  nails  fain  off  by  Whit-flawes  :  Art's 
Wise  hand  enchasing  here  those  warts,  60 

Which  we  to  others  (from  our  selves) 
Sell,  and  brought  hither  by  the  Elves. 
The  tempting  Mole,  stoln  from  the  neck 
Of  the  shie  Virgin,  seems  to  deck 

The  holy  Entrance  ;  where  within  65 

The  roome  is  hung  with  the  blew  skin 
Of  shifted  Snake  :  enfreez'd  throughout 
With  eyes  of  Peacocks  Trains,  &  Trout- 
flies  curious  wings ;  and  these  among 

Those  silver-pence,  that  cut  the  tongue  yo 

Of  the  red  infant,  neatly  hung. 
The  glow-wormes  eyes ;  the  shining  scales 
Of  silv'rie  fish  ;  wheat-strawes,  the  snailes 

40  great-ey'd  kine]  ilfiV/nWfrf  great  eyed-kine  43  mosse-like]  mosse, 

like     Grosarl  and  some  others  {unnecessarily) 


Hesperides.  167 


Soft  Candle-light ;  the  Killing's  eyne ; 

Corrupted  wood  ;  serve  here  for  shine.  75 

No  glaring  light  of  bold-fac't  Day, 
Or  other  over  radiant  Ray 
Ransacks  this  roome ;  but  what  weak  beams 
Can  make  reflected  from  these  jems, 

And  multiply ;  Such  is  the  light,  80 

But  ever  doubtfull  Day,  or  night. 
By  this  quaint  Taper-light  he  winds 
His  Errours  up ;  and  now  he  finds 
His  Moon-tann'd  Mab,  as  somewhat  sick, 
And  (Love  knowes)  tender  as  a  chick.  85 

Upon  six  plump  Dandillions,  high- 
Rear'd,  lyes  her  Elvish-majestie : 
Whose  woollie-bubbles  seem'd  to  drowne 
Hir  Mab-ship  in  obedient  Downe. 

For  either  sheet,  was  spread  the  Caule  90 

That  doth  the  Infants  face  enthrall. 
When  it  is  bom :  (by  some  enstyl'd 
The  luckie  Omen  of  the  child) 
And  next  to  these  two  blankets  ore- 
Cast  of  the  finest  Gossamore.  95 
And  then  a  Rug  of  carded  wooll. 
Which,  Spunge-like  drinking  in  the  dull- 
Light  of  the  Moon,  seem'd  to  comply, 
Cloud-like,  the  daintie  Deitie. 

Thus  soft  she  lies  :  and  over-head  100 

A  Spinners  circle  is  bespread. 
With  Cob-web-curtains  :  from  the  roof 
So  neatly  sunck,  as  that  no  proof 
Of  any  tackling  can  declare 

What  gives  it  hanging  in  the  Aire.  105 

The  Fringe  about  this,  are  those  Threds 
Broke  at  the  Losse  of  Maiden-heads : 
And  all  behung  with  these  pure  Pearls, 
Dropt  from  the  eyes  of  ravisht  Girles 

Or  writhing  Brides;  when,  (panting)  they  no 

Give  unto  Love  the  straiter  way. 
For  Musick  now ;  He  has  the  cries 
Of  fained-lost- Virginities ; 
The  which  the  Elves  make  to  excite 
A  more  unconquer'd  appetite.  "S 


1 6  8  Hesperides. 

The  Kings  undrest ;  and  now  upon 
The  Gnats-watch-word  the  Elves  are  gone. 
And  now  the  bed,  and  Mab  possest 
Of  this  great-little-kingly-Guest. 
We'll  nobly  think,  what's  to  be  done. 
He'll  do  no  doubt ;  This  4ax  is  spun. 


"To  his  peculiar  friend  Master  Thomas 
Shapcott,  Lawyer. 

I've  paid  Thee,  what  I  promis'd ;  that's  not  All ; 
Besides  I  give  Thee  here  a  Verse  that  shall 
(When  hence  thy  Circum-mortall-part  is  gon) 
Arch-like,  hold  up,  Tky  Niame's  Inscription. 
Brave  men  can't  die ;  whose  Candid  Actions  are 
Writ  in  the  Poets  Endlesse-Kalendar : 
Whose  velome,  and  whose  volumne  is  the  Side, 
And  the  pure  Starres  the  praising  Poetrie. 

Farewell. 

To  Julia  in  the  Temple. 

Besides  us  two,  i'  th'  Temple  here's  not  one 

To  make  up  now  a  Congregation. 

Let's  to  the  Altar  of  perfumes  then  go. 

And  say  short  Prayers  ;  and  when  we  have  done  so, 

Then  we  shall  see,  how  in  a  little  space. 

Saints  will  come  in  to  fill  each  Pew  and  Place. 


To  Oenone. 

What  Conscience,  say,  is  it  in  thee 
When  I  a  Heart  had  one, 

To  Take  away  that  Heart  from  me. 
And  to  retain  thy  own  ? 

For  shame  or  pitty  now  encline 

To  play  a  loving  part ; 
Either  to  send  me  kindly  thine, 

Or  give  me  back  my  heart. 

To  Oenone.    See  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  169 


3.  Covet  not  both ;  but  if  thou  dost 
Resolve  to  part  with  neither  ; 
Why  !  yet  to  shew  that  thou  art  just, 
Take  me  and  mine  together. 

His  weaknesse  in  woes. 

I  cannot  suffer ;  And  in  this,  my  part 

Of  Patience  wants.     Grief  breaks  the  stoutest  Heart 


Fame  makes  us  forward. 

To  Print  our  Poems,  the  propulsive  cause 
Is  Fame,  (the  breath  of  popular  applause.) 


To  Groves. 

Yee  silent  shades,  whose  each  tree  here 

Some  Relique  of  a  Saint  doth  weare : 

Who  for  some  sweet-hearts  sake,  did  prove 

The  fire,  and  martyrdome  of  love. 

Here  is  the  Legend  of  those  Saints  5 

That  di'd  for  love ;  and  their  complaints  : 

Their  wounded  hearts  ;  and  names  we  find 

Encarv'd  upon  the  Leaves  and  Rind. 

Give  way,  give  way  to  me,  who  come 

Scorch't  with  the  selfe-same  martyrdome  :  lo 

And  have  deserv'd  as  much  (Love  knowes) 

As  to  be  canoniz'd  'mongst  those. 

Whose  deeds,  and  deaths  here  written  are 

Within  your  Greenie-Kakndar : 

By  all  those  Virgins  Fillets  hung  15 

Upon  your  Boughs,  and  Requiems  sung 

For  Saints  and  Soules  departed  hence, 

(Here  honour'd  still  with  Frankincense) 

By  all  those  teares  that  have  been  shed. 

As  a  Drink-offering,  to  the  dead  :  20 

By  all  those  True-love-knots,  that  be 

With  Motto's  carv'd  on  every  tree, 

By  sweet  S.  Phillis ;  pitie  me  : 

By  deare  S.  I/kis ;  and  the  rest. 

Of  all  those  other  Saints  now  blest ;  25 


170  Hesperides. 

Me,  me,  forsaken,  here  admit 
Among  your  Mirtles  to  be  writ : 
That  my  poore  name  may  have  the  glory 
To  live  remembred  in  your  story. 

An  Epitaph  upon  a  Virgin. 

Here  a  solemne  Fast  we  keepe, 

While  all  beauty  lyes  asleep 

Husht  be  all  things ;  (no  noyse  here) 

But  the  toning  of  a  teare  : 

Or  a  sigh  of  such  as  bring  ■  S 

Cowslips  for  her  covering. 

To  the  right  gratious  Prince,  Lodwick,  Duke 

o/"  Richmond  and  Lenox. 

Of  all  those  three-brave-brothers,  fain  i'  th'  Warre, 

(Not  without  glory)  Noble  Sir,  you  are, 

Despite  of  all  concussions  left  the  Stem 

To  shoot  forth  Generations  like  to  them. 

Which  may  be  done,  if  (Sir)  you  can  beget  5 

Men  in  their  substance,  not  in  counterfeit. 

Such  Essences  as'  those  Three  Brothers  ;  known 

Eternall  by  their  own  production. 

Of  whom,  from  Fam's  white  Trumpet,  This  He  Tell, 

Worthy  their  everlasting  Chronicle,  10 

Never  since  first  Beliona  us'd  a  Shield, 

Such  Three  brave  Brothers  fell  in  Mars  his  Field. 

These  were  those  Three  Horatii  Rome  did  boast, 

Ronis  were  these  Three  Horatii  we  have  lost. 

One  Cordelion  had  that  Age  long  since;  «5 

This,  Three;  which  Three,  you  make  up  Foure  Brave  Prince. 

To  Jeakusie. 
I.  O  Jealousie,  that  art 
The  Canker  of  the  heart : 
And  mak'st  all  hell 
Where  thou  do'st  dwell ; 

For  pitie  be  5 

No  Furie,  or  no  Fire-brand  to  me. 

To  the  right  gratious  Prince,  Lodwick,  &c.     14  were]  Misprinted  where 


Hesperides.  171 


2.  Farre  from  me  He  remove 
All  thoughts  of  irksome  Love  : 

And  turn  to  snow, 

Or  Christall  grow ; 

To  keep  still  free 
(O  !  Soul-tormenting  Jealousie,)  from  Thee. 

To  live  Freely. 

Let's  live  in  hast ;  use  pleasures  while  we  may  : 
Co'd  life  rettirn,  'twod  never  lose  a  day. 

Upon  Spunge.     Epig. 

Spunge  makes  his  boasts  that  he's  the  onely  man 
Can  hold  of  Beere  and  Ale  an  Ocean ; 
Is  this  his  Glory  ?  then  his  Triumph's  Poore  ; 
I  know  the  Tunne  of  Hidkberge  holds  more. 

His  dimes. 

Here,  here  I  live, 
And  somewhat  give. 
Of  what  I  have, 
To  those,  who  crave. 
Little  or  much, 
My  Almnes  is  such  : 
But  if  my  deal 
Of  Oyl  and  Meal 
Shall  fuller  grow, 
More  He  bestow : 
Mean  time  be  it 
E'en  but  a  bit, 
Or  else  a  crum. 
The  scrip  hath  some. 

Upon  himself. 

Come,  leave  this  loathed  Country-life,  and  then 
Grow  up  to  be  a  Roman  Citizen. 
Those  mites  of  Time,  which  yet  remain  unspent, 
Waste  thou  in  that  most  Civill  Government. 


172  Hesperides. 

Get  their  comportment,  and  the  gliding  tongue 
Of  those  mild  Men,  thou  art  to  live  among : 
Then  being  seated  in  that  smoother  Sphere, 
Decree  thy  everlasting  Topick  there. 
And  to  the  Farm-house  nere  return  at  all ; 
Though  Granges  do  not  love  thee,  Cities  shall. 

To  enjoy  the  Time. 

While  Fates  permits  us,  let's  be  merry ; 
Passe  all  we  must  the  fatall  Ferry : 
And  this  our  life  too  whirles  away, 
With  the  Rotation  of  the  Day. 

Upon  Love. 

I.  Love,  I  have  broke 

Thy  yoke ; 
The  neck  is  free : 
But  when  I'm  next 

Love  vext. 
Then  shackell  me. 

2  'Tis  better  yet 

To  fret 
The  feet  or  hands  ; 
Then  to  enthrallj 

Or  gall 
The  neck  with  bands. 

7*0  the  right  Honourable  Mildmay,  Eark 
o/"  Westmorland. 

You  are  a  Lord,  an  Earle,  nay  more,  a  Man, 
Who  writes  sweet  Numbers  well  as  any  can  : 
If  so,  why  then  are  not  These  Verses  hurld. 
Like  Sybeh  Leaves,  throughout  the  ample  world  ? 
What  is  a  Jewell  if  it  be  not  set 
Forth  by  a  Ring,  or  some  rich  Carkanet  ? 
But  being  so  ;  then  the  beholders  cry. 
See,  see  a  Jemme  (as  rare  as  BcbIus  eye.) 
Then  publick  praise  do's  runne  upon  the  Stone, 
For  a  most  rich,  a  rare,  a  precious  One. 


Hesperides.  173 


Expose  your  jewels  then  unto  the  view, 
That  we  may  praise  Them,  or  themselves  prize  You. 
Vertue  conceaVd  (with  Horace  you'l  confesse) 
Differs  not  much  from  drowzie  slothfullnesse. ' 


The  Plunder. 

I  am  of  all  bereft ; 
Save  but  some  few  Beanes  left, 
Whereof  (at  last)  to  make 
For  me,  and  mine  a  Cake  : 
Which  eaten,  they  and  I 
Will  say  our  grace,  and  die. 


Littknesse  no  cause  of  Leannesse. 

One  feeds  on  Lard,  and  yet  is  leane  ; 
And  I  but  feasting  with  a  Beane, 
Grow  fat  and  smooth  :  The  reason  is, 
Jove  prospers  my  meat,  more  then  his. 


Upon  one  who  said  she  was  alwayes  young. 

You  say  y'are  young ;  but  when  your  Teeth  are  told 
To  be  but  three,  Black-ey'd,  wee'l  thinke  y'are  old. 


Upon  Huncks.     Epig. 

Huncks  ha's  no  money  (he  do's  sweare,  or  say) 
About  him,  when  the  Taverns  shot's  to  pay. 
If  he  ha's  none  in's  pockets,  trust  me,  Huncks 
Ha's  none  at  home,  in  Coffers,  Desks,  or  Trunks. 


The  Jimmall  Ring,  or  True-love-knot. 

Thou  sent'st  to  me  a  True-love-knot ;  but  I 
Return'd  a  Ring  of  Jimmals,  to  imply 
Thy  Love  had  one  knot,  mine  a  triple  tye. 


174  flesperides. 

The  parting  Verse,  or  charge  to  his  supposed 
Wife  when  he  travelled. 

Go  hence,  and  with  this  parting  kisse, 

Which  joyns  two  souls,  remember  this ; 

Though  thou  beest  young,  kind,  soft,  and  faire, 

And  may'st  draw  thousands  with  a  haire  : 

Yet  let  these  glib  temptations  be  5 

Furies  to  others,  Friends  to  me. 

Looke  upon  all ;  and  though  on  fire 

Thou  set'st  their  hearts,  let  chaste  desire 

Steere  Thee  to  me ;  and  thinke  (me  gone) 

In  having  all,  that  thou  hast  none.  lo 

Nor  so  immured  wo'd  I  have 

Thee  live,  as  dead  and  in  thy  grave ; 

But  walke  abroad,  yet  wisely  well 

Stand  for  my  comming,  Sentinell. 

And  think  (as  thou  do'st  walke  the  street)  15 

Me,  or  my  shadow  thou  do'st  meet. 

I  know  a  thousand  greedy  eyes 

Will  on  thy  Feature  tirarmize, 

In  my  short  absence  ;  yet  behold 

Them  like  some  Picture,  or  some  Mould  20 

Fashion'd  like  Thee  ;  which  though  'tave  eares 

And  eyes,  it  neither  sees  or  heares. 

Gifts  will  be  sent,  and  Letters,  which 

Are  the  expressions  of  that  itch. 

And  salt,  which  frets  thy  Suters ;  fly  35 

Both,  lest  thou  lose  thy  liberty  : 

For  that  once  lost,  thou't  fall  to  one, 

Then  prostrate  to  a  million. 

But  if  they  wooe  thee,  do  thou  say, 

(As  that  chaste  Queen  of  Ithaca  50 

Did  to  her  suitors)  this  web  done 

(Undone  as  oft  as  done)  I'm  wonne ; 

I  will  not  urge  Thee,  for  I  know, 

Though  thou  art  young,  thou  canst  say  no, 

And  no  again,  and  so  deny,  35 

Those  thy  Lust-burning  Incubi. 

The  parting  Verse.    For  MS.  variants  see  Critical  Appendix        8.  let]  yet 
164S:  corr.  in  orig.  Errata  {seep,  4) 


Hesperides,  175 

Let  them  enstile  Thee  Fairest  faire, 

The  Pearle  of  Princes,  yet  despaire 

That  so  thou  art,  because  thou  must 

Believe,  Love  speaks  it  not,  but  Lust ;  40 

And  this  their  Flatt'rie  do's  commend 

Thee  chiefly  for  their  pleasures  end. 

I  am  not  jealous  of  thy  Faith, 

Or  will  be ;  for  the  Axiome  saith, 

He  that  doth  suspect,  do's  haste  45 

A  gentle  mind  to  be  unchaste. 

No,  live  thee  to  thy  selfe,  and  keep 

Thy  thoughts  as  cold,  as  is  thy  sleep  : 

And  let  thy  dreames  be  only  fed 

With  this,  that  I  am  in  thy  bed.  50 

And  thou  then  turning  in  that  Sphere, 

Waking  shalt  find  me  sleeping  there. 

But  yet  if  boundlesse  Lust  must  skaile 

Thy  Fortress,  and  will  needs  prevaile  ; 

And  wildly  force  a  passage  in^  55 

Banish  consent,  and  'tis  no  sinne 

Of  Thine ;  so  Lucrece  fell,  and  the 

Chaste  Syracusian  Cyane. 

So  MedulUna  fell,  yet  none 

Of  these  had  imputation  60 

For  the  least  trespasse ;  'cause  the  mind 

Here  was  not  with  the  act  combin'd. 

The  body  sins  not,  'tis  the  Will 

That  makes  the  Action,  good,  or  ill. 

And  if  thy  fall  sho'd  this  way  come,  65 

Triumph  in  such  a  Martirdome, 

I  will  not  over-long  enlarge 

To  thee,  this  my  religious  charge. 

Take  this  compression,  so  by  this 

Means,  I  shall  know  what  other  kisse  yo 

Is  mixt  with  mine ;  and  truly  know, 

Returning,-  if 't  be  mine  or  no : 

Keepe  it  till  then ;  and  now  my  Spouse, 

For  my  wisht  safety  pay  thy  vowes. 

And  prayers  to  Venus ;  if  it  please  75 

The  Great-blew-ruler  of  the  seas ; 

45  doth  snspect]  doth  still  suspect    Some  copies  0/1648 


176  Hespertdes. 


Not  many  fuU-fac't-moons  shall  waine, 

Lean-horn'd,  before  I  come  again 

As  one  triumphant ;  when  I  find 

In  thee,  all  faith  of  Woman-kind.  80 

Nor  wo'd  I  have  thee  thinke,  that  Thou 

Had'st  power  thy  selfe  to  keep  this  vow  ; 

But  having  scapt  temptations  shelfe, 

Know  vertue  taught  thee,  not  thy  selfe. 


To  his  Kinsman^  Sir  Tho.  Soame. 

Seeing  thee  Soame,  I  see  a  Goodly  man, 
And  in  that  Good,  a  great  Patrician. 
Next  to  which  Two ;  among  the  City-Powers, 
And  Thrones,  thy  selfe  one  of  Those  Senatours  ; 
Not  wearing  Purple  only  for  the  show ; 
(As  many  Conscripts  of  the  Citie  do) 
But  for  True  Service,  worthy  of  that  Gowne, 
•  The  Golden  chain  too,  and  the  Civick  Crown. 


lo  Blossoms. 

1.  Faire  pledges  of  a  fruitfuU  Tree, 

Why  do  yee  fall  so  fast  ? 

Your  date  is  not  so  past ; 

But  you  may  stay  yet  here  a  while. 

To  blush  and  gently  smile ; 

And  go  at  last. 

2.  What,  were  yee  borne  to  be 

An  houre  or  halFs  delight ; 
And  so  to  bid  goodnight  ? 
'Twas  pitie  Nature  brought  yee  forth 
Meerly  to  shew  your  worth, 
And  lose  you  quite. 

3.  But  you  are  lovely  Leaves,  where  we 

May  read  how  soon  things  have 
Their  end,  though  ne'r  so  brave  : 
And  after  they  have  shown  their  pride. 
Like  you  a  while  :  They  glide 
Into  the  Grave. 


Hesperides.  lyj 

Mans  dying-place  uncertain. 

Man  knowes  where  first  he  ships  himselfe  ;  but  he 
Never  can  tell,  where  shall  his  Landing  be. 


Nothing  Free-cost. 

Nothing  comes  Free-cost  here ;  /ove  will  not  let 
His  gifts  go  from  him ;  if  not  bought  with  sweat. 


Few  fortunate. 

Many  we  are,  and  yet  but  few  possesse 
Those  Fields  of  everlasting  happinesse. 


To  Perenna. 

How  long,  Perenna,  wilt  thou  see 
Me  languish  for  the  love  of  Thee  ? 
Consent  and  play  a  friendly  part 
To  save ;  when  thou  may'st  kill  a  heart. 


To  the  Ladyes. 

Trust  me  Ladies,  I  will  do 
Nothing  to  distemper  you  ; 
If  I  any  fret  or  vex, 
Men  they  shall  be,  not  your  sex. 


The  old  PFives  Prayer. 

Holy-Hood  come  forth  and  shield 
Us  i'th'  Citie,  and  the  Field  : 
Safely  guard  us,  now  and  aye, 
From  the  blast  that  burns  by  day  ; 
And  those  sounds  that  us  affright 
In  the  dead  of  dampish  night. 
Drive  all  hurtfuU  Feinds  us  fro. 
By  the  Time  the  Cocks  first  crow. 


I  y  8  Hesperides. 

Upon  a  cheap  Laundresse.     Epig. 

Feacie  (some  say)  doth  wash  her  clothes  i'th'  Lie 
That  sharply  trickles  from  her  either  eye. 
The  Laundresses,  They  envie  her  good-luck, 
Who  can  with  so  small  charges  drive  the  buck. 
What  needs  she  fire  and  ashes  to  consume, 
Who  can  scoure  Linnens  with  her  own  salt  reeumel 


Upon  his  departure  hence. 

Thus  I 

Passe  by, 

And  die  : 

As  One, 

Unknown,  5 

And  gon  : 

I'm  made 

A  shade. 

And  laid 

I'th  grave,  lo 

There  have 

My  Cave. 

Where  tell 

I  dwell, 

Farewell.  '5 


The  fFassaile. 

1.  Give  way,  give  way  ye  Gates,  and  win 
An  easie  blessing  to  your  Bin, 

And  Basket,  by  our  entring  in. 

2.  May  both  with  manchet  stand  repleat ; 
Your  Larders  too  so  hung  with  meat. 
That  though  a  thousand,  thousand  eat ; 

3.  Yet,  ere  twelve  Moones  shall  whirl  about 
Their  silv'rie  Spheres,  ther's  none  may  doubt, 
But  more's  sent  in,  then  was  serv'd  out. 


Hesperides.  179 

4.  Next,  may  your  Dairies  Prosper  so,  lo 
As  that  your  pans  no  Ebbe  may  know  ] 

But  if  they  do,  the  more  to  flow. 

5.  Like  to  a  solemne  sober  Stream 
Bankt  all  with  Lillies,  and  the  Cream 

Of  sweetest  Cow-slips  filling  Them.  is 

6.  Then,  may  your  Plants  be  prest  with  Fruit, 
Nor  Bee,  or  Hive  you  have  be  mute ; 
But  sweetly  sounding  like  a  Lute. 

7.  Next  may  your  Duck  and  teeming  Hen 

Both  to  the  Cocks-tread  say  Amen ;  so 

And  for  their  two  egs  render  ten. 

8.  Last,  may  your  Harrows,  Shares  and  Ploughes, 
Your  Stacks,  your  Stocks,  your  sweetest  Mowes, 
All  prosper  by  your  Virgin-vowes. 

9.  Alas !  we  blesse,  but  see  none  here,  35 
That  brings  us  either  Ale  or  Beere ; 

In  a  drie-house  all  things  are  neere. 

10.  Let's  leave  a  longer  time  to  wait, 
Where  Rust  and  Cobwebs  bind  the  gate ; 

And  all  live  here  with  needy  Fate.  30 

11.  Where  Chimneys  do  for  ever  weepe. 

For  want  of  warmth,  and  Stomachs  keepe 
With  noise,  the  servants  eyes  from  sleep. 

1 2,  It  is  in  vain  to  sing,  or  stay 

Our  free-feet  here ;  but  we'l  away :  35 

Yet  to  the  Lares  this  we'l  say, 

13,  The  time  will  come,  when  you'l  be  sad, 
And  reckon  this  for  fortune  bad,' 
T'ave  lost  the  good  ye  might  have  had. 

17  you]  ye  some  copies  0/1648  24  your]  our  Sonu  copies  0/1648 

31-33  omitted  in  some  copies  0/1648,  with  the  exception  0/  the  initial  word 
Where 

N    2 


1 8  o  Hesperides. 

Upon  a  Lady  fairly  but  fruitlesse. 

Twice  has  Piidica  been  a  Bride,  and  led 

By  holy  Himen  to  the  Nuptiall  Bed. 

Two  Youths  sha's  known,  thrice  two,  and  twice  3.  yeares ; 

Yet  not  a  Lillie  from  the  Bed  appeares ; 

Nor  will ;  for  why,  Pudica,  this  may  know, 

Trees  never  beare,  unlesse  they  first  do  blow. 


How  Springs  came  first. 

These  Springs  were  Maidens  once  that  lov'd, 
But  lost  to  that  they  most  approv'd : 
My  Story  tells,  by  Love  they  were 
Turn'd  to  these  Springs,  which  wee  see  here  : 
The  pretty  whimpering  that  they  make. 
When  of  the  Banks  their  leave  they  take ; 
Tels  ye  but  this,  they  are  the  same. 
In  nothing  chang'd  but  in  their  name. 

To  Rosemary  and  Bates. 

My  wooing's  ended  :  now  my  wedding's  neere : 
When  Gloves  are  giving,  Guilded  be  you  there. 

Upon  Skurffe. 

Skurffe  by  his  Nine-bones  sweares,  and  well  he  may, 
All  know  a  Fellon  eate  the  Tenth  away. 

Upon  a  Scarre  in  a  Virgins  Face. 

'Tis  Heresie  in  others :  In  your  face 

That  Scarr's  no  Schisme,  but  the  sign  of  grace. 

Upon  his  eye-sight  failing  him. 

I  beginne  to  waine  in  sight ;  ^ 

Shortly  I  shall  bid  goodnight : 
Then  no  gazing  more  about. 
When  the  Tapers  once  are  out. 


Hesperides.  1 8  i 

To  his  worthy  Friend,  M,  Tho.  Falconbirge. 

Stand  with  thy  Graces  forth,  Brave  man,  and  rise 

High  with  thine  own  Auspitious  Destinies : 

Nor  leave  the  search,  and  proofe,  till  Thou  canst  find 

These,  or  those  ends,  to  which  Thou  wast  design'd. 

Thy  lucky  Genius,  and  thy  guiding  Starre,  5 

Have  made  Thee  prosperous  in  thy  wayes,  thus  farre : 

Nor  will  they  leave  Thee,  till  they  both  have  shown 

Thee  to  the  World  a  Prime  and  Publique  One. 

Then,  when  Thou  see'st  thine  Age  all  turn'd  to  gold. 

Remember  what  thy  Herrick  Thee  foretold,  10 

When  at  the  holy  Threshold  of  thine  house, 

He  Boded  good-luck  to  thy  Selfe  and  Spouse. 

Lastly,  be  mindfull  (when  thou  art  grown  great) 

That  Towrs  high  rear'd  dread  most  the  lightnings  threat  : 

When  as  the  humble  Cottages  notfeare  15 

The  cleaving  Bolt  ^  Jove  the  Thunderer. 


Upon  Julia's  haire  fiWd  with  Dew. 

Dew  sate  on  Julia's  haire. 

And  spangled  too. 
Like  Leaves  that  laden  are 

With  trembling  Dew : 
Or  glitter'd  to  my  sight. 

As  when  the  Beames 
Have  their  reflected  light, 

Daunc't  by  the  Streames. 


Another  on  her. 

How  can  I  chpose  but  love,  and  follow  her, 
Whose  shadow  smels  like  milder  Pomander ! 
How  can  I  chuse  but  kisse  her,  whence  do's  come 
The  Storax,  Spiknard,  Myrrhe,  and  Ladanum. 


Lossefrom  the  least. 

Great  men  by  small  meanes  oft  are  overthrown  : 
He's  Lord  of  thy  life,  who  contemnes  his  own. 


1 8  2  Hesperides. 

Reward  and  punishments. 

All  things  are  open  to  these  two  events, 
Or  to  Rewards,  or  else  to  Punishments. 


Shamey  no  Statist. 

Shame  is  a  bad  attendant  to  a  State  : 

He  rents  Ms  Crown,  Thatfeares  the  Peoples  hate. 

To  Sir  Clisebie  Crew. 

Since  to  th'  Country  first  I  came, 
I  have  lost  my  former  flame  : 
And,  methinks,  I  not  inherit, 
As  I  did,  my  ravisht  spirit. 
If  I  write  a  Verse,  or  two, 
'Tis  with  very  much  ado ; 
In  regard  I  want  that  Wine, 
Which  sho'd  conjure  up  a  line. 
Yet,  though  now  of  Muse  bereft, 
I  have  still  the  manners  left 
For  to  thanke  you  (Noble  Sir) 
For  those  gifts  you  do  conferre 
Upon  him,  who  only  can 
Be  in  Prose  a  grateful/  man. 

Upon  himselfe. 

1 .  I  co'd  never  love  indeed ; 
Never  see  mine  own  heart  bleed : 
Never  crucifie  my  life ; 

Or  for  Widow,  Maid,  or  Wife. 

2.  I  co'd  never  seeke  to  please 
One,  or  many  Mistresses : 
Never  like  their  lips,  to  sweare 
Oyle  of  Roses  still  smelt  there. 

3.  I  co'd  never  breake  my  sleepe. 

Fold  mine  Armes,  sob,  sigh,  or  weep : 

Never  beg,  or  humbly  wooe 

With  oathes,  and  lyes,  (as  others  do.) 


Hesperides.  183 

4-  I  co'd  never  walke  alone  j 
Put  a  shirt  of  sackcloth  on  : 

Never  keep  a  fast,  or  pray  15 

For  good  luck  in  love  (that  day.) 

5.  But  have  hitherto  liv'd  free, 
As  the  aire  that  circles  me : 
And  kept  credit  with  my  heart, 
Neither  broke  i'th  whole,  or  part.  20 

Fresh  Cheese  and  Cream. 

Wo'd  yee  have  fresh  Cheese  and  Cream  ? 
Julia's  Breast  can  give  you  them  : 
And  if  more ;  EaclJ  Nipple  cries, 
To  your  Cream,  her's  Strawberries. 

An  Eclogue,  or  Pastoral!  between  Endimion  Por- 
ter and  Lycidas  Herrick,,  set  and  sung. 

1.  Efidym.  Ah  !  Lycidas,  come  tell  me  why 

Thy  whilome   merry  Oate 
By  thee  doth  so  neglected  lye ; 
And  never  purls  a  Note  ? 

2.  I  prithee  speake :  Lye.  I  will.  End.  Say  on  :  5 
Lye,                   'Tis  thou,  and  only  thou, 

That  art  the  cause  Endimion ; 
End.  For  Loves-sake,  tell  me  how. 

3.  Lye.        In  this  regard,  that  thou  do'st  play 

Upon  an  other  Plain  :  10 

And  for  a  Rurall  Roundelay, 

Strik'st  now  a  Courtly  strain. 

4.  Thou  leav'st  our  Hills,  our  Dales,  our  Bowers, 

Our  finer  fleeced  sheep : 
(Unkind  to  us)  to  spend  thine  houres,  15 

Where  Shepheards  sho'd  not  keep. 

5.  I  meane  the  Court :  Let  Latmos  be 

My  lov'd  Endymions  Court ; 
End.      But  I  the  Courtly  State  wo'd  see : 
Lye.  Then  see  it  in  report.  ?9 


184  Hesperides. 


6.  What  ha's  the  Court  to  do  with  Swaines, 

Where  Phillis  is  not  known  ? 
Nor  do's  it  mind  the  Rustick  straines 
Of  us,  or  Condon. 

7.  Breake,  if  thou  lov'st  us,  this  delay ;  35 
End.                  Dear  Lycidas,  e're  long, 

I  vow  by  Pan,  to  come  away 

And  Pipe  unto  thy  Song. 

8.  Then  fessimine,  with  Fhrabell; 

And  dainty  Amarillis,  30 

With  handsome-handed  DrosomeU 

Shall  pranke  thy  Hooke  with  Lillies. 

9.  Lye.       Then  Tityrus,  and  Coridon, 

And  Thyrsis,  they  shall  follow 
With  all  the  rest ;  while  thou  alone  35 

Shalt  lead,  like  young  Apollo. 

o.  And  till  thou  com'st,  thy  Lycidas, 

In  every  Geniall  Cup, 
Shall  write  in  Spice,  Endimion  'twas 

That  kept  his  Piping  up.  40 

And  my  most  luckie  Swain,  when  I  shall  live  to  see 
Endimions  Moon  to  fill  up  full,  remember  me : 
Mean  time,  let  Lycidas  have  leave  to  Pipe  to  thee. 

To  a  Bed  of  Tulips. 

1.  Bright  Tulips,  we  do  know. 
You  had  your  comming  hither ; 
And  Fading-time  do's  show, 
That  Ye  must  quickly  wither. 

2.  Your  Sister-hoods  may  stay,  5 
And  smile  here  for  your  houre ; 

But  dye  ye  must  away : 
Even  as  the  meanest  Flower. 

3.  Come  Virgins  then,  ^nd  see 

Your  frailties;  and  bemone  ye;  10 

For  lost  like  these,  'twill  be, 
As  Time  had  never  known  ye. 


Hesperides.  185 


A  Caution. 

That  Love  last  long ;  let  it  thy  first  care  be 
To  find  a  Wife,  that  is  most  fit  for  Thee. 
Be  She  too  wealthy,  or  too  poore ;  be  sure. 
Love  in  extreames,  can  never  long  endure. 

To  the  Water  Nymphs,  drinking  at  the  Fountain. 

1.  Reach,  with  your  whiter  hands,  to  me, 

Some  Christall  of  the  Spring ; 
And  I,  about  the  Cup  shall  see 
Fresh  Lillies  flourishing. 

2.  Or  else  sweet  Nimphs  do  you  but  this ; 

To'th'  Glasse  your  lips  encline ; 
And  I  shall  see  by  that  one  kisse, 
The  Water  turn'd  to  Wine. 


To  his  Honoured  Kinsman,  Sir  Richard  Stone. 

To  this  wAite  Temple  of  my  Heroes,  here 

Beset  with  stately  Figures  (every  where) 

Of  such  rare  Saint-ships,  who  did  here  consume 

Their  lives  in  sweets,  land  left  in  death  perfume. 

Come  thou  Brave  man  !  And  bring  with  Thee  a  Stone 

Unto  thine  own  Edification. 

High  are  These  Statues  here,  besides  no  lesse 

Strong  then  the  Heavens  for  everlastingnesse  : 

Where  build  aloft ;  and  being  fixt  by  These, 

Set  up  Thine  own  eterhall  Images. 

Upon  a  Flie. 

A  golden  Flie  one  shew'd  to  me 

Clos'd  in  a  Box  of  Yvorie  : 

Where  both  seem'd  proud ;  the  Flie  to  have 

His  buriall  in  an  yvory  grave  : 

The  yvorie  tooke  State  to  hold 

A  Corps  as  bright  as  burnisht  gold. 

One  Fate  had  both  ;  both  equall  Grace ; 

The  Buried,  and  the  Burying-place. 


1 8  6  Hesperides. 


Not  Virgils  Gnat,  to  whom  the  Spring 

All  Flowers  sent  to'is  burying.  lo 

Not  Marshals  Bee,  which  in  a  Bead 

Of  Amber  quick  was  buried. 

Nor  that  fine  Worme  that  do's  interre 

Her  self  i'th'  silken  Sepulchre. 

Nor  my  rare  *Fhil,  that  lately  was  *Sparrow,     ij 

With  Lillies  Tomb'd  up  in  a  Glasse ; 

More  honour  had,  then  this  same  JFlie ; 

Dead,  and  closed  up  in  Yvorie. 

Upon  Jack  and  Jill.     Epig. 

"When  Jill  complaines  Xojack  for  want  of  meate ; 

Jack  kisses  Jill,  and  bids  her  freely  eate  : 

Jill  s&yes,  of  what?  sayes  Jack,  on  that  sweet  kisse, 

Which  full  of  Nectar  and  Ambrosia  is, 

The  food  of  Poets ;  so  I  thought  sayes  _/<//,  5 

That  makes  them  looke  so  lanke,  so  Ghost-like  still. 

Let  Poets  feed  on  aire,  or  what  they  will ; 

Let  me  feed  full,  till  that  I  fart,  sayes  Jill. 

To  Julia. 

Julia,  when  thy  Herrick  dies, 
Close  thou  up  thy  Poets  eyes : 
And  his  last  breath,  let  it  be 
Taken  in  by  none  but  Thee. 

To  Mistresse  Dorothy  Parsons. 

If  thou  aske  me  (Deare)  wherefore 
I  do  write  of  thee  no  more : 
I  must  answer  (Sweet)  thy  part 
Lesse  is  here,  then  in  my  heart. 

Upon  Parrat. 

Parrat  protests  'tis  he,  and  only  he 

Can  teach  a  man  the  Art  of  memory : 

Believe  him  not ;  for  he  forgot  it  quite. 

Being  drunke,  who  'twas  that  Can'd  his  Ribs  last  night. 


Hesperides.  187 


How  he  would  drinke  his  Wine. 

Fill  me  my  Wine  in  Christall ;  thus,  and  thus 

I  see't  in's /uris  naturalibus : 

Unmixt.     I  love  to  have  it  smirke  and  shine, 

'7m  sin  I  know,  'tis  sin  to  throtle  Wine. 

What  Mad-man's  he,  that  when  it  sparkles  so. 

Will  coole  his  flames,  or  quench  his  fires  with  snow  ? 

How  Marigolds  came  yellow. 

Jealous  Girles  these  sometimes  were. 
While  they  liv'd,  or  lasted  here : 
Turn'd  to  Flowers,  still  they  be 
Yellow,  markt  for  Jealousie. 

The  broken  Christall. 

To  Fetch  me  Wine  my  Lucia  went. 
Bearing  a  Christall  continent: 
But  making  haste,  it  came  to  passe. 
She  brake  in  two  the  purer  Glasse, 
Then  smil'd,  and  sweetly  chid  her  speed ; 
So  with  a  blush,  beshrew'd  the  deed. 

Precepts. 

Good  Precepts  we  must  firmly  hold. 
By  daily  Learning  we  wax  old. 

To  the  right  Honourable  Edward  Earle  of 
Dorset. 

If  I  dare  write  to  You,  my  Lord,  who  are. 

Of  your  own  selfe,  a  Publick  Theater. 

And  sitting,  see  the  wiles,  virayes,  walks  of  wit. 

And  give  a  righteous  judgement  upon  it. 

What  need  I  care,  though  some  dislike  me  sho'd. 

If  Dorset  say,  what  Herrick  writes,  is  good  ? 

We  know  y'are  leam'd  i'th'  Muses,  and  no  lesse 

In  our  State-sanctions y  deep,  or  bottomlesse. 

Whose  smile  can  make  a  Poet ;  and  your  glance 

Dash  all  bad  Poems  out  of  countenance. 


1 8  8  Hesperides. 


So,  that  an  Author  needs  no  other  Bayes 

For  Coronation,  then  Your  onely  Praise. 

And  no  one  mischief  greater  then  your  frown, 

To  null  his  Numbers,  and  to  blast  his  Crowne. 

Few  live  the  life  immortall.     He  ensures  15 

His  Fam^s  long  life,  who  strives  to  set  up  Yours. 

Upon  himself. 

Th'art  hence  removing,  (like  a  Shepherds  Tent) 
And  walk  thou  must  the  way  that  others  went : 
Fall  thou  must  first,  then  rise  to  life  with  These, 
Markt  in  thy  Book  for  faithfull  Witnesses. 

Hope  well  and  Have  well :   or, 
Faire  after  Foule  weather. 

What  though  the  Heaven  be  lowring  now, 

And  look  with  a  contracted  brow  ? 

We  shall  discover,  by  and  by, 

A  Repurgation  of  the  Skie  : 

And  when  those  clouds  away  are  driven,  5 

Then  will  appeare  a  cheerfull  Heaven. 

Upon  Love. 

1.  I  held  Love's  head  while  it  did  ake; 

But  so  it  chanc't  to  be ; 
The  cruell  paine  did  his  forsake, 
And  forthwith  came  to  me. 

2.  Ai  me  !  How  shal  my  griefe  be  stil'd  ?  5 

Or  where  else  shall  we  find 
One  like  to  me,  who  must  be  kill'd 
For  being  too-too-kind  ? 

To  his  Kinswoman,  Mrs.  Penelope  Wheeler, 

Next  is  your  lot  (Faire)  to  be  number'd  one. 
Here,  in  my  Book's  Canonization  : 
Late  you  come  in ;  but  you  a  Saint  shall  be. 
In  Chiefe,  in  this  Poetick  Liturgie. 


Hesperides.  189 


Another  upon  her. 

First,  for  your  shape,  the  curious  cannot  shew 

Any  one  part  that's  dissonant  in  you  : 

And  'gainst  your  chast  behaviour  there's  no  Plea, 

Since  you  are  knowrie  to  be  Penelope. 

Thus  faire  and  cleane  you  are,  although  there  be 

A  mighty  strife  ^twixt  Forme  and  Chastitie. 


Kissing  and  bussing.  "■" 

Kissing  and  bussing  differ  both  in  this ; 

We  busse  our  Wantons,  but  our  Wives  we  kisse. 


Crosse  and  Pile. 

Faire  and  foule  dayes  trip  Crosse  and  Pile ;  The  faire 
Far  lesse  in  number,  then  our  foule  dayes  are. 


To  the  Lady  Crew,  upon  the  death 
of  her  Child. 

Why,  Madam,  will  ye  longer  weep. 
When  as  your  Baby's  lull'd  asleep  ? 
And  (pretty  Child)  feeles  now  no  more 
Those  paines  it  lately  felt  before. 
All  now  is  silent ;  groanes  are  fled : 
Your  Child  lyes  still,  yet  is  not  dead : 
But  rather  like  a  flower  hid  here 
To  spring  againe  another  yeare. 

His  tFinding-sheet. 

Come  thou,  who  art  the  Wine,  and  wit 

Of  all  I've  writ : 
The  Grace,  the  Glorie,  and  the  best 

Piece  of  the  rest. 
Thou  art  of  what  I  did  intend 

The  AH,  and  End. 


I  go  Hesperides. 


And  what  was  made,  was  made  to  meet 

Thee,  thee  my  sheet. 
Come  then,  and  be  to  my  chast  side 

Both  Bed,  and  Bride.  ic 

We  two  (as  Reliques  left)  will  have 

One  Rest,  one  Grave. 
And,  hugging  close,  we  will  not  feare 

Lust  entring  here : 
Where  all  Desires  are  dead,  or  cold  15 

As  is  the  mould  : 
And  all  Affections  are  forgot, 

Or  Trouble  not. 
Here,  here  the  Slaves  and  Pris'ners  be 

From  Shackles  free :  ao 

And  weeping  Widowes  long  opprest 

Doe  here  find  rest. 
The  wronged  Client  ends  his  Lawes 

Here,  and  his  Cause. 
Here  those  long  suits  of  Chancery  lie  35 

Quiet,  or  die : 
And  all  Star-chamber-Bils  doe  cease, 

Or  hold  their  peace. 
Here  needs  no  Court  for  our  Request, 

Where  all  are  best ;  30 

All  wise ;  all  equall ;  and  all  just 

Alike  i'th'  dust. 
Nor  need  we  here  to  feare  the  frowne 

Of  Court,  or  Crown. 
Where  Fortune  bears  no  sway  d're  things  35 

There  all  are  Kings. 
In  this  securer  place  we'l  keep, 

As  lull'd  asleep ; 
Or  for  a  little  time  we'l  lye. 

As  Robes  laid  by  j  40 

To  be  another  day  re-worne, 

Turn'd,  but  not  torn  : 
Or  like  old  Testaments  ingrost, 

Lockt  up,  not  lost : 
And  for  a  while  lye  here  conceal'd,  46 

To  be  reveal'd 
Next,  at  that  great  Platonick  yeere, 

And  then  meet  here. 


Hesperides.  191 

To  Mis tr esse  Mary  Willand. 

One  more  by  Thee,  Love,  and  Desert  have  sent, 
T'  enspangle  this  expansive  Firmament. 
O  Flame  of  Beauty  !  come,  appeare,  appeare 
A  Virgin  Taper,  ever  shining  here. 


Change  gives  content. 

What  now  we  like,  anon  we  disapprove : 
T%e  new  successor  drives  away  old  Love. 


Upon  Magot  a  frequenter  of  Ordinaries. 

Magot  frequents  those  houses  of  good-cheere, 
Talkes  most,  eates  most,  of  all  the  Feeders  there. 
He  raves  through  leane,  he  rages  through  the  fat ; 
(What  gets  the  master  of  the  Meal  by  that  ?) 
He  who  with  talking  can  devoure  so  much, 
How  wo'd  he  eate,  were  not  his  hindrance  such  ? 


On  himselfe. 

Borne  I  was  to  meet  with  Age, 
And  to  walke  Life's  pilgrimage. 
Much  I  know  of  Time  is  spent, 
Tell  I  can't,  what's  Resident. 
Howsoever,  cares,  adue; 
He  have  nought  to  say  to  you : 
But  He  spend  my  comming  houres. 
Drinking  wine,  &  crown'd  with  flowres. 


Fortune  favours. 

Fortune  did  never  favour  one 

Fully,  without  exception ; 

Though  free  she  be,  ther's  something  yet 

Still  wanting  to  her  Favourite. 


192  Hesperides. 

To  Phillis  to  love,  and  live  with  him. 

Live,  live  with  me,  and  thou  shalt  see 

The  pleasures  He  prepare  for  thee : 

What  sweets  the  Country  can  afford 

Shall  blesse  thy  Bed,  and  blesse  thy  Board. 

The  soft  sweet  Mosse  shall  be  thy  bed,  5 

With  crawling  Woodbine  over-spread  : 

By  which  the  silver- shedding  streames 

Shall  gently  melt  thee  into  dreames. 

Thy  clothing  next,  shall  be  a  Gowne 

Made  of  the  Fleeces  purest  Downe.  10 

The  tongues  of  Kids  shall  be  thy  meate  ; 

Their  Milke  thy  drinke  j  and  thou  shalt  eate 

The  Paste  of  Filberts  for  thy  bread 

With  Cream  of  Cowslips  buttered : 

Thy  Feasting-Tables  shall  be  Hills  15 

With  Daisies  spread,  and  Daffadils ; 

Where  thou  shalt  sit,  and  Red-brest  by, 

For  meat,  shall  give  thee  melody. 

He  give  thee  Chaines  and  Carkanets 

Of  Primroses  and  Violets.  20 

A  Bag  and  Bottle  thou  shalt  have ; 

That  richly  wrought,  and  This  as  brave  ; 

So  that  as  either  shall  expresse 

The  Wearer's  no  meane  Shepheardesse. 

At  Sheering-times,  and  yearely  Wakes,  25 

When  Themilis  his  pastime  makes. 

There  thou  shalt  be ;  and  be  the  wit. 

Nay  more,  the  Feast,  and  grace  of  it. 

On  Holy-dayes,  when  Virgins  meet 

To  dance  the  Heyes  with  nimble  feet ;  30 

Thou  shalt  come  forth,  and  then  appeare 

The  Queen  of  Roses  for  that  yeere. 

And  having  danc't  ('bove  all  the  best) 

Carry  the  Garland  from  the  rest. 

In  Wicker-baskets  Maids  shal  bring  35 

To  thee,  (my  dearest  Shepharling) 

The  blushing  Apple,  bashfull  Peare, 

And  shame-fac't  Plum,  (all  simp'ring  there). 

Walk  in  the  Groves,  and  thou  shalt  find 

The  name  of  Phillis  in  the  Rind  40 


Hesperides.  193 

Of  every  straight,  and  smooth-^skin  tree ; 

Where  kissing  that,  He  twice  kisse  thee. 

To  thee  a  Sheep-hook  I  will  send, 

Be-pranckt  with  Ribbands,  to  this  end. 

This,  this  alluring  Hook  might  be  4S 

Lesse  for  to  catch  a  sheep,  then  me. 

Thou  shalt  have  Possets,  Wassails  fine. 

Not  made  of  Ale,  but  spiced  Wine  \ 

To  make  thy  Maids  and  selfe  free  mirth, 

All  sitting  neer  the  glitt'ring  Hearth.  So 

Thou  sha't  have  Ribbands,  Roses,  Rings, 

Gloves,  Garters,  Stockings,  Shooes,  and  Strings 

Of  winning  Colours,  that  shall  move 

Others  to  Lust,  but  me  to  Love. 

These  (nay)  and  more,  thine  own  shal  be,  55 

If  thou  wilt  love,  and  live  with  me. 


'To  his  Kinswoman,  Mistresse 
Susanna  Herrick. 

When  I  consider  (Dearest)  thou  dost  stay 
But  here  awhile,  to  languish  and  decay ; 
Like  to  these  Garden-glories,  which  here  be 
The  Flowrie-sweet  resemblances  of  Thee  : 
With  griefe  of  heart,  methinks,  I  thus  doe  cry, 
Wo'd  thou  hast  ne'r  been  born,  or  might'st  not  die. 

Upon  Mistresse  Susanna  Southwell 
her  cheeks. 

Rare  are  thy  cheeks  Susanna,  which  do  show 
Ripe  Cherries  smiling,  while  that  others  blow. 

Upon  her  Eyes. 

Cleere  are  her  eyes. 
Like  purest  Skies. 
Discovering  from  thence 
A  Babie  there 
That  turns  each  Sphere, 
Like  an  Intelligence. 
1.9  o 


194  Hesperides. 

Upon  her  feet. 

Her  pretty  feet 

Like  snailes  did  creep 

A  little  out,  and  then, 
As  if  they  started  at  Bo-peep, 

Did  soon  draw  in  agen. 

To  his  honoured  friend.  Sir  John  Mynts. 

For  civill,  cleane,  and  circumcised  wit, 

And  for  the  comely  carriage  of  it ; 

Thou  art  The  Man,  the  onely  Man  best  known, 

Markt  for  the  True-wit  of  a  Million : 

From  whom  we'l  reckon.     Wit  came  in,  but  since 

The  Calculation  of  thy  Birth,  Brave  Mince. 


Upon  his  gray  haires. 

Fly  me  not,  though  I  be  gray, 

Lady,  this  I  know  you'l  say ; 

Better  look  the  Roses  red. 

When  with  white  commingled. 

Black  your  haires  are ;  mine  are  white ;  5 

This  begets  the  more  delight. 

When  things  meet  most  opposite : 

As  in  Pictures  we  descry, 

Venus  standing  Vulcan  by. 

Accusation. 

If  Accusation  onely  can  draw  blood, 
None  shall  be  guiltlesse,  be  he  n'er  so  good. 

Pride  allovoable  in  Poets. 

As  thou  deserv'st,  be  proud ;  then  gladly  let 
The  Muse  give  thee  the  Delphick  Coronet. 

Ufon  her  feet.    4  started]  played  Douce  and  Malone  copies  0/1648 
To  his  honoured  friend.     Title  Mynts]  Mince  Douce  and  Malone  copies  of 
164S,  perhaps  rightly  {see  I.  6) 


Hesperides.  195 


A  Vow  to  Minerva. 

Goddesse,  I  begin  an  Art ; 
Come  thou  in,  with  thy  best  part, 
For  to  make  the  Texture  lye 
Each  way  smooth  and  civilly : 
And  a  broad-fac't  Owle  shall  be 
Oifer'd  up  with  Vows  to  Thee. 


On  Jone. 

Jone  wo'd  go  tel  her  haires ;  and  well  she  might, 
Having  but  seven  in  all  j  three  black,  foure  white. 


Upon  Letcher,     ^pig. 

Letcher  was  Carted  first  about  the  streets, 
For  false  Position  in  his  neighbours  sheets : 
Next,  hang'd  for  Theeving :  Now  the  people  say. 
His  Carting  was  the  Prologue  to  this  Play, 


Upon  Dundrige. 

Dundrige  his  Issue  hath ;  but  is  not  styl'd 
For  all  his  Issue,^  Father  of  one  Child. 


To  Electra. 

1.  'Tis  Ev'ning,  my  Sweet, 
And  dark ;  let  us  meet ; 

Long  time  w'ave  here  been  a  toying : 

And  never,  as  yet, 

That  season  co'd  get. 
Wherein  t'ave  had  an  enjoying. 

2.  For  pitty  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, 
o  2 


ig6  Hesperides. 

3.     Time  flyes  away  fast ; 

Our  houres  doe  waste : 
The  while  we  never  remember,  '5 

How  soone  our  life,  here, 

Growes  old  with  the  yeere, 
That  dyes  with  the  next  December. 

Discord  not  disadvantageous. 

Fortune  no  higher  Project  can  devise, 
Then  to  sow  Discord  'mongst  the  Enemies. 

///  Government. 

Preposterous  is  that  Government,  (and  rude) 
When  Kings  obey  the  wilder  Multitude. 

To  Marygolds. 

Give  way,  and  be  ye  ravisht  by  the  Sun, 
(And  hang  the  head  when  as  the  Act  is  done) 
Spread  as  He  spreads ;  wax  lesse  as  He  do's  wane ; 
And  as  He  shuts,  close  up  to  Maids  again. 

To  Dianeme. 

Give  me  one  kisse, 

And  no  more ; 
If  so  be,  this 

Makes  you  poore ; 
To  enrich  you,  5 

He  restore 
For  that  one,  two 

Thousand  score. 

To  Julia,  the  Flaminica  Dialis,  or  Queen-Priest. 

Thou  know'st,  my  Julia,  that  it  is  thy  turne 
This  Mornings  Incense  to  prepare,  and  burne. 
The  Chaplet,  and  *  Inarculum  here  be. 
With  the  white  Vestures,  all  attending  Thee. 

*  A  twig  of  a  Fomgranat,  which  the  queen-priest  did  use  to  weare  on  hei 
head  at  sacrificing.    (Herrick) 


Hesperides.  i  g  7 

This  day,  the  Queen^Priest,  thou  art  made  t'appease  5 

Love  for  otir  very-many  Trespasses. 

One  chiefe  transgression  is  among  the  rest, 

Because  with  Flowers  her  Temple  was  not  drest : 

The  next,  because  her  Altars  did  not  shine 

With  daily  Fyers  :  The  last,  neglect  of  Wine :  10 

For  which,  her  wrath  is  gone  forth  to  consume 

Us  all,  unlesse  preserv'd  by  thy  Perfume. 

Take  then  thy  Censer ;  Put  in  Fire,  and  thus, 

0  Fious-Priestresse  I  make  a  Peace  for  us. 

For  our  neglect,  Love  did  our  Death  decree,  15 

That  we  escape.     Redemption  comes  by  Thee. 

Anacreoniike. 

Born  I  was  to  be  old, 

And  for  to  die  here  : 
After  that,  in  the  mould 

Long  for  to  lye  here. 
But  before  that  day.  comes,  5 

Still  I  be  Bousing ; 
For  I  know,  in  the  Tombs 

There's  no  Carousing. 

Meat  without  mirth. 

Eaten  I  have ;  and  though  I  had  good  cheere, 

1  did  not  sup,  because  no  friends  were  there. 
Where  Mirth  and  Friends  are  absent  when  we  Dine 
Or  Sup,  there  wants  the  Incense  and  the  Wine. 

Large  Bounds  doe  hut  hury  us. 

All  things  o'r-rul'd  are  here  by  Chance ; 
The  greatest  mans  Inheritance. 
Where  ere  the  luckie  Lot  doth  fall, 
Serves  but  for  place  of  Buriall. 

Upon  Ursley. 

Ursley,  she  thinks  those  Velvet  Patches  grace 
The  Candid  Temples  of  her  comely  face : 
But  he  will  say,  who  e'r  those  Circlets  seeth, 
They  be  but  signs  of  Ursleys  hollow  teeth. 


198  Hesperides . 

An  Ode  to  Sir  Clipsebie  Crew. 

1.  Here  we  securely  live,  and  eate 

The  Creame  of  meat ; 
And  keep  eternal  fires, 
By  which  we  sit,  and  doe  Divine 

As  Wine  S 

And  Rage  inspires. 

2.  If  full  we  charme ;  then  call  upon 

Anacreon 
To  grace  the  frantick  Thyrse ; 
And  having  drunk,  we  raise  a  shout  10 

Throughout 
To  praise  his  Verse. 

3.  Then  cause  we  Horace  to  be  read, 

Which  sung,  or  seyd, 
A  Goblet,  to  the  brim,  ij 

Of  Lyrick  Wine,  both  swell'd  and  crown'd, 
A  Round 
We  quaffe  to  him. 

4.  Thus,  thus,  we  live,  and  spend  the  houres 

In  Wine  and  Flowers :  ao 

And  make  the  froUick  yeere. 
The  Month,  the  Week,  the  instant  Day 
To  stay 
The  longer  here. 

5.  Come  then,  brave  Knight,  and  see  the  Cell  35 

Wherein  I  dwell ; 
And  my  Enchantments  too ; 
Which  Love  and  noble  freedome  is ; 
And  this 
Shall  fetter  you.  30 

6.  Take  Horse,  and  come ;  or  be  so  kind, 

To  send  your  mind 
(Though  but  in  Numbers  few) 
And  I  shall  think  I  have  the  heart, 

Or  part  35 

Of  Clipseby  Crew. 

10  having]  havink  1648:  corr.  in oiig.  Errata ;  see  p.  4 


Hesperides.  199 


To  hh  worthy  Kinsman^  Mr. 
Stephen  Soame. 

Nor  is  my  Number  full,  till  I  inscribe 

Thee  sprightly  Soame,  one  of  my  righteous  Tribe : 

A  Tribe  of  one  Lip ;  Leven,  and  of  One 

Civil  Behaviour,  and  Religion. 

A  Stock  of  Saints ;  v?here  ev'ry  one  doth  weare 

A  stole  of  white,  (and  Canonized  here) 

Among  which  Holies,  be  Thou  ever  known. 

Brave  Kinsman,  markt  out  with  the  whiter  stone  : 

Which  seals  Thy  Glorie ;  since  I  doe  prefer 

Thee  here  in  my  eternall  Calender. 

To  his  Tomb-maker. 

Go  I  must ;  when  I  am  gone. 
Write  but  this  upon  my  Stone; 
Chaste  I  liv'd,  without  a  wife. 
That's  the  Story  of  my  life. 
Strewings  need  none,  every  flower 
Is  in  this  word,  Batchelour. 

Great  Spirits  supervive. 

Our  mortall  parts  may  wrapt  in  Seare-cloths  lye  : 
Great  Spirits  never  with  their  bodies  dye. 

None  free  from  fault. 

Out  of  the  world  he  must,  who  once  comes  in : 
No  man  exempted  is  from  Death,  or  sinne. 

Upon  himselfe  being  buried. 

Let  me  sleep  this  night  away. 

Till  the  Dawning  of  the  day :  ' 

Then  at  th'  opening  of  mine  eyes, 

I,  and  all  the  world  shall  rise. 

Pitie  to  the  prostrate. 

Tis  worse  then  barbarous  cruelty  to  show 
No  part  of  pitie  on  a  conquer'd  foe. 


2  o  o  Hesperides. 

fVay  in  a  crowd. 


Once  on  a  Lord-Mayors  day,  in  Cheapside,  when 

Skulls  co'd  not  well  passe  through  that  scum  of  men. 

For  quick  dispatch,  Sculls  made  no  longer  stay, 

Then  but  to  breath,  and  every  one  gave  way : 

For  as  he  breath'd,  the  People  swore  from  thence  s 

A  Fart  flew  out,  or  a  Sir-reverence. 

His  content  in  the  Country. 

Here,  here  I  hve  with  what  my  Board, 

Can  with  the  smallest  cost  afford. 

Though  ne'r  so  mean  the  Viands  be. 

They  well  content  my  Frew  and  me. 

Or  Pea,  or  Bean,  or  Wort,  or  Beet,  S 

What  ever  comes,  content  makes  sweet : 

Here  we  rejoyce,  because  no  Rent 

We  pay  for  our  poore  Tenement : 

Wherein  we  rest,  and  never  feare 

The  Landlord,  or  the  Usurer.  jo 

The  Quarter-day  do's  ne'r  affright 

Our  PeacefuU  slumbers  in  the  night. 

We  eate  our  own,  and  batten  more, 

Because  we  feed  on  no  mans  score  : 

But  pitie  those,  whose  flanks  grow  great,  is 

Swel'd  with  the  Lard  of  others  meat. 

We  blesse  our  Fortunes,  when  we  see 

Our  own  beloved  privacie : 

And  like  our  living,  where  w'are  known 

To  very  few,  or  else  to  none.  20 


The  credit  of  the  Conquerer. 

He  who  commends  the  vanquisht,  speaks  the  Power, 
And  glorifies  the  worthy  Conquerer. 

On  himselfe. 

Some  parts  may  perish ;  dye  thou  canst  not  all : 
The  most  of  Thee  shall  scape  the  funerall. 


Hesperides.  201 

Upon  one-ey'd  Broomsted.     Epig. 

Broomsted  a  lamenesse  got  by  cold  and  Beere ; 
And  to  the  Bath  went,  to  be  cured  there  : 
His  feet  were  helpt,  and  left  his  Crutch  behind : 
But  home  return'd,  as  he  went  forth,  halfe  blind. 

The  Fairies. 

If  ye  will  with  Mab  find  grace, 

Set  each  Platter  in  his  place : 

Rake  the  Fier  up,  and  get 

Water  in,  ere  Sun  be  set. 

Wash  your  Pailes,  and  dense  your  Dairies ;  5 

Sluts  are  loathsome  to  the  Fairies : 

Sweep  your  house :  Who  doth  not  so, 

Mab  will  pinch  her  by  the  toe. 

To  his  honoured  friend,  M.  John  Weare, 
Councellour. 

Did  I  or  love,  or  could  I  others  draw 

To  the  indulgence  of  the  rugged  Law  : 

The  first  foundation  of  that  zeale  sho'd  be 

By  Reading  all  her  Paragraphs  in  Thee. 

Who  dost  so  fitly  with  the  Lawes  unite,  5 

As  if  You  Two,  were  one  Hermophrodite : 

Nor  courts  thou  Her  because  she's  well  attended 

With  wealth,  but  for  those  ends  she  was  entended : 

Which  were,  (and  still  her  offices  are  known) 

Law  is  to  give  to  ev^ry  one  his  owne.  10 

To  shore  the  Feeble  up,  against  the  strong ; 

To  shield  the  Stranger,  and  the  Poore  from  wrong : 

This  was  the  Founders  grave  and  good  intent, 

To  keepe  the  out-cast  in  his  Tenement : 

To  free  the  Orphan  from  that  Wolfe-like-man,  15 

Who  is  his  Butcher  more  then  Guardian. 

To  drye  the  Widowes  teares ;  and  stop  her  Swoones, 

By  pouring  Balme  and  Oyle  into  her  wounds. 

This  was  the  old  way ;  and  'tis  yet  thy  course. 

To  keep  those  pious  Principles  in  force.  ao 

Modest  I  will  be ;  but  one  word  He  say 

(Like  to  a  sound  that's  vanishing  away) 


2  o  2  Hesperides. 


Sooner  the  in-side  bf  thy  hand  shall  grow 

Hisped,  and  hairie,  ere  thy  Palm  shall  know 

A  Postertirbribe  tooke,  or  a  Forked-Fee  25 

To  fetter  Justice,  when  §he  might  be  free. 

Eggs  Ik  not  shave :  But  yet  brave  man,  if  I 

Was  destin'd  forth  to  golden  Soveraignty  : 

A  Prince  I'de  be,  that  I  might  Thee  preferre 

To  be  my  Counsell  both,  and  Chanceller.  30 

T/ie  Watch. 

Man  is  a  Watch,  wound  up  at  first,  but  never 
Wound  up  again :  Once  down.  He's  down  for  ever. 
The  Watch  once  downe,  all  motions  then  do  cease  ; 
And  Mans  Pulse  stopt.  All  Passions  sleep  in  Peace. 

Lines  have  their  Linings^  and  Bookes  their 
Buckram. 

As  in  our  clothes,  so  likewise  he  who  lookes, 
Shall  find  much  farcing  Buckram  in  our  Books. 

Art  above  Nature^  to  Julia. 

When  I  behold  a  Forrest  spread 

With  silken  trees  upon  thy  head ; 

And  when  I  see  that  other  Dresse 

Of  flowers  set  in  comlinesse : 

When  I  behold  another  grace  5 

In  the  ascent  of  curious  Lace, 

Which  like  a  Pinacle  doth  shew 

The  top,  and  the  top-gallant  too. 

Then,  when  I  see  thy  Tresses  bound 

Into  an  Ovall,  square,  or  round ;  10 

And  knit  in  knots  far  more  then  I 

Can  tell  by  tongue ;  or  true-love  tie : 

Next,  when  those  Lawnie  Filmes  I  see 

Play  with  a  wild  civility : 

And  all  those  airie  silks  to  flow,  15 

Alluring  me,  and  tempting  so : 

I  must  confesse,  mine  eye  and  heart 

Dotes  less  on  Nature,  then  on  Art. 


Hesperides.  203 

Upon  Sibilla. 

With  paste  of  Almonds,  ^^  her  hands  doth  scoure; 
Then  gives  it  to  the  children  to  devoure. 
In  Cream  she  bathes  her  thighs  (more  soft  then  silk) 
Then  to  the  poore  she  freely  gives  the  milke. 

Upon  his  kinswoman  Mistresse  Bridget  Herrick. 

Sweet  Bridget  blusht,  &  therewithal!, 

Fresh  blossoms  from  her  cheekes  did  fall. 

I  thought  at  first  'twas  but  a  dream, 

Till  after  I  had  handled  them  ; 

And  smelt  them,  then  they  smelt  to  me,  5 

As  Blossomes  of  the  Almond  Tree. 

Upon  Love. 

I  plaid  with  Love,  as  with  the  fire 
The  wanton  Satyre  did  ; 
Nor  did  I  know,  or  co'd  descry 

What  under  there  was  hid. 

.  That  Satyre  he  but  burnt  his  lips  ;  5 

(But  min's  the  greater  smart) 
For  kissing  Loves  dissembling  chips. 
The  fire  scorctht  my  heart. 

Upon  a  comely^  and  curious  Maide. 

If  Men  can  say  that  beauty  dyes ; 

Marbles  will  sweare  that  here  it  lyes. 

If  Reader  then  thou  canst  forbeare. 

In  publique  loss  to  shed  a  Teare : 

The  Dew  of  griefe  upon  this  stone  S 

Will  tell  thee  Pitie  thou  hast  none. 

Upon  the  hsse  of  his  Finger. 

One  of  the  five  straight  branches  of  my  hand 
Is  lopt  already ;  and  the  rest  but  stand 
Expecting  when  to  fall :  which  soon  will  be ; 
First  dyes  the  Leafe,  the  Bough  next,  next  the  Tree. 


2  04  Hesperides. 

C5>o»  Irene. 
Angry  if  Irene  be 
But  a  Minutes  life  with  me  : 
Such  a  fire  I  espie 
Walking  in  and  out  her  eye, 
As  at  once  I  freeze,  and  frie. 

Upon  Electra's  Teares. 

Upon  her  cheekes  she  wept,  and  from  those  showers 
Sprang  up  a  sweet  Nativity  of  Flowres. 

Upon  Tooly. 

The  Eggs  of  Pheasants  wrie-nosed  Tooly  sells ; 
But  ne'r  so  much  as  licks  the  speckled  shells  : 
Only,  if  one  prove  addled,  that  he  eates 
With  superstition,  (as  the  Cream  of  meates.) 
The  Cock  and  Hen  he  feeds ;  but  not  a  bone 
He  ever  pickt  (as  yet)  of  any  one. 

A  Hymne  to  the  Graces, 

When  I  love,  (as  some  have  told. 
Love  I  shall  when  I  am  old) 

0  ye  Graces !  Make  me  fit 
For  the  welcoming  of  it. 

Clean  my  Roomes,  as  Temples  be, 
T'  entertain  that  Deity. 
Give  me  words  wherewith  to  wooe, 
Suppling  and  successefuU  too  : 
Winning  postures ;  and  withall, 
Manners  each  way  musicall : 
Sweetnesse  to  allay  my  sowre 
And  unsmooth  behaviour. 
For  I  know  you  have  the  skill 
Vines  to  prune,  though  not  to  kill. 
And  of  any  wood  ye  see, 
You  can  make  a  Mercury. 

To  Silvia. 

No  more  my  Silvia,  do  I  mean  to  pray 

For  those  good  dayes  that  ne'r  will  come  away. 

1  want  beliefe ;  O  gentle  Silvia,  be 

The  patient  Saint,  and  send  up  vowes  for  me. 


Hesperides.  205 


Upon  Blanc    h  I  jig. 

I  have  seen  many  Maidens  to  have  haire ; 
Both  for  their  comely  need,  and  some  to  spare : 
But  Blanch  has  not  so  much  upon  her  head, 
As  to  bind  up  her  chaps  when  she  is  dead. 

Upon  Umber.     Epig. 

Umber  was  painting  of  a  Lyon  fierce, 
And  working  it,  by  chance  from  Umbers  Erse 
Flew  out  a  crack,  so  mighty,  that  the  Fart, 
(As  Umber  sweares)  did  make  his  Lyon  start. 

The  Poet  hath  lost  his  pipe. 

I  cannot  pipe  as  I  was  wont  to  do. 
Broke  is  my  Reed,  hoarse  is  my  singing  too : 
My  wearied  Oat  He  hang  upon  the  Tree, 
And  give  it  to  the  Silvan  Deitie. 

True  Friendship. 

Wilt  thou  my  true  Friend  be  ? 
Then  love  not  mine,  but  me. 

The  Apparition  of  his  Mistresse 
calling  him  to  Elizium. 

-     Desunt  nonnulla 
Come  then,  and  like  two  Doves  with  silv'rie  wings,. 
Let  our  soules  flie  to'  th'  shades,  where  ever  springs 
Sit  smiling  in  the  Meads  ;  where  Balme  and  Oile, 
Roses  and  Cassia  crown  the  untill'd  soyle. 
Where  no  disease  raignes,  or  infection  comes 
To  blast  the  Aire,  but  Amber-greece  and  Gums. 
This,  that,  and  ev'ry  Thicket  doth  transpire 
More  sweet,  then  Siorax  from  the  hallowed  fire : 
Where  ev'ry  tree  c  wealthy  issue  beares 
Of  fragrant  Apples,  blushing  Plums,  or  Peares  :■ 
And  all  the  shrubs,  with  sparkling  spangles,  shew 
Like  Morning-Sun-shine  tinsilling  the  dew. 

The  Apparition.    For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


2  o  6  Hesperides. 


Here  in  green  Meddowes  sits  eternall  May, 

Purfling  the  Margents,  while  perpetuall  Day 

So  double  gilds  the  Aire,  as  that  no  night  15 

Can  ever  rust  th'Enamel  of  the  light. 

Here,  naked  Younglings,  handsome  Striplirlgs  run 

Their  Goales  for  Virgins  kisses ;  which  when  done. 

Then  unto  Dancing  forth  the  learned  Round 

Commixt  they  meet,  with  endlesse  Roses  crown'd.  30 

And  here  we'l  sit  on  Primrose-banks,  and  see 

Love's  Chorus  led  by  Cupid;  and  we'l  be 

Two  loving  followers  too  unto  the  Grove, 

Where  Poets  sing  the  stories  of  our  love. 

There  thou  shall  hear  Divine  Musceus  sing  jj 

Of  Hero,  and  Leander ;  then  lie  bring 

Thee  to  the  Stand,  where  honour'd  Homer  reades 

His  Odisees,  and  his  high  Iliads. 

About  whose  Throne  the  crowd  of  Poets  throng 

To  heare  the  incantation  of  his  tongue  :  30 

To  Linus,  then  to  Pindar;  and  that  done. 

He  bring  thee  Herrick  to  Anacreon, 

Quaffing  his  fuU-crown'd  bowles  of  burning  Wine, 

And  in  his  Raptures  speaking  Lines  of  Thine, 

Like  to  His  subject ;  and  as  his  Frantick-  ~  35 

Looks,  shew  him  truly  Bacchanalian  like, 

Besmear'd  with  Grapes ;  welcome  he  shall  thee  thither, 

Where  both  may  rage,  both  drink  and  dance  together. 

Then  stately  Virgil,  witty  Ovid,  by 

Whom  faire  Corinna  sits,  and  doth  comply  40 

With  Yvorie  wrists,  his  Laureat  head,  and  steeps 

His  eye  in  dew  of.  kisses,  while  he  sleeps. 

Then  soft  Catullus,  sharp-fang'd  Martial, 

And  towring  Lucan,  Horace,  Juvenal, 

And  Snakie  Perseus,  these,  and  those,  whom  Rage  45 

(Dropt  for  the  jarres  of  heaven)  fill'd  t'engage 

All  times  unto  their  frenzies  j  Thou  shalt  there 

Behold  them  in  a  spacious  Theater. 

Among  which  glories,  (crown'd  with  sacred  Bayes, 

And  fiatt'ring  Ivie)  Two  recite  their  Plaies,  50 

Beumont  and  Fletcher,  Swans,  to  whom   all  eares 

Listen,  while  they  (like  Syrens  in  their  Spheres) 

Sing  their  Evadne ;  and  still  more  for  thee 

There  yet  remaines  to  know,  then  thou  can'st  see 


Mesperides.  207 

By  glim'ring  of  a  fancie  :  Doe  but  come,  55 

And  there  lie  shew  thee  that  capacious  roome 

In  which  thy  Ydi&itx  Johnson  now  is  plac't, 

As  in  a  Globe  of  Radiant  fire,  and  grac't 

To  be  in  that  Orbe  crown'd  (that  doth  include 

Those  Prophets  of  the  former  Magnitude)  60 

And  he  one  chiefe ;  But  harke,  I  heare  the  Cock, 

(The  Bell-man  of  the  night)  proclaime  the  clock 

Of  late  struck  one ;  and  now  I  see  the  prime 

Of  Day  break  from  the  pregnant  East,  'tis  time 

I  vanish ;  more  I  had  to  say ;  65 

But  Night  determines  here,  Away. 

Life  is  the  Bodies  Light. 

Life  is  the  Bodies  light ;  which  once  declining, 

Those  crimson  clouds  i'th'cheeks  &  lips  leave  shining. 

Those  counter-changed  Tabbies  in  the  ayre, 

(The  Sun  once  set)  all  of  one  colpur  are. 

So,  when  Death  comes.  Fresh  tinctures  lose  their  place,         5 

And  dismall  Darknesse  then  doth  smutch  the  face. 

Upon  Urles,     Epig. 

Urles  had  the  Gout  so,  that  he  co'd  not  stand ; 
Then  from  his  Feet,  it  shifted  to  his  Hand : 
When  'twas  in's  Feet,  his  Charity  was  small ; 
Now  tis  in's  Hand,  he  gives  no  Almes  at  all. 

Upon  Franck. 

Franck  ne'r  wore  silk  she  sweares ;  but  I  reply. 
She  now  weares  silk  to  hide  her  blood-shot  eye. 

Love  lightly  pleased. 
Let  faire  or  foule  my  Mistresse  be. 
Or  low,  or  tall,  she  pleaseth  me  : 
Or  let  her  walk,  or  stand,  or  sit. 
The  posture  hers,  I'm  pleas'd  with  it. 
Or  let  her  tongue  be  still,  or  stir,  5 

GracefuU  is  ev'ry  thing  from  her. 
Or  let  her  Grant,  or  else  Deny, 
My  Love  will  fit  each  Historic. 


2  o  8  Hesperides. 


The  Primrose. 

Aske  me  why  I  send  you  here 
This  sweet  Infanta  of  the  yeere  ? 

Aske  me  why  I  send  to  you 
This  Primrose,  thus  bepearl'd  with  dew  ? 

I  will  whisper  to  your  eares, 
The  sweets  of  Love  are  mixt  with  tears. 

Ask  me  why  this  flower  do's  show 
So  yellow-green,  and  sickly  too  ? 

Ask  me  why  the  stalk  is  weak 
And  bending,  (yet  it  doth  not  break  ?) 

I  will  answer,  These  discover 
What  fainting  hopes  are  in  a  Lover. 


The  Tythe.     To  the  Bride. 

If  nine  times  you  your  Bride-groome  Idsse ; 
The  tenth  you  know  the  Parsons js. 
Pay  then  your  Tyttie ;  and  doing  thus. 
Prove  in  your  Bride-bed  numerous. 
If  children  you  have  ten,  Sir  John 
Won't  for  his  tenth  part  ask  you  one. 


A  FroUck. 

Bring  me  my  Rose-buds,  Drawer  come ; 

So,  while  I  thus  sit  crown'd  j 
He  drink  the  aged  Cecubum, 

Untill  the  roofe  turne  round. 


Change  common  to  all. 

All  things  subjected  are  to  Fate ; 
Whom  this  Morne  sees  most  fortunate, 
The  Ev'ning  sees  in  poore  estate. 

The  Primrose,    For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  209 

To  Julia. 

The  Saints-bell  calls ;  and,  Julia,  I  must  read 

The  Proper  Lessons  for  the  Saints  now  dead : 

To  grace  which  Service,  Julia,  there  shall  be 

One  Holy  Collect,  said  or  sung  for  Thee. 

Dead  when  thou  art,  Dtaxe  Julia,  thou  shall  have  s 

A  Tentrall  sung  by  Virgins  o're  thy  Grave : 

Meane  time  we  two  will  sing  the  Dirge  of  these ; 

Who  dead,  deserve  our  best  remembrances. 

No  luck  in  Love. 

1.  I  doe  love  I  know  not  what; 
Sometimes  this,  &  sometimes  that : 
All  conditions  I  aime  at. 

2.  But,  as  lucklesse,  I  have  yet 

Many  shrewd  disasters  met,  5 

To  gaine  her  whom  I  wo'd  get. 

3.  Therefore  now  He  love  no  more, 
As  I've  doted  heretofore : 

He  who  must  be,  shall  be  poore. 

In  the  darke  none  dainty. 

Night  hides  our  thefts  ;  all  faults  then  pardon'd  be  : 
All  are  alike  faire,  when  no  spots  we  see. 
Lais  and  Lucrece,  in  the  night  time  are 
Pleasing  alike ;  alike  both  singular : 

Jone,  and  my  Lady  have  at  that  time  one,  S 

One  and  the  selfe-same  priz'd  complexion. 
Then  please  alike  the  Pewter  and  the  Plate ; 
The  chosen  Ruble,  and  the  Refrobate. 

A  charme^  or  an  allay  for  Love. 

If  so  be  a  Toad  be  laid 
In  a  Sheeps-skin  newly  flaid, 
And  that  ty'd  to  man  'twil  sever 
Him  and  his  aflfections  ever. 

To  Julia.  6  Tentrall]  a  misprint,  it  seems,  for  Treniall,  which  is  Herrick's 
usual  spelling  of  the  word ;  cf.  On  himselfe,  I.  8  (p.  228),  and  The  Funerall 
Rites  of  the  Rose,  1.  10  (p.  337) 

9i7.a  P 


2 1  o  Hespertdes. 

Upon  a  free  Maid,  with  a  foule  breath. 

You  say  you'l  kiss  me,  and  I  thanke  you  for  it : 
But  stinking  breath,  I  do  as  hell  abhorre  it. 

Upon  Coone.     Epig. 

What  is  the  reason  Coone  so  dully  smels  ? 
His  Nose  is  over-cool'd  with  Isicles. 

To  his  Brother  in  Law  Master  John  Wingfield 

For  being  comely,  consonant,  and  free 
To  most  of  men,  but  most  of  all  to  me  : 
For  so  decreeing,  that  thy  clothes  expence 
Keepes  still  vfithin  a  just  circumference : 
Then  for  contriving  so  to  loade  thy  Board, 
As  that  the  Messes  ne'r  o'r-laid  the  Lord  : 
Next  for  Ordaining,  that  thy  words  not  swell 
To  any  one  unsober  syllable. 
These  I  co'd  praise  thee  for  beyond  another, 
Wert  thou  a  Winckfield  onelj,  not  a  Brother. 

The  Head-ake. 

1.  My  head  doth  ake, 
O  Sappho  !  take 

Thy  fiUit, 
And  bind  the  paine ; 
Or  bring  some  bane 

To  kill  it. 

2.  But  lesse  that  part, 
Then  my  poore  heart. 

Now  is  sick : 
One  kisse  from  thee 
Will  counsell  be, 

And  Physick. 

On  kimselfe. 

Live  by  thy  Muse  thou  shalt ;  when  others  die 
Leaving  no  Fame  to  long  Posterity  : 
When  Monarchies  trans-shifted  are,  and  gone ; 
Here  shall  endure  thy  vast  Dominion. 


Hesperides.  2  i  r 

Upon  a  Maide. 


Hence  a  blessed  soule  is  fled, 
Leaving  here  the  body  dead : 
Which  (since  here  they  can't  combine) 
For  the  Saint,  we'i  keep  the  Shrine. 

Upon  Spalt, 

Of  Pushes  Spalt  has  such  a  knottie  race. 
He  needs  a  Tucker  for  to  burle  his  face. 


(yHornej  a  Comb-maker. 

Home  sells  to  others  teeth ;  but  has  not  one 
To  grace  his  own  Gums,  or  of  Box,  or  bone. 


Upon  the  troublesome  times. 

1.  0  !  Times  most  bad, 
Without  the  scope 

Of  hope 
Of  better  to  be  had  ! 

2.  Where  shall  I  goe,  s 
Or  whither  run 

To  shun 
This  publique  overthrow  ? 

3.  No  places  are 

(This  I  am  sure)  «o 

Secure 
In  this  our  wasting  Warre. 

4.  Some  storms  w'ave  past  j 
Yet  we  must  all 

Down  fall,  'S 

And  perish  at  the  last. 


Cruelty  base  in  Commanders. 

Nothing  can  be  more  loathsome,  then  to  see 
Power  conjoyn'd  with  Natures  Crueltie. 

p   3 


2  12  Hesperides. 

Upon  a  sowre-breath  Lady.     Epig. 

Fie,  (quoth  ray  Lady)  what  a  stink  is  here  ? 
When  'twas  her  breath  that  was  the  Carrionere. 

Upon  Lucia. 

I  askt  my  Lucia  but  a  kisse ; 
And  she  with  scorne  deny'd  me  this  : 
Say  then,  how  ill  she'd  I  have  sped, 
Had  I  then  askt  her  Maidenhead  ? 


Little  and  loud. 

Little  you  are ;  for  Womans  sake  be  proud  ; 
For  my  sake  next,  (though  little)  be  not  hud. 

Ship-wrack. 

He,  who  has  suffer'd  Ship-wrack,  feares  to  saile 
Upon  the  Seas,  though  with  a  gentle  gale. 

Paines  without  pro^t. 

A  long-lifes-day  I've  taken  paines 
For  very  little,  or  no  gaines : 
The  Ev'ning's  come ;  here  now  He  stop, 
And  work  no  more ;  but  shut  up  Shop. 


To  his  Booke. 

Be  bold  my  Booke,  nor  be  abasht,  or  feare 
The  cutting  Thumb-naile,  or  the  Brow  severe. 
But  by  the  Muses  sweare,  all  here  is  good, 
If  but  well  read ;  or  ill  read,  understood. 


His  Prayer  to  Ben,  Johnson. 

I.  When  I  a  Verse  shall  make, 
Know  I  have  praid  thee. 
For  old  Religions  sake. 
Saint  Ben  to  aide  me. 


Hesperides,  213 


2,  Make  the  way  smooth  for  me. 
When  I,  thy  Herrick, 
Honouring  thee,  on  my  knee 
Offer  my  Lyrick. 

3.  Candles  He  give  to  thee, 
And  a  new  Altar ; 

And  thou  Saint  Ben,  shalt  be 
Writ  in  my  Psalter. 

Poverty  and  Riches. 

Give  Want  her  welcome  if  she  comes ;  we  find, 
niches  to  be  but  burthens  to  the  mind. 

Again. 

Who  with  a  little  cannot  be  content. 
Endures  an  everlasting  punishment. 

The  Covetous  still  Captives. 

Let's  live  with  that  smal  pittance  that  we  have ; 
Who  covets  more,  is  evermore  a  slave. 

Lawes. 

When  Lawes  full  poWer  have  to  sway,  we  see 
Little  or  no  part  there  of  Tyrannie. 

Of  Love. 

He  get  me  hence. 

Because  no  fence, 
Or  Fort  that  I  can  make  here ; 

But  Love  by  charmes. 

Or  else  by  Armes 
Will  storme,  or  starving  take  here. 

Upon  Cock. 

Cock  calls  his  Wife  his  Hen :  when  Cock  goes  too't. 
Cock  treads  his  Hen,  but  treads  her  under-foot. 


2  14  Hesperides. 


To  his  Muse. 

Go  wooe  young  Charles  no  more  to  looke. 
Then  but  to  read  this  in  my  Booke  : 
How  Herrick  beggs,  if  that  he  can- 
Not  like  the  Muse ;  to  love  the  man, 
Who  by  the  Shepheards,  sung  (long  since) 
The  Starre-led-birth  of  Charles  the  Prince. 


The  had  season  makes  the  Poet  sad. 

Dull  to  my  selfe,  and  almost  dead  to  these 
My  many  fresh  and  fragrant  Mistresses  : 
Lost  to  all  Musick  now  ;  since  every  thing 
Puts  on  the  semblance  here  of  sorrowing. 
Sick  is  the  Land  to'th'  heart ;  and  doth  endure 
More  dangerous  faintings  by  her  desp'rate  cure. 
But  if  that  golden  Age  wo'd  come  again, 
And  Charles  here  Rule,  as  he  before  did  Raign ; 
If  smooth  and  unperplext  the  Seasons  were. 
As  when  the  Siveet  Maria  lived  here : 
I  sho'd  delight  to  have  my  Curies  halfe  drown'd 
In  Tyrian  Dewes,  and  Head  with  Roses  crown'd. 
And  once  more  yet  (ere  I  am.  laid  out  dead) 
Knock  at  a  Starre  with  my  exalted  Head.  ^ 


To  Vulcan. 

Thy  sooty  Godhead,  I  desire 
Still  to  be  ready  with  thy  fire : 
That  sho'd  my  Booke  despised  be, 
Acceptance  it  might  find  of  thee. 


Like  Pattern,  like  People, 

This  is  the  height  of  Justice,  that  to  doe 
Thy  selfe,  which  thou  pufst  other  men  unto. 
As  great  men  lead;  the  meaner  follow  on. 
Or  to  the  good,  or  evill  action. 


Hesperides.  21^ 


Purposes. 


No  wrath  of  Men,  or  rage  of  Seas 
Can  shake  a  just  mans  purposes : 
No  threats  of  Tyrants,  or  the  Grim 
Visage  of  them  can  alter  him ; 
But  what  he  doth  at  first  entend, 
That  he  holds  firmly  to  the  end. 


To  the  Maids  to  walke  abroad. 

Come  sit  we  under  yonder  Tree, 

Where  merry  as  the  Maids  we'l  be. 

And  as  on  Primroses  we  sit, 

We'l  venter  (if  we  can)  at  wit : 

If  not,  at  Draw-gloves  we  will  play ;  , 

So  spend  some  minutes  of  the  day ; 

Or  else  spin  out  the  thread  of  sands, 

Playing  at  Questions  and  Commands : 

Or  tell  what  strange  Tricks  Love  can  do, 

By  quickly  making  one  of  two.  to 

Thus  we  will  sit  and  talke ;  but  tell 

No  cruell  truths  of  Philomell, 

Or  Phyllis,  whom  hard  Fate  forc't  on. 

To  kill  her  selfe  for  Demophon. 

But  Fables  we'l  relate ;  how  Jove  15 

Put  on  all  shapes  to  get  a  Love : 

As  now  a  Satyr,  then  a  Swan ; 

A  Bull  but  then ;  and  now  a  man. 

Next  we  will  act,  how  young  men  wooe  ; 

And  sigh,  and  kiss,  as  Lovers  do :  ao 

And  talke  of  Brides ;  &  who  shall  make 

That  wedding-smock,  this  Bridal-Cake ; 

That  Dress,  this  Sprig,  that  Leaf,  this  Vine ; 

That  smooth  and  silken  Columbine. 

This  done,  we'l  draw  lots,  who  shall  buy  35 

And  guild  the  Baies  and  Rosemary : 

To  the  Maids  io  walke  abroad.     14  for]  from   some  copies  of  1648.    See 
Critical  Appendix 


2  1 6  Hesperides. 


What  Posies  for  our  Wedding  Rings ; 

What  Gloves  we'l  give,  and  Ribanings  : 

And  smiling  at  our  selves,  decree, 

Who  then  the  joyning  Priest  shall  be.  30 

What  short  sweet  Prayers  shall  be  said ; 

And  how  the  Posset  shall  be  made 

With  Cream  of  Lillies  (not  of  Kine) 

And  Maiden' s-blush,  for  spiced  wine. 

Thus,  having  talkt,  we'l  next  commend  35 

A  kiss  to  each ;  and  so  w^l  end. 


His  own  Epitaph. 

As  wearied  Pilgrims,  once  possest 
Of  long'd-for  lodging,  go  to  rest : 
So  I,  now  having  rid  my  way ; 
Fix  here  my  Button'd  StafTe  and  stay. 
Youth  (I  confess)  hath  me  mis-led  ; 
But  Age  hath  brought  me  right  to  Bed. 


A  Nuptiall  Verse  to  Mistresse  Elizabeth  Lee, 
now  Lady  Trade. 

Spring  with  the  Larke,  most  comely  Bride,  and  meet 

Your  eager  Bridegroome  with  auspitious  feet. 

The  Morn's  farre  spent ;  and  the  immortall  Sunne 

Corrols  his  cheeke,  to  see  those  Rites  not  done. 

Fie,  Lovely  maid !     Indeed  you  are  too  slow,  5 

When  to  the  Temple  Love  sho'd  runne,  not  go. 

Dispatch  your  dressing  then ;  and  quickly  wed ; 

Then  feast,  and  coy't  a  little ;  then  to  bed. 

This  day  is  Loves  day ;  and  this  busie  night 

Is  yours,  in  which  you  challeng'd  are  to  fight  10 

With  such  an  arm'd,  but  such  an  easie  Foe, 

As  will  if  you  yeeld,  lye  down  conquer'd  too. 

The  Field  is  pitcht ;  but  such  must  be  your  warres. 

As  that  your  kisses  must  out-vie  the  Starres. 

Fall  down  together  vanquish!  both,  and  lye  15 

Drown'd  in  the  bloud  of  Rubies  there,  not  die. 


Hesperides.  217 


The  'Night-piece^  to  Julia. 

1.  Her  Eyes  the  Glow-worme  lend  thee, 
The  Shooting  Starres  attend  thee ; 

And  the  Elves  also, 
Whose  little  eyes  glow, 
Like  the  sparks  of  fire,  befriend  thee.  5 

2.  No  Will-dth'-  Wispe  mis-light  thee  ; 
Nor  Snake,  or  Slow-worme  bite  thee : 

But  on,  on  thy  way 
Not  making  a  stay, 
Since  Ghost  ther's  none  to  affright  thee.  to 

3.  Let  not  the  darke  thee  cumber.; 
What  though  the  Moon  do's  slumber  ? 

The  Starres  of  the  night 
Will  lend  thee  their  light, 
Like  Tapers  cleare  without  number.  15 

4.  Thtn  Julia  let  me  wooe  thee. 
Thus,  thus  to  come  unto  me  : 

And  when  I  shall  meet 
Thy  silv'ry  feet. 
My  soule  He  poure  into  thee.  20 


To  Sir  Clipseby  Crew. 

1.  Give  me  wine,  and  give  me  meate, 
To  create  in  me  a  heate. 

That  my  pulses  high  may  beate. 

2.  Cold  and  hunger  never  yet     "^ 
Co'd  a  noble  Verse  beget ; 

But  your  Boules  with  Sack  repleat. 

3.  Give  me  these  (my  Knight)  and  try 
In  a  Minutes  space  how  I 

Can  runne  mad,  and  Prophesie. 

4.  Then  if  any  Peece  proves  new, 
And  rare.  He  say  (my  dearest  Crew) 
It  was  full  enspir'd  by  you. 


2 1 8  Hesperides. 

Good  Luck  not  lasting. 

If  well  the  Dice  runne,  lets  applaud  the  cast : 
The  happy  fortune  will  not  alwayes  last. 

A  Kisse. 

What  is  a  Kisse  ?    Why  this,  as  some  approve ; 
The  sure  sweet-Sement,  Glue,  and  Lime  of  Love. 

Glorie. 

I  make  no  haste  to  have  my  Numbers  read. 
Seldome  comes  Glorie  till  a  man  be  dead. 

Poets. 

Wantons  we  are ;  and  though  our  words  be  such, 
Our  Lives  do  differ  from  our  Lines  by  much. 


No  despight  to  the  dead. 

Reproach  we  may  the  living ;  not  the  dead : 
'Tis  cowardice  to  bite  the  buried. 


To  his  Verses. 

What  will  ye  (my  poor  Orphans)  do 

When  I  must  leave  the  World  (and  you) 

Who'l  give  ye  then  a  sheltring  shed. 

Or  credit  ye,  when  I  am  dead  ? 

Who'l  let  ye  by  their  fire  sit  ?  5 

Although  ye  have  a  stock  of  wit, 

Already  coin'd  to  pay  for  it. 

I  cannot  tell ;  unlesse  there  be 

Some  Race  of  old  humanitie 

Left  (of  the  large  heart,  and  long  hand)  lo 

Alive,  as  Noble  Westmorland; 

Or  gallant  Newark ;  which  brave  two 

May  fost'ring  fathers  be  to  you. 

If  not ;  expect  to  be  no  less 

111  us'd,  then  Babes  left  fatherless.  15 


Hesperides.  219 


His  charge  to  Julia  at  his  death. 

Dearest  of  thousands,  now  the  time  drawes  neere, 
That  with  my  Lines,  my  Life  must  full-stop  here. 
Cut  off  thy  haires ;  and  let  thy  Teares  be  shed 
Over  my  Turfe,  when  I  am  buried. 
Then  for  effusions,  let  none  wanting  be. 
Or  other  Rites  that  doe  belong  to  me ; 
As  Love  shall  helpe  thee,  when  thou  do'st  go  hence 
Unto  thy  everlasting  residence. 


Upon  Love. 

In  a  Dreame,  Love  bad  me  go 
To  the  Gallies  there  to  Rowe ; 
In  the  Vision  I  askt,  why? 
Love  as  briefly  did  reply ; 
'Twas  better  there  to  toyle,  then  prove 
The  turmoiles  they  endure  that  love. 
I  awoke,  and  then  I  knew 
What  Love  said  was  too  too  true : 
Henceforth  therefore  I  will  be 
As  from  Love,  from  trouble  free. 
None  pities  him  thafs  in  the  snare, 
And  warned  before,  wo'd  not  beware. 


The  Coblers  Catch. 

Come  sit  we  by  the  fires  side ; 

And  roundly  drinke  we  .here ; 
Till  that  we  see  our  cheekes  Ale-dy|d 

And  noses  tann'd  with  Beere. 


Upon  Bran.     Epig. 

What  made  that  mirth  last  night  ?  the  neighbours  say, 
That  Bran  the  Baker  did  his  Breech  bewray : 
I  rather  thinke  (though  they  may  speake  the  worst) 
'Twas  to  his  Batch,  but  Leaven  laid  there  first. 


2  20  Hesperides. 


Upon  Snare,  an  Usurer. 
Snare,  ten  i'  th'  hundred  calls  his  wife ;  and  why  ? 
Shee  brings  in  much,  by  carnall  usury  : 
He  by  extortion  brings  in  three  times  more : 
Say,  who's  the  worst,  th'  exactor,  or  the  whore  ? 

Upon  Grud^ngs. 
Grudgings  turnes  bread  to  stones,  when  to  the  Poore 
He  gives  an  almes,  and  chides  them  from  his  doore. 

Connubii  Flores,  or  the  well-wishes  at  Weddings. 
Chorus  Sacerdotum. 

1.  From  the  Temple  to  your  home 
May  a  thousand  blessings  come  ! 
And  a  sweet  concurring  stream 
Of  all  joyes,  to  joyn  with  them. 

Chorus  Juvenum. 

2.  Happy  day  5 
Make  no  long  stay 

Here 
In  thy  Sphere ; 
But  give  thy  place  to  night. 

That  she,  lo 

As  Thee, 

May  be 
Partaker  of  this  sight. 
And  since  it  was  thy  care 

To  see  the  Younglings  wed ;  15 

'Tis  fit  that  Night,  the  Paire, 
Sho'd  see  safe  brought  to  Bed. 

Chorus  Senum. 

3.  Go  to  your  banquet  then,  but  use  delight, 
So  as  to  rise  still  with  an  appetite. 

Love  is  a  thing  most  nice ;  and  must  be  fed  20 

To  such  a  height ;  but  never  surfeited. 

What  is  beyond  the  mean  is  ever  ill : 

'Tis  best  to  feed  Love ;  but  not  over- fill: 

Go  then  discreetly  to  the  Bed  of  pleasure ; 

And  this  remember,  Vertue  keepes  the  measure.  35 


Hesperides,  221 

Chorus  Virgifium. 

4.  Luckie  signes  we  have  discri'd 
To  encourage  on  the  Bride ; 
And  to  these  we  have  espi'd, 
Not  a  kissing  Cujiid  flyes 

Here  about,  but  has  his  eyes,  30 

To  imply  your  Love  is  wise. 

Chorus  Pastorum. 

5.  Here  we  present  a  fleece 

To  make  a  peece 
Of  cloth ; 
Nor,  Faire,  must  you  be  loth  35 

Your  Finger  to  apply 
To  huswiferie. 
Then,  then  begin 
To  spin : 
And  (Sweetling)  marke  you,  what  a  Web  will  come  40 

Into  your  Chests,  drawn  by  your  painfull  Thumb. 

Chorus  Matronarum. 

6.  Set  you  to  your  Wheele,  and  wax 
Rich,  by  the  Ductile  Wool  and  Flax. 

Yarne  is  an  Income ;  and  the  Huswives  thread 

The  Larder  fills  with  meat ;  the  Bin  with  bread.  45 

Chorus  Senum. 

7.  Let  wealth  come  in  by  comely  thrift, 
And  not  by  any  sordid  shift : 

'Tis  haste 

Makes  waste ; 
Extreames  have  still  their  fault ;  50 

The  softest  Fire  makes  the  sweetest  Mault. 
Who  gripes  too  hard  the  dry  and  slip''rie  sand. 
Holds  none  at  all,  or  little  in  his  hand. 

Chorus  Virginum. 

8.  Goddesse  of  Pleasure,  Youth  and  PeacCj 

Give  them  the  blessing  of  encrease :  55 

And  thou  Ludna,  that  do'st  heare 

The  vowes  of  those,  that  children  beare  : 

When  as  her  Aprill  houre  drawes  neare. 

Be  thou  then  propitious  there. 


2  2  2  Hesperides, 


Chorus  Juvenum, 
9.  Farre  hence  be  all  speech,  that  may  anger  move :  Co 

Sweet  words  must  nourish  soft  and  gentle  Love. 

Chorus  omnium. 
10.  Live  in  the  Love  of  Doves,  and  having  told 

The  Ravens  yeares,  go  hence  more  Ripe  then  old. 

To  hh  lovely  Mistresses. 

One  night  i'  th'  yeare,  my  dearest  Beauties,  come 

And  bring  those  dew-drink-offerings  to  my  Tomb. 

When  thence  ye  see  my  reverend  Ghost  to  rise. 

And  there  to  lick  th'  effused  sacrifice  : 

Though  palenes  be  the  Livery  that  I  weare,  5 

Looke  ye  not  wan,  or  colourlesse  for  feare. 

Trust  me  I  will  not  hurt  ye ;  or  once  shew 

The  least  grim  looke,  or  cast  a  frown  on  you  : 

Nor  shall  the  Tapers  when  I'm  there,  burn  blew. 

This  I  may  do  (perhaps)  as  I  glide  by,  10 

Cast  on  my  Girles  a  glance,  and  loving  eye  : 

Or  fold  mine  armes,  and  sigh,  because  I've  lost 

The  world  so  soon,  and  in  it,  you  the  most. 

Then  these,  no  feares  more  on  your  Fancies  fall, 

Though  then  I  smile,  and  speake  no  words  at  alL  15 

Upon  Lave. 

1.  A  Christall  VioU  Cupid  brought, 

Which  had  a  juice  in  it : 
Of  which  who  drank,  he  said  no  thought 
Of  Love  he  sho'd  admit. 

2.  I  greedy  of  the  prize,  did  drinke,  5 

And  emptied  soon  the  glasse ; 
Which  burnt  me  so,  that  I  do  thinke 
The  fire  of  hell  it  was. 

3.  Give  me  my  earthen  Cups  again. 

The  Christall  I  contemne ;  10 

Which,  though  enchas'd  with  Pearls,  contain 
A  deadly  draught  in  them. 

To  his  lovely  Mistresses.    3  rise]  kisse  rrf^S :  corr.  in  ortg.  Errata  {seep.  4) 


Hesperides.  223 

4.  And  thou  O  Cupid !  come  not  to 
My  Threshold,  since  I  see, 
For  all  I  have,  or  else  can  do,  15 

Thou  still  wilt  cozen  me. 


Upon  Gander.     Epig. 

Since  Gander  did  his  prettie  Youngling  wed ; 
Gander  (they  say)  doth  each  night  pisse  a  Bed : 
What  is  the  cause  ?    Why  Gander  will  reply. 
No  Goose  layes  good  eggs  that  is  trodden  drye. 


Upon  Lungs.     Epig. 

Lungs  (as  some,  say)  ne'r  sets  him  down  to  eate, 
But  that  his  breath  do's  Fly-blow  all  the  meate. 


the  Beggar  to  Mab,  the  Fairie  Queen. 

Please  your  Grace,  from  out  your  Store, 

Give  an  Almes  to  one  that's  poore. 

That  your  mickle,  may  have  more. 

Black  I'm  grown  for  want  of  meat  ; 

Give  me  then  an  Ant  to  eate ;  5 

Or  the  cleft  eare  of  a  Mouse 

Over-sowr'd  in  drinke  of  Souce : 

Or  sweet  Lady  reach  to  me 

The  Abdomen  of  a  Bee ; 

Or  commend  a  Crickets-hip,  10 

Or  his  Huckson,  to  my  Scrip. 

Give  for  bread,  a  little  bit 

Of  a  Pease,  that  'gins  to  chit, 

And  my  full  thanks  take  for  it. 

Floure  of  Fuz-balls,  that's  too  good  15 

For  a  man  in  needy-hood : 

But  the  Meal  of  Mill-dust  can 

Well  content  a  craving  man. 

Any  Orts  the  Elves  refuse 

Well  will  serve  the  Beggars  use.  20 

But  if  this  may  seem  too  much 

For  an  Almes ;  then  give  me  such 


2  24  Hesperides. 


Little  bits,  that  nestle  there 

In  the  Pris'ners  Panier. 

So  a  blessing  light  upon  ii; 

You,  and  mighty  Oberon  : 

That  your  plenty  last  till  when, 

I  return  your  Almes  agen. 


An  end  decreed. 

Let's  be  jocund  while  we  may ; 
All  things  have  an  ending  day : 
And  when  once  the  Work  is  done ; 
Fates  revolve  no  Flax  th'ave  spun. 


Upon  a  child. 

Here  a  pretty  Baby  lies 
Sung  asleep  with  Lullabies  : 
Pray  be  silent,  and  not  stirre 
Th'  easie  earth  that  covers  her. 


Painting  sometimes  permitted. 

If  Nature  do  deny 
Colours,  let  Art  supply. 

Farwell  Frosty  or  welcome  the  Spring. 

Fled  are  the  Frosts,  and  now  the  Fields  appeare 

Re-cloth'd  in  fresh  and  verdant  Diaper. 

Thaw'd  are  the  snowes,  and  now  the  lusty  Spring 

Gives  to  each  Mead  a  neat  enameling. 

The  Palms  put  forth  their  Gemmes,  and  every  Tree 

Now  swaggers  in  her  Leavy  gallantry. 

The  while  the  Daulian  Minstrell  sweetly  sings, 

With  warbling  Notes,  her  Tyrrean  sufferings. 

What  gentle  Winds  perspire  ?    As  if  here 

Never  had  been  the  Northern  Plunderer 

To  strip  the  Trees^  and  Fields,  to  their  distresse, 

Leaving  them  to  a  pittied  nakednesse. 


Hesperides,  225 

And  look  how  when  a  frantick  Storme  doth  tear 

A  stubborn  Oake,  or  Holme  (long  growing  there) 

But  lul'd  to  calmnesse,  then  succeeds  a  breeze  15 

That  scarcely  stirs  the  nodding  leaves  of  Trees : 

So  when  this  War  (which  tempest-like  doth  spoil 

Our  salt,  our  Corn,  our  Honie,  Wine,  and  Oile) 

Falls  to  a  temper,  and  doth  mildly  cast 

His  inconsiderate  Frenzie  off  (at  last)  30 

The  gentle  Dove  may,  when  these  turmoils  cease, 

Bring  in  her  Bill,  once  more,  the  Branch  of  Peace. 


The  Hag. 

1.  The  Hag  is  astride, 
This  night  for  to  ride ; 

The  Devill  and  shee  together : 

Through  thick,  and  through  thin, 

Now  out,  and  then  in,  5 

Though  ne'r  so  foule  be  the  weather. 

2.  A  Thorn  or  a  Burr 
She  takes  for  a  Spurre : 

With  a  lash  of  a  Bramble  she  rides  now. 

Through  Brakes  and  through  Bryars,  10 

O're  Ditches,  and  Mires, 
She  foUowes  the  Spirit  that  guides  now. 

3.  No  Beast,  for  his  food. 
Dares  now  range  the  wood ; 

But  husht  in  his  laire  he  lies  lurking  :  15 

While  mischeifs,  by  these. 

On  Land  and  on  Seas, 
At  noone  of  Night  are  a  working. 

4.  The  storme  will  arise, 

And  trouble  the  skies  ;  20 

This  night,  and  more  for  the  wonder, 

The  ghost  from  the  Tomb 

Affrighted  shall  come, 
Cal'd  out  by  the  clap  of  the  Thunder. 


2  26  Hesperides. 

Upon  an  old  man  a  Residencidrie. 

Tread,  Sirs,  as  lightly  as  ye  can 
Upon  the  grave  of  this  old  man. 
Twice  fortie  (bating  but  one  year, 
And  thrice  three  weekes)  he  lived  here. 
Whom  gentle  fate  translated  hence 
To  a  more  happy  Residence. 
Yet,  Reader,  let  me  tell  thee  this 
(Which  from  his  ghost  a  promise  is) 
If  here  ye  will  some  few  teares  shed, 
He'l  never  haunt  ye  now  he's  dead. 

Upon  Teares. 
Teares,  though  th'are  here  below  the  sinners  brine. 
Above  they  are  the  Angels  spiced  wine. 

Physitians. 

Physitians  fight  not  against  men  ;  but  these 
Combate  for  men,  by  conquering  the  disease. 

The  Primitiae  to  Parents. 

Our  Houshold-gods  our  Parents  be ; 
And  manners  good  requires,  that  we 
The  first-Fruits  give  to  them,  who  gave 
Us  hands  to  get  what  here  we  have. 

Upon  Cob.     Epig. 

Cob  clouts  his  shooes,  and  as  the  story  tells, 
His  thumb-nailes-par'd,  afford  him  sperrables. 

Upon  Lucie.     Epig. 

Sound  Teeth  has  Lucie,  pure  as  Pearl,  and  small,' 
With  mellow  Lips,  and  luscious  there  withall. 

Upon  Skoles.     Epig. 

Skoles  stinks  so  deadly,  that  his  Breeches  loath 
His  dampish  Buttocks  furthermore  to  cloath  : 
Cloy'd  they  are  up  with  Arse  j  but  hope,  one  blast 
Will  whirle  about,  and  blow  them  thence  at  last. 


Hesperides.  227 


To  Silvia. 

I  am  holy,  while  I  stand 
Circum-crost  by  thy  pure  hand : 
But  when  that  is  gone ;  Again, 
I,  as  others,  am  Prophane. 

To  his  Closet-Gods. 

When  I  goe  Hence  ye  Closet-Gods,  I  feare 
Never  againe  to  have  ingression  here  : 
Where  I  have  had,  what  ever  thing  co'd  be 
Pleasant,  and  precious  to  my  Muse  and  me. 
Besides  rare  sweets,  I  bad  a  Book  which  none 
Co'd  reade  the  Intext  but  my  selfe  alone. 
About  the  Cover  of  this  Book  there  went 
A  curious-comely  clean  Compartlement : 
And,  in  the  midst,  to  grace  it  more,  was  set 
A  blushing-pretty-peeping  Rubelet : 
But  now  'tis  clos'd  j  and  being  shut,  &  seal'd. 
Be  it,  O  be  it,  never  more  reveal'd ! 
Keep  here  still,  Closet-Gods,  'fore  whom  I've  set 
Oblations  oft,  of  sweetest  Marmelet. 

A  Bacchanalian  Verse. 

1.  Fill  me  a  mighty  Bowie 

Up  to  the  brim  : 
That  I  may  drink 
Unto  ray  Johnsons  soule. 

2.  Crowne  it  agen  agen ; 

And  thrice  repeat 
That  happy  heat ; 
To  drink  to  Thee  my  Ben. 

3.  Well  I  can  quaffe,  I  see. 

To  th'  number  five, 
Or  nine ;  but  thrive 
In  frenzie  ne'r  like  thee. 

A  Bacchanalian  Verse.     2  brim]  TAe  rime  requires  brink 

Q  2 


2  2  8  Hesperides. 


Long  looktfor  comes  at  last. 

Though  long  it  be,  yeeres  may  repay  the  debt ; 
Nbm  loseth  that,  which  he  in  time  may  get. 


To  Youth. 

Drink  Wine,  and  live  here  blithefuU,  while  ye  may : 
The  morrowes  life  too  late  is,  Live  to-day. 

Never  too  late  to  dye. 

No  man  comes  late  unto  that  place  from  whence 
Never  man  yet  had  a  regredience. 

A  Hymne  to  the  Muses. 

O  1  you  the  Virgins  nine ! 

That  doe  our  soules  encline 

To  noble  Discipline ! 

Nod  to  this  vow  of  mine : 

Come  then,  and  now  enspire  5 

My  violl  and  my  lyre 

With  your  etemall  fire  : 

And  make  me  one  entire 

Composer  in  your  Quire, 

Then  Tie  your  Altars  strew  lo 

With  Roses  sweet  and  new ; 

And  ever  live  a  true 

Acknowledger  of  you. 

On  himselfe. 

He  sing  no  more,  nor  will  I  longer  write 

Of  that  sweet  Lady,  or  that  gallant  Knight : 

He  sing  no  more  of  Frosts,  Snowes,  Dews  and  Showers ; 

No  more  of  Groves,  Meades,  Springs,  and  wreaths  of  Flowers : 

He  write  no  more,  nor  will  I  tell  or  sing  5 

Of  Cupid,  and  his  wittie  coozning  : 

He  sing  no  more  of  death,  or  shall  the  grave 

No  more  my  Dirges,  and  my  Trentalls  have.    « 

A  ffytfine  io  the  Muses,     j  etemall]  Misprinted  etetnall 


Hesperides.  229 

Upon  Jone  and  Jane. 

Jone  is  a  wench  that's  painted ; 
Jone  is  a  Girle  that's  tainted  \ 

Yei/one  she  goes 

Like  one  of  those 
Whom  purity  had  Sainted.  5 

fane  is  a  Girle  that's  prittie  ; 
Jane  is  a  wench  that's  wittie ; 

Yet,  who  wo'd  think, 

Her  breath  do's  stinke. 
As  so  it  doth  ?  that's  pittie.  lo 


31?  Momus. 

Who  read'st  this  Book  that  I  have  writ. 
And  can'st  not  mend,  but  carpe  at  it : 
By  all  the  muses  !  thou  shalt  be 
Anathema  to  it,  and  me. 


Amhition. 

In  wayes  to  greatnesse,  think  on  this, 
That  slippery  all  Ambition  is. 

The  Country  life,  to  the  honoured  M.  End.  Porter, 
Groome  of  the  Bed-Chamber  to  His  Maj. 

Sweet  Country  life,  to  such  unknown, 
Whose  lives  are  others,  not  their  own ! 
But  serving  Courts,  and  Cities,  be 
Less  happy,  less  enjoying  thee. 
Thou  never  Plow'st  the  Oceans  foame 
To  seek,  and  bring  rough  Pepper  home : 
Nor  to  the  Eastern  Ind  dost  rove 
To  bring  from  thence  the  scorched  Clove. 
Nor,  with  the  losse  of  thy  lov'd  rest, 
Bring'st  home  the  Ingot  from  the  West. 
No,  thy  Ambition's  Master-piece 
Flies  ndf  thought  higher  then  a  fleece  : 


230  Hesperides. 


Or  how  to  pay  thy  Hinds,  and  cleere 

All  scores  ;  and  so  to  end  the  yeere : 

But  walk'st  about  thine  own  dear  bounds,  15 

Not  envying  others  larger  grounds  : 

For  well  thou  know'st,  His  not  th'  extent   , 

Of  Land  makes  life,  but  sweet  content. 

When  now  the  Cock  (the  Plow-mans  Home) 

Calls  forth  the  lilly-Vristed  Morne ;  20 

Then  to  thy  corn-fields  thou  dost  goe. 

Which  though  well  soyl'd,  yet  thou  dost  know, 

That  the  best  compost  for  the  Lands 

Is  the  wise  Masters  Feet,  and  Hands. 

There  at  the  Plough  thou  find'st  thy  Teame,  35 

With  a  Hind  whistling  there  to  them  : 

And  cheer'st  them  up,  by  singing  how 

The  Kingdoms  portion  is  the  Flow. 

This  done,  then  to  th'  enameld  Meads 

Thou  go'st ;  and  as  thy  foot  there  treads,  30 

Thou  seest  a  present  God-like  Power 

Imprinted  in  each  Herbe  and  Flower : 

And  smell'st  the  breath  of  great-ey'd  Kine, 

Sweet  as  the  blossomes  of  the  Vine. 

Here  thou  behold'st.thy  large  sleek  Neat  35 

Unto  the  Dew-laps  up  in  meat : 

And,  as  thou  look'st,  the  wanton  Steere, 

The  Heifer,  Cow,  and  Oxe  draw  neere 

To  make  a  pleasing  pastime  there. 

These  seen,  thou  go'st  to  view  thy  flocks  40 

Of  sheep,  (safe  from  the  Wolfe  and  Fox) 

And  find'st  their  bellies  there  as  full 

Of  short  sweet  grasse,  as  backs  with  wool. 

And  leav'st  them  (as  they  feed  and  fill) 

A  Shepherd  piping  on  a  hill.  45 

For  Sports,  for  Pagentrie,  and  Playes, 

Thou  hast  thy  Eves,  and  Holydayes : 

On  which  the  young  men  and  maids  meet. 

To  exercise  their  dancing  feet : 

Tripping  the  comely  country  round,  50 

With  Daffadils  and  Daisies  crown'd. 

Thy  Wakes,  thy  Quintels,  here  thou  hast, 

Thy  May-poles  too  with  Garlands  grac't : 

Thy  Morris-dance ;  thy  Whitsun-ale  ; 


Hesperides.  231 

Thy  Sheering-feast,  which  never  faile.  65 

Thy  Harvest  home ;  thy  Wassaile  bowle, 
That's  tost  up  after  Fox  i'  th'  Hole. 
Thy  Mummeries ;  thy  Twelfe-tide  Kings 
And  Queenes ;  thy  Christmas  revellings : 
Thy  Nut-browne  mirth ;  thy  Russet  wit ;  60 

And  no  man  payes  too  deare  for  it. 
To  these,  thou  hast  thy  times  to  goe 
And  trace  the  Hare  i'  th'  trecherous  Snow : 
Thy  witty  wiles  to  draw,  and  get 

The  Larke  into  the  Trammell  net :  65 

Thou  hast  thy  Cockrood,  and  thy  Glade 
To  take  the  precious  Phesant  made : 
Thy  Lime-twigs,  Snares,  and  Pit-falls  then 
To  catch  the  pilfring  Birds,  not  Men. 

O  happy  life  !  if  that  their  good  70 

The  Husbandmen  but  understood  ! 
Who  all  the  day  themselves  doe  please, 
And  Younglings,  with  such  sports  as  these. 
And,  lying  down,  have  nought  t'  affright 
Sweet  sleep,  that  makes  more  short  the  night.  75 

Catera  desuni 

H^T'o  Electra. 

1 .  I  dare  not  ask  a  kisse ; 

I  dare  not  beg  a  smile ; 
Lest  having  that,  or  this, 

I  might  grow  proud  the  while. 

2.  No,  no,  the  utmost  share  5 

Of  my  desire,  shall  be 
Onely  to  kisse  that  Aire, 
That  lately  kissed  thee. 

To  his  worthy  friend,  M.  Arthur  Bartly. 

When  after  many  Lusters  thou  shalt  be 

Wrapt  up  in  Seare-cloth  with  thine  Ancestrie  : 

When  of  thy  ragg'd  Escutcheons  shall  be  seene 

So  little  left,  as  if  they  ne'r  had  been : 

Thou  shalt  thy  Name  have,  and  thy  Fames  best  trust,  5 

Here  with  the  Generation  of  my  Just. 


232  Hesperides . 


What  kind  ofMistresse  he  would  have. 

Be  the  Mistresse  of  my  choice, 

Cleane  in  manners,  cleere  in  voice : 

Be  she  witty,  more  then  wise  ; 

Pure  enough,  though  not  Precise : 

Be  she  shewing  in  her  dresse,  5 

Like  a  civill  Wilderness  ; 

That  the  curious  may  detect 

Order  in  a  sweet  neglect : 

Be  she  rowling  in  her  eye. 

Tempting  all  the  passers  by :  10 

And  each  Ringlet  of  her  haire, 

An  Enchantment,  or  a  Snare, 

For  to  catch  the  Lookers  on ; 

But  her  self  held  fast  by  none. 

Let  her  Lucrece  all  day  be,  15 

Thais  in  the  night,  to  me. 

Be  she  such,  as  neither  will 

Famish  me,  nor  over-fill. 

Upon  Zelot. 

Is  Zelot  pure  ?  he  is  :  ye  see  he  weares 
The  signe  of  Circumcision  in  his  cares. 

The  Rosemarie  branch. 

Grow  for  two  ends,  it  matters  not  at  all, 
Be't  for  my  Bridall,  or  my  Buriall. 

Upon  Madam  Ursly,  Epig. 

For  ropes  of  pearle,  first  Madam  Ursly  showes 
A  chaine  of  Cornes,  pickt  from  her  eares  and  toes  : 
Then,  next,  to  match  Tradescanfs  curious  shels, 
Nailes  from  her  fingers  mew'd,  she  shewes  :  what  els  ? 
Why  then  (forsooth)  a  Carcanet  is  shown  5 

Of  teeth,  as  deaf  as  nuts,  and  all  her  own. 

Upon  Crab,  Epi^. 

Crab  faces  gownes  with  sundry  Furres ;  'tis  known. 
He  keeps  the  Fox-furre  for  to  face  his  own. 


Hesperides.  233 

A  Paranaticall,  or  Advisive  Verse,  to  his 
friend,  M.  John  Wicks. 

Is  this  a  life,  to  break  thy  sleep  ? 

To  rise  as  soon  as  day  doth  peep  ? 

To  tire  thy  patient  Oxe  or  Asse 

By  noone,  and  let  thy  good  dayes  passe. 

Not  knowing  This,  ihsX  Jove  decrees  5 

Some  mirth,  t'adulce  mans  miseries  ? 

No ;  'tis  a  life,  to  have  thine  oyle. 

Without  extortion,  from  thy  soyle : 

Thy  faithfuU  fields  to  yeeld  thee  Graine, 

Although  with  some,  yet  little  paine  :  lo 

To  have  thy  mind,  and  nuptiall  bed, 

With  feares,  and  cares  uncumbered  : 

A  Pleasing  Wife,  that  by  thy  side 

Lies  softly  panting  like  a  Bride. 

This  is  to  live,  and  to  endeere  15 

Those  minutes.  Time  has  lent  us  here. 

Then,  while  Fates  suffer,  live  thou  free, 

(As  is  that  ayre  that  circles  thee) 

And  crown  thy  temples  too,  and  let 

Thy  servant,  not  thy. own  self,  sweat,  ao 

To  strut  thy  barnes  with  sheafs  of  Wheat. 

Time  steals  away  like  to  a  stream, 

And  we  glide  hence  away  with  them. 

No  sound  recalls  the  houres  once  fled, 

Or  Roses,  being  withered:  25 

Nor  us  (my  Friend)  when  we  are  lost. 

Like  to  a  Deaw,  or  melted  Frost. 

Then  live  we  mirthful!,  while  we  should. 

And  turn  the  iron  Age  to  Gold. 

Let's  feast,  and  frolick,  sing,  and  play,  30 

And  thus  lesse  last,  then  live  our  Day. 

Whose  life  with  care  is  overcast, 

That  man's  not  said  to  live,  but  last : 

Nor  is't  a  life,  seven  yeares  to  tell, 

But  for  to  live  that  half  seven  well:  35 

And  that  wee'l  do  ;  as  men,  who  know. 

Some  few  sands  spent,  we  hence  must  go. 

Both  to  be  blended  in  the  Urn, 

From  whence  there's  never  a  return. 


2  34  Hesperides. 


Once  seen,  and  no  more. 

Thousands  each  day  passe  by,  which  wee, 
Once  past  and  gone,  no  more  shall  see. 


Love. 

This  Axiom  I  have  often  heard. 
Kings  ought  to  be  more  loj/d,  then  fear' d. 

To  M.  Denham,  on  his  Prospective  Poem. 

Or  lookt  I  back  unto  the  Times  hence  flown. 

To  praise  those  Muses,  and  dislike  our  own  ? 

Or  did  I  walk  those  /%a«-Gardens  through, 

To  kick  the  Flow'rs,  and  scorn  their  odours  too  ? 

I  might  (and  justly)  be  reputed  (here)  5 

One  nicely  mad,  or  peevishly  severe. 

But  by  Apollo !  as  I  worship  wit, 

(Where  I  have  cause  to  burn  perfumes  to  it :) 

So,  I  confesse,  'tis  somwhat  to  do  well 

In  our  high  art,  although  we  can't  excell,  lo 

Like  thee ;  or  dare  the  Buskins  to  unloose 

Of  thy  brave,  bold,  and  sweet  Maronian  Muse. 

But  since  I'm  cal'd  (rare  Denham)  to  be  gone, 

Take  from  thy  Herrick  this  conclusion  ; 

'Tis  dignity  in  others,  if  they  be,  15 

Crown'd  Poets ;  yet  live  Princes  under  thee : 

The  while  their  wreaths  and  Purple  Robes  do  shine, 

Lesse  by  their  own  jemms,  then  those  beams  of  thine. 

A  Hymne^  to  the  Lares. 

It  was,  and  still  my  care  is, 

To  worship  ye,  the  LareSy 

With  crowns  of  greenest  Parsley, 

And  Garlick  chives  not  scarcely : 

For  favours  here  to  warme  me,  5 

And  not  by  fire  to  harme  me. 

For  gladding  so  my  hearth  here, 

With  inoffensive  mirth  here ; 


Hesperides.  235 

That  while  the  Wassaile  Bowie  here 

With  North-down  Ale  doth  troule  here,  lo 

No  sillable  doth  fall  here, 

To  marre  the  mirth  at  all  here. 

For  which,  6  Chimn^-keepers  I 

(I  dare  not  call  ye  Sweepers) 

So  long  as  I  am  able  15 

To  keep  a  countrey-table, 

Great  be  my  fare,  or  small  cheere, 

rie  eat  and  drink  up  all  here. 

Deniall  in  women  no  disheartning  to  men. 

Women,  although  they  ne're  so  goodly  make  it, 
Their  fashion  is,  but  to  say  no,  to  take  it. 

Adversity. 

Love  is  maintaitid  by  wealth  ;  when  all  is  spent. 
Adversity  then  breeds  the  discontent. 

'To  Fortune. 

Tumble  me  down,  and  I  will  sit 

Upon  my  ruines  (smiling  yet :) 

Teare  me  to  tatters  ;  yet  I'le  be 

Patient  in  my  necessitie. 

Laugh  at  my  scraps  of  cloaths,  and  shun  5 

Me,  as  a  fear'd  infection  : 

Yet  scarre-crow-like  I'le  walk,  as  one. 

Neglecting  thy  derision. 

To  Anthea. 

Come  Anthea,  know  thou  this, 

Love  at  no  time  idle  is : 

Let's  be  doing,  though  we  play 

But  at  push-pin  (half  the  day :) 

Chains  of  sweet  bents  let  us  make,  ^ 

Captive  one,  or  both,  to  take : 

In  which  bondage  we  will  lie, 

Soules  transfusing  thus,  and  die. 


236  Hesperides. 


Cruelties. 

Nero  commanded ;  but  withdrew  his  eyes 
From  the  beholding  Death,  and  cruelties. 

Perseverance. 

Hast  thou  begun  an  act  ?  ne're  then  give  o're  : 
No  man  despaires  to  do  whafs  done  before. 

Upon  his  Verses. 

What  off-spring  other  men  have, got, 
The  how,  where,  when,  I  question  not. 
These  are  the  Children  I  have  left ; 
Adopted  some ;  none  got  by  theft. 
But  all  are  toucht  (like  lawfull  plate) 
And  no  Verse  illegitimate. 

Distance  betters  Dignities. 

Kings  must  not  oft  be  seen  by  publike  eyes ; 
State  at  a  distance  adds  to  dignities. 

Health. 

Health  is  no  other  (as  the  learned  hold) 
But  a  just  measure  both  of  Heat  and  Cold. 

To  Dianeme.     A  Ceremonie  in  Glocester. 

I'le  to  thee  a  Simnell  bring, 
'Gainst  thou  go'st  a  mothering, 
So  that,  when  she  blesseth  thee, 
Half  that  blessing  thou'lt  give  me. 

To  the  King. 

Give  way,  give  way,  now,  now  my  Charles  shines  here, 
A  Publike  Light  (in  this  immensive  Sphere.) 
Some  starres  were  fixt  before ;  but  these  are  dim, 
Compar'd  (in  this  my  ample  Orbe)  to  Him. 
Draw  in  your  feeble  fiers,  while  that  He 
Appeares  but  in  His  Meaner  Majestie. 


Hesperides.  237 


Where,  if  such  glory  flashes  from  His  Name, 
Which  is  His  Shade,  who  can  abide  His  Flame ! 
Princes,  and  such  like  Publike  Lights  as  these. 
Must  not  be  lookt  on,  but  at  distances : 
For,  if  we  gaze  on  These  brave  Lamps  too  neer, 
Our  eyes  they' I  blind,  or  if  not  blind,  they' I  bleer. 

The  Funerall  Rites  of  the  Rose. 

The  Rose  was  sick,  and  smiling  di'd ; 
And  (being  to  be  sanctifi'd) 
About  the  Bed,  there  sighing  stood 
The  sweet,  and  flowrie  Sisterhood. 
Some  hung  the  head,  while  some  did  bring 
(To  wash  her)  water  from  the  Spring. 
Some  laid  her  forth,  while  other  wept. 
But  all  a  solemne  Fast  there  kept. 
The  holy  Sisters  some  among 
The  sacred  Dirge  and  Trentall  sung. 
But  ah !  what  sweets  smelt  every  where. 
As  Heaven  had  spent  all  perfumes  there. 
At  last,  when  prayers  for  the  dead. 
And  Rites  were  all  accomplished ; 
They,  weeping,  spread  a  Lawnie  Loome, 
And  clos'd  her  up,  as  in  a  Tombe. 

"The  Rainbow  :  or  curious  Covenant. 

Mine  eyes,  like  clouds,  were  drizling  raine, 
And  as  they  thus  did  entertaine 
The  gentle  Beams  bora  Julia's  sight 
To  mine  eyes  level'd  opposite : 
O  Thing  admir'd  1  there  did  appeare 
A  curious  Rainbow  smiling  there ; 
Which  was  the  Covenant,  that  she 
No  more  wo'd  drown  mine  eyes,  or  me. 

The  last  stroke  strike  sure. 

Though  by  well-warding  many  blowes  w'ave  past, 
That  stroke  mostfear'd  is,  which  is  struck  the  last. 


238  Hesperides, 

Fortune. 

Fortune's  a  blind  profuser  of  her  own, 

Too  much  she  gives  to  some,  enough  to  none. 

Stoolr-hall. 
I.  At  Stool-ball,  Lucia,  let  us  play, 
For  Sugar-cakes  and  Wine ; 
Or  for  a  Tansie  let  us  pay, 

The  losse  or  thine,  or  mine. 

■i.  If  thou,  my  Deere,  a  winner  be 
At  trundhng  of  the  Ball, 
The  wager  thou  shall  have,  and  me. 
And  my  misfortunes  all. 

3.  But  if  (my  Sweetest)  I  shall  get, 
Then  I  desire  but  this ; 
That  likewise  I  may  pay  the  Bet, 
And  have  for  all  a  kisse. 

To  Sappho. 
Let  us  now  take  time,  and  play, 
Love,  and  live  here  while  we  may ; 
Drink  rich  wine ;  and  make  good  cheere. 
While  we  have  our  being  here : 
For,  once  dead,  and  laid  i'th  grave. 
No  return  from  thence  we  have. 

On  Poet  Prat,  Epigr. 

Prat  He  writes  Satyres ;  but  herein's  the  fault. 
In  no  one  Satyre  there's  a  mite  of  salt. 

Upon  Tuck,  Epi^. 
At  Post  and  Paire,  or  Slam,  Tom  Tuck  would  play 
This  Christmas,  but  his  want  wherwith,  sayes  Nay. 

Biting  of  Beggars. 
Who,  railing,  drives  the  Lazar  from  his  door, 
Instead  of  almes,  sets  dogs  upon  the  poor. 


Hesperides,  239 


The  May-pole. 

The  May-pole  is  up, 

Now  give  me  the  cup ; 
I'le  drink  to  the  Garlands  a-round  it : 

But  first  unto  those 

Whose  hands  did  compose 
The  glory  of  flowers  that  crown'd  it. 

A  health  to  my  Girles, 

Whose  husbands  may  Earles 
Or  Lords  be,  (granting  my  wishes) 

And  when  that  ye  wed 

To  the  Bridall  Bed, 
Then  multiply  all,  hke  to  Fishes. 

Men  mind  no  state  in  sicknesse. 

That  flow  of  Gallants  which  approach 

To  kisse  thy  hand  from  out  the  coach ; 

That  fleet  of  Lackeyes,  which  do  run 

Before  thy  swift  Postilion ; 

Those  strong-hoof  d  Mules,  which  we  behold, 

Rein'd  in  with  Purple,  Pearl,  and  gold. 

And  shod  with  silver,  prove  to  be 

The  drawers  of  the  axeltree. 

Thy  Wife,  thy  Children,  and  the  state 

Of  Persian  Loomes,  and  antique  Plate : 

All  these,  and  more,  shall  then  afford 

No  joy  to  thee  their  sickly  Lord. 

Adversity. 

Adversity  hurts  none,  but  onely  such 

Whom  whitest  Fortune  dandled  has  too  much. 

Want. 

Need  is  no  vice  at  all ;  though  here  it  be, 
With  men,  a  loathed  inconveniencie. 

Griefe. 

Sorrowes  divided  amongst  many,  lesse 
Discruciate  a  man  in  deep  distresse. 


240  Hesperides. 

Love  palpable. 

I  prest  my  Julia's  lips,  and  in  the  kisse 
Her  Soule  and  Love  were  palpable  in  this. 


No  action  hard  to  affection. 

Nothing  hard,  or  harsh  can  prove 
Unto  those  that  truly  love. 

Meane  things  overcome  mighty. 

By  the  weak'st  means  things  mighty  are  ©'rethrown, 
He's  Lord  of  thy  life,  who  contemnes  his  own. 


Upon  Trigg,  Epig. 

Trigg  having  turn'd  his  sute,  he  struts  in  state, 
And  tells  the  world,  he's  now  regenerate. 

Upon  Smeaton. 

How  co'd  Luke  Smeaton  weare  a  shoe,  or  boot. 
Who  two  and  thirty  cornes  had  on  a  foot. 

The  Bracelet  of  Pearle  :  to  Silvia. 

I  brake  thy  Bracelet  'gainst  my  will ; 

And,  wretched,  I  did  see 
Thee  discomposed  then,  and  still 

Art  discontent  with  me. 

One  jemme  was  lost ;  and  I  will  get 

A  richer  pearle  for  thee. 
Then  ever,  dearest  Silvia,  yet 

Was  drunk  to  Antonie. 

Or,  for  revenge,  I'le  tell  thee  what 

Thou  for  the  breach  shalt  do ; 
First,  crack  the  strings,  and  after  that. 

Cleave  thou  my  heart  in  two. 


Hesperides.  241 


How  Roses  came  red. 

'Tis  said,  as  Cupid  danc't  among 
The  Gods,  he  dowii  the  Nectar  flung ; 
Which,  on  the  white  Rose  being  shed, 
Made  it  for  ever  after  red. 


Kings. 

Men  are  not  born  Kings,  but  are  men  renown'd  ; 
Chose  first,  confirm'd  next,  &  at  last  are  crown'd. 


First  work,  and  then  wages. 

Prepost'rous  is  that  order,  when  we  run 
To  ask  our  wages,  e're  our  work  be  done. 


Tearesy  and  Laughter. 

Knew'st  thou,  one  moneth  wo'd  take  thy  life  away, 
Thou'dst  weep ;  but  laugh,  sho'd  it  not  last  a  day. 


Glory. 

Glory  no  other  thing  is  ( Tullie  sayes) 

Then  a  mans  frequent  Fame,  spoke  out  with  praise. 


Possessions. 

Those  possessions  short-liv'd  are. 
Into  the  which  we  come  by  warre. 


Laxare  fibulam. 

To  loose  the  button,  is  no  lesse, 
Then  to  cast  off  all  bashfulnesse. 


242  Hesperides. 


His  relume  to  London. 

From  the  dull  confines  of  the  drooping  West, 

To  see  the  day  spring  from  the  pregnant  East, 

Ravisht  in  spirit,  I  come,  nay  more,  I  flie 

To  thee,  blest  place  of  my  Nativitie  ! 

Thus,  thus  with  hallowed  foot  I  touch  the  ground,  5 

With  thousand  blessings  by  thy  Fortune  crown'd. 

O  fruitfuU  Genius !  that  bestowest  here 

An  everlasting  plenty,  yeere  by  yeere. 

0  Flace !  O  Peopk !  Manners !  fram'd  to  please 

All  Nations,  Customes,  Kindreds,  Languages !  10 

1  am  a  free-born  Roman ;  suffer  then. 
That  I  amongst  you  live  a  Citizen. 

London  my  home  is  :  though  by  hard  fate  sent 

Into  a  long  and  irksome  banishment ; 

Yet  since  cal'd  back ;  henceforward  let  me  be,  15 

O  native  countrey,  repossest  by  thee ! 

For,  rather  then  I'le  to  the  West  return, 

I'le  beg  of  thee  first  here  to  have  mine  Urn. 

Weak  I  am  grown,  and  must  in  short  time  fall ; 

Give  thou  my  sacred  Reliques  Buriall.^  ao 

Not  every  day  fit  for  Verse. 

'Tis  not  ev'ry  day,  that  I 
Fitted  am  to  prophesie : 
No,  but  when  the  Spirit  fils 
The  fantastick  Pannicles : 
Full  of  fierj  then  I  write 
As  the  Godhead  doth  indite. 
Thus  inrag'd,  my  lines  are  hurl'd. 
Like  the  Sybells,  through  the  world. 
Look  how  next  the  holy  fier 
Either  slakes,  or  doth  retire ; 
So  the  Fancie  cooles,  till  when 
That  brave  Spirit  comes  agen. 

"Poverty  the  greatest  pack. 

To  mortall  men  great  loads  allotted  be. 
But  of  all  packs,  no  pack  like  poverty. 


I. 


Hesperides.  243 

A  Beucolick,  or  discourse  of  Neatherds. 
Come  blithefuU  Neatherds,  let  us  lay 
A  wager,  who  the  best  shall  play, 
Of  thee,  or  I,  the  Roundelay, 
That  fits  the  businesse  of  the  Day. 
Chor.  And  Lallage  the  Judge  shall  be,  5 

To  give  the  prize  to  thee,  or  me. 

2.  Content,  begin,  and  I  will  bet 
A  Heifer  smooth,  and  black  as  jet. 
In  every  part  alike  compleat. 
And  wanton  as  a  Kid  as  yet.  lo 

Chor.  And  Lallage  (with  cow-like  eyes) 
Shall  be  Disposeresse  of  the  prize. 

1.  Against  thy  Heifer,  I  will  here 
Lay  to  thy  stake  a  lustie  Steere, 

With  gilded  homes,  and  burnisht  cleere.  15 

Chor.  Why  then  begin,  and  let  us  heare 
The  soft,  the  sweet,  the  mellow  note 
That  gently  purles  from  eithers  Oat. 

2.  The  stakes  are  laid  :  let's  now  apply 

Each  one  to  make  his  melody :  30 

LaL  The  equall  Umpire  shall  be  I, 

Who'l  hear,  and  so  judge  righteously. 
Chor.  Much  time  is  spent  in  prate ;  begin. 
And  sooner  play,  the  sooner  win. 

\He  playes. 

I.  That's  sweetly  touch't,  I  must  confesse :  25 

Thou  art  a  man  of  worthinesse : 
But  hark  how  I  can  now  expresse 
My  love  unto  my  Neatherdesse. 

\He  sings. 

Chor.  A  suger'd  note !  and  sound  as  sweet 

As  Kine,  when  they  at  milking  meet.  30 

I.  Now  for  to  win  thy  Heifer  faire, 
rie  strike  thee  such  a  nimble  Ayre, 
That  thou  shalt  say  (thy  selfe)  'tis  rare ; 
And  title  me  without  compare. 
Chor.  Lay  by  a  while  your  Pipes,  and  rest,  35 

Since  both  have  here  deserved  best. 
R  2 


2  44  Hesperides. 

2.  To  get  thy  Steerling,  once  again, 
I'le  play  thee  such  another  strain ; 
That  thou  shalt  swear,  my  Pipe  do's  raigne 
Over  thine  Oat,  as  Soveraigne.  4° 

\He  sings. 
Chor.  And  Lallage  shall  tell  by  this, 

Whose  now  the  prize  and  wager  is. 

I.  Give  me  the  prize :  2.  The  day  is  mine : 

I.  Not  so ;  my  Pipe  has  silenc't  thine  : 

And  hadst  thou  wager'd  twenty  Kine,  45 

They  were  mine  own.    Lai.  In  love  combine. 

Chor.  And  lay  we  down  our  Pipes  together, 
As  wearie,  not  o'recome  by  either. 

True  safety. 

'Tis  not  the  Walls,  or  purple,  that  defends 

A  Prince  from  Foes ;  but  'tis  his  Fort  of  Friends. 

A  Prognostick. 

As  many  Lawes  and  Lawyers  do  expresse 
Nought  but  a  Kingdoms  ill-affectednesse : 
Ev'n  so,  those  streets  and  houses  do  but  show 
Store  of  diseases,  where  Physitians  flow. 


Upon  Julia's  sweat. 

Wo'd  ye  oyle  of  Blossomes  get  ? 
Take  it  froin  ray  Julia's  sweat : 
Oyl  of  Lillies,  and  of  Spike, 
From  her  moysture  take  the  like : 
Let  her  breath,  or  let  her  blow, 
All  rich  spices  thence  will  flow. 

Proof  to  no  purpose. 

You  see  this  gentle  streame,  that  glides, 
Shov'd  on,  by  quick  succeeding  Tides  : 
Trie  if  this  sober  streame  you  can 
Follow  to  th'  wilder  Ocean : 


Hesperides.  245 

And  see,  if  there  it  keeps  unspent  5 

In  that  congesting  element. 

Next,  from  that  world  of  waters,  then 

By  poares  and  cavernes  back  agen 

Induc't  that  inadultrate  same 

Streame  to  the  Spring  from  whence  it  came.  lo 

This  with  a  wonder  when  ye  do. 

As  easie,  and  els  easier  too  : 

Then  may  ye  recollect  the  graines 

Of  my  particular  Remaines ; 

After  a  thousand  Lusters  hurldj  15 

By  ruffling  winds,  about  the  world. 


Fame. 

'Tis  still  observ'd,  that  Fame  ne're  sings 
The  order,  but  the  Sum  of  things. 


By  use  comes  easinesse 

Oft  bend  the  Bow,  and  thou  with  ease  shalt  do. 
What  others  can't  with  all  their  strength  put  to. 


To  the  Genius  of  his  house. 

Command  the  Roofe  great  Genius,  and  from  thence 
Into  this  house  powre  downe  thy  influence. 
That  through  each  room  a  golden  pipe  may  run 
Of  living  water  by  thy  Benizon. 
Fulfill  the  Larders,  and  with  strengthning  bread 
Be  evermore  these  Bynns  replenished. 
Next,  like  a  Bishop  consecrate  my  ground, 
That  luckie  Fairies  here  may  dance  their  Round : 
And  after  that,  lay  downe  some  silver  pence, 
The  Masters  charge  and  care  to  recompence. 
Charme  then  the  chambers ;  make  the  beds  for  ease, 
More  then  for  peevish  pining  sicknesses. 
Fix  the  foundation  fast,  and  let  the  Roofe 
Grow  old  with  time,  but  yet  keep  weather-proofe. 


246 


Hesperides. 


His  Grange,  or  private  wealth. 

Though  Clock, 
To  tell  how  night  drawes  hence,  I've  none, 

A  Cock, 
I  have,  to  sing  how  day  drawes  on. 

I  have 
A  maid  (my  Frew)  by  good  luck  sent. 

To  save 
That  little,  Fates  me  gave  or  lent. 

A  Hen 
I  keep,  which  creeking  day  by  day, 

Tells  when 
She  goes  her  long  white  egg  to  lay. 

A  Goose 
I  have,  which,  with  a  jealous  eare, 

Lets  loose 
Her  tongue,  to  tell  what  danger's  neare. 

A  Lamb 
I  keep  (tame)  with  my  morsells  fed. 

Whose  Dam 
An  Orphan  left  him  (lately  dead.) 

A  Cat 
I  keep,  that  playes  about  my  House, 

Grown  fat. 
With  eating  many  a  miching  Mouse. 

To  these 
A  *  Trasy  I  do  keep,  whereby 

I  please 
The  more  my  rurall  privacie : 

Which  are 
But  toyes,  to  give  my  heart  some  ease : 

Where  care 
None  is,  slight  things  do  lightly  please. 


«5 


*  His  Spa- 
niel. 


25 


30 


Good  precepts,  or  counsell. 

In  all  thy  need,  be  thou  possest 
Still  with  a  well-prepared  brest : 
Nor  let  the  shackles  make  thee  sad ; 
Thou  canst  but  have,  what  others  had. 


Hesperides.  247 


And  this  for  comfort  thou  must  know, 
Times  that  are  ill  wo'nt  still  be  so. 
Clouds  will  not  ever  powre  down  raine ; 
A  sullen  day  will  cleere  againe. 
First,  peales  of  Thunder  we  must  heare, 
Then  Lutes  and  Harpes  shall  stroke  the  eare. 

Money  makes  the  mirth. 

When  all  Birds  els  do  of  their  musick  faile, 
Money's  the  still-sweet-singing  Nightingale. 

Up  tai/es  all. 

Begin  with  a  kisse, 

Go  on  too  with  this  : 
And  thus,  thus,  thus  let  us  smother 

Our  lips  for  a  while, 

But  let's  not  beguile 
Our  hope  of  one  for  the  other. 

This  play,  be  assur'd. 

Long  enough  has  endur'd, 
Since  more  and  more  is  exacted ; 

For  love  he  doth  call 

For  his  Uptailes  all ; 
And  that's  the  part  to  be  acted. 

Upon  Franck. 

Franck  wo'd  go  scoure  her  teeth ;  and  setting  to!t. 
Twice  two  fell  out,  all  rotten  at  the  root. 

Upon  Lucia  daUed  in  the  deaw. 

My  Lucia  in  the  deaw  did  go. 

And  prettily  bedabled  so. 

Her  cloaths  held  up,  she  shew'd  withall 

Her  decent  legs,  cleane,  long  and  small. 

I  follow'd  after  to  descrie 

Part  of  the  nak't  sincerity ; 

But  still  the  envious  Scene  between 

Deni'd  the  Mask  I  wo'd  have  seen. 


248  Hesperides. 


Charon  and  Phylomel,  a  Dialogue  sung. 

Ph.  Charon  I  O  gentle  Charon  !  let  me  wooe  thee, 

By  tears  and  pitie  now  to  come  unto  mee. 
Ch.  What  voice  so  sweet  and  charming  do  I  heare  ? 

Say  what  thou  art.    Ph.  I  prithee  first  draw  neare. 
Ch.  A  sound  I  heare,  but  nothing  yet  can  see,  5 

Speak  where  thou  art.     Ph.  O  Charon  pittie  me  ! 

I  am  a  bird,  and  though  no  name  I  tell, 

My  warbling  note  will  say  I'm  Phylomel. 
Ch.  What's  that  to  me,  I  waft  nor  fish  or  fowles, 

Nor  Beasts  (fond  thing)  but  only  humane  soules.  10 

Ph.  Alas  for  me !     Ch.  Shame  on  thy  witching  note, 

That  made  me  thus  hoist  saile,  and  bring  my  Boat : 

But  lie  returne ;  what  mischief  brought  thee  hither  ? 
Ph.  A  deale  of  Love,  and  much,  much  Griefe  together. 
Ch.  What's  thy  request  ?    Ph.  That  since  she's  now  beneath     15 

Who  fed  my  life,  I'le  follow  her  in  death. 
Ch.  And  is  that  all  ?  I'm  gone.    Ph.  By  love  I  pray  thee, 
Ch.  Talk  not  of  love,  all  pray,  but  few  soules  pay  me. 
Ph.  He  give  thee  vows  &  tears.     Ch.  can  tears  pay  skores 

For  mending  sails,  for  patching  Boat  and  Oares  ?  ao 

Ph.  I'le  beg  a  penny,  or  He  sing  so  long. 

Till  thou  shalt  say,  I've  paid  thee  with  a  song. 
Ch.  Why  then  begin,  and  all  the  while  we  make 

Our  slothfuU  passage  o're  the  Stygian  Lake, 

Thou  &  I'le  sing  to  make  these  dull  Shades  merry,  25 

Who  els  with  tears  wo'd  doubtles  drown  my  ferry. 


Upon  Paul,     Epigr. 

Pauls  hands  do  give,  what  give  they  bread  or  meat. 
Or  money  ?  no,  but  onely  deaw  and  sweat. 
As  stones  and  salt  gloves  use  to  give,  even  so 
Pauls  hands  do  give,  nought  else  for  ought  we  know. 

1  Charon  and  Phylomel.    For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


Hesperides.  24.9 

Upon  Sibb.     Epigr. 

Sibb  when  she  saw  her  face  how  hard  it  was, 
For  anger  spat  on  thee  her  Looking-glasse  : 
But  weep  not,  Christall;  for  the  shame  was  meant 
Not  unto  thee,  but  That  thou  didst  present. 

A  Temarie  oflittksy  upon  a  pipkin  of 
Jellie  sent  to  a  Lady. 

r.  A  little  Saint  best  fits  a  little  Shrine, 
A  little  prop  best  fits  a  little  Vine, 
As  my  small  Cruse  best  fits  my  little  Wine. 

2.  A  little  Seed  best  fits  a  little  Soyle, 

A  little  Trade  best  fits  a  little  Toyle  :  5 

As  my  small  Jarre  best  fits  my  little  Oyle. 

3.  A  little  Bin  best  fits  a  little  Bread, 
A  little  Garland  fits  a  little  Head  : 

As  my  small  stuffe  best  fits  my  little  Shed. 

4.  A  little  Hearth  best  fits  a  little  Fire,  10 
A  little  Chappell  fits  a  little  Quire, 

As  my  small  Bell  best  fits  my  little  Spire. 

5.  A  little  streame  best  fits  a  little  Boat ; 
A  little  lead  best  fits  a  little  Float ; 

As  my  small  Pipe  best  fits  my  little  note.  15 

6.  A  little  meat  best  fits  a  little  beUie, 

As  sweetly  Lady,  give  me  leave  to  tell  ye, 
This  little  Pipkin  fits  this  little  Jellie. 

Upon  the  Roses  in  Julias  bosome. 
Thrice  happie  Roses,  so  much  grac't,  to  have 
"  Within  the  Bosome  of  my  Love  your  grave. 
Die  when  ye  will,  your  sepulchre  is  knowne. 
Your  Grave  her  Bosome  is,  the  Lawne  the  Stone. 

Maids  nays  are  nothing. 

Maids  nay's  are  nothing,  they  are  shie 
But  to  desire  what  they  denie. 


250  Hesperides. 

the  smell  of  the  Sacrifice. 

The  Gods  require  the  thighes 
Of  Beeves  for  sacrifice ; 
Which  rosted,  we  the  steam 
Must  sacrifice  to  them  : 
Who  though  they  do  not  eat, 
Yet  love  the  smell  of  meat. 


Lovers  how  they  come  and  part. 

A  Gyges  Ring  they  beare  about  them  still, 

To  be,  and  not  seen  when  and  where  they  will. 

They  tread  on  clouds,  and  though  they  sometimes  fall, 

They  fall  like  dew,  but  make  no  noise  at  all. 

So  silently  they  one  to  th'  other  come, 

As  colours  steale  into  the  Peare  or  Plum, 

And  Aire-like,  leave  no  pression  to  be  seen 

Where  e're  they  met,  or  parting  place  has  been. 


To  women,  to  hide  their  teeth,  if  they  be 
rotten  or  rusty. 

Close  keep  your  lips,  if  that  you  meane 
To  be  accounted  inside  cleane : 
For  if  you  cleave  them,  we  shall  see 
There  in  your  teeth  much  Leprosie. 

In  praise  of  women. 

O  Jupiter,  sho'd  I  speake  ill 
Of  woman-kind,  first  die  I  will ; 
Since  that  I  know,  'mong  all  the  rest 
Of  creatures,  woman  is  the  best. 

The  Apron  of  Flowers. 

To  gather  Flowers  Sappha  went, 

And  homeward  she  did  bring 
Within  her  Lawnie  Continent, 

The  treasure  of  the  Spring. 


Hesperides.  251 


She  smiling  blusht,  and  blushing  smil'd, 
And  sweetly  blushing  thus, 

She  lookt  as  she'd  been  got  with  child 
By  young  Favonius. 

Her  Apron  gave  (as  she  did  passe) 

An  Odor  more  divine, 
More  pleasing  too,  then  ever  was 

The  lap  of  Proserpine. 


The  Candor  o/"  Julias  teeth. 

White  as  ZenoUas  teeth,  the  which  the  Girles 

Of  Rome  did  weare  for  their  most  precious  Pearles. 


Upon  her  weeping. 

She  wept  upon  her  cheeks,  and  weeping  so. 

She  seem'd  to  quench  loves  fires  that  there  did  glow. 


Another  upon  her  weeping. 

She  by  the  River  sate,  and  sitting  there. 
She  wept,  and  made  it  deeper  by  a  teare. 


Delay. 

Break  off  Delay,  since  we  but  read  of  one 
That  ever  prosper'd  by  Cundation. 


To  Sir  John  Berkley,  Govemour  of  Exeter. 

Stand  forth  brave  man^  since  Fate  has  made  thee  here 

The  Hector  over  Aged  Exeter ; 

Who  for  a  long  sad  time  has  weeping  stood. 

Like  a  poore  Lady  lost  in  Widdowhood  : 

But  feares  not  now  to  see  her  safety  sold 

(As  other  Townes  and  Cities  were)  for  gold. 

By  those  ignoble  Births,  which  shame  the  stem 

That  gave  Progermination  unto  them  : 


252  Hesperides, 


Whose  restlesse  Ghosts  shall  heare  their  children  sing, 

Our  Sires  betraid  their  Counirey  and  their  King.  10 

True,  if  this  Citie  seven  times  rounded  was 

With  rock,  and  seven  times  circumflankt  with  brasse, 

Yet  if  thou  wert  not,  Berkley,  loyall  proofe. 

The  Senators  down  tumbling  with  the  Roofe, 

Would  into  prais'd  (but  pitied)  ruines  fall,  15 

Leaving  no  shew,  where  stood  the  Capitoll. 

But  thou  art  just  and  itchlesse,  and  dost  please 

Thy  Genius  with  two  strength'ning  Buttresses, 

Faith,  and  Affection  :  which  will  never  slip 

To  weaken  this  thy  great  Dictator-ship.  30 


To  Electra.     Love  looks  for  Love. 

Love  love  begets,  then  never  be 
Unsoft  to  him  who's  smooth  to  thee. 
Tygers  and  Beares  (I've  heard  some  say) 
For  profer'd  love  will  love  repay  : 
None  are  so  harsh,  but  if  they  find 
Softnesse  in  others,  will  be  kind ; 
Affection  will  affection  move, 
Then  you  must  like,  because  I  love. 


Regression  spoiles  Resolution. 

Hast  thou  attempted  greatnesse  ?  then  go  on, 
Back-turning  slackens  Resolution. 


Contention. 

Discreet  and  prudent  we  that  Discord  call, 
That  either  profits,  or  not  hurts  at  all. 


Consultation. 

Consult  ere  thou  begin'st,  that  done,  go  on 
With  all  wise  speed  for  execution. 


Hesperides.  253 

Love  dislikes  nothing. 

Whatsoever  thing  I  see, 
Rich  or  poore  although  it  be ; 
'Tis  a  Mistresse  unto  mee. 

Be  my  Girle,  or  faire  or  browne, 

Do's  she  smile,  or  do's  she  frowne  :  5 

Still  I  write  a  Sweet-heart  downe. 

Be  she  rough,  or  smooth  of  skin ; 
When  I  touch,  I  then  begin 
For  to  let  Affection  in. 

Be  she  bald,  or  do's  she  weare  10 

Locks  incurl'd  of  other  haire  ; 
I  shall  find  enchantment  there. 

Be  she  whole,  or  be  she  rent. 

So  my  fancie  be  content, 

She's  to  me  most  excellent.  15 

Be  she  fat,  or  be  she  leane. 
Be  she  sluttish,  be  she  cleane, 
I'm  a  man  for  ev'ry  Sceane. 

Our  own  sinnes  unseen. 

Other  mens  sins  wee  ever  beare  in  mind  ; 
None  sees  the  fardell  of  his  faults  behind. 

No  Paines,  no  Gaines. 

If  little  labour,  little  are  our  gaines  : 
Mans  fortunes  are  according  to  his  paines. 

Upon  Slouch. 

Slouch  he  packs  up,  and  goes  to  sev'rall  Faires, 
And  weekly  Markets  for  to  sell  his  wares  : 
Meane  time  that  he  from  place  to  place  do's  rome, 
His  wife  her  owne  ware  sells  as  fast  at-home. 

No  Paines,     i  labour]  Misprinted  lalour 


2  54  Hesperides. 

Vertue  best  united. 

By  so  much,  vertue  is  the  lesse, 
By  how  much,  neere  to  singlenesse. 


'The  eye. 

A  wanton  and  lascivious  eye 
Betrayes  the  Hearts  Adulterie. 


To  Prince  Charles  upon  his  coming  to  Exeter. 

What  Fate  decreed.  Time  now  ha's  made  us  see 

A  Renovation  of  the  West  by  Thee. 

That  Preternaturall  Fever,  which  did  threat 

Death  to  our  Countrey,  now  hath  lost  his  heat : 

And  calmes  succeeding,  we  perceive  no  more  5 

Th'  unequall  Pulse  to  beat,  as  heretofore. 

Something  there  yet  remaines  for  Thee  to  do ; 

Then  reach  those  ends  that  thou  wast  destin'd  to. 

Go  on  with  Sylla's  Fortune  ;  let  thy  Fate 

Make  Thee  like  Him,  this,  that  way  fortunate,  10 

Apollos  Image  side  with  Thee  to  blesse 

Thy  Warre  (discreetly  made)  with  white  successe. 

Meane  time  thy  Prophets  Watch  by  Watch  shall  pray ; 

While  young  Charles  fights,  and  fighting  wins  the  day. 

That  done,  our  smooth-pac't  Poems  all  shall  be  15 

Sung  in  the  high  Doxologie  of  Thee. 

Then  maids  shall  strew  Thee,  and  thy  Curies  from  them 

Receive  (with  Songs)  a  flowrie  Diadem. 


A  Song. 

Burne,  or  drowne  me,  choose  ye  whether, 

So  I  may  but  die  together : 

Thus  to  slay  me  by  degrees, 

Is  the  height  of  Cruelties. 

What  needs  twenty  stabs,  when  one 

Strikes  me  dead  as  any  stone  ? 

O  shew  mercy  then,  and  be 

Kind  at  once  to  murder  mee. 


Hesperides.  255 


Princes  and  Favourites. 

Princes  and  Fav'rites  are  most  deere,  while  they 
By  giving  and  receiving  hold  the  play : 
But  the  Relation  then  of  both  growes  poor, 
When  These  can  aske,  and  Kings  can  give  no  more. 

Examples^  or  like  Prince,  like  People. 

Examples  lead  us,  and  wee  likely  see. 
Such  as  the  Prince  is,  will  his  People  be. 

Potentates. 

Love  and  the  Graces  evermore  do  wait 
Upon  the  man  that  is  a  Potentate. 

The  Wake. 

Come  Anthea  let  us  two 

Go  to  Feast,  as  others  do. 

Tarts  and  Custards,  Creams  and  Cakes, 

Are  the  Junketts  still  at  Wakes : 

Unto  which  the  Tribes  resort,  6 

Where  the  businesse  is  the  sport : 

Morris-dancers  thou  shalt  see, 

Marian  too  in  Pagentrie  : 

And  a  Mimick  to  devise 

Many  grinning  properties.  lo 

Players  there  will  be,  and  those 

Base  in  action  as  in  clothes  : 

Yet  with  strutting  they  will  please 

The  incurious  Villages. 

Neer  the  dying  of  the  day,  15 

There  will  be  a  Cudgell-V\s.y, 

Where  a  Coxcomb  will  be  broke. 

Ere  a  good  word  can  be  spoke : 

But  the  anger  ends  all  here, 

Drencht  in  Ale,  or  drown'd  in  Beere.  ao 

Happy  Rusticks,  best  content 

With  the  cheapest  Merriment : 

And  possesse  no  other  feare, 

Then  to  want  the  Wake  next  Yeare. 


256  Hesperide^. 


The  'Pet&c-penny. 

t        Fresh  strowings  allow 

To  my  Sepulcher  now, 
To  make  my  lodging  the  sweeter  ; 

A  staffe  or  a  wand 

Put  then  in  my  hand,  5 

With  a  pennie  to  pay  S.  Feter. 

Who  has  not  a  Crosse, 

Must  sit  with  the  losse, 
And  no  whit  further  must  venture  ; 

Since  the  Porter  he  10 

Will  paid  have  his  fee. 
Or  els  not  one  there  must  enter. 

Who  at  a  dead  lift, 

Can't  send  for  a  gift 
A  Pig  to  the  Priest  for  a  Roster,  15 

Shall  heare  his  Clarke  say, 

By  yea  and  by  nay. 
No  pennie,  no  Pater  Noster. 


To  Doctor  Alablaster. 

Nor  art  thou  lesse  esteem'd,  that  I  have  plac'd 

(Amongst  mine  honour'd)  Thee  (almost)  the  last : 

In  great  Processions  many  lead  the  way 

To  him,  who  is  the  triumph  of  the  day. 

As  these  have  done  to  Thee,  who  art  the  one,  5 

One  onely  glory  of  a  million. 

In  whom  the  spirit  of  the  Gods  do's  dwell, 

Firing  thy  soule,  by  which  thou  dost  foretell 

When  this  or  that  vast  DinasHe  must  fall 

Downe  to  a  Fillit  more  Imperiall.  lo 

When  this  or  that  Home  shall  be  broke,  and  when 

Others  shall  spring  up  in  their  place  agen : 

When  times  and  seasons  and  all  yeares  must  lie 

Drown'd  in  the  Sea  of  wild  Eternitie  : 

When  the  Black  Dooms-day  Bookes  (as  yet  unseal'd)  15 

Shall  by  the  mighty  Angell  be  reveal'd ; 


Hesperides.  257 


And  when  the  Trumpet  which  thou  late  hast  found 
Shall  call  to  Judgment ;  tell  us  when  the  sound 
Of  this  or  that  great  Aprill  day  shall  be. 
And  next  the  Gospell  wee  will  credit  thee. 
Meane  time  like  Earth-wormes  we  will  craule  below, 
And  wonder  at  Those  Things  that  thou  dost  know. 

Upon  his  Kinswoman  Mrs.  M.  S. 

Here  lies  a  Virgin,  and  as  sweet 

As  ere  was  wrapt  in  winding  sheet. 

Her  name  if  next  you  wo'd  have  knowne, 

The  Marble  speaks  it  Mary  Stone : 

Who  dying  in  her  blooming  yeares, 

This  Stone,  for  names  sake,  melts  to  teares. 

If  fragrant  Virgins  you'l  but  keep 

A  Fast,  while  Jets  and  Marbles  weep. 

And  praying,  strew  some  Roses  on  her, 

You'l  do  my  JVeice  abundant  honour. 

Felicitie  knowes  no  Fence. 

Of  both  our  Fortunes  good  and  bad  we  find 
Prosperitie  more  searching  of  the  mind  : 
Felicitie  flies  o're  the  Wall  and  Fence, 
While  misery  keeps  in  with  patience. 

Death  ends  all  woe. 

Time  is  the  Bound  of  things,  where  e're  we  go, 
Fate  gives  a  meeting.     Death's  the  end  of  woe. 

A  Conjuration^  to  Electra. 

By  those  soft  Tods  ofwooll 
With  which  the  aire  is  full : 
By  all  those  Tinctures  there. 
That  paint  the  Hemisphere  : 
By  Dewes  and  drisling  Raine, 
That  swell  the  Golden  Graine : 
By  all  those  sweets  that  be 
r  th  flowrie  Nunnerie : 


258  Hesperides. 


By  silent  Nights,  and  the 

Three  Formes  of  Heccate  :  10 

By  all  Aspects  that  blesse 

The  sober  Sorceressi, 

While  juice  she  straines,  and  pith 

To  make  her  Philters  with  : 

By  Time,  that  hastens  on  15 

Things  to  perfection  : 

And  by  your  self,  the  best 

Conjurement  of  the  rest : 

O  my  Electra  !  be 

In  love  with  none,  but  me.  ao 

Courage  cooVd. 

I  cannot  love,  as  I  have  lov'd  before  : 
For,  I'm  grown  old ;  &,  with  mine  age,  grown  poore : 
Love  must  be  fed  by  wealth :  this  blood  of  mine 
Must  needs  wax  cold,  if  wanting  bread  and  wine. 

The  Spell. 

Holy  Water  come  and  bring ; 

Cast  in  Salt,  for  seasoning  : 

Set  the  Brush  for  sprinkling : 

Sacred  Spittle  bring  ye  hither ; 

Meale  and  it  now  mix  together ;  5 

And  a  little  Oyle  to  either : 

Give  the  Tapers  here  their  light, 

Ring  the  Saints-Bel/,  to  affright 

Far  from  hence  the  evill  Sp'rite. 

His  wish  to  privacies 

Give  me  a  Cell 

To  dwell. 
Where  no  foot  hath 

A  path : 
There  will  I  spend,  5 

And  end 
My  wearied  yeares 

In  teares. 


Hesperides.  259 


A  good  Husband. 

A  master  of  a  house  (as  I  have  read) 

Must  be  the  first  man  up,  and  last  in  bed : 

With  the  Sun  rising  he  must  walk  his  grounds  ; 

See  this,  View  that,  and  all  the  other  bounds  : 

Shut  every  gate ;  mend  every  hedge  that's  torne,  5 

Either  with  old,,  or  plant  therein  new  thorne  : 

Tread  ore  his  gleab,  but  with  such  care,  that  where 

He  sets  his  foot,  he  leaves  rich  compost  there. 

A  Hymne  to  Bacchus. 

I  sing  thy  praise  lacchus, 

Who  with  thy  Thyrse  dost  thwack  us : 

And  yet  thou  so  dost  back  us 

With  boldness  that  we  feare 

No  Brutus  entring  here  ;  5 

Nor  Cato  the  severe. 

What  though  the  Lictors  threat  us. 

We  know  they  dare  not  beate  us ; 

So  long  as  thou  dost  heat  us. 

When  we  thy  Orgies  sing,  10 

Each  Cobler  is  a  King  ; 

Nor  dreads  he  any  thing  : 

And  though  he  doe  not  rave. 

Yet  he'l  the  courage  have 

To  call  my  Lord  Motor  knave ;  15 

Besides  too,  in  a  brave. 

Although  he  has  no  riches, 

But  walks  with  dangling  breeches. 

And  skirts  that  want  their  stiches. 

And  shewes  his  naked  flitches ;  10 

Yet  he'le  be  thought  or  seen. 

So  good  as  George-a-Green ; 

And  calls  his  Blouze,  his  Queene ; 

And  speaks  in  language  keene  : 

O  Bacchus !  let  us  be  25 

From  cares  and  troubles  free ; 

And  thou  shalt  heare  how  we 

Will  chant  new  Hymnes  to  thee. 

A  Hymne.    See  Critical  Appendix 

S    2 


2  6  o  Hesperides. 


Upon  Pusse  and  her  Prentice.     Epig. 

Pusse  and  her  Prentice  both  at  Draw-gloves  play ; 
That  done,  they  kisse,  and  so  draw  out  the  day  : 
At  night  they  draw  to  Supper;  then  well  fed, 
They  draw  their  clothes  off  both,  so  draw  to  bed. 


Blame  the  reward  of  Princes. 

Among  disasters  that  discention  brings, 
This  not  the  least  is,  which  belongs  to  Kings. 
If  Wars  goe  well ;  each  for  a  part  layes  claime : 
If  ill,  then  Kings,  not  Souldiers  beare  the  blame. 


Clemency  in  Kings. 

Kings  must  not  only  cherish  up  the  good, 
But  must  be  niggards  of  the  meanest  bloud. 


Anger. 

Wrongs,  if  neglected,  vanish  in  short  time ; 
But  heard  with  anger,  we  confesse  the  crime. 


A  Psalme  or  Hymne  to  the  Graces. 

Glory  be  to  the  Graces ! 
That  doe  in  publike  places, 
Drive  thence  what  ere  encumbers. 
The  listning  to  my  numbers. 

Honour  be  to  the  Graces  ! 
Who  doe  with  sweet  embraces. 
Shew  they  are  well  contented 
With  what  I  have  invented. 

Worship  be  to  the  Graces  ! 
Who  do  from  sowre  faces. 
And  lungs  that  wo'd  infect  me. 
For  evermore  protect  me. 


Hesperides.  261 


An  Hymne  to  the  Muses. 

Honour  to  you  who  sit ! 
Neere  to  the  well  of  wit ; 
And  drink  your  fill  of  it. 

Glory  and  worship  be ! 

To  you  sweet  Maids  (thrice  three) 

Who  still  inspire  me. 

And  teach  me  how  to  sing 
Unto  the  Lyrick  string 
My  measures  ravishing. 

Then  while  I  sing  your  praise, 
My  Priest-hood  crown  with  bayes 
Green,  to  the  end  of  dayes. 

Upon  Julia's  Clothes. 

When  as  in  silks  xa^  Julia  goes, 

Then,  then  (me  thinks)  how  sweetly  flowes 

That  liquefaction  of  her  clothes. 

Next,  when  I  cast  mine  eyes  and  see 
That  brave  Vibration  each  way  free  ; 
O  how  that  glittering  taketh  me  ! 

Moderation. 

In  things  a  moderation  keepe, 

Kings  ought  to  sheare,  not  skin  their  sheepe. 

To  Anthea. 

Lets  call  for  Hymen  if  agreed  thou  art ; 
Delays  in  love  but  crucifie  the  heart. 
Loves  thornie  Tapers  yet  neglected  lye : 
Speak  thou  the  word,  they'l  kindle  by  and  by. 
The  nimble  howers  wooe  us  on  to  wed. 
And  Genius  waits  to  have  us  both  to  bed. 
Behold,  for  us  the  Naked  Graces  stay 
With  maunds  of  roses  for  to  strew  the  way : 


262  Hesperides. 


Besides,  the  most  religious  Prophet  stands 

Ready  to  joyne,  as  well  our  hearts  as  hands.  10 

Juno  yet  smiles ;  but  if  she  chance  to  chide, 

111  luck  'twill  bode  to  th'  Bridegroome  and  the  Bride. 

Tell  me  Anthea,  dost  thou  fondly  dread 

The  loss  of  that  we  call  a  Maydenhead  ? 

Come,  He  instruct  thee.     Know,  the  vestall  fier  15 

Is  not  by  mariage  quencht,  but  flames  the  higher. 


Upon  Prew  his  Maid. 


In  this  little  Urne  is  laid 
Prewdenct  Baldwin  (once  my  maid) 
From  whose  happy  spark  here  let 
Spring  the  purple  Violet. 


'The  Invitation. 


To  sup  with  thee  thou  didst  me  home  invite ; 

And  mad'st  a  promise  that  mine  appetite 

Sho'd  meet  and  tire,  on  such  lautitious  meat, 

The  like  not  Heliogabalus  did  eat : 

And  richer  Wine  wo'dst  give  to  me  (thy  guest)  5 

Then  Roman  Sylla  powr'd  out  at  his  feast. 

I  came ;  (tis  true)  and  lookt  for  Fowle  of  price, 

The  bastard  Phenix ;  bird  of  Paradtce ; 

And  for  no  less  then  Aromatick  Wine 

Oi  Maydens-blush,  coraToHyA,  yt'iXh  Jessimine.  10 

Cleane  was  the  berth,  the  mantle  larded  jet ; 

Which  wanting  Lar,  and  smoke,  hung  weeping  wet ; 

At  last,  i'  th'  noone  of  winter,  did  appeare 

A  ragd-soust-neats-foot  with  sick  vineger : 

And  in  a  burnisht  Flagonet  stood  by  15 

Beere  small  as  Comfort,  dead  as  Charity. 

At  which  amaz'd,  and  pondring  on  the  food. 

How  cold  it  was,  and  how  it  child  my  blood ; 

I  curst  the  master ;  and  I  damn'd  the  souce ; 

And  swore  I'de  got  the  ague  of  the  house.  jo 

Well,  when  to  eat  thou  dost  me  next  desire, 

I'le  bring  a  Fever  ;  since  thou  keep'st  no  fire. 


Hesperides.  263 

Ceremonies  for  Christmasse. 

Come,  bring  with  a  noise, 

My  merrie  merrie  boyes, 
The  Christmas  Log  to  the  firing ; 

While  my  good  Dame,  she 

Bids  ye  all  be  free  ;  5 

And  drink  to  your  hearts  desiring. 

With  the  last  yeeres  brand 

Light  the  new  block,  And 
For  good  successe  in  his  spending, 

On  your  Psaltries  play,  lo 

That  sweet  luck  may 
Come  while  the  Log  is  a  teending. 

Drink  now  the  strong  Beere, 

Cut  the  white  loafe  here. 
The  while  the  meat  is  a  shredding ;  15 

For  the  rare  Mince-Pie 

And  the  Plums  stand  by 
To  fill  the  Paste  that's  a  kneading. 

Christmasse-Eve,  another 
Ceremonie. 

Come  guard  this  night  the  Christmas-Pie, 
That  the  Thiefe,  though  ne'r  so  slie. 
With  his  Flesh-hooks,  don't  come  nie 
To  catch  it. 

From  him,  who  all  alone  sift  there,  5 

Having  his  eyes  still  in  his  eare. 
And  a  deale  of  nightly  feare 

To  watch  it. 

Another  to  the  Maids. 

Wash  your  hands,  or  else  the  fire 
Will  not  teend  to  your  desire ; 
Unwasht  hands,  ye  Maidens,  know, 
Dead  the  Fire,  though  ye  blow. 


264  Hesperides. 


Another. 

Wassaile  the  Trees,  that  they  may  beare 
You  many  a  Plum,  and  many  a  Peare  : 
For  more  or  lesse  fruits  they  will  bring, 
As  you  doe  give  them  Wassailing. 

Power  and  Peace. 

'Tis  never,  or  but  seldome  knowne. 
Power  and  Peace  to  keep  one  Throne. 

To  his  deare  Valentine^  Mistresse 
Margaret  Falconbrige. 

Now  is  your  turne  (my  Dearest)  to  be  set 

A  Jem  in  this  eternall  Coronet : 

'Twas  rich  before  ;  but  since  your  Name  is  downe, 

It  sparkles  now  like  Ariadne's  Crowne. 

Blaze  by  this  Sphere  for  ever  :  Or  this  doe, 

Let  Me  and  It  shine  evermore  by  you. 

To  Oenone. 

Sweet  Oenone,  doe  but  say 
Love  thou  dost,  though  Love  sayes  Nay, 
Speak  me  faire ;  for  Lovers  be 
Gently  kill'd  by  Flatterie. 

Verses. 

Who  will  not  honour  Noble  Numbers,  when 
Verses  out-live  the  bravest  deeds  of  men  ? 

Happinesse. 

That  Happines  do's  still  the  longest  thrive. 
Where  Joyes  and  Griefs  have  Turns  Alternative. 

Things  of  choice,  long  a  camming. 

We  pray  'gainst  Warre,  yet  we  enjoy  no  Peace 
Desire  defert'd  is,  that  it  may  encrease. 


Hesperides.  265 

Poetry  perpetuates  the  Poet. 

Here  I  my  selfe  might  likewise  die, 

And  utterly  forgotten  lye, 

But  that  eternall  Poetrie 

RepuUulation  gives  me  here 

Unto  the  thirtieth  thousand  yeere,  5 

When  all  now  dead  shall  re-appeare. 


Upon  Bice. 

Bice  laughs,  when  no  man  speaks ;  and  doth  protest 
It  is  his  own  breech  there  that  breaks  the  jest. 


Upon  Trencherman. 

Tom  shifts  the  Trenchers ;  yet  he  never  can 
Endure  that  luke-warme  name  of  Serving-man  : 
Serve  or  not  serve,  let  Tom  doe  what  he  can, 
He  is  a  serving,  who's  a  Trencher-man. 


Kisses. 

Give  me  the  food  that  satisfies  a  Guest : 
Kisses  are  but  dry  banquets  to  a  Feast. 


Orpheus. 

Orpheus  he  went  (as  Poets  tell) 

To  fetch  Euridice  from  Hell ; 

And  had  her ;  but  it  was  upon 

This  short  but  strict  condition  : 

Backward  he  should  not  looke  while  he 

Led  her  through  Hells  obscuritie : 

But  ah  !  it  hapned  as  he  made 

His  passage  through  that  dreadfuU  shade : 

Revolve  he  did  his  loving  eye ; 

(For  gentle  feare,  or  jelousie) 

And  looking  back,  that  look  did  sever 

Him  and  Euridice  for  ever. 


266  Hesperides. 

Upon  Comely  a  good  speaker  but 
an  ill  singer^  Epig. 

Comely  Acts  well ;  and  when  he  speaks  his  part, 
He  doth  it  with  the  sweetest  tones  of  Art : 
But  when  he  sings  a  Fsalme,  ther's  none  can  be 
More  curst  for  singing  out  of  tune  then  he. 


Any  way  for  wealth. 

E'ene  all  Religious  courses  to  be  rich 
Had  been  reherst,  hy  Joell  Michelditch  : 
But  now  perceiving  that  it  still  do's  please 
The  sterner  Fates,  to  cross  his  purposes ; 
He  tacks  about,  and  now  he  doth  profess 
Rich  he  will  be  by  all  unrighteousness  : 
Thus  if  our  ship  fails  of  her  Anchor  hold, 
We'l  love  the  Divell,  so  he  lands  the  gold. 


Upon  an  old  IVoman. 

Old  Widdow  Prouse  to  do  her  neighbours  evill 
Wo'd  give  (some  say)  her  soule  unto  the  Devill. 
Well,  when  sh'as  kild,  that  Pig,  Goose,  Cock  or  Hen, 
What  wo'd  she  give  to  get  that  soule  agen  ? 


Upon  Pearch.     ^pig. 

Thou  writes  in  Prose,  how  sweet  all  Virgins  be ; 
But  ther's  not  one,  doth  praise  the  smell  of  thee. 


To  Sapho, 

Sapho,  I  will  chuse  to  go 

Where  the  Northern  Winds  do  blow 

Endlesse  Ice,  and  endlesse  Snow : 

Rather  then  I  once  wo'd  see. 

But  a  Winters  face  in  thee, 

To  benumme  my  hopes  and  me. 


Hesperides.  267 

To  his  faithfuH  friendy  Master  John  Crofts, 
Cup-bearer  to  the  King. 

For  all  thy  many  courtesies  to  me, 

Nothing  I  have  (my  Crofts)  to  send  to  Thee 

For  the  requital! ;  save  this  only  one 

Halfe  of  my  just  remuneration. 

For  since  I've  travail'd  all  this  Realm  throughout  5 

To  seeke,  and  find  some  few  Immortals  out 

To  circumspangk  this  my  spacious  Sphere, 

(As  Lamps  for  everlasting  shining  here :) 

And  having  fixt  Thee  in  mine  Orbe  a  Starre, 

(Amongst  the  rest)  both  bright  and  singular ;  10 

The  present  Age  will  tell  the  world  thou  art 

If  not  to  th'  whole,  yet  satisfy'd  in  part. 

As  for  the  rest,  being  too  great  a  summe 

Here  to  be  paid ;  He  pay't  i'th'world  to  come. 

The  Bride-Cake. 

This  day  ray  Julia  thou  must  make 

For  Mistresse  Bride,  the  wedding  Cake : 

Knead  but  the  Dow  and  it  will  be 

To  paste  of  Almonds  turn'd  by  thee  : 

Or  kisse  it  thou,  but  once,  or  twice,  i 

And  for  the  Bride-Cake  ther'l  be  Spice. 


To  be  merry. 

Lets  now  take  our  time ; 

While  w'are  in  our  Prime ; 
And  old,  old  Age  is  a  farre  off: 

For  the  evill  evill  dayes 

Will  come  on  apace ; 
Before  we  can  be  aware  of. 


Buriall. 

Man  may  want  Land  to  live  in ;  but  for  all. 
Nature  finds  out  some  place  for  buriall. 


2  6  8  Hesperides. 


Lenitie. 

'Tis  the  Chyrurgions  praise,  and  height  of  Art. 
Not  to  cut  off,  but  cure  the  vicious  part. 


Penitence. 

Who  after  his  transgression  doth  repent, 
Is  halfe,  or  altogether  innocent. 


Griefe. 

Consider  sorrowes,  how  they  are  aright : 
Griefe,  if't  be  great,  'tis  short;  if  long,  'tis  light. 


'The  Maiden-blush. 

So  look  the  mornings  when  the  Sun 
Paints  them  with  fresh  Vermilion  : 
So  Cherries  blush,  and  Kathern  Peares, 
And  Apricocks,  in  youthfuU  yeares  : 
So  CorroUs  looke  more  lovely  Red, 
And  Rubies  lately  polished : 
So  purest  Diaper  doth  shine, 
Stain'd  by  the  Beames  of  Clarret  wine  : 
As  Julia  looks  when  she  doth  dress 
Her  either  cheeke  with  bashfuUness. 


The  Meane. 

Imparitie  doth  ever  discord  bring: 

The  Mean  the  Musique  makes  in  every  thing. 


Haste  hurtfull. 

Haste  is  unhappy  :   What  we  Rashly  do 
Is  both  unluckie  ;  I,  and  foolish  too. 
Where  War  with  rashnesse  is  attempted,  there 
The  Soldiers  leave  the  Field  with  equall  feare. 


Hesperides.  269 


Purgatory. 

Readers  wee  entreat  ye  pray 

For  the  soule  of  Luda ; 

That  in  little  time  she  be 

From  her  Purgatory  free : 

In  th'  intrim  she  desires 

That  your  teares  may  coole  her  fires. 

The  Cloud. 

Seest  thou  that  Cloud  that  rides  in  State 

Part  Ruby-like,  part  Candidate  ? 

It  is  no  other  then  the  Bed 

Where  Venus  sleeps  (halfe  smothered.) 

Upon  Loach. 

Seeal'd  up  with  Night-gum,  Loach  each  morning  lyes, 
Till  his  Wife  licking,  so  unglews  his  eyes. 
No  question  then,  but  such  a  lick  is  sweet. 
When  a  warm  tongue  do's  with  such  Ambers  meet. 

The  Amber  Bead._ 

I  saw  a  Flie  within  a  Beade 
Of  Amber  cleanly  buried : 
The  Ume  was  little,  but  the  room 
More  rich  then  Cleopatra's  Tombe. 

To  my  dearest  Sister  M.  Mercie  Herrick. 

When  ere  I  go,  or  what  so  ere  befalls 

Me  in  mine  Age,  or  forraign  Funerals, 

This  Blessing  I  will  leave  thee,  ere  I  go. 

Prosper  thy  Basket,  and  therein  thy  Dow. 

Feed  on  the  paste  of  Filberts,  or  else  knead 

And  Bake  the  floure  of  Amber  for  thy  bread. 

Balm  may  thy  Trees  drop,  and  thy  Springs  runne  oyle 

And  everlasting  Harvest  crown  thy  Soile ! 

These  I  but  wish  for ;  but  thy  selfe  shall  see. 

The  Blessing  fall  in  mellow  times  on  Thee. 

Purgatory,     i  entreat]  Misprinted  enteat 


270  Hesperides. 

The  Transfiguration. 

Immortall  clothing  I  put  on, 
So  soone  &s  Julia  I  am  gon 
To  mine  eternall  Mansion. 

Thou,  thou  art  here,  to  humane  sight 
Cloth'd  all  with  incorrupted  light ; 
But  yet  how  more  admir'dly  bright 

Wilt  thou  appear,  when  thou  art  set 

In  thy  refulgent  Thronelet, 

That  shin'st  thus  in  thy  counterfeit  ? 

Suffer  that  thou  canst  not  shift. 

Do's  Fortune  rend  thee  ?    Beare  with  thy  hard  Fate : 

Vertuous  instructions  ne'r  are  delicate. 

Say,  do's  she  frown  ?  still  countermand  her  threats  : 

Vertue  best  loves  those  children  that  she  beates. 


To  the  Passenger. 

If  I  lye  unburied  Sir, 
These  my  Reliques,  (pray)  interre. 
'Tis  religious  part  to  see 
Stones,  or  turfes  to  cover  me. 
One  word  more  I  had  to  say ; 
But  it  skills  not ;  go  your  way ; 
He  that  wants  a  buriall  roome 
For  a  Stone,  ha's  Heaven  his  Totnbe, 


Upon  Nodes. 

Where  ever  Nodes  do's  in  the  Summer  come. 
He  prayes  his  Harvest  may  be  well  brought  home. 
What  store  of  Corn  has  carefull  Nodes,  thinke  you, 
Whose  Field  his  foot  is,  and  whose  Barn  his  shooe  ? 

To  the  Passenger.    3  religious]  religions  or  religion's  cf.  Pollard  {frobaUy 
rightly) 


Hesperides.  271 

TO    THE    KING, 

Upon  his  taking  of  Leicester. 

This  Day  is  Yours,  Great  CHARLES  \  and  in  this  War 

Your  Fate,  and  Ours,  alike  Victorious  are. 

In  her  white  Stole  ;  now  Victory  do's  rest 

Enspherd  with  Palm  on  Your  Triumphant  Crest. 

Fortune  is  now  Your  Captive ;  other  Kings  5 

Hold  but  her  hands  ;   You  hold  both  hands  and  wings. 

To  Julia,  in  her  Dawn,  or  Day-breake. 

By  the  next  kindling  of  the  day 

My  Julia  thou  shalt  see, 
Ere  Ave-Mary  thou  canst  say 

lie  come  and  visit  thee. 

Yet  ere  thou  counsel'st  with  thy  Glasse,  5 

Appeare  thou  to  mine  eyes 
As  smooth,  and  nak't,  as  she  that  was 

The  prime  of  Paradice. 

If  blush  thou  must,  then  blush  thou  through 

A  Lawn,  that  thou  mayst  looke  lo 

As  purest  Pearles,  or  Pebles  do 

When  peeping  through  a  Brooke. 

As  Lillies  shrin'd  in  Christall,  so 

Do  thou  to  me  appeare ; 
Or  Damask  Roses,  when  they  grow  15 

To  sweet  acquaintance  there. 

Counsell. 

'Twas  Cesars  saying :  Kings  no  lesse  Conquerors  are 
By  their  wise  Counsell,  then  they  be  by  Warre. 


272  Hesperides. 


Bad  Princes  pill  their  People. 

Like  those  infernall  Deities  which  eate 

The  best  of  all  the  sacrificed  meate ; 

And  leave  their  servants,  but  the  smoak  &  sweat : 

So  many  Kings,  and  Primates  too  there  are, 

Who  claim  the  Fat,  and  Fleshie  for  their  share,  5 

And  leave  their  subjects  but  the  starved  ware. 

Most  Words^  lesse  Workes. 

In  desp'rate  cases,  all,  or  most  are  known 
Qova!caaxidjex%,  few  for  execution. 

To  Dianeme. 

I  co'd  but  see  thee  yesterday 

Stung  by  a  fretfuU  Bee ; 
And  I  the  Javelin  suckt  away. 

And  heal'd  the  wound  in  thee. 

A  thousand  thorns,  and  Bryars  &  Stings,  5 

I  have  in  my  poore  Brest ; 
Yet  ne'r  can  see  that  salve  which  brings 

My  Passions  any  rest. 

As  Love  shall  helpe  me,  I  admire 

How  thou  canst  sit  and  smile,  10 

To  see  me  bleed,  and  not  desire 

To  stench  the  blood  the  while. 

If  thou  compos'd  of  gentle  mould 

Art  so  unkind  to  me ; 
What  dismall  Stories  will  be  told  15 

Of  those  that  cruell  be  ? 

Upon  Tap. 

Tap  (better  known  then  trusted)  as  we  heare 
Sold  his  old  Mothers  Spectacles  for  Beere : 
And  not  unlikely ;  rather  too  then  fail, 
He'l  sell  her  Eyes,  and  Nose,  for  Beere  and  Ale. 

His  Losse. 

All  has  been  plundered  from  me,  but  my  wit ; 
Fortune  her  selfe  can  lay  no  claim  to  it. 


Hesperides.  273 


Draw^  and  Drinke.  . 

Milk  stil  your  Fountains,  and  your  Springs,  for  why  ? 
The  more  th'are  drawn,  the  lesse  they  wil  grow  dry. 

Upon  Punchin.     Epig. 

Give  me  a  reason  why  men  call 
Punchin  a  6.xy  plant-animall. 
Because  as  Plants  by  water  grow, 
Punchin  by  Beere  and  Ale,  spreads  so. 

To  Oenone. 

Thou  sayest  Loves  Dart 

Hath  prickt  thy  heart ; 
And  thou  do'st  languish  too : 

If  one  poore  prick, 

Can  make  thee  sick. 
Say,  what  wo'd  many  do  ? 

Upon  Blinks.     Epig. 

Tom  Blinks  his  Nose  is  full  of  wheales,  and  these 
Tom  calls  not  pimples,  but  Pimpleides : 
Sometimes  (in  mirth)  he  sayes  each  whelk's  a  sparke 
(When  drunke  with  Beere)  to  light  him  home,  i'th'  dark. 

Upon  Adam  Peapes.     Epig. 

Peapes  he  do's  strut,  and  pick  his  Teeth,  as  if 
His  jawes  had  tir'd  on  some  large  Chine  of  Beefe. 
But  nothing  so ;  The  Dinner  Adam  had. 
Was  cheese  full  ripe  with  TeareSj  with  Bread  as  sad. 

To  Electra. 

Shall  I  go  to  Love  and  tell, 
Thou  art  all  turn'd  isicle  ? 
Shall  I  say  her  Altars  be 
Disadorn'd,  and  scorn'd  by  thee  ? 
O  beware !  in  time  submit ; 
Love  has  yet  no  wrathfull  fit : 
If  her  patience  turns  to  ire. 
Love  is  then  consuming  fire. 


2  74  Hesperides. 


To  Mistresse  Amie  Potter. 

Ai  me  !  I  love,  give  him  your  hand  to  kisse 

Who  both  your  wooer,  and  your  Poet  is. 

Nature  has  pre-compos'd  us  both  to  Love ; 

Your  part's  to  grant ;  my  Scean  must  be  to  move. 

Deare,  can  you  like,  and  liking  love  your  Poet  ? 

If  you  say  (I)  Blush-guiltinesse  will  shew  it. 

Mine  eyes  must  wooe  you ;  (though  I  sigh  the  while) 

True  Love  is  tonguelesse  as  a  Crocodile. 

And  you  may  find  in  Love  these  differing  Parts ; 

Wooers  have  Tongues  of  Ice,  but  burning  hearts. 


Upon  a  Maide. 

Here  she  lyes  (in  Bed  of  Spice) 
Faire  as  Eve  in  Paradice : 
For  her  beauty  it  was  such 
Poets  co'd  not  praise  too  much. 
Virgins  Come,  and  in  a  Ring 
Her  supreamest  Requiem  sing ; 
Then  depart,  but  see  ye  tread 
Lightly,  lightly  ore  the  dead. 


Upon  Love. 

Love  is  a  Circle,  and  an  Endlesse  Sphere ; 
From  good  to  good,  revolving  here,  &  there. 

Beauty. 

Beauti's  no  other  but  a  lovely  Grace 
Of  lively  colours,  flowing  from  the  face. 


Upon  Love. 

Some  salve  to  every  sore,  we  may  apply ; 
Only  for  my  wound  there's  no  remedy. 
Yet  if  my  Julia  kisse  me,  there  will  be 
A  soveraign  balme  found  out  to  cure  me. 


Hesperides.  275 


Upon  Hanch  a  Schoolmaster.     Epig. 

Hanch,  since  he  (lately)  did  interre  his  wife, 
He  weepes  and  sighs  (as  weary  of  his  life,) 
Say,  is  't  for  reall  griefe  he  mourns  ?  not  so ; 
Teares  have  their  springs  from  joy,  as  well  as  woe. 


Upon  Peason.     Epig. 

Long  Locks  of  late  our  Zelot  Peason  weares. 

Not  for  to  hide  his  high  and  mighty  eares ; 

No,  but  because  he  wo'd  not  have  it  seen, 

That  Stubble  stands,  where  once  large  eares  have  been. 


To  his  Booke. 

Make  haste  away,  and  let  one  be 

A  friendly  Patron  unto  thee : 

Lest  rapt  from  hence,  I  see  thee  lye 

Torn  for  the  use  of  Pasterie  : 

Or  see  thy  injur'd  Leaves  serve  well. 

To  make  loose  Gownes  for  Mackarell : 

Or  see  the  Grocers  in  a  trice, 

Make  hoods  of  thee  to  serve  out  Spice. 


Readinesse. 

The  readinesse  of  doing,  doth  expresse 
No  other,  but  the  doers  willingnesse. 


fVriting. 

When  words  we  want.  Love  teacheth  to  endite ; 
And  what  we  blush  to  speake,  she  bids  us  write. 


Society. 

Two  things  do  make  society  to  stand ; 
The  first  Commerce  is,  &  the  next  Command. 
T  2 


276  Hesperides. 


Upon  a  Maid. 

Gone  she  is  a  long,  long  way, 
But  she  has  decreed  a  day 
Back  to  come,  (and  make  no  stay.) 
So  we  keepe  till  her  returne 
Here,  her  ashes,  or  her  Urne. 

Satisfaction  for  sufferings. 

For  all  our  workes,  a  recompence  is  sure  : 
'Tis  sweet  to  thinke  on  what  was  hard  f  endure. 

The  delaying  Bride. 

Why  so  slowly  do  you  move 
To  the  centre  of  your  love  ? 
On  your  niceness  though  we  wait. 
Yet  the  houres  say  'tis  late : 
Coynesse  takes  us  to  a  measure  ; 
But  o'racted  deads  the  pleasure. 
Go  to  Bed,  and  care  not  when 
Cheerfull  day  shall  spring  agen. 
One  Brave  Captain  did  command, 
(By  his  word)  the  Sun  to  stand : 
One  short  charme  if  you  but  say 
Will  enforce  the  Moon  to  stay. 
Till  you  warn  her  hence  (away) 
T'ave  your  blushes  seen  by  day. 

To  M.  Henry  Lawes,  the  excellent 
Composer  of  his  Lyricks. 

Touch  but  thy  Lire  (my  Harrie)  and  I  heare 

From  thee  some  raptures  of  the  rare  Gotire. 

Then  if  thy  voice  commingle  with  the  String 

I  heare  in  thee  rare  Laniere  to  sing ; 

Or  curious  Wilson :  Tell  me,  canst  thou  be 

Less  then  Apollo,  that  ursurp'st  such  Three  ? 

Three,  unto  whom  the  whole  world  give  applause ; 

Yet  their  Three  praises,  praise  but  One ;  that's  Lawes. 


To  M.  Henry  Lawes.     4  thee  rare]  thee  the  rare  1648:   corrected  in  the 
original  Errata  {see  p.  4) 


Hesperides,  277 


Age  unfit  for  Love. 

Maidens  tell  me  I  am  old ; 
Let  me  in  my  Glasse  behold 
Whether  smooth  or  not  I  be, 
Or  if  haire  remaines  to  me. 
Well,  or  be't  or  be't  not  so, 
This  for  certainty  I  know ; 
III  it  fits  old  men  to  play, 
When  that  Death  bids  come  away. 

The  Bed-man,  or  Grave-maker. 

Thou  hast  made  many  Houses  for  the  Dead ; 
When  my  Lot  calls  me  to  be  buried, 
For  Love  or  Pittie,  prethee  let  there  be 
I'th'  Church-yard,  made,  one  Tenement  for  me. 

To  Anthea. 

Anthea  I  am  going  hence 
With  some  small  stock  of  innocence  : 
But  yet  those  blessed  gates  I  see 
Withstanding  entrance  unto  me. 
To  pray  for  me  doe  thou  begin, 
The  Porter  then  will  let  me  in. 

Need. 

Who  begs  to  die  for  feare  of  humane  need, 
Wisheth  his  body,  not  his  soule,  good  speed. 

To  Julia. 

I  am  zeallesse,  prethee  pray 
For  my  well-fare  {Julia) 
For  I  thinke  the  gods  require 
Male  perfumes,  but  Female  fire. 

On  Julias  lips. 

Sweet  are  my  Julia's  lips  and  cleane, 
As  if  or'e  washt  in  Hippocrene. 


278  Hesperides. 

'Twilight. 

Twilight,  no  other  thing  is,  Poets  say, 
Then  the  last  part  of  night,  and  first  of  day. 

To  his  Friend,  Master  J.  Jincks. 

Love,  love  me  now,  because  I  place 
Thee  here  among  my  righteous  race : 
The  bastard  Slips  may  droop  and  die 
Wanting  both  Root,  and  Earth ;  but  thy 
Immortall  selfe,  shall  boldly  trust 
To  live  for  ever,  with  my  Just. 

On  himselfe. 

If  that  my  Fate  has  now  fulfiU'd  my  yeere. 
And  so  soone  stopt  my  longer  living  here ; 
What  was't  (ye  Gods !)  a  dying  man  to  save, 
But  while  he  met  with  his  Paternall  grave ; 
Though  while  we  living  'bout  the  world  do  roame, 
We  love  to  rest  in  peacefull  Urnes  at  home. 
Where  we  may  snug,  and  close  together  lye 
By  the  dead  bones  of  our  deare  Ancestrie. 

Kings  and  Tyrants. 

'Twixt  Kings  &  Tyrants  there's  this  difference  known ; 
Kings  seek  their  Subjects  good:  Tyrants  their  owne. 


Crosses. 

Our  Crosses  are  no  other  then  the  rods, 
And  our  Diseases,  Vultures  of  the  Gods  : 
Each  griefe  we  feele,  that  likewise  is  a  Kite 
Sent  forth  by  them,  our  flesh  to  eate,  or  bite. 

Upon  Love. 

Love  brought  me  to  a  silent  Grove, 

And  shew'd  me  there  a  Tree, 
Where  some  had  hang'd  themselves  for  love,. 

And  gave  a  Twist  to  me. 


Hesperides.  279 

The  Halter  was  of  silk,  and  gold,  5 

That  he  reacht  forth  unto  me : 
No  otherwise,  then  if  he  would 

By  dainty  things  undo  me. 

He  bade  me  then  that  Neck-lace  use ; 

And  told  me  too,  he  maketh  i  o 

A  glorious  end  by  such  a  Noose, 

His  Death  for  Love  that  taketh. 

'Twas  but  a  dream ;  but  had  I  been 

There  really  alone ; 
My  desp'rate  feares,  in  love,  had  seen  15 

Mine  Execution. 

No  difference  i  tK  dark. 

Night  makes  no  difference  'twixt  the  Priest  and  Clark ; 
Jone  as  my  Lady  is  as  good  i'th'  dark. 

The  Body. 

The  Body  is  the  Soules  poore  house,  or  home, 
Whose  Ribs  the  Laths  are,  &  whose  Flesh  the  Loame. 

To  Sapho. 

Thou  saist  thou  lov'st  me  Sapho ;  I  say  no ; 
But  would  to  Love  I  could  beleeve  'twas  so  ! 
Pardon  my  feares  (sweet  Sapho,)  I  desire 
That  thou  be  righteous  found ;  and  I  the  Lyer. 

Out  of  Time,  out  of  Tune. 

We  blame,  nay  we  despise  her  paines 

That  wets  her  Garden  when  it  raines  : 

But  when  the  drought  has  dri'd  the  knot ; 

Then  let  her  use  the  watring  pot. 

We  pray  for  showers  (at  our  need)  5 

To  drench,  but  not  to  drown  our  seed. 

To  his  Booke. 

Take  mine  advise,  and  go  not  neere 
Those  faces  (sower  as  Vineger.) 
For  these,  and  Nobler  numbers  can 
Ne'r  please  the  supercillious  man. 


2  8  o  Hesperides. 


To  his  Honoured  friend.  Sir  Thomas  Heale. 

Stand  by  the  Magick  of  my  powerful!  Rhymes 

'Gainst  all  the  indignation  of  the  Times. 

Age  shall  not  wrong  thee ;  or  one  jot  abate 

Of  thy  both  Great,  and  everlasting  fate. 

While  others  perish,  here's  thy  life  decreed  5 

Because  begot  of  my  Immortall  seed. 

The  Sacrifice  by  way  of  Discourse  betwixt 
himselfe  and  Julia. 

Herr.   Come  and  let's  in  solemn  wise 

Both  addresse  to  sacrifice : 

Old  Religion  first  commands 

That  we  wash  our  hearts,  and  hands. 

Is  the  beast  exempt  from  slaine,  S 

Altar  cleane,  no  fire  prophane  ? 

Are  the  Garlands,  Is  the  Nard 

Ready  here  ?    Jul.  All  well  prepar'd, 

With  the  Wine  that  must  be  shed 

(Twixt  the  homes)  upon  the  head  10 

Of  the  holy  Beast  we  bring 

(For  our  Trespasse-offering. 
Herr.   All  is  well ;  now  next  to  these 

Put  we  on  pure  Surplices ; 

And  with  Chaplets  crown'd,  we'l  rost  15 

With  perfumes  the  Holocaust : 

And  (while  we  the  gods  invoke) 

Reade  acceptance  by  the  smoake. 

To  Apollo. 

Thou  mighty  Lord  and  master  of  the  Lyra, 
Unshorn  Apollo,  come,  and  re-inspire 
My  fingers  so,  the  Lyrick-strings  to  move. 
That  I  may  play,  and  sing  a  Hymne  to  Love. 

On  Love. 

Love  is  a  kind  of  warre ;  Hence  those  who  feare, 
No  cowards  must  his  royall  Ensignes  beare. 

To  his  Honoured  friend.    5  here's]  Misprinted  her'es 


Hesperides.  281 


Another. 

Where  love  begins,  there  dead  thy  first  desire : 
A  sparke  neglected  makes  a  mighty  fire. 

An  Hymne  to  Cupid. 

Thou,  thou  that  bear'st  the  sway 

With  whom  the  Sea-Nimphs  play ; 

And  Venus,  every  way : 

When  I  embrace  thy  knee ; 

And  make  short  pray'rs  to  thee  :  5 

In  love,  then  prosper  me. 

This  day  I  goe  to  wooe ; 

Instruct  me  how  to  doe 

This  worke  thou  put'st  me  too. 

From  shame  my  face  keepe  free,  lo 

From  scorne  I  begge  of  thee, 

Love  to  deliver  me  : 

So  shall  I  sing  thy  praise ; 

And  to  thee  Altars  raise, 

Unto  the  end  of  daies.  15 

To  Electra. 

Let  not  thy  Tomb-stone  er'e  be  laid  by  me : 

Nor  let  my  Herse,  be  wept  upon  by  thee : 

But  let  that  instant  when  thou  dy'st  be  known, 

The  minute  of  mine  expiration. 

One  knell  be  rung  for  both ;  and  let  one  grave  s 

To  hold  us  two,  an  endlesse  honour  have. 

How  his  souk  came  ensnared. 

My  soule  would  one  day  goe  and  seeke 

For  Roses,  and  in  Julia's  cheeke, 

A  richess  of  those  sweets  she  found, 

(As  in  an  other  Jiosamond.) 

But  gathering  Roses  as  she  was ;  5 

(Not  knowing  what  would  come  to  passe) 

It  chanst  a  ringlet  of  her  haire. 

Caught  my  poore  soule,  as  in  a  snare : 

Which  ever  since  has  been  in  thrall. 

Yet  freedome,  shee  enjoyes  withall.  ro 


282  Hesperides. 


Factions. 

The  factions  of  the  great  ones  call, 
To  side  with  them,  the  Commons  all. 


Kisses  Loathsome. 

I  abhor  the  slimie  kisse, 
(Which  to  me  most  loathsome  is.) 
Those  lips  please  me  which  are  plac't 
Close,  but  not  too  strictly  lac't : 
Yeilding  I  wo'd  have  them ;  yet 
Not  a  wimbling  Tongue  admit : 
What  sho'd  poking-sticks  make  there. 
When  the  ruffe  is  set  elsewhere  ? 


Upon  Reape. 

Reapes  eyes  so  rawe  are,  that  (it  seemes)  the  flyes 
Mistake  the  flesh,  and  flye-blow  both  his  eyes ; 
So  that  an  Angler,  for  a  dales  expence. 
May  baite  his  hooke,  with  maggots  taken  thence. 


Upon  Teage. 

Teage  has  told  lyes  so  long,  that  when  Teage  tells 
Truth,  yet  Teages  truths  are  untruths,  (nothing  else.) 


Upon  Julia's  haire^  bundled  up  in  a 
golden  net. 

Tell  me,  what  needs  those  rich  deceits, 
These  golden  Toyles,  and  Trammel-nets, 
To  take  thine  haires  when  they  are  knowne 
Already  tame,  and  all  thine  owne  ? 
'Tis  I  am  wild,  and  more  then  haires 
Deserve  these  Mashes  and  those  snares. 
Set  free  thy  Tresses,  let  them  flow 
As  aires  doe  breathe,  or  winds  doe  blow : 
And  let  such  curious  Net-works  be 
Lesse  set  for  them,  then  spred  for  me. 


Hesperides.  283 


Upon  Truggin. 

Truggin  a  Footman  was ;  but  now,  growne  lame, 
Truggin  now  lives  but  to  belye  his  name. 

The  showre  of  Bhssomes. 

Love  in  a  showre  of  Elossomes  came 

Down,  and  halfe  drown'd  me  with  the  same  ; 

The  Blooms  that  fell  were  white  and  red ; 

But  with  such  sweets  commingled, 

As  whether  (this)  I  cannot  tell 

My  sight  was  pleas'd  more,  or  my  smell : 

But  true  it  was,  as  I  rowl'd  there, 

Without  a  thought  of  hurt,  or  feare ; 

Love  turn'd  himselfe  into  a  Bee, 

And  with  his  Javelin  wounded  me : 

From  which  mishap  this  use  I  make, 

Where  most  sweets  are,  there  lyes  a  Snake, 

Kisses  and  Favours  are  sweet  things  ; 

But  Those  have  thorns,  and  These  have  stings. 

Upon  Spenke. 

Spenke  has  a  strong  breath,  yet  short  Prayers  saith : 
Not  out  of  want  of  breath,  but  want  of  faith. 


A  defence  for  Women. 

Naught  are  all  Women :  I  say  no. 

Since  for  one  Bad,  one  Good  I  know : 

For  Clytemnestra  most  unkind, 

Loving  Alcestis  there  we  find  : 

For  one  Medea  that  was  bad,  5 

A  good  Penelope  was  had : 

For  wanton  Lais,  then  we  have 

Chaste  Lucrece,  or  a  wife  as  grave  : 

And  thus  through  Woman-kind  we  see 

A  Good  and  Bad.    Sirs  credit  me.  lo 

A  defence  for  Women.     8  wife]  wise  i6i&  :  corrected  in  original  Errata  {see 
/•4) 


284  Hesperides. 

Upon  Lulls. 

Lulls  swears  he  is  all  heart ;  but  you'l  suppose 
By  his  Probossis  that  he  is  all  nose. 

Slavery. 

'Tis  liberty  to  serve  one  Lord ;  but  he 
Who  many  serves,  serves  base  servility. 

Charmes. 

Bring  the  holy  crust  of  Bread, 
Lay  it  underneath  the  head ; 
'Tis  a  certain  Charm  to  keep 
Hags  away,  while  Children  sleep. 

Another. 

Let  the  superstitious  wife 
Neer  the  childs  heart  lay  a  knife  : 
Point  be  up,  and  Haft  be  downe ; 
(While  she  gossips  in  the  towne) 
This  'mongst  other  mystick  charms 
Keeps  the  sleeping  child  from  harms. 

Another  to  bring  in  the  Witch. 

To  house  the  Hag,  you  must  doe  this ; 
Commix  with  Meale  a  little  Pisse 
Of  him  bewitcht :  then  forthwith  make 
A  little  Wafer  or  a  Cake ; 
And  this  rawly  bak't  will  bring 
The  old  Hag  in.     No  surer  thing. 

Another  Charmefor  Stables. 

Hang  up  Hooks,  and  Sheers  to  scare 
Hence  the  Hag,  that  rides  the  Mare, 
Till  they  be  all  over  wet. 
With  the  mire,  and  the  sweat : 
This  observ'd,  the  Manes  shall  be 
Of  your  horses,  all  knot-free. 


Hesperides.  285 

Ceremonies  for  Candlemasse  Eve. 

Down  with  the  Rosemary  and  Bayes, 

Down  with  the  Misleto ; 
In  stead  of  Holly,  now  up-raise 

The  greener  Box  (for  show.) 

The  Holly  hitherto  did  sway ;  5 

Let  Box  now  domineere ; 
Untill  the  dancing  Easter-day, 

Or  Easters  Eve  appeare. 

Then  youthfuU  Box  which  now  hath  grace, 

Your  houses  to  renew ;  10 

Grown  old,  surrender  must  his  place, 

Unto  the  crisped  Yew. 

When  Yew  is  out,  then  Birch  comes  in. 

And  many  Flowers  beside ; 
Both  of  a  fresh,  and  fragrant  kinne  15 

To  honour  Whitsontide. 

Green  Rushes  then,  and  sweetest  Bents, 

With  cooler  Oken  boughs ; 
Come  in  for  comely  ornaments, 

To  re-adorn  the  house.  20 

Thus  times  do  shift ;  each  thing  his  turne  do's  hold ; 
New  things  succeed,  as  former  things  grow  old. 

The  Ceremonies  for  Candlemasse  day. 

Kindle  the  Christmas  Brand,  and  then 

Till  Sunne-set,  let  it  burne ; 
Which  quencht,  then  lay  it  up  agen. 

Till  Christmas  next  returne. 
Part  must  be  kept  wherewith  to  teend  5 

The  Christmas  Log  next  yeare ; 
And  where  'tis  safely  kept,  the  Fiend, 

Can  do  no  mischiefe  (there.) 

Upon  Candlemasse  day. 

End  now  the  White-loafe,  &  the  Pye, 
And  let  all  sports  with  Christmas  dye. 


2  86  Hesperides. 

Surfeits. 

Bad  are  all  surfeits :  but  Physitians  call 
That  surfeit  tooke  by  bread,  the  worst  of  all. 

Upon  Nis. 

Nis,  he  makes  Verses ;  but  the  Lines  he  writes, 
Serve  but  for  matter  to  make  Paper-kites. 

To  Biancha,  to  bksse  him. 

Wo'd  I  wooe,  and  wo'd  I  winne, 

Wo'd  I  well  my  worke  begin  ? 

Wo'd  I  evermore  be  crown'd 

With  the  end  that  I  propound  ? 

Wo'd  I  frustrate,  or  prevent  5 

All  Aspects  malevolent  ? 

Thwart  all  Wizzards,  and  with  these 

Dead  all  black  contingencies : 

Place  my  words,  and  all  works  else 

In  most  happy  Parallels  ?  lo 

All  will  prosper,  if  so  be 

I  be  kist,  or  blest  by  thee. 

Julia's  Churching^  or  Purification. 

Put  on  thy  Holy  Fillitings,  and  so 

To  th'  Temple  with  the  sober  Midwife  go. 

Attended  thus  (in  a  most  solemn  wise) 

By  those  who  serve  the  Child-bed  misteries. 

Burn  first  thine  incense ;  next,  when  as  thou  see'st  5 

The  candid  Stole  thrown  ore  the  Fious  Priest; 

With  reverend  Curtsies  come,  and  to  him  bring 

Thy  free  (and  not  decurted)  offering. 

All  Rites  well  ended,  with  faire  Auspice  come 

(As  to  the  breaking  of  a  Bride-Cake)  home  :  10 

Where  ceremonious  Hymen  shall  for  thee 

Provide  a  second  Epithalamie. 

She  who  keeps  chastly  to  her  husbands  side 

Is  not  for  one,  but  every  night  his  Bride : 

And  stealing  still  with  love,  andfeare  to  Bed,  15 

Brings  him  not  one,  but  many  a  Maiden-head. 


Hesperides.  287 


'To  his  Book. 

Before  the  Press  scarce  one  co'd  see 
A  little-peeping-part  of  thee  : 
But  since  th'  art  Printed,  thou  dost  call 
To  shew  thy  nakedness  to  all. 
My  care  for  thee  is  now  the  less ; 
(Having  resign'd  thy  shamefac'tness  :) 
Go  with  thy  Faults  and  Fates ;  yet  stay 
And  take  this  sentence,  then  away  • 
Whom  one  belov'd  will  not  suffice, 
She'l  runne  to  all  adulteries. 

Teares. 

Teares  most  prevaile ;  with  teares  too  thou  mayst  move 
Rocks  to  relent,  and  coyest  maids  to  love. 

To  his  friend  to  avoid  contention  of  words. 

Words  beget  Anger :  Anger  brings  forth  blowes  : 
Blowes  make  of  dearest  friends  immortall  Foes. 
For  which  prevention  (Sociate)  let  there  be 
Betwixt  us  two  no  more  Logomachie. 
Farre  better  'twere  for  either  to  be  mute, 
Then  for  to  murder  friendship,  by  dispute. 

Truth. 

Truth  is  best  found  out  by  the  time,  and  eyes ; 
Falsehood  winnes  credit  by  uncertainties. 

Upon  Prickles,     Epig. 

Prickles  is  waspish,  and  puts  forth  his  sting, 
For  Bread,  Drinke,  Butter,  Cheese ;  for  every  thing 
That  Prickles  buyes,  puts  Prickles  out  of  frame ; 
How  well  his  nature's  fitted  to  his  name  ! 


The  Eyes  before  the  Eares. 

We  credit  most  our  sight ;  one  eye  doth  please 
Our  trust  farre  more  then  ten  eare-witnesses. 

The  Eyes,  &c.     2  then  ten]  ten  then  1648  {a  printers  error'). 


2  88  Hesperides. 


Want. 

Want  is  a  softer  Wax,  that  takes  thereon, 
This,  that,  and  eVery  base  impression. 

To  a  Friend. 

Looke  in  my  Book,  and  herein  see, 
Life  endlesse  sign'd  to  thee  and  me. 
We  o're  the  tombes,  and  Fates  shall  flye ; 
While  other  generations  dye. 

Upon  M.  William  Lawes,  the  rare  Musitian. 

Sho'd  I  not  put  on  Blacks,  when  each  one  here 
Comes  with  his  Cypresse,  and  devotes  a  teare  ? 
Sho'd  I  not  grieve  (my  Lawes)  when  every  Lute, 
VioU,  and  Voice,  is  (by  thy  losse)  struck  mute  ? 
Thy  loss  brave  man !  whose  Numbers  have  been  hurl'd, 
And  no  less  prais'd,  then  spread  throughout  the  world. 
Some  have  Thee  call'd  Amphion ;  some  of  us, 
Nam'd  thee  Terpander,  or  sweet  Orpheus : 
Some  this,  some  that,  but  all  in  this  agree, 
Musique  had  both  her  birth,  and  death  with  Thee. 

A  song  Upon  Silvia. 

From  me  my  Silvia  ranne  away, 

And  running  therewithall ; 
A  Primrose  Banke  did  cross  her  way, 

And  gave  my  Love  a  fall. 

But  trust  me  now  I  dare  not  say. 

What  1  by  chance  did  see ; 
But  such  the  Drap'ry  did  betray 

That  fully  ravisht  me. 

ne  Hony-combe. 

If  thou  hast  found  an  honie-combe, 
Eate  thou  not  all,  but  taste  on  some : 
For  if  thou  eat'st  it  to  excess ; 
That  sweetness  turnes  to  Loathsomness. 
Taste  it  to  Temper ;  then  'twill  be 
Marrow,  and  Manna  unto  thee. 


Hesperides.  289 

Upon  Ben.  Johnson. 

Here  lyes  Johnson  with  the  rest 

Of  the  Poets ;  but  the  Best. 

Reader,  wo'dst  thou  more  have  known  ? 

Aske  his  Story,  not  this  Stone. 

That  will  speake  what  this  can't  tell  5 

Of  his  glory.     So  farewell. 

An  Ode  for  him. 

Ah  Ben ! 
Say  how,  or  when 
Shall  we  thy  Guests 
Meet  at  those  Lyrick  Feasts, 

Made  at  the  Sun,  5 

The  Dog,  the  triple  Tunne  ? 

Where  we  such  clusters  had, 

As  made  us  nobly  wild,  not  mad ; 

And  yet  each  Verse  of  thine 

Out-did  the  meate,  out-did  the  frolick  wine.  10 

My  Ben 
Or  come  agen : 
Or  send  to  us, 
Thy  wits  great  over-plus ; 

But  teach  us  yet  15 

Wisely  to  husband  it ; 
Lest  we  that  Tallent  spend : 
And  having  once  brought  to  an  end 
That  precious  stock )  the  store 
Of  such  a  wit  the  world  sho'd  have  no  more.  20 

Upon  a  Virgin. 

Spend  Harmless  shade  thy  nightly  Houres, 

Selecting  here,  both  Herbs,  and  Flowers ; 

Of  which  make  Garlands  here,  and  there, 

To  dress  thy  silent  sepulchre. 

Nor  do  thou  feare  the  want  of  these,  5 

In  everlasting  Properties. 

Since  we  fresh  strewings  will  bring  hither, 

Farre  faster  then  the  first  can  wither. 


290  Hesperides. 

'  Blame, 

In  Battailes  what  disasters  fall, 
The  King  he  beares  the  blame  of  all. 

A  request  to  the  Graces. 

Ponder  my  words^  if  so  that  any  be 
Known  guilty  here  of  incivility  : 
Let  what  is  graceless,  discompos'd,  and  rude. 
With  sweetness,  smoothness,  softness,  be  endu'd. 
Teach  it  to  blush,  to  curtsie,  lisp,  and  shew 
Demure,  but  yet,  full  of  temptation  too. 
Numbers  ti^r  tickle,  or  but  lightly  please, 
Unksse  they  have  some  wanton  carriages. 
This  if  ye  do,  each  Piece  will  here  be  good. 
And  gracefuU  made,  by  your  neate  Sisterhood. 

Upon  himselfe. 

I  lately  fri'd,  but  now  behold 
I  freeze  as  fast,  and  shake  for  cold. 
And  in  good  faith  I'd  thought  it  strange 
T'ave  found  in  me  this  sudden  change ; 
But  that  I  understood  by  dreames, 
These  only  were  but  Loves  extreames  ; 
Who  fires  with  hope  the  Lovers  heart, 
And  starves  with  cold  the  self-same  part. 

Multitude. 

We  Trust  not  to  the  multitude  in  Warre, 
But  to  the  stout ;  and  those  that  skilfuU  are. 

Feare. 

Man  must  do  well  out  of  a  good  intent, 
Not  for  the  servile  feare  of  punishment. 

To  M.  Kellam. 

What  can  my  Kellam  drink  his  Sack 

In  Goblets  to  the  brim. 
And  see  his  Eobin  Herrick  lack, 

Yet  send  no  Boules  to  him  ? 


Hdsperides.  291 

For  love  or  pitie  to  his  Muse,  .  5 

(That  she  may  flow  in  Verse) 
Contemne  to  recommend  a  Ciruse, 

But  send  to  her  a  Tearce. 


Happinesse  to  hospitaMe,  or  a  hearty 
wish  to  good  house-keeping. 

First,  may  the  hand  of  bounty  bring 

Into  the  daily  offering 

Of  full  provision  ;  such  a  store, 

Till  that  the  Cooke  cries.  Bring  no  more. 

Upon  your  hogsheads  never  fall  5 

A  drought  of  wine,  ale,  beere  (at  all) 

But,  like  full  clouds,  may  they  from  thence 

Diffuse  their  imighty  influence. 

Next,  let  the  Lord,  and  Ladie  here 

Enjoy  a  Christning  yeare  by  yeare ;  10 

And  this  good  blessing  back  them  still, 

T'ave  Boyes,  and  Gyrles  too,  as  they  will. 

Then  from  the  porch  may  many  a  Bride 

Unto  the  Holy  Temple  ride : 

And  thence  return,  (short  prayers  seyd)  15 

A  wife  most  richly  married. 

Last,  may  the  Bride  and  Bridegroome  be 

Untoucht  by  cold  sterility ; 

But  in  their  springing  blood  so  play, 

As  that  in  Lusters  few  they  may,  30 

By  laughing  too^  and  lying  downe. 

People  a  City  or  a  Towne. 

Cunctation  in  Correction. 

The  Lidors  bundl'd  up  their  rods :  beside. 
Knit  them  with  knots  (with  much  adoe  unty'd) 
That  if  (unknitting)  men  wo'd  yet  repent. 
They  might  escape  the  lash  of  punishment. 

Present  Government  grievous. 

Men  are  suspicious ;  prone  to  discontent  : 
Subjects  still  loath  the  present  Government. 
u  2 


292  Hesperides. 


Rest  Refreshes. 

Lay  by  the  good  a  while  ;  a  resting  field 

Will,  after  ease,  a  richer  harvest  yeild  : 

Trees  this  year  beare  ;  nextj  they  their  wealth  with-hold  : 

Continuall  reaping  makes  a  land  wax  old. 

Revenge. 

Mans  disposition  is  for  to  requite 
An  injurie,  before  a  benefite : 
Thanksgiving  is  a  burden,  and  a  paine  ; 
Revenge  is  pleasing  to  us,  as  our  gaine, 

The  first  marrs  or  makes. 

In  all  our  high  designments,  'twill  appeare, 
TTie  first  event  breeds  confidence  orfeare. 

Beginning,  difficult. 

Hard  are  the  two  first  staires  unto  a  Crowne  ; 
Which  got,  the  third,  bids  him  a  King  come  downe. 

Faith  foursquare. 

Faith  is  a  thing  that's  four-square ;  let  it  fall 
This  way  or  that,  it  not  declines  at  all. 

The  present  time  best  pleaseth. 

Praise  they  that  will  Times  past,  I  joy  to  see 
My  selfe  now  live :  this  age  best  pleaseth  mee. 

Chathes,  are  conspirators. 

Though  from  without  no  foes  at  all  we  feare ; 
We  shall  be  wounded  by  the  cloathes  we  weare. 

Cruelty. 

Tis  but  a  dog-like  madnesse  in  bad  Kings, 
For  to  delight  in  wounds  and  murderings. 
As  some  plants  prosper  best  by  cuts  and  blowes  ; 
So  Kings  by  killing  doe  encrease  their  foes. 


Hesperides.  293 


Faire  after  foule. 


Teares  quickly  drie :  griefes  will  in  time  decay : 
A  cleare  will  come  after  a  cloudy  day. 


Hunger. 

Aske  me  what  hunger  is,  and  He  reply, 
'Tis  but  a  fierce  desire  of  hot  and  drie. 


Bad  wages  for  good  service. 

In  this  misfortune  Kings  doe  most  excell, 

To  heare  the  worst  from  men,  when  they  doe  well. 


The  End. 

Conquer  we  shall,  but  we  must  first  contend ; 
'Tis  not  the  Fight  that  crowns  us,  but  the  end. 


The  Bondman. 

Bind  me  but  to  thee  with  thine  haire, 

And  quickly  I  shall  be 
Made  by  that  fetter  or  that  snare 

A  bondman  unto  thee. 

Or  if  thou  tak'st  that  bond  away, 

Then  bore  me  through  the  eare ; 

And  by  the  Law  I  ought  to  stay 
For  ever  with  thee  here. 


Choose  for  the  best. 

Give  house-roome  to  the  best;  'lis  never  known 
Vertue  and  pleasure,  both  to  dwell  in  one. 


294  Hesper  idles. 


To  Sil 


via. 


Pardon  my  trespasse  (Silvia)  I  confesse, 
My  kisse  out-went  the  bounds  of  shamfastnesse  : 
None  is  discreet  at  all  times ;  no,  not  Jove 
Himselfe,  at  one  time,  can  be  wise,  and  Love. 


Faire  shewes  deceive. 

Smooth  was  the  Sea,  and  seem'd  to  call 
To  prettie  girles  to  play  withall : 
Who  padling  there,  the  Sea  soone  frown'd, 
And  on  a  sudden  both  were  drown'd. 
,    What  credit  can  we  give  to  seasj 

\Viro,  kiising,  kill  such  Saints  as  these  ? 


His  wish. 

Fat  be  my  Hinde ;  unlearned  be  my  wife ; 
PeacefuU  by  night ;  my  day  devoid  of  strife ; 
To  these  a  comely  off-spring  I  desire. 
Singing  about  my  everlasting  fire. 


Upon  Julia's  washing  her  self  in  the  tiver. 

How  fierce  was  I,  when  I  did  see 
My  Julia  wash  her  self  in  thee  ! 
So  Lillies  thorough  Christall  look  : 
So  purest  pebbles  in  the  brook  : 
As  in  the  'Siivex  Julia  did, 
Halfe  with  a  Lawne  of  water  hid, 
Into  thy  streames  my  self  I  threw, 
And  strugling  there,  I  kist  thee  too ; 
And  more  had  done  (it  is  confest) 
Had  not  thy  waves  forbad  the  rest. 


Hesperides,  295 

A  Meane  in  our  Meanes. 

Though  Frankinsense  the  Deities  require, 
We  must  not  give  all  to  the  hallowed  fire. 
Such  be  our  gifts,  and  such  be  our  expence, 
As  for  our  selves  to  leave  some  frankinsence. 

Upon  Clunn. 

A  rowle  of  Parchment  Clunn  about  him  bekres, 

Charg'd  with  the  Armes  of  all  his  Ancestors  : 

And  seems  halfe  ravisht,  when  he  looks  iipon 

That  Bar,  this  Bend ;  that  Fess,  this  Cheveron  ; 

This  Manch,  that  Moone  ;  this  Martlet,  and  that  Mound;     5 

This  counterchange  of  Perk  and  Diamond. 

What  joy  can  Clun  have  in  that  Coat,;  or  this, 

When  as  his  owne  still  out  at  elboes  is? 

Upon  Cupid. 

Love,  like  a  Beggar,  came  to  me 

With  Hose  and  Doublet  torne : 
His  Shirt  bedangling  from  his  knee, 

With  Hat  and  Shooes  out-worne. 

He  askt  an  almes ;  I  gave  him  bread,  5 

And  meat  too,  for  his  need : 
Of  which,  when  he  had  fully  fed. 

He  wished  me  all  Good  speed. 

Away  he  went,  but  as  he  turn'd 

(In  faith  I  know  not  how)  10 

He  toucht  me  so,  as  that  I  burn, 

And  am  tormented  now. 

Love's  silent  flames,  and  fires  obscure 
Then  crept  into  my  heart ;  !&■«»* 

And  though  I  saw  no  Bow,  I'm  sure,  ^^^fe        '  'S 
His  finger  was  the  dart.  CLi-Si'-  ■ 

Upon  Blisse.  \.^ 

Blisse  (last  night  drunk)  did  kisse  his  mothe 
Where  he  will  kisse  (next  drunk)  conjecture  ye. 


296  Hesperides . 

Upon  Burr. 

Burr  is  a  smell-feast,  and  a  man  alone, 
That  (where  meat  is)  will  be  a  hanger  on. 


Upon  Megg. 

Megg  yesterday  was  troubled  with  a  Pose, 
Which,  this  night  hardned,  sodders  up  her  nose. 


An  Hymne  to  Love. 

I  will  confesse 

With  Cheerfulnesse, 
Love  is  a  thing  so  likes  me. 

That  let  her  lay 

On  me  all  day,  5 

He  Jciss  the  hand  that  strikes  me. 

I  will  not,  I, 

Now  blubb'ring,  cry, 
It  (Ah !)  too  late  repents  me 

That  I  did  fall  10 

To  love  at  all, 
Since  love  so  much  contents  me. 

No,  no,  He  be 

In  fetters  free ; 
While  others  they  sit  wringing  15 

Their  hands  for  paine ; 

He  entertaine 
The  wounds  of  love  with  singing. 

With  Flowers  and  Wine, 

And  Cakes  Divine,  20 

To  strike  me  I  will  tempt  thee : 

Which  done;  no  more 

He  come  before 
Thee  and  thine  Altars  emptie. 


Hesperides,  297 


'To  his  honoured  and  most  Ingenious  friend 
Mr.  Charles  Cotton, 

For  brave  comportment,  wit  without  offence, 

Words  fully  flowing,  yet  of  influence  : 

Thou  art  that  man  of  men,  the  man  alone, 

Worthy  the  Publique  Admiration  : 

Who  with  thine  owne  eyes  read'st  what  we  doe  write, 

And  giv'st  our  Numbers  Euphonie,  and  weight. 

Tel'st  when  a  Verse  springs  high,  how  understood 

To  be,  or  not  borne  of  the  Royall-blood. 

What  State  above,  what  Symmetrie  below. 

Lines  have,  or  sho'd  have,  thou  the  best  canst  show. 

For  which  (my  Charles)  it  is  my  pride  to  be. 

Not  so  much  knowne,  as  to  be  lov'd  of  thee. 

Long  may  I  live  so,  and  my  wreath  of  Bayes, 

Be  lesse  anothers  Laurell,  then  thy  praise. 

Women  uselesse. 

What  need  we  marry  Women,  when 

Without  their  use  we  may  have  men  ? 

And  such  as  will  in  short  time  be. 

For  murder  fit,  or  mutinie  ; 

As  Cadmus  once  a  new  way  found, 

By  throwing  teeth  into  the  ground : 

(From  which  poore  seed,  and  rudely  sown) 

Sprung  up  a  War-like  Nation. 

So  let  us  Yron,  Silver,  Gold, 

Brasse,  Leade,  or  Tinne,  throw  into  th'  mould ; 

And  we  shall  see  in  Uttle  space 

Rise  up  of  men,  a  fighting  race. 

If  this  can  be,  say  then,  what  need 

Have  we  of  Women  or  their  seed  ? 

Love  is  a  sirrup. 

.Love  is  a  sirrup ;  and  who  er'e  we  see 
Sick  and  surcharg'd  with  this  sacietie  : 
Shall  by  this  pleasing  trespasse  quickly  prove, 
The/s  loathsomnesse  e'en  in  the  sweets  of  love. 


298  Hesperides. 

Leven. 

Love  is  a  Leven,  and  a  loving  kisse 
The  Leven  of  a  loving  sweet-heart  is. 

Repletion. 

Physitians  say  Repletion  springs 
More  from  the  sweet  then  sower  things. 

On  Himself e. 

Weepe  for  the  dead,  for  they  have  lost  this  light: 
And  weepe  for  me,  lost  in  an  endlesse  night. 
Or  mourne,  or  make  a  Marble  Verse  for  me. 
Who  writ  for  many.     Benedicite, 

.  No  man  without  Money. 

No  man  such  rare  parts  hath,  that  he  can  swim, 
If  favour  or  occasion  helpe.  not  him. 

On  Himselfe. 

Lost  to  the  world ;  lost  to  my  selfe ;  alone 
Here  now  I  rest  under  this  Marble  stone : 
In  depth  of  silence,  heard,  and  seene  of  none. 

To  M.  Leonard  Willan  his 

peculiar,  friend. 

I  will  be  short,  and  having  quickly  hurl'd 

This  line  about,  live  Thou  throughout  the  world ; 

Who  art  a  man  for  all  Sceanes ;  unto  whom 

(What's  hard  to  others)  nothing's  troublesome. 

Can'st  write  the  Comtek,  Tragick  straine,  and  fall 

From  these  to  penne  the  pleasing  Pastorall : 

Who  fli'st  at  all  heights  :  Prose  and  Verse  run'st  through  ; 

Find'st  here  a  fault,  and  mend'st  the  trespasse  too : 

For  which  I  might  extoll  thee,  but  speake  lesse. 

Because  thy  selfe  art  comming  to  the  Presse : 

And  then  sho'd  I  in  praising  thee  be  slow, 

Posterity  will  pay  thee  what  I  owe. 


Hesperides.  299 

To  his  worthy  friend  M.  John  Hall, 
Student  of  Greiyes-Inne. 

Tell  me  young  man,  or  did  the  Muses  bring 

Thee  lesse  to  taste,  then  to  drink  up  their  spring ; 

That  none  hereafter  sho'd  be  thought,  or  be 

A  Poet,  or  a  Poet-like  but  Thee. 

What  was  thy  Birth,  thy  starre  that  makes  thee  knowne,      5 

At  twice  ten  yeares,  a  prime  and  publike  one  ? 

Tell  us  thy  Nation,  kindred,  or  the  whence 

Thou  had'st,  and  hast  thy  mighty  influence, 

That  makes  thee  lov'd,  and  of  the  men  desir'd, 

And  no  lesse  prais'd,  then  of  the  maides  admir'd.  10 

Put  on  thy  Laurell  then ;  and  in  that  trimme 

Be  thou  Apollo,  or  the  type  of  him  : 

Or  let  the  Unshorne  God  lend  thee  his  Lyre, 

And  next  to  him,  be  Master  of  the  Quire. 

To  Julia. 

Offer  thy  gift ;  but  first  the  Law  commands 
Thee  _/«//'«,  first,  to  sanctifie  thy  hands  : 
Doe  that  my  Julia  which  the  rites  require, 
Then  boldly  give  thine  incense  to  the  fire. 

To  the  most  comely  and  proper 
M.  Elizabeth  Finch. 

Hansome  you  are,  and  Proper  you  will  be 

Despight  of  all  your  infortunitie  : 

Live  long  and  lovely,  but  yet  grow  no  lesse 

In  that  your  owne  prefixed  comelinesse  : 

Spend  on  that  stock  :  and  when  your  life  must  fall,  5 

Leave  others  Beauty,  to  set  up  withall. 

Upon  Ralph. 

Ralph  pares  his  nayles,  his  warts,  his  comes,  and  Ralph 
In  sev'rall  tills,  and  boxes  keepes  'em  safe ; 
Instead  of  Harts-horne  (if  he  speakes  the  troth) 
To  make  a  lustie-gellie  for  his  broth. 


300  Hesperides. 


2o  his  Booke. 

If  hap  it  must,  that  I  must  see  thee  lye 
^isyrius-like  all  torne  confusedly  ; 
With  solemne  tears,  and  with  much  grief  of  heart, 
He  recollect  thee  (weeping)  part  by  part ; 
And  having  washt  thee,  close  thee  in  a  chest 
With  spice ;  that  done,  He  leave  thee  to  thy  rest. 


TO    THE    KING, 

upon  his  welcome  to  Hampton-Court. 

Sei  and  Sung. 

Welcome,  Great  Cesar,  welcome  now  you  are, 

As  dearest  Peace,  after  destructive  Warre  : 

Welcome  as  sliimbers ;  or  as  beds  of  ease 

After  our  long,  and  peevish  sicknesses. 

O  Pompe  of  Glory  !  Welcome  now,  and  come  5 

To  re-possess  once  more  your  long'd-for  home. 

A  thousand  Altars  smoake ;  a  thousand  thighes 

Of  Beeves  here  ready  stand  for  Sacrifice. 

Enter  and  prosper ;  while  our  eyes  doe  waite 

For  an  Ascendent  throughly  Auspicate :  10 

Under  which  sigue  we  may  the  former  stone 

Lay  of  our  safeties  new  foundation  : 

That  done ;  O  Cesar,  live,  and  be  to  us. 

Our  Fate,  our  Fortune,  and  our  Genius  ; 

To  whose  free  knees  we  may  our  temples  tye  15 

As  to  a  still  protecting  Deitie. 

That  sho'd  you  stirre,  we  and  our  Altars  too 

May  {Great  Augustus)  goe  along  with  You. 

Char.  Long  live  the  King ;  and  to  accomplish  this, 

We'i  from  our  owne,  adde  far  more  years  to  his.  20 


Hesperides.  301 

Ultimus  Heroum  : 
OR, 

To  the  most  learned,  and  to  the  right  Honourahk, 
Henry,  Marquesse  o/"  Dorchester. 

And  as  time  past  when  Cato  the  Severe 

Entred  the  circumspacious  Theater  ; 

In  reverence  of  his  person,  every  one 

Stood  as  he  had  been  turn'd  from  flesh  to  stone  : 

E'ne  so  my  numbers  will  astonisht  be  5 

If  but  lookt  on  ;  struck  dead,  if  scan'd  by  Thee. 

To  his  Muse,  another  to  the  same. 
Tell  that  Brave  Man,  fain  thou  wo'dst  have  access 
To  kiss  his  hands,  but  that  for  fearfullness ; 
Or  else  because  th'  art  like  a  modest  Bride, 
Ready  to  blush  to  death,  sho'd  he  but  chide. 

Upon  Vineger. 
Vineger  is  no  other  I  define, 
Then  the  dead  Corps,  or  carkase  of  the  Wine. 

Upon  Mudge. 
Mudge  every  morning  to  the  Postern  comes, 
(His  teeth  all  out)  to  rince  and  wash  his  gummes. 

To  his  learned  friend  M.  Jo.  Harmar,  Phisitian 

to  the  Colledge  of  Westminster. 
When  first  I  find  those  Numbers  thou  do'st  write  ; 
To  be  most  soft,.terce,  sweet,  and  perpolite : 
Next,  when  I  see  Thee  towring  in  the  skie, 
In  an  expansion  no  less  large,  then  high ; 
Then,  in  that  compass,  sayling  here  and  there,  5 

And  with  Circumgyration  every  where ; 
Following  with  love  and  active  heate  thy  game. 
And  then  at  last  to  truss  the  Epigram  ; 
I  must  confess,  distinction  none  I  see 
Between  Domitians  Martiall  then,  and  Thee.  10 

But  this  I  know,  should  _/«/«/feragen 
Descend  from  heaven,  to  re-converse  with  men  ; 
The  Romane  Language  full,  and  superfine, 
\lJove  wo'd  speake,  he  wo'd  accept  of  thine. 


302  .  Hesperides. 

Upon  his  Spaniell  Tracie. 

Now  thou  art  dead,  no  eye  shall  ever  see, 
For  shape  and  service,  Spaniell  like  to  thee. 
This  shall  my  love  doe,  give  thy  sad  death  one 
Teare,  that  deserves  of  me  a  million. 

The  deluge. 

Drowning,  drowning,  I  espie 
Coming  from  my  Julia's  eye  : 
'Tis  some  solace  in  our  smart, 
To  have  friends  to  beare  a  part : 
I  have  none  ;  but  must  be  sure 
Th'  inundation  to  endure. 
Shall  not  times  hereafter  tell 
This  for  no  meane  miracle ; 
When  the  waters  by  their  fall 
Threatn'd  ruine  unto  all  ? 
Yet  the  deluge  here  was  known^ 
Of  a  world  to  drowne  but  One. 

Upon  Lupes. 

Lupes  for  the  outside  of  his  suite  has  paide  ; 
But  for  his  heart,  he  cannot  have  it  made : 
The  reason  is,  his  credit  cannot  get 
The  inward  carbage  for  his  cloathes  as  yet. 

Raggs. 

What  are  our  patches,  tatters,  raggs,  and  Tents, 
But  the  base  dregs  and  lees  of  vestiments  ? 

Strength  to  support  Soveraignty. 

Let  Kings  and  Rulers,  learne  this  line  from  me  ; 
Where  power  is  weake,  unsafe  is  Majestie. 

Upon  Tubbs. 

For  thirty  yeares,  Tubbs  has  been  proud  and  poor  ; 
'Tis  now  his  habit,  which  he  can't  give  ore. 


Hesperides.  303 

Crutches. 

Thou  seest  me  Lucia  this  year  droope, 

Three  ZodiaksfiWA.  more  I  shall  stoope ; 

Let  Crutches  then  provided  be 

To  shore  up  my  debilitie. 

Then  while  thou  laugh'st ;  He,  sighing,  crie,  5 

A  Ruine  underpropt  am  I : 

Do'n  will  I  then  my  Beadstnans  gown. 

And  when  so  feeble  I  am  grown. 

As  my  weake  shoulders  cannot  beare 

The  burden  of  a  Grashopper :  10 

Yet  with  the  bench  of  aged  sires. 

When  I  and  they  keep  tearmly  fires  ; 

With  my  weake  voice  He  sing,  or  say 

Some  Odes  I  made  of  Lucia  : 

Then  will  I  heave  my  wither'd  hand  15 

To  Jove  the  Mighty  for  to  stand 

Thy  faithfull  friend,  and  to  poure  downe 

Upon  thee  many  a  Benizon. 

To  Julia. 

Holy  waters  hither  bring 

For  the  sacred  sprinkling  : 

Baptize  me  and  thee,  and  so 

Let  us  to  the  Altar  go. 

And  (ere  we  our  rites  commence)  5 

Wash  our  hands  in  innocence. 

Then  I'le  be  the  Rex  Sacrorum, 

Thou  the  Queen  of  Peace  and  Quorum. 

Upon  Case. 

Case  is  a  Lawyer,  that  near  pleads  alone. 

But  when  he  hears  the  like  confusion, 

As  when  the  disagreeing  Commons  throw 

About  their  House,  their  clamorous  I,  or  No  : 

Then  Case,  as  loud  as  any  Serjant  there,  5 

Cries  out,  (my  lord,  my  Lord)  the  Case  is  clear : 

But  when  all's  hush't,  Case  then  a  fish  more  mute, 

Bestirs  his  Hand,  but  starves  in  hand  the  Suite. 


3  ©4  Hesperides. 


To  Perenna. 

I  a  Dirge  will  pen  for  thee  ; 
Thou  a  Trentall  make  for  me : 
That  the  Monks  and  Fryers  together, 
Here  may  sing  the  rest  of  either : 
Next,  I'm  sure,  the  Nuns  will  have 
Candlemas  to  grace  the  Grave. 

To  his  Sister  in  Law,  M.  Susanna  Herrlck. 

The  Person  crowns  the  Place  ;  your  lot  doth  fall 
Last,  yet  to  be  with  These  a  Principall. 
How  ere  it  fortuned  ;  know  for  Truth,  I  meant 
You  a  fore-leader  in  this  Testament. 

Upon  the  Lady  Crew. 

This  Stone  can  tell  the  storie  of  my  life, 
What  was  my  Birth,  to  whom  I  was  a  Wife : 
In  teeming  years,  how  soon  my  Sun  was  set. 
Where  now  I  rest,  these  may  be  knpwn  by  Jet. 
For  other  things,  my  many  Children  be. 
The  best  and  truest  Chronicles  of  me. 

On  Tomasin  Parsons. 

Grow  up  in  Beauty,  as  thou  do'st  begin. 
And  be  of  all  admired,  Tomasin. 

Ceremony  upon  Candlemas  Eve. 

Down  with  the  Rosemary,  and  so 
Down  with  the  Baies,  &  misletoe  : 
Down  with  the  Holly,  Ivie,  all. 
Wherewith  ye  drest  the  Christmas  Hall : 
That  so  the  superstitious  find 
No  one  least  Branch  there  left  behind : 
For  look  how  many  leaves  there  be 
Neglected  there  (maids  trust  to  me) 
So  many  Goblins  you  shall  see. 

Ceremony  upon  Candlemas  Eve.     5  superstitious]  Misprinted  superstions 


Hesperides.  305 


Suspicion  makes  secure. 

He  that  will  live  of  all  cares  dispossest, 
Must  shun  the  bad,  I,  and  suspect  the  bept. 

Upon  Spokes. 

Spokes  when  he  sees  a  rested  Pig,  he  swears 
Nothing  he  loves  on't  but  the  chaps  and  ears  : 
But  carve  to  him  the  fat  flanks ;  and  he  shall 
Rid  these,  and  those,  and  part  by  part  eat  all. 

To  his  kinsman  M.  Tho:  Herrick,  who 
desired  to  be  in  his  Book. 

Welcome  to  this  my  Colledge,  and  though  late 
Tha'st  got  a  place  here  (standing  candidate) 
It  matters  not,  since  thou  art  chosen  one 
Here  of  my  great  and  good  foundation. 

A  Bucolick  betwixt  Two :  Lacon  and  Thyrsis. 

Lacon.  For  a  kiss  or  two,  confesse, 

What  doth  cause  this  pensiveness  ? 

Thou  most  lovely  Neat-heardesse  : 

Why  so  lonely  on  the  hill  ? 

Why  thy  pipe  by  thee  so  still,  5 

That  ere  while  was  heard  so  shrill  ? 

Tell  me,  do  thy  kine  now  fail 

To  fulfill  the  milkin-paile  ? 

Say,  what  is't  that  thou  do'st  aile  ? 

Thyr.  None  of  these ;  but  out,  alas  !  10 

A  mischance  is  come  to  pass, 
And  I'le  tell  thee  what  it  was  : 
See  mine  eyes  are  weeping  ripe. 
Lacon.  Tell,  and  I'le  lay  down  my  Pipe. 

Thyr.   I  have  lost  my  lovely  steere,  15 

That  to  me  was  far  more  deer 
Then  these  kine,  which  I  milke  here. 
Broad  of  fore-head,  large  of  eye, 
Party  colour'd  like  a  Pie ; 
Smooth  in  each  limb  as  a  die  ;  ao 

917.2  X 


3  o  6  Hesperides. 


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,  Daisie  rings,  a  5 

Enterplac't  with  ribbanings. 

Faultless  every  way  for  shape ; 

Not  a  straw  co'd  him  escape ; 

Ever  gamesome  as  an  ape : 

But  yet  harmless  as  a  sheep.  30 

(Pardon,  Lacon  if  I  weep) 

Tears  will  spring,  where  woes  are  deep. 

Now  (ai  me)  (ai  me.)    Last  night 

Came  a  mad  dog,  and  did  bite, 

I,  and  kil'd  my  dear  delight.  35 

Lacon.  Alack  for  grief ! 
Thyr.  But  I'le  be  brief. 

Hence  I  must,  for  time  doth  call 
Me,  and  my  sad  Play-mates  all. 
To  his  Ev'ning  Funerall.  40 

Live  long,  Lacon,  so  cidew. 
Lacon.  Mournfull  maid  farewell  to  you  j 
Earth  afford  ye  flowers  to  strew. 

Upon  Sapho. 

Look  upon  Saphds  lip,  and  you  will  swear, 
There  is  a  love-like-leven  rising  there. 

Upon  Faunus. 

We  read  how  Faunus,  he  the  shepheards  God, 
His  wife  to  death  whipt  with  a  Mirtle  Hod. 
The  Rod  (perhaps)  was  better'd  by  the  name ; 
But  had  it  been  of  Birch,  the  death's  the  same. 

The  Quintell. 

Up  with  the  Quintill,  that  the  Rout, 
May  fart  for  joy,  as  well  as  shout : 
Either's  welcome,  Stinke  or  Civ  * 
If  we  take  it,  as  they  give  it. 


Hesperides.  307 


A  Bachanalian  Verse. 

1.  Drinke  up 
Your  Cup, 

But  not  spill  Wine ; 
For  if  you 
Do, 
'Tis  an  ill  signe ; 

2.  That  we 
Foresee, 

You  are  cloy'd  here, 
If  so,  no 
Hoe, 
But  avoid  here. 

Care  a  good  keeper. 

Care  keepes  the  Conquest ;  'tis  no  lesse  renowne, 
To  keepe  a  Citie,  then  to  winne  a  Towne. 

Rules  for  our  reach. 

Men  must  have  Bounds  how  farre  to  walke ;  for  we 
Are  made  farre  worse,  by  lawless  liberty. 

To  Biancha. 

Ah  Biancha  !  now  I  see. 
It  is  Noone  and  past  with  me  : 
In  a  while  it  will  strike  one ; 
Then  Biancha,  I  am  gone. 
Some  effusions  let  me  have, 
Offer'd  on  my  holy  Grave ; 
Then,  Biancha,  let  me  rest 
With  my  face  towards  the  East. 

To  the  handsome  Mistresse  Grace  Potter. 

As  is  your  name,  so  is  your  comely  face, 
Toucht  every  where  with  such  diffused  grace. 
As  that  in  all  that  admirable  round, 
There  is  not  one  least  solecisme  found ; 
And  as  that  part,  so  every  portion  else, 
Keepes  line  for  line  with  Beauties  Parallels. 
X  2 


3  o  8  Hesperides. 


Anacreontike. 

I  must 

Not  trust 
Here  to  any ; 

Bereav'd, 

Deceiv'd  5 

By  so  many : 

As  one 

Undone 
By  my  losses ; 

Comply  lo 

Willi 
With  my  crosses. 

Yet  still 

I  will 
Not  be  grieving ;  15 

Since  thence 

And  hence 
Comes  relieving. 

But  this 

Sweet  is  20 

In  our  mourning ; 

Times  bad 

And  sad 
Are  a  turning : 

And  he  as 

Whom  we 
See  dejected ; 

Next  day 

Wee  may 
See  erected.  30 


More  modest,  more  manly. 

'Tis  still  observ'd,  those  men  most  valiant  are, 
That  are  most  modest  ere  they  come  to  warre. 

Not  to  covet  much  where  little  is  the  charge. 

Why  sho'd  we  covet  much,  when  as  we  know, 
Wave  more  to  beare  our  charge,  then  way  to  go  ? 


Hesperides.  309 


Anacrontick  Verse. 

Brisk  methinks  I  am,  and  fine, 
When  I  drinke  my  capring  wine  : 
Then  to  love  I  do  encline ; 
When  I  drinke  my  wanton  wine : 
And  I  wish  all  maidens  mine, 
When  I  drinke  my  sprightly  wine  : 
Well  I  sup,  and  well  I  dine, 
When  I  drinke  my  frolick  wine  : 
But  I  languish,  lowre,  and  Pine, 
When  I  want  my  fragrant  wine. 

Upon  Pennie. 

Brown  bread  Tom  Pennie  eates,  and  must  of  right. 
Because  his  stock  will  not  hold  out  for  white. 


Patience  in  Princes. 

Kings  must  not  use  the  Axe  for  each  offence  : 
Princes  cure  some  faults  by  their  patience, 

Feare  gets  force. 

Despaire  takes  heart,  when  ther's  no  hope  to  speed : 
The  Coward  then  takes  Armes,  and  do's  the  deed. 

Parcell-gir  t-Poetry. 

Let's  strive  to  be  the  best ;  the  Gods,  we  know  it. 
Pillars  and  men,  hate  an  indifferent  Poet. 

Upon  Love^  by  way  of  question  and  answer. 

I  bring  ye  Love,    Quest.  What  will  love  do  ? 

Ans.  Like,  and  dishke  ye  : 
I  bring  ye  love :     Quest.  What  will  Love  do  ? 

Ans.  Stroake  ye  to  strike  ye. 
I  bring  ye  love  :     Quest.  What  will  Love  do  ? 

Ans.  Love  will  be-foole  ye : 
I  bring  ye  love :     Quest.  What  will  love  do  ? 

Ans.  Heate  ye  to  coole  ye : 


3  I  o  Hesperide^. 


I  bring  ye  love  :     Quest.  What  will  love  do  ? 

Ans.  Love  gifts  will  send  ye  :  lo 

I  bring  ye  love  :     Quest.  What  will  love  do  ? 

Ans.  Stock  ye  to  spend  ye  : 
I  bring  ye  love  :     Quest.  What  will  love  do  ? 

Ans.  Love  will  fulfill  ye : 
I  bring  ye  love  :     Quest.  What  will  love  do  ?  15 

Ans.  Kisse  ye,  to  kill  ye. 

To  the  Lord  Hopton,  on  his  fight  in  Cornwall. 

Go  on  brave  Hopton,  to  effectuate  that 
Which  wee,  and  times  to  come,  shall  wonder  at. 
Lift  up  thy  Sword  ;  next,  suffer  it  to  fall. 
And  by  that  One  blow  set  an  end  to  all. 

His  Grange. 

How  well  contented  in  this  private  Grange 
Spend  I  my  life  (that's  subject  unto  change  :) 
Under  whose  Roofe  with  Mosse-worke  wrought,  there  I 
Kisse  my  Brown  wife,  and  black  Posterity. 

Leprosie  in  houses. 

When  to  a  House  I  come,  and  see 

The  Genius  wastefull,  more  then  free  : 

The  servants  thumb lesse,  yet  to  eat, 

With  lawlesse  tooth  the  floure  of  wheate  : 

The  Sonnes  to  suck  the  milke  of  Kine,  5 

More  then  the  teats  of  Discipline  : 

The  Daughters  wild  and  loose  in  dresse  ; 

Their  cheekes  unstain'd  with  shamefac'tnesse : 

The  Husband  drunke,  the  Wife  to  be 

A  Baud  to  incivility  :  10 

I  must  confesse,  I  there  descrie, 

A  House  spred  through  with  Leprosie. 

Good  manners  at  meat. 
This  rule  of  manners  I  will  teach  my  guests, 
To  come  with  their  own  bellies  unto  feasts  : 
Not  to  eat  equall  portions  ;  but  to  rise 
Farc't  with  the  food,  that  may  themselves  suflfice. 


Hesperides.  311 


Anthea's  Retractation. 

Anthea  laught,  and  fearing  lest  excesse 
Might  stretch  the  cords  of  civill  comeh'nesse  : 
She  with  a  dainty  blush  rebuk't  her  face ; 
And  cal'd  each  line  back  to  his  rule  and  space. 


Comforts  in  Crosses. 

Be  not  dismaide,  though  crosses  cast  thee  downe ; 
Thy  fall  is  but  the  rising  to  a  Crowne. 


Seeke  and  finde. 

Attempt  the  end,  and  never  stand  to  doubt ; 
Nothings  so  hard,  but  search  will  find  it  out. 


Rest. 

On  with  thy  worke,  though  thou  beest  hardly  prest ; 
Labour  is  held  up,  by  the  hope  of  rest. 


Leprosie  in  Chathes. 

When  flowing  garments  I  behold 

Enspir'd  with  Purple,  Pearle,  and  Gold; 

I  think  no  other  but  I  see 

In  them  a  glorious  leprosie 

That  do's  infect,  and  make  the  rent 

More  mortall  in  the  vestiment. 

Asflowrie  vestures  doe  descrie 

The  wearers  rich  immodestie ; 

So  plaine  and  simple  cloathes  doe  show 

Where  vertue  walkes,  not  those  that  flow. 


Upon  Buggins. 

Buggins  is  Drunke  all  night,  all  day  he  sleepes  ; 
This  is  the  Levell-coyle  that  Buggins  keeps. 


312  Hesperides. 


Great  MaladieSy  long  Medicines. 

To  an  old  scare  a  long  cure  must  goe  on  ; 
Great  faults  require  great  satisfaction. 


His  Answer  to  a  friend. 

You  aske  me  what  I  doe,  and  how  I  live  ? 
And  (Noble  friend)  this  answer  I  must  give : 
Drooping,  I  draw  on  to  the  vaults  of  death, 
Or'e  which  you'l  walk,  when  I  am  laid  beneath. 


'The  Begger. 

Shall  I  a  daily  Begger  be, 

For  loves  sake  asking  almes  of  thee  ? 

Still  shall  I  crave,  and  never  get 

A  hope  of  my  desired  bit  ? 

Ah  cruell  maides  !    He  goe  my  way, 

Whereas  (perchance)  my  fortunes  may 

Finde  out  a  Threshold  or  a  doore. 

That  may  far  sooner  speed  the  poore  : 

Where  thrice  we  knock,  and  none  will  heare, 

Cold  comfort  still  I'm  sure  lives  there. 


Bastards. 

Our  Bastard-children  are  but  like  to  Plate, 
Made  by  the  Coyners  illegitimate. 


His  change. 

My  many  cares  and  much  distress. 
Has  made  me  like  a  wilderness : 
Or  (discompos'd)  I'm  like  a  rude. 
And  all  confused  multitude : 
Out  of  my  comely  manners  worne ; 
And  as  in  meanes,  in  minde  all  torne. 


Hesperides.  313 


The  Vision. 

Me  thought  I  saw  (as  I  did  dreame  in  bed) 
A  crawling  Vine  about  Anacreons  head  : 
Flusht  was  his  face ;  his  haires  with  oyle  did  shine ; 
And  as  he  spake,  his  mouth  ranne  ore  with  wine. 
Tipled  he  was ;  and  tipling  lispt  withall ; 
And  lisping  reeld,  and  reeling  like  to  fall 
A  young  Enchantresse  close  by  him  did  stand 
Tapping  his  plump  thighes  with  a  mirtle  wand : 
She  smil'd ;  he  kist ;  and  kissing,  cull'd  her  too ; 
And  being  cup-shot,  more  he  co'd  not  doe. 
For  which  (me  thought)  in  prittie  anger  she 
Snatcht  off  his  Crown,  and  gave  the  wreath  to  me : 
Since  when  (me  thinks)  my  braines  about  doe  swim, 
And  I  am  wilde  and  wanton  like  to  him. 


A  vow  to  Venus. 

Happily  I  had  a  sight 
Of  my  dearest  deare  last  night ; 
Make  her  this  day  smile  on  me. 
And  He  Roses  give  to  thee. 

On  his  Booke. 

The  bound  (almost)  now  of  my  book  I  see 
But  yet  no  end  of  those  therein  or  me : 
Here  we  begin  new  life ;  while  thousands  quite 
Are  lost,  and  theirs,  in  everlasting  night. 

A  sonnet  of  Perilla. 

Then  did  I  live  when  I  did  see 
Perilla  smile  on  none  but  me. 
But  (ah !)  by  starres  malignant  crost. 
The  life  I  got  I  quickly  lost : 
But  yet  a  way  there  doth  remaine, 
For  me  embalm'd  to  live  againe ; 
And  that's  to  love  me ;  in  which  state 
He  live  as  one  Regenerate. 


314  Hesperides. 

Bad  may  be  better. 

Man  may  at  first  transgress,  but  next  do  well : 
Vice  doth  in  some  but  lodge  awhile,  not  dwell. 


Posting  to  Printing. 

Let  others  to  the  Printing  Presse  run  fast, 
Since  after  death  comes  glory,  lie  not  haste. 

Rapine  brings  Ruine. 

What's  got  by  Justice  is  establisht  sure  ; 
No  Kingdomes  got  by  Rapine  long  endure. 

Comfort  to  a  youth  that  had  lost  his  Love. 

What  needs  complaints. 
When  she  a  place 
Has  with  the  race 

Of  Saints  ? 
In  endlesse  mirth,  5 

She  thinks  not  on 
What's  said  or  done 

In  earth : 
She  sees  no  teares. 

Or  any  tone  lo 

Of  thy  deep  grone 

She  heares : 
Nor  do's  she  minde. 
Or  think  on't  now, 
That  ever  thou  15 

Wast  kind. 
But  chang'd  above, 
She  likes  not  there. 
As  she  did  here. 

Thy  Love.  20 

Forbeare  therefore. 
And  Lull  asleepe 
Thy  woes  and  weep 

No  more. 


Hesperides.  315 

Upon  Boreman.     Epig. 

Boreman  takes  tole,  cheats,  flatters,  lyes,  yet  Boreman, 
For  all  the  Divell  helps,  will  be  a  poore  man. 


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Saint  Distaffs  day,  or  the  morrow  after 
Twelfth  day. 

Partly  worke  and  partly  play 

Ye  must  on  S.  ^Distaffs  day : 

From  the  Plough  soone  free  your  teame ; 

Then  come  home  and  fother  them. 

If  the  Maides  a  spinning  goe, 

Burne  the  flax,  and  fire  the  tow : 

Scorch  their  plackets,  but  beware 

That  ye  singe  no  maiden-haire. 

Bring  in  pailes  of  water  then, 

Let  the  Maides  bewash  the  men. 

Give  S.  Distaffe  all  the  right. 

Then  bid  Christmas  s^oxt  good-night ; 

And  next  morrow,  every  one 

To  his  owne  vocation. 

Sufferance. 

In  the  hope  of  ease  to  come, 
Let's  endure  one  Martyrdome. 

His  teares  to  Thamasis. 

I  send,  I  send  here  my  supremest  kiss 
To  thee  my  silver  footed  Thamasis. 
No  more  shall  I  reiterate  thy  Strand, 
Whereon  so  many  Stately  Structures  stand  : 
Nor  in  the  summers  sweeter  evenings  go, 
To  bath  in  thee  (as  thousand  others  doe.) 
No  more  shall  I  a  long  thy  christall  glide. 
In  Barge  (with  boughes  and  rushes  beautifi'd) 
With  soft-smooth  Virgins  (for  our  chast  disport) 
To  Richmond,  Kingstone,  and  to  Hampton-Court : 
Never  againe  shall  I  with  Finnie-Ore 
Put  from,  or  draw  unto  the  faithfull  shore : 


3  1 6  Hesperides. 


And  Landing  here,  or  safely  Landing  there, 

Make  way  to  my  Beloved  Westminster : 

Or  to  the  Golden-cheap-side,  where  the  earth  ij 

Oi  Julia  Herrick  gave  to  me  my  Birth. 

May  all  clean  Nimphs  and  curious  water  Dames, 

With  Swan-like-state,  flote  up  &  down  thy  streams : 

No  drought  upon  thy  wanton  waters  fall 

To  make  them  Leane,  and  languishing  at  all.  ao 

No  ruffling  winds  come  hither  to  discease 

Thy  pure,  and  Silver-wristed  Naides. 

Keep  up  your  state  ye  streams ;  and  as  ye  spring, 

Never  make  sick  your  Banks  by  surfeiting. 

Grow  young  with  Tydes,  and  though  I  see  ye  never,  25 

Receive  this  vow,  so  fare-ye-well for  ever. 


Pardons. 

Those  ends  in  War  the  best  contentment  bring. 
Whose  Peace  is  made  up  with  a  Pardoning. 


Peace  not  Permanent. 

Great  Cities  seldome  rest:  If  there  be  none 

T'' invade  from  far:  They'lfi.nde  worse  foes  at  home. 


Truth  and  Errour. 

Twixt  Truth  and  Errour,  there's  this  difference  known, 
Errour  isfruitfull,  Truth  is  onely  one. 


Things  mortall  still  mutable. 

Things  are  uncertain,  and  the  more  we  get. 
The  more  on  ycie  pavements  we  are  set. 

Studies  to  be  supported. 

Studies  themselves  will  languish  and  decay, 
When  either  price,  or  praise  is  ta'ne  away. 


Hesperides.  317 

Wit  punisht^  prospers  most. 

Dread  not  the  shackles  :  on  with  thine  intent ; 
Good  wits  get  more  fame  by  their  punishment. 


Twelfe  night,  or  King  and  Queeiie. 

Now,  now  the  mirth  comes 

With  the  cake  full  of  plums, 
Where  Beane's  the  Xing  of  the  sport  here ; 

Beside  we  must  know. 

The  Pea  also  5 

Must  revell,  as  Queene,  in  the  Court  here. 

Begin  then  to  chuse, 

(This  night  as  ye -use) 
Who  shall  for  the  present  delight  here. 

Be  a  Xing  by  the  lot,  lo 

And  who  shall  not 
Be  Twelfe-day  Queene  for  the  night  here. 

Which  knowne,  let  us  make 

Joy-sops  with  the  cake ; 
And  let  not  a  man  then  be  seen  here,  15 

Who  unurg'd  will  not  drinke 

To  the  base  from  the  brink 
A  health  to  the  King  and  the  Queene  here. 

Next  crowne  the  bowle  full 

With  gentle  lambs-wooll ;  30 

Adde  sugar,  nutmeg  and  ginger. 

With  store  of  ale  too ; 

And  thus  ye  must  doe 
To  make  the  wassaile  a  swinger. 

Give  then  to  the  King  25 

And  Queene  wassailing ; 
And  though  with  ale  j#  be  whet  here ; 

Yet  part  ye  from  hence, 

As  free  from  offence. 
As  when  ye  innocent  met  here.  30 


3 1 8  Hesperides. 


His  desire. 

Give  me  a  man  that  is  not  dull, 
When  all  the  world  with  rifts  is  full : 
But  unamaz'd  dares  clearely  sing, 
When  as  the  roof's  a  tottering  : 
And,  though  it  falls,  continues  still 
Tickling  the  Citterne  with  his  quill. 


Caution  in  Councelk 

Know  when  to  speake ;  for  many  times  it  brings 
Danger  to  give  the  best  advice  to  Kings. 


Moderation. 

Let  moderation  on  thy  passions  waite 

Who  loves  too  much,  too  much  the  lov'd  will  hate. 


Advice  the  best  actor. 

Still  take  advice  ;  though  counsels  when  they  fly e 
At  randome,  sometimes  hit  most  happily. 


Conformity  is  Comely. 

Conformity  gives  comelinesse  to  things. 
And  equall  shares  exclude  all  murmerings. 


Lawes. 

Who  violates  the  Customes,  hurts  the  Health, 
Not  of  one  man,  but  ail  the  Common-wealth. 


The  meane, 

Tis  much  among  the  filthy  to  be  clean ; 
Our  heat  of  youth  can  hardly  keep  the  mean. 


Hesperides.  319 


Like  loves  his  like. 

Like  will  to  like,  each  Creature  loves  his  kinde ; 
Chaste  words  proceed  still  from  a  bashfull  minde. 

His  hope  or  sheat- Anchor. 

Among  these  Tempests  great  and  manifold 
My  Ship  has  here  one  only  Anchor-hold ; 
That  is  my  hope ;  which  if  that  slip,  I'm  one 
Wildred  in  this  vast  watry  Region. 

Comfort  in  Calamity. 

Tis  no  discomfort  in  the  world  to  fall. 

When  the  great  Crack  not  Crushes  one,  but  all. 

Twilight. 

The  Twi-light  is  no  other  thing  (we  say) 

Then  Night  now  gone,  and  yet  not  sprung  the  Day. 

False  Mourning. 

He  who  wears  Blacks,  and  mournes  not  for  the  Dead, 
Do's  but  deride  the  Party  buried. 

The  will  makes  the  work,  or  consent 
makes  the  Cure. 

No  grief  is  grown  so  desperate,  but  the  ill 
Is  halfe  way  cured,  if  the  party  will. 

Diet. 

If  wholsome  Diet  can  re-cure  a  man, 
What  need  of  Physick,  or  Physitian  ? 

Smart. 

Stripes  justly  given  yerk  us  (with  their  fall) 
But  causelesse  whipping  smarts  the  most  of  all. 


3  2  o  Hesperides. 


The  Tinker's  Song. 

Along,  come  along, 
Let's  meet  in  a  throng 

Here  of  Tinkers ; 
And  quaffe  up  a  Bowie 
As  big  as  a  Cowle  5 

To  Beer  Drinkers. 
The  Pole  of  the  Hop 
Place  in  the  Ale-shop 

to  Bethwack  us ; 
If  ever  we  think  lo 

So  much  as  to  drink 

Unto  Bcicchus. 
Who  frolick  will  be. 
For  little  cost  he 

Must  not  vary,  15 

From  Beer-broth  at  all, 
So  much  as  to  call 

For  Canary. 

Hh  Comfort. 

The  only  comfort  of  my  life 

Is,  that  I  never  yet  had  wife ; 

Nor  will  hereafter ;  since  I  know 

Who  Weds,  ore-buyes  his  weal  with  woe. 

Sincerity. 

Wash  clean  the  Vessell,  lest  ye  soure 
What  ever  Liquor  in  "ye  powre. 

To  Anthea. 

Sick  is  Anthea,  sickly  is  the  spring. 

The  Primrose  sick,  and  sickly  every  thing : 

The  while  my  deer  Anthea  do's  but  droop, 

The  Tulips,  Lillies,  Daffadills  do  stoop ; 

But  when  again  sh'as  got  her  healthfull  houre,  s 

Each  bending  then,  will  rise  a  proper  flower. 


Hesperides,  321 

Nor  buying  or  selling. 

Now,  if  you  love  me,  tell  me. 
For  as  I  will  not  sell  ye, 
So  not  one  cross  to  buy  thee 
lie  give,  if  thou  deny  me. 

To  his  peculiar  friend  M.  Jo:  Wicks. 

Since  shed  or  Cottage  I  have  none, 

I  sing  the  more,  that  thou  hast  one ; 

To  whose  glad  threshold,  and  free  door 

I  may  a  Poet  come,  though  poor ; 

And  eat  with  thee  a  savory  bit,  S 

Paying  but  common  thanks  for  it. 

Yet  sho'd  I  chance,  (my  Wicks)  to  see 

An  over-leven-looks  in  thee. 

To  soure  the  Bread,  and  turn  the  Beer 

To  an  exalted  vineger ;  lo 

Or  sho'dst  thou  prize  me  as  a  Dish 

Of  thrice-boyl'd-worts,  or  third  dayes  fish ; 

I'de  rather  hungry  go  and  come. 

Then  to  thy  house  be  Burdensome ; 

Yet,  in  my  depth  of  grief,  I'de  be  15 

One  that  sho'd  drop  his  Beads  for  thee. 

The  more  mighty^  the  more  mercifull. 

Who  may  do  most,  do's  least:  The  bravest  will 
Shew  mercy  there,  where  they  have  fower  to  kill. 

After  Autumne,  Winter. 

Die  ere  long  I'm  sure,  I  shall ; 
After  leaves,  the  tree  must  fall. 


A  good  death. 

For  truth  I  may  this  sentence  tell. 
No  man  dies  ill,  that  liveth  well. 

To  his  peculiar  friend.     8  looks]   Perhaps  we  should  read  looks 
9i7.a  Y 


32  2  Hesperides. 

Recompence. 

Who  plants  an  Olive,  but  to  eate  the  Oile  ? 
Reward,  we  know,  is  the  chief e  end  oftoile. 


On  Fortune. 

This  is  my  comfort,  when  she's  most  unkind. 
She  can  but  spoile  me  of  my  Meanes,  not  Mind. 

To  Sir  George  Parrie,  Doctor  of  the 
Civil/  Law. 

I  have  my  Laurel  Chaplet  on  my  head. 
If  'mongst  these  many  Numbers  to  be  read, 
But  one  by  you  be  hug'd  and  cherished. 

Peruse  my  Measures  thoroughly,  and  where 
Your  judgement  finds  a  guilty  Poem,  there 
Be  you  a  Judge ;  but  not  a  Judge  severe. 

The  meane  passe  by,  or  over,  none  contemne  ; 
The  good  applaud :  the  peccant  lesse  condemne, 
Since  Absolution  you  can  give  to  them. 

Stand  forth  Brave  Man,  here  to  the  pubhque  sight  ; 
And  in  my  Booke  now  claim  a  two-fold  right : 
The  first  as  Doctor,  and  the  last  as  Knight. 

Charmes. 

This  He  tell  ye  by  the  way. 
Maidens  when  ye  Leavens  lay, 
Crosse  your  Dow,  and  your  dispatch. 
Will  be  better  for  your  Batch. 

Another. 

In  the  morning  when  ye  rise 

Wash  your  hands,  and  cleanse  your  eyes. 

Next  be  sure  ye  have  a  care, 

To  disperse  the  water  farre. 

For  as  farre  as  that  doth  light. 

So  farre  keepes  the  evill  Spright. 


Hesperides.  323 


Another. 

If  ye  feare  to  be  affrighted 
When  ye  are  (by  chance)  benighted : 
In  your  Pocket  for  a  trust, 
Carrie  nothing  but  a  Crust : 
For  that  holy  piece  of  Bread, 
Charmes  the  danger,  and  the  dread. 

Upon  Gorgonius. 

Unto  Pastillus  ranke  Gorgonius  came, 
To  have  a  tooth  twitcht  out  of's  native  frame. 
Drawn  was  his  tooth ;  but  stanke  so,  that  some  say. 
The  Barber  stopt  his  Nose,  and  ranne  away. 

Gentlenesse. 

That  Prince  must  govern  with  a  gentle  hand, 
Who  will  have  love  comply  with  his  command. 

A  Diahgue  betwixt  himselfe  and  Mistresse  Eliza; 
Wheeler,  under  the  name  of  Amarillis. 

My  dearest  Love,  since  thou  wilt  go, 
And  leave  me  here  behind  thee ; 

For  love  or  pitie  let  me  know 

The  place  where  I  may  find  thee. 

Amaril.  In  country  Meadowes  pearl'd  with  Dew, 
And  set  about  with  Lillies ; 
There  filling  Maunds  with  Cowslips,  you 
May  find  your  Amarillis. 

Her.       What  have  the  Meades  to  do  with  thee, 
Or  with  thy  youthfull  houres  ? 
Live  thou  at  Court,  where  thou  mayst  be 
The  Queen  of  men,  not  flowers. 

Let  Country  wenches  make  'em  fine 
With  Poesies,  since  'tis  fitter 

For  thee  with  richest  Jemmes  to  shine, 
And  like  the  Starres  to  glitter. 
Y  2 


324  Hesperides. 


AmariL  You  set  too  high  a  rate  upon 

A  Shepheardess  so  homely  j 
Her.        Believe  it  (dearest)  ther's  not  one 

I'th'  Court  that's  halfe  so  comly.  ao 

I  prithee  stay,    (^w.)  I  must  away, 
Lets  kiss  first,  then  we'l  sever. 
Ambo.     And  though  we  bid  adieu  to  day. 
Wee  shall  not  part  for  ever. 

2o  Julia. 

Help  me,  Julia,  for  to  pray, 

Mattens  sing,  or  Mattens  say : 

This  I  know,  the  Fiend  will  fly 

Far  away,  if  thou  beest  by. 

Bring  the  Holy-water  hither ;  5 

Let  us  wash,  and  pray  together : 

When  our  Beads  are  thus  united. 

Then  the  Foe  will  fly  afirighted. 

To  Roses  in  Julia's  Bosome. 


Roses,  you  can  never  die, 
Since  the  place  wherein  ye  lye, 
Heat  and  moisture  mixt  are  so, 
As  to  make  ye  ever  grow. 


To  the  Honoured,  Master 
Endimion  Porter. 

When  to  thy  Porch  I  come,  and  (ravisht)  see 
The  State  of  Poets  there  attending  Thee : 
Those  Bardes,  and  I,  all  in  a  Chorus  sing. 
We  are  Thy  Prophets  Porter;  Thou  our  King. 


Speake  in  season. 

When  times  are  troubled,  then  forbeare ;  but  speak^ 
When  a  cleare  day,  out  of  a  Cloud  do's  break. 


Hesperides,  325 


Ohedience. 

The  Power  of  Princes  rests  in  the  Consent 
Of  onely  those,  who  are  obedient : 
Which  if  away,  proud  Scepters  then  will  lye 
Low,  and  of  Thrones  the  Ancient  Majesty. 

Another  on  the  same. 

No  man  so  well  a  Kingdome  Rules,  as  He, 
Who  hath  himselfe  obaid  the  Soveraignty. 

Of  Love. 

1.  Instruct  me  now,  what  love  will  do ; 

2.  'Twill  make  a  tongless  man  to  wooe. 

1.  Inform  me  next,  what  love  will  do ; 

2.  'Twill  strangely  make  a  one  of  too. 

1.  Teach  me  besides,  what  love  wil  do ; 

2.  'Twill  quickly  mar,  &  make  ye  too. 

1.  Tell  me,  now  last,  what  love  will  do; 

2.  'Twill  hurt  and  heal  a  heart  pierc'd  through. 

Upon  Trap. 

Trap,  of  a  Player  turn'd  a  Priest  now  is ; 
Behold  a  suddaine  Metamorphosis. 
If  Tythe-pigs  faile,  then  will  he  shift  the  scean. 
And,  from  a  Priest,  turne  Player  once  again 

Upon  Grubs. 

Grubs  loves  his  Wife  and  Children,  while  that  they 
Can  live  by  love,  or  else  grow  fat  by  Play : 
But  when  they  call  or  cry  on  Grubs  for  meat ; 
Instead  of  Bread,  Grubs  gives  them  stones  to  eat. 
He  raves,  he  rends,  and  while  he  thus  doth  tear. 
His  Wife  and  Children  fast  to  death  for  fear. 

Upon  Dol. 

No  question  but  Dols  cheeks  wo'd  soon  rosi  dry, 
Were  they  not  basted  by  her  either  eye. 


326  Hesperides. 


Upon^og. 

Hog  has  a  place  i'th'  fcitchen,  and  his  share 
The  flimsie  Livers,  and  blew  Gizzards  are. 


The  School  or  Perl  of  Putney,  the  Mistress  of  all 
singular  manners^  Mistresse  Portman. 

Whether  I  was  my  selfe,  or  else  did  see 

Out  of  my  self  that  Glorious  Hierarchie ! 

Or  whether  those  (in  orders  rare)  or  these 

Made  up  One  State  of  Sixtie  Venuses ; 

Or  whether  Fairies,  Syrens,  Nymphes  they  were,  s 

Or  Muses,  on  their  mountaine  sitting  there ; 

Or  some  enchanted  Place,  I  do  not  know 

(Or  Sharon,  where  eternall  Roses  grow.) 

This  I  am  sure ;  I  Ravisht  stood,  as  one 

Confus'd  in  utter  Admiration.  10 

Me  thought  I  saw  them  stir,  and  gently  move. 

And  look  as  all  were  capable  of  Love  : 

And  in  their  motion  smelt  much  like  to  flowers 

Enspir'd  by  th'  Sun-beams  after  dews  &  showers. 

There  did  I  see  the  Reverend  Rectresse  stand,  15 

Who  with  her  eyes-gleam,  or  a  glance  of  hand, 

Those  spirits  rais'd ;  and  with  like  precepts  then 

(As  with  a  Magick)  laid  them  all  agen : 

{A  happy  Realme  1     When  no  compulsive  Law, 

Or  fear  of  it,  but  Love  keeps  all  in  awe.)  ■  jo 

Live  you,  great  Mistresse  of  your  Arts,  and  be 

A  nursing  Mother  so  to  Majesty ; 

As  those  your  Ladies  may  in  time  be  seene. 

For  Grace  and  Carriage,  every  one  a  Queene. 

One  Birth  their  Parents  gave  them ;  but  their  new,  >■, 

And  better  Being,  they  receive  from  You. 

Mans  former  Birth  is  grace-lesse  ;  but  the  state 

Of  life  comes  in,  when  he's  Regenerate. 


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Hesperides.  327 


To  Perenna. 

Thou  say'st  I'm  dull;  if  edge-lesse  so  I  be, 
He  whet  my  lips,  and  sharpen  Love  on  thee. 


On  himselfe. 

Let  me  not  live,  if  I  not  love. 
Since  I  as  yet  did  never  prove, 
Where  Pleasures  met :  at  last,  doe  find. 
All  Pleasures  meet  in  Woman-kind. 


On  Love. 

That  love  'twixt  men  do's  ever  longest  last 
Where  War  and  Peace  the  Dice  by  turns  doe  cast. 


Another  on  Love. 

Love's  of  it  self,  too  sweet ;  the  best  of  all 
Is,  when  loves  hony  has  a  dash  of  gall. 


Upon  Gut. 

Science  puffs  up,  sayes  Gut,  when  either  Pease 
Make  him  thus  swell,  or  windy  Cabbages. 


Upon  Chub. 

When  Chub  brings  in  his  harvest,  still  he  cries, 
Aha  my  boyes  !  heres  wheat  for  Christmas  Pies  ! 
Soone  after,  he  for  beere  so  scores  his  wheat. 
That  at  the  tide,  he  has  not  bread  to  eate. 


Pleasures  Pernicious. 

Where  Pleasures  rule  a  Kingdome,  never  there 
Is  sober  virtue,  seen  to  move  her  sphere. 


328  Hesperides. 


On  himself. 
A  wearied  Pilgrim,  I  have  wandred  here 
Twice  five  and  twenty  (bate  me  but  one  year) 
Long  I  have  lasted  in  this  world ;  (tis  true) 
But  yet  those  yeers  that  I  have  liv'd,  but  few. 
Who  by  his  gray  Haires,  doth  his  lusters  tell, 
Lives  not  those  yeers,  but  he  that  lives  them  well. 
One  man  has  reatch't  his  sixty  yeers,  but  he 
Of  all  those  three-score,  has  not  liv'd  halfe  three : 
Ife  lives,  who  lives  to  virtue :  men  who  cast 
Their  ends  for  Pleasure,  do  not  live,  but  last. 

To  M.  Laurence  Swetnaham. 
Read  thou  my  Lines,  my  Swetnaham,  if  there  be 
A  fault,  tis  hid,  if  it  be  voic't  by  thee. 
Thy  mouth  will  make  the  sourest  numbers  please ; 
How  will  it  drop  pure  hony,  speaking  these  ? 

His  Covenant  or  Protestation  to  Julia. 
Why  do'st  thou  wound,  &  break  my  heart  ? 
As  if  we  sho'd  for  ever  part  ? 
Hast  thou  not  heard  an  Oath  from  me. 
After  a  day,  or  two,  or  three, 
I  wo'd  come  back  and  live  with  thee  ? 
Take,  if  thou  do'st  distrust,  that  Vowe ; 
This  second  Protestation  now. 
Upon  thy  cheeke  that  spangel'd  Teare, 
Which  sits  as  Dew  of  Roses  there : 
That  Teare  shall  scarce  be  dri'd  before 
He  kisse  the  Threshold  of  thy  dore. 
Then  weepe  not  sweet ;  but  thus  much  know, 
I'm  halfe  return'd  before  I  gb. 

On  himselfe. 
I  will  no  longer  kiss, 
I  can  no  longer  stay ; 
The  way  of  all  Flesh  is. 
That  I  must  go  this  day : 
Since  longer  I  can't  live. 
My  frolick  Youths  adieu ; 
My  Lamp  to  you  He  give, 
And  all  my  troubles  too. 

His  Covenant.    6.  distrust,]  The  comma  should  perhaps  be  deleted. 


Hesperides,  329 


To  the  most  accompUsht  Gentleman  Master 
Michael  Oulsworth. 

Nor  thinke  that  Thou  in  this  my  Booke  art  worst, 
Because  not  plac't  here  with  the  midst,  or  first. 
Since  Fame  that  sides  with  these,  or  goes  before 
Those,  that  must  live  with  Thee  for  evermore. 
That  Fame,  and  Fames  rear'd  Pillar,  thou  shall  see 
In  the  next  sheet  Brave  Man  to  follow  Thee. 
Fix  on  That  Columne  then,  and  never  fall ; 
Held  up  by  Fames  eternall  Pedestall, 

To  his  Girks  who  would  have  him  sportfull. 

Alas  I  can't,  for  tell  me  how 
Can  I  be  gamesome  (aged  now) 
Besides  ye  see  me  daily  grow 
Here  Winter-like,  to  Frost  and  Snow. 
And  I  ere  long,  my  Girles  shall  see, 
Ye  quake  for  cold  to  looke  on  me. 

Truth  and  Falsehood. 

Truth  by  her  own  simplicity  is  known. 
Falsehood  by  Varnish  and  Vermillion. 

His  last  request  to  Julia. 

I  have  been  wanton,  and  too  bold  I  feare, 
To  chafe  o're  much  the  Virgins  cheek  or  eare  : 
Beg  for  my  Faidon  Julia  ;  He  doth  winne 
Grace  with  the  Gods,  who's  sorry  for  his  sinne. 
That  done,  va^  Julia,  dearest  Julia,  come, 
And  go  with  me  to  chuse  my  Buriall  roome : 
My  Fates  are  ended ;  when  thy  Herrick  dyes, 
Claspe  thou  his  Book,  then  close  thou  up  his  Eyes. 

On  himselfe. 

One  Eare  tingles ;  some  there  be, 
That  are  snarling  now  at  me  : 
Be  they  those  that  Homer  bit, 
I  will  give  them  thanks  for  it. 


3  3  o  Hesperides, 

Upon  Kings. 

Kings  must  be  dauntlesse :  Subjects  will  contemne 
Those,  who  want  Hearts,  and  weave  a  Diadem. 

To  his  Girks. 

Wanton  Wenches  doe  not  bring 
For  my  haires  black  colouring : 
For  my  Locks  (Girles)  let  'em  be 
Gray  or  whitCj  all's  one  to  me. 

Upon  Spur. 

Spur  jingles  now,  and  sweares  by  no  meane  oathes, 
He's  double  honour'd,  since  h'as  got  gay  cloathes : 
Most  like  his  Suite,  and  all  commend  the  Trim ; 
And  thus  they  praise  the  Sumpter ;  but  not  him : 
As  to  the  Goddesse,  people  did  conferre 
Worship,  and  not  to'th'  Asse  that  carried  her. 

To  his  Brother  Nicolas  Herrick. 

What  others  have  with  cheapnesse  scene,  and  ease, 

In  Varnisht  maps ;  by'th'  helpe  of  Compasses ; 

Or  reade  in  Volumes,  and  those  Bookes  (with  all 

Their  large  Narrations,  Incanonicalt) 

Thou  hast  beheld  those  seas,  and  Countries  farre ; 

And  tel'st  to  us,  what  once  they  were,  and  are. 

So  that  with  bold  truth,  thou  canst  now  relate 

This  Kingdomes  fortune,  and.  that  Empires  fate  : 

Canst  talke  to  us  of  Sharon ;  where  a  spring 

Of  Roses  have  an  endlesse  flourishing. 

Of  Sion,  Sinai,  Nebo,  and  with  them, 

Make  knowne  to  us  the  no^  Jerusalem. 

The  Mount  of  Olives ;  Calverie,  and  where 

Is  (and  hast  seene)  thy  Saviours  Sepukher. 

So  that  the  man  that  will  but  lay  his  eares. 

As  Inapostate,  to  the  thing  he  heares, 

Shall  by  his  hearing  quickly  come  to  see 

The  truth  of  Travails  lesse  in  bookes  then  Thee. 

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17  by]  be  164&  {an  obvious  misprint) 


Hesperides.  331 


The  Voice  and  Violl. 

Rare  is  the  voice  it  selfe ;  but  when  we  sing 
To'th  Lute  or  Violl,  then  'tis  ravishing. 

Warre. 

If  Kings  and  kingdomes,  once  distracted  be, 
The  sword  of  war  must  trie  the  Soveraignty. 

A  King  and  no  King. 

That  Prince,  who  may  doe  nothing  but  whafsjust, 
Rules  but  by  leave,  and  takes  his  Crowne  on  trust. 

Plots  not  Still  prosperous. 

All  are  not  ill  Plots,  that  doe  sometimes  faile ; 
Nor  those  false  vows,  which  oft  times  don't  prevaile. 

Flatterie. 

What  is't  that  wasts  a  Prince  ?  example  showes, 
'Tis  flatterie  spends  a  King,  more  then  his  foes. 

Upon  Rumpe. 

Rumpe  is  a  Turne-broach,  yet  he  seldome  can 
Steale  a  swolne  sop  out  of  the  Dripping  pan. 

Upon  Shopter. 

Old  Widow  Shopter,  when  so  ere  she  cryes, 
Lets  drip  a  certain  Gravie  from  her  eyes. 

Upon  Deb. 

If  felt  and  heard,  (unseen)  thou  dost  me  please ; 
If  seen,  thou  lik'st  me.  Deb,  in  none  of  these. 

Excesse. 

Excesse  is  sluttish  :  keepe  the  meane ;  for  why  ? 
Vertue's  clean  Conclave  is  sobriety. 


332  Hesperides. 

Upon  Croot. 

One  silver  spoon  shines  in  the  house  of  Croot; 
Who  cannot  buie,  or  steale  a  second  to't. 


The  soul  is  the  salt. 

The  body's  salt,  the  soule  is ;  which  when  gon, 
The  flesh  soone  sucks  in  putrifaction. 

Upon  Floodj  or  a  thankfull  man. 

Flood,  if  he  has  for  him  and  his  a  bit, 

He  sayes  his  fore  and  after  Grace  for  it : 

If  meate  he  wants,  then  Grace  he  sayes  to  see 

His  hungry  belly  borne  by  "Legs  Jaile-Jree. 

Thus  have,  or  have  not,  all  alike  is  good,  5 

To  this  our  poore,  yet  ever  patient  Flood. 

Upon  Pimpe. 

When  Fimpes  feat  sweat  (as  they  doe  often  use) 
There  springs  a  sope-like-lather  in  his  shoos. 

Upon  Luske. 

In  Den'-shire  Kerzie  Lusk  (when  he  was  dead) 
Wo'd  shrouded  be,  and  therewith  buried. 
When  his  Assignes  askt  him  the  reason  why  ? 
He  said,  because  he  got  his  wealth  thereby. 

Foolishnesse. 

In's  Tusdlanes,  Tullie  doth  confesse, 
No  plague  ther's  like  to  foolishnesse. 

Upon  Rush. 

Rush  saves  his  shooes,  in  wet  and  snowie  wether ; 
And  feares  in  summer  to  weare  out  the  lether  : 
This  is  strong  thrift  that  warie  Rush  doth  use 
Summer  and  Winter  still  to  save  his  shooes. 

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Hesperides.  333 


Abstinence. 

Against  diseases  here  the  strongest  fence 
Is  the  defensive  vertue,  Abstinence, 

No  danger  to  men  desperate. 

When  feare  admits  no  hope  of  safety,  then 
Necessity  makes  dastards  valiant  men. 

Sauce  for  sorrowes. 

Although  our  suffering  meet  with  no  reliefe, 
An  eqttall  mind  is  the  best  sauce  for  griefe. 

To  Cupid. 

I  have  a  leaden,  thou  a  shaft  of  gold ; 

Thou  kil'st  with  heate,  and  I  strike  dead  with  cold. 

Let's  trie  of  us  who  shall  the  first  expire ; 

Or  thou  by  frost,  or  I  by  quenchlesse  fire  : 

Extreames  arefatall,  where  they  once  doe  strike. 

And  bring  t'th'  heart  destruction  both  alike. 

Distrust. 

What  ever  men  for  Loyalty  pretend, 

'lis  Wisdomes part  to  doubt  a  faithfull friend. 

The  Hagg. 

The  staffe  is  now  greas'd, 

And  very  well  pleas'd, 
She  cocks  out  her  Arse  at  the  parting, 

To  an  old  Ram  Goat, 

That  rattles  i'th'  throat, 
Halfe  choakt  with  the  stink  of  her  farting. 

In  a  dirtie  Haire-lace 

She  leads  on  a  brace 
Of  black-bore-cats  to  attend  her ; 

Who  scratch  at  the  Moone, 

And  threaten  at  noone 
Of  night  from  Heaven  for  to  rend  her. 

To  Cupid.    4  by]  Misprinted  be 


334  Hesperides. 


A  hunting  she  goes ; 

A  crackt  home  she  blowes ; 
At  which  the  hounds  fall  a  bounding ;  15 

While  th'  Moone  in  her  sphere 

Peepes  trembling  for  feare, 
And  night's  afraid  of  the  sounding. 

'The  mom.  of  the  Muses. 

After  thy  labour  take  thine  ease, 

Here  with  the  sweet  Pierides. 

But  if  so  be  that  men  will  not 

Give  thee  the  Laurell  Crowne  for  lot ; 

Be  yet  assur'd,  thou  shalt  have  one  5 

Not  subject  to  corruption. 

On  Himselfe. 

Il'e  write  no  more  of  Love ;"  but  now  repent 
Of  all  those  times  that  I  in  it  have  spent, 
lie  write  no  more  of  life ;  but  wish  twas  ended, 
And  that  my  dust  was  to  the  earth  commended. 

To  his  Booke. 

Goe  thou  forth  my  booke,  though  late ; 

Yet  be  timely  fortunate. 

It  may  chance  good-luck  may  send 

Thee  a  kinsman,  or  a  friend. 

That  may  harbour  thee,  when  I,  5 

With  my  fates  neglected  lye. 

If  thou  know'st  not  where  to  dwell. 

See,  the  fier's  by :  FarewelL 

The  end  of  his  worke. 

Part  of  the  worke  remaines  j  one  part  is  past : 
And  here  my  ship  rides  having  Anchor  casj. 

To  Crowne  it. 

My  wearied  Barke,  O  Let  it  now  be  Crown'd ! 
The  Haven  reacht  to  which  I  first  was  bound. 


Hesperides.  335 


On  Himself e. 

The  worke  is  done :  young  men,  and  maidens  set 

Upon  my  curies  the  Mirtle  Coronet, 

Washt  with  sweet  ointments ;  Thus  at  last  I  come 

To  suffer  in  the  Muses  Martyrdome : 

But  with  this  comfort,  if  my  blood  be  shed, 

The  Muses  will  weare  blackes,  when  I  am  dead. 


The  pillar  of  Fame. 

Fames  pillar  here,  at  last,  we  set, 

Out-during  Marble,  Brasse,  or  Jet, 

Charm'd  and  enchanted  so, 

As  to  withstand   the  blow 

Of      overthrow : 

Nor  shall  the  seas, 

Or    Outrages 

Of  storms  orebear 

What  we  up-rear, 

Tho  Kingdoms  fal, 

This     pillar     never     shall 

Dfecline    or    waste    at    all ; 

But    stand    for    ever    by    his    owne 

Ficine    and     well     fixt     foundation. 

To  his  Book's  end  this  last  line  he'd  have  plac't, 
Jocond  his  Muse  was  ;  but  his  Life  was  chast. 

FINIS. 


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in  some  copies  0/1648 


HIS 

NOBLE    NUMBERS: 

0  It, 
HIS    PIOUS    PIECES, 

Wherein  (amongft  other  things) 

he  fings  the  Birth  of  his  C  h  r  i  s  t  : 

and  fighes  for  his  Saviours  fuffe- 

ring  on  the  Crojfe 


H  E  s  I  o  D. 


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Vimt&iiot  JohnWilJiams,  and  Francis Eglesfield. 

I  64.7. 


HIS 
Noble    Numbers  : 

OR, 
His    pious    Pieces. 

His  Confession. 

Look  how  our  foule  Dayes  do  exceed  our  faire ; 
And  as  our  bad,  more  then  our  good  Works  are : 
Ev'n  so  those  Lines,  pen'd  by  my  wanton  Wit, 
Treble  the  number  of  these  good  I've  writ. 
Things  precious  are  least  num'rous  :  Men  are  prone 
To  do  ten  Bad,  for  one  Good  Action. 

His  Prayer  for  Absolution. 

For  Those  my  unbaptized  Rhimes, 
Writ  in  my  wild  unhallowed  Times ; 
For  every  sentence,  clause  and  word. 
That's  not  inlaid  with  Thee,  (my  Lord) 
Forgive  me  God,  and  blot  each  Line 
Out  of  my  Book,  that  is  not  Thine. 
But  if,  'mongst  all,  thou  find'st  here  one 
Worthy  thy  Benediction ; 
That  One  of  all  the  rest,  shall  be 
The  Glory  of  my  Work,  and  Me. 

'J'ofinde  God. 

Weigh  me  the  Fire ;  or,  canst  thou  find 
A  way  to  measure  out  the  Wind ; 
Distinguish  all  those  Floods  that  are 
Mixt  in  that  watrie  Theater ; 
And  last  thou  them  as  saltlesse  there, 
As  in  their  Ghannell  first  they  were. 

7.2  Z     2 


340  Noble  Numbers. 


Tell  me  the  People  that  do  keep 

Within  the  Kingdomes  of  the  Deep ; 

Or  fetch  me  back  that  Cloud  againe, 

Beshiver'd  into  seeds  of  Raine ;  lo 

Tell  me  the  motes,  dust,  sands,  and  speares 

Of  Corn,  when  Summer  shakes  his  eares ; 

Shew  me  that  world  of  Starres,  and  whence 

They  noiselesse  spill  their  Influence  : 

This  if  thou  canst ;  then  shew  me  Him  15 

That  rides  the  glorious  Cherubim, 

What  God  is. 

God  is  above  the  sphere  of  our  esteem, 
And  is  the  best  known,  not  defining  Him. 


Upon  God. 

God  is  not  onely  said  to  be 
An  Ens,  but  Supraentitie. 


Mercy  and  Love. 

God  hath  two  wings,  which  He  doth  ever  move, 
Y         The  one  is  Mercy,  and  the  next  is  Love : 
Under  the  first  the  Sinners  ever  trust ; 
And  with  the  last  he  still  directs  the  Just. 


Gods  Anger  without  Affection. 

God  when  He's  angry  here  with  any  one. 

His  wrath  is  free  from  perturbation ; 

And  when  we  think  His  looks  are  sowre  and  grim. 

The  alteration  is  in  us,  not  Him. 


God  not  to  be  comprehended, 

'Tis  hard  to  finde  God,  but  to  comprehend 
Him,  as  He  is,  is  labour  without  end. 


Noble  Numbers.  341 


Gods  part. 

Prayers  and  Praises  are  those  spotlesse  two 
Lambs,  by  the  Law,  which  God  requires  as  due. 


Affliction. 

God  n'ere  afflicts  us  more  then  our  desert, 
Though  He  may  seem  to  over-act  His  part : 
Sometimes  He  strikes  us  more  then  flesh  can  beare ; 
But  yet  still  lesse  then  Grace  can  suffer  here. 


Three  fatall  Sisters. 

Three  fatall  Sisters  wait  upon  each  sin ; 

First,  Fear  and  Shame  without,  then  Guilt  within. 


Silence. 

Suffer  thy  legs,  but  not  thy  tongue  to  walk : 
God,  the  most  Wise,  is  sparing  of  His  talk. 

Mirth. 

True  mirth  resides  not  in  the  smiling  skin  : 
The  sweetest  solace  is  to  act  no  sin. 


Loading  and  unloading. 

God  loads,  and  unloads,  (thus  His  work  begins) 
To  load  with  blessings,  and  unload  from  sins. 

Gods  Mercy. 

Gods  boundlesse  imercy  is  (to  sinfull  man) 

Like  to  the  ever-wealthy  Ocean  : 

Which  though  it  sends  forth  thousand  streams,  'tis  ne're 

Known,  or  els  seen  to  be  the  emptier  : 

And  though  it  takes  all  in,  'tis  yet  no  more 

Full,  and  fild-fuU,  then  when  full-fild  before. 


342  Noble  Numbers. 

Prayers  must  have  Poise. 

God  He  rejects  all  Prayers  that  are  sleight, 

And  want  their  Poise :  words  ought  to  have  their  weight. 


To  God :  an  Anthem,  sung  in  the  Chappell  at 
White-Hall,  before  the  King. 

Verse.  My  God,  I'm  wounded  by  my  sin, 

And  sore  without,  and  sick  within  : 
Ver.  Char.  I  come  to  Thee,  in  hope  to  find 

Salve  for  my  body,  and  my  mind. 
Verse.  In  Gilead  though  no  Balme  be  found, 

To  ease  this  smart,  or  cure  this  wound ; 
Ver.  Char.  Yet,  Lord,  I  know  there  is  with  Thee 

All  saving  health,  and  help  for  me. 
Verse.  Then  reach  Thou  forth  that  hand  of  Thine, 

That  powres  in  oyle,  as  well  as  wine. 
Ver.  Char.  And  let  it  work,  for  I'le  endure 

The  utmost  smart,  so  Thou  wilt  cure. 

Upon  God. 

God  is  all  fore-part ;  for,  we  never  see 
Any  part  backward  in  the  Deitie. 

Calling,  and  correcting. 

God  is  not  onely  merciful!,  to  call 

Men  to  repent,  but  when  He  strikes  withall. 

No  escaping  the  scourging. 

God  scourgeth  some  severely,  some  He  spares ; 
But  all  in  smart  have  lesse,  or  greater  shares. 

The  Rod. 

Gods  Rod  doth  watch  while  men  do  sleep ;  &  then 
The  Rod  doth  sleep,  while  vigilant  are  men. 


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God  has  a  twofold  part. 

God  when  for  sin  He  makes  His  Children  smart, 
His  own  He  acts  not,  but  anothers  part : 
But  when  by  stripes  He  saves  them,  then  'tis  known, 
He  comes  to  play  the  part  that  is  His  own. 

God  is  One. 

God,  as  He  is  most  Holy  knowne  ;  , 

So  He  is  said  to  be  most  One.  '^ 

Persecutions  profitable. 
Afflictions  they  most  profitable  are 
To  the  beholder,  and  the  sufferer  : 
Bettering  them  both,  but  by  a  double  straine, 
The  first  by  patience,  and  the  last  by  paine. 

3o  God. 

Do  with  me,  God  !  as  Thou  didst  deal  mih/o/in^ 

(Who  writ  that  heavenly  Revelation) 

Let  me  (like  him)  first  cracks  of  thunder  heare  ; 

Then  let  the  Harps  inchantments  strike  mine  eare ; 

Her.e  give  me  thornes ;  there,  in  thy  Kingdome,  set  5 

Upon  my  head  the  golden  coronet ; 

There  give  me  day  ;  but  here  my  dreadfull  night : 

My  sackcloth  here ;  but  there  my  Stole  of  white. 

Whips. 

God  has  his  whips  here  to  a  twofold  end, 
The  bad  to  punish,  and  the  good  t'amend. 

Gods  Providence. 

If  all  transgressions  here  should  have  their  pay, 
What  need  there  then  be  of  a  reckning  day  : 
If  God  should  punish  no  sin,  here,  of  men, 
His  Providence  who  would  not  question  then  ? 


344  Noble  Numbers. 


Temptation. 

Those  Saints,  which  God  loves  best, 
The  Devill  tempts  not  least. 


His  Ejaculation  to  God. 

My  God !  looke  on  me  with  thine  eye 

Of  pittie,  not  of  scrutinie  ; 

For  if  thou  dost,  thou  then  shalt  see 

Nothing  but  loathsome  sores  in  mee. 

O  then  !  for  mercies  sake,  behold 

These  my  irruptions  manifold ; 

And  heale  me  with  thy  looke,  or  touch  : 

But  if  thou  wilt  not  deigne  so  much. 

Because  I'me  odious  in  thy  sight, 

Speak  but  the  word,  and  cure  me  quite. 


Gods  gifts  not  soone  granted. 

God  heares  us  when  we  pray,  but  yet  defers 
His  gifts,  to  exercise  Petitioners  : 
And  though  a  while  He  makes  Requesters  stay, 
With  Princely  hand  He'l  recompence  delay. 


Persecutions  purifie. 

God  strikes  His  Church,  but  'tis  to  this  intent, 
To  make,  not  marre  her,  by  this  punishment : 
So  where  He  gives  the  bitter  Pills,  be  sure, 
'Tis  not  to  poyson,  but  to  make  thee  pure. 


Pardon. 

God  pardons  those,  who  do  through  frailty  sin ; 
But  never  those  that  persevere  therein. 


Noble  Numbers.  345 

An  Ode  of  the  Birth  of  our  Saviour. 

1.  In  Numbers,  and  but  these  few, 
I  sing  Thy  Birth,  Oh  JESU  ! 
Thou  prettie  Babie,  borne  here, 
With  sup'rabundant  scorn  here  : 

Who  for  Thy  Princely  Port  here,  5 

Hadst  for  Thy  place 

Of  Birth,  a  base 
Out-stable  for  thy  Court  here. 

2 .  Instead  of  neat  Inclosures 

Of  inter-woven  Osiers ;  lo 

Instead  of  fragrant  Posies 
Of  Daffadills,  and  Roses ; 
Thy  cradle,  Kingly  Stranger, 

As  Gospell  tells. 

Was  nothing  els,  15 

But,  here,  a  homely  manger. 

3.  But  we  with  Silks,  (not  Cruells) 
With  sundry  precious  Jewells, 
And  Lilly-work  will  dresse  Thee ; 

And  as  we  dispossesse  thee  20 

Of  clouts,  wee'l  make  a  chamber. 

Sweet  Babe,  for  Thee, 

Of  Ivorie, 
And  plaister'd  round  with  Amber. 

4.  The  Jewes  they  did  disdaine  Thee,  25 
But  we  will  entertaine  Thee 

With  Glories  to  await  here 
Upon  Thy  Princely  State  here,' 
And  more  for  love,  then  pittie. 

From  yeere  to  yeere  30 

Wee'l  make  Thee,  here, 
A  Free-born  of  our  Citie. 

Lip-lal>our. 

In  the  old  Scripture  I  have  often  read. 
The  calfe  without  meale  n'ere  was  offered ; 
To  figure  to  us,  nothing  more  then  this, 
Without  the  heart,  lip-labour  nothing  is. 


346 


Noble  Numbers. 


The  Heart. 


In  Prayer  the  Lips  ne're  act  the  winning  part, 
Without  the  sweet  concurrence  of  the  Heart. 


Eare-ringi. 

Why  wore  th'  Egyptians  Jewells  in  the  Eare  ? 
But  for  to  teach  us,  all  the  grace  is  there, 
When  we  obey,  by  acting  what  we  heare. 


Sin  seen. 

When  once  the  sin  has  fully  acted  been, 
Then  is  the  horror  of  the  trespasse  seen. 


Upon  Time. 

Time  was  upon 
The  wing,  to  flie  away  ; 

And  I  cal'd  on 
Him  but  a  while  to  stay  ; 

But  he'd  be  gone,  5 

For  ought  that  I  could  say. 

He  held  out  then, 
A  Writing,  as  he  went ; 

And  askt  me,  when 
False  man  would  be  content  lo 

To  pay  agen, 
What  God  and  Nature  lent. 

An  houre-glasse, 
In  which  were  sands  but  few. 

As  he  did  passe,  15 

He  shew'd,  and  told  me  too. 

Mine  end  near  was. 
And  so  away  he  flew. 


Noble  Numbers,  347 

His  Petition. 

If  warre,  or  want  shall- make  me  grow  so  poore, 

As  for  to  beg  my  bread  from  doore  to  doorej 

Lord  !  let  me  never  act  that  beggars  part, 

Who  hath  thee  in  his  mouth,  not  in  his  heart. 

He  who  asks  almes  in  that  so  sacred  Name,  5 

Without  due  reverence,  playes  the  cheaters  game. 

To  God. 

Thou  hast  promis'd,  Lord,  to  be 
With  me  in  my  miserie ; 
Suffer  me  to  be  so  bold. 
As  to  speak.  Lord,  say  and  hold. 

His  Letanie,  to  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1.  In  the  houre  of  my  distresse. 

When  temptations  me  oppresse,  X 

And  when  I  my  sins  confesse. 

Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 

2.  When  I  lie  within  my  bed,  6 
Sick  in  heart,  and  sick  in  head, 

And  with  doubts  discomforted, 

Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 

3.  When  the  house  doth  sigh  and  weep. 

And  the  world  is  drown'd  in  sleep,  10 

Yet  mine  eyes  the  watch  do  keep ; 
Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 

4.  When  the  artlesse  Doctor  sees 
No  one  hope,  but  of  his  Fees, 

And  his  skill  runs  on  the  lees ;  15 

Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 

5.  When  his  Potion  and  his  Pill, 
Has,  or  none,  or  little  skill. 
Meet  for  nothing,  but  to  kill ; 

Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  !  so 

His  Letanie.     18  Has]  Misprinted  His  in  1648 


348 


Noble  Numbers. 


6.  When  the  passing-bell  doth  tola, 
And  the  Furies  in  a  shole 
Come  to  fright  a  parting  soule ; 

Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 

7.  When  the  tapers  now  burne  blew,  35 
And  the  comforters  are  few, 

And  that  number  more  then  true ; 
Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 

8.  When  the  Priest  his  last  hath  praid, 

And  I  nod  to  what  is  said,  30 

'Cause  my  speech  is  now  decaid ; 
Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 

9.  When  (God  knowes)  I'm  tost  about, 
Either  with  despaire,  or  doubt ; 

Yet  before  the  glasse  be  out,  35 

Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 

10.  When  the  Tempter  me  pursu'th 
With  the  sins  of  all  my  youthj 
And  halfe  damns  me  with  untruth ; 

Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  !  40 

ir.  When  the  flames  and  hellish  cries 

Fright  mine  eares,  and  fright  mine  eyes, 
And  all  terrors  me  surprize ; 

Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 

12.  When  the  Judgment  is  reveal'd,  45 

And  that  open'd  which  was  seal'd, 
When  to  Thee  I  have  appeal'd ; 

Sweet  Spirit  comfort  me  ! 


Thankspving. 

Thanksgiving  for  a  former,  doth  invite 
God  to  bestow  a  second  benefit. 


Noble  Numbers.  349 


Cock-crow. 

Bell-man  of  Night,  if  I  about  shall  go 
For  to  denie  my  Master,  do  thou  crow. 
Thou  stop'st  S.  Peter  in  the  midst  of  sin  j 
Stay  me,  by  crowing,  ere  I  do  begin ; 
Better  it  is,  premonish'd,  for  to  shun 
A  sin,  then  fall  to  weeping  when  'tis  done. 

All  things  run  well  for  the  Righteous. 

Adverse  and  prosperous  Fortunes  both  work  on 
Here,  for  the  righteous  mans  salvation  : 
Be  he  oppos'd,  or  be  he  not  withstood. 
All  serve  to  th'  Augmentation  of  his  good. 

Faine  endi  in  Pleasure. 

Afflictions  bring  us  joy  in  times  to  come. 
When  sins,  by  stripes,  to  us  grow  wearisome. 

To  God. 

rie  come,  I'le  creep,  (though  Thou  dost  threat) 
Humbly  unto  Thy  Mercy-seat : 
When  I  am  there,  this  then  I'le  do. 
Give  Thee  a  Dart,  and  Dagger  too ; 
Next,  when  I  have  my  faults  confest. 
Naked  I'le  shew  a  sighing  brest ; 
Which  if  that  can't  Thy  pittie  wooe. 
Then  let  Thy  Justice  do  the  rest. 

And  strike  it  through. 

A  Thanksgiving  to  God,  for  his  House. 

Lord,  Thou  hast  given  me  a  cell 

Wherein  to  dwell 
A  little  house,  whose  humble  Roof 

Is  weather-proof; 
Under  the  sparres  of  which  I  lie 

Both  soft,  and  drie ; 
Where  Thou  my  chamber  for  to  ward 

Hast  set  a  Guard 


35°  Noble  Numbers. 


Of  harmlesse  thoughts,  to  watch  and  keep 

Me,  while  I  sleep.  lo 

Low  is  my  porch,  as  is  my  Fate, 

Both  void  of  state ; 
And  yet  the  threshold  of  my  doore 

Is  worn  by'th  poore. 
Who  thither  come,  and  freely  get  15 

Good  words,  or  meat : 
Like  as  my  Parlour,  so  my  Hall 

And  Kitchin's  small : 
A  little  Butterie,  and  therein 

A  little  Byn,  30 

Which  keeps  my  little  loafe  of  Bread 

Unchipt,  unflead : 
Some  brittle  sticks  of  Thorne  or  Briar 

Make  me  a  fire, 
Close  by  whose  living  coale  I  sit,  25 

And  glow  like  it. 
Lord,  I  confesse  too,  when  I  dine, 

The  Pulse  is  Thine, 
And  all  those  other  Bits,  that  bee 

There  plac'd  by  Thee ;  30 

The  Worts,  the  Purslain,  and  the  Messe 

Of  Water-cresse, 
Which  of  Thy  kindnesse  Thou  hast  sent ; 

And  my  content 
Makes  those,  and  my  beloved  Beet,  35 

To  be  more  sweet. 
'Tis  Thou  that  crown'st  my  glittering  Hearth 

With  guiltlesse  mirth ; 
And  giv'st  me  Wassaile  Bowles  to  drink, 

Spic'd  to  the  brink.  40 

Lord,  'tis  thy  plenty-dropping  hand. 

That  soiles  my  land  ; 
And  giv'st  me,  for  my  Bushell  sowne, 

Twice  ten  for  one : 
Thou  mak'st  my  teeming  Hen  to  lay  45 

Her  egg  each  day  : 
Besides  my  healthfull  Ewes  to  beare 

Me  twins  each  yeare  : 
The  while  the  conduits  of  my  Kine 

Run  Creame,  (for  Wine.)  50 


Noble  Numbers.  351 

All  these,  and  better  Thou  dost  send 

Me,  to  this  end, 
That  I  should  render,  for  my  part, 

A  thankfuU  heart ; 
Which,  fir'd  with  incense,  I  resigne,  55 

As  wholly  Thine ; 
But  the  acceptance,  that  must  be, 

My  Christ,  by  Thee. 


To  God. 

Make,  make  me  Thine,  my  gracious  God, 
Or  with  thy  staffe,  or  with  thy  rod ; 
And  be  the  blow  too  what  it  will, 
Lord,  I  will  kisse  it,  though  it  kill : 
Beat  me,  bruise  me,  rack  me,  rend  me. 
Yet,  in  torments,  I'le  commend  Thee  : 
Examine  me  with  fire,  and  prove  me 
To  the  full,  yet  I  will  love  Thee  : 
Nor  shalt  thou  give  so  deep  a  wound. 
But  I  as  patient  will  be  found. 


Another^  to  God. 

Lord,  do  not  beat  me. 
Since  I  do  sob  and  crie, 
And  swowne  away  to  die. 

Ere  Thou  dost  threat  me. 

Lord,  do  not  scourge  me, 
If  I  by  lies  and  oaths 
Have  soil'd  my  selfe,  or  cloaths. 

But  rather  purge  me. 


None  truly  happy  here. 

Happy's  that  man,  to  whom  God  gives 
A  stock  of  Goods,  whereby  he  lives 
Neer  to  the  wishes  of  his  heart : 
No  man  is  blest  through  ev'ry  part. 


352  Noble  Numbers. 

To  his  ever-loving  God. 

Can  I  not  come  to  Thee,  my  God,  for  these 

So  very-many-meeting  hindrances. 

That  slack  my  pace ;  but  yet  not  make  me  stay  ? 

Who  slowly  goes,  rids  (in  the  end)  his  way. 

Cleere  Thou  my  paths,  or  shorten  Thou  my  miles,  5 

Remove  the  barrs,  or  lift  me  o're  the  stiles  : 

Since  rough  the  way  is,  help  me  when  I  call, 

And  take  me  up ;  or  els  prevent  the  fall. 

I  kenn  my  home ;  arid  it  affords  some  ease, 

To  see  far  off  the  smoaking  Villages.  10 

Fain  would  I  rest ;  yet  covet  not  to  die, 

For  feare  of  future-biting  penurie  : 

No,  no,  (my  God)  Thou  know'st  my  wishes  be 

To  leave  this  life,  not  loving  it,  but  Thee. 

Another. 

Thou  bidst  me  come ;  I  cannot  come  ;  for  why. 
Thou  dwel'st  aloft,  and  I  want  wings  to  flie. 
To  mount  my  Soule,  she  must  have  pineons  given ; 
For,  'tis  no  easie  way  from  Earth  to  Heaven. 

To  Death. 

Thou  bidst  me  come  away, 

And  lie  no  longer  stay, 

Thenibr  to  shed  some  teares 

For  faults  of  former  yeares  ; 

And  to  repent  some  crimes,  5 

Done  in  the  present  times : 

And  next,  to  take  a  bit  , 

Of  Bread,  and  Wine  with  it : 

To  d'on  my  robes  of  love, 

Fit  for  the  place  above ;  10 

To  gird  my  loynes  about 

With  charity  throughout ; 

And  so  to  travaile  hence 

With  feet  of  innocence : 

These  done,  I'le  onely  crie  15 

God  mercy ;  and  so  die. 


Noble  Numbers.  353 

Neutrality  loathsome. 

God  will  have  all,  or  none  ;  serve  Him,  or  fall 
Down  before  Baal,  Bel,  or  Belial: 
Either  be  hot,  or  cold  :  God  doth  despise, 
Abhorre,  and  spew  out  all  Neutralities. 


Welcome  what  comes. 

Whatever  comes,  let's  be  content  withall : 
Among  Gods  Blessings,  there  is  no  one  small. 


To  his  angrie  God. 

Through  all  the  night 

Thou  dost  me  fright. 
And  hold'st  mine  eyes  from  sleeping  j 

And  day,  by  day, 

My  Cup  can  say. 
My  wine  is  mixt  with  weeping. 

Thou  dost  my  bread 

With  ashes  knead. 
Each  evening  and  each  morrow  : 

Mine  eye  and  eare 

Do  see,  and  heare 
The  coming  in  of  sorrow. 

Thy  scourge  of  Steele, 

(Ay  me  !)  I  feele. 
Upon  me  beating  ever : 

While  my  sick  heart 

With  dismall  smart 
Is  disacquainted  never. 

Long,  long,  I'm  sure. 

This  can't  endure ; 
But  in  short  time  'twill  please  Thee, 

My  gentle  God, 

To  burn  the  rod. 
Or  strike  so  as  to  ease  me. 
A  a 


354  Noble  Numbers. 

Patience^  or  Comforts  in  Crosses 

Abundant  plagues  I  late  have  had, 
Yet  none  of  these  have  made  me  sad  : 
For  why,  my  Saviour,  with  the  sense 
Of  suffring  gives  me  patience. 

Eternitie. 

1.  O  Yeares  !  and  Age  !  Farewell : 

Behold  I  go, 
Where  I  do  know 
Infinitie  to  dwell. 

2.  And  these  mine  eyes  shall  see  5 

All  times,  how  they 
Are  lost  i'  th'  Sea 
Of  vast  Eternitie. 

3.  Where  never  Moone  shall  sway 

The  Starres  ;  but  she,  10 

And  Night,  shall  be 
Drown'd  in  one  endlesse  Day. 

'To  his  Saviour,  a  Child  i  a  Present,  by  a  child. 

Go  prettie  child,  and  beare  this  Flower 

Unto  thy  little  Saviour ; 

And  tell  Him,  by  that  Bud  now  blown. 

He  is  the  Hose  of  Sharon  known : 

When  thou  hast  said  So,  stick  it  there  5 

Upon  his  Bibb,  or  Stomacher  : 

And  tell  Him,  (for  good  handsell  too) 

That  thou  hast  brought  a  Whistle  new, 

Made  of  a  clean  strait  oaten  reed. 

To  charme  his  cries,  (at  time  of  need  :)  10 

Tell  Him,  for  Corall,  thou  hast  none ; 

But  if  thou  hadst.  He  sho'd  have  one ; 

But  poore  thou  art,  and  knowne  to  be 

Even  as  monilesse,  as  He. 

Lastly,  if  thou  canst  win  a  kisse  15 

From  those  mellifluous  lips  of  his  ; 

Then  never  take  a  second  on. 

To  spoile  the  first  impression. 


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^he  New-yeeres  Gift. 

Let  others  look  for  Pearle  and  Gold, 
Tissues,  or  Tabbies  manifold  : 
One  onely  lock  of  that  sweet  Hay 
Whereon  the  blessed  Babie  lay, 
Or  one  poore  Swadling-clout,  shall  be 
The  richest  New-yeeres  Gift  to  me, 

To  God. 

If  any  thing  delight  me  for  to  print 

My  Book,  'tis  this ;  that  Thou,  my  God,  art  in!t. 

Godj  and  the  King. 

How  am  I  bound  to  Two  !  God,  who  doth  give 
The  mind  ;  the  King,  the  meanes  whereby  I  live. 

Gods  mirth,  Mans  mourning. 

Where  God  is  merry,  there  write  down  thy  fears : 
What  He  with  laughter  speaks,  heare  thou  with  tears. 

Honours  are  hindrances. 

Give  me  Honours  :  what  are  these, 

But  the  pleasing  hindrances  ? 

Stiles,  and  stops,  and  stayes,  that  come 

In  the  way  'twixt  me,  and  home  : 

Cleer  the  walk,  and  then  shall  I  ", 

To  my  heaven  lesse  run,  then  flie. 

"The  Parasceve,  or  Preparation. 

To  a  Love-Feast  we  both  invited  are : 
The  figur'd  Damask,  or  pure  Diaper, 
Over  the  golden  Altar  now  is  spread. 
With  Bread,  and  Wine,  and  Vessells  furnished ; 
The  sacred  Towell,  and  the  holy  Eure 
Are  ready  by,  to  make  the  Guests  all  pure : 
Let's  go  (my  Alma)  yet  e're  we  receive, 
Fit,  fit  it  is,  we  have  our  Parasceve. 
Who  to  that  sweet  Bread  unprepar'd  doth  come 
Better  he  starv'd,  then  but  to  tast  one  crumme. 
A  a  2 


356  Noble  Numbers. 

To  God. 

God  gives  not  onely  come,  for  need, 
But  likewise  sup'rabundant  seed ; 
Bread  for  our  service,  bread  for  shew ; 
Meat  for  our  meales,  and  fragments  too  : 
He  gives  not  poorly,  taking  some 
Between  the  finger,  and  the  thumb ; 
But,  for  our  glut,  and  for  our  store, 
Fine  flowre  prest  down,  and  running  o're. 

A  will  to  be  •working. 

Although  we  cannot  turne  the  fervent  fit 
Of  sin,  we  must  strive  'gainst  the  streame  of  it : 
And  howsoe're  we  have  the  conquest  mist; 
'Tis  for  our  glory,  that  we  did  resist. 

Christs  part. 

Christ,  He  requires  still,  wheresoere  He  comes, 
To  feed,  or  lodge,  to  have  the  best  of  Roomes  : 
Give  Him  the  choice ;  grant  Him  the  nobler  part 
Of  all  the  House :  the  best  of  all's  the  Heart. 

Riches  and  Poverty. 

God  co'd  have  made  all  rich,  or  all  men  poore ; 
But  why  He  did  not,  let  me  tell  wherefore ; 
Had  all  been  rich,  where  then  had  Patience  been  ? 
Had  all  been  poore,  who  had  His  Bounty  seen  ? 

Sobriety  in  Search. 

To  seek  of  God  more  then  we  well  can  find, 
Argues  a  strong  distemper  of  the  mind. 

Almes. 

Give,  if  thou  canst,  an  Almes ;  if  not,  afford, 
Instead  of  that,  a  sweet  and  gentle  word  : 
God  crowns  our  goodnesse,  where  so  ere  He  sees, 
On  our  part,  wanting  all  abilities. 

Almes.    3  where  so  ere]  when  164S ;  corr.  in  orig.  Erraia  {see  p.  4) 


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To  his  Conscience. 

Can  I  not  sin,  but  thou  wilt  be 

My  private  Protonotarie  ? 

Can  I  not  wooe  thee  to  passe  by 

A  short  and  sweet  iniquity  ? 

I'le  cast  a  mist  and  cloud,  upon 

My  delicate  transgression, 

So  utter  dark,  as  that  no  eye 

Shall  see  the  hug'd  impietie  : 

Gifts  blind  the  wise,  and  bribes  do  please, 

And  winde  all  other  witnesses  : 

And  wilt  not  thou,  with  gold,  be  ti'd 

To  lay  thy  pen  and  ink  aside  ? 

That  in  the  mirk  and  tonguelesse  night. 

Wanton  I  may,  and  thou  not  write  ? 

It  will  not  be  :  And,  therefore,  now, 

For  times  to  come,  Tie  make  this  Vow, 

From  aberrations  to  live  free ; 

So  I'le  not  feare  the  Judge,  or  thee. 

To  his  Saviour. 

Lord,  I  confesse,  that  Thou  alone  art  able 

To  purifie  this  my  Augean  stable  : 

Be  the  Seas  water,  and  the  Land  all  Sope, 

Yet  if  Thy  Bloud  not  wash  me,  there's  no  hope. 

To  God. 

God  is  all-sufferance  here ;  here  He  doth  show 
No  Arrow  nockt,  onely  a  stringlesse  Bow : 
His  Arrowes  flie ;  and  all  his  stones  are  hurl'd 
Against  the  wicked,  in  another  world. 

His  Dreame. 

I  dreamt,  last  night,  Thou  didst  transfuse 
Oyle  from  Thy  Jarre,  into  my  creuze ; 
And  powring  still.  Thy  wealthy  store. 
The  vessell  full,  did  then  run  ore : 


358 


Noble  Numbers. 


Me  thought,  I  did  Thy  bounty  chide, 
To  see  the  waste  ;  but  'twas  repli'd 
By  Thee,  Deare  God,  God  gives  man  seed 
Oft-times  for  wast,  as  for  his  need. 
Then  I  co'd  say,  that  house  is  bare, 
That  has  not  bread,  and  some  to  spare. 


Gods  Bounty. 

Gods  Bounty,  that  ebbs  lesse  and  lesse. 
As  men  do  wane  in  thankfulnesse. 


'To  his  sweet  Saviour. 

Night  hath  no  wings,  to  him  that  cannot  sleep ; 

And  Time  seems  then,  not  for  to  flie,  but  creep ; 

Slowly  her  chariot  drives,  as  if  that  she 

Had  broke  her  wheele,  or  crackt  her  axeltree. 

Just  so  it  is  with  me,  who  list'ning,  pray  5 

The  winds,  to  blow  the  tedious  night  away ; 

That  I  might  see  the  cheerfuU  peeping  day. 

Sick  is  my  heart ;  O  Saviour  !  do  Thou  please 

To  make  my  bed  soft  in  my  sicknesses  : 

Lighten  my  candle,  so  that  I  beneath  lo 

Sleep  not  for  ever  in  the  vaults  of  death : 

Let  me  Thy  voice  betimes  i'  th  morning  heare ; 

Call,  and  I'le  come ;  say  Thou,  the  when,  and  where : 

Draw  me,  but  first,  and  after  Thee  I'le  run. 

And  make  no  one  stop,  till  my  race  be  done.  15 


His  Creed. 

I  do  believe,  that  die  I  must. 
And  be  return'd  from  out  my  dust : 
I  do  believe,  that  when  I  rise, 
Christ  I  shall  see,  with  these  same  eyes : 
I  do  believe,  that  I  must  come. 
With  others,  to  the  dreadfuU  Doome  : 
I  do  believe,  the  bad  must  goe 
From  thence,  to  everlasting  woe : 


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I  do  believe,  the  good,  and  I, 

Shall  live  with  Him  eternally :  lo 

I  do  believe,  I  shall  inherit 

Heaven,  by  Christs  mercies,  not  my  merit : 

I  do  believe,  the  One  in  Three, 

And  Three  in  perfect  Unitie : 

Lastly,  that  JESUS  is  a  Deed  15 

Of  Gift  from  God :  And  heres  my  Creed. 

Temptations. 
Temptations  hurt  not,  though  they  have  accesse : 
Satan  o'recomes  none,  but  by  willingnesse. 

The  Lamp. 

When  a  mans  Faith  is  frozen  up,  as  dead ; 
Then  is  the  Lamp  and  oyle  extinguished. 

Sorrowes. 

Sorrowes  our  portion  are :  Ere  hence  we  goe, 
Crosses  we  must  have ;  or,  hereafter  woe. 

Fenitencie. 

A  mans  transgression  God  do's  then  remit, 
When  man  he  makes  a  Penitent  for  it. 

The  Dirge  o/"  Jephthahs  Daughter :  sung 
hy  the  Virgins. 

1.  O  thou,  the  wonder  of  all  dayes  ! 
O  Paragon,  and  Pearle  of  praise ! 
O  Virgin-martyr,  ever  blest 

Above  the  rest 
Of  all  the  Maiden-Traine  !     We  come,  5 

And  bring  fresh  strewings  to  thy  Tombe. 

2.  Thus,  thus,  and  thus  we  compasse  round 
Thy  harmlesse  and  unhaunted  Ground ; 
And  as  we  sing  thy  Dirge,  we  will 

The  Daffadill,  10 

And  other  flowers,  lay  upon 
(The  Altar  of  our  love)  thy  Stone. 


360  Noble  Numbers. 

3.  Thou  wonder  of  all  Maids;  li'st  here, 
Of  Daughters  all,  the  Deerest  Deere ; 

The  eye  of  Virgins ;  nay,  the  Queen  15 

Of  this  smooth  Green, 
And  all  sweet  Meades ;  from  whence  we  get 
The  Primrose,  and  the  Violet. 

4.  Too  soon,  too  deere  dxA. /ephthah  buy, 

By  thy  sad  losse,  our  liberty :  20 

His  was  the  Bond  and  Cov'nant,  yet 

Thou  paid'st  the  debt. 
Lamented  Maid !  he  won  the  day. 
But  for  the  conquest  thou  didst  pay. 

5.  Thy  Father  brought  with  him  along  25 
The  Olive  branch,  and  Victors  Song : 

He  slew  the  Ammonites,  we  know. 

But  to  thy  woe ; 
And  in  the  purchase  of  our  Peace, 
The  Cure  was  worse  then  the  Disease.  30 

6.  For  which  obedient  zeale  of  thine. 
We  offer  here,  before  thy  Shrine, 
Our  sighs  for  Storax,  teares  for  Wine ; 

And  to  make  fine, 
And  fresh  thy  Herse-cloth,  we  will,  here,  35 

Foure  times  bestrew  thee  ev'ry  yeere. 

7.  Receive,  for  this  thy  praise,  our  teares ; 
Receive  this  offering  of  our  Haires : 
Receive  these  Christall  Vialls  fil'd 

With  teares,  distil'd  40 

From  teeming  eyes ;  to  these  we  bring. 
Each  Maid,  her  silver  Filleting, 

8.  To  guild  thy  Tombe ;  besides,  these  Caules, 
These  Laces,  Ribbands,  and  these  Faules, 

These  Veiles,  wherewith  we  use  to  hide  45 

The  BashfuU  Bride, 
When  we  conduct  her  to  her  Groome : 
All,  all  we  lay  upon  thy  Tombe. 

9.  No  more,  no  more,  since  thou  art  dead. 

Shall  we  ere  bring  coy  Brides  to  bed  ;  50 


Noble  Numbers.  361 

No  more,  at  yeerly  Festivalls 

We  Cowslip  balls, 
Or  chaines  of  Columbines  shall  make. 
For  this,  or  that  occasions  sake. 

10.  No,  no;  our  Maiden-pleasures  be  55 
Wrapt  in  the  winding-sheet,  with  thee : 

'Tis  we  are  dead,  though  not  i'  th  grave  : 

Or,  if  we  have 
One  seed  of  life  left,  'tis  to  keep 
A  Lent  for  thee,  to  fast  and  weep.  60 

1 1.  Sleep  in  thy  peace,  thy  bed  of  Spice ; 
And  make  this  place  all  Paradise  : 

May  Sweets  grow  here !  &  smoke  from  hence, 

Fat  Frankincense : 
Let  Balme,  and  Cassia  send  their  scent  65 

From  out  thy  Maiden-Monument. 

12.  May  no  Wolfe  howle,  or  Screech-Owle  stir 
A  wing  about  thy  Sepulcher  ! 

No  boysterous  winds,  or  stormes,  come  hither. 

To  starve,  or  wither  70 

Thy  soft  sweet  Earth  !  but  (like  a  spring) 
Love  keep  it  ever  flourishing. 

13.  May  all  shie  Maids,  at  wonted  hours. 
Come  forth,  to  strew  thy  Tombe  with  flow'rs : 

May  Virgins,  when  they  come  to  mourn,  75 

Male-Incense  burn 
Upon  thine  Altar !  then  return, 
And  leave  thee  sleeping  in  thy  Urn. 

To  God,  on  his  sicknesse. 

What  though  my  Harp,  and  Violl  be 

Both  hung  upon  the  Willow-tree  ? 

What  though  my  bed  be  now  my  grave. 

And  for  my  house  I  darknesse  have  ? 

What  though  my  healthfuU  dayes  are  fled,  5 

And  I  lie  numbred  with  the  dead  ? 

Yet  I  have  hope,  by  Thy  great  power. 

To  spring ;  though  now  a  wither'd  flower. 


362  Noble  Numbers, 

Sins  hatKdi  and  yet  lov^d. 

Shame  checks  our  first  attempts  ;  but  then  'tis  prov'd 
Sins  first  dislik'd,  are  after  that  belov'd. 


Sin. 

Sin  leads  the  way,  but  as  it  goes,  it  feels 

The  following  plague  still  treading  on  his  heels. 


Upon  God. 

God  when  He  takes  my  goods  and  chattels  hence 

Gives  me  a  portion,  giving  patience : 

What  is  in  God  is  God ;  if  so  it  be. 

He  patience  gives  ;  He  gives  himselfe  to  me. 

Faith. 

What  here  we  hope  for,  we  shall  once  inherit : 
By  Faith  we  all  walk  here,  not  by  the  Spirit. 

Humility. 

Humble  we  must  be,  if  to  Heaven  we  go : 
High  is  the  roof  there ;  but  the  gate  is  low  : 
When  e're  thou  speak'st,  look  with  a  lowly  eye  : 
Grace  is  increased  by  humility. 

"Teares. 

Our  present  Teares  here  (not  our  present  laughter) 
Are  but  the  handsells  of  our  joyes  hereafter. 

Sin  and  Strife. 

After  true  sorrow  for  our  sinnes,  our  strife 
Must  last  with  Satan,  to  the  end  of  life. 


Noble  Numbers.  363 


An  Ode^  or  Psalme,  to  God. 

Deer  God, 
If  thy  smart  Rod 

Here  did  not  make  me  sorrie, 
I  sho'd  not  be 
With  Thine,  or  Thee, 

In  Thy  eternall  Glorie. 

But  since 
Thou  didst  convince 

My  sinnes,  by  gently  striking ; 
Add  still  to  those 
First  stripes,  new  blowes, 

According  to  Thy  liking. 

Feare  me, 
Or  scourging  teare  me ; 

That  thus  from  vices  driven, 
I  may  from  Hell 
Flie  up,  to  dwell 

With  Thee,  and  Thine  in  Heaven. 


Graces  for  Children. 

What  God  gives,  and  what  we  take, 
'Tis  a  gift  for  Christ  His  sake : 
Be  the  meale  of  Beanes  and  Pease, 
God  be  thank'd  for  those,  and  these : 
Have  we  flesh,  or  have  we  fish. 
All  are  Fragments  from  His  dish. 
He  His  Church  save,  and  the  King, 
And  our  Peace  here,  like  a  Spring, 
Make  it  ever  flourishing. 


God  to  be  first  servd. 

Honour  thy  Parents ;  but  good  manners  call 
Thee  to  adore  thy  God,  the  first  of  all. 


364  Noble  Numbers. 


Another  Grace  for  a  Child. 

Here  a  little  child  I  stand, 
Heaving  up  my  either  hand ; 
Cold  as  Paddocks  though  they  be, 
Here  I  lift  them  up  to  Thee, 
For  a  Benizon  to  fall 
On  our  meat,  and  on  us  all.     Amen. 


A  Christmas  Caroll,  sung  to  the  King  in  the 
Presence  at  White-Hall. 

Char.  What  sweeter  musick  can  we  bring, 
Then  a  Caroll,  for  to  sing 
The  Birth  of  this  our  heavenly  King  ? 
Awake  the  Voice !  Awake  the  String ! 
Heart,  Eare,  and  Eye,  and  every  thing  5 

Awake !  the  while  the  active  Finger 
Runs  division  with  the  Singer. 

From  the  Flourish  they  came  to  the  Song. 

1.  Dark  and  dull  night,  flie  hence  away. 
And  give  the  honour  to  this  Day, 

That  sees  December  turn'd  to  May.  10 

2.  If  we  may  ask  the  reason,  say ; 

The  why,  and  wherefore  all  things  here 
Seem  like  the  Spring-time  of  the  yeere  ? 

3.  Why  do's  the  chilling  Winters  morne 

Smile,  like  a  field  beset  with  corne  ?  15 

Or  smell,  like  to  a  Meade  new-shorne. 

Thus,  on  the  sudden  ?    4.  Come  and  see 

The  cause,  why  things  thus  fragrant  be : 

'Tis  He  is  borne,  whose  quickning  Birth 

Gives  life  and  luster,  publike  mirth,  20 

To  Heaven,  and  the  under-Earth. 

Char.  We  see  Him  come,  and  know  him  ours. 

Who,  with  His  Sun-shine,  and  His  showers, 
Turnes  all  the  patient  ground  to  flowers. 


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I.  The  Darling  of  the  world  is  come,  jj 

And  fit  it  is,  we  finde  a  roome 
To  welcome  Him.     2.  The  nobler  part 
Of  all  the  house  here,  is  the  heart, 

Chor,  Which  we  will  give  Him ;  and  bequeath 

This  Hollie,  and  this  Ivie  Wreath,  30 

To  do  Him  honour  j  who's  our  King, 
And  Lord  of  all  this  Revelling. 

The  Musicall  Part  was  composed  by 
M.  Henry  Lawes. 


The  New-yeeres  Gift,  or  Circumcisions  Song, 

sung  to  the  King  in  the  Presence  at 

White-Hall. 

1.  Prepare  for  Songs ;  He's  come,  He's  come; 
And  be  it  sin  here  to  be  dumb. 

And  not  with  Lutes  to  fill  the  roome. 

2.  Cast  Holy  Water  all  about. 

And  have  a  care  no  fire  gos  out,  5 

But  'cense  the  porch,  and  place  throughout. 

3.  The  Altars  all  on  fier  be ; 

The  Storax  fries ;  and  ye  may  see, 
How  heart  and  hand  do  all  agree. 
To  make  things  sweet.     Chor.  Yet  all  less  sweet  then  He.  10 

4.  Bring  Him  along,  most  pious  Priest, 
And  tell  us  then,  when  as  thou  seest 
His  gently-gliding,  Dove-like  eyes. 

And  hear'st  His  whimp'ring,  and  His  cries ; 

How  canst  thou  this  Babe  circumcise?  15 

5.  Ye  must  not  be  more  pitifull  then  wise ; 
For,  now  unlesse  ye  see  Him  bleed. 
Which  makes  the  Bapti'me ;  'tis  decreed. 

The  Birth  is  fruitlesse :     Chor.  Then  the  work  God  speed. 


366 


Noble  Numbers. 


I.  Touch  gently,  gently  touch ;  and  here  ao 

Spring  Tulips  up  through  all  the  yeere ; 
And  from  His  sacred  Bloud,  here  shed, 
May  Roses  grow,  to  crown  His  own  deare  Head. 

Chor.  Back,  back  again ;  each  thing  is  done 

With  zeale  alike,  as  'twas  begun ;  25 

Now  singing,  homeward  let  us  carrie 
The  Babe  unto  His  Mother  Marie ; 
And  when  we  have  the  Child  commended 
To  her  warm  bosome,  then  our  Rites  are  ended. 

Composed  by  M.  Henry  Lowes. 

Another  New-yeeres  Gift,  or  Song  for 
the  Circumcision. 

1.  Hence,  hence  prophane,  and  none  appeare  , 
With  any  thing  unhallowed,  here : 

No  jot  of  Leven  must  be  found 
Conceal'd  in  this  most  holy  Ground  : 

2.  What  is  corrupt,  or  sowr'd  with  sin,  5 
Leave  that  without,  then  enter  in ; 

Chor.  But  let  no  Christmas  mirth  begin 
Before  ye  purge,  and  circumcise 
Your  hearts,  and  hands,  lips,  eares,  and  eyes. 

3.  Then,  like  &,  perfum'd  Altar,  see  10 
That  all  things  sweet,  and  clean  may  be : 

For,  here's  a  Babe,  that  (like  a  Bride) 
Will  blusk  to  death,  if  ought  be  spi'd 
Ill-scenting,  or  unpurifi'd. 

Chor.  The  room  is  cens'd :  help,  help  t'invoke  15 

Heaven  to  come  down,  the  while  we  choke 
The  Temple,  with  a  cloud  of  smoke. 

4.  Come  then,  and  gently  touch  the  Birth 
Of  Him,  who's  Lord  of  Heav'n  and  Earth  ; 

5.  And  softly  handle  Him  :   y'ad  need,  ao 
Because  the  preitie  Babe  do's  bleed. 

Poore-pittied  Child !  Who  from  Thy  Stall 
Bring'st,  in  Thy  Blood,  a  Balm,  that  shall 
Be  the  best  New-yeares  Gift  to  all. 


Noble  Numbers.  367 

I.  Let's  blesse  the  Babe :  And,  as  we  sing  25 

His  praise ;  so  let  us  blesse  the  King : 

Chor.  Long  may  He  live,  till  He  hath  told 
His  New-yeeres  trebled  to  His  old : 
And,  when  that's  done,  to  re-aspire 
A  new-borne  Fhosnix  from  His  own  chast  fire.  30 


Gods  Pardon. 

When  I  shall  sin,  pardon  my  trespasse  here ; 
For,  once  in  hell,  none  knowes  Remission  there. 

Sin. 

Sin  once  reacht  up  to  Gods  eternall  Sphere, 
And  was  committed,  not  remitted  there. 

Evill. 

Evill  no  Nature  hath ;  the  losse  of  good 
Is  that  which  gives  to  sin  a  liveUhood. 

The  Star-Song  :  A  Caroll  to  the  King  ; 
sung  at  White-Hall. 

The  Flourish  of  Mustek :  then  followed  the  Song. 

1.  Tell  us,  thou  cleere  and  heavenly  Tongue, 
Where  is  the  Babe  but  lately  sprung  ? 
Lies  He  the  Lillie-banks  among  ? 

2.  Or  say,  if  this  new  Birth  of  ours 
Sleeps,  laid  within  some  Ark  of  Flowers, 
Spangled  with  deaw-light ;  thou  canst  cleere 
All  doubts,  and  manifest  the  where. 

3.  Declare  to  us,  bright  Star,  if  we  shall  seek 
Him  in  the  Mornings  blushing  cheek. 

Or  search  the  beds  of  Spices  through, 
To  find  him  out?, 
Star.  No,  this  ye  need  not  do  ; 

But  only  come,  and  see  Him  rest 
A  Princely  Babe  in's  Mothers  Brest. 


368 


Noble  Numbers. 


Chor.  He's  seen,  He's  seen,  why  then  a  Round,  15 

Let's  kisse  the  sweet  and  holy  ground ; 
And  all  rejoyce,  that  we  have  found 
A  King,  before  conception  crowned. 

4.  Come  then,  come  then,  and  kt  us  bring 

Unto  our  prettie  Twelfth-Tide  King,  so 

Each  one  his  severall  offering  ; 

Chor.  And  when  night  comes,  wee'l  give  Him  wassailing : 
And  that  His  treble  Honours  may  be  seen, 
Wee'l  chuse  Him  King,  and  make  His  Mother  Queen. 

To  God. 

With  golden  Censers,  and  with  Incense,  here. 

Before  Thy  Virgin-Altar  I  appeare, 

To  pay  Thee  that  I  owe,  since  what  I  see 

In,  or  without ;  all,  all  belongs  to  Thee : 

Where  shall  I  now  begin  to  make,  for  one  5 

Least  loane  of  Thine,  half  Restitution  ? 

Alas  !  I  cannot  pay  a  jot ;  therefore 

I'le  kisse  the  Tally,  and  confesse  the  score. 

Ten  thousand  Talents  lent  me.  Thou  dost  write : 

'Tis  true,  my  God ;  but  I  can't  fay  one  mite.  10 

To  his  deere  God. 

I'le  hope  no  more. 
For  things  th^,!  will  not  come : 
And,  if  they  do,  they  prove  but  cumbersome ; 

Wealth  brings  much  woe : 
And,  since  it  fortunes  so ;  5 

'Tis  better  to  be  poore, 

Then  so  t'abound. 

As  to  be  drown'd, 
Or  overwhelm'd  with  store. 

Pale  care,  avant,  10 

I'le  learn  to  be  content 
With  that  small  stock,  Thy  Bounty  gave  or  lent. 

What  may  conduce 
To  my  most  healthful!  use,  -~ 


Noble  Numbers,  369 

Almighty  God  me  grant ;  15 

But  that,  or  this, 

That  hurtful!  is, 
Denie  Thy  suppliant. 

'To  God,  his  good  will. 

Gold  I  have  none,  but  I  present  my  need, 

O  Thou,  that  crown'st  the  will,  where  wants  the  deed. 

Where  Rams  are  wanting,  or  large  Bullocks  thighs. 

There  a  poor  Lamb's  a  plenteous  sacrifice. 

Take  then  his  Vowes,  who,  if  he  had  it,  would  5 

Devote  to  Thee,  both  incense,  myrrhe^  and  gold, 

Upon  an  Altar  rear'd  by  Him,  and  crown'd 

Both  with  the  Ruble,  Pearle,  and  Diamond. 

On  Heaven. 

Permit  mine  eyes  to  see 
Part,  or  the  whole  of  Thee, 

O  happy  place ! 

Where  all  have  Grace, 

And  Garlands  shar'd,  5 

For  their  reward ; 

Where  each  chast  Soule 

In  long  white  stole. 

And  Palmes  in  hand. 

Do  ravisht  stand ;  10 

So  in  a  ring« 

The  praises  sing 

Of  Three  in  One, 

That  fill  the  Throne; 
While  Harps,  and  Violls  then  15 

To  Voices,  say.  Amen. 

The  Summe,  and  the  Satisfaction. 

Last  night  I  drew  up  mine  Account, 
And  found  my  Debits  to  amount 
To  such  a  height,  as  for  to  tell 
How  I  sho'd  pay,  's  impossible  : 
Well,  this  I'le  do ;  my  mighty  score  5 

Thy  mercy-seat  I'le  lay  before ; 
On  Heaven.     15  Violls]  Misprinted  WoWs,  in  1648 
I  B  b 


3  7  o  Noble  Numbers. 


But  therewithal!  I'le  bring  the  Band, 

Which,  in  full  force,  did  daring  stand. 

Till  my  Redeemer  (on  the  Tree) 

Made  void  for  millions,  as  for  me.  lo 

Then,  if  Thou  bidst  me  pay,  or  go 

Unto  the  prison,  I'le  say,  no ; 

Christ  having  paid,  I  nothing  owe  : 

For,  this  is  sure,  the  Debt  is  dead 

By  Law,  the  Bond  once  cancelled.  15 

Good  men  afflicted  most. 
God  makes  not  good  men  wantons,  but  doth  bring 
Them  to  the  field,  and,  there,  to  skirmishing ; 
With  trialls  those,  with  terrors  these  He  proves. 
And  hazards  those  most,  whom  the  most  He  loves ; 
For  Sceva,  darts ;  for  Codes,  dangers ;  thus  5 

He  finds  a  fire  for  mighty  Mutius ; 
Death  for  stout  Cato ;  and  besides  all  these, 
A  poyson  too  He  has  for  Socrates ; 
Torments  for  high  Attilius ;  and,  with  want. 
Brings  in  Fabricius  for  a  Combatant :  10 

But,  bastard-slips,  and  such  as  He  dislikes. 
He  never  brings  them  once  to  th'  push  of  Pikes. 

Good  Christians 

Play  their  offensive  and  defensive  parts. 
Till  they  be  hid  o're  with  a  wood  of  darts. 

The  Will  the  cause  of  Woe. 

When  man  is  punisht,  he  is  plagued  still. 
Not  for  the  fault  of  Nature,  but  of  will. 

2I3  Heaven. 

Open  thy  gates 
To  him,  who  weeping  waits, 

And  might  come  in. 
But  that  held  back  by  sin. 

Let  mercy  be  S 

So  kind,  to  set  me  free. 

And  I  will  strait 
Come  in,  or  force  the  gate. 


Noble  Numbers.  371 


^he  Recompence. 
All  I  have  lost,  that  co'd  be  rapt  from  me ; 
And  fare  it  well :  yet  Herrick,  if  so  be 
Thy  Deerest  Saviour  renders  thee  but  one 
Smile,  that  one  smile's  full  restitution. 

To  God^ 

Pardon  me  God,  (once  more  I  Thee  intreat) 
That  I  have  plac'd  Thee  in  so  meane  a,  seat. 
Where  round  about  Thou  seest  but  all  things  vaine, 
Uncircumcis'd,  unseason'd,  and  prophane. 
But  as  Heavens  publike  and  immortall  Eye 
Looks  on  the  filth,  but  is  not  soil'd  thereby ; 
So  Thou,  my  God,  may'st  on  this  impure  look, 
But  take  no  tincture  from  my  sinfull  Book : 
Let  but  one  beame  of  Glory  on  it  shine, 
And  that  will  make  me,  and  my  Work  divine. 

To  God. 
Lord,  I  am  like  to  Misktoe, 
Which  has  no  root,  and  cannot  grow. 
Or  prosper,  but  by  that  same  tree 
It  clings  about ;  so  I  by  Thee. 
What  need  I  then  to  feare  at  all. 
So  long  as  I  about  Thee  craule  ? 
But  if  that  Tree  sho'd  fall,  and  die. 
Tumble  shall  heav'n,  and  down  will  I. 

His  wish  to  God. 

I  would  to  God,  that  mine  old  age  might  have 
Before  my  last,  but  here  a  living  grave. 
Some  one  poore  Almes-house ;  there  to  lie,  or  stir. 
Ghost-like,  as  in  my  meaner  sepulcher ; 
A  little  piggin,  and  a  pipkin  by, 
To  hold  things  fitting  my  necessity ; 
Which,  rightly  us'd,  both  in  their  time  and  place. 
Might  me  excite  to  fore,  and  after-grace. 
Thy  Crosse,  my  Christ,  fixt  'fore  mine  eyes  sho'd  be. 
Not  to  adore  that,  but  to  worship  Thee. 
So,  here  the  remnant  of  my  dayes  I'd  spend, 
Reading  Thy  Bible,  and  my  Book ;  so  end. 
B  b  2 


372  Noble  Numbers. 


Satan. 

When  we  'gainst  Satan  stoutly  fight,  the  more 
He  teares  and  tugs  us,  then  he  did  before ; 
Neglecting  once  to  cast  a  frown  on  those 
Whom  ease  makes  his,  without  the  help  of  blowes. 

Hell 

Hell  is  no  other,  but  a  soundlesse  pit, 
Where  no  one  beame  of  comfort  peeps  in  it. 


The  way. 

When  I  a  ship  see  on  the  Seas, 
Cuft  with  those  watrie  savages, 
And  therewithall,  behold,  it  hath 
In  all  that  way  no  beaten  path  ; 
Then,  with  a  wonder,  I  confesse, 
Thou  art  our  way  i'th  wildernesse : 
And  while  we  blunder  in  the  dark, 
Thou  art  our  candle  there,  or  spark. 

Great  grief,  great  glory. 

The  lesse  our  sorrowes  here  and  suffrings  cease. 
The  more  our  Crownes  of  Glory  there  increase. 

Hell, 

Hell  is  the  place  where  whipping-cheer  abounds, 
But  no  one  Jailor  there  to  wash  the  wounds. 

The  Bell-man. 

Along  the  dark,  and  silent  night. 
With  my  Lantern,  and  my  Light, 
And  the  tinkling  of  my  Bell, 
Thus  I  walk,  and  this  I  tell : 


Noble  Numbers.  373 


Death  and  dreadfulnesse  call  on, 
To  the  gen'rall  Session ; 
To  whose  dismall  Barre,  we  there 
All  accompts  must  come  to  cleere  : 
Scores  of  sins  w'ave  made  here  many, 
Wip't  out  few,  (God  knowes)  if  any. 
Rise  ye  Debters  then,  and  fall 
To  make  paiment,  while  I  call. 
Ponder  this,  when  I  am  gone  ; 
By  the  clock  'tis  almost  One. 


The  goodnesse  of  his  God. 

When  Winds  and  Seas  do  rage. 
And  threaten  to  undo  me, 

Thou  dost  their  wrath  asswage 
If  I  but  call  unto  Thee. 

A  mighty  storm  last  night 

Did  seek  my  soule  to  swallow, 

But  by  the  peep  of  light 
A  gentle  calme  did  follow. 

What  need  I  then  despaire. 

Though  ills  stand  round  about  me  ; 
Since  mischiefs  neither  dare 

To  bark,  or  bite,  without  Thee  ? 


The  Widdowes  teares  :  or.  Dirge 
of  Dorcas. 

Come  pitie  us,  all  ye,  who  see 
Our  Harps  hung  on  the  Willow-tree : 
Come  pitie  us,  ye  Passers  by, 
Who  see,  or  heare  poor  Widdowes  crie : 
Come  pitie  us  •  and  bring  your  eares, 
And  eyes,  to  pitie  Widdowes  teares. 
Char.    And  when  you  are  come  hither; 
Then  we  will  keep 
A  Fast,  and  weep 
Our  eyes  out  all  together. 


374  Noble  Numbers. 


For  Tabitha,  who  dead  lies  here, 

Clean  washt,  and  laid  out  for  the  Beere ; 

0  modest  Matrons,  weep  and  waile ! 
For  now  the  Come  and  Wine  must  faile : 

The  Basket  and  the  Bynn  of  Bread,  15 

Wherewith  so  many  soules  were  fed 
Chor.    Stand  empty  here  for  ever : 
And  ah  !  the  Poore, 
At  thy  worne  Doore, 
Shall  be  releeved  never.  20 

Woe  worth  the  Time,  woe  worth  the  day. 
That  reav'd  us  of  thee  Tabitha  ! 
For  we  have  lost,  with  thee,  the  Meale, 
The  Bits,  the  Morsells,  and  the  deale 
Of  gentle  Paste,  and  yeelding  Dow,  »5 

That  Thou  on  Widdowes  didst  bestow. 
Chor.    All's  gone,  and  Death  hath  taken 

Away  from  us 

Our  Maundie ;  thus, 
Thy  Widdowes  stand  forsaken.  30 

Ah  Dorcas,  Dorcas  !  now  adieu 
We  bid  the  Creuse  and  Pannier  too : 

1  and  the  flesh,  for  and  the  fish, 
Dol'd  to  us  in  That  Lordly  dish. 

We  take  our  leaves  now  of  the  Loome,  /  3;; 

From  whence  the  house-wives  cloth  did  come  : 
Chor.   The  web  affords  now  nothing ; 
Thou  being  dead. 
The  woosted  thred 
Is  cut,  that  made  us  clothing.  40 

,  B'arewell  the  Flax  and  Reaming  wooll, 
With  which  thy  house  was  plentifull. 
Farewell  the  Coats,  the  Garments,  and 
The  Sheets,  the  Rugs,  made  by  thy  hand. 
Farewell  thy  Fier  and  thy  Light,  45 

That  ne're  went  out  by  Day  or  Night : 
Chor.   No,  or  thy  zeale  so  speedy. 
That  found  a  way 
By  peep  of  day, 
To  feed  and  cloth  the  Needy.  50 


Noble  Numbers.  375 


6.  But,  ah,  alas  !  the  Almond  Bough, 
And  Olive  Branch  is  wither'd  now. 
The  Wine  Presse  now  is  ta'ne  from  us, 
The  Saffron  and  the  Calamus. 

The  Spice  and  Spiknard  hence  is  gone,  65 

The  Storax  and  the  Cynamon, 

Chor.   The  CaroU  of  our  gladnesse 
Ha's  taken  wing, 
And  our  late  spring 
Of  mirth  is  turn'd  to  sadnesse.  60 

7.  How  wise  wast  thou  in  all  thy  waies ! 
How  worthy  of  respect  and  praise ! 
How  Matron-like  didst  thou  go  drest ! 
How  soberly  above  the  rest 

Of  those  that  prank  it  with  their  Plumes ;  65 

And  jet  it  with  their  choice  purfumes. 
Chor,    Thy  vestures  were  not  flowing  : 
Nor  did  the  street 
Accuse  thy  feet 
Of  mincing  in  their  going.  70 

8.  And  though  thou  here  li'st  dead,  we  see 
A  deale  of  beauty  yet  in  thee. 

How  sweetly  shewes  thy  smiling  face, 
Thy  lips  with  all  diffused  grace  ! 

Thy  hands  (though  cold)  yet  spotlesse,  white,  75 

And  comely  as  the  Chrysolite. 
Chor.   Thy  belly  like  a  hill  is, 
Or  as  a  neat 
Cleane  heap  of  wheat, 
All  set  about  with  Lillies.  80 

9.  Sleep  with  thy  beauties  here,  while  we 
Will  shew  these  garments  made  by  thee ; 
These  were  the  Coats,  in  these  are  read 
The  monuments  of  Dorcas  dead. 

These  were  thy  Acts,  and  thou  shalt  have  85 

These  hung,  as  honours  o're  thy  Grave, 
Chor.   And  after  us  (distressed) 

Sho'd  fame  be  dumb ; 
Thy  very  Tomb 
Would  cry  out.  Thou  art  blessed.  90 


376  Noble  Numbers. 

To  God,  in  time  of  plundering. 

Rapine  has  yet  tooke  nought  from  me ; 
But  if  it  please  my  God,  I  be 
Brought  at  the  last  to  th'  utmost  bit, 
God  make  me  thankfull  still  for  it. 
I  have  been  gratefull  for  my  store : 
Let  me  say  grace  when  there's  no  more. 

To  his  Saviour.     The  New  yeers  gift. 

That  little  prettie  bleeding  part 

Of  Foreskin  send  to  me : 
And  He  returne  a  bleeding  Heart, 

For  New-yeers  gift  to  thee. 

Rich  is  the  Jemme  that  thou  did'st  send, 

Mine's  faulty  too,  and  small : 
But  yet  this  Gift  Thou  wilt  commend. 

Because  I  send  Thee  all. 

Doomes-Day. 

Let  not  that  Day  Gods  Friends  and  Serrants  scare  : 
The  Bench  is  then  their  place ;  and  not  the  Barre. 

The  Poores  Portion. 

The  sup'rabundance  of  my  store. 
That  is  the  portion  of  the  poore  : 
Wheat,  Barley,  Rie,  or  Oats ;  what  is't 
But  he  takes  tole  of?  all  the  Griest. 
Two  raiments  have  I :  Christ  then  makes 
This  Law ;  that  He  and  I  part  stakes. 
Or  have  I  two  loaves ;  then  I  use 
The  poore  to  cut,  and  I  to  chuse. 

The  white  Island :  or  place  of  the  Blest. 

In  this  world  (the  Isle  of  Dreames) 
While  we  sit  by  sorrowes  streames, 
Teares  and  terrors  are  our  theames 
Reciting : 


Noble  Numbers.  377 


But  when  once  from  hence  we  flie, 
More  and  more  approaching  nigh 
Unto  young  Eternitie 

Uniting : 

In  that  whiter  Island,  where 
Things  are  evermore  sincere ; 
Candor  here,  and  lustre  there 

Delighting : 

There  no  monstrous  fancies  shall 
Out  of  hell  an  horrour  call, 
To  create  (or  cause  at  all) 

Affrighting. 

There  in  calm  and  cooling  sleep 
We  our  eyes  shall  never  steep ; 
But  eternall  watch  shall  keep, 
Attending 

Pleasures,  such  as  shall  pursue 
Me  immortaliz'd,  and  you  ; 
And  fresh  joyes,  as  never  too 

Have  ending. 


To  Christ. 

I  crawle,  I  creep ;  my  Christ,  I  come 
To  Thee,  for  curing  Balsamum : 
Thou  hast,  nay  more.  Thou  art  the  Tree, 
Affording  salve  of  Soveraigntie. 
My  mouth  I'le  lay  unto  Thy  wound 
Bleeding,  that  no  Blood  touch  the  ground : 
For,  rather  then  one  drop  shall  fall 
To  wast,  my  JESU,  I'le  take  all. 


To  God. 

God  !  to  my  little  meale  and  oyle, 
Add  but  a  bit  of  flesh,  to  boyle : 
And  Thou  my  Pipkinnet  shalt  see. 
Give  a  wave-offring  unto  Thee. 


37^  Noble  Numbers. 

Free  Welcome. 

God  He  refuseth  no  man ;  but  makes  way 
For  All  that  now  come,  or  hereafter  may. 

"Gods  Grace. 

Gods  Grace  deserves  here  to  be  daily  fed, 
That,  thus  increast,  it  might  be  perfected. 

Coming  to  Christ. 

To  him,  who  longs  unto  his  CHRIST  to  go. 
Celerity  even  it  self  is  slow. 

Correction. 

God  had  but  one  Son  free  from  sin ;  but  none 
Of  all  His  sonnes  free  from  correction. 

Gods  Bounty. 

God,  as  He's  potent,  so  He's  likewise  known. 
To  give  us  more  then  Hope  can  fix  upon. 

Knowledge. 

Science  in  God,  is  known  to  be 
A  Substance,  not  a  Qualitie. 

Salutation. 

Christ,  I  have  read,  did  to  His  Chaplains  say. 
Sending  them  forth,  Salute  no  man  by  tK  way : 
Not,  that  He  taught  His  Ministers  to  be 
Unsmooth,  or  sowre,  to  all  civilitie ; 
But  to  instruct  them,  to  avoid  all  snares 
Of  tardidation  in  the  Lords  Affaires. 
Manners  are  good  :  but  till  his  errand  ends. 
Salute  we  must,  nor  Strangers,  Kin,  or  Friends. 

Lasciviousnesse. 

Lasciviousnesse  is  known  to  be 
The  sister  to  saturitie. 


Noble  Numbers.  379 

Teares. 

God  from  our  eyes  all  teares  hereafter  wipes, 
And  gives  His  Children  kisses  then,  not  stripes. 

Gods  Blessing. 

In  vain  our  labours  are,  whatsoe're  they  be, 
Unlesse  God  gives  the  Benedicite. 

God,  and  Lord. 

God,  is  His  Name  of  Nature ;  but  that  word 
Implies  His  Power,  when  He's  caVd  the  LORD. 

The  Judgment-Day. 

God  hides  from  man  the  reck'ning  Day,  that  He 
May  feare  it  ever  for  uncertaintie : 
That  being  ignorant  of  that  one,  he  may 
Expect  the  coming  of  it  ev'ry  day. 

Angells. 

Angells  are  called  Gods  ;  yet  of  them,  none 
Are  Gods,  but  ^yj  participation, : 
As  just  Men  are  intitled  Gods,  yet  none 
Are  Gods,  of  them,  but  by  Adoption. 

Long  life. 

The  longer  thred  of  life  we  spin. 
The  more  occasion  still  to  sin. 

Teares. 

The  teares  of  Saints  more  sweet  by  farre. 
Then  all  the  songs  of  sinners  are. 

Manna. 

That  Manna,  which  God  on  His  people  cast. 
Fitted  it  self  to  ev'ry  Feeders  tast. 


380  Noble  Numbers. 


Reverence. 

True  rev'rence  is  (as  Cassiodore  doth  prove) 
The  feare  of  God,  commixt  with  cleanly  love 


Mercy. 

Mercy,  the  wise  Athenians  held  to  be 
Not  an  Affection,  but  a  Deitie. 


Wages. 

After  this  life,  the  wages  shall 
Not  shar'd  alike  be  unto  all. 


Temptation. 

God  tempteth  no  one  (as  S.  Au^stine  saith) 
For  any  ill ;  but,  for  the  proof  of  Faith : 
Unto  temptation  God  exposeth  some ; 
But  none,  of  purpose,  to  be  overcome. 


Gods  hands. 

Gods  Hands  are  round,  &  smooth,  that  gifts  may  fall 
Freely  from  them,  and  hold  none  back  at  all. 

Labour. 

Labour  we  must,  and  labour  hard 
I'th  Forum  here,  or  Vineyard. 


Mora  Sponsi,  the  stay  of  the  Bridegroome. 

The  time  the  Bridegroom  stayes  from  hence, 
Is  but  the  time  of  penitence. 

Roaring. 

Roarihg  is  nothing  but  a  weeping  part, 
Forc'd  from  the  mighty  dolour  of  the  heart. 


Noble  Numbers.  381 


The.  Eucharist. 

He  that  is  hurt  seeks  help :  sin  is  the  wound ; 
The  salve  for  this  i'th  Eucharist  is  found. 

Sin  severely  punisht. 

God  in  His  own  Day  will  be  then  severe, 

To  punish  great  sins,  who  small  faults  whipt  here. 

Monies  Scripturarum,  the  Mounts  of 
the  Scriptures. 

The  Mountains  of  the  Scriptures  are  (some  say) 
Moses,  and  Jesus,  called  Joshua  : 
The  Prophets  Mountains  of  the  Old  are  meant ; 
Th'  Apostles  Mounts  of  the  New  Testament. 

Prayer. 

A  prayer,  that  is  said  alone, 

Starves,  having  no  companion. 

Great  things  ask  for,  when  thou  dost  pray. 

And  those  great  are,  which  ne're  decay. 

Pray  not  for  silver,  rust  eats  this ; 

Ask  not  for  gold,  which  metall  is  : 

Nor  yet  for  houses,  which  are  here 

But  earth  :  such  vowes  nere  reach  Gods  eare. 

Christs  sadnesse. 

Christ  was  not  sad,  i'th  garden,  fo.r  His  own 
Passion,  but  for  His  sheeps  dispersion. 

God  heares  us. 

God,  who's  in  Heav'n,  will  hear  from  thence ; 
If  not  to'th  sound,  yet,  to  the  sense. 

God. 

God  (as  the  learned  Damascen  doth  write) 
A  Sea  of  Substance  is.  Indefinite. 


382  Noble  Numbers. 


Clouds. 

He  that  ascended  in  a  cloud,  shall  come 
In  clouds,  descending  to  the  publike  Doome. 


Comforts  in  contentions. 

The  same,  who  crownes  the  Conquerour,  will  be 
A  Coadjutor  in  the  Agonie. 


Heaven. 

Heav'n  is  most  faire ;  but  fairer  He 
That  made  that  fairest  Canopie. 

God. 

In  God  there's  nothing,  but  'tis  known  to  be 
Ev'n  God  Himself,  in  perfect  Entitie. 

His  Power. 

God  can  do  all  things,  save  but  what  are  known 
For  to  imply  a  contradiction. 


Christs  words  on  the  Crosse,  My  God,  My  God. 

Christ,  when  He  hung  the  dreadfuU  Crosse  upon. 

Had  (as  it  were)  a  Dereliction ; 

In  this  regard,  in  those  great  terrors  He 

Had  no  one  Beame  from  Gods  sweet  Majestic. 


JEHOVAH. 

Jehovah,  as  Bo'etius  saith. 

No  number  of  the  Plurall  hath. 


Confusion  of  face. 

God  then  confounds  mans  face,  when  He  not  hears 
The  Vowes  of  those,  who  are  Petitioners. 


Noble  Numbers.  383 


Another. 

The  shame  of  mans  face  is  no  more 
Then  prayers  repel'd,  (sayes  Cassiodore). 


Beggars. 

Jacob  Gods  Beggar  was ;  and  so  we  wait 
(Though  ne're  so  rich)  all  beggars  at  His  Gate. 


Good^  and  bad. 

The  Bad  among  the  Good  are  here  mixt  ever : 
The  Good  without  the  Bad  are  here  plac'd  never. 


Sin. 

Sin  no  Existence ;  Nature  none  it  hath, 
Or  Good  at  all,  (as  learn'd  Aquinas  saith.) 

Martha,  Martha. 

The  repetition  of  the  name  made  known 
No  other,  then  Christs  full  Affection. 

Youth,  and  Age. 

God  on  our  Youth  bestowes  but  little  ease ; 
But  on  our  Age  most  sweet  Indulgences. 

Gods  power. 

God  is  so  potent,  as  His  Power  can. 
Draw  out  oi  bad  a  soveraigne  good  to  man. 

Paradise. 

Paradise  is  (as  from  the  Learn'd  I  gather) 
A  quire  of  blest  Souks  circling  in  the  Father. 


384  Noble  Numbers. 

Observation. 

The  Jewes,  when  they  built  Houses  (I  have  read) 
One  part  thereof  left  still  unfinished : 
To  make  them,  thereby,  mindfull  of  their  own 
Cities  most  sad  and  dire  destruction, 

'The  Asse. 
God  did  forbid  the  Israelites,  to  bring 
An  Asse  unto  Him,  for  an  offering: 
Onely,  by  this  dull  creature,  to  expresse 
His  detestation  to  all  slothfulnesse. 

Observation. 
The  Virgin-Mother  stood  at  distance  (there) 
From  her  Sonnes  Crosse,  not  shedding  once  a  teare : 
Because  the  Law  forbad  to  sit  and  crie 
For  those,  who  did  as  malefactors  die. 
So  she,  to  keep  her  mighty  woes  in  awe, 
Tortur'd  her  love,  not  to  transgresse  the  Law. 
Observe  we  may,  how  Mary  Joses  then, 
And  th'  other  Mary  {Mary  Magdakn) 
Sate  by  the  Grave ;  and  sadly  sitting  there, 
Shed  for  their  Master  many  a  bitter  teare : 
But  'twas  not  till  their  dearest  Lord  was  dead ; 
And  then  to  weep  they  both  were  licensed. 

Tapers. 
Those  Tapers,  which  we  set  upon  the  grave, 
In  fun'rall  pomp,  but  this  importance  have ; 
That  soules  departed  are  not  put  out  quite ; 
But,  as  they  walk't  here  in  their  vestures  white. 
So  live  in  Heaven,  in  everlasting  light. 

Christs  Birth. 
One  Birth  our  Saviour  had ;  the  like  none  yet 
Was,  or  will  be  a  second  like  to  it. 

The  Virgin  Mary. 
To  work  a  wonder,  God  would  have  her  shown. 
At  once,  a  Bud,  and  yet  a  Rosefull-blowne. 


JSoble  Numbers.  385 


Another. 

As  Sun-beames  pierce  the  glasse,  and  streaming  in, 
No  crack  or  Schism  e  leave  i'th  subtill  skin  : 
So  the  Divine  Hand  work't,  and  brake  no  thred, 
But,  in  a  Mother,  kept  a  maiden-head. 

God. 

God,  in  the  holy  Tongue,  they  call 
The  Place  that  fiUeth  All  in  all. 

Another  of  God. 

God's  said  to  leave  this  place,  and  for  to  come 
Nearer  to  that  place,  then  to  other  some : 
Of  locall  motion,  in  no  least  respect. 
But  only  by  impression  of  effect. 

Another. 

God  is  Jehovah  cal'd ;  which  name  of  His 
Implies  or  Essence,  or  the  He  that  Is. 

Gods  presence. 

God's  evident,  and  may  be  said  to  be 
Present  with  just  men,  to  the  veritie : 
But  with  the  wicked  if  He  doth  comply, 
'Tis  (as  S.  Bernard  saith)  but  seemingly. 

Gods  dwellings 

God's  said  to  dwell  there,  wheresoever  He 
Puts  down  some  prints  of  His  high  Majestie : 
As  when  to  man  He  comes,  and  there  doth  place 
His  holy  Spirit,  or  doth  plant  His  Grace. 

The  Virgin  Mary. 

The  Virgin  Marie  was  (as  I  have  read) 
The  House  of  God,  by  Christ  inhabited ; 
Into  the  which  He  enter'd :  but,  the  Doore 
Once  shut,  was  never  to  be  open'd  more. 
»i7.a  C  C 


386 


Noble  Numbers. 


"To  God. 


God's  undivided,  One  in  Persons  Three ; 

And  Three  in  Inconfused  Unity : 

Original!  of  Essence  there  is  none 

'Twixt  God  the  Father,  Holy  Ghost,  and  Sonne : 

And  though  the  Father  be  the  first  of  Three, 

'Tis  but  by  Order,  not  by  Entitie. 

Upon  Woman  and  Mary.    , 

So  long  (it  seem'd)  as  Manes  Faith  was  small, 
Christ  did  her  Woman,  not  her  Mary  call : 
But  no  more  Woman,  being  strong  in  Faith  ; 
But  Mary  cal'd  then  (as  S.  Ambrose  saith). 

North  and  South. 

The /ewes  their  beds,  and  offices  of  ease, 

Plac't  North  and  South,  for  these  cleane  purposes ; 

That  mans  uncomely  froth  might  not  molest 

Gods  wayes  and  walks,  which  lie  still  East  and  West. 

Sabbaths. 

Sabbaths  are  threefold,  (as  S.  Austine  sayes :) 
The  first  of  Time,  or  Sabbath  here  of  Dayes ; 
The  second  is  a  Conscience  trespasse-free ; 
The  last  the  Sabbath  of  Eternitie. 


The  Fasty  or  Lent. 

Noah  the  first  was  (as  Tradition  sayes) 
That  did  ordaiiie  the  Fast  of  forty  Dayes. 


Sin. 

There  is  no  evill  that  we  do  commit, 
But  hath  th'  extraction  of  some  good  from  it : 
As  when  we  sin ;  God,  the  great  Chymist,  thence 
Drawes  out  th'  Elixar  of  true  penitence. 


Noble  Numbers.  387 

God. 

God  is  more  here,  then  in  another  place, 
Not  by  His  Essence,  but  commerce  of  Grace. 

This^  and  the  next  World. 

God  hath  this  world  for  many  made ;  'tis  true  : 
But  He  hath  made  the  world  to  come  for  few. 


Ease. 

God  gives  to  none  so  absolute  an  Ease, 
As  not  to  know,  or  feel  some  Grievances. 

Beginnings  and  Endings. 

Paul,  he  began  ill,  but  he  ended  well ; 
Judas  began  well,  but  he  foulely  fell : 
In  godHnesse,  not  the  beginnings,  so 
Much  as  the  ends  are  to  be  lookt  unto. 

Temporall  goods. 

These  temp'rall  goods  God  (the  most  Wise)  commends 
To  th'  good  and  bad,  in  common,  for  two  ends  : 
First,  that  these  goods  none  here  may  o're  esteem, 
Because  the  wicked  do  partake  of  them  : 
Next,  that  these  ills  none  cowardly  may  shun ; 
Being,  oft  here,  the  just  mans  portion. 

Hell  fire. 

The  fire  of  Hell  this  strange  condition  hath. 
To  burn,  not  shine  (as  learned  Basil  saith.) 

Abels  Bloud. 

Speak,  did  the  Bloud  of  Abel  cry 
To  God  for  vengeance  ?  yes  say  I ; 
Ev'n  as  the  sprinkled  bloud  cal'd  on 
God,  for  an  expiation, 
c  c  2 


388  Noble  Numbers. 

Another. 
The  bloud  of  Abel  was  a  thing 
Of  such  a  rev'rend  reckoning, 
As  that  the  old  World  thought  it  fit, 
Especially  to  sweare  by  it. 

A  Position  in  the  Hebrew  Divinity. 

One  man  repentant  is  of  more  esteem 

With  God,  then  one,  that  never  sin'd  'gainst  Him. 

Penitence. 

The  Doctors,  in  the  Talmud,  say, 
That  in  this  world,  one  onely  day 
In  true  repentance  spent,  will  be 
More  worth,  then  Heav'ns  Eternitie. 

Gods  Presence. 

God's  present  ev'ry  where ;  but  most  of  all 
Present  by  Union  Hypostaticall : 
God,  He  is  there,  where's  nothing  else  (Schooles  say) 
And  nothing  else  is  there,  where  H^s  away. 

The  Resurrection  possible,  and  probable. 

For  each  one  Body,  that  i'th  earth  is  sowne. 

There's  an  up-rising  but  of  one  for  one : 

But  for  each  Graine,  that  in  the  ground  is  thrown, 

Threescore  or  fourescore  spring  up  thence  for  one 

So  that  the  wonder  is  not  halfe  so  great. 

Of  ours,  as  is  the  rising  of  the  wheat. 

Christs  suffering. 

Justly  our  dearest  Saviour  may  abhorre  us. 
Who  hath  more  suffer'd  by  us  farre,  then  for  us. 

Sinners. 

Sinners  confounded  are  a  twofold  way, 
Either  as  when  (the  learned  Schoolemen  say) 
Mens  sins  destroyed  are,  when  they  repent ; 
Or  when,  for  sins,  men  suffer  punishment. 


Noble  Numbers.  389 


Temptations. 

No  man  is  tempted  so,  but  may  o'recome, 
If  that  he  has  a  will  to  Masterdome. 

Pitticy  and  punishment. 

God  doth  embrace  the  good  with  love ;  &  gaines 
The  good  by  mercy,  as  the  bad  by  paines. 

Gods  price,  and  mans  price. 

God  bought  man  here  w*!'  his  hearts  blood  expence ; 
And  man  sold  God  here  for  base  thirty  pence. 

Christs  Action. 

Christ  never  did  so  great  a  work,  but  there 
His  humane  Nature  did,  in  part,  appeare  : 
Or,  ne're  so  meane  a  peece,  but  men  might  see 
Therein  some  beames  of  His  Divinitie  : 
So  that,  in  all  He  did,  there  did  combine 
His  Humane  Nature,  and  His  Part  Divine. 

Predestination. 

Predestination  is  the  Cause  alone 
Of  many  standing,  but  of  fall  to  none. 

Another. 

Art  thou  not  destin'd  ?  then,  with  hast,  go  on 
To  make  thy  faire  Predestination : 
If  thou  canst  change  thy  life,  God  then  will  please 
To  change,  or  call  back.  His  past  Sentences. 

Sin. 

Sin  never  slew  a  soule,  unlesse  there  went 
Along  with  it  some  tempting  blandishment. 

Another. 

Sin  is  an  act  so  free,  that  if  we  shall 
Say,  'tis  not  free,  'tis  then  no  sin  at  all. 


390  Noble  Numbers. 


Another. 

Sin  is  the  cause  of  death ;  and  sin's  alone 
The  cause  of  Gods  Predestination : 
And  from  Gods  Prescience  of  mans  sin  doth  flow 
Our  Destination  to  eternall  woe. 


Frescience. 

Gods  Prescience  makes  none  sinfull;  but  th'  offence 
Of  man's  the  chief  cause  of  Gods  Prescience. 


Christ. 

To  all  our  wounds,  here,  whatsoe're  they  be, 
Christ  is  the  one  sufficient  Remedie. 


Christs  Incarnation. 

Christ  took  our  Nature  on  Him,  not  that  He 
'Bove  all  things  lov'd  it,  for  the  puritie : 
No,  but  He  drest  Him  with  our  humane  Trim, 
Because  our  flesh  stood  most  in  need  of  Him. 

Heaven. 

Heaven  is  not  given  for  our  good  works  here : 
Yet  it  is  given  to  the  Labourer. 

Gods  keyes. 

God  hasfoure  keyes,  which  He  reserves  alone ; 
The  first  of  Paine,  the  key  of  Hell  next  known : 
With  the  third  key  He  opes  and  shuts  the  wombe ; 
And  with  \ht  fourth  key  He  unlocks  the  tombe. 

Sin. 

There's  no  constraint  to  do  amisse, 
Whereas  but  one  enforcement  is. 


Noble  Numbers.  391 


Almes. 

Give  unto  all,  lest  he,  whom  thou  deni'st, 
May  chance  to  be  no  other  man,  but  Christ. 

Hell  fire. 

One  onely  fire  has  Hell ;  but  yet  it  shall, 
Not  after  one  sort,  there  excruciate  all : 
But  look,  how  each  transgressor  onward  went 
Boldly  in  sin,  shall  feel  more  punishment. 

To  keep  a  true  Lent. 

1.  Is  this  a  Fast,  to  keep 

The  Larder  leane  ? 
And  cleane 
From  fat  of  Veales,  and  Sheep  ? 

2.  Is  it  to  quit  the  dish  5 

Of  Flesh,  yet  still 
To  fill 
The  platter  high  with  Fish  ? 

3.  Is  it  to  fast  an  houre. 

Or  rag'd  to  go,  10 

Or  show 
A  down-cast  look,  and  sowre  ? 

4.  No  :  'tis  a  Fast,  to  dole 

Thy  sheaf  of  wheat. 

And  meat,  15 

Unto  the  hungry  Soule. 

5.  It  is  to  fast  from  strife. 

From  old  debate. 

And  hate; 
To  circumcise  thy  life.  ao 

6.  To  shew  a  heart  grief-rent ; 

To  sterve  thy  sin, 
Not  Bin 
And  that's  to  keep  thy  Lent. 


392  Noble  Numbers. 

No  time  in  Etemitie. 

By  houres  we  all  live  here,  in  Heaven  is  known 
No  spring  of  Time,  or  Times  succession. 

His  Meditation  upon  Death. 

Be  those  few  hours,  which  I  have  yet  to  spend. 

Blest  with  the  Meditation  of  my  end  : 

Though  they  be  few  in  number,  I'm  content ; 

If  otherwise,  I  stand  indifferent : 

Nor  makes  it  matter,  Nestors  yeers  to  tell,  5 

If  man  lives  long,  and  if  he  live  not  well. 

A  multitude  of  dayes  still  heaped  on, 

Seldome  brings  order,  but  confusion. 

Might  I  make  choice,  long  life  sho'd  be  with-stood ; 

Nor  wo'd  I  care  how  short  it  were,  if  good :  ro 

Which  to  effect,  let  ev'ry  passing  Bell 

Possesse  my  thoughts,  next  comes  my  dolefull  knell 

And  when  the  night  perswades  me  to  my  bed, 

I'le  thinke  I'm  going  to  be  buried  : 

So  shall  the  Blankets  which  come  over  me,  15 

Present  those  Turfs,  which  once  must  cover  me  : 

And  with  as  firme  behaviour  I  will  meet 

The  sheet  I  sleep  in,  as  my  Winding-sheet. 

When  sleep  shall  bath  his  body  in  mine  eyes, 

I  will  believe,  that  then  my  body  dies :  20 

And  if  I  chance  to  wake,  and  rise  thereon, 

I'le  have  in  mind  my  Resurrection, 

Which  must  produce  me  to  that  Gen'rall  Doome, 

To  which  the  Pesant,  so  the  Prince  must  come, 

To  heare  the  Judge  give  sentence  on  the  Throne,  35 

Without  the  least  hope  of  affection. 

Teares,  at  that  day,  shall  make  but  weake  defence ; 

When  Hell  and  Horrour  fright  the  Conscience. 

Let  me,  though  late,  yet  at  the  last,  begin 

To  shun  the  least  Temptation  to  a  sin ;  30 

Though  to  be  tempted  be  no  sin,  untill 

Man  to  th'  alluring  object  gives  his  will. 

Such  let  my  life  assure  me,  when  my  breath 

Goes  theeving  from  me,  I  am  safe  in  death ; 

Which  is  the  height  of  comfort,  when  I  fall,  35 

I  rise  triumphant  in  my  Funerall. 


Noble  Numbers.  393 

Cloathsfor  Continuance. 

Those  Garments  lasting  evermore, 
Are  works  of  mercy  to  the  poore, 
Which  neither  Tettar,  Time,  or  Moth 
Shall  fray  that  silke,  or  fret  this  cloth. 

To  God. 

Come  to  me  God ;  but  do  not  come 

To  me,  as  to  the  gen'rall  Doome, 

In  power ;  or  come  Thou  in  that  state. 

When  Thou  Thy  Lawes  didst  promulgate. 

When  as  the  Mountains  quak'd  for  dread,  5 

And  sullen  clouds  bound  up  his  head. 

No,  lay  thy  stately  terrours  by, 

To  talke  with  me  familiarly ; 

For  if  Thy  thunder-claps  I  heare, 

I  shall  lesse  swoone,  then  die  for  feare.  10 

Speake  thou  of  love  and  I'le  reply 

By  way  of  Epithalamie, 

Or  sing  of  mercy,  and  I'le  suit  . 

To  it  my  Violl  and  my  Lute  :' 

Thus  let  Thy  lips  but  love  distill,  15 

Then  come  my  God,  and  hap  what  will. 

The  Souk. 

When  once  the  Soule  has  lost  her  way, 
O  then,  how  restl6sse  do's  she  stray ! 
And  having  not  her  God  fof  light. 
How  do's  she  erre  in  endlesse  night ! 

The  Judgement  day. 

In  doing  justice,  God  shall  then  be  known, 
^Who  shewing  mercy  here,  few  priz'd,  or  none. 

Sufferings. 

We  merit  all  we  suffer,  and  by  far 

More  stripes,  then  God  layes  on  the  sufferer. 

To  God.    6  Mountains]  Mountain  cf.  Pollard  (Jo  suit  liis  of  I.  6) 


394  Noble  Numbers. 


Paine  and  pleasure. 

God  suffers  not  His  Saints,  and  Servants  deere, 
To  have  continual!  paine,  or  pleasure  here  : 
But  look  how  night  succeeds  the  day,  so  He 
Gives  them  by  turnes  their  grief  and  joUitie. 


Gods  presence. 

God  is  all-present  to  what  e're  we  do, 
And  as  all-present,  so  all-filling  too. 


Another. 

That  there's  a  God,  we  all  do  know. 
But  what  God  is,  we  cannot  show. 


The  poore  mans  part. 

Tell  me  rich  man,  for  what  intent 
Thou  load'st  with  gold  thy  vestiment  ? 
When  as  the  poore  crie  out,  to  us 
Belongs  all  gold  superfluous. 


The  right  hand. 

God  has  a  Right  Hand,  but  is  quite  bereft 
Of  that,  which  we  do  nominate  the  Left. 


The  Staffe  and  Rod. 

Two  instruments  belong  unto  our  God  ; 
The  one  a  Staffe  is,  and  the  next  a  Hod : 
That  if  the  twig  sho'd  chance  too  much  to  smart. 
The  staffe  might  come  to  play  the  friendly  part. 


God  sparing  in  scourging. 

God  still  rewards  us  more  then  our  desert : 
But  when  He  strikes.  He  quarter-acts  His  part. 


Noble  Numbers.  395 


Confession. 

Confession  twofold  is  (as  Austine  sayes,) 

The  first  di  sin  is,  and  the  next  ol  praise : 

If  ill  it  goes  with  thee,  thy  faults  confesse  : 

If  well,  then  chant  Gods  praise  with  cheerfulnesse. 

Gods  'Descent. 

God  is  then  said  for  to  descend,  when  He 
Doth,  here  on  earth,  some  thing  of  novitie ; 
As  when,  in  humane  nature  He  works  more 
Then  ever,  yet,  the  like  was  done  before. 

No  coming  to  God  without  Christ. 

Good  and  great  God  I  How  sho'd  I  feare 
To  come  to  Thee,  if  Christ  not  there ! 
Co'd  I  but  think.  He  would  not  be 
Present,  to  plead  my  cause  for  me ; 
To  Hell  I'd  rather  run,  then  I 
Wo'd  see  Thy  Face,  and  He  not  by. 

Another^  to  God. 

Though  Thou  beest  all  that  Active  Love, 
Which  heats  those  ravisht  Soules  above  ; 
And  though  all  joyes  spring  from  the  glance 
Of  Thy  most  winning  countenance ; 
Yet  sowre  and  grim  Thou'dst  seem  to  me ; 
If  through  my  Christ  I  saw  not  Thee. 

The  Resurrection. 

That  Christ  did  die,  the  Pagan  saith  ; 
But  that  He  rose,  that's  Christians  Faith. 

Coheires. 

We  are  Coheires  with  Christ;  nor  shall  His  own 
Heire-ship  be  lesse,  by  our  adoption : 
The  number  here  of  Heires,  shall  from  the  state 
Of  His  great  Birth-right  nothing  derogate. 


39^  Noble  Numbers. 


The  number  of  two. 

God  hates  the  Duall  Number ;  being  known 

The  lucklesse  number  of  division : 

And  when  He  blest  each  sev'rall  Day,  whereon 

He  did  His  curious  operation ; 

'Tis  never  read  there  (as  the  Fathers  say) 

God  blest  His  work  done  on  the  second  day : 

Wherefore  two  prayers  ought  not  to  be  said, 

Or  by  our  selves,  or  from  the  Pulpit  read. 


Hardning  of  hearts. 

God's  said  our  hearts  to  harden  then. 
When  as  His  grace  not  supples  men. 


The  Rose. 

Before  Mans  fall,  the  Rose  was  born 
(S.  Ambrose  sayes)  without  the  Thorn  : 
But,  for  Mans  fault,  then  was  the  Thorn, 
Without  the  fragrant  Rose-bud,  born ; 
But  ne're  the  Rose  without  the  Thorn. 


Gods  time  must  end  our  trouble. 

God  doth  not  promise  here  to  man,  that  He 
Will  free  him  quickly  from  his  miserie ; 
But  in  His  own  time,  and  when  He  thinks  fit. 
Then  He  will  give  a  happy  end  to  it. 

Baptisme. 

The  strength  of  Baptisms,  that's  within ; 
It  saves  the  soule,  by  drowning  sin. 

Gold  and  Frankincense. 

Gold  serves  for  Tribute  to  the  King ; 
The  Frankincense  for  Gods  OfFring. 


Noble  Numbers.  397 


To  God. 

God,  who  me  gives  a  will  for  to  repent, 
Will  add  a  power,  to  keep  me  innocent ; 
That  I  shall  ne're  that  trespasse  recommit, 
When  I  have  done  true  Penance  here  for  it. 


The  chewing  the  Cud. 

When  well  we  speak,  &  nothing  do  that's  good. 

We  not  divide  the  Hoof,  but  chew  the  Cud : 

But  when  good  words,  by  good  works,  have  their  proof, 

We  then  both  chew  the  Cud,  and  cleave  the  Hoof. 


Christs  twofold  coming. 

Thy  former  coming  was  to  cure 
My  soules  most  desp'rate  Calenture ; 
Thy  second  Advent,  that  must  be 
To  heale  my  Earths  infirmitie. 


To  Gody  his  gift. 

As  my  little  Pot  doth  boyle, 
We  will  keep  this  Levell-Coyle ; 
That  a  Wave,  and  I  will  bring 
To  my  God,  a  Heave-offering. 


Gods  Anger. 

God  can't  be  wrathfuU ;  but  we  may  conclude, 
Wrathfull  He  may  be,  by  similitude  : 
God's  wrathfull  said  to  be,  when  He  doth  do 
That  without  wrath,  which  wrath  Ao\h  force  us  to. 


Gods  Commands. 

In  Gods  commands,  ne're  ask  the  reason  why ; 
Let  thy  obedience  be  the  best  Reply. 


398 


Noble  Numbers. 


To  God. 


If  I  have  plaid  the  Truant,  or  have  here 
Fail'd  in  my  part ;  O  !  Thou  that  art  my  deare, 
My  mild,  my  loving  Tutor,  Lord  and  God  I 
Correct  my  errors  gently  with  Thy  Rod, 
I  know,  that  faults  will  many  here  be  found, 
But  where  sin  swells,  there  let  Thy  grace  abound. 


To  God. 

The  work  is  done ;  now  let  my  Lawrell  be 
Given  by  none,  but  by  Thy  selfe,  to  me : 
That  done,  with  Honour  Thou  dost  me  create 
Thy  Foet,  and  Thy  Prophet  Lawreat. 


Good  Friday  :  Rex  Traglcus,  or  Christ  going 
to  His  Crosse. 

Put  off  Thy  Robe  of  Purple,  then  go  on 

To  the  sad  place  of  execution : 

Thine  houre  is  come ;  and  the  Tormentor  stands 

Ready,  to  pierce  Thy  tender  Feet,  and  Hands. 

Long  before  this,  the  base,  the  dull,  the  rude,  5 

Th'  inconstant,  and  unpurged  Multitude 

Yawne  for  Thy  coming ;  some  e're  this  time  crie. 

How  He  deferres,  how  loath  He  is  to  die  ! 

Amongst  this  scumme,  the  Souldier,  with  his  speare. 

And  that  sowre  Fellow,  with  his  vineger,  10 

His  spunge,  and  stick,  do  ask  why  Thou  dost  stay  ? 

So  do  the  Skurfe  and  Bran  too  :  Go  Thy  way, 

Thy  way,  Thou  guiltlesse  man,  and  satisfie 

By  Thine  approach,  each  their  beholding  eye. 

Not  as  a  thief,  shalt  Thou  ascend  the  mount,  15 

But  like  a  Person  of  some  high  account : 

The  Crosse  shall  be  Thy  Stage ;  and  Thou  shalt  there 

The  spacious  field  have  for  Thy  Theater. 

Thou  art  that  Rosdus,  and  that  markt-out  man. 

That  must  this  day  act  the  Tragedian,  ao 

To  wonder  and  affrightment :  Thou  art  He, 


Noble  Numbers.  399 

Whom  all  the  flux  of  Nations  comes  to  see ; 

Not  those  poor  Theeves  that  act  their  parts  with  Thee : 

Those  act  without  regard,  when  once  a  King, 

And  God,  as  Thou  art,  comes  to  suffering.  25 

No,  No,  this  Scene  from  Thee  takes  life  and  sense. 

And  soule  and  spirit  plot,  and  excellence. 

Why  then  begin,  great  King  !  ascend  Thy  Throne, 

And  thence  proceed,  to  act  Thy  Passion 

To  such  an  height,  to  such  a  period  rais'd,  30 

As  Hell,  and  Earth,  and  Heav'n  may  stand  amaz'd. 

God,  and  good  Angells  guide  Thee  ;  and  so  blesse 

Thee  in  Thy  severall  parts  of  bitternesse  ; 

That  those,  who  see  Thee  nail'd  unto  the  Tree, 

May  (though  they  scorn  Thee)  praise  and  pitie  Thee.         35 

And  we  (Thy  Lovers)  while  we  see  Thee  keep 

The  Lawes  of  Action,  will  both  sigh,  and  weep  ; 

And  bring  our  Spices,  to  embalm  Thee  dead ; 

That  done,  wee'l  see  Thee  sweetly  buried. 


His  words  to  Christ,  going  to  the  Crosse. 

When  Thou  wast  taken,  Lord,  I  oft  have  read, 
All  Thy  Disciples  Thee  forsook,  and  fled. 
Let  their  example  not  a  pattern  be 
For  me  to  flie,  but  now  to  follow  Thee. 


Another,  to  his  Saviour. 

If  Thou  beest  taken,  God  forbid, 

I  flie  from  Thee,  as  others  did ; 

But  if.  Thou  wilt  so  honour  me, 

As  to  accept  my  companie, 

I'le  follow  Thee,  hap,  hap  what  shall,  <  s 

Both  to  the  Judge,  a.nA /udgment-Halt : 

And,  if  I  see  Thee  posted  there,  1 

To  be  all-flayd  with  whipping-cheere, 

rie  take  my  share  ;  or  els,  my  God, 

Thy  stripes  I'le  kisse,  or  burn  the  Jiod.  to 


400  Noble  Numbers. 


HisSaviours  words,  going  to  the  Crosse. 

Have,  have  ye  no  regard,  all  ye 
Who  passe  this  way,  to  pitie  me, 
Who  am  a  man  of  miserie  ! 

A  man  both  bruis'd,  and  broke,  and  one 

Who  suffers  hot  here  for  mine  own,  5 

But  for  my  friends  transgression ! 

Ah !  Sions  Daughters,  do  not  feare 

The  Crosse,  the  Cords,  the  Nailes,  the  Speare, 

The  Myrrhe,  the  Gall,  the  Vineger : 

For  Christ,  your  loving  Saviour,  hath  10 

Drunk  up  the  wine  of  Gods  fierce  wrath  ; 
Onely,  there's  left  a  little  froth, 

Lesse  for  to  tast,  then  for  to  shew, 

What  bitter  cups  had  been  your  due. 

Had  He  not  drank  them  up  iox  you.  15 


His  Anthem,  to  Christ  on  the  Crosse. 

When  I  behold  Thee,  almost  slain, 

With  one,  and  all  parts,  full  of  pain : 

When  I  Thy  gentle  Heart  do  see 

Pierc't  through,  and  dropping  bloud,  for  me, 

rie  call,  and  cry  out.  Thanks  to  Thee. 

Vers.  But  yet  it  wounds  my  soule,  to  think, 

That  for  my  sin,  Thou,  Thou  must  drink. 
Even  Thou  alone,  the  bitter  cup 
Of/urie,  and  of  vengeance  up. 

Chor.  Lord,  Fie  not  see  Thee  to  drink  all 
The  Vineger,  the  Myrrhe,  the  Gall: 

Ver.  Chor.  But  I  will  sip  a  little  wine  ; 

Which  done.  Lord  say.  The  rest  is  mine. 


Noble  Numbers.  401 


This   Crosse- Tree  here 

Doth     Jesus     beare, 

Who    sweet'ned   first, 

The    Death    accurst. 
Here  all  things  ready  are,  make  hast,  make  hast  away ;     5 
For,   long   this  work  wil   be,  &  very   short  this   Day. 
Why  then,  go  on  to  act :    Here's  wonders  to  be  done. 
Before  the  last  least  sand  of  Thy  ninth  houre  be  tun ; 
Or  e're  dark  Clouds  do  dull,  or  dead  the  Mid-dayes  Sun. 

Act  when  Thou  wilt,  10 

Bloud    will    be    spilt; 

Pure  Balm,  that  shall 

Bring   Health   to  All. 

Why      then,       Begin 

To     powre     first     in  15 

Some  Drops  of  Wine, 

In     stead    of    Brine, 

To  search  the  Wound, 

So      long     unsound : 

And,  when  that's  done,  so 

Let   Oyle,    next,   run. 

To    cure     the     Sore 

Sinne    made    before. 

And  O !  Deare  Christ, 

E'en    as    Thou   di'st,  35 

Look  down,  and  see 

Us    weepe   for    Thee. 

And  tho  (Love  knows) 

Thy    dreadfull    Woes 

Wee      cannot      ease;  3° 

Yet  doe  Thou  please. 

Who       Mercie       art, 

T'accept  each   Heart, 

That     gladly     would 

Helpe,    if    it     could.  35 

Meane  while,  let  mee, 

Beneath     this    Tree, 

This     Honour    have. 

To   make    my    grave. 


D  d 


402  Noble  Numbers, 


To  his  Saviours  Sepulcher  :  his  Devotion. 

Haile  holy,  and  all-honour'd  Tomb, 

By  no  ill  haunted ;  here  I  come, 

With  shoes  put  off,  to  tread  thy  Roome. 

rie  not  prophane,  by  soile  of  sin, 

Thy  Doore,  as  I  do  enter  in :  5 

For  I  have  washt  both  hand  and  heart, 

This,  that,  and  ev'ry  other  part ; 

So  that  I  dare,  with  farre  lesse  feare. 

Then  full  affection,  enter  here. 

Thus,  thus  I  come  to  kisse  Thy  Stone  lo 

With  a  warm  lip,  and  solemne  one : 

And  as  I  kisse,  I'le  here  and  there 

Dresse  Thee  with  flowrie  Diaper. 

How  sweet  this  place  is  !  as  from  hence 

Flow'd  all  Panchaid!s  Frankincense ;  15 

Or  rich  Arabia  did  commix. 

Here,  all  her  rare  Aromaticks. 

Let  me  live  ever  here,  and  stir 

No  one  step  from  this  Sepulcher. 

Ravisht  I  am  !  and  down  I  lie,  jo 

Confus'd,  in  this  brave  Extasie. 

Here  let  me  rest ;  and  let  me  have 

This  for  my  Heaven,  that  was  Thy  Grave : 

And,  coveting  no  higher  sphere, 

I'le  my  Eternitie  spend  here.  >5 


His  Offerings  with  the  rest,  at  the  Sepulcher. 

To  joyn  with  them,  who  here  confer 
Gifts  to  my  Saviours  Sepulcher ; 
Devotion  bids  me  hither  bring 
Somwhat  for  my  Thank-Offering. 
Loe !  Thus  I  give  a  Virgin-Flower, 
To  dresse  my  Maiden-Saviour. 


Noble  Numbers.  403 


His  coming  to  the  Sepulcher. 

Hence  they  have  born  my  Lord  :  Behold  !  the  Stone 
Is  rowl'd  away ;  and  my  sweet  Saviour's  gone ! 
Tell  me,  white  Angell ;  what  is  now  become 
Of  Him,  we  lately  seal'd  up  in  this  Tombe  ? 
Is  He,  from  hence,  gone  to  the  shades  beneath. 
To  vanquish  Hell,  as  here  He  conquer'd  Death  ? 
If  so  ;  I'le  thither  follow,  without  feare ; 
And  live  in  Hell,  if  that  my  Christ  stayes  there. 


Of  all  the  good  things  whatsoe're  we  do, 
God  is  the  APXH,  and  the  TEA02  too. 


D  d 


ADDITIONAL    POEMS 

NOT   INCLUDED    IN   HESPERIDES  OR  NOBLE 
NUMBERS. 


The  DescripcSn  of  a  Woman.^ 

Whose  head  befringed  with  bescattered  tresses 

Seemes  like  Apollo's  when  the  morne  he  blesses 

Or  like  vnto  Aurora  when  shee  setts 

Her  long  disheuel'd  rose-crown'd  tramaletts : 

Her  forehead  smooth  full  polisht  bright  and  high  5 

Bares  in  it  selfe  a  gracefull  maiestye. 

Vnder  the  which  twoe  crawling  eyebrowes  twine 

Like  to  the  tendrells  of  a  flattring  vine, 

Vnder  whose  shade  twoe  starry  sparkling  eyes 

Are  beawtifi'd  with  faire  fring'd  canopies.  10 

Her  comly  nose  with  vniformall  grace 

Like  purest  white  stands  in  the  middle  place 

Parting  the  paire,  as  wee  may  well  suppose 

Each  cheeke  resembling  still  a  damaske  rose, 

Which  like  a  garden  manifestly  show  15 

How  roses  lillies  and  carnations  grow. 

Which  sweetly  mixed  both  with  white  and  redd 

Like  rose  leaves,  white  and  redd  seeme  mingled. 

Then  nature  for  a  sweet  allurement  setts 

Twoe  smelling  swelling  (bashful)  Cherriletts,  jo 

The  which  with  ruby  rednes  being  tipt 

Doe  speake  a  virgin  merry  cherry-lip't. 

Over  the  which  a  meet  sweet  skin  is  drawne 

Which  makes  them  shewe  like  roses  vnder  lawne. 

These  be  the  Ruby  portalls  and  devine  35 

Which  ope  themselves  to  shewe  an  holy  shrine 

Whose  breath  is  rich  perfume,  that  to  the  sence 

Smells  like  the  burnt  Sabaean  Frankinsense 

'  RawlinsoD   MS.  160  Poet,  fols.  105-6.     For  other  versions  see  Critical 
Appendix 


Additional  Poems.  405 

In  which  the  tongue,  though  but  a  member  small, 

Stands  garded  with  a  rosy  hilly  wall,  30 

And  her  white  teeth  which  in  the  gums  are  sett 

Like  pearle  and  gold  make  one  rich  Carcanett. 

Next  doth  her  chinne  with  dimpled  beawty  striae 

For  his  plumpe  white  and  smooth  p^rogatiue. 

At  whose  faire  topp  to  please  the  sight  there  growes  35 

The  blessed  Image  of  a  blushing  rose 

Mou'd  by  the  chinne  whose  motion  causeth  this 

That  both  her  lipps  doe  pt,  doe  meete,  doe  kisse ; 

Her  eares,  which  like  twoe  Laborinths  are  plac'd 

On  either  side  with  rich  rare  Jewells  grac'd,  40 

Mooving  a  question  whether  that  by  them 

The  gem  is  grac'd  ?  or  they  grac'd  by  the  Jemme  ? 

But  the  foundacon  of  this  Architect 

Is  the  swan-stayning  faire  rare  stately  neck 

Which  with  ambitious  humblenes  stands  vnder  45 

Bearing  aloft  this  rich  round  world  of  wonder. 

In  wcl*  the  veynes  ymplanted  seeme  to  lye 

Like  loving  vines  hid  vnder  Ivorye, 

Soe  full  of  clarrett  that  whoe  soe  pricks  a  vine 

May  see  it  sprout  forth  streames  of  muscadine.  50 

Her  brest  (a  place  for  beawtyes  throne  most  fitt) 

Beares  vp  twoe  globes  where  loue  and  pleasure  sitt, 

Which  headed  with  twoe  rich  round  rubies  showe 

Like  wanton  rose  buds  growing  out  of  snowe, 

And  in  the  milky  vally  that's  betweene  55 

Sits  Cupid  kissing  of  his  mother  Queene, 

(Fingring)  the  paps  that  feele  like  sleeded  silke 

And  prest  a  little  they  will  weepe  new  milke. 

Then  comes  the  belly  seated  next  belowe 

Like  a  faire  mountaine  in  Riphean  snowe,  60 

Where  nature  in  a  whitenes  without  spott 

Hath  in  the  middle  ty'de  a  Gordian  knott 

Or  ells  that  she  on  that  white  waxen  hill 

Hath  seal'd  the  promise  of  her  vtmost  skill. 

But  now  my  muse  hath  spi'de  a  darke  descent  65 

From  this  soe  peereles  pretious  permanent, 

A  milky  high  waye  that  direction  yeilds 

Vnto  the  port  mouth  of  th'  Elisian  feilds, 

A  place  desir'd  of  all  but  got  by  theis 

Whome  love  admitts  to  this  Hesperides.  7° 


^ 


4o6  Additional  Poems. 


Here's  golden  fruit  that  farre  exceecls  all  price 

Growing  in  this  love  garded  paradice. 

Aboue  the  entrance  there  is  written  this 

This  is  the  portall  to  the  bowre  of  blisse. 

Through  mid'st  thereof  a  christall  stream  there  flowes         75 

Passing  the  sweet  sweet  of  a  musky  rose. 

Now  loue  invites  me  to  survey  her  thighes 

Swelling  in  likenes  like  twoe  christall  skyes 

With  plumpe  soft  flesh  of  mettle  pure  and  fine 

Resembling  sheilds  both  smooth  and  christalline.  80 

Hence  rise  those  twoe  ambitious  hills  that  looke 

Into  the  middle  (most)  sight  pleasing  crooke 

Which  for  the  better  beawtifying  shrowdes 

Its  humble  selfe  twixt  twoe  aspiring  cloudes, 

Which  to  the  knees  by  nature  fastned  on  85 

Deriue  their  overwell  grac'd  motion. 

Her  leggs  with  twoe  cleire  calves  like  siluer  tride 

Kindly  swell  vp  with  little  pretty  pride, 

Leaving  a  distance  for  the  beawtious  small 

To  beawtify  the  legg  and  foote  withall.  90 

Then  lowly  yet  most  lovely  stand  the  feete, 

Round  short  and  cleire,  like  pounded  spices  sweete 

And  whatsoever  thing  they  tread  vpon 

They  make  it  scent  like  bruized  Cinnamon. 

The  lovely  shoulders  now  allure  the  eye  95 

To  see  two  tablets  of  pure  Ivory 

From  wol"  two  armes  like  branches  seem  to  spread 

With  tender  ryne  and  silver  coloured, 

With  little  hands  and  fingers  long  and  small 

To  grace  a  Lute,  a  vyall,  Virginall.  job 

In  length  each  finger  doth  his  next  excell, 

Each  richly  headed  with  a  pearly  shell 

Richer  then  that  faire  pretious  virtuos  home 

That  armes  the  forehead  of  the  Vnicorne. 

Thus  every  part  in  contrariety  105 

Meets  in  the  whole  and  maks  a  harmony 

As  divers  strings  do  singly  disagree 

But  form'd  by  number  make  sweet  melody. 

Vnto  the  Idoll  of  y*  work  devine 

I  consecrate  this  loving  work  of  mine,  "o 

Bowing  my  lips  vnto  y*  stately  root 

Whence  beawty  springs,  and  thus  I  kisse  thy  foot. 


Additional  Poems.  407 


My  Hericke  his  daughter's  Dowrye.^ 

Ere  I  goe  hence  and  bee  noe  more 

Seene  to  the  world,  He  giue  the  skore 

I  owe  vnto  A  female  Child, 

And  that  is  this,  A  verse  Instylde 

Afy  daughters  Dowrye ;  haueing  which  5 

I'le  leaue  thee  then  Compleatly  riche 

Insteade  of  gould  Pearle  Rubies  Bonds 

Longe  forfaite  pawnfed  diamonds 

Or  Antique  pledges,  House  or  lande, 

I  give  thee  this  that  shall  withstande  lo 

The  blow  of  Ruine  and  of  Chance. 

Theis  hurte  not  thyne  Inheritance, 

For  'tis  Fee  simple,  and  noe  rent 

Thou  Fortune  ow'st  for  tenement. 

Howeuer  after  tymes  will  praise,  15 

This  Portion  my  Prophetique  Bayes 

Cannot  deliuer  vpp  to'th  rust, 

Yett  I  keepe  peacefuU  in  my  dust. 

As  for  thy  birth,  and  better  seeds 

(Those  w^h  must  growe  to  Vertuous  deeds)  30 

Thou  didst  deriue  from  that  old  stem 

{Loue  and  Mercie,  cherrish  them), 

W^h  like  a  Vestall  Vergine  ply 

With  holye  fier  least  that  itt  dye. 

Growe  vpp  w'h  Mylder  Lawes  to  knowe  35 

Att  what  tyme  to  say  I,  or  noe, 

Lett  Manners  teach  the(e)  whear  to  bee 

More  Comely  flowing  :  where  les  free. 

Theis  bringe  thy  husband,  like  to  those 

Old  Coyne's  and  Meddalls,  wee  expose  30 

To'th  shew,  but  Neuer  part  wth  ;  next 

As  In  a  more  Conspicuous  Text 

(Thy  fore-head)  lett  therin  bee  sign'd 

The  Mayden  Candour  of  thy  Mynde : 

'  Asbraole  MS.  38,  No.  112       10  wth  stande  MS.        ai  stem]  steem  MS. 


4  o  8  Additional  Poems. 

And  vnder  it  two  Chast  borne  spyes  35 

To  barr  out  bolde  Adulteryes, 

For  through  these  Optickes,  fly  the  dartes 

Of  Lust,  which  setts  on  fier  our  hartes. 

On  eyther  side  of  theis,  quicke  Eares 

Ther  must  bee  plac'd,  for  season'd  feares  40 

W^h  sweeten  Loue,  yett  ne're  come  nighe 

The  Plague  of  wilder  Jelousie. 

Then  lett  each  Cheeke  of  thyne  intice 

His  soule  as  to  a  bedd  of  spice 

Wheare  hee  may  roule,  and  loose  his  sence  45 

As  in  a  bedd  of  Frankensence. 

A  Lipp  Inkyndled  w^h  that  Coale 

W'h  w«h  Loue  Chafes  and  warmes  the  soule 

Bringe  to  hym  next,  and  in  it  shew 

Loues  Cherries  from  such  fyers  growe  go 

And  haue  their  haruest,  Wh  must  stand 

The  Gathering  of  the  Lipp  :  not  hand. 

Then  vnto  theis,  bee  itt  thy  care 

To  cloath  thy  words  in  gentle  Ayre 

That  smooth  as  Oyle,  sweet  softe'and  Cleane  gs 

As  is  the  childish  Bloome  of  Beane, 

Thay  may  fall  downe  and  stroake  as  the 

Beames  of  the  sunn,  the  peacefuU  sea. 

White  handes  as  smooth,  as  Mercies,  bring 

Hym  for  his  better  Cherrishing  60 

That  when  thou  doest  his  necke  Insnare, 

Or  w*h  thy  wrist  or  flattering  Hayre, 

Hee  may  (a  prisoner)  ther  discrye 

Bondage  more  Loued  then  Lybertye. 

A  Nature,  soe  well  form'd,  soe  wrought  Sg 

To[o]  Calme  A  tempest,  lett  bee  brought 

W'h  thee  j  that  should  hee  but  Inclyne 

To  Roughnes,  Claspe  hym  lyke  a  Vine, 

Or  lyke  as  woole  meetes  Steele,  giue  way 

Vnto  the  passion,  not  to  stay ;  ?o 

Wrath  yf  resisted  ouer  boyles, 

Iff  not,  it  dyes,  or  eles  recoyles. 

And  Lastly,  see  thou  bring  to  hym 

Somewhat  peculiar  to  each  lymm, 

58-9  sea.    White  P.  Simpson  conj.:  sea  W'h  MS. 


Additional  Poems.  409 

And  I  charge  thee  to  bee  knowne  ^5 

By  n'  other  Face,  but  by  thyne  owne, 

Lett  itt  (in  Loues  name)  bee  keept  sleeke 

Yett  to  bee  found  when  hee  shall  seeke 

It,  and  not  Instead  of  Saint 

Giue  vpp  his  worth  :  to  the  painte ;  80 

For  (trust  me  Girle)  shee  ouer-does 

Who  by  a  double  Proxie  woes. 

But  Least  I  should  forgett  his  bedd 

Bee  sure  thou  bringe  A  Mayden  head, 

That  is  A  Margarite,  w^h  Lost  85 

Thou  bring'st  vnto  his  bedd  A  frost 

Or  A  colde  Poyson,  which  his  blood 

Benummes  like  the  forgettfull  floode. 

Now  for  some  Jewells  to  supplye 

The  Wante  of  Eare  rings  brauerye,  90 

For  puplike  Eyes,  take  onlye  theis 

Ne're  trauylde  for  beyonde  the  seas, 

Theyre  Nobly-home-bread,  yett  haue  price 

Beyound  the  fare-fetch  Marchandize. 

Obedience,  Wise-Distrust,  Peace,  shy  95 

Distance  and  sweet  Vrbanitie, 

Safe  Modestie,  Lou'd  Patience,  Feare 

Of  offending.  Temperance,  Deare 

Constancie,  Bashfullnes,  and  all 

The  Vertues  Lesse,  or  Cardinall,  100 

Take  w^h  my  blessinge ;  and  goe  forth 

Injewelld  w'h  thy  Natiue  worthe. 

And  now  yf  ther  A  man  bee  founde 

That  Lookes  for  such  prepared  grownd, 

Lett  hym  but  w^h  indifferent  skill  105 

Soe  good  a  soile  bee-stocke  and  till, 

Hee  may  ere  longe  haue  such  a  wyfe 

Nourish  in's  breast,  a  Tree  of  Life. 

Finis    Robt  Hericke. 


95  shy]  In  the  MS.  originally  '  shee ' ;  then  only  partially  corrected  to  shey 
97  feare  Of  offending  written  in  the  ordinary  script,  which  would  be  represented 
in  roman  type  by  the  printer  102  Injewelld]  In  Jewelld,  MS. 


4 1  o  Additional  Poems. 


Mr  Robert  Hericke  hisfarwell  vnto  Poetrie.^ 

I  haue  behelde  two  louers  in  a  night 

(Hatch't  o're  with  Moone-shine,  from  their  stolen  delight) 

When  this  to  that,  and  that,  to  this,  had  giuen 

A  kisse  to  such  a  Jewell  of  the  heauen  : 

Or  while  that  each  from  others  breath  did  drincke  5 

Healthes  to  the  Rose,  the  Violet,  or  Pinke, 

Call'd  on  the  suddayne  by  the  Jealouse  Mother, 

Some  strickter  M™-  or  suspitious  other 

Vrging  diuorcement  (worse  then  death  to  theis) 

By  the  soone  gingling  of  some  sleepy  keyes,  10 

Parte  w^h  a  hastye  kisse ;  and  in  that  shew 

How  stay  thay  would,  yet  forc't  thay  are  to  goe. 

Euen  such  are  wee ;  and  in  our  parting,  doe 

Noe  otherwise  then  as  those  former  two 

Natures,  like  ours,  wee  who  haue  spent  our  tyme  15 

Both  from  the  Morning  to  the  Euening  Chyme ; 

Nay  tell  the  Bell-man  of  the  Night  had  tould 

Past  Noone  of  night,  yett  weare  the  howers  not  old 

Nor  duU'd  wth  Iron  sleeps ;  but  haue  out-worne 

The  fresh  and  fayrest  flourish  of  the  Mome  ao 

Wth  Flame,  and  Rapture ;  drincking  to  the  odd 

Number  of  Nyne,  w^h  makes  vs  full  wth  God, 

And  In  that  Misticke  frenzie,  wee  haue  hurl'de 

(As  wth  a  Tempeste)  Nature  through  the  worlde 

And  In  a  Whirl-wynd  twirld  her  home,  agast  as 

Att  that  w^h  in  her  extasie  had  past ; 

Thus  Crownd  with  Rose  Budds,  Sacke,  thou  mad'st  mee  flye 

Like  iier-drakes,  yett  did'st  mee  no  harme  therby. 

O  thou  AUmightye  Nature,  who  did'st  giue 

True  heate,  whearwth  humanitie  doth  liue  30 

Beyond  its  stinted  Circle ;  giueing  foode 

(White  Fame)  and  Resurrection  to  the  Good, 

Soaring  them  vpp,  boue  Ruyne,  till  the  doome 

(The  generall  Aprill  of  the  worlde)  dothe  Come, 

*  AshmoleMS.  38,  No.  lai.  For  other  MS.  versions  see  Critical  Appendix 
31  odd]  ode.fl/i'.  aa  Nyne]  wyne  AW.  32  white  ^b2/»//:  while  ylW. 
33  Soaring]  Shoring  Pollard 


Additional  Poems.  411 

That  makes  all  aequall.     Manye  thowsands  should  35 

(Wert  not  for  thee)  haue  Crumbled  Into  Mould, 

And  w'h  thayr  Ceareclothes  rotted,  not  to  shew 

Whether  the  world  such,  Sperritts  had  or  noe, 

Whearas  by  thee,  those,  and  A  Million  since 

Nor  Fate,  nor  Enuye,  cann  theyr  Fames  Conuince,  40 

Homer,  Musceus,  Ouid,  Maro,  more 

Of  those  god-full  prophetts  longe  before 

Holde  their  Eternall  fiers  ;  and  ours  of  Late 

(Thy  Mercie  helping)  shall  resist  stronge  fate 

Nor  stoope  to'th  Center,  but  suruiue  as  Longe  45 

As  Fame  or  Rumour,  hath  or  Trumpe  or  Tongue. 

But  vnto  mee,  bee  onlye  hoarse,  since  now 

(Heauen  and  my  soule  beare  Record  of  my  Vowe) 

I,  my  desires  screw  from  thee,  and  directe 

Them  and  my  thoughts  to  that  sublim'd  respecte  50 

And  Conscience  vnto  Preist-hood,  tis  not  Need 

(The  skarcrow  vnto  Mankinde)  that  doth  breed 

Wiser  Conclusions  in  mee,  since  I  knowe 

I've  more  to  beare  my  Chardge,  then  way  to  goe. 

Or  had  I  not,  I'de  stopp  the  spreading  itch  55 

Off  craueing  more :  soe  In  Conceipt  bee  ritch. 

But  tis  the  god  of  Nature,  who  Intends 

And  shaps  my  Function,  for  more  glorious  ends  : 

Guesse,  soe  departe ;  yett  stay  A  while  to[o]  see 

The  Lines  of  Sorrowe,  that  lye  drawne  in  mee  60 

In  speach,  in  Picture ;  noe  otherwise  then  when 

(Judgment  and  Death,  denounc'd  gainst  Guilty  men) 

Each  takes  A  weeping  farwell,  rackt  in  mynde 

W'h  Joyes  before,  and  Pleasures  left  behind : 

Shakeing  the  head,  whilst  each,  to  each  dothe  mourne,       65 

W'h  thought  thay  goe,  whence  thay  must  ner  returne. 

Soe  wth  like  lookes,  as  once  the  Ministrell 

Cast,  leading  his  Euredice  through  hell, 

I  stricke  thy  loues,  and  greedyly  persue 

Thee,  w'h  myne  Eyes,  or  in,  or  out,  of  View,  70 

Soe  look't  the  Grecian  Oratour  when  sent 

Froms  Natiue  Cuntrye,  into  Banishm*, 

Throwing  his  eye  balls  backward,  to  suruaye 


43  their]  there  MS.        54  I've]  I'am  MS.         59  Hazlitt  substitutes  Kisse 
for  Guesse,  and  later  editors  have  accepted  this  judicious  emendation 


412  Additional  Poems. 

The  smoake  of  his  beloued  Attica, 

Soe  TuUye  look't,  when  from  the  Brest's  of  Rome  75 

The  sad  soule  went,  not  with  his  Loue,  but  doomg ; 
Shooting  his  Eye-darts  'gainst  it,  to  surprise 
It,  or  to  drawe  the  Cittie  to  his  Eyes. 
Such  is  my  parting  w^h  thee ;  arid  to  proue 
Ther  was  not  Varnish  (only)  in  my  loue  80 

But  substance,  to !  receaue  this  Pearlye  Teare 
Frozen  w^h  Greife ;  and  place  it  in  thyne  eare, 
Then  Parte  in  name  of  peace ;  &  softely  on 
Wth  Numerous  feete  to  Hoofy  Helicon, 
And  when  thou  art  vppon  that  forked  Hill  85 

Amongest  the  thrice-three-sacred  Virgins,  fill 
A  full  brimm'd  bowle  of  Furye  and  of  rage 
And  quafe  it  to  the  Prophets  of  our  Age ; 
When  drunck  w'h  Rapture ;  Curse  the  blind  &  lame 
Base  Ballad-mongers,  who  vsurpe  thy  name  90 

And  fowle  thy  Altar,  Charme  some  Into  froggs. 
Some  to  bee  Ratts,  and  others  to  bee  hoggs  : 
Into  the  Loathsoms(t)  shapps,  thou  canst  deuise 
To  make  Fools  hate  them,  onlye  by  disguise ; 
Thus  w^h  a  kisse  of  warmth,  and  loue,  I  parte  95 

Not  soe,  but  that  some  Relique  In  my  Harte 
Shall  stand  for  euer,  though  I  doe  addresse 
Cheifelye  my  selfe  to  what  I  must  proffess : 
Knowe  yet,  (rare  soule,)  when  my  diuiner  Muse 
Shall  want  a  Hand-mayde,  (as  she  ofte  will  vse)  100 

Bee  readye,  thou  In  mee,  to  wayte  vppon  her 
Thoughe  as  a  seruant,  yet  a  Mayde  8f  Honor. 
The  Crowne  of  dutye  is  our  dutye ;  well 
Doing's,  the  Fruite  of  Doinge  well,     Farwell. 

Finis    Mr  Rob*  Herricke 


86  thrice- three-sacred]  thrice,  three,  sacred  MS. 


Additional  Poems.  413 


A  Charroll  f  settled  to  D^  Williams  Bp.  of  Lincolne 
as  a  Newyears  guift.^ 

Fly  hence  Pale  Care,  noe  more  remember 
Past  Sorrowes  with  the  fled  December 
But  let  each  p''sant  Cheeke  appe 
Smooth  as  the  Childhood  of  the  yeare 

And  sing  a  Caroll  here.  5 

T'was  braue,  t'was  braue  could  we  comand  y^  hand 
Of  Youthens)  swift  watch  to  stand 
As  yow  haue  done  yo'  day, 
Then  should  we  not  decay, 

But  all  we  wither  and  our  Light  lo 

Is  spilt  in  etDlasting  night. 
When  as  your  Sight 

Shewes  like  the  Heavens  aboue  ye  Moone, 
Like  an  Eternall  Noone 
That  sees  noe  setting  Sunn.  15 

Keepe  vp  those  flames,  &  though  you  shroud 

A  while  yo'  forehead  in  a  Cloude 

Doe  it  like  the  Sun  to  write 

I'th  ayre,  a  greater  Text  of  light. 

Welcome  to  all  o'^  vowes  20 

And  since  you  pay 

To  vs  the  day  , 

Soe  longe  desir'd 

See  we  haue  fyr'd 

Our  holy  Spicknaif ,  &  ther's  none  »S 

But  brings  his  stick  of  Cynamon, 

His  eager  Eye,  or  Smoother  Smyle, 

And  lays  it  gently  on  y^  Pyle, 

Which  thus  enkindled  we  invoke 

Yo''  name  amidst  the  sacred  smoke.  3° 

Chorus.  Come  then  greate  Lord 
And  see  o""  Alter  burne 
^Vith  loue  pf  yo^"  Returne 
And  not  a  man  here  but  consumes 
His  soule  to  glad  you  in  perfumes.  35 


Rob:  Herrick. 


1  Ashmole  MS.  36-7,  fol.  298 


414  Additional  Poems. 


His  Mistris  to  him  at  hisfarwell.^ 

You  may  vow  lie  not  forgett 

To  pay  the  debt, 
Which  to  thy  Memorie  stands  as  due 

As  faith  can  scale  It  you  ; 
Take  then  tribute  of  my  teares,  5 

So  long  as  I  haue  feares 

To  prompt  mee,  I  shall  euer 
Languish  and  looke  but  thy  returne  see  neuer. 

Oh  then  to  lessen  my  dispaire 

Print  thy  lips  into  the  ayre,  10 

So  by  this 
Meanes  I  may  kisse  thy  kisse, 

When  as  some  kinde 
Winde 
Shall  hither  waft  it,  and  in  leiu  15 

My  lipps  shall  send  a  looo  back  to  you. 

Ro:  herrick. 


Vpon  parting."^ 

Goe  hence  away,  and  in  thy  parting  know 

Tis  not  my  voice,  but  heauens,  that  bidds  thee  goe ; 

Spring  hence  thy  faith,  nor  thinke  it  ill  desert 

I  finde  in  thee,  that  makes  me  thus  to  part. 

But  voice  of  fame,  and  voice  of  heauen  haue  thunderd       5 

We  both  were  lost,  if  both  of  us  not  sunderd  ; 

Fould  now  thine  armes,  and  in  thy  last  looke  reare 

One  sighe  of  loue,  and  coole  it  with  a  teare  ; 

Since  part  we  must  Let's  kisse,  that  done  retire 

With  as  cold  frost,  as  erst  we  mett  with  fire ;  10 

With  such  white  vowes  as  fate  can  nere  dissever 

But  truth  knitt  fast ;  and  so  farewell  for  euer. 

R:  HerriCk: 

■  Brit.   Museum,  Add.   MS.    11811,  fol.  37,    For    variants    see    Critical 
Appendix  '  Harleian  MS.  6917,  fol.  82 


Additional  Poems.  415 


Upon  Master  Fletchers  incomparable  Playes.^ 

Apollo  sings,  his  harpe  resounds  ;  give  roome, 

For  now  behold  the  golden  Pompe  is  come, 

Thy  Pompe  of  Playes  which  thousands  come  to  see, 

With  admiration  both  of  them  and  thee, 

O  Volume  worthy  leafe,  by  leafe  and  cover  s 

To  be  with  juice  of  Cedar  washt  all  over ; 

Here's  words  with  lines,  and  lines  with  Scenes  consent. 

To  raise  an  Act  to  full  astonishment ; 

Here  melting  numbers,  words  of  power  to  move 

Young  men  to  swoone,  and  Maides  to  dye  for  love.  lo 

Love  lyes  a  bleeding  liere,  Evadne  there 

Swells  with  brave  rage,  yet  comely  every  where. 

Here's  a  mad  lover,  there  that  high  designe 

Of  King  and  no  King  (and  the  rare  Plott  thine) 

So  that  when  'ere  we  circumvolve  our  Eyes,  15 

Such  rich,  such  fresh,  such  sweet  varietyes, 

Ravish  our  spirits,  that  entranc't  wee  see 

None  writes  lov's  passion  in  the  world,  like  Thee. 

Rob.  Herrick. 


'  From  Beaumont  and  Fletcher's  '  Comedies  and  Trc^edies ',  1647 ;   also 
from  Francis  Beaumont's  Poems,  1653 


4 1 6  Additional  Poems. 

THE    NEW    CHARON; 

upon  the  Death  of  Henry  Lord  Hastings. 

The  Musical  part  being  set  by  M.  Henry  Lawes. 

The  Speakers, 
Charon  and  Eucosmeia. 

Euc.  Charon,  O  Charon,  draw  thy  Boat  to  th'  Shore, 

And  to  thy  many,  take  in  one  soul  more. 
Cha.  Who  calls?  who  calls?    Euc.  One  overwhelm'd  with  ruth; 

Have  pity  either  on  my  tears  or  Youth, 

And  take  me  in,  who  am  in  deep  Distress ;  5 

But  first  cast  off  thy  wonted  Churlishness. 
Cha.  I  will  be  gentle  as  that  Air  which  yeelds 

A  breath  of  balm  along  the  Elizean  fields. 

Speak,  what  art  thou  ?    Euc.  One,  once  that  had  a  lover. 

Then  which,  thy  self  ne'er  wafted  sweeter  over.  10 

He  was Cha.  Say  what.  Euc.  Ay  me,  my  woes  are  deep. 

Cha.  Prethee  relate,  while  I  give  ear  and  weep. 
Euc.  He  was  an  Hastings  ;  and  that  one  Name  has 

In  it  all  good,  that  is,  and  ever  was. 

He  was  my  Life,  my  Love,  my  Joy ;  but  di'd  15 

Some  hours  before  I  should  have  been  his  Bride. 
Chorus.  Thus,  thus  the  gods  celestial  still  decree, 

Ear  Humane  Joy,  Contingent  Misery. 
Euc.  The  hallowed  Tapers  all  prepared  were. 

And  Hymen  call'd  to  bless  the  Rites.     Cha.  Stop  there.     20 
Euc.  Great  are  my  woes.     Cha.  And  great  must  that  Grief  be, 

That  makes  grim  Charon  thus  to  pity  thee. 

But  now  come  in.     Euc.  More  let  me  yet  relate. 
Cha.  I  cannot  stay ;  more  souls  for  waftage  wait. 

And  I  must  hence.     Euc.  Yet  let  me  thus  much  know,      35 

Departing  hence,  where  Good  and  Bad  souls  go. 

'  From  'Lachryma  Musnruni.  The  Tears  of  the  Muses :  exprest  in  Elegies 
written  by  divers  persons  of  Nobility  and  Worth,  upon  the  death  of  the  most 
hopefuU  Henry,  Lord  Hastings,'  &c.  Collected  and  set  forth  by  R[ichard] 
B[tome].    Lond.  1649,  8vo,  pp.  38-9.    For  variants  see  Critical  Appendix 


Additional  Poems.  417 

Cha.  Those  souls  which  ne'er  were  drencht  in  pleasures  stream, 

The  Fields  of  Pluto  are  reserv'd  for  them ; 

Where,  drest  with  garlands,  there  they  walk  the  ground, 

Whose  blessbd  Youth  with  endless  flow'rs  is  crown'd.  30 

But  such  as  have  been  drown'd  in  this  wilde  sea. 

For  those  is  kept  the  Gulf  of  Hecatfe ; 

Where,  with  their  own  contagion  they  are  fed ; 

And  there  do  punish,  and  are  punishbd. 

This  known,  the  rest  of  thy  sad  story  tell,  35 

When  on  the  Flood  that  nine  times  circles  Hell. 
Chorus.  We  sail  along,  to  visit  mortals  never ; 

But  there  to  live,  where  Love  shall  last  for  ever. 

Rob.  Herricke. 


Vpon  a  Cherrystone  sent  to  the  tip  of  the  lady 
Jemonia  Walgraves  eare.^ 

Lady  I  intreate  yow  weare 

This  little  pendant  on  your  eare, 

Tis  not  Jewell  of  great  prize 

Or  in  respect  of  Merchandize, 

But  deepe  mistery,  not  the  stone  5 

Gives  it  estimation. 

Take  it  then  and  in  a  viewe 

See  th'  Epitomb  of  yow. 

For  what  life  and  death  confines 

Looks  through  the  passage  of  theis  lines  10 

Whose  incarvem*s  doe  descrye 

A  scripture  how  yow  liue  and  dye. 

Read  it  then  before  your  lipp 

Comends  it  to  your  eares  soft  tipp 

And  the  while  yow  doe  surveye  15 

This  Janus  looking  double  waye  , 

With  a  teare  yow  may  compare 

To  that  yow  must  be  ;  what  yow  are. 

Know  time  past  this  cherrystone 

Had  a  sweet  complexion  20 

*  Rawlinson  MS.  F.  poet.  160,  fol.  28.     For  other  versions  see  Critical 
Appendix 

917.2  E  e 


4 1 8  Additional  Poems. 


Skynne  and  colour,  flesh  and  blood, 

Daintye  last  for  ladyes  food. 

All's  now  fledd  saue  this  alone 

Poor  relique  of  the  beawty,  bone, 

And  that  soe  little  we  despaire  25 

It  ever  dangling  smil'd  i'  th'  aire. 

Soe  must  that  faire  face  of  yours 

(As  this  looking-glasse  assures) 

Faile  and  scarce  leaue  to  be  showne 

There  ever  lived  such  a  one.  30 

And  when  an  other  age  shall  bring 

Your  leane  scalp  to  sensuring 

Though  the  Sextons  truly  sweare 

Here  Jemmonia's  titles  were 

In  this  rag'd  Escutcheon  35 

Most  maye  smile,  beleiue  will  none, 

Or  their  thought  of  faith  may  growe 

But  to  this,  to  think  'twas  soe. 

This  lesson  you  must  pearse  to'  th'  truth 

And  know  (faire  mistris)  of  yo'"  youth  40 

Death  with  it  still  walkes  along 

From  Mattins  to  the  Euensong, 

From  the  Pickaxe  to  the  spade. 

To  the  tombe  wher't  must  be  layd. 

Whether  in  the  morne  or  noone  45 

Of  yo"^  beawty  death  comes  soone 

And  though  his  visage  hung  i'  th'  eare 

Doth  not  to  the  sight  appeare 

At  each  warning  hees  as  much 

Know,  to'  th'  hearing  as  the  touch.  50 

Place  then  this  mirror  whose  briske  hue 


Of  lines  and  colo"  make  them  scorne 

This  livery  wol"  the  *greeke  hath  worne 

Let  them  read  this  booke  and  learne  5S 

Their  ayry  coulors  to  discerne, 

Twixt  this  and  them  this  Gorgon  showne 

Turnes  the  beholders  into  stone. 

1  Finis  I 

R:  Hericke 

37  their]  there  MS  47  though]  through  MS  53  *greeke] 

The  asterisk  marks  an  intended  note  which  was  not  sufflied 


Additional  Poems,  419 


[Epitaph  on  the  Tomb  of  Sir  Edward  Giles  and  his 
wife  in  the  South  Aisle  of  Dean  Prior  Church.] 

No  trust  to  Metals  nor  to  Marbles,  when 

These  have  their  Fate,  and  wear  away  as  Men  ; 

Times,  Titles,  Trophies,  may  be  lost  and  Spent ; 

But  Vertue  Rears  the  eternal  Monument. 

What  more  than  these  can  Tombs  or  Tomb-stones  Pay  ? 

But  here's  the  Sun-set  of  a  Tedious  day: 

These  Two  asleep  are  :  I'll  but  be  Vndrest 

And  so  to  Bed  :  Pray  wish  us  all  Good  Rest. 


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CRITICAL  APPENDIX. 

Cherry-pit  (page  19).  Reprinted  in  IViUs  Recreaiims  (1663) 
with  the  following  variants:  i  Julia  and  I]  Nicholas  and  Nell. 
3  She  threw  ;  I  cast ;]  They  both  did  throw.  4  I]  He. 

Upon  Love  (page  28).  Reprinted  in  Witts  Recreations  (1663), 
under  the  title  On  Love,  with  the  following  variants:  3  To  signifie] 
To  tell  me  that.  7  sho'd  be  burnt]  burnt  should  be. 

The  Bag  of  the  Bee  (page  31).  This  song,  set  to  music  by 
Henry  Lawes,  finds  a  place  in  the  following  music-books  of  John 
Playford  :  (i)  Select  Musicall  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  1652  ;  (ii)  Select 
Mvsicall  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  1653  ;  (iii)  The  second  Book  of  Ayres 
and  Dialogues,  1655  ;  (iv)  Select  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  Book  1, 1659  ; 
(v)  The  Treasury  of  Musick,  1669.  The  Hesperides  title  is  omitted  in 
the  first  four  collections ;  in  the  last  it  appears  as  A  Strife  between 
two  Cupids  reconciled.  The  song  also  occurs  in  the  1663  edition  ot 
Witts  Recreations  under  the  title,  The  Bag  of  a  Bee.  The  following 
variants  occur  :  I  About]  To  have  Witts  Recreations.  7  thence 

from  each]  from  them  each  W.  R.  8  rods  of  Mirtle]  myrtle  rods 

she  W.  R.  9  done]  love  Select  Musicall  Ayres,  1652.  11 

wip'd]  dry'd  Playford  throughout. 

A  Country  life  (page  34).  There  is  a  manuscript  version  of  this 
poem  in  Ashmole  MS.  38,  No.  no,  in  the  Bodleian  Library.  The 
variants  from  the  Hesperides  text  are  as  follows :  A  Country-life.  .  .  . 
Herrick]  In  praise  of  the  Country  Life.  3  Could'st]  Canst,    for] 

with.  7   to]  how  to.  10   lesse  to  live,  then]  not  to  Hue, 

but.  12  Led]  Lett  15  one]  on.  17  And]  To.  18  In  the] 
And  the.  19  those]  such.  22  plague]  Mange.  23  warie] 

sparing.  24  then  Land]  the  sand.  25  cheap]  weake.  26  coole] 
quench.  After  line  26  occur  the  following  lines  in  the  Ashmole  MS., 
in  place  of  27-30  of  the  Hesperides  text : 

The  first  is  Natures  end :  this  doth  imparte 
Least  thankes  to  Nature,  most  to  Art 
31  most  makes  sweet  thy  country  life]  next  Creates  thy  happye  life. 
After  42  the  Ashmole  MS.  inserts  the  following  lines : 

And  In  thy  sence,  her  Chaster  thoughtes  Commend 
not  halfe  so  much  the  Act,  as  end 
43  damaskt]  damaske.  peebly]  Crawling.  46  enameled] 

bediaperd.  49  ye]  you.      by]  with.  51  Faunus  ...  comes] 

Fanus,  . .  .  vowes.  S^  rav'ning  wolves]  Rau'nous  wolfe.     fleecie] 

woUy.  55  rest]  selfe.  S7  Wames]  Crowes.        dost]  doth. 


42  2  Critical  Appendix. 

60  spirting-salt]  Crackling  salte.  61  done]  downe.  this  sentence] 
thus.  62  Jove]  God.  65  has]  hath.  66  Western]  farthest. 

67  fears]  feare.  fly]  hye.  69  securest]  securer.  70  that  there 
be]  thare  are.  71  while  thy  whiter]  when  thy  better.  72  sees 

these]  see'st  tho.se.  77  or  . . .  or]  ore  . . .  ore.  79  Seeing]  Veiwing. 
80  By  those  fine  Shades]  by  their  shadowes.  81  taking  small] 

borrowing.  83  thine]  thy.  so  deafe]  soe  seal'd.  85  tell  of 

States, . . .  Kings]  tells  the  states  of  Courtes  of  kinges.  86  beleeve] 

beleu'st.  87  these  truths,  thy]  those  states  the.  90  Vice 

rules  . . .  Court]  Vice  is  Vicgeren/,  alt  the  Courte.        91  pious]  Godly. 

92  had,  and  mov'd]  had  moved  In.    After  line  92  MS.  adds : 

Nor  knowe  thy  happye,  and  vn-enuey'de  state 

Owes  more  to  vertue  then  too  Fate 
Or  Fortune  too,  for  what  the  first  secures 

That  as  her  selfe,  or  Heauen  indures. 
The  two  last  fayle,  and  by  experience  make 

knowne,  not  thay  giue  againe,  thay  take 

93  liv'st  fearlesse]  not  fearest  them.  95  thoughts]  hopes, 
prepar'd]  (stonge  builte).  96  To  take  her  by  the]  for  to  salute 
her.  97  the  first]  first.  99  surly]  sturdye.  The  Ashmole 
MS.  reads  sturdye  Oke,  and  Grosart  maintains  that  suriy'is  a  mistaken 
reading.  This  is  very  questionable,  and  the  probability  is  that,  in 
revising  the  poem,  Herrick  deliberately  changed  sturdye  to  surly, 
which  is  a  corrupted  form  of  sir-like,  and  of  which  the  earlier  mean- 
ing is,  accordingly,  haughty;  of.  Cotgrave:  'Sourcilleux  .  .  .  surly,  or 
proud  of  countenance '.  100  Growes  still]  still  growes.  lol 
bold]  brave.  104  comes]  come.  105  are]  now  are.  106  Larr\ 
fare.  109  keep'st  . . .  mouth]  keeps  . . .  tooth.  1 11  fare]  Ch^er. 
112  rare]  dearr.  113  Colworts,  Beets,  and  eate]  Colewort,  myinte 
and  date.  114  as]  is.  115  makes  thy]  bids  my.  AJfter 
line  1 16  MS.  adds  :                                                                         / 

Canst  drincke  in  Earthern  Cupps,  w'h  ne're  Contayne 
Colde  Hemlocke,  or  the  Libbards  bane 
117  Nor  is  it,  that  thou]  Nor  is  ytt  fytt  thou.  120  see't]  see. 

122  thy]  the.  123  And  the  brisk]  The  Bristle.  feast]  feed. 

128  make]  build.  132  shun]  flye.  133  find]  knowe.         134 

Tether's]  Tedders.  135  round,  and  close,  and  wisely  true]  round 

and  neate,  firme  Close,  &  true.  139  to  disport  your  selves] 

doe  disporte  you"^  thoughts.  143  one  Faith,  one]  on  faith  on. 

144  one  Death]  on  death.  145  Till  when,  ...  ye  may]  Till 

then  lett  Faith  soe  prompt  you"^  lines  yee  may.  146  Nor  feare,  or] 

Not  feare,  nor.  The  poem  in  the  Ashmole  MS.  is  signed  Jinis 

M'  RoV  Hericke. 

A  Lyrick  to  Mirth  (page  39).  Grosart,  ignorant  of  the  career 
of  Jacques  Gaultier,  or  Gotiere,  as  a  lutanist  at  the  court  of  Charles  I, 
looked  upon  '  Gotiere '  as  a  misprint  for  '  Guitar '- 


Critical  Appendix.  423 

Leanders  Obsequies  (page  42).  This  poem,  set  to  music  by 
Henry  Lawes,  finds  a  place  in  Playford's  The  second  Book  of  Ayres 
and  Dialogues,  1655,  under  the  title  Leander  Drownd.  The  following 
variants  occur :    5-6  Sighs  numberlesse  .  .  .  put  out  omitted.  8 

sobbing]  sighing.  9  Sea]  Fate.  12  But  that]  Had  not. 

The  Teare  sent  to  her  from  Stanes  (page  43).  Reprinted  in 
the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  The  only  change  is  in  the 
title,  which  reads  thus :  A  Tear  sent  his  Mistresse. 

Farewell  to  Sack  (page  45).  In  addition  to  the  Hesperides  text  of 
this  poem,  there  are  manuscript  versions  in  Sloane  MS.  1446,  fol.  176  (S) 
and  Rawlinson  MS.  F.poet.  160,  fol.  165  (R) ;  there  is  also  a  printed  ver- 
sion in  the  1645  edition  of  Witts  Recreations  ( W.  R.).  The  variants  are 
as  follows  :  His  fare- well  to  Sack]  A  Farewell  to  Sack  W.  R. :  The 
farewell  to  sacke  S :  M'  Herick  His  farewell  to  Sacke  R.  1  thou 

Thing]  the  thing  R.  so  knowne,  so  deare]  so  true  and  dear  W.  R. 
2  to  life]  of  life  S :  to  th'  life  R.  spirit :  Neare,]  spirit,  and  near, 
W.  R,  3  man,  wife]  or  wife  W.  R.  4  soule  to  body]  soul 

to  the  body   W.R.  6  resigning,  yet  resisting]  yet  chast,  and 

undefiled  W.  R. ;   resisting  yet  resigning  R,  S.  7-8  omitted  in 

W.  R.  7  First-fruits]  first  fruite  5.  8  Soft .  .  .  lips]  sweet 

speech,  sweet  touch,  the  lips  R :  S  weete  lipps  sweete  speech  the  touch  S. 
9  sweets]  such  R:   more  W.R.  10  So  neare,  or  deare]  More 

near,  more  dear  W.  R. :  Soe  neere  soe  deare  S.  as]  then  W.  R. 

wast]  wert  .S',  W,  R.  1 1-22  omitted  in  W.  R.  12  S^sint] 

Spirits  S  :  sp'ritts  R.  and  Lust ;  whose  purest  shine]  and  last  whose 
purer  shine  R :   and  lust  whose  warmer  shine  5.  13  Summers 

summer  5.  Sun-beams]  Sunbeam  (?)  R,  a  final  s  perhaps  cancelled. 
15  shagg'd]  shagg  S,  R.  16  P' ore-tell]  foreshew  R,  S.  17  full 

flame]  full  of  flame  R.  18  about]  abroad  R,S.        wild,  and 

active]  wild  and  peircing  R :  colde  and  peirceing  S.  19  'Tis  thou, 

above  Nectar]  Tis  thou,  lov'd  Nectar  S:  'Tis  thee  (lou'd  Nectar)  R. 
Divinest]  diviner  R  :  divined  S.  23  alone]  above  W.  R.       who] 

that  W. R. :  which S.       Fan]  fame  5 :  fain  W.R.  25-31  om.  in 

S.  25  rouze]  raise  JF./?.  sacred]  holy  i?,  PF.  A  27  flashing] 
stretching  W.R. :  striking  J?.  28  soule]  souls  W.R.  29-36  omitted 
in  W.R.         29  or  those]  nor  those /?.         30  if]  it  R.  33  Phoe- 

bean]  Pheban  R.        thou]  the  R.  34  Of  which,  sweet]  of  whose 

sweet  R.  35  Holy-Layes]  sacred  laies  S,  R.  36  makes] 

make  A'.  37  why  longer  doe  I]  why  doe  I  longer  W.  R.  38 

eye]  eies  S,  R.  admiration]  adoration  R.  39  Since]  When  W.  R. 
41  But]  And  W.  R.  42  Then  know]  Know  then  W.  R.     that] 

'tis  W.  R.       goe]  hence  W.  R.  43  has  made]  hath  form'd  W.R. : 

hath  forg'd  S,  R.    a  braine]  my  brain  R,  W.  R.  45  Prethee]  I 

prethee  W.R.  not  smile]  drawe  in  S,  R,  W.R.  46  Or  smile  .  . . 
beguile]  This  line  is  omitted  in  S,  R,  and  W.  R. :  in  its  place  occur, 
in  all  three  versions,  the  following  lines : 


424  Critical  Appendix. 


Thy  glaring  [gazing  W.  /?.]  fires  [eyes  K\,  least  in  [at  W.R!\  theire 
sight  the  sinne 

Of  fierce  Idolatrie  shute  into  mee,  and 

I  turne  Apostate  to  the  strict  Comande 

Of  nature :  bidd  mee  nowe  fare  well,  or  smile 

More  mildlie  [inly/?:  w^yW.R.\  least  thy  temptingelookes  beguile 
47  denounc'd]  pronounc't  W.R.  thus  much  show]  thus  much 
shows  IV.  R.:  thus  must  show  R:  must  showe  S.  49  freely  ;  and 

desire]  boldly,  and  desire  W.R.:  and  with  maine  desire  R:  and 
with  many  desire  .S".  50  espous'd]  espouse  R,  S.  51  love  thee ; 
but  not  taste  thee]  love,  but  yet  not  tast  thee  W.R.:  love  thee,  yet  not 
tast  thee  S,  R.  52  thy  former]  her  former  S.         53  inadult'rate] 

in  adulterate  R.  54  Hereafter,  shall  smell]  Shall  smell  hereafter 

IV.R.,S. 

The  cruell  Maid  (page  60).  Reprinted  in  Wi/is  Recreations, 
1650.    No  change  in  the  text. 

His  MISERY  IN  A  MiSTRESSE  (page  62).  Reprinted  in  Witts 
Recreations  (1650),  under  the  title  His  Misery.    No  change  in  the  text. 

To  A  Gentlewoman  (page  63).  There  are  printed  versions  of 
this  song  in  the  following  collections  of  poems :  (i)  Poems :  by  Wil. 
Shakespeare  Gent,  1640  {S) ;  (ii)  Playford's  Ayres  and  Dialogues  for 
one,  two,  and  three  Voices.  The  first  Book,  1653  (P) ;  (iii)  Playforffs 
Select  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  Book  II,  1669  (/"').  In  addition  to  these, 
there  is  a  version  in  Egerton  MS.  2013,  fol.  l6b  (E),  printed  continuously 
between  bars  of  music,  and  W.  C.  Hazlitt,  in  his  edition  of  Herrick 
(i.  65)  quotes  a  MS.  version  of  the  poem,  but  does  not  state  where  the 
MS.  is  to  be  found.  The  following  variants  occur :  To  a  Gentle- 
woman .  • .  haires]  An  old  Man  to  his  young  Mr',  Hazlitt :  To  his 
Mistres  objecting  his  age  P,  /",  and  pencilled  above  the  music  in  E ; 
without  title  5.  2  dare  sweare]  beleeve  S :  believe  P,  P',  E, 

Hazlitt.  4-1 1  And  time  will  come  . . .  Carnation  grew]    All  the 

other  versions  differ  widely  here  ;  I  quote  P  and  notice  variations  from 
it  in  S,  E,  and  Hazlitt : 

And  night  will  come  when  men  will  swear  [shall  £'.] 

Time  has  spilt  snow  upon  your  hair,    [hath  spilt  E,  S :  hath  spitt 

Hazlitt.        on  your  5.] 

Then  when  in  your  Glass  you  seek 

But  find  no  Rose-bud  in  your  cheek ;    [Rose  buds  in  S :  roses  on 

Hazlitt.] 

No,  nor  the  bed  to  give  the  shew.    [Barke  to  give  the  shewe  E : 
bud  at  least  to  show  Hazlitt :  bed  to  give  thee  shew  S.] 

Where  such  a  rare  Carnation  grew,    [fayre  Hazlitt.] 

And  such  a  smiling  Tulip  too. 
[6-8  And  when  though  longe  it  come  to  passe,  that  you  shall  call  your 
looking  glasse,  and  in  that  seeke  E.]  12  Ah]  O  S.    close  in]  in 

lose  5  :  Ah  ==  close  in  E. 


Critical  Appendix,  425 

A  Ring  presented  to  Julia  (page  65).  Reprinted  in  Witts 
Recreations  (1650),  under  the  title  With  a  ^  to  Julia.  The  only 
change  in  the  text  is  the  substitution  of  Thy  for  The  in  1.  8. 

How  LiLLiES  CAME  WHITE  (page  74).  This  song,  set  to  music  by 
Nicholas  Lanneare,  finds  a  place  in  John  Playford's  Select  Ayres  and 
Dialogues,  Book  II,  1669,  under  the  title  The  Lilly.  The  following 
variants  occur :  i  ye]  you.  8  niplet]  Nipple.  12  ye]  you. 

'The  Welcome  to  Sack'  (page  77).  There  are  no  less  than 
nine  manuscript  versions  of  this  poem,  all  of  which  show  more  or 
less  marked  divergences  from  the  text  of  the  Hesperides.  These  are 
Harleian  6931,  fol.  61  (H),  Additional  MS.  19268,  fol.  39*  {A),  Addi- 
tional MS.  22603,  fol-  37  {■^^),  Additional  MS.  30982,  foil.  140-139  (^'), 
Sloane  1446,  fol.  18^  (5),  Sloane  1792,  fol.  125^  (5^),  Rawlinson  F.poet. 
26,  fol.  89  (/?),  Rawlinson  F.  poet.  160,  fol.  165*  {R^),  and  Rawlinson 
F.  poet.  142  (^').  The  last  of  these  MSS.  contains  only  twenty-nine 
verses,  and  the  text  is  so  corrupt  that  collation  is  useless.  The  variants 
in  the  other  MSS.  are  as  follows :  The  Welcome  to  Sack]  M'  Herrick's 
welcome  to  Sacke  H:  M'  Herrickes  Welcome  to  Sacke  A,  A',  S^: 
The  Time  expired  he  welcoms  his  M™  Sacke  as  foUoweth  R',  A^ : 
Herick's  Welcome  to  Sack  R :   Herricks  Sack  R '-  1-2  So  soft 

streames  .  .  .  lies]    This  reads  as  follows  in  H: 

Soe  swift  streames  meete,  so  meete  with  gladder  smiles 
Springs  after  long  divorcement  made  by  lies 
2  by  the]  made  hy  A,  A^,R,S,S^.  4  natures]  waters  //^,  ^ ,  .<4 ' : 

water  S^.  an]  a  .S".  5  Moonie  nights]  moony  night  H,A,A^,S^  : 
moonshine  nights  R^,  A^  (reading  '  night ').  6  Call]  Calls  H,  A, 

A  '.         fierce]  fayre  R,  S.    Delights]  delight  H,A,A\S\  8  but 

such  as]  save  those  that  B,  A,  A^,S,S ',  R.  aime  at]  tend  XaH,A, 
A^,S^.  9  meet]  mett  S.    meet  thee.  Soule]  meet  the  Soule  R '. 

10  of  Love  !  omittedin  A.  11  Out-glares]  Out-darts  H,A,A^,SH 
Out-stares  R,  R',A^:  Out-starrs  S.  Osiris  omitted  in  H.  gleames] 
Gemes  H:  gemmes  A,  A  ',  5'.  12  Out-shine]  Darken  H,  A  : 

Dash  forth  R,  R\  A',  S:    Dart  forth  A^,  S^.  13  illustrious] 

illustrous  R '.  14  are  the  ends]  is  the  end  R^,  A'.  '5  ^  '] 

Nay  H,  A,A\A  \  S%  R'^ :  Yea  R,  S.  16  seachourg'd  A.  17 
betray]  display  H,  A,  A^,  A',  R,  R\  S,  S'.  18   smoakie] 

smoaking  If,  A,A',A',S\R  ^-  chimneys]  Chymney  R.  of]  in 
A',S^.  19  so  long]  thus  long  R,  R\  A  \  embraces]  embrace S \ 
20  Exile  ?  Tell  me]  He?  (why  tell  me)  II:  Isle,  6  tell  me,  ^.  22  Did 
rather  choose]  Choose  rather  for  H,  A,A^,S  \  another]  some  other 
II,  A,A\A\S'',R  \  23-4  omitted  in  H,A,A\S\  23  Or 

went'st  thou  .  . .  move  me]  Or  was  it  to  this  end,  thou  went'st  to  move 
mee  R,  S :  Or  was  it  to  y'  end  thou  mean'st  to  moue  me  /?  ^  .<4  ^. 
24  By  thy  short]  more  by  thy  S,  R\A':  More,  by  thine  R.  and 
love]  to  love  R.  25-6  Why  frowns  .  . .  Idolator]        These  two 

lines  read  as  follows  mil.  A,  A",  S' : 


42  6  Critical  Appendix. 

Oh  then  no  longer  let  my  sweete  deferre        [swett  A.\ 
Her  buxom  smiles  from  me  her  worshipper. 
In  5  and  R  the  verses  read  thus  : 

Why  frownes  my  Sweet  ?  Why  doth  my  Saint  deferr  [does  R,  A  ^] 
Her  buxome  smiles  from  mee  her  worshipper 
A^,  R^  agree  with  S  and  R,  but  substitute  bosome  for  buxome. 
27  Why  are  Those  Looks,  Those  Looks]  Why  are  those  Amber  lookes 
H,  R :  Why  have  those  amber  lookes  A,  A  ',  S,  S^ :  why  are  those 
happy  lookes  R\  A\  28  Time-]  Times  R,  S.        drawn  in] 

calld  in  A.  29  Tell  me,  and  the  fault]    This  is  expanded  in  H, 

A,A^,S,S'  and  R  to  the  following : 

Tell  me,  hath  my  Soule 

Prophan'd  in  Speech,  or  done  an  act  that's  fowle      [y*  is  A.] 

Against  thy  purer  Essence  ?    For  that  fault  .  .  . 
So  A',  R',  but  with  variants  Aas  my  soule  and  an  Act  morefoule  and 
imrer  nature,    with]  will  A^.         32  kill]  purge  R.        this]  the  H,A, 
A^,A\S,S\R,R\  33  Vfo\]-W\\t  H,A,A\A*,S,S\R,I?. 

or  tell]  nor  tell H,A,S^,R:  and  tell  S,A^.  35  Too  temp'rate  in 

embracing]  Too  temp'rate  in  imbracings  R^,A^:  Too  temp'rate  in 
embraces  //,  A^,S':    To  temperat  embraces  A.  Tell   me, 

om2tteamI/,A,A^,A',S,S',R,R'.  |ha's]  Hath  5,^.  36  thee- 
ward]  thee-wards  I/,  A,A\  SK  i'th']  in  th' B,R^:  in  the  A,A^,  S, 
^''lin^'.  no]  not/?".  37  this  rak't-up  Ash-heap]  the  rak't 

up  Ashes  H,A,A\S,  S\  R.  39-40  Have  I  .  .  .  Wine  omitted  in  H, 
A,A',S'.  39  divorc't]  devour'd  S,  R.  40  In  hot . . .  Wine] 

Or  quencht  my  lust  vpon  some  other  wine  ^  ',  /? '  {reading  quench) :  Or 
quench  my  last  thirst  with  another  Wine  5 :  Or  quench  my  lust-sopp 
in  an  other  wine  R.  41  True,  I  confesse]  I  must  confesse  I/,  A,  S^. 
42  confirme]  increase  H.  43  my]  mine  S\  R:   m'  S.        on  thee 

omitted  in  I/,  A,  A',  A',  S', RK  44  love  growes]  loues growe 

A.  Foes]  froze //".  45  ever,  co'd  there  be]  could  there  ever  be  ^, 
A,A',S \  46  possibilitie]  probabilitie  S, R.  47  when  thou  . . , 
lack]  when  all  the  world  may  know  that  Vines  must  lacke  II:  so  A,  but 
with  sAatt  for  must :  When  all  the  world  shall  know  y»  vine  shall  lacke 
A',  S^  (reading  may  know) :  R',  A '  agree  with  Hesperides  text,  but 
substitute  should  for  mttst,  and  the  lies  for  thy  lies ;  the  last  variant  is 
also  found  in  R  and  S.  48  Herrick  leaves]  Herrick  leave  H,  A, 

A^,S^:  I  will  leave  R :  He  leaue  S.       After  48II,A,A'  read : 

Sacke  is  my  life,  my  leaven,  salt  to  all 

My  dearest  daintyes,  niiy,  'tis  the  principall :       [nay  omitted 

in  A.    principall  A,A'^,SK] 

Fire  unto  all  my  functions,  gives  me  blood,  [fierto^,^*,  5'.] 

An  active  spiritt  full  marrow,  and  what's  good  ;    [what  is  A.] 
In  S  these  four  verses  read  as  follows  : 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  leven,  salt  to  all 

My  dearest  dainties,  Navell  principall. 

Fire  to  all  my  functions,  giv'st  mee  blood, 

Chine,  spirilt,  marrowe,  and  what  else  is  good. 


Critical  Appendix.  427 

Sq  A^,  R ^,  substituting  dearer  for  dearest ;  R ^  also  has  accbns  for 
functions ;  /?  departs  from  5  by  substituting  my  functions  all  for  all 
my  functions,  and  by  inserting  thou   before  giv'st.  49  Thou 

mak'st  me  ayrie,  active]  Sacke  makes  me  sprightly,  aery  H:  Sack 
makes  me  sprightfull,  aery  A,S^:  Sack  makes  me  spirit  full,  aery  A ' : 
And  mak'st  me  active,  aiery  S,  R.  50  Iphyclus]  Iphycus  A  : 

Iphicus  J/,S,S\R:  Ipitus  A':  a  lacuna  in  /?'-  upon]  on  A\ 

51  Thou  mak'st]  Sacke  makes  H,A,A^,S^:  And  makst  /?',  A  \ 
as]  like  /?'',  ^  "_         nimble]  winged  A^         viringed]  nimble  A^,R^. 

52  on  the  heads  of]  'ore  the  toppe  of  H:  'ore  the  tops  of  A,  A',  S':  on 
the  topps  of  S,  R.  53  a  thing]  any  thinge  5 :  a  think  5 '.  54  the 
heavenly  Isis]  the  Cope  of  heaven  //:  the  heavenly  fire  A.  55  love 
unto  my  life]  Joy  unto  my  Loue  //,  A',S'':  joy  unto  my  soule  A  :  love 
vnto  my  love  S,  R.  57  co'd  the  Egyptians]  can  th'  Egiptian  I/,  A, 
A^,S,R,R':  can  y^  Egyptions  A\  S '.  58  Garlick,  Onyon]  Onion, 
Garlick  A '.  Onyon  and]  Limon  or  S.  59  who  wast  their  best]  who 
art  the  best  //,  A,  S^:  w"^  art  the  best  A  '  :  who  was  their  best  R, 
R',A\         60  transcendent]  transcending //■.         61  weak]  great  i?". 

62  thy  Vine]  the  Vine  H,  A,  A^,  S\        or  had]  had  he  A^,  R^. 

63  Small  chalice  .  .  .  He]  Small  Challice  of  thy  Nectar,  he  ev'n  he 
//,  A,  A\  S,  S^,  R:    full  chalice  of  thy  purer  Nectar  he  R\  A  \ 

64  had]  would  A^.  65  Had  not]  Had  but  S.  Joves  son] 
Joue  found  R\  that  brave]  the  vast  H,  A,  A',  S,  S\  R:  that 
vast  R^.AK  66  Thesbian]  Thespian  5 S  7?,  ^,  ^ '-  ta'ne] 
twaine  A  '.  67  thy  gen'rous  blood  ;  his  spright]  thy  bloud,  his 
lustfull  spright  /f.  A,  A »,  S,  S^,  R  [last-full  I/,S^:  thy  blood,  his 
Jouiall  spright  A'^  A  \  68  Ne'r  had]  Had  not  I/,A,A^,S': 
Had  ne're  R:  Had  neere  S.  69-72  Come  . . .  complexion  //,  A, 
A',  S^  omit.  69  Love  and  lust]  Heat  of  love  S,  R :  heat  of  lust 
R'^,  A^  70  beauties]  beautie  5.  we  will  be]  and  wee'll  be  S, 
R%  A^ :  me,  wee'l  bee  R.  71  Fate  to  break  us]  hate  to  sunder 
S,  R.  73  As  Queenes]  As  kings  A  '.  meet]  see  /? ',  A'^. 
or  come  thou  unto  me]  so  let  sacke  come  to  me  H,  A,  A*,  S\ 
74  As  Cleopatra  .  .  .  Anthonie]  Or  as  Cleopatra  unto  Anthonye 
H,  A,  A^,  S^:  As  Cleopatra  did  to  Anthony  S:  as  Cleopatra  to 
Marke  Anthonye,  R'^,A^.  7$  carriage]  visage  //,  A,  A\A  ', 
S^,  R,  R^:  linage  S.  76  Triumvir]  Triumviri  R '.  Wonderment] 
blandisment  A  '.  77  my  nerves  with  spirit]  my  feeble  sinewes,  H, 
A,  A",  S I  78-9  Run  through  ...  of  fire]  H  substitutes 
for  this : 

Fill  each  part  full  of  Fire,  let  all  my  good 

Parts  be  encouraged,  .  .  . 
78  my  veines]  my  braines  JT:  the  veines  R^.      a]  an  A^,S''.      hasty] 
lusty  R,  S.  79  Fill  each]  And  each  5.        fire,  active]  actiue  fire 

A^  :  in  S^  this  reading  is  corrected  to  the  text.  80  soule]  state 

R'^.  put  it  to]  put  meto  H,  A,  S,S^,R^:  put  thee  to  A^.  82  doe 
not]  never  H,  A,A^,S^.  83  Thy  Fiers  from  me]  Thy  blessings 


428  Critical  Appendix. 

from  mtH,A,A^,S^.  but] but  let  R,  R^,  A\  me  ;  but  omittedin  S. 
84  these-like]  all  my  H,  A%  A\  R\S:  all  mine  A,S%  R.  or]  and  A". 
a  thing  that's]  a  things  y*'  is  A.  85   Circumstants  shall  but  live] 

Circumstants  have  the  fate  H,  A  :  Circumstants  shall  have  fate  S,  S', 
A',R  :  circumstances  shall  haue  powre  i?^  A\  86  that  I]  when  I 
//,  A,  A',A^,S,S  ^  R.  87  then  omitted  in  S.         88  the  Tap  . . . 

the  Turfe]  the  turffe  ...  the  tappe  A"^,  R^  (reading' lap).  89  May 
ray  Numbers]  let  my  verses  H,A,A\  A^,  R,  R',  S,  S^.  90  Run  to] 
Hast  to  H,A,A^,A^,S,S^,R,R^.  91  when  thee  (deare  Spouse) 

I  disavow]  when  the  deare  Spouse  I  disavowe  5° :  (Deare  Spouse)  when 

I  thee  disallow  H,  A,  A*,  A^,  S- :  (deare  spowse)  when  I  thee  dis- 
avowe R '.         92  Ne'r  may]  May  ne're  H,  A.         Daphne']  Daphe  A. 

Upon  Gubbs  (page  80).  Reprinted  with  the  title  On  Gubbs  in  the 
1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations.    No  change  in  the  text. 

Upon  Bunce  (page  83).  Reprinted  with  the  title  On  Bunce  in  the 
1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations.    No  change  in  the  text. 

To  THE  Virgins,  &c.  (page  84).  This  song,  set  to  music  by 
William  Lawes,  finds  a  place  in  the  following  music-books  published 
by  John  Playford:  (i)  Select  Mitsicall  Ayres  and  Dialogues  (1652); 
(ii)  Select  Musicall  Ayres  and  Dialogues  (16^7,) ;  (iii)  Select  Ayres  and 
Dialogues.  Book  I  (1659);  (iv)  A  brief  Introduction  to  the  skill  of 
Musick  (1660);  {\)  The  Musicall  Companion  {\b()7)\  (vi)  TheTreasury 
of  Mttsick  (1669).  The  song  also  appears,  under  the  title  To  make 
much  of  Time,  in  the  1663  edition  of  Witts  Recreations.  The  follow- 
ing variants  occur:  i  ye]  your  {Playford),  (Witts  Rec).  while  ye] 
while  you  P :  whilst  you  W.  R.  3  this]  that  P,  W.  R.  4 

will]  may  W.  R.  6  he's  a  getting]  he  is  a  getting  P:  he  is  getting 

W.  R.  8  neerer  he's  to]  neerer  to  his  W.  R.  9  which]  that 

P.  10  When]  while  P.  n  But]  And  W.  R.        But  being 

.  .  .  worst]  Expect  not  the  last  and  worst  P.  12  succeed]  suc- 

ceeds P.  14  ye]  you  P,  W.  R.  15  lost  but  once]  once  but 

lostj". 

Upon  himselfe  (page  97).  Reprinted  in  Witts  Recreations  (1663), 
under  the  title  On  an  old  Batchelour.  The  following  variants  occur : 
3  wedded]  married.  4  a  jot]  one  jot.  6  mend]  mend  me. 

put  out  the  light]  blind  me  quite. 

To  THE  Rose  (page  98).  Reprinted  in  the  1663  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  the  Rose  (Another).  The  following 
variants  occur:  4  flowing]  peevish.  5  oft  has]  long  hath.        6 

(If  she's  fretfuU)  I]   if  she  frets  that   I,  8   struggle]   struggles. 

10  For  to  tame,  though  not  to  kill]  That  can  tame,  although  not  kill. 

I I  thus]  now. 

Upon  Guesse  (page  98).  Reprinted  with  the  title  On  Guesse  in 
the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations.    No  change  in  the  text. 


Critical  Appendix.  4, 2  9 

Upon  a  painted  Gentlewoman  (page  98).  Reprinted  in  the  1 630 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  On  a  Painted  Madattt. 
No  change  in  the  text. 

Not  to  love  (page  102).  This  poem,  set  to  music  by  William 
Lawes,  finds  a  place  in  the  following  music-books  published  by  John 
Playford :  (i)  Select  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  Book  I,  1659,  where  the 
title  is  The  Vicissitudes  of  Love ;  (ii)  The  Treasury  of  Musick,  1663, 
under  the  title  On  the  Vicissitudes  of  Love.  It  was  also  reprinted  in 
the  1663  edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  Counsel  not  to 
love.  The  following  variants  occur :  4  has]  hath  Playford,  Witts 
Ret.  S  sobs]  tears  fF.  i?.  7  Freezing  cold]  Fiery  colds  »f.  iP, 

firie  heats]  freezing  heats.  13-16  How  crosse  .  .  ,  part  omitted  in 

Playford.  16  her  own  least]  in  every  W.R.  17  and  worth] 

whose  worth's  P.  18  not]  nought  P. 

How  Violets  came  blew  (page  105).  Reprinted  in  the  1663 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  How  the  Violets  came 
blew.    The  following  variants  occur :  1-2  Love  on  .  .  .  spent] 

The  Violets,  as  poets  tell, 

With  Venus  wrangling  went. 
3    sho'd]   did.  6  Girles]   Girle.  7   ye]  you.         dare]  do 

8  ye]  you. 

Mrs.  Eliz.  Wheeler,  &c.  (page  106).  This  song,  set  to  music 
by  Henry  Lawes,  fiiids  a  place  in  the  following  music-books 
published  by  John  Playford :  (i)  Select  Musicall  Ayres  and  Dia- 
logues, For  one  and  two  Voyces  to  sing  to  the  Theorbo,  Lute,  or  Basse 
Viol,  1652;  (ii)  Select  Musicall  Ayres  and  Diedogties  in  three 
bookes,  1653 ;  (iii)  Select  Ayres  and  Dialogues  for  one  two  and 
three  Voyces  to  the  Theorbo-lute  or  basse-viol.  Book  I,  1659 ; 
(iv)  The  Musical  Companion,  1 667 ;  (v)  The  Treasury  of  Musick, 
1669.  The  title  in  each  case  is  Amidst  the  Mirtles  as  I  walke.  The 
following  variants  occur  :  i  Among]  Amidst.        walkt]  walke.  2 

intertalkt]  entertalke.  5  Thou  foole]  Then  foole.  6  sweet] 

good.  7  yond'  Carnation]  yonder  Tulip.  9  Pansie]  Fancy. 

10  have]  finde.  11  and]  in.  12  waves  the  Streamer]  wave 

the  streames.  14  I  went  to  pluck]  And  went  and  pluckt.  15 

of  parts  an  union]  a  part  a  union.  16  were]  was.  18  The 

true  resemblances]  Fond   man,  resemblances.  19   joyes]  Joy. 

20  And  in]  Even  in.  22  Like  those  .  .  .  together]  As  do  those 

Flowers  when  knit  together. 

The  poem,  under  the  title,  The  Enquiry,  is  also  included,  wrongly 
of  course,  in  the  1640  edition  of  Thomas  Carew's  Poems  ;  the  following 
variants  occur:  I  Among]  Amongst.  4  I  may]  may  L  6 

sweet]  good.  7  yond'  Carnation]  Yonder  Tulip.  8  shalt] 

mayst.        and  cheek]  her  cheek.  9  that]  yon.  11  and 

Roses]  in  rosy.  12  Streamer]  streamers.  16  were]  was. 

17  At  which]  With  that.  18  The  true]  Fond  man  !  19  For] 


4  3  o  Critical  Appendix. 

And.      must]  shall.  20  And  . . .  turning]  Even  in  the  twinkling. 

21  must]  shall.  22  ere]  thus. 

To  Anthea  (page  108).  This  song,  set  to  music  by  Henry  Lawes, 
finds  a  place  in  the  following  music-books  published  by  John  Playford  ; 
(i)  Select  Musicall  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  1652;  (ii)  Select  Musicall 
Ayres  and  Dialogues,  1653  ;  (iii)  Select  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  Book  I, 
1659 ;  (iv)  The  Treasury  of  Musick,  1669.  In  the  first  three  col- 
lections the  Hesperides  title  is  omitted  ;  in  the  fourth  it  is  changed  to 
Lov^s  Votary.  The  following  variants,  common  to  all  four  collections, 
occur :  i  to  live]  but  live.  2  Protestant]  Votary.  6  Sound 

and  free]  soundly  free.  7  the  whole  world  thou  canst  find]  the 

world  thou  canst  not  find.  9  will]  shall.  10  To  honour]  and 

honour.  12  And't  shall  doe  so]  And  it  shall  do't.  15  And 

having]  Or  having.  17-20  Bid  me  despaire  ...  for  thee  omitted. 

22  eyes]  eye. 

A  NUPTIALL  Song  (page  112).  In  addition  to  the  Hesperides  text 
there  are  MS.  versions  in  Harleian  MS.  6917,  fol.  10  (//^), and  Additional 
MS.  21433,  fol-  126  (A),  25303,  fol.  141  b  (A  ').  The  variants  are  as 
follows:  A  Nuptiall  Song. . . .  Lady]  An  Epithalamium  H:  Epithalamie 
A,  A^-  2  Injewel'd]  enamelld  H,  A,  A^-  6  nobler]  noble  H,  A,  A\ 
10  Emergent]  Emerging /f,  .4,  ^'.  14  Treading  upon]  Throwing 

about  H,  A,  A'''.  16  Chafte]  chast  H,  A.     After  Stanza  3  occurs 

the  following  stanza  in  both  the  Harleian  and  the  Additional  MSS. : 
Lead  on  faire  paranymphs,  the  while  her  eyes, 
guilty  of  somewhat,  ripe  the  strawberries  [Guilty  to  A,  ^'.] 
and  cherries  in  her  cheekes,  there's  Creame 
allready  spillt,  her  rayes  must  gleame 
gently  thereon. 
And  soe  begett  lust  and  temptation 

to  surfeit  and  to  hunger, 
helpe  on  her  pace ;  and  though  she  lagg,  yet  stirre 
her  homewardsj  well  she  knowes 
Her  heart's  at  home,  howere  she  goes : 
24  Perspiring]  Spirting  forth  H,  A  :  spiringe  forth  A^.  27  Who 

therein  wo'd  not]  Who  would  not  then  H,  A,  A'.  28  Ash-heaps] 

ashes//;  30  burnes]  burne  .4,^'.  31  ground]  round//. 

34  the]  thy  //,  A  {but  altered  to  the),  A^.  36  more  disparkling] 

and  besparckling  H:  and  desparkling  A,  A\  40  else  to  ashes] 

like  a  firebrand  If,  A,  A\    Here  follows  in  H,  A,  A^  the  ensuing 
stanza : 

See  how  he  waves  his  hand,  and  through  his  eyes 
shootes  forth  his  jealous  soule,  for  to  surprize 
And  ravish  you  his  Bride,  doe  you 
Not  now  perceive  the  soule  of  C :  C  : 
Your  mayden  knight 
[Space  of  three  lines  left  here.] 


Critical  Appendix.  431 


With  Kisses  to  inspire 
You  with  his  just  and  holy  Ire    [You  oiA,  A'^.\ 
41  Glide  by  the  banks  of  Virgins  then,  and  passe]  If  so  glide  through 
the  rankes  of  virgins,  passe//':  j£»/i,y4^,r^arf?«g-Bankes.        44  drown 
yee]  drowne  you  H,A,A\  50  as  doth  a]  as  do  the  H :  as  doth 

the  A,  A'.    There  follows  in  1/  and  A  another  stanza  deleted  from  the 
Hesperides  text.     It  reads  thus  : 

Why  then  goe  forward,  sweet  Auspicious  Bride, 
and  come  upon  your  Bridegroome  like  a  Tyde 
bearing  downe  Time  before  you  ;  hye 
swell,  mixe,  and  loose  your  soules  ;  implye  [lose  A'^.\ 
like  streames  which  flow 
Encurlld  together,  and  noe  difference  show 

In  their  silver  waters;    runne    [most  silver  run  run 

A,A^^ 
Into  your  selves  like  wooll  together  spunne, 
or  blend  so  as  the  sight  [that  sight  A,A^.] 
of  two  makes  one  Hermaphrodite. 
5 1  y'are]  you  If :  you'r  A^ :  yo'  A.        52  dealing]  drawing  If :  doleing 
A,A^.      these]  those //^,y4,^''.         57  Apostate]  Apostata//^.      59-60 
You  slowly  go]  y'are  slow  in  going  If,  A.        60  howsoever]  however  Jf. 
Two  additional  stanzas,  deleted  from  the  Hesperides  text,  here  follow 
in  the  Harleian  and  Additional  MSS.    They  read  : 

How  long,  soft  bride,  shall  your  deare  C  :  make  [C:  omitted 

in  ff.] 
love  to  your  welcome  with  the  mistick  Cake, 

how  long,  oh  pardon,  shall  the  house  [ah  C,  A,  A\] 
and  the  smooth  Handmaides  pay  their  vowes 
with  oyle  and  wine, 
for  your  approach,  yet  see  their  Altars  pine  ? 

how  long  shall  the  page,  to  please 
you,  stand  for  to  surrender  up  the  keyes 
of  the  glad  house  ?  come  come 
or  Lar  will  freeze  to  death  at  home  : 

Welcome  at  last  unto  the  Threshold,  Time 
throaned  in  a  saffron  Evening,  seemes  to  chyme 
AH  in,  kisse  and  so  enter,    If 
a  prayer  must  be  said,  be  briefe ; 
The  easy  Gods 
For  such  neglect,  have  only  myrtle  rodds 
to  stroake  not  strike  ;  feare  you 
Not  more,  milde  nymph,  then  they  would  have  you  doe  ; 

But  dread  that  you  doe  more  offend  [But  dread  you 

more  offende  A,  A'.} 
In  that  you  doe  beginne,  then  end  : 
61  y'are]  you'r  A,A^.  64  The  Aged]  how  th'  aged  If:  How  y» 


432  Critical  Appendix. 


Aged  A,A^.  66  The  House  (Love  shield  her)]  Us  (and  God 

shield  her)  H,  A,  A'.         68  in's]  in  his  H.    to  expresse]  t'expresse  If. 

70  your  eyes]  her  eyes  I/,  A,A\    Another  stanza,  absent  from  Hespe- 
rides,  follows  in  HzxA  A  : 

"What  though  your  laden  Altar  now  has  wonne  [hath  ^'.] 
the  creditt  from  the  table  of  the  Sunne 
for  earth  and  sea  ;  this  Cost 
on  you  is  altogether  lost, 
because  you  feede 
not  on  the  flesh  of  beasts,  but  on  the  seede 

Of  contemplation,  your, 
your  eyes  are  they,  wherewith  you  draw  the  pure 
Elixar  to  the  minde, 
which  sees  the  body  fedd,  yet  pined. 

71  kind]  sweet /T,  .4,  ^».  ^^  short'st]  shortest  H,A,A^.  and 
this]  this  H,  A,  A\  73  But  yet]  and  yet  H,  A,A\  76  Tell- 
ing the  Clock  strike]  Hearing  the  clocke  goe  H,  A,  A\  81  To  y= 
maides  side-note  in  A'  (maide  A).  82  ye]  you  /f.  83  (Farther 
then  Gentlenes  tends)]  further  then  vertue  lends  I/,  A,  A^.  84,  86 
ye]  you  If.  striving  for]  catching  at  If,  A,  A'.  88  youthfull] 
gtntle  If,  A,  A",  fragrant]  fragrous /T,  .4,  .4'.  96  Gentle-heart] 
gentle  Carte  If,  A,  A\  97  soft-Maidens-blush]  soft  mayden  blush 
If,  A,  A\  99  Then]  Thus  H,  A,  A\  101  yee]  you  H,A. 
see]  view  H,  A,  A\  104  Cherubim]  Cherubin  H,  A,  A\  105 
O  marke  yee  how]  List,  oh  list  how  If,  A,  A\  106  The  .  . .  now] 
Even  Heaven  gives  up  his  soule  betweene  you  now  H:  so  A,  A'  {read- 
ing- yee).  107  See,  a]  marke  how  If,  A,  A'.  thousand]  thousands 
A.  112  swelling]  rising  ^,^.  113  the  two  too]  thee  too  too 
If,A,  A\  117  hugge  it]  hugge  you  H,  A,  A'.  118  the  mighty 
overflow]  that  mayne,  in  the  full  flow  H,  A,  A'-  119  that  white]  the 
white  If,  A,  A^.  120  night]  Starrs  If,  A,  A\  121  The  bed  is] 
You  see  tis  If,  A,  A\  127  to  the  full]  in  the  full  H.  128  con- 
ceipt]  conceipts //,  .(4,  .4^  some  way]  rather //i /I,  .(4'.  130  Play] 
5^ort  If,A,A^.  In  If  and  A  Stanza  14  follows  the  excised  stanza 
beginning,  '  What  though  your  laden  Altar  now  has  wonne ' ;  the 
variants  are  as  follows :  131  If  needs  we  must]  If  you  must  needs  H: 
But  if  you  must  needes  A,  A'.  132  go  with  it]  goe  with  you 
If,A,A\  134  magicks]  magick  If,  A.  136  one]  God 
If,A,A\  grutch]  grudge  If,  A'.  138  And  consume]  I  and 
consume  If,A,A\  140  confusion]  damnation  If,A,A\  the 
place]  that  place  If,  A.    The  last  of  the  excised  stanzas  here  follows : 

And  now  y'  have  wept  enough,  depart  yon  starres  [the 
Starrs  A.       To  the  Maides  side-note  in  A,  A^.'\ 
begin  to  pinke  as  weary  that  the  warres 

Know  so  long  Treaties ;  beate  the  drumme 
aloft,  and  like  two  armies,  come 
and  guild  the  field 


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Fight  bravely  for  the  flame  of  mankinde,  yeeld 
not  to  this  or  that  assault, 

For  that  would  prove  more  Heresy  then  fault 
In  Combatants  to  flye, 
fore  this  or  that  hath  gott  the  victory. 
143  with  Rock,  or  walles  of  Brasse]  with  Ribbe  of  Rocke  and  Brasse 
If,  A,  A'  {reading  ribbs).  144  Ye  Towre  her  up]  Yea,  Tower  her 

up  H:  Yee  towre  hyr  up  A"^.  145  you]  ye  A,  A^.  147  yee] 

you  //,A.  148  his  way]  waye  A,  A'.  150  sheet]  sheetes  ff. 

ISA  can  omitted  in  H,  A,  A\  158  yee]  you  Z/,^.        That  two] 

That  the  H !  that,  that  A,  A\ 

Oberons  Feast  (page  119).  In  addition  to  the  Hesperides  text 
there  are  six  MS.  versions  of  this  poem.  These  aire  contained  in 
Additional  MSS.  221 18,  fol.  i  (_A),  22603,  fol-  61  {A\  Egerton  MS. 
923,  fol.  43  (E),  Ashmole  MS.  38,  No.  117  (,Ash\  Rawlinson  MS.  F. 
poet.  160,  fol.  169*5  (A'),  and  Malone  MS.  16,  fol.  3  {M).  A  is  torn  ;  it 
preserves  the  beginnings  of  11.  7-1 1.  The  variants  are  as  follows: 
Oberons  Feast]  Kinge  Oberons  his  feast  A^\  Kinge  Obrons  Feast 
Ash  :  King  Oberons  Feast  R  :  The  fayries  feast  att  his  marriage  E. 
1-6  Shapcot !  i  .  anon]  Absent  from  all  MSS.  7  mushroome] 

mushrumpe  R.  8  short  prayers]  the  dance  A,  A^,  E,  Ash,  R,  M. 

9  A  Moon-parcht  grain]  A  yellow  come  A,  A',  E,  Ash,  R,  M.       purest] 
Perky  A\  E,  Ash,  R,  M.  10  glit'ring]  sandy  A\  E,  Ash,  R,  M. 

gnli]  gteeX^s  A^,  E,  Ash,  R.  11  choyce]  choysest  ^y^.        bitts 

with;    then]  Bitts,  with  which   A^,  Ash,   R:    bitts   with   and   A, 
E,M.  12  nice]  mice  i?.  i^-yom.tnAi  13  this]the^', 

Ash,R,M.      \s\w&s  A^,Ash,R,M.        14  must]dare.<4',£,.4j^,/?,Af. 
eare  was]  eares  were  ^',  i?.     sterv'd]  starv'd  ^',  £■.  15  there  was] 

he  had  E.  16  His  Spleen  .  .  .  chirring]  His  fire  the  pitteringe 

A^,  Ash,  R :  his  fire,  this  pittering  E :    His  firesj  the  pitying  M. 
17  puling]  pusinge  A^ :    Puissing  Ash :  passing  R.  18  The 

piping  .  . .  minstralcy]  Instead  of  this  line,  A  reads : 

The  Humminge  Dorre,  the  dyinge  Swan  [and  dying  E,  R^ 

And  each  a  choyse  musitian. 
In  A^,  E,  Ash,  R,  M  these  lines  follow  18  :    E  omits  minstralcy. 
19  And]  Butt  ^,  Af.       we]y'^^.  21  Infant]  instant  ^.  22 

besweetned]    beswetted    A^,  R  :   besweeted  Ash.  24    kitling] 

killing  A.         begin]  begane  Ash.  25  where]  with  which  E. 

27  and  tastes]  butt  with  A,  A',  E,  Ash,  R,  M.  28  Of  that  we  call 

the]  Neate  coole  allay  of  A,  A',  E,  Ash,  M:   neat  cool  array  of  R. 
29  Fuz-ball]  fast-ball  A^,  R  :  Fust-ball  Ash :  fusball  E,  M.  30 

blessed]  bless'd  £•.        by]  y/\th  A,  Ash,  R,M.  31  was]  seem'd 

A,  M.        but  then  forthwith]  butt  he  not  spares  A,  A^,  E,  Ash,  R,  M : 
following  upon  '  but  he  not  spares '  come  these  lines  in  all  the  MSS. : 
To  feed  upon  the  Candid  hares 
Of  a  dried  Canker,  with  a  sagge 

[with  the  Sagg  E  :  and  the  lagg  A,  M.] 


434-  Critical  Appendix. 

in  place  of  31-2  of  the  Hesperides  text,  which  are  introduced  a  little 
later  on.  34  bestrutted]  bestuffed  A^ :  bee  stoatted  Ash.  35 

Gladding]  Stroking  A,  A',  E,  R,  M :  Sroaking  Ash.  36  what  wo'd 
he]  nor  would  hee  Ash :  what  will  he  A,  M.  37  But]  and  M. 

a  Newt's]  an  Eughts  Ash,  R :  an  Eu'ts  A^ :  a  Gnat's  A,  E,  M. 
38.  A  Bloated  . . .  Flie]  A  pickled  Maggot,  and  a  drye  A,  A',  Ash,  R,  M: 
omitted  in  E.  39  With  the  Red-capt]  Hippe,  with  a  red-cap  A^, 

R;.  Hippe  with  a  reddcapt  A,  Ash:  hips,  with  the  red-capt  M: 
hipps,  and  y"  redcapt  E.  41  After  '  Tooth '  are  inserted  the  follow- 
ing lines  in  A,  A',  E,  Ash,  R,  M: 

and  with  the  fatt  [and  omitted  in  A,M\  z.  fatt  A^ 
And  wel-boyld  inkepin  of  a  batt.    [welbroyld  Ash,  R  :  Well 
rooted  Eye-ball  A  :  well-rated  eyeball  M:  Inspin  £.] 
A  bloated  Earwigg ;  with  the  pith  [bloter  A :  and  the  £.] 
Of  sugered  rush  a  glads  him  with,    \line  omitted  in  A  :  he 

glads£,.<4jA,^.] 
But  most  of  all  the  glowwormes  fire 

As  much  bewitching  his  desire     [betickling  ^,^°,  AT:   be- 

lickling  E.\ 
To  know  his  Queene,  mixt  with  the  farre  [and  with  E.\ 
Fetcht  binding  gellye  of  a  starre.  [fetch^jA :  gliding gelly^.] 
Here  A,  M  continue  with  43  of  Hesperides  version ;  A^,  E,  Ash,  R 
add  the  Une,  'The  silkwormes  seed,  a  little  moth'  and  continue  as 
m  Hesperides.  42  Omitted  in  A.    Late  fatned]  Lately  fatted  ^' : 

Late  fatted  E,  Ash,  R.  43  With  omitted  in  A',  Ash,  R.  44  to] 
with  A.  45  dewlaps]  dewlop  M.  47  in]  with  A,E,M.  a]  the E. 
48  flattering]  Hallowing^.  49  prest]  strayned ^,  ^.  soit omitted 
in  A.         50  Of  the]  oi&E.  51a  daintie  daizie]  a  Dazy  challice 

A'^,  E,  Ash,  R :    a  Dazy  Callice  A  :   a  challice  M.  52  quaffs 

up]  quaffes  of  A*,  E,  Ash,  R.  to  bewitch]  to  the  witch  E.  53  to 
height]  too  high  A*.  54  Grace  by]  Grac't  byJ4',  Ash,R.    Signed 

in  M  •  Rich :  Hiericke,  of  Clare  Hall.' 

In  addition  to  the  above  MS.  versions  of  Oberons  Feast,  there  is 
a  printed  version  of  a  part  of  the  poem  iix  a  little  volume,  by  R.  S., 
'  A  Description  of  the  King  and  Queene  of  Fayries,  their  habit,  fare, 
their  abode,  pompe,  and  state.  Beeing  very  delightfuU  to  the  sense, 
and  full  of  mirth '.  This  was  published  by  Richard  Harper  in  1635. 
Partly  because  this  version  differs  somewhat  strikingly  from  all  the 
other  versions,  and  partly  because  this  was  the  first  poem  of  Herrick's 
to  appear  in  print,  I  transcribe  the  whole  poem  from  the  unique  copy 
in  the  Bodleian  Library. 

A  Description  of  his  Dyet. 

Now  they  the  Elves  within  a  trice. 
Prepared  a  feast  lesse  great  than  nice. 
Where  you  may  imagine  first, 
The  Elves  prepare  to  quench  his  thirst, 


Critical  Appendix.  435 

In  pure  seed  Pearle  of  Infant  dew 

Brought  and  sweetned  with  a  blew 

And  pregnant  Violet ;  which  done, 

His  killing '  eies  begin  to  runne 

Quite  ore  the  table,  where  hee  spyes 

The  homes  of  water'd  Butter-flies. 

Of  which  he  eats,  but  with  a  little 

Neat  cool  allay  of  Cuckows  spittle. 

Next  this  the  red  cap  worme  thats  shut 

Within  the  concave  of  a  nut. 

Moles  eyes  he  tastes,  then  Adders  eares ; 

To  these  for  sauce  the  slaine  stagges  teares 

A  bloated  earewig,  and  the  pith 

Of  sugred  rush  he  glads  him  with. 

Then  he  takes  a  little  Mothe, 

Late  fatted  in  a  scarlet  cloth, 

A  Spinners  ham,  the  beards  of  mice, 

Nits  carbonado'd,  a  device 

Before  unknowne  ;  the  blood  of  fleas 

Which  gave  his  Elveships  stomacke  ease. 

The  unctious  dew  tops  of  a  Snaile,  \Read  dew  lops] 

The  broake  heart  of  a  Nightingale, 

Orecome  in  musicke,  with  the  sagge 

And  well  bestrowted  Bees  sweet  bagge. 

Conserves  of  Atomes,  and  the  mites. 

The  silke  wormes  sperme,  and  the  delights 

Of  all  that  ever  yet  hath  blest 

Fayrie  land :  so  ends  his  feast. 

Upon  a  child  that  dyed  (page  123).  Reprinted  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  On  a  Child;  no  change  in 
the  text. 

Upon  Sneape  (page  124).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On  Sneape, 
in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations ;  no  change  in  the  text. 

Gold,  before  Goodnesse  (page  130).  Reprinted  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  A  Foolish  Querie ;  no 
change  in  the  text. 

The  Kisse  (page  130).  This  Dialogue,  set  to  music  by  Henry 
Lawes,  finds  a  place  in  Playford's  The  third  Book  of  Ayres  and 
Dialogues,  1658,  under  the  title  A  Dialogue  on  a  Kiss.  The  following 
variants  occur:    3  ye]  you.  5  Between]  Betwixt.  7  soft] 

sweet.  10  them  there]  it   there.  16  speaking]    voycing. 

17  say]  then.  18  your]  the.  21  rare  encolourings]  various 

colourings.  22  gently]  sweetly. 

'  Probably  a  misprint  for  '  kitling ',  the  reading  of  the  Hesperiiles  text  and 
offiveMSS. 

F  f  2 


43 6  Critical  Appendix. 

His  AGE,  DEDICATED  TO  .  .  .  PoSTHUMUS  (page  1 32).  MS.  ver- 
sions are  found  in  British  Museum  Egerton  MS.  2725,  fol.  72  (E),  and 
Harleian  MS.  6918,  fol.  47  (H) ;  and  in  MS.  Iviii  of  Worcester  College, 
Oxford,  at  p.  275  ( W).  His  Age  .  .  .  Posthumus]  M'  Hericks  Age 
.  .  .  Posthumus  W:  M'^HerrickesoldagetoM'Weekes£':  His  old  age 
to  Mr.  Weekes  H.  3  Or  prayers  or]  nor  prayer  nor  H:  Noe  prayer 
nor£.  6  do's]  doe  E:  doth  H.  10  no]  not  E,  H.  12  Curst- 
Cypresse]  curst  Cypresse  E,  H.  14  Looks  forward  .  .  .  behind]  Dis- 
likes to  care  for  what's  behind  E,  H.  15  my  Wickes]  (my 
Weekes)  E,  H.  while]  whilst  H.  16  here]  thus  E,  H.  17 
Wave]  Wee've  W:  We  have  E,  H.  the]  our  E,  H.  past-best]  past, 
best  W:  past  bestir  past /^.  20  they]  they'll /T.  22  Like  to  a 
Lilly-lost]  Like  a  lost  mayden-head  E,  H.  25  on  we  must]  we 
must  on  E,  H,  W,  26  Where  Anchus  . . .  blend]  Where  TuUus 
and  rich  Ancus  blend  E,  H.  28  Thus  has  Infernall]  Thus  infernall 
E,  H.  29  must]  should  E,  H.  32  by]  with  W.  33  Roses] 
rose  buds  E,  H.  39  wind]  winds  E,  H.  40  white  and  Luckie] 
best  and  whitest  E,H.  41  We  are  not]  Wee'l  not  be  E,  H. 
42  roofs]  roofe  E,  H.  43  Baiae]  Hayes  E,H.  45  fed]  feed  E. 
46  bred]  breed  E.  47  do  we]  will  wee  H.  After  stanza  6,  E,  H 
have  the  following  two  stanzas,  which  do  not  find  a  place  in  the  Hes- 
perides  text : 

Wee  have  noe  vinyards  which  doe  beare 
Their  lustfull  Clusters  all  the  yeare. 

Nor  odoriferous 
Orchards  like  to  Alcinous, 
Nor  gall  the  seas, 
Our  witty  appetites  to  please. 

With  mullet,  Turbot,  guilthead  bought  [Guilt  heads  H.] 
At  a  high  rate,  and  further  brought. 
Nor  can  wee  glory  of  a  great 
And  stuffed  Magazine  of  wheat ;  [strutted  //.] 

Wee  have  noe  bath 
Of  oyle,  but  onely  rich  in  faith. 

Ore  which  the  hand 
Of  fortune  can  have  noe  command, 
But  what  she  gives  not,  she  not  takes,.  [For  what  H^ 
But  of  her  owne  a  spoile  shee  makes. 
50  Both  by]  Close  hy  E,H.        shining]  shinning  E.  51  have] 

see  E,  H.  52  Although  not  archt]  Though  not  of  gold  E,  H. 

54  From  that  cheape  Candle  baudery]  From  open  candle  bawderie 
E,H.  SS  full]  same  E,H.  57  Well  then,  on  what  Seas] 

Well  on  what  seas  then  E,  H.  60  Barke]  barkes  E,  H.       she] 

they  E,  H.         61  Amidst]  Middst  H.        62  Wickes]  Weekes  E,  H. 
which]  that  E,  H.  63  she  erres]  it  erres  E,  H.  64  she 

saves]  yet  saves  E,  H,  66  Us  both  . .  .  Wildernesse]  Us  both  in 

Campe  and  Wildernesse  E,  H  [i'th  //].         70  No,  no]  Oh  noe  E,  H. 


Critical'  Appendix.  4. 3  7 

74  bruised]  banishd  W.  75  show]  read  E,  H.  76  My  locks 

behung  with  frost  and  snow]  Eternall  daylight  ore  my  head  E,  H  [on 
my  H\  78  The  cough,  the]  With  cough  and  E,  H.         79  Unto 

an  almost  nothing]  Into  an  heape  of  cinders  E,  H  [a  heape  H\ 
82  Lame,  and  . .  .  those]  And  cold  times  unto  those  E,  H\K.q  those//]. 
84  My  old  leane  .  .  .  dry]  With  her  leane  lips  shall  kisse  them  dry 
E,H.  85  And  so  we'l  sit]  Then  will  we  sitt  E,  H.  86  by 

■^th']  by  the  H.  88  Now  E,  H  omit.  89  True  Calenders,  as 

Pusses  eare]  True  Kalender  E,H:  E  omits  the  rest  of  the  line. 
90  Washt  ...  is  neare]  Is  for  to  know  what  chang  is  neare  E,  H. 
92  gripings  of]  griping  in  £■, //.  94  liilus]  luUus  £■.         95  Julia's] 

Mistris  E,  H.  9(5  And  of  her  blush]  Or  such  a  blush  E,  H. 

97  that  flowre  of  mine]  my  Lilly  fine  E,  H.  98  Enclos'd]  En- 

tomb'd  E,  H.  99  A  Primrose]  My  Primrose  E,  H.  104  Which 
crept . . .  Sire]  Which  stole  into  each  reverend  Sire  E,  H.  105 

When  the  .  .  .  eyes]  When  the  high  Hellen  her  faire  cheekes  E,  H, 
126  Shot  forth  .  .  .  Sorceries]  Show'd  to  the  Army  of  the  Greekes  E,  H. 
107  reare]  rise  E,  H.  108  Mine]  My  W.     Mine  aged  .  . .  chaire] 

Blind  though  as  midnight  in  mine  eyes  E,H  [at  midnight  H\ 
no  as]  and  E.  in  fresh]  young  E,H.        cry]  feele  E,H. 

H2  No  lust'.  .  .  poetry]  New  flames  within  the  aged  Steele  E,  H, 
113  man]  now  H.  114  things  half]  the  times  E,  H.  116  Re- 

peat] Sigh  out  E ;  Sigh  at  H.  I]  wee  E,H.  117  Thus  ripe 

with  tears]  And  shed  a  teare  £■, //.  118  liilus]  Iullus£'.        hairs] 

haire  E^H.  120  my  sins]  the  sinnes  E,H,  W.  121  Then 

next  He]  Then  will  I  E,  H.  125  Then]  Next  E,  H:  There  W. 

126  browner  Ale]  better  beare  E,  H.  127  sweetly]  neatly  E,  H. 

128  Genius]  Vesta  E,  H.  The  variants  in  Stanza  17  are  so  remarkable 
that  it  will  serve  our  purpose  best  if  the  whole  stanza,  as  it  reads  in 
Egerton  MS.  2725,  is  quoted: 

Then  the  next  health  to  friends  of  mine 

In  oysters  and  Burgundian  wine. 

Hind,  Goderiske,  Smith  [Godderick  //.] 

And  Nansaggej  sonnes  of  clune  and  pith  [Nansogg  ...  of 

Chine  H:\ 
Such  who  know  well 

To  board  the  Magicke  bowle,  and  spill  [to  beare  the  magick 

bowe,  and  spell  //.] 

All  mighty  blood  ;   and  can  doe  more  [allmighty  bloud,  that 

canst  Hi\ 

Then  Jove  and  Chaos  them  before.  [Chaos  did  //.] 

138  my  Wickes]  (my  Weekes)  E,H.  140  yet  full  as]  but  yet  as 

E,H.  141  As]  As.  is  E,H,  IV.  144  Ware]  We  ai«  ^: 

Wee're  W.  150  for]  from  H.  1 51  The  cole  once  spent] 

The  Coale  much  spent  E.  152  Farre]  Much  E. 

A  SHORT  HYMNE  TO  Venus  (page  136).    Reprinted  in  the  1663 


43  8  Critical  Appendix. 

edition  of  Witts  Recreations  under  the  title,  A  Vow  to  Cupid.    The 
following  variants  occur :    I  Goddesse]   Cupid.  2  with]  like. 

3  I  may  but]  that  I  may.  5  I  will]  I  do. 

UPON  A  DELAYING  LADY  (page  137).  Reprinted  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  A  Check  to  her  delay ; 
no  change  in  the  text. 

Nothing  new  (page  139).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  i6s» 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations. 

Long  and  LAZIE  (page  141).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of 
Witts  Recreations ;  here  'be  long'  is  printed  'belong'. 

Upon  wrinkles  (page  143).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of 
Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  To  a  stale  Lady.  The  first  line 
reads  as  follows : 

Thy  wrinkles  are  no  more,  nor  less. 

Gain  and  gettings  (page  144).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of 
Witts  Recreations,  with  the  substitution  of '  other '  for  '  others '  in  i. 

Upon  Doll  (page  149).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On  Doll,  in 
the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations  ;  no  change  in  the  text. 

Upon  Raspe  (page  154).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On  Raspe,\\\ 
the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations;  no  change  in  the  text. 

Upon  HIMSELFE  (page  155).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of 
Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  On  himself.  The  following  variant 
occurs :  5  He  too  work,  or  pray]  He  to  work,  or  pray. 

Another  (page  155).  Reprinted  in  Witts  Recreations  (1650), 
under  the  title  Love  and  Liberty.  The  only  change  in  the  text  is  the 
substitution  of  '  yoke  free '  for  '  yoke-free '. 

Upon  Skinns  (page  156).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On  Skinns, 
in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations ;  no  change  in  the  text. 

The  mad  Maids  song  (page  156).  There  is  a  MS.  version  of  this 
song  in  Harleian  MS.  6917,  fol.  48,  bearing  the  title,  A  Songe.  The 
following  variants  occur :  2  morning]  morrow.  4  Bedabled  with] 

All  dabbled  in.  5  morning]  morrow.         Prim-rose]  cowslip. 

7  flowers]  tears.  8  is  laid]  was  layed.  15  th'  ave]  th'  have. 

17  know]  hope.  22  do]  doth.  23  reare]  reares.  24  do] 

doth.  26  Cowslips]  Balsome. 

The  Willow  Garland  (page  161).  This  song,  set  to  music  by 
Henry  Lawes,  finds  a  place  in  the  following  music-books  published  by 
John  Playford  :  (i)  Select  Musicall  Ay  res  and  Dialogues,  1652  ; 
(ii)  Select  Musicall  Ay  res  and  Dialogties,  1653  ;  (iii)  Select  Ay  res 
and  Dialogues,  Book  I,  1659  ;  (iv)  The  Treasury  of  Musick,  1669. 
The  following  variants,  common  to  all  the  music-books,  occur :  2  Per- 
fum'd  (last  day)]  Last  day  perfum'd.  4  by]  of.  S  so]  thus. 

10  drest]  omitted. 

Upon  Craw  (page  162).  Reprinted  in  Witts  Recreations  (1650), 
under  the  title  On  Craw ;  no  change  in  the  text. 


Critical  Appendix.  439 


Jack  and  Jill  (page  163).  Reprinted  in  Witts  Recreations  (1650), 
ssjack  and  Jill.    No  change  in  the  text. 

Oberons  Palace  (page  165).  Four  MS.  versions  of  this  poem  are 
found  in  the  following  MS.  collections  :  Additional  MS.  22603,  fol.  59 
(.4),  Additional  MS.  25303,  fol.  157  {A\  Rawlinson  MS.  F.  poet.  160, 
fol.  167  (i?),and  Ashmole  MS.  38,  containing  II.  1-107,  No.  118  (^AsK)> 
The  variants  are:  Oberons  Palace]  King  Oberons  Pallace  ^4 j>4, /? :  King 
Oberons  his  Pallace  A.  1-8  After  the  Feast . . .  good  night.]  These 
verses  are  absent  from  all  the  MSS.  n  he'l  go]  he  goes  ./4'.  13 
ha's]  hath  ^,  y4',  yij^, /?.  17  peltish]  pettish  ^.    we'l  know]  well 

knowne  A,  A'',  Ash,  R.  19  on.  Thus]  on  thus  A,  R:  one,  thus 

Ash.  20  Sometimes]  Sometime  A,  Ash.  22  shine]  shines  Ash. 
Snails  ;  a  way]  snayles  away  A,A\R:  snayles  a  way  Ash.  23  Beat 

with]  Beate  by  A.  25  and  man']  many  A,  A',  Ash,  R.  27 

Spungie  and  swelling]  Swellinge,  and  spungy  A,  A  ',  Ash,  R.  28 

the  finest]  the  grasse  of  A,  A\  Ash  :  the  grosse  of  R.  29  Mildly 

disparkling]  Soberly  sparklinge  A,  A\  Ash :  Seemely  sparkling  R. 
30  break  from]  breaking  from  Ash.  the]  th'  R.  Injeweld]  eniewelld 
A  :  vnjewelld  Ash.  31  those]  the  A,  A',  Ash,  R.  33  this] 

his  A.  34  and]  or  A'.  35  to  a  wilde]  in  a  wild  ^,  A',  Ash,  R. 

36  here  was]  there  was  R  :  here  were  A,  Ash.  37  Ceston]  girdle 

A,  A^;  Ash,  R.  38  All  with  temptation  doth  bewitch]  The  eyes 

of  all  doth  strayte  bewitch  A,  A',  Ash,  R.  39  Aires  move]  ayre 

moves  A.  41  lowe]  plough  Ash.    empearl]  in  pearle  A,  Ash,  R, 

42  or]  and  A,  A',  Ash,  R.  44  th']  y»  A,  A  ^-         45  cense]  cause 

Ash.  After  45  all  MSS.  have  the  following  verses  which  are  mostly 

deleted  from  the  Hesperides  text :  they  are  quoted  here  from  A  : 
And  further  of  some  ort  of  Peare 
Apple  or  Plume  is  neately  layd, 
(As  if  it  was  a  tribute  paid)  [were  A^,  Ash.] 
By  the  round  Urchin,  some  mixt  wheate  [nipte  wheate  A^.] 
That  which  the  Aunt  did  tast,  not  eate ;  [the  which  A',  Ash.] 
Daflfe  nuts,  soft  Jewes  eares,  and  some  thin  [Deafe  Nutts  Ash.] 
Chippinge,  the  mice  filcht  from  the  Binne,  [chippings  A'.] 
Of  the  gray  farmer,  and  to  these 
The  scraps  of  Lintells  chitted,  Pease 
Dryed,  hony-combs,  Browne  Achorne  cupps 
Out  of  the  which  he  sometimes  sups       [sometime  R.] 
His  hereby  broth,  and  there  close  by  [hearbey  .  .  .  and  these 

A\  Ash,  R.] 
Are  pucker'd  Bullace,  Canckers  and  dry 
Kernells,  and  wither'd  hawes  :  the  rest 
Are  trinkets  falne  from  the  Kites  nest ; 
As  Butter'd  bred,  the  which  the  wild 

Bird  snatcht  away  from  th'  cryinge  child,  [from  the  child  A'.] 
1  This  version  is  found  on  pp.  101-2,  105.    Lines  70-107  are  repeated  on 
p.  103   (with  variants  marked  ^sA^),  and  the  poem  is  finished  in  a  later 
hand  (AsA  ').     The  scribe  turned  over  two  leaves  and  then  recopied  when  he 
found  his  mistake. 


440  Critical  Appendix. 

Blew  pinnes,  tagges,  fescues,  beades  and  thinges  [Fescas  Ash.] 

Of  higher  price,  as  halfe-iet-ringes 

Ribbonds  and  then  some  silken  shreakes  [streaks  AK] 

The  Virgins  lost  at  Barley-breakes, 

Many  a  Purse-stringe,  many  a  thred, 

Of  gold  and  sylver  there  is  spread, 

Many  a  Counter,  many  a  Dye 

Halfe  rotten,  and  without  an  eye 

Lyes  here  about,  and  as  we  guesse 

Some  bitts  of  thimbles  seeme  to  dresse     [seemes  R.\ 

The  brave  cheape  worke,  and  for  to  pave 
The  text  is  resumed  at  1.  54.        54  excellency]  easy  excellency  A,  R : 
easye  excellence  A^,  Ash,  this]  the  A,  A\  Ash,  R.  56  Are 

neatly  here]  Serve  here,  both  which  A,  A',  Ash,  R.  After  56  appears 
the  following  couplet  in  all  four  MSS. : 

With  casters  duckets  which  poore  they    [Castors  Doucetts  A,  A', 

Ash.] 

Bite  of  themselves  to  scape  away. 
57  With  brownest  .  .  .  Gum]   Brown   toadstones,  ferrets   eyes,  the 
gumme  A,  A^,' Ash,  R.  60  Wise  omitted  in  A,  A',  Ash,  R. 

here]  have  A^.  6?  the  elves]  those  elves  Ash,  64  shie 

Virgin]  shye  Mayden;^':  sly  mayden  A,  Ash,  R.  65  where 

mthm]a.rLdm(iimA,A',Ash,R.  67  Snake]  snakes  .4,  ^',.4^,4, /?. 
^8  eyes]  the  eyes  Ash.  70  Those  silver-pence  . . .  tongue]  Those 

Punyes  are  that  cut  the  tounge  A,  R :  those  penyes  are  that  cutts  the 
tongue  A  ° ;  Those  Puisneis  are  that  cutt  the  Tongue  Ash  [Puisneirs 
that  Ash'],         71  neatly]  choycely  y4,  .4', /?:  Richlye.4jA.  73 

silv'rie  fish]  sylver  Roach  A,  A\  Ash,  R.  Killing's]  Kittling  Ash*. 
75  for]  to  AK  76  glaring]  glassing  Ash.     bold-fadt]  bolde  face 

Ash  [bolde  fac'd  Ash'].  77  Or]  Nor  A',  Ash;    Noe  A,  R. 

78  roome]  Cave  A,  A',  Ash,  R,  79  make  reflected]  gett  reflected 

A':  get  reflection  A,  Ash,  R.  82  Taper-light]  Candlemas  A, 

A',  Ash,  R.  84  Moon-tann'd]  Moone-tane  A.  as]  and  A,  Ash,  R. 
85  tender  as]  as  tender  as  A.  87  Rear'd]  Rays'd  A,  A'',  Ash,R. 

88  bubbles]  bubler  A,  R.  seem'd]  seeme  A,  A',  Ash,  R,  obedient] 
Conuenient  ^jA.  91  face]  head /4,  ^',^j^,^.  93  luckie] whiter 
A,A',Ash,R.  94  And]but/4j^  96  carded]lockesof.4,^'',^jA: 
Lucks  of  ^',^.  97  Spunge-like]  spungie  and  ^,  ..4^  ^:  spungie 

Ash.  g8  seem'd]  seemes  A,  A',  Ash,  R.  comply]imply^,  y^jA,  ^. 
99  the]heT  Ash.  loi  Spinners]  Spinsters  ^,  ^jA,  ^:  spinters  ^'. 
104  tackling]  backlinge  A.  106  those]  the  A,  A',  Ash,  R.  107 
Broke  at  the  Losse  of]  We  call  the  Fyles  of  A,  A',  Ash,  R,  108 

these  pure]  these  soft  A,  A':  those  soft  Ash',  R.  109  Dropt] 

Which  A,  A',  Ash',  R,  no  Or  .  .  .  they]  And  writhing  brides  are 

shed  when  they  A',  Ash ',  R  [writing  R] :  And  waytinge  Brides  are 
shed,  when  they  A.  112  has]  hath  A,  A^,  Ash,  R.  114  The 

which]  Which  .<4jA'.  to  excite]  for  to accite^j^'.  115  unconquer'd] 
unconquered  A'.  121  flax]  yarne  A,  A',  Ash',  R. 


Critical  Appendix.  441 

To  Oenone  (page  168).  Reprinted  in  the  1663  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  The  Farewell  to  Love,  and  to  his  Mistresse. 
The  following  variants  occur :  5  or  pitty]  and  pity.  8  give]  send 

9  Covet]  Court.        but  if]  or  if. 

The  parting  Verse,  or  charge  to  his  supposed  Wife  (page 
174).  In  addition  to  the  Hesperides  text  there  are  the  following  MS. 
versions  :  Additional  MS.  22603,  fol.  41  {A),  Ashmole  MS.  38,  No.  in 
(Ash\  and  Rawlinson  MS.  F.  160,  fol.  47  b  {R).  The  variants  from  the 
Hesperides  text  are  as  follows  :  The  Parting  Verse  . . .  travelled]  M' 
Herickes  Charge  to  his  Wife  A  :  M"^  Hericke,  his  charge  to  his  wife 
Ash :  R:  Herrick :  His  charge  unto  his  wife  R,  i  Go  hence,  and 

with]  Goe  and  with  A,  R:   Goe  :  and  with  Ash.  3  beest]  bee 

Ash.        kind,  soft]  soft,  kind  A,  Ash,  R.  4  thousands  with  a] 

wooers  by  the  Ash  :  wooers  by  thy  A,  R.  6  to  me]  to  thee  Ash. 

8  let]  by  R.  In  A,  Ash,  and  R,  there  is  a  change  in  the  order  of 
the  lines  after  line  10.  Immediately  after  that  line  come  lines  17-28, 
which,  in  their  turn,  are  followed  by  lines  11-16,  the  last  two  lines 
undergoing  considerable  change  (see  infra).  11  immured]  iniured  A. 
12  and  in]  or  in  A,  Ash,  R.  13  walke]  well  R.  14  Stand 

for  my]  Keepe,  'gainst  my  A,  Ash,  R.  15-16  And  think  . . .  meet] 

And  thinke  each  man  thou  seest  doth  doome 
Thy  thoughts  to  say,  I  backe  am  come  A,  Ash,  R. 
18  Feature]  beauty  A,  Ash,  R.         21  'tave]  't  haue  Ash  :  th  'ave  A  : 
they'  have  R.  22  it  neither  sees  or]  yet  neither  sees  nor  A,  Ash,  R. 

24  Are  the  .  .  .  itch]  As  Emblemes  will  express  y^  itch  A,  Ash,  R. 

25  thy]  the  A,  R.  27-8  For  that  ...  a  million]  These  two  verses 
read  as  follows  in  A,  Ash,  and  R : 

For  that  once  lost,  thou  needst  must  fall  [needs  Ash,  R.] 

To  one,  then  prostitute  to  all. 
29  But  if  they]  Let  them  A,  Ash,  R.  34  art]  beest  A,  Ash,  R. 

35  so]  still  A,  Ash,  R.  36  Those]  These  A,  Ash,  R.  37  Let 

them  .  .  .  faire]  Let  them  call  thee  wondrous  fayre  A,  Ash,  R. 
38  The  Pearle  of  Princes]  Crowne  of  women  A,  Ash,  R.  39  so 

thou  art]  thou  art  so  A,  Ash,  R.  41  this  their  Flatt'rie  do's]  their 

flatterie  doth  A  :  theis  flatterers  doth  Ash :  their  flatteries  doe  R. 
42  pleasures]  pleasur'd  A.  44  Or]  Nor  A,  Ash,  R.        the]  our 

inserted  above  the  line  in  a  later  hand  in  Ash.  45  do's]  doth  A, 

Ash,  R.  46  gentle]  vertuous  A,  Ash,  R,  47  thee  omitted 

in  Ash.  49  And  omitted  in  A,  Ash,  R.  51  thou  omitted 

in  A,  Ash,  R.        that]  thy  Ash.  52  shalt  find]  find'st  A,  Ash,  R. 

53  yet  omitted  in  A,  Ash,  R.  54  will]  must  A,  Ash,  R.  55 

And  wildly  force]  'Gainst  thee,  and  force  A,  Ash,  R.  passage]  pass- 
ing R.  58  Syracusian]  Syracusan  A.  Cyane]  Cyone  A,  Ash  : 
Cynoe  R.  59  MeduUina]  MeduUino  A.  60  these]  those  A. 
had]  knew  yi,^j^,i?.  di  Yitxt.  omitted  in  A,  Ash,  R.  64  That 
makes]  Creates  A,  Ash,  R.             66  Triumph]   Glory,  A,  Ash,  R. 


442  Critical  Appendix. 

a  omitted  in  Ash.  69  Take  this  compression]  Take  my  last  signett 

Ash :  Take  this  my  last  signet  A  :  Take  this  my  signet  R.  74  my] 

thy  R.  78  before  I  come  again]  before  I  tume  againe  A :  ere 

I  retume  againe  R,  Ash.  79  As  one  triumphant]  In  my  full 

triumph  A,  Ash,  R.  80  all  faith  of]  the  height  of  A,  Ash :  the 

heighth  of  R.         Woman-kind]  women  kind  A.  82  Had'st] 

Hast  A,  Ash. 

In  addition  to  the  above  MS.  versions  of  this  poem,  Grosart  notices 
yet  another,  the  Kingsborough-Hazelwood  MS.,  in  the  possession  of 
W.  F.  Cozens,  Esq.  I  have  not  seen  this,  but  it  is  clear  from  Grosart's 
collation  (see  Memorial-Introduction  to  Grosart's  edition  of  Herrick, 
pp.  cliv-clvi)  that  it  follows  closely  that  of  the  Ashmole,  Additional, 
and  Kawlinson  MSS.  Comparing  it  with  the  first  of  these,  the 
following  variants  are  to  be  noticed :  10  things /(7/-  that.  24  em- 

blems which  express  the   itch  for  emblems  will  express  that  itch. 
39  woeman  for  women.  69  Take  my  last  regret  for  Take  my 

last  signett.        78  Sharp-hom'd/o/-  Lean-hom'd. 

Change  gives  content  (page  191).  Reprinted  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  Change :  no  alteration  in 
the  text. 

To  Electra  (page  195).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  To  fulia;  no  change  in  the  text. 

Upon  Umber  (page  205).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On  Umber, 
in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations;  no  change  in  the  text. 

The  Apparition  of  his  Mistresse  (p.  205).  There  is  another 
version  of  this  poem  in  an  anthology  of  verse  published  by  John 
Benson  in  1640,  and  entitled,  Poems:  written  by  Wil.  Shakespeare 
Gent.  The  variants  are  as  follows:  The  Apparition  of  .  .  .]  His 
Mistris  Shade.  I  with  silv'rie]  of  silver.  3  in  the  Meads] 

on  the  bankes.  8  Storax]  Spicknard.        from  the]  through  the. 

9  wealthy]  fruitfuU.  10  Of  fragrant . . .  Peares]  Of  mellow  Apples, 

ripened  Plumbs  and  Peares.  17  naked  Younglings,  handsome 

Striplings]  handsome  striplings,  naked  younglings.  18  Virgins] 

Virgin.  20  Commixt . . .  crown'd]  So  soone  as  each  his  dangling 

locks  hath  crown'd.        After  20  comes  the  following  couplet  in  the 
1640  edition : 

With  Rosie  Chaplets,  Lillies,  Pansies  red, 
Soft  Saffron  Circles  to  perfume  the  head. 
23  too  unto]  to.  24  our]  their.  25  thou  shalt]  shalt  thou. 

29-30  About  whose  throne  ...  of  his  tongue]    For  this  couplet  the 
1640  edition  inserts  the  following : 

Vnto  the  Prince  of  Shades,  whom  once  his  Pen 
Entitulated  the  Greecian  Prince  of  men. 
31  and  that  done]  thereupon.  33  bowles]  Cups.  36  shew 

him  truly]  render  him  true.  37  shall]  will.  38  rage]  laugh. 


Critical  Appendix.  443 

and  dance]   both  rage.  40  sits]   stands.  42  eye]   eyes. 

46  jarres]  larre.        t'engage]  to  enrage.  48  a  spacious  Theater] 

an  Amphitheater.  49  Among  which  glories]  Amongst  which 

Synod.  50  Ivie]  joy :  this  is  probably  a  misprint  for  '  jvy '  or  '  ivy ', 

Two  recite]  weele  have   to   recite.  51  Beumont  and  Fletcher\ 

Shakespeare  and  Beamond.        all  eares]  the  Spheares.  52-3  Lis- 

ten, while  ...  for  thee]    The  1640  edition  reads  thds  : 

Listen,  while  they  call  backe  the  former  yeare. 
To  teach  the  truth  of  Scenes,  and  more  for  thee, 
54  to  know]  brave  soule.  56  capacious]  illustrious.  57  now 

is  plac't]  shall  be  plac'd.  59-61  To  be  in  that  Orbe  crown'd  .  . . 

I  heare  the  Cock]     The  1640  edition  reads  as  follows : 
To  be  of  that  high  Hyrarchy,  where  none 
But  brave  soules  take  illumination : 
Immediatly  from  heaven,  but  harke  the  Cocke 
62  proclaime]  proclaimes.  63  see]  feele.  64  from]  through. 

The  Primrose  (page  208).  There  exist,  in  addition  to  the  Hespe- 
rides  text,  printed  versions  of  this  song  in  the  following  publications  : 
(i)  Poems:  by  Wil.  Shakespeare  Gent,  1640  (5) ;  (ii)  Poems  by  Thomas 
Carew,  1640  (C) ;  (iii)  Ayres  and  Dialogues  for  one,  two  and  three  Voyces, 
by  Henry  Lawes,  l6n  (L)  ;  (iv)  Vlayiordi's  Select  Ayres  and  Dialogues, 
Book  I,  1659  (P) ;  (v)  Playford's  The  Treasury  of  Musick,  1669  (/"). 
The  following  variants  occur  :  2  This  sweet  Infanta  of  the  yeere]  This 
firstling  of  the  Infant  year  C,  L,  P,  P^:  This  firstling  of  the  Winter 
yeere  S.  4  thus]  all  S,  C,  L,  P,  P'.  5  I  will  whisper]  I 

straight  will  whisper  S :  I  straight  whisper  C :  I  must  whisper  L,  P,  /". 
6  niixt]  wash'd  S,  C,  L,  P,P\  7  do's]  doth  S,L,P,P':  does  C. 
8  So  yellow-green]  So  yellow,  greene  S:  AH  yellow,  green  L,  P,  P^, 
10  And  bending,  (yet  it  doth  not  break)]  And  yeelding  each  way  yet 
not  break,  S.  11   will  answer]  must  tell  you  S,  C.  L,  P,  P\ 

12  fainting  hopes]  doubts  and  fears  S,  C,  L,  P,  P'- 

LiiTLE  AND  LOUD  (page  212).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of 
Witts  Recreations,  with  the  substitution  of  '  Womens '  for  '  Womans ' 
in  1.  I. 

To  THE  Maids  to  walke  abroad  (page  215).  Reprinted  in  the 
1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  Abroad  with  the 
Maids.  In  1.  14  the  reading  is  '  for ',  not '  from'  (as  some  copies  of  1648 
read). 

Upon  Lungs  (page  223).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On  Lungs,  in 
the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  with  the  substitution  of  '  sits ' 
for  '  sets ',  '  doth  '  for  *  do's ',  and  '  his  meat '  for  '  the  meate  '- 

Upon  a  child  (page  224).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  a  Child;   no  change  in  the  text. 

Upon  an  old  man  a  Residenciarie  (page  226).    Reprinted  in 


444-  Critical  Appendix. 

the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  On  an  old  Man 
a  Residenciary.  The  only  change  in  the  text  is  the  substitution  of 
'you'  for  'ye'  in  1.  I. 

Upon  Cob  (page  226).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On  Cob,  in  the 
1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations. 

Upon  Lucie  (page  226).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Betty.  '  Betty'  is  substituted  for '  Lucie' 
in  1.  I. 

Upon  Skoles  (page  226).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  with  the  substitution  of '  and  blast '  for  '  one  blast '  in  1.  3. 

Ambition  (page  229).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650  edi- 
tion of  Witts  Recreations. 

Upon  Zelot  (page  232).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Zelot,  and  with  the  substitution  of '  yet ' 
for  'ye'  in  1.  I. 

Upon  Crab  (page  232).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Crab  ;  no  change  in  the  text. 

Deniall  in  women  no  disheartning  to  men  (page  23s). 
Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  On 
Womens  denial,  with  the  substitution  of '  and  take '  for  '  to  take '  in  1.  2. 

Adversity  (page  235).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations. 

Upon  Tuck  (page  238).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Tuck,  and  with  the  substitution  of 
'  therewith '  for  '  wherwith '  in  1.  2. 

Adversity  (page  239).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations. 

Upon  Trigg  (page  240).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Trigg.    No  change  in  the  text. 

Possessions  (page  241).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations. 

Charon  and  Phylomel  (.page  248).  In  addition  to  the  Hesperides 
text  of  this  poem,  there  is  a  MS.  version  in  Rawlinson  MS.  poet.  F.  65, 
fol.  32,  and  printed  versions  occur  in  the  following  music-books  published 
by  John  Playford,  where  the  dialogue  is  set  to  music  by  Henry  Lawes : 
(i)  Select  Musicall  Ayres  and  Dialogues  (1652);  (ii)  Select  Musicall 
Ayres  and  Dialogues  (16^^) ;  (iii)  Select  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  Hook 
I,  1659 ;  (iv)  The  Musical  Companion  (1667) ;  (v)  The  Treasury  of 
Musick  (1669).  The  following  variants  occur  {R  =  Rawlinson  MS. ; 
P  =  Playford's  music-book) :  2  By  tears]  With  tears  P,  R.  4  Say] 
Speak  R.  5  sound]  voice  R.        yet  can  see]  yet  I  see  /" :  doe 

I  see  R.         6  where]  what  R.         7  bird]  shade  P,  R.         8  warbling 


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note]  mournful  note  R :  mournful  voyce  P.  9  nor  fish  or  fowles] 

nor  fish  nor  fowle  P  :  no  fish  nor  foul  A  10  Beasts]  beast  P.      but 

only]  only  R.  11  witching]  warbling  P,  R.  12  me  thus 

hoist]  me  hoyse  my  Pi  me  hoist  up  i?.  13  returne]  be  gone  R. 

15  she's  now]  he's  now  R.  16  Who]  that  P,  R.        Tie  follow] 

I'de  follow /?:  I  follow  P-      her]  him /?,  17  And  is  that  all]  And 

that's  all  R.    By  love]  For  love  P,R.  18  pray]  praise  R.      few] 

no  P,  R.     pay]  pays  R.  19  vows]  sighs  P,  R.  20  mending 

sails  .  .  k  Oares]  patching  saile  or  mending  boat  or  oars  P  :  patching 
sayles  or  mending  boats  or  oars  R.  32  with]  in  P,  R.  24 

slothful  omitted  in  R.    o'er]  through.         25-6  Thou  and  I'le  sing  .  .  . 
my  ferry]  In  R  the  two  lines  are  arranged  and  expanded  thus  : 
Thou  and  Tie  sing,  thou  and  Tie  sing, 
To  make  those  dull  shades  men-y  ; 

Who  els  with  tears 
Would  doubtless  drowne  our  wherry 

A  boat,  A  boat,  hast  to  the  ferry 
For  we  goe  over  to  be  merry. 
To  laugh  and  quaflf  and  drink  old  sherry. 
26  wo'd]  will  P.    In  the  RawUnson  MS.  there  comes  at  the  close  of 
the  poem  a  verse  dialogue  beginning :  • 

Charon !  O  Charon  !  the  wafter  of  all  soules  to  bliss  or  bain  ! 
Who  calls  the  ferryman  of  Hell  ? 
Grosart  regarded  it  as  a  continuation  of  Herrick's  poem,  and  it  has  been 
suggested  that  it  is  an  imitation  of  it.  But  Mr.  Simpson  points  out 
that  it  is  the  second  song  in  Act  IV,  Scene  I  of  Fletcher's  play,  The 
Mad  Lover,  first  printed  in  the  1647  Folio  of  Beaumont  and  Fletchfer. 
Maids  nay's  are  nothing  (page  249).  Reprinted  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  Maids  Nay's ;  no  change 
in  the  text. 

Another  upon  her  weeping  (page  251).  Reprinted  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Julias  Weeping ;  no 
change  in  the  text. 

No  Paines,  no  Gaines  (page  253).  Reprinted,  without  change, 
in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations. 

The  Wake  (page  255).  Printed  in  Witts  Recreations,  1650,  undei* 
the  title  Alvar  and  Anthea.  The  only  change  in  the  text  is  the  sub- 
stitution of  '  Cream '  for  'Creams  '  in  1.  3. 

A  Hymne  to  Bacchus  (page  259).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition 
of  Witts  Recreations,  where  it  is,  in  accordance  with  the  rhyme,  divided 
up  into  stanzas  of  three  (or  four)  verses.  The  following  variants  occur : 
I  lacchus]  Bacchus.  13  doe]  doth.  16  brave,]  brave. 

24  language]  a  Language. 

Anger  (page  260).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650  edition 
of  Witts  Recreations, 


44 6  Critical  Appendix. 

Verses  (page  264).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650  edition 
of  Witts  Recreations. 

Upon  Bice  (page  265).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On  Bice,  in  the 
1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations ;  no  change  in  the  text. 

Upon  Trencherman  (page  265).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On 
Trencherman,  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations;  no  change  in 
the  text. 

Kisses  (page  265).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650  edition 
of  Witts  Recreations. 

Upon  Punchin  (page  273).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Punchin  ;  no  change  in  the  text. 

Upon  a  maide  (page  274).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  a  Maid.  In  1.  I  the  word  'of  is 
omitted. 

Beautv  (page  274).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650  edition 
of  Witts  Recreations. 

Writing  (page  275).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650  edi- 
tion of  Witts  Recreations. 

Satisfaction  for  sufferings  (page  276).  Reprinted  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  Satisfaction ;  no  change 
in  the  text. 

Another  [on  Love]  (page  281).  Reprinted,  under  the  title  On 
Love,  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  with  the  substitution 
of  dread  for  dead  in  1.  i . 

The  showre  of  Blossomes  (page  283).  The  last  two  lines  of  this 
poem  are  reprinted  separately  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations, 
under  the  title  Sharpe  Sauce. 

Upon  Lulls  (page  284).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Lulls ;  no  change  in  the  text 

Truth  (page  287).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650  edition 
of  Witts  Recreations. 

Upon  Ben.  Johnson  (page  289).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of 
Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Ben  :  Johnson.  No  change  in 
the  text. 

An  Hymne  to  Love  (page  296).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in 
the  1650  edition  of  Witts  Recreations. 

Leven  (page  298).  Reprinted,  without  change,  in  the  1650  edition 
of  Witts  Recreations. 

Upon  Boreman  (page  315).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Boreman  ;  np  change  in  the  text. 

Another  on  Love  (page  327).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of 
Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Love  ;  no  change  in  the  text. 


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Upon  Gut  (page  327).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  On  Gut ;  no  change  in  the  text. 

Upon  Rumpe  (page  331).  Reprinted  in  the  1650  edition  of  Witts 
Recreations,  under  the  title  }0«  Rumpe,  ?i-ad  with  the  substitution  of 
'  Turn  spit '  for  '  Turne-broach '. 

Sauce  for  sorrowes  (page  333).  Reprinted  in  1650  edition  of 
Witts  Recreations,  with  the  substitution  of  '  sufferings '  for '  suffering'. 

The  ENDE  of  his  WORKE  (page  334).  Reprinted  in  the  1650 
edition  of  Witts  Recreations,  under  the  title  Of  this  Booke ;  no  change 
in  the  text. 

The  descripcon  of  a  Woman  (page  404).  The  Rawlinson  MS. 
is  inconsistent  in  the  use  of  u  and  v  in  the  middle  of  a  word  and  in  the 
use  of  capitals  at  the  beginning  of  the  line ;  it  is  almost  entirely  free 
from  punctuation.  This  defect  has  been  sparingly  supplied  in  accord- 
ance with  seventeenth-century  principles :  stops  have  been  inserted 
after  the  following  words: — 4  tramaletts,  6  maiestye,  8  vine,  10  canopies, 
13  paire,  14  rose,  16  grow,  18  mingled,  20  Cherriletts,  22  -lipt,  24 
lawne,  28  Frankinsense,  29  small,  30  wall,  32  Carcanett,  34  prerogatiue, 
38  part,  meete,  kisse,  39  eares,  42  Jemme,  46  wonder,  48  Ivorye, 
50  muscadine,  52  sitt,  54  snowe,  55  thats,  56  Oueene,  58  milke, 
60  snowe,  64  skill,  66  permanent,  68  feilds,  70  Hesperides,  71  Heres, 
74  blisse,  76  rose,  80  christalline,  84  cloudes,  86  motion,  88  pride, 
90  withall,  92  cleire,  94  Cinnamon,  98  coloured,  100  Lute,  vyall, 
Virginall,  loi  excell,  104  Vnicorne,  108  melody,  112  springs:  the 
MS.  reads  '  Orells  '  63,  and  'they  they  '  93. 

In  addition  to  the  Rawlinson  MS.  copy  of  this  poem,  there  are  three 
other  early  versions  of  it :  MS.  versions  in  Ashmole  MS.  38,  No.  109 
\Ash),  and  Harleian  MS.  6057,  fol.  42  (H),  and  the  printed  version  in 
Witts  Recreations  ( W.  R.),  published  in  1645.  The  variants  are  as 
follows :  The  Descripcon  of  a  Woman]  A  description  of  a  woman  JI: 
The  Description  of  Women  W.  R.  2  Seemes]  Shews  W.  R. : 

blesses]  dresses  W.  R.  3  vnto  om.  Ash,  W.  R.  when]  when  with 
pearle  Ask,  W.  R.  4  tramaletts]  Corronetts  If.  6  Bares]  B^ars 
Ash,W,R.  \o  iwc^  omitted  in  H.  14  a]  the  ^.  15-16 

show  .  .  .  grow]  shown  .  .  .  grown  W.  R.  17  mixed]  mixeth  I/. 

18  seeme]  lye  AsA.  19  Ther]  their  //.  20  bashfuU  Ash,  W.  R. 

'23  meet]  neat  W.R.  24  shew]  selues  Ash.  26  an]  a  Ash. 

27  that]  which  H.  30  Stands]  Stants  Ash.  31  the]  her  H,  Ash. 
32  pearle]  pearles  H.  Carcanett]  Cabinett  Ash,  W.  R.  33-7 

with  .  .  .  chinne  om.  H.  34  plumpe,  white]  white,  plump  W.  R. 

35  faire]  white  Ash.  36  blessed]  fairest  W.  R.         40  rich]  which 

W.R.  41  by]  bee  Ash.  43  this]  the/^,  W.  R.  47-50  om.  W.R. 
■47  Veynes]  veyne  H.  49  a]  this  Ash.        50  of]  lyke  Ash.        52 

Bearcs]  Beare  Ash.  56  mother]  mothers  H.  57   Fingring 

the  Ash :   But  when  their  H:  a  lacuna  in  R.  sleeded]  sleued 

Ash.        57-8  om.  W.  R.         60  in  om.  H.        Riphean]  Riphdan  H. 


448  Critical  Appendix. 

63  on  that]  in  that  Ash.  63-76  om.  W.  R.  64  Hath]  had  H. 

promise]  primrose  Ash.  66  peereles  pretious]  pretious  pearly  Ash. 

67  direction  yeilds]  directions  yeild  H.  69  by]  of  H.  70  this] 
the  Ash.  71  far  exceeds]  doth  excede  Ash.  72  loue]  loues  H, 
76  sweet  sweet]  sweete  sweetes  H.  77  me]  for  H.  78  like 
twoe]  like  to  Ash  :  vnto  H.  79-84  om.  W.  R.  80  smooth] 
pure  ^M.  82  moste /f:  sweet-  Ash:  om.  R,  IV.  R,  84  Its] 
Itt  Ash.  86  overwell  grac'd]  ever  well  gracd  II,  Ash  :  ever  well 
*greed  IV.  R.  88  om.  in  H.  89  beawtious]  comely  W.  R.  90 
legg  and  foote]  leggs  and  feet  Ash.  92  pounded]  powred  Ash. 
95  lovely]  lowly  Ash.  97  seem]  seem'd  H.  98  ryne] 
Rin'de  Ash :  rinde  H:  vein'd  W.  R. :  'rynde',  in  the  sense  of  skin, 
seems  to  be  the  true  reading.  99  hands]  hand  H.  103-4  om. 
W.R.  106  Meets  .  . .  maks]  Meete  .  .  .  make  Ash,  W.  R.  a]  an 
Ash.  109-12  om.  W.  R.  no  work]  life  Ash.  112 
Whence]  Wheare  Ash.  thy  om.  Ash.  '  Finis  Rob'.  Herick '  ends 
the  poem  in  Ash,  the  initials  '  R.  W.'  in  H. 

Mr.  Hericke  his  daughter's  Dowrye  (page  407).  Initial 
capitals  have  been  supplied  consistently,  and  punctuation-marks  after 
the  following  words  :  9  lande,  1 1  Chance,  12  Inheritance,  14  tenement, 
15  praise,  17  rust,  18  dust,  24  dye,  28  free,  36  Adulteryes,  38  hartes, 
39  theis,  42  Jelousie,  46  Frankensence,  52  hand,  56  Beane,  59  sea, 
62  Hayre,  64  Lybertye,  68  Vine,  71  boyles,  72  recoyles,  74  lymm, 
76  owne,  80  painte,  88  floode,  90  brauerye,  94  Marchandize,  96  Vrba- 
nitie,  100  Cardinall,  104  grownd,  106  till:  in  41  MS.  reads ' ner'e ', 
in  56-7  has  misplaced  brackets  '  (As  is  .  .  .  stroake)  '- 

Mr.  Robert  Hericke  his  farwell  vnto  Poetrie  (page  410). 
Punctuation  has  been  supplied  in  the  text  of  the  Ashmole  MS.  afier 
the  following  words  :  7  Mother,  10  keyes,  22  God,  32  Good,  36  Mould, 
38  noe,  46  Tongue,  54  goe,  56  ritch,  58  ends,  65  moume,  66  retume, 

68  hell,  70  View,  72  Banishment,  74  Attica,  78  Eyes,  82  eare,  84 
Helicon,  91  froggs,  102  Honor:  in  24  the  bracket  has  been  supplied 
before  '  As ',  in  34  a  bracket  deleted  after  '  Come ',  and  in  35  the  MS. 
reads  '  asquall,  manye '. 

In  addition  to  the  copy  in  the  Ashmole  MS.  there  are  versions  in 
Rawlinson  MS.  F.  poet.  160,  fol.  46  (R),  and  Additional  MS.  22603, 
fol.  30^(^4).  The  variants  are  as  follows:  Mr.  Robert  Hericke  his 
farwell  vnto  Poetrie]  R :  Herricks  Farewell  to  Poesye  R ;  Herickes 
Farewell  to  Poetrie  A.  i  I  haue  behelde]  Euen  as  yow  see  R- 

2  stolen]  stolne  A,  R.  S  that  each]  the  Earth  A.  6  Healthes] 
Health  A,R.  10  some  sleepy]  the  parting  R:  the  sleepinge  A. 

12  yet  forc't  they  are]  and  yet  are  forc'd  A.  14  those]  theis  R. 

17  tell]  till  A,R.  18  wear]  were  A,R.  19  sleeps]  sleepe  A,  R. 
21  odd  A,  R :  ode  Ash.  22  wyne]  Nyne  A,  R ;  the  true  reading : 
cf.  Horace,  0<fej,  III.  xix.  11-5.  makes]  made  yi,  iff.  with  God] 
of  Gods  A.  2$  twirl'd]  turnd  A.  27  Thus]  Those  A. 


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29  who  did'st  giue]  who  doest  giue  A :  which  do'st  giue  R.  32 

White]  While  Ash,  A,R.  39  those]  theis  R.  40  fames] 

fame  A  41  Ouid,  Maro]  Maro,  Ovid  R.  43  Helde]  Hold 

R,  A         there  Ash  :  their  R,  A.  46  or  trumpe]  a  trumpe  R,  A. 

48  of  my]  to  my  ^,^.  50  sublim'd]  sublime  i?,  ^.  51-2  tis 

not  Need  ...  Mankinde<7»2.^.  54  I've]  I'ave^,^.       chardges] 

charge  A.  Off]  Of  A,  R.  58  function]  functions  R,  A. 

59  Guesse]  Ghesse  A  :  Kisse  Hazlitt.  60  that  lye  drawne]  which 

lye  drawne  R :  which  lynes  drawne  A.  61  in  picture]  and  picture 

R,  A.        noe  otherwise]  no'  otherwise  R.  63  rackt]  wrac't  R. 

65  whilst]   while  R.  69  loues]  loue  A,  70  myne]  my  R. 

74  Attica]  Africa  A.  80  varnish  (only)]   only  varnish  R,  A. 

82   thyne]  thy  A.  85   that]  the  A.  93  loathsom'st  R. 

shapps]  shape  R.  98  must]  doe  A.  99  rare]  deare  A. 

100  a  hand-mayde]  an  handmaid  R,  A.  102   Thoughe  as] 

Though  A. 

A  Charroll  p'sented  to  D'  Williams  (page  413).  Punctuation 
has  been  supplied  after  the  following  words:  8  day,  9  decay,  13 
Moone,  19  light,  26  Cynamon,  27  Smyle. 

His  Mistris  to  him  at  his  farwell  (page  414).  Punctuation  has 
been  supplied  in  the  text  of  Add.  MS.  11811  after  the  following  words  : 
—5  teares,  8  neuer,  10  ayre,  15  it.  There  is  also  a  version  in  Har- 
leian  MS.  6918,  fol.  23  b,  with  the  following  variants  :  i  He  not]  I  not. 
3  thy]  your.  4  can  seale  it]  could  seale  to.  S  Take  then]  Clame 
then  a.      8,  12  thy]  your.      15  and]  as. 

The  New  Charon  (page  416).  There  is  another  rendering  of  this 
poem,  entitled  A  Dialogue:  Charon  and  Eucosmia,  in  Playford"s 
Select  Musicall  Ayres  and  Dialogues,  For  one  and  two  Voyces,  to  sing 
to  the  Theorbo,  Lute,  or  Basse  Violl,  ii.  14  (1652).  The  music  was 
by  Henry  Lawes.  The  following  variants  occur:  3  overwhelm'd] 
or'e  whelm'd.  5  who  am  in  deep  Distress]  a  Virgin  in  distresse. 

7  I  will  be  gentle]  I'd  be  as  gentle.  8  Elizean]  Elizium.  9 

Speak]  Tell.  9  One,  once  that]  A  Mayd  that.  13  He  was 

an  Hastings]  Hastings,  Hastings,  was  his  name.  15  my  Love, 

my  Joy]  my  joy,  my  love.  18  For  Humane  Joy]  To  humane 

joyes.  22  That  makes]  Which  makes.       thus]  here.  23  let 

me]   I   would.  24  waftage]  wafting.  27  stream]  streams. 

35  known]  know.  37  We  sail  along]  We  sayl  from  hence. 

Vpon  a  Cherrystone  sent  to  the  tip  ok  the  lady  Jemmonia 
Walgraves  eare  (page  417).  Attention  was  first  directed  to  this 
and  the  other  MSS.  of  this  poem  by  Dr.  Floris  Delattre,  who  printed 
the  poem  in  the  Appendix  to  his  Robert  Herrick.  Punctuation  has 
been  supplied  in  the  text  of  Rawlinson  MS.  Poet.  160  after  the  fol- 
lowing words:  2  eare,  4  Merchandize,  5  mistery,'8  yow,  12  dye, 
18  are,  21  colour,  blood,  22  food,  24  bone,  30  one,  36  smile,  none, 
38  this,  soe,  43  spade,  44  layd,  S6  discerne.  In  addition  to  the  Raw- 
linson MS.  copy  of  this  poem,  there  are  versions  of  it  in  Additional  MS. 

917.2  ''    & 


4  5  o  Critical  Appendix. 

30982,  fol.  66  {A),  Sloane  MS.  1446,  fol.  62*  (5),  Sloane  MS.  1792, 
fol.  20  (6'').  The  variants  are  as  follows :  Upon  a  Cherrystone  sent 
. . .  ]  on  a  cherry  stone  haveing  a  Deaths  head  one  y*  one  side  & 
a  Gentlewoman  on  y»  other  side  ^  :  On  a  cherry  stone  sent  to  weare  in 
his  M"  eare,  a  deaths  head  on  the  one  side  &  her  face  on  the  other  S ; 
A  cherry  stone  sent  to  weare  in  his  M"  eare  a  deaths  head  on  one  side 

6  her  owne  face  on  y«  other  5°.  2  on]  in  A,  S,  5*.    your]  y"  A. 

3  Tis  not  Jewell  .  .  .  prize]  Tis  noe  Jewell  for  the  price  A,  S,  S^. 

4  respect]  regard  A,  S,  S^.  5  But  deepe  .  .  .  stone]  For  the 
Morrall    on't   alone    S.  6  estimation]    an    estimation   A. 

7  Take]  reade  A,  S,  5?.  in  a  veiwe]  in  veiw  A.  th'Epitomfe] 
the  Epitome  A,  S,  S^-  10  theis]  those  S.  11  incarvem'"] 
carved  mesures  A,  S,  5*.  12  yow]  wee  A.  13  Read] 
Kisse  A,  S,  S'.  14  Comends]  commend  A  :  Convey  S, 
S".  17  may]  must  A.  18  that]  what  A,  S,  S\  19  time] 
times  A.  this]  the  S.  24  the  beawty,  bone]  a  beauty,  bone  A  : 
the  beautie  stone  S:  the  Beauty  bone  S^-  25-6  And  that  .  .  . 
i'  th'  aire  om.  S.  26  ever  .  .  .  aire  om  S\  i'th']  in  the  A. 
29  Faile]  fade  A,  S,  S\  to  be]  for  to  be  A.  30  ever]  ere  A. 
such  a  one]  such  an  one  A.  31  And]  Then  S,  S\  32  leane] 
bare  A.  sensuring]  the  censuring  A.  33  Sextons]  Sexton  A, 
S,S\  sweare]  sweares  ^.  34  Here]  that  heer  5.  Jemmonias] 
Jeminias  A  :  Gemmenayath's  5" ;  all  yo'  S.  titles  were]  title  are 
S.  35  rag'd  escutcheon]  raged  escutcheon  showne  A  :  ragged 
Scutchion  showne  S,  S*.  36  beleive]  beeleev't  S.  37  there 
thought]  their  height  S,  5' :  theire  leight  A.  may]  will  S,  5".  39 
th']  the  A.  40  (faire  mistris)  of  yo»  youth]  faire  M"  of  the 
youth  A.  41  with  it  still]  still  with  it  A.  42  Evensong] 
Eivening  songe  A,  S.  43  Pickaxe]  Pike,  axe  A.  to  the]  and 
the  S.  46  beauty]  faire  beautie  S.  47  though  A,S:  through 
Ji,  S'.  his]  this  S.  hung]  hang  A.  i'th']  in  the  A.  48  Doth 
not  to  the  sight]  and  doth  not  in  the  sight  A  :  doth  not  so  to  the 
sight  S.  49  warning]  morming  A  :  marning  S'.  hees]  ther's 
S:  there's  5''.  50  Know  to  th'  hearing  as]  knowne  in  the  hearing 
&s  in  A:  knowne  i'th'e  hearinge,  and  S :  Know  i'  th'  hearing  as 
5'.  51  Place]  Placed  A.  this  mirror  whose  briske  hue]  his 
mirrour  to  the  veiw  A  :  the  mirror  of  this  vieu  S,  5'.  The  line  omitted 
after  1.  51  reads  as  follow  in  5°  and  S': 

To  those  virgins,  whose  briske  heu 

A  substitutes  'Of  for  'To'  and  'brisky'  for  'briske'.  53  Of 

lines  and  colo"]  Whose  limbs  and  coulour  A  :  Of  limbs  and  Colours 
S,  S'.  54  This]  the  A  :  that  S,  S\    Greeke  hath]  Greeks  have 

A,  S :  Greek  have  5'.  SS-8  om.  A.  55  Let  them  read  . . . 

learne]  Lett  them  then,  o  lett  them  leame  S:  Let  them  leame  5°. 
56  to  disceme]  do  disceme  5*.  58  Turned]  Turnes  S,  S\ 

S  bears  the  signature  '  Rog :  Hericke '. 


Critical  Appendix.  451 


READINGS  OF  THE   FIRTH   MANUSCRIPT 

This  MS.  was  not  known  to  the  Editor  when  the  Critical  Appendix 
was  drawn  up :  Professor  Firth  has  since  lent  it  for  collation.  It  is 
a  commonplace-book  dedicated  in  a  prefatory  poem  '  To  y«  Incompar- 
ably vertuous  Lady  the  Lady  Harflette.'  It  includes  six  poems  of 
Herrick. 

His  age,  dedicated  to  . . .  Posthumus  (page  132).  Pp.  7-13.  No 
title.  The  text  agrees  in  the  main  with  that  of  Harleian  MS.  6918, 
with  which  it  is  here  collated. 

3  Nor  prayer  or.  7  decline  om.  10  nor.  15  while.  17  We 
haue  seene  the  best  past-times.  20  they.  28  Thus  hath.  36 
perished.  43  Bayas  (altered from  an  original  Baiae).  48  For  om. 
Apollo's  Lampryes.  Cancelled  stanzas  after  i,Z  :  2  pleasant,  3  Noe, 
5  gull,  7  guilthead,  8  deare  Rate.  61  Amidst.  64  it  Saues.  ^^ 
Whom  with.  78  The  cough,  and.  79  an  heape.  82  cold 
lines.  85  Thus  will  we.  86  By  th'.  and  slit  om.  89  kallen- 
dars.  90  what  chance.  92  gripinge  of.  94  Julus  to  singe  me. 
99  A  Primerose.  105  When  as  Helene.  108  as.  113  crazy 
more.  XI4  the  lines.  116  Sighe  out.  117  And  w*  a  teare. 
118  twistinge  of  my  Julus  hayre.  Variant  stanza  after  128  :  i  Then 
next  the  health,  3-4  Hind,  Nansogge,  Smith,  |  And  Goodrick,  8  or 
Chaos  him  before.  137  To  these.  139  a  cherry.  144  Ware. 
151  The  fire  out,  weele.        152  night-bewearied. 

The  Welcome  to  Sack  (page  77).  Pp.  14-19.  Title :  '  Mr  Hearick 
his  welcome  to  Sack.'  The  text  agrees  in  the  main  with  the  printed 
text,  with  which  it  is  here  collated,  but  it  has  the  additional  lines  of  the 
MSS. 

10  ofjoue.  II  Outstares  . .  .  y*  gleames.  12  Dash  forth... 
Middayes.  16  To  th'  sea-scourg'd.  17  Which  he  salutes  w'^" 

Joy,  .  . .  display.        18  smoakinge.        23  Or  was  it  to  this  End  thou 
went'st.         24  more  by  thy  absence.         25-6  As  in  R.         27  those 
cloudy  lookes  the.        39  Expanded  as  in  A'',  1?.        33  Wilt.        35 
Tell  me  om.        36  dyed  with.      40  Or  quench't  my  lust  vppon.      43 
mine,    on  thee  om.        47  dares  sweare,  y*  lies.        After  48 : 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  leauen.  Salt  to  all ; 
My  best  of  daintyes,  nauell  Principall. 
Fire  to  all  my  functions,  giu'st  me  blood 
T'  haue  Spirit,  and  marrow,  and  what  else  is  good. 
49  me  actiue,  aery.        51  And  mak'st  me  winged,  as  y«  nimble.       58 
Vnion.      59  who  wert.      63  of  thy  Nectar ;  Hee,  euen  hee.      65  Or 
had.     brave  om.     66  Thespian.      67  thy  flaminge  blood.     68  Had 
ne're.    69  heat,  &  lust.    70  &  weele.    75  hight  visage.    78  an.    79  Till 
each  part's  full.      84  all  mine  actions.      85  shall  haue  Fate.      86  Time 

G   g2 


452  Critical  Appendix. 

when.  89  let  my  verses.  90  Hast  to  a  sudden  change.  91  I 
disa  (sic)  \ 

His  fare-well  to  Sack  (page  45).  Pp.  18-19.  Title: 
'  Mr  Hearick  his  farwell  to  Sacke.'  An  imperfect  version,  showing 
some  agreement  with  Rawlinson  MS.  Poet,  160.  Collated  with  the 
printed  text. 

I  thing  om  {lacuna  in  MS).  3  freind  &  wife.  4  the  body. 
8  Sweete  Speech,  sweete.  9  thousand  more.  10  so  deare.  12 
purer  shrine.  16  Foreshew.  17  feirce  flame,  her  pride.  18  her. 
peircinge.  19  Tis  thou,  thou   aboue  Nectar,  O  sweete  Soule. 

32  deepe  despaire.  23  Thou  aboue.  25  to  awake.  27  The 
Frantick.  strikinge.  a8  Their  Soules.  32  thy  mighty  Flame. 
35  sacred  layes.  36  make.        37  do  we.  38  eyes  of  adora- 

tion. 39  When.  &  forc'd  now.  40  wished  beautyes.  43 
hath  forg'd.        45-54  omitted. 

Oberons  Feast  (page  119).  Pp.  23-5.  Title:  '  Oberon  his 
Banquet.'  The  text  agrees  with  the  MS.  group,  and  is  here  collated 
with  A. 

I  mushrumpe.  3  purky.  4  sandy.  13-18  are foundin  this 
MS.  13  y«  while,  wasseru'd.  16  His  fires  y^pitteringe  grasse- 
hopper.  24  Kittlinge.  31  {added  lines)  Of  a  dride  Caker,  with 
y°  lagge.  38-9  drye.  |  Hipps,  with  y»  redcapt'.  41  {added  lines) 
A  bloated  earwigge  ...  he  glads.  44  to  these.         45  vnctious. 

48  flatteringe.  49  soft.  50  Tender  bride.  51  challice.  54 
Grace  by  om.  {lacuna  in  MS.), 

Oberons  Pallace  (p.  165).  Pp.  52-7.  Title :  '  Oberon  his 
Pallace ;  by  Mr  Hearick.'  _  The  text,  which  agrees  in  the  main  with 
the  MS.  group,  has  some  mistakes ;  it  is  here  collated  with  A. 

10  full  fed.  13  eare.  16  Amonst.  17  hellish  wasps.  23  with. 
24  perplexed  eye.  30  from  bm.  33  this.  41  impearle.  45  cense 
om.  {lacuna  in  MS.).  After  45  {added  lines) :  3  were,  4  By  this 
round  Vrchinne,  5  In  which  y*  ant,  6  Deafe  nutts,  7  Chippings, 
loacron,  12  hearby  broth,  &  then,  13  pucker'd  om.  {lacuna  in  MS.), 
15  from  kites  nest,  19  Of  greater  price,  20  Silken  shreake,  21  Barly 
breake,  25  without  eye,  28  cheape  Workes.  54  easy  excellence.  59 
oS  om.  60  here  inchasing  (?  in  chasing).  66  a  blew.  71  closely. 
75  there.  77  Nor.  78  but  with.  79  Comes  reflexjon.  80 
multiplyes.  81  euen.  83  errour.  85  knowes)  tender.  87 
Rais'd  was.  93  better.  97  W"'  spongy  &.  99  dietye.  103 
hung.  104  Tackling.  106  ar  y^  heads.        108  those.         no 

writhinge.        118  mab's.        120  his  yarne. 

A  NuPTiALL  Song  (p.  112).  Pp.  75-82.  Title  :  *  Epithalamium.' 
A  shorter — i.  e.  an  earlier — ^version  of  the  poem  than  in  the  other  MSS. 
The  stanzas  are  arranged  thus,  numbers  in  brackets  indicating  any  differ- 
ence in  the  numeration  of  the  printed  text : — I  and  2  ;  3  (a  stanza 

'  The  scribe  hesitated  between  '  disallow '  and  '  disavow '. 


Critical  Appendix.  453 


afterwards  cancelled), '  Lead  on  faire  payre  of  Nymphs  ' ;  4  (3),  '  Se 
where  she  comes ' ;  5  (4), '  Hymen,  o  Hymen ' ;  6  (5),  'Glide  through 
the  banks ' ;  7,  8  (cancelled  stanzas),  '  Why  Then  on  forward ', '  Well- 
come at  Last ' ;  9  (7), '  And  now  you  are  entred ' ;  10  (14), '  Now  if  we 
must  for  ceremonyes  sake';  11-16(8-13).  The  text  of  the  above 
stanzas  is  here  collated  with  H. 

6  nobler.  11  or  rather  some  divine.  12  Se  how.  13  Passes. 
Cancelled  stanza  after  20  :  Lead  on  faire  payre  of  Nymphs,  y"  whilest, 
2  Guilty  to  somewhat,  guild  y"  Strawberryes,  6  And  so  create,  9 
Her  homeward,  10  There  is  her  hart,  where  ere  she  goes.  21 
sheet.  22  &  how  sweete.  24  Spiring  forth  powdred.  26  Built 
vp  with.         27  Who  Therein  would  not.  28  Cindars  in  This. 

30  Cindars.  31  ground.         34  the.        36  Towring  more,  more 

sparkling.  39  ash-heapes.  40  Or  else  to  nothing.  41  Glide 
through  the  banks  of  Virgins  then,  &  Passe.  43  clouds.  44  ye. 
45  Fame  repeates.  46  couering.         47  that  om.  Cancelled 

stanzas  after  50  :  (i)  Why  Then  on  forward  faire  . . .  vpon  y°  bride- 
groome  . . .  emply  . . .  y*  ilowe  ...  In  their  mo'lt  siluer,  run,  run  . .  . 
(z)  throaned  07n. .  .  .  But  dread  you  more  ofTend  In  what.  61  you 
are  entred.  61-2  cooke,  from  his  Torrid  zone  doth  pray,  &  looke. 
How  th'  aged  whisper.  66  Vs,  (peace  shield  vs).         67  smirking. 

68  in's.  to  expresse.  70  Ginns,  wherby  to  take  her.  131-140 
follow  70.  131  Now  if  we  must.  132  with  it.  134  magickes. 
136  grutch.  72  This  longest  day,  &  This  y«  Shortest  Night.  74 
Which  count.  75  When  you  are  gone.  76  Numbring  y°  clocke 
goe  Ten.  80  In  circle.  82  I  charge.  83  Then  Virtue  teach. 
86  ye.  88  fragrant.  89  forbid.  91  soft,  &  whimpring.  94 
Pawncy.  97  And  om.  Soft  Maide,  &  blush.  98  other.  107 
Marke ;  A.  108  on.  109-10  To  bed,  to  bed,  or  they  will  tire 
Her,  were  sh' an.  ill  bewitchings.  1 12  beares  vp,  &  rises.  113 
the  too  too.  114  it  lusty.  118  into  this  sea,  into  y»  flowe.  127 
to  it,  to  the  full  reach.  128  some  way  om.  130  Signed 
'R:  Hearick.' 


INDEX  OF  TITLES. 


Abdie,  Lady,  To,  145. 

Abels  Bloud,  387,  388. 

Abstiilence,  333. 

Accusation,  194. 

Admonition,  The,  130. 

Adversity,  235,  239. 

Advice  the  best  actor,  318. 

Affliction,  341. 

After  Autumne,  Winter,  321. 

Age,  His,  dedicated  to  his  peculiar 
friend,  M.  John  Wickes,  under 
the  name  of  Posthumus,  132. 

Age  unfit  for  Love,  277. 

Alablaster,  Doctor,  To,  256. 

All  things  decay  and  die,  23. 

All  things  run  well  for  the  Right- 
eous, 349. 

Almes,  171,  356^  391. 

Amber  Bead,  The,  269. 

Ambition,  21,  229. 

Anacreontike,  197,  308. 

Anacrontick  Verse,  309. 

An  end  decreed,  224. 

Angells,  379. 

Anger,  260. 

Answer  to  a  friend.  His,  312. 

Answer  to  a  Question,  His,  12. 

Anthea,  To)  11,  20,  24,  235,  261, 
277,  320. 
lying  in  'bed,  34. 
who   may  command   him   any 
thing^  108. 

Anthea's  Retractation,  311. 

Any  way  for  wealth,  266. 

Apollo,  A  Canticle  to,  151. 
To,  122,  280. 

Apparition  of  his  Mistresse  calling 
him  to  Elizium,  205. 

Apron  of  Flowers;  The,  250. 

Armilet,  The,  18. 

Art  above  Nature,  202. 

Asse,  The,  384. 

A  will  to  be  working,  356. 

Bacchanalian  Verse,  227,  307. 
Bacchus,  A  Hymne  to,  122,  259. 

To,  157. 
Bad  may  be  better,  314. 
Bad  Princes  pill  their  People,  272. 
Bad  wages  for  good  service,  293. 
Bag  of  the  Bee,  The,  31. 
Baldwin,    Prudence,    Upon    her 

sicknesse,  122. 
Baptisme,  396. 
Barly-break  :  or.  Last  in  Hell,  33. 


Bartly,  M.  Arthur,  To  his  worthy 

friend,  231. 
Bashfulnesse,  I2i. 
Bastards,  312. 
Batt,  Upon,  72. 
Beanes,  Parson,  Upon,  163. 
Beauty,  274. 
Bed-man,  or   Grave-maker,  The, 

277. 
Beggar  to  Mab,  the  Fairie  Queen, 

223. 
Beggars,  383. 
Begger,  The,  312. 
Beginning,  difficult,  292. 
Beginnings  and  Endings,  387. 
Being  once  blind,  his  request  to 

Biancha,  32. 
Bell-man,  The,  121,  372. 
Berkley,  Sir  John,  Governour  of 

Exeter,  To,  251. 
Best  to  be  merry,  96. 
Beucolick,    A,    or    discourse    of 

Neatherds,  243. 
Biancha,  To,  32,  307. 

to  blesse  him,  286. 
Bice,  Upon,  265. 
Biting  of  Beggars,  238. 
Blame,  290. 

Blame  the  reward  of  Princes,  260. 
Blanch,  Upon,  33,  205. 
Bleare-ey'd  woman.  Upon  a,  90. 
Bleeding    hand.    The :     or.    The 

sprig  of  Eglantine  given  to  a. 

maid,  88. 
Blinks,  Upon,  273. 
Blisse,  Upon,  295. 
Blossoms,  To,  176. 
Body,  The,  279. 
Bondman,  The,  293. 
Book,  The,  Argument  of  his,  5. 
Booke,  To  his,  6,  7,  76,  98,  155, 

212,  275,  279, 287,  300,  313,  334. 
Boreman,  Upon,  315. 
Bracelet  of  Pearle,  The :  To  Silvia, 

240. 
Bradshawe,  Mistresse  Katherine, 

To,   the  lovely,  that  crowned 

him  with  Laurel,  94. 
Bran,  Upon,  219. 
Bribes  and  Gifts  get  all,  123. 
Bride-Cake,  The,  267. 
Bridegroom,    The    stay    of    the, 

380. 
Bridget,  Upon,  158. 
Brock,  Upon,  no. 


Index  of  Titles. 


455 


Broken  Christall,  The,  187. 

Broomsted,  Upon  one-ey'd,  201. 

Bubble,  The,  87. 

Buckingham,  George,  Duke,  Mar- 
quesse,  and  Earle  of.  To  the 
High  and  Noble  Prince,  99. 

BucoUck  betwixt  Two :  Lacon 
and  Thyrsis,  305. 

Buggins,  Upon,  311. 

Bunce,  Upon,  83. 

Bungie,  Upon,  122. 

Buriall,  267. 

Burr,  Upon,  296. 

By  use  comes  easinesse,  245 . 

Calling,  and  correcting,  342. 
Candlemasse  day,  The  Ceremonies 
for,  285. 

Upon,  285. 
Candlemasse  Eve,  Ceremonies  for, 
28s. 

Ceremony  upon,  304. 
CaptiVd    Bee:     or.    The    Uttle 

Filcher,  71. 
Care  a  good  keeper,  307. 
Carkanet,  The,  14. 
Carlile,    Countesse    of.    Upon    a 

black  Twist,  rounding  the  Arme 

of  the,  64. 
Carnations,  To,  83. 
Case,  Upon,  303. 
Casualties,  123. 
Caution,  A,  185. 
Caution  in  Councell,  318. 
Cavalier,  His,  31. 
Cedars,  To,  63. 
Center,  Upon,  a  Spectacle-maker 

with  a  flat  nose,  154. 
Change  common  to  all,  208. 
Change  gives  content,  191. 
Change,  His,  312. 
Charles,  Prince  of  Wales  : 

A  Pastorall  upon  the  birth  of ,  8  5 . 

To   the   most   illustrious,    and 
most  hopefuU  Prince,  3. 

Upon  his  coming  to  Exeter,  To, 
254. 
Charme,  A,  or  an  allay  for  Love, 
209. 

For  Stables,  284. 

To  bring  in  the  Witch,  284. 
Charmes,  284,  322,  323. 
Charon  and  Phylomel,  248. 
CharroUprbsentedtoDr.  Williams, 

Bp.  of  Lincolne,  as  a  Newyears 

guift,  413. 
Cheerfulnesse    in    Charitie :     or. 

The  sweet  sacrifice,  22. 
Cherrie-ripe,  19. 
Cherry-blossomes,  To,  74. 


Cherry-pit,  19. 

Chewing  the  Cud,  The,  397. 

Child,  Upon  a,  69,  224. 

Child  that  dyed.  Upon  a,  123. 

Choose  for  the  best,  293. 

Chop-Cherry,  142. 

Christ,  To,  377,  390. 

Coming  to,  378. 

Going  to  His  Crosse,  398. 

Going  to  the  Crosse,  His  words 
to,  399. 

On  the  Crosse,  His  Anthem  to, 
400. 
Christs  Action,  389. 

Birth,  384. 

Incarnation,  390. 

part,  356. 

sadnesse,  381. 

suffering,  388. 

twofold  coming,  397. 

words  on  the  Crosse,  My  God, 
My  God,  382. 
Christian  Militant,  The,  128. 
Christmas    CaroU,    sung    to    the 

King  in  the  Presence  at  White- 

HaU,  364. 
Christmasse,  Ceremonies  for,  263. 
Christmasse-Eve,    another    Cere- 
monie,  263. 

Another  to  the  Maids,  263. 

Another,  264. 
Chub,  Upon,  327. 
Clemency,  132. 
Clemency  in  Kings,  260. 
Closet-Gods,  To  his,  227. 
Clothes,  are  conspirators,  292. 

do  but  cheat  and  cousen  us,  154. 

for  Continuance,  393. 
Cloud,  The,  269. 
Clouds,  382. 
Clunn,  Upon,  295. 
Cob,  Upon,  226. 
Coblers  Catch,  The,  219. 
Cock,  Upon,  213. 
Cock-crow,  349. 
Coheires,  395. 
Comely,  Upon,  a  good  speaker  but 

an  ill  singer,  266. 
Comfort,  His,  320. 
Comfort  in  Calamity,  319. 
Comfort    to    a   Lady   upon    the 

Death  of  her  Husband,  105. 
Comfort  to  a  youth  that  had  lost 

his  Love,  314. 
Comforts  in  contentions,  382. 
Comforts  in  Crosses,  311. 
Comming  of  good  luck.  The,  100. 
Confession,  339,  395. 
Conformitie,  25. 
Conformity  is  Comely,  318. 


456 


Index  of  Titles. 


Confusion  of  face,  382,  383. 
Conjuration,  A  :  to  Electfa,  257. 
Connubii  Flores,  or  the  well-wishes 

at  Weddings,  220. 
Conscience,  To  his,  357. 
Consultation,  252. 
Content,  not  cates,  124. 
Contention,  252. 
Coone,  Upon,  210. 
Corinna,  Changes  to,  96. 
Corinna's  going  a  Maying,  67. 
Correction,  378. 
Cotton,     Mr.     Charles,     To     his 

honoured   and  most  Ingenious 

friend,  297. 
Counsell,  271. 

Country,  His  content  in  the,  200. 
Country  life,  A  :   To  his  brother, 

M.  Tho.  Herrick,  34. 
Country  life.  The,  229. 
Courage  cool'd,  258. 
Covetous  still  Captives,  The,  213. 
Crab,  Upon,  232. 
Craw,  Upon,  162. 
Credit  of  the  Conqueror,  The,  200. 
Creed,  His,  358. 
Crew,  Sir  Clipseby,  and  his  Lady  : 

A   Nuptiall   Song,   or   Epitha- 

lamie,  on,  112. 
Crew,  Sir  Clipseby : 

A  Hymne  to,  161. 

An  Ode  to,  198. 

To,  182,  217. 
Crew,  Lady : 

To  the,  upon  the  death  of  her 
Child,  189. 

Upon  the,  304. 
Criticks,  To,  32. 
Crofts,  Master  John,  Cup-bearer 

to  the  King,  To  his  faithfull 

friend,  267. 
Croot,  Upon,  332. 
Crosse  and  Pile,  189. 
Crosses,  no,  278. 
Crosse-Tree,  The,  401. 
Crowd  and  company.  The,  163. 
Cruell  Maid,  The,  60. 
Cruelties,  236. 
Cruelty,  292. 

Cruelty  base  in  Commanders,  21  r. 
Crutches,  303. 
Cuffe,  Upon,  39. 
Cunctation  in  Correction,  291. 
Cupid,  An  Hymne  to,  281. 

The  Cheat  of  :  or.  The  ungentle 
guest,  26. 

The  wounded,  50. 

To,  333. 

Upon,  18,  63,  96,  295. 
Curse,  The,  49. 


■  Custard,  The,  47. 
Cuts,  Upon,  144. 

Dafiadills,  To,  125. 

Daisies,  To,  not  to  shut  so  soone, 

164. 
Dangers  wait  on  Kings,  26. 
Daughters  Dowrye,  His,  407. 
Dean-bourn,    a    rude    River    in 

Devon,  by  which  sometimes  he 

lived,  29. 
Death  ends  all  woe,  257. 
Death,  To,  352. 
Deb,  Upon,  331. 
Definition  of  Beauty,  The,  33. 
Delay,  251. 

Delaying  Bride,  The,  276. 
Delight  in  Disorder,  28. 
Deluge,  The,  302. 
Denham,  M.,  To,  on  his  Prospec- 
tive Poem,  234. 
Deniall  in  women  no  disheartning 

to  men,  235. 
D^axture  of  the  good  Dsmon, 

The,  132. 
Description  of  a  Woman,  The,  404. 
Desire,  His,  318. 
Detracter,  To  the,  66. 
Devotion  makes  the  Deity,  117. 
Dewes,  To,  50. 
Dialogue    betwixt    himselfe   and 

Mistresse  Eliza.  Wheeler,  323. 
Dialogue    betwixt    Horace    and 

Lydia,  A,  70. 
Dianeme,  To,  33,  61, 154, 196, 272. 

A  Ceremonie  in  Glocester,  236. 
Diet,  319. 
Difierence    betwixt    Kings    and 

Subjects,  The,  12. 
Dirge    of    Jephthahs    Daughter, 

The  :  sung  by  the  Virgins,  359. 
Dirge    upon    the   Death   of   the 

Kght  Valiant  Lord,   Bernard 

Stuart,  89. 
Discontents  in  Devon,  19. 
Discord  not  disadvantageous,  196. 
Disswasions  from  Idlenesse,  52. 
Distance  betters  Dignities,  236. 
Distrust,  67,  333. 
Divination  by  a  Daffadill,  38. 
Doll,  Upon,  149,  325. 
Doomes-Day,  376. 
Dorchester,  Henry,  Marquesse  of. 

To  the  most  learned,  and  to  the 

right  Honourable,  301. 
Dorset,     the    right    Honourable 

Edward,  Earle  of.  To,  187. 
Draw,  and  Drinke,  273. 
Draw  Gloves,  99. 
Dreame,  His,  357. 


Index  of  Titles. 


457 


Dreame,  The,  i6,  153. 
Dreames,  21. 
Dundrige,  Upon,  195. 
Duty  to  Tyrants,  32. 

Eare-rings,  346. 

Ease,  387. 

Eclogue  or  Pastorall  between 
Endimion  Porter  and  Lycidas 
Herrick,  183. 

Eeles,  Upon,  153. 

Ejaculation  to  God,  His,  344. 

Electra,  The  Vision  to,  20. 
To,  34,  58,  195,  231,  252,  257, 

273,  281. 
Upon,  154. 

Electra's  Teares,  Upon,  204. 

Empires,  162. 

End,  The,  123,  293. 

Entertainment,  The  :  or.  Porch- 
verse,  at  the  Marriage  of  Mr. 
Hen.  Northly,  and  the  most 
witty  Mrs.  Lettice  Yard,  124. 

Epitaph  :  His  own,  216. 

On  the  Tomb  of  Sir  Edward 
Giles   and    his   wife   in    the 
South   Aisle  of  Dean   Prior 
Church,  419. 
Upon  a  Child,  44. 
Upon  a  sober  Matron,  41. 
Upon  a  Virgin,  170. 

Epithalamie  to  Sir  Thomas  South- 
well and  his  Ladie,  53. 

Etemitie,  354. 

Eucharist,  The,  381. 

Evensong,  128. 

Event  of  things  not  in  our  power, 
120. 

Evill,  367. 

Examples,  or  like  Prince,  Uke 
People,  255. 

Excesse,  331. 

Exeter,  Jos.,  Lo.  Bishop  of.  To,  64. 

Expences  Exhaust,  13. 

Eye,  The,  47,  254. 

Eyes  before  the  Eares,  The,  287. 

Eyes,  The,  118. 

Factions,  282. 

Faire  after  foule,  293. 

Faire  dayes :   or,  Dawnes  deceit- 

fuU,  81. 
Faire  shewes  deceive,  294. 
Fairies,  The,  201. 
Fairie  Temple,  The  :    or  Oberons 

Chappell,  90. 
Faith,  362. 

Faith  four-square,  292. 
Falconbirge,    M.    Tho.,    To    his 

worthy  Friend,  181. 


Falconbrige,  Mistresse  Margaret, 

To  his  dear  Valentine,  264. 
False  Mourning,  319. 
Fame,  245. 

Fame  makes  us  forward,  169. 
Fare-well  to  Sack,  His,  45. 
Farwell   Frost,  or   welcome   the 

Spring,  224. 
Farwell  unto  Poetrie,  His,  410. 
Fast,  The,  or  Lent,  386. 
Father,  To  the  reverend  shade  of 

his  religious,  27. 
Faunus,  Upon,  306. 
Feare,  290. 
Feare  gets  force,  309. 
Felicitie  knowes  no  Fence,  257. 
Felicity,  quick  of  flight,  162. 
Fever,   To   the,   not   to   trouble 

Julia,  82. 
Few  fortunate,  177. 
Finch,  M.  Elizabeth,  To  the  most 

comely  and  proper,  299. 
Finger,  Upon  the  losse  of  his,  203, 
First  work,  and  then  wages,  241. 
Fish,  Sir  Edward,  To  his  peculiar 

friend,  152. 
Flatterie,  331. 
Fletchers    incomparable    Playes, 

Upon  Master,  415. 
Flie,  Upon  a,  185. 
Flimsey,  Upon,  160. 
Flood,  or  a  thankfuU  man.  Upon, 

332. 
Flowers,  To,  138. 
Fone  a  School-master,  Upon,  39. 
FooUshnesse,  332. 
Fortune,  235,  238,  322. 
Fortune  favours,  191. 
Foure  things  make  us  happy  here, 

42. 
Franck,  Upon,  207,  247. 
Frankincense,  The,  158. 
Free  Welcome,  378. 
Fresh  Cheese  and  Cream,  183. 
Friend,  To  a,  288. 
Friend,  To  his,  on  the  untuneable 

Times,  8. 
Friend,  To  his,  to  avoid  conten- 
tion of  words,  287. 
FroUck,  A,  208. 
Frozen  Heart,  The,  8. 
Frozen    Zone,    The :     or,    Julia 

disdainfuU,  40. 
Funerall  Rites  of  the  Rose,  The, 

237- 

Gain  and  Gettings,  144. 
Gander,  Upon,  223. 
GeUi-flowers  begotten.  On,  74. 
Genius  of  his  house.  To  the,  245. 


458 


Index  of  Titles. 


Gentlenesse,  323. 

Gentlewoman,  To  a,  objecting  to 

him  his  gray  haires,  63. 
Gentlewoman,  To  a,  on  just  deal- 
ing, 136. 
Gentlewoman,  Upon  a  painted,  98. 
Gentlewoman  with  a  sweet  Voice, 

Upon  a,  95. 
Giles,  Sir  Edward,  and  his  wife. 

Epitaph  to,  419. 
Girles,  To  his,  330. 
Girles,  To  his,  who  would  have 

him  sportfuU,  329. 
Glasco,  Upon,  46. 
Glasse,  Upon,  151. 
Glorie,  218,  241. 

God,  To,  343,  347,  349,  351,  355, 
356.  357.  368.  371.  377.  381, 
382.  385.  386,  387.  393.  395. 
397.  398. 

To :  An  Anthem,  supg  in  the 
Chappell  at  White-Hall,  be- 
fore the  King,  342. 

To  :  his  gift,  397. 

To  :  his  good  will,  369. 

To  :  in  time  of  plundering,  376. 

To  :  on  his  sicknesse,  361. 

To  his  angrie,  353. 

To  his  deere,  368. 

To  his  ever-loving,  352. 

Upon,  340,  342,  362. 
God,  and  Lord,  379. 

and  the  King,  355. 

has  a  twofold  part,  343. 

heares  us,  381. 

his  wish  to,  371. 

is  One,  343. 

not  to  be  comprehended,  340. 

sparing  in  scourging,  394. 

the  goodnesse  of  his,  373. 

to  be  first  serv'd,  363. 

To  finde,  339. 
Gods  Anger,  397. 

Anger  withojit  Affection,  340. 

Blessing,  379. 

Bounty,  358,  378. 

Commands,  397. 

Descent,  395. 

DwelUng,  385. 

Gifts  not  soone  granted,  344. 

Grace,  378. 

Hands,  380. 

Keyes,  390. 

Mercy,  341. 

Mirth,  Mans  mourning,  355. 

Pardon,  367. 

Part,  341. 

Power,  382,  383. 

Presence,  385,  388,  394. 

Price,  and  mans  price,  389. 


Gods  Providence,  343. 

Time  must  end  our  trouble,  396. 
Gold  and  Frankincense,  396. 
Gold,  before  Goodnesse,  130. 
Good,  and  bad,  383. 
Good  Christians,  370. 
Good  death.  A,  321. 
Good  Friday :    Rex  Tragicus,  or 

Christ  going  to  His  Crosse,  398. 
Good  Husband,  A,  259. 
Good  Luck  not  lasting,  218. 
Good  manners  at  meat,  310. 
Good  men  a£Sicted  most,  370. 
Good-night  or  Blessing,  The,  124. 
Good  precepts,  or  counsell,  246. 
Gorgonius,  Upon,  323. 
Graces,  A  Hymne  to  the,  204. 
Graces  for  Children,  363,  364. 
Grange,  His,  310. 
Grange,  His,  or  private  wealth,  246. 
Gray  haires,  Upon  his,  194. 
Great  boast,  small  rost,  89. 
Great  grief,  great  glory,  372. 
Great  Maladies,   long  Medicines, 

312. 
Great  Spirits  supervive,  199. 
Greedy,  Upon,  129. 
Griefe,  239,  268. 
Griefes,  153.  -•' 

Groves,  To,  169^' 
Groynes,  Upon,  106. 
Grubs,- Upon,  325. 
Grudgings,  Upon,  220. 
Gryll,  Upon,  48. 
Gubbs,  Upon,  80. 
Guesse,  Upon,  98. 
Gut,  Upon,  327. 

Hag,  The,  225,  333. 

Hall,  M.  John,  Student  of  Grayes- 
Inne,  To  his  worthy  friend,  299. 

Hanch,  a  Schoolmaster,  Upon,  275. 

Hand  and  tongue.  The,  137. 

Happinesse,  264. 

Happinesse  to  hospitalitie,  or  a 
hearty  wish  to  good  house- 
keeping, 291. 

Hardning  of  hearts,  396. 

Harmar,  M.  Jo.,  Phisitian  to  the 
Colledge  of  Westminster,  To 
his  learned  friend,  301. 

Haste  hurtfuU,  268. 

Hastings,  Henry,  Lord,  Upon  the 
Death  of,  416. 

Head-ake,  The,  210. 

Heale,  Sir  Thomas,  To  his  Honour'd 
^end,  280. 

Health,  236. 

Heart,  The,  346. 

Heaven,  3^,  370,  382  39°- 


Index  of  Titles. 


459 


Hell,  372. 

Hell  fire,  387,  391. 

Herrick,  Mistresse  Bridget,  Upon 

his  kinswotaan,  203. 
Herrick,  Mistresse  Elizabeth : 

Upon  his  kinswoman,  145. 

Upon  his  Sister-in-Law,  23. 
Herrick,  M.  Mercie,  To  my  dearest 

Sister,  269. 
Herrick,  Nicolas,  To  his  Brother, 

330. 
Herrick,  Robert : 

Upon  himselfe,  17,  60,  65,  97, 
116,  123,  131,  143,  155,  171, 
183,  188,  191,  200,  210,  228, 
278,  290,  298.  327,  328,  329, 

334.  335- 

Upon  himselfe  being  buried, 
199. 

Upon  his  departure  hence,  178. 

Upon  his  eye-sight  failing  him, 
180. 
Herrick,  Mistresse  Susanna- : 

To  his  Kinswoman,  193. 

To  his  Sister  in  Law,  304. 
Herrick,  M.  Tho.,  To  his  kinsman, 

who  desired  to  be  in  his  Book, 

305.    See  also  Country  life. 
Herrick,  Master  William,  To  his 

d3dng  Brother,  73.. 
Herrick's  Mistris  to  him  at  his 

farwell,  414. 
Hoarse  Singer,  Upon  a,  152. 
Hock-Cart,  The,  or  Harvest  Home, 

lOI.' 

Hog,  Upon,  326. 

Honours  are  hindrances,  355. 

Hony-combe,  The,  288. 

Hope  heartens,  42. 

Hope  or  sheat-Anchor,  His,  319. 

Hope  well  and  Have  well :    or, 

Faire  after  Fonle  weather,  188. 
Hopton,  Lord,  To  the,  on  his  fight 

in  Cornwall,  310. 
Home,  a  Comb-maker,  Of,  211. 
Houre-glasse,  The,  44. 
Houshold  gods.  To  his,  iii. 
How  he  would  drinke  his  Wine, 

187. 
How  his  soule  came  ensnared,  281. 
How  Lillies  came  white,  74. 
How  Marigolds  come  yellow,  187. 
How  Pansies  or  Heart-ease  came 

first,  152. 
How  Primroses  came  green,  64. 
How  Roses  came  red,  105,  241. 
How  Springs  came  first,  180. 
How  the  Wall-flower  came  first, 

and  why  so  called,  14. 
How  Violets  came  blew,  105. 


HumiUty,  362. 
Huncks,  Upon,  173. 
Hunger,  293. 

I  call  and  I  call,  112. 
Ill  Government,  196. 
Ill  Reader,  To  my,  138. 
Impossibilities  to  his  friend,  79. 
In  the  darke  none  dainty,  209 . 
Invitation,  The,  262, 
Irene,  Upon,  204. 

Jack  and  Jill,  163,  186. 

Jealousie,  To,  170. 

Jehovah,  382. 

Jimmal  Ring,  or  True-love-knot, 

173- 
Jincks,  Master  J.,  To  his  Friend, 

278. 
Johnson,  Ben  : 

An  Ode  for,  289. 

His  Prayer  to,  212. 

Upon,  150,  289. 
Jollies  wife.  Upon,  62. 
Jolly  and  Jilly,  Upon,  156. 
Jone,  On,  195. 
Jone  and  Jane,  Upon,  229. 
Judgment-Day,  The,  379,  393. 
Judith,  Upon,  140. 
Julia,  To,  30,  60,  186,  209,  277, 

299.  303.  324- 

A  Ring  presented  to,  65. 

Art  above  Nature,  202. 

Her  Bed,  139. 

Her  Legs,  139. 

His  charge  to,  at  his  death, 
219. 

His  Covenant  or  Protestation 
to,  328. 

His  embalming  to,  129. 

His  last  request  to,  329. 

His  request  to,  ai. 

His  sailing  from,  14. 

In  her  Dawn,  or  Day-breake, 
271. 

In  the  Temple,  168. 

Julia  disdainfuU,  40. 

On,  181. 

The  Bracelet  to,  128. 

The  Candor  of  Julia's  teeth, 
251. 

The  Flaminica  Dialis,  or  Queen- 
Priest,  196. 

The  Night-piece,  217. 

The  Parliament  of  Roses  to,  8. 

The  Sacrifice  by  way  of  Dis- 
course betwixt  himselfe  and 
Julia,  280. 

To   Roses   in    Julia's   Bosome, 

324- 


460 


Index  of  Titles. 


Julia  (continued) : 
To  the  Fever,  not  to  trouble 

Julia,  82. 
Upon  her  Almes,  139. 
XJpon  her  blush,  120. 
Upon  her  weeping,  251. 
Upon  his  Julia,  138. 
Upon  Julia's  haire,  bundled  up 

in  a  golden  net,  282. 
Upon  Julia's  haire  fill'd  with 

Dew,  181. 
Upon  Julia's  unlacing  herself, 

IS7- 

Upon  Julia's  washing  her  selfe 
in  the  river,  294. 

Upon  the    Nipples   of   Julia's 
Breast,  164.^ 

Upon    the    Roses    in    Julia's 
bosome,  249. 
Julia's  Breasts,  96. 

Breath,  69. 
'   Clothes,  261. 

Churching,  or  Purification,  286. 

Fall,  12. 

Lips,  277. 

Petticoat,  66. 

Picture,  139. 

Recovery,  7. 

Riband,  40. 

Sweat,  244. 

Voice,  22,  102. 
Juno,  \AJi  hymne  to,  141. 
Just  man.  A,  152. 

Kellam,  M.,  To,  290. 

Keneday,  Mrs.  Dorothy,  His  part- 
ing from,  42. 

King  and  no  King,  A,  331. 

King  and  Queene,  To  the,  upon 
their  unhappy  distances,  26. 

King,  To  the,  107,  236. 
To  cure  the  Evill,  61. 
Upon   his    comming   with   his 

Army  into  the  West,  25. 
Upon  his  taking  of  Leicester,  271 . 
Upon  his  welcome  to  Hampton- 
Court,  300. 

Kings,  241,  330. 

Kings  and  Tyrants,  278. 

Kisse,  A,  218. 

Kisse,  The,  130. 

Kisses,  265. 

Kisses  Loathsome,  282. 

Kissing  and  bussing,  189. 

Kissing  Usurie,  29. 

Knowledge,  378. 

Labour,  380. 

Lachrimae  or  Mirth,  His,  turn'd  to 
mourning,  144. 


Lacon  and  Thyrsis,  305. 

Lady,  On  a  perfum'd,  112. 

Lady,  Upon  a,  that  dyed  in  child- 
bed, and  left  a  daughter  behind 
her,  126. 

Lady,  Upon  a  delaying,  137. 

Lady,  Upon  a  sowre-breath,  212. 

Ladyes,  To  the,  177. 

Lamp,  The,  359. 

Lares,  Hymne  to  the,  234. 

Large  Bounds  doe  but  bury  us, 

197- 
Lark,  To  the,  87. 
Larr,  A  short  Hymne  to,  129. 

To,  131. 
Larr's  portion,  or  the  Poets  part, 

152. 
Lasciviousnesse,  378. 
Laugh  and  lie  downe,  iii. 
Laundresse,  Upon  a  cheap,  178. 
Laurels,  To,  30. 
Lawes,  213,  318. 
L.awes,  M.  Henry,  the  excellent 

Composer  of  his  Lyricks,  To, 

276. 
Lawes,    M.    William,    the    rare 

Musitian,  Upon,  288. 
Lawne,  The,  158. 
Laxare  fibiUam,  241. 
Leanders  Obsequies,  42. 
Lee,    Mistresse    Elizabeth,    now 

Lady  Tracie,  A  Nuptiall  Verse 

to,  216. 
Leech,  Upon,  125. 
Lenitie,  268. 

Lent,  To  keep  a  true,  391. 
Leprosie  in  Cloathes,  311. 
Leprosie  in  houses,  310. 
Letanie  to  the  Holy  Spirit,  347. 
Letcher,  Upon,  195. 
Leven,  298. 
Liberty,  153. 

Life  is  the  Bodies  Light,  207. 
Like  loves  his  like,  319. 
Like  Pattern,  Uke  People,  214. 
Lillie,  Upon  one,  who  marryed 

with  a  maid  call'd  Rose,  44. 
Lilly  in  a  Christal,  The,  75. 
Lincolne,   Bishop   of.   Upon  the 

Imprisonment  of,  52. 
Lines    have   their   Linings,    and 

Bookes  their  Buckram,  202. . 
Linnit,  Upon,  149. 
Lip-labour,  345. 
Lips  Tonguelesse,  82. 
Little  and  loud,  212. 
Littlenesse  no  cause  of  Leannesse, 

173- 
Loach,  Upon,  269. 
Loading  and  unloading,  341. 


Index  of  Titles. 


461 


London,  His  returne  to,  242. 

Long  and  lazie,  141. 

Long  life,  379. 

Long  lookt  for  comes  at  last,  228. 

Losse  from  the  lesist,  181. 

Losse,  His,  272. 

Lots  to  be  liked,  153. 

Love,  234. 

Against,  40. 

An  Hymne  to,  296. 

Of,  24,  iss,  213,  325. 

On,  100,  280,  281,  327. 

To,  17. 

Upon,  28,  117,   172,   188,  203, 
219,  222,  274,  278. 

Upon,  by' way  of  question  and 
answer,  309. 

What  it  is,  13. 
Love  dislikes  nothing,  253. 
Love  is  a  sirrup,  297. 
Love  kill'd  by  Lack,  31. 
Love  lightly  pleased,  207. 
Love  looks  for  Love,  252. 
Love  me  little,  love  me  long,  51. 
Love  palpable,  240. 
Love  perfumes  all  parts,  59. 
Lovers  how  they  come  and  part, 

250. 
Love's  play  at  Push-pin,  17. 
Lowman,  Mrs.  Bridget,  To,  140. 
Lucia,  Upon,  212. 

Upon,  dabled  in  the  deaw,  247. 
Lucie,  Upon,  226. 
Luggs,  Upon,  79. 
LuUs,  Upon,  284. 
Lungs,  Upon,  223. 
Lupes,  Upon,  302. 
Luske,  Upon,  332. 
Lyrick  for  Legacies,  88. 

Mad  Maids  song.  The,  156. 
Magot,    Upon,    a    frequenter    of 

Ordinaries,  191. 
Maid,  To  a,  126. 

Upon  a,  211,  274,  276. 

Upon  a  comely,  and  curious,  203. 

Upon  a  crooked,  99. 

Upon  a  free  Maid,  with  a  foule 
breath,  210. 

Upon  a  maid  that  dyed  the  day 
she  was  marryed,  109. 
Maiden-blush,  The,  268. 
Maides,  To  the,  to  walke  abroad, 

215. 
Maids  nay's  are  nothing,  249. 
Man,  Upon,  153. 
Manna,  379. 

Mans  djdng-place  uncertain,  177. 
Mars,  A  Vow  to,  151. 
Martha,  Martha,  383. 


Marygolds,  To,  196. 

Mattens,  or  morning  Prayer,  127. 

May-pole,  The,  239. 

Meane,  The,  268,  318. 

Meane  in  our  Meanes,  A,  295. 

Meane  things  overcome  mighty, 

240. 
Mease,  Upon,  142. 
Meat  without  mirth,  197. 
Meddow  verse  or  AJoniversary  to 

Mistris  Bridget  Lowman,  The, 

140. 
Meddowes,  To,  110.     , 
Meditation  upon  Death,  His,  392. 
Megg,  Upon,  296. 
Men  mind  no  state  in  sicknesse, 

239- 
Mercy,  380. 
Mercy  and  Love,  340. 
Merits  make  the  man,  120. 
Minerva,  A  Vow  to,  195. 
Mirth,  341. 

A  Lyrick  to,  39. 
Miseries,  iii. 
Mistresse,  A  Meditation  for  his,  87. 

His  misery  in  a,  62. 

To  his,  31. 

To   his  Mistresse   objecting  to 
him  neither  Tojfing  or  Talk- 
ing, 15. 
Mistresses,  To  his,  10,  20. 

To  his  lovely,  222. 

Upon  the  losse  of  his,  15. 
Moderation,  261,  318. 
Momus,  To,  229. 
Money  gets  the  masterie,  21. 
Money  makes  the  mirth,  247. 
Monies  Scriptwrarum,  381. 
Moon,  Upon,  143. 
Mora   Sponsi,   the   stay   of   the 

Bridegroom,  380. 
More  modest,  more  manly,  308. 
More  potent,  lesse  peccant,  109. 
Most  Words,  lesse  Workes,  272. 
Much-more,  Upon,  73. 
Mudge,  Upon,  301. 
Multitude,  290. 
Muse,  To  his,  s.  28,  214,  301. 
Muses,  Hymne  to  the,  228,  261. 
Muses,  The  mount  of  the,  334. 
Musick,  To,  67,  103. 

To,   to  becalme  a  sweet-sick- 
youth,  99. 

To,  to  becalme  his  Fever,  95. 
Mynts,  Sir  John,  To  his  honoured 

friend,  194. 
Myrrha  hard-hearted.  To,  47. 

Need,  277. 
Neglect,  97. 


462 


Index  of  Titles. 


Nephew,  To  his,  to  be  prosperous 

in  his  art  of  Painting,  150. 
Neptune,  A  short  Hymne  to,  129. 
Neutrality  loathsome,  353. 
Never  too  late  to  dye,  228. 
New  Charon,  The,  Upon  the  Death 

of  Henry,  Lord  Hastings,  416. 
New-yeeres  Gift,  The,  355,   366, 

376. 
New-yeeres  Gift,  or  Circumcisions 

Song,  sung  to  the  King  in  the 

Presence  at  White-Hall,  365. 
New-yeares     gift     sent     to     Sir 

Simeon  Steward,  126. 
Nightingale,  and  Robin-Red-brest, 

To  the.  III. 
Night-piece,  The,  to  Julia,  217. 
Nis,  Upon,  286. 

No  action  hard  to  affection,  240. 
No  bashfulnesse  in  begging,  8. 
No  coming  to  God  without  Christ, 

395- 
No  danger  to  men  desperate,  333. 
No  despight  to  the  dead,  218. 
No  difference  i'  th'  dark,  279. 
No  escaping  the  scourging,  342. 
No  Loathsomnesse  in  love,  11. 
No  Lock  against  Letcherie,  97. 
No  luck  in  Love,  209. 
No  man  without  Money,  298. 
No  Paines,  no  Gaines,  253. 
No  Shipwrack  of  Vertue,  23. 
No  Spouse  but  a  Sister,  13. 
No  time  in  Etemitie,  392. 
No  want  where  there's  little,  33. 
Nodes,  Upon,  270. 
None  free  from  fault,  199. 
None  truly  happy  here,  351. 
Nor  buying  or  selling,  321. 
Norgate,  Master  Edward,  Clark  of 

the  Signet  to  His  Majesty,  To, 

121. 
North  and  South,  386. 
Not  every  day  fit  for  Verse,  242. 
Not  to  covet  much  where  little  is 

the  charge,  308. 
Not  to  love,  102. 
Nothing  Free-cost,  177. 
Nothing  new,  139. 
Number  of  two.  The,  396. 
Nuptiall  Song,  or  Epithalamie,  on 

Sir  Clipseby  Crew  and  his  Lady, 

112. 
Nuptiall  Verse  to  Mistresse  Eliza- 
beth Lee,  2 1 6. 

Obedience,  325. 
Obedience  in  Subjects,  109. 
Oberons  Feast,  119. 
Oberons  Palace,  165. 


Observation,  162,  384. 

Ode  of  the  Birth  of  our  Saviour, 

An,  345. 
Ode,  or  Psalme,  to  God,  363. 
Ode  to  Master  Endjrmion  Porter, 

upon  his  Brothers  death,  72. 
Oenone,  To,  168,  264,  273. 
Offering,  His,  with  the  lest,  at  the 

Sepulcher,  402. 
Old  Wives  Prayer,  The,  177. 
Olive  Branch,  The,  73. 
Once  poore,  still  penurious,  22. 
Once  seen,  and  no  more,  234. 
Orpheus,  265. 
Oulsworth,  Master  Michael,  To  the 

most   accomplisht   Gentleman, 

329- 
Our  own  sinnes  unseen,  253. 
Out  of  Time,  out  of  Tune,  279. 

Pagget,  Upon,  6;. 
Paine  and  pleasure,  394. 
Paine  ends  in  Pleasure,  349. 
Paines  without  profit,  212. 
Painter,  To  the,  to  draw  him  a. 

Picture,  38. 
Painting    sometimes    permitted, 

224. 
Pansies,  To,  74. 
Paradise,  383. 
Parasceve,  or  Preparation,  The, 

355- 
Parcae,    The,    or,    Three    damty 

Destinies  (The  Armilet),  18. 
Parcell-gilt-Poetry,  309. 
Pardon,  344. 
Pardons,  316. 
Parliament  of  Roses  to  JuUa,  The, 

8. 
Parrat,  Upon,  186. 
Parrie,  Sir  George,  Doctor  of  the 

Civill  Law,  To,  322. 
Parsons,  Mistresse  Dorothy,  To, 

186. 
Parsons,  Tomasin,  On,  304. 
Parting,  Upon,  414. 
Parting  Verse,  The,  or  charge  to 

his    supposed    Wife   when   he 

travelled,  174. 
Parting  verse   [to  The  meddow 

verse],  the  feast  there  ended, 

140. 
Paske  a  Draper,  Upon,  142. 
Passenger,  To  the,  270. 
Passion,  163. 

Pastorall  sung  to  the  King,  159- 
Pastorall  upon  the  birth  of  Prince 

Charles,  85. 
Paterhall  Countrey,  To  his,  19- 
Patience  in  Princes,  309. 


Index  of  Titles. 


463 


Patience,  or  Comforts  in  Crosses, 

354- 
Patrick,  a  footman.  Upon,  158. 
Paul,  Upon,  248. 
Peace  not  Permanent,  316. 
Peapes,  Adam,  Upon,  273. 
Pearch,  Upon,  266. 
Peason,  Upon,  275. 
Pemberton,   Sir  Lewis,   A  Pane- 

gerick  to,  146. 
Pembroke  and  Montgomerie,  the 

right  honourable  Philip,  To  the, 

141. 
Penitence,  268,  388. 
Penitencie,  359. 
Pennie,  Upon,  309. 
Perenna,  To,  10,  89,  177,  304,  327. 
Perfume,  The,  102. 
Perilla,  A  sonnet  of,  313. 

His  Protestation  to,  59. 

To,  9. 
Persecutions  profitable,  343. 
Persecutions  purifie,  344. 
Perseverance,  236. 
Peter-penny,  The,  256. 
Petition,  His,  347. 
PhiUis,  To,  to  love,  and  live  with 

him,  192. 
Physitian,  Upon  a,  97. 
Physitians,  226. 
Pievish,  Upon,  156. 
Pillar  of  Fame,  The,  335. 
Pimpe,  Upon,  332. 
Pinkanill-fac'dPainter,Upon,  no. 
Pitie  to  the  prostrate,  199. 
Pittie,  and  punishment,  389. 
Plaudite,  The,  or  end  of  life,  94. 
Pleasures  Pernicious,  327. 
Plots  not  still  prosperous,  331. 
Plunder,  The,  173. 
Poet  hath  lost  his  pipe.  The,  205. 
Poet  loves  a  Mistresse,  but  not  to 

marry,  160. 
Poetrie  his  Pillar,  85. 
Poetry  perpetuates  the  Poet,  265. 
Poets,  218. 

PoUicie  in  Princes,  163. 
Pomander  Bracelet,  The,  13. 
Poore  mans  part.  The,  394. 
Poores  Portion,  The,  376. 
Porter,  Master  Endimion : 

An  Ode  to,  upon  his  Brothers 
death,  72. 

To  the  Honoured,  324. 

To  the  honoured  :  the  Country 
life,  229. 

To  the  Patron  of  Poets,  41. 
Porter,    Endimion,    and   Lycidas 

Herrick,  An  Eclogue  or  Pastoral 

between,  183. 


Portman,  Mistresse,  The  School 
or  Perl  of  Putney,  the  Mistress 
of  all  singular  manners,  326. 

Position  in  the  Hebrew  Divinity 
A,  388. 

Possessions,  241. 

Posting  to  Printing,  314. 

Pot,  ACstresse,  To  the  most  ver- 
tuous,  who  many  times  enter- 
tained him,  94. 

Potentates,  255. 

Potter,  Mistresse  Amie,  To,  274. 

Potter,  Mistresse  Grace,  To  the 
handsome,  307. 

Poverty  and  Riches,  213. 

Poverty  the  greatest  pack,  242. 

Power  and  Peace,  264. 

Power  in  the  people.  The,  138. 

Prat,  On  Poet,  238. 

Pray  and  prosper,  143. 

Prayer,  381.  ^ 

Prayer  for  Absolution,  His,  339. 

Prayers  must  have  Poise,  342. 

Precepts,  187. 

Predestination,  389. 

Prescience,  390. 

Presence  and  Absence,  13. 

Present  Government  grievous,  291. 

Present,  The  :  or.  The  Bag  of  the 
Bee,  100. 

Prevision,  or  Provision,  109. 

Prew,  To  his  Maid,  151,  262. 

Prickles,  Upon,  287. 

Pride  allowable  in  Poets,  194. 

Prig,  Upon,  71,  143. 

Primitite  to  Parents,  The,  226. 

Primrose,  The,  2p8. 

Primroses  fiU'd  with  morning- 
dew.  To,  104. 

Princes  and  Favourites,  255. 

Privacie,  His  wish  to,  258. 

Prognostick,  A,  244. 

Proof  to  no  purpose,  244. 

Psalme  or  Hymne  to  the  Graces, 
A,  260. 

Punchin,  Upon,  273. 

Purgatory,  269. 

Purposes,  215. 

Pusse  and  her  Prentice,  Upon,  260. 

Putrefaction,  163. 

Queene,  To  the,  107. 
Quintell,  The,  306. 

Raggs,  302. 
Rainbow,  The,  139. 
Rainbow,  The :  or  curious  Coven- 
ant, 237. 
Ralph,  Upon,  141,  299. 
Rapine  brings  Ruine,  314. 


464 


Index  of  Titles. 


Reispe,  Upon,  154. 

Reader,  To  tiie  generous,  32. 

Reader,  To  the  soure,  7. 

Readinesse,  275. 

Reape,  Upon,  282. 

Recantation,  His,  100. 

Recompence,  322,  371. 

Regression  spoiles  Resolution,  252. 

Repletion,  298. 

Request  to  tiie  Graces,  A,  290. 

Rest,  311. 

Rest  Refreshes,  292. 

Resurrection,  The,  395. 

Resurrection  possible,  and  prob- 
able, 388. 

Revenge,  292. 

Reverence,  380. 

Reverence  to  Riches,  117. 

Reward  and  punishments,  182. 

Rewards,  139. 

Rex  Tragicus,  398. 

Riches  and  Poverty,  356. 

Richmond  and  Lenox,  Lodwick, 
Duke  of.  To  the  right  gratious 
Prince,  170. 

Right  hand.  The,  394. 

Roaring,  380. 

Robin  Red-brest,  To,  19. 

Rock  of  Rubies,  The:  and  The 
quarrie  of  Pearls,  24. 

Rod,  The,  342. 

Rook,  Upon,  163. 

Roots,  Upon,  162. 

Rosarie,  The,  18. 

Rose,  The,  98,  396. 

Rosemarie  branch.  The,  232. 

Rosemary  and  Bales,  To,  180. 

Roses,  Upon,  25. 

Roses  in  Julias  bosome.  Upon  the, 
249. 

Rules  for  our  reach,  307. 

Rumpe,  Upon,  331. 

Rush,  Upon,  332. 

Sabbaths,  386. 

Sadnesse  of  things  for    Sapho's 

sicknesse,  41. 
Safety  on  the  Shore,  85. 
Safety  to  look  to  ones  selfe,  84. 
Saint  Distaffs  day,  or  the  morrow 

after  Twelfth  day,  315. 
Salutation,  378. 
Sapho,  To,  238,  266,  279,  306. 

Upon,    sweetly    playing,    and 
sweetly  singing,  142. 
Satan,  372. 

Satisfaction  for  sufferings,  276. 
Sauce  for  sorrowes,  333. 
Saviour,  To  his,  354,  357,  399. 

To  his  sweet,  358. 


Saviour,  To  his :  The  New  yeers 

gift,  376. 
Saviours  Sepulcher,  To  his  :    his 

Devotion,  402. 
Saviours    Words,    going    to    the 

Crosse,  His,  400. 
Scar-fire,  The,  21. 
Scarre  in  a  Virgins  Face,  Upon  a, 

180. 
Scobble,  Upon,  44. 
Scriptures,  The  Mounts   of   the, 

381. 
Seeke  and  finde,  311. 
Selden,   M.   John,  To   the   most 

learned,  wise,   and  Arch-Anti- 
quary, 142. 
Sepulcher,  His  coming  to  the,  403. 

His  Offering,  with  the  rest,  at 
the,  402. 
Shame,  no  Statist,  182. 
Shapcott,  Master  Thomas,  Lawyer, 

To  his  peculiar  friend,  168. 
Shark,  Upon,  118. 
Shewbread,  Upon,  161. 
Shift,  Upon,  144. 
Ship-wrack,  212. 
Shooe  tying.  The,  14. 
Shopter,  Upon,  331. 
Short  and  long  both  likes,  163. 
Showre  of  Blossomes,  The,  283. 
Sibb,  Upon,  249. 
Sibilla,  Upon,  203. 
Silence,  341. 
Silken  Snake,  The,  116. 
Silvia,  a  Mistresse,  Upon,  21. 

A  song  upon,  288. 

To,  204,  227,  240,  294. 

To  :  to  wed,  8. 
Sin,  362,  367,  383,  386,  389,  390. 

and  Strife,  362. 

seen,  346. 

severely  punisht,  381. 
Sincerity,  320. 
Single  life  most  secure,  49. 
Sinners,  388. 

Sins  loath'd,  and  yet  lov'd,  362. 
Skinns,  Upon,  156. 
Skoles,  Upon,  226. 
Skrew,  Upon,  149. 
Skurffe,  Upon,  180. 
Slavery,  284. 
Slouch,  Upon,  253. 
Smart,  319. 
Smeaton,  Upon,  240. 
SmeU  of  the  Sacrifice,  The,  250. 
Snare,  an  Usurer,  Upon,  220. 
Sneape,  Upon,  124. 
Soame,  Anne,  To  the  most  fair 

and  lovely  Mistris,  now  Lady 

Abdie,  145. 


Index  of  Titles. 


465 


Soame,     Mr.     Stephen,    To     his 

worthy  Kinsman,  199. 
Soame,  Sir  Tho.,  To  his  Kinsman, 

176. 
Soame,     Sir     William,     To     his 

honoured  kinsman,  131. 
Sobriety  in  Search,  356. 
Society,  275. 
Soft  Musick,  12. 
Some  comfort  in  calamity,  50. 
Song,  A,  254. 

Song  to  the  Maskers,  A,  9. 
Sorrowes,  359. 
Sorrowes  succeed,  18. 
Soule,  The,  393. 
Southwell,  Mistresse  Susanna : 

Upon  her  cheeks,  193. 

Upon  her  eyes,  193. 

Upon  her  feet,  194. 
Southwell,  Sir  Thomas,  and  his 

Ladie,  Epithalamie  to,  53. 
Spalt,  Upon,  211. 
Sparrow,  Upon  the  death  of  his, 

103. 
Speake  in  sesison,  324. 
Spell,  The,  258. 
Spenke,  Upon,  283. 
Spinners,  To  the  little,  164. 
Spokes,  Upon,  305. 
Springs  and  Fountains,  To,  157. 
Spunge,  Upon,  171. 
Spur,  Upon,  330. 
Stafte  and  Rod,  The,  394. 
Star-Song,  The  :    A  Caroll  to  the 

King  ;  sung  at  White-Hall,  367. 
Steame  in  Sacrifice,  22. 
S[tone],   Mrs.   M[ary],   Upon  his 

Kinswoman,  257. 
Stone,  Sir  Richard,  To  his  Hon- 
oured Kinsman,  185. 
Stool-ball,  238. 
Strength  to  support  Soveraignty, 

302. 
Strut,  Upon,  53. 
Stuart,  Bernard,  Dirge  upon  the 

Death    of    the    Right    valiant 

Lord,  89. 
Studies  to  be  supported,  316. 
Succession    of    the    foure    sweet 

months.  The,  23. 
Sudds  a  Laundresse,  Upon,  98. 
Suffer  that  thou  canst  not  shift, 

270. 
Sufferance,  315. 
Sufferings,  393. 
Summe,  The,  and  the  Satisfaction, 

369- 
Supreme  fortune  falls  soonest,  77. 
Surfeits,  286. 
Suspicion  makes  secure,  305. 


Suspition  upon  his  over-much 
familiarity  with  a  Gentle- 
woman, 48. 

Sweetnesse  in  Sacrifice,  22. 

Swetnaham,  M.  Laurence,  To, 
328. 

Sycamores,  To,  158. 

Tap,  Upon,  272. 

Tapers,  384. 

Teage,  Upon,  282. 

Teare  sent  to  her  from  Stanes, 
The,  43. 

Teares,  226,  287,  362,  379. 

Teares  and  Laughter,  241 . 

Teares  are  Tongues,  58. 

Temple,  The,  90. 

Temporall  goods,  387. 

Temptation,  344,  380. 

Temptations,  359,  389. 

Ternarie  of  littles.  A,  upon  a  pip- 
kin of  Jellie  sent  to  a  Lady,  249. 

Thamasis,  His  teares  to,  315. 

Thanksgiving,  348. 

Thanksgiving  to  God,  for  his 
House,  349. 

The  bad  season  makes  the  Poet 
sad,  214. 

The  end  of  his  worke,  334 ;  To 
Crowne  it,  ib. 

The  first  marrs  or  makes,  292. 

The  last  stroke  strike  sure,  237. 

The  more  mighty,  the  more  merci- 
fuU,  321. 

The  present  time  best  pleaseth, 
292. 

The  soul  is  the  salt,  332. 

The  will  makes  the  work,  or  con- 
sent makes  the  Cure,  319. 

Things  mortall  still  mutable,  316. 

Things  of  choice,  long  a  comming, 
264. 

This,  and  the  next  World,  387. 

Three  fatall  Sisters,  341. 

Time,  Upon,  346. 

Tinker's  Song,  The,  320. 

To  all  young  men  that  love,  117. 

To  be  merry,  267. 

To  enjoy  the  Time,  172. 

To  his  friend  to  avoid  contention 
of  words,  287. 

To  his  Saviour,  a  Child ;  a  Present, 
by  a  child,  354. 

To  live  Freely,  171. 

To  live  merrily,  and  to  trust  to 
Good  Verses,  80. 

Tomb-maker,  To  his,  199. 

Tooly,  Upon,  204. 

Tracie,  Upon  his  Spaniell,  302, 

Tracie,  Lady  :  see  Lee. 


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Index  of  'Titles. 


Transfiguratioii,  The,  270. 

Trap,  Upon,  325. 

Treason,  10. 

Trencherman,  Upon,  265. 

Trigg,  Upon,  240. 

Troublesome   times.    Upon    the, 

211. 

True  Friendship,  205. 

True  safety,  244. 

Truggin,  Upon,  283. 

Truth,  287. 

Truth  and  Errour,  316. 

Truth  and  Falsehood,  329. 

Tubbs,  Upon,  302. 

Tuck,  Upon,  238. 

Tulips,  To  a  Bed  of,  184. 

Twelfe  night,  or  King  and  Queene, 

317- 
Twilight,  278,  319. 
Two  Things  Odious,  10. 
Tythe,  The  :   To  the  Bride,  208. 

Ultimus  Heroum,  301. 

Umber,  Upon,  205. 

Upon  a  black  Twist,  rounding  the 

Arme  of  the  Countesse  of  CmUIc, 

64. 
Upon  a  Cherrystone  sent  to  the 

tip  of  the  lady  Jemmonia  Wal- 

graves  eare,  417. 
Upon  a  Lady  faire,  but  fruitlesse, 

180. 
Upon  an  old  man  a  Residenciarie, 

226. 
Upon  a  young  mother  of  many 

children,  58. 
Upon    one    who    said    she    was 

alwayes  young,  173. 
Up  tailes  all,  247. 
Urles,  Upon,  207. 
Ursley,  Upon,  197. 
Ursly,  Madam,  Upon,  232. 

Valentine,  To  his,  on  S.  Valentines 

day,  149. 
Venus,  A  vow  to,  313. 

A  short  hymne  to,  136. 
Venus  and  Cupid,  A  Hymne  to, 

138. 
Verses,  264. 

To  his,  218. 

Upon  his,  236. 
Vertiie,  121. 
Vertue  best  united,  254. 
Vertue  is  sensible  of  suffering,  60. 
Villars,     Lady    Mary,    To    the, 

Governesse    to    the    Princesse 

Henretta,  137. 
Vine,  The,  16. 
Vineger,  Upon,  301. 


Violets,  To,  83. 

Virgin,  An  Epitaph  upon  a,  170. 

Upon  a,  289. 

Upon  a  Virgin  kissing  a  Rose,  5 1 . 
Virgin  Mary,  The,  384,  385. 
Virgins,  To,  120. 

To  the,  to  make  much  of  Time, 
84. 
Vision,  The,  51,  313. 
Voice  and  Violl,  The,  331. 
Vulcan,  To,  214. 

Wages,  380. 

Wake,  The,  255. 

Want,  239,  288. 

Warr,   Mr.   J.,   Upon  the  much 

lamented,  48. 
Warre,  331. 
Wassaile,  The,  178. 
Watch,  The,  202. 
Water  N3rmphs,  drinking  at  the 

Fountain,  To  the,  185. 
Way  in  a  crowd,  zoo. 
Way,  The,  372. 
Weaknesse  in  woes.  His,  169. 
Weare,  M.  John,  Councellour,  To 

his  honoured  friend,  201. 
Weeping  Cherry,  The,  12. 
Welcome  to  Sack,  The,  77. 
Welcome  what  comes,  353. 
Western  wind.  To  the,  103. 
Westmerland,  Earle  of.  To  the,  40. 
Westmorland,  the  right  Honour- 
able Mildmay,  Earle  of.  To,  loi, 

172. 
What  God  is,  340. 
What  kind  of  Mistresse  he  would 

have,  232. 
Wheeler,  Mistresse  Eliza, : 

A  Dialogue  betwixt  himselfe 
and,  under  the  name  of 
Amarillis,  323. 

Under  the  name  of  Amarillis,  46. 

Under   the  name  of  the  lost 
Shepardesse,  106. 
Wheeler,  Mrs.  Penelope,  To  his 

Kinswoman,  188,  189. 
When  he  would  have  his  verses 

read,  7. 
Whips,  343. 
White  Island :    or  place  of  the 

Blest,  The,  376. 
Why  Flowers  change  colour,  15. 
Wicks,  M.  John : 

A  Paranaeticall,  or  Advisive 
Verse,  to  his  Mend,  233. 

His  age,  dedicated  to,  132. 

To  his  peculiar  friend,  321. 
Widdowes  teares,  The  :  or.  Dirge 

of  Dorcas,  373. 


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Wife  that  dyed  mad  with  Jealousie, 

Upon  a,  52. 
Will  the  cause  of  Woe,  The,  370. 
Willan,  M.  Leonard,  To,  his  pecu- 
liar friend,  298. 
Willand,  Mistresse  Mary,  To,  191. 
Willow  Garland,  The,  161. 
Willow-tree,  To  the,  106. 
Winding-sheet,  His,  189. 
Wingfield,   Master  John,  To  his 

Brother  in  Law,  210. 
Wish,  His,  59,  294. 
Wit  punisht,  prospers  most,  317. 
Woman : 

The  Description  of  a,  404. 

Upon  an  old,  266. 
Woman  and  Mary,  Upon,  386. 
Women : 

A  Defence  for,  283. 

In  praise  of,  250.  w^ 


Women : 

No  fault  in,  \\%.^^^ 

To  :  to  hide  their  teeth,  if  they 
be  rotten  or  rusty,  250. 

Upon  some,  76.  ■— 

Uselesse,  297,1 

Wounded  Heart,  The,  10. 
Wrinkles,  Upon,  143. 
Writing,  27s. 

Yew  and  Cypresse,  To  the,  to 
grace  his  Funerall,  iii. 

Yorke,  Duke  of.  The  Poets  good 
wishes  for  the  most  hopef ull  and 
handsome  Prince,  the,  108. 

Youth,  and  Age,  383. 

Youth,  To,  228. 

Zeal  required  in  Love,  31. 
Zelot,  Upon,  232. 


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INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


A  bachelour  I  will ..... 

A  Christall  VioU  Cupid  brought 

A  funerall  stone     ..... 

A  golden  Flie  once  shew'd  to  me 

A  Gyges  Ring  they  beare  about  them  still 

A  Just  man's  like  a  Rock  that  turnes  the  lyroth 

A  little  mushroome  table  spred 

A  little  Saint  best  fits  a  little  Shrine 

A  long-lifes-day  I've  taken  paines    . 

A  man  prepar'd  against  all  ills  to  come    . 

A  mans  transgression  God  do's  then  remit 

A  master  of  a  house  (as  I  have  read) 

A  prayer,  that  is  said  alone     . 

A  rowle  of  Parchment  Clunn  about  him  beares 

A  sweet  disorder  in  the  dresse 

A  wanton  and  lascivious  eye  . 

A  way  enchac't  with  glasse  &  beads 

A  wearied  Pilgrim,  I  have  wandred  here  . 

A  willow  Garland  thou  did'st  send  . 

About  the  sweet  bag  of  a  Bee . 

Abundant  plagues  I  late  have  had  . 

Adverse  and  prosperous  Fortunes  both  work  on 

Adver.sity  hurts  none,  but  onely  such 

Afflictions  bring  us  joy  in  times  to  come  . 

Afflictions  they  most  profitable  are  . 

After  the  Feast  (my  Shapcot)  see 

After  the  rare  Arch-Poet  Johnson  dy'd   . 

After  this  life,  the  wages  shall 

After  thy  labour  take  thine  ease 

After  true  sorrow  for  our  sinnes,  our  strife 

Against  diseases  here  the  strongest  fence 

Ah  Ben  ! 

Ah  Biancha  1  now  I  see. 

Ah,  cruell  Love  1  must  I  endure 

Ah  !  Lycidas,  come  tell  me  why 

Ah  my  Anthea  !    Must  my  heart  still  break  ? 

Ah  my  Perilla  !  do'st  thou  grieve  to  see   . 

Ah  Posthumus  I    Our  yeares  hence  flye 

Ai  me  !  I  love,  give  him  your  hand  to  kisse 

Alas  I  can't,  for  tell  me  how  . 

All  are  not  ill  Plots,  that  doe  sometimes  faile 

All  has  been  plundered  from  me,  but  my  wit 

All  I  have  lost,  that  co'd  be  rapt  from  me 

All  things  are  open  to  these  two  events    . 

All  things  decay  with  Time  :  The  Forrest  sees 

All  things  o'r-rul'd  are  here  by  Chance     . 

All  tilings  subjected  are  to  Fate 

Along,  come  along  .... 

Along  the  dark,  and  silent  night 

Although  our  suffering  meet  with  no  reli^fe 

Although  we  cannot  turne  the  fervent  fit . 

Am  I  despis'd,  because  you  say 


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Among  disasters  that  discention  brings     . 

Among  the  Mirths,  as  I  walkt 

Among  these  Tempests  great  and  manifold 

Among  thy  Fancies,  tell  me  this 

An  old,  old  widow  Greedy  needs  wo'd  wed 

And  as  time  past  when  Cato  the  Severe    . 

And  Cruell  Maid,  because  I  see 

And  must  we  part,  because  some  say 

Angells  are  called  Gods  ;  yet  of  them,  none 

Angry  if  Irene  be  . 

Anthea  bade  me  tye  her  shooe 

Anthea  I  am  going  hence         .  ... 

Anthea  laught,  and  fearing  lest  excesse 

Apollo  sings,  his  harpe  resounds  ;  give  rpome 

Art  quickens  Nature  ;  Care  will  make  a  face 

Art  thou  not  destin'd  ?.  then,  with  hast,  go  on 

As  Gilly  flowers  do  but  stay    ... 

As  in  our  clothes,,  so  likewise  he  who  lookes 

As  is  your  name,  so  is  your  comely  face    . 

As  Julia  once  a-slumb'ring  lay 

As  lately  I  a  Garland  bound    . 

As  many  Lawes  and  Lawyers  do  expresse 

As  my  Uttle  Pot  doth  boyle    . 

As  oft  as  Night  is  banish' d  by  the  Morne 

As  shews  the  Aire,  when  with  a  Rain-bow  grac'd 

As  Sun-beames  pierce  the  glasse,  and  streaming  in 

As  thou  deserv'st,  be  proud  ;  then  gladly  let     . 

As  wearied  Pilgrims,  once  possest    ... 

Aske  me  what  hunger  is,  and  He  reply 

Aske  me,  why  I  do  not  sing    .... 

Aske  me  why  I  send  you  here 

At  Draw-Gloves  we'l  play        .... 

At  my  homely  Country-seat    .... 

At  Post  and  Paire,  or  Slam,  Tom  Tuck  would  play 

At  Stool-ball,  Lucia,  let  us  play 

Attempt  the  end,  and  never  stand  to  doubt 

Away  with  silks,  away  .with  Lawn   . 

Bacchus,  let  me  drink  no  more 

Bad  are  all  surfeits  ;  but  Physitians  call  . 

Bad  are  the  times.     Sil.  And  wors  then  they  are  we 

Barre  close  as  you  can,  and  bolt  fast  too  your  doore 

Batt  he  gets  children,  not  for  love  to  reare  'em  . 

Be  bold  my  Booke,  nor  be  abasht,  or  feare 

Be  not  dismaide,  though  crosses  cast  thee  downe 

Be  not  proud,  but  now  encline 

Be  the  Mistresse  of  my.  choice 

Be  those  few  hours,  which  I  have  yet  to  spend 

Beauti's  no  other  but  a  lovely  Grace 

Beauty,  no  other  thing  is,  then  a  Beame  . 

Before  Mans  fall,  the  Rose  was  born 

Before  the  Press  scarce  one  co'd  see 

Begin  to  charme,  and  as  thou  stroak'st  mine  eares 

Begin  with  a  kisse  ..... 

Beginne  with  Jove  ;  then  is  the  worke  halfe  done 

Bell-man  of  Night,  if  I  about  shall  go 

Besides  us  two,  i'  th'  Templ^  here's  not  one 

Biancha,  Let  ..... 

Bice  laughs,  when  no  man  speaks  ;  and, doth  protect 


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Bid  me  to  live,  and  I  will  live 

Bind  me  but  to  thee  with  thine  haire 

Blanch  swears  her  Husband's  lovely  ;  when  a  scald 

Blessings,  in  abundance  come 

Blisse  (last  night  drunk)  did  kisse  his  mothers  knee 

Boreman  takes  tole,  cheats,  flatters,  lyes,  yet  Boreman 

Born  I  was  to  be  old 

Borne  I  was  to  meet  with  Age 

Both  you  two  have 

Break  off  Delay,  since  we  but  read  of  one 

Breathe,  Julia,  breathe,  and  lie  protest 

Bright  Tulips,  we  do  know 

Bring  me  my  Rose-buds,  Drawer  come 

Bring  the  holy  crust  of  Bread. 

Brisk  methinks  I  am,  and  fine 

Broomsted  a  lamenesse  got  by  cold  and  Beere   . 

Brown  bread  Tom  Pennie  eates,  and  must  of  right 

Buggins  is  Drunke  all  night,  all  day  he  sleepes' . 

Bungie  do's  fast ;  looks  pale  ;  puts  Sack-cloth  on 

Burne,  or  drowne  me,  choose  ye  whether  - 

Bt*rr  is  a  smell-feast,  and  a  man  alone 

But  borne,  and  like  a  short  Delight . 

By  Dream  I  saw,  one  of  the  three    . 

By  houres  we  all  live  here,  in  Heaven  is  known 

By  so  much,  vertue  is  the  lesse 

By  the  next  kindling  of  the  day 

By  the  weak'st  mean  things  mighty  are  o'rethrown 

By  those  soft  Tods  of  wooll     .... 

By  Time,  and  Counsell,  doe  the  best  we  can 

Call  me  no  more     ...... 

Can  I  not  come  to  Thee,  my  God,  for  these 

Can  I  not  sin,  but  thou  wilt  be        .         .         . 

Care  keepes  the  Conquest  ;  'tis  no  lesse  renowne 

Case  is  a  Lawyer,  that  near  pleads  alone  . 

Center  is  known  weak  sighted,  and  he  sells 

Charm  me  asleep,  and  melt  me  so    . 

Charms,  that  call  down  the  moon  from  out  her  sphere 

Charon,  O  Charon,  draw  thy  Boat  to  th'  Shore  . 

Charon  I  O  gentle  Charon  !  let  me  wooe  thee    . 

Cherrie-Ripe,  Ripe,  Ripe,  I  cry 

Choose  me  your  Valentine        .... 

Christ,  He  requires  still,  wheresoere  He  comes  . 
Christ,  I  have  read,  did  to  His  Chaplains  say    . 
Christ  never  did  so  great  a  work,  but  there 
Christ  took  our  Nature  on  Him,  not  that  He     . 
Christ  was  not  sad,  i'th  garden,  for  His  own 
Christ,  when  He  hung  the  dreadfuU  Crosse  upon 
Cleere  are  her  eyes  ..... 

Close  keep  your  lips,  if  that  you  meane    . 

Cob  clouts  bis  shooes,  and  as  the  story  tells 

Coch  calls  his  Wife  his  Hen  :  when  Cock  goes  too't 

Come  and  let's  in  solemn  wise 

Come  Anthea,  know  thou  this  . 

Come  Anthea  let  us  two  . 

Come  blithefuU  Neatherds,  let  us  lay 

Come,  bring  with  a  noise 

Come  bring  your  sampler,  and  with  Art 

Come  come  away  .... 


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Come  down,  and  dance  ye  in  the  toyle 

Come  guard  this  night  the  Christmas-Pie  . 

Come,  leave  this  loathed  Country-life,  and  then 

Come  pitie  us,  all  ye,  who  see  .... 

Come  sit  we  by  the  fires  side  .... 

Come  sit  we  under  yonder  Tree 

Come,  skilfuU  Lupo,  now,  and  take  . 

Come  Sons  of  Summer,  by  whose  toile 

Come  then,  and  like  two  Doves  with  silv'rie  wings 

Come  thou  not  neere  those  men,  who  are  like  Bread 

Come  thou,  who  art  the  Wine,  and  wit     . 

Come  to  me  God  ;  but  do  not  come 

Come  with  the  Spring-time,  forth  Fair  Maid,  and  be 

Comely  Acts  well ;  and  when  he  speaks  his  part 

Command  the  Roofe  great  Genius,  and  from  thence 

Confession  twofold  is  (as  Austine  says) 

Conformity  gives  comelinesse  to  things     . 

Conformity  was  ever  knowne  .... 

Conquer  we  shall,  but  we  must  first  contend 

Consider  sorrowes,  how  they  are  aright     . 

Consult  ere  thou  begin'st,  that  done,  go  on 

Crab  faces  gownes  with  sundry  Furres  ;  'tis  known 

Craw  cracfa  in  sirrop  ;  and  do's  stinking  say     . 

Crooked  you  are,  but  that  dislikes  not  me 

Cuffe  comes  to  Church  much  ;  but  he  keeps  his  bed 

Cupid  as  he  lay  among  ..... 

Curse  not  the  mice,  no  grist  of  thine  they  eat    . 

Cynthius  pluck  ye  by  the  eare 

Dark  and  dull  night,  flie  hence  away 
Dead  falls  the  Cause,  if  once  the  Hand  be  mute 
Dean-bourn,  farewell ;  I  never  look  to  see 
Deare  Perenna,  prethee  come  .... 

Deare,  though  to  part  it  be  a  Hell   . 

Dearest  of  thousands,  now  the  time  drawes  neere 

Deer  God      ....... 

Despaire  takes  heart,  when  ther's  no  hope  to  speed 
Dew  sate  on  Julia's  haire        .... 

Did  I  or  love,  or  could  I  others  draw 

Die  ere  long  I'm  sure,  I  shall  .... 

Discreet  and  prudent  we  that  Discord  call 

Display  thy  breasts,  my  Julia,  there  let  me 

Do  with  me,  God  I  as  Thou  didst  deal  with  John 

Do's  Fortune  rend  thee  ?    Beare  with  thy  hard  Fate  . 

Doll  she  so  soone  began  the  wanton  trade 

Down  with  the  Rosemary  and  Bayes 

Down  with  the  Rosemary,  and  so    . 

Dread  not  the  shackles  :  on  with  thine  intent   . 

Drink  Wine,  and  live  here  bUthefuU,  while  ye  may 

Drinke  up     ....■•  • 

Droop,  droop  no  more,  or  hang  the  head  . 
Drowning,  drowning,  I  espie   .... 

Dry  your  sweet  cheek,  long  drown'd  with  sorrows  raine 
Dull  to  my  selfe,  and  almost  dead  to  these 
Dundrige  his  Issue  hath ;  but  is  not  styl'd 

Each  must,  in  vertne,  strive  for  to  excell . 

Eaten  I  have  ;  and  though  I  had  good  cheere  . 

Eeles  winds  and  turnes,  and  cheats  and  steales  ;  yet  Eeks 


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E'ene  all  Religious  courses  to  be  rich 

Empires  of  Kings,  are  now,  and  ever  were 

End  now  the  White-loafe,  &  the  Pye 

Ere  I  goe  hence  and  bee  noe  more   . 

Every  time  seemes  short  to  be 

Evill  no  Nature  hath ;  the  losse  of  good 

Examples  lead  us,  and  wee  likely  see 

Excesse  is  sluttish  :  keepe  the  meane  ;  for  why  ? 

Fain  would  I  kiss  my  Julia's  dainty  Leg 

Faire  and  foule  dayes  trip  Crosse  and  Pile  ;  The  faire 

Faire  Dafiadills,  we  weep  to  see 

Faire  pledges  of  a  fruitfuU  Tree 

Faire  was  the  Dawne  ;  and  but  e'ne  now  the  Skies 

Faith  is  a  thing  that's  four-square  ;  let  it  fall    . 

Fames  pillar  here,  at  last,  we  set 

Farewell  thou  Thing,  time-past  so  knowne,  so  deare 

Fat  be  my  Hinde  ;  unlearned  be  my  wife 

Feacie  (some  say)  doth  wash  her  clothes  i'th'  Lie 

Fie,  (quoth  my  Lady)  what  a  stink  is  here  ? 

Fight  thou  with  shafts  of  silver,  and  o'rcome    . 

Fill  me  a  mighty  Bowie  ..... 

Fill  me  my  Wine  in  Christall ;  thus,  and  thus  . 

First,  April,  she  with  mellow  showrs 

First,  for  Efiusioiis  due  unto  the  dead 

First,  for  your  shape,  the  curious  cannot  shew  . 

First,  Jollies  wife  is  lame  ;  then  next,  loose-hipt 

First,  may  the  hand  of  bounty  bring 

First  ofier  Incense,  then  thy  field  and  meads     . 

Fled  are  the  Frosts,  and  now  the  Fields  appeare 

Flood,  if  he  has  for  him  and  his  a  bit 

Fly  hence.  Pale  Care,  noe  more  remember 

Fly  me  not,  though  I  be  gray  .... 

Fly  to  my  Mistresse,  pretty  pilfring  Bee  . 

Fold  now  thine  armes  ;  and  hang  the  head 

Fone  sayes,  those  mighty  whiskers  he  do's  weare 

Fooles  are  they,  who  never  know     . 

For  a  kisse  or  two,  confesse     .         .         . 

For  all  our  workes,  a  recompence  is  sure  . 

For  all  thy  many  courtesies  to  me   . 

For  being  comely,  consonant,  and  free 

For  brave  comportment,  wit  without  offence     . 

For  civill,  cleane,  and  circumcised  wit 

For  each  one  Body,  that  i'th  earth  is  sowne 

For  my  embalming,  Julia,  do  but  this 

For  my  neighbour  lie  not  know 

For  my  part,  I  never  care       .... 

For  one  so  rarely  tun'd  to  fit  all  parts 

For  punishment  in  warre,  it  will  suffice    . 

For  ropes  of  pearle,  first  Madam  Ursly  showes  . 

For  second  course,  last  night,  a  Custard  came  . 

For  sport  my  Julia  threw  a  Lace     . 

For  these  Transgressions  which  thou  here  dost  see 

For  thirty  yeares,  Tubhs  has  been  proud  and  poor 

For  Those  my  unbaptized  Rhimes  . 

For  truth  I  may  this  sentence  tell    . 

Fortune  did  never  favour  one 

Fortune  no  higher  Project  can  devise 

Fortune's  a  blind  profuser  of  her  own 


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Franck  ne'r  wore  silk  she  sweares  ;  but  I  reply 

Franck  wo'd  go  scoure  her  teeth  ;  and  setting  to't 

Fresh  strowings  allow     .... 

FroUick  Virgins  once  these  were 

From  me  my  Silvia  ranne  away       . 

From  noise  of  Scare-fires  rest  ye  free 

From  the  dull  confines  of  the  drooping  West 

From  the  Temple  to  your  home 

From  this  bleeding  hand  of  mine 

Gather  ye  Rose-buds  while  ye  may  . 

Get  up,  get  up  for  shame,  the  Blooming  Mome 

Give  house-roome  to  the  best ;  'Tis  never  known 

Give,  if  thou  canst,  an  Almes  ;  if  not,  afiord 

Give  me  a  Cell 

Give  me  a  man  that  is  not  dull 

Give  me  a  reason  why  men  call 

Give  me  Honours  :  what  are  these 

Give  me  one  kisse  . 

Give  me  that  man,  that  dares  bestride 

Give  me  the  food  that  satisfies  a  Guest     . 

Give  me  wine,  and  give  me  meate    . 

Give  unto  all,  lest  he,  whom  thou  deni'st . 

Give  Want  her  welcome  if  she  comes  ;  we  find 

Give  way,  and  be  ye  ravisht  by  the  Sun  . 

Give  way,  give  way,  now,  now  my  Charles  shines  here 

Give  way,  give  way  ye  Gates,  and  win 

Glasco  had  none,  but  now  some  teeth  has  got 

Glasse,  out  of  deepe,  and  out  of  desp'rate  want 

Glide,  gentle  streams,  and  beare 

Glory  be  to  the  Graces-  .       ■  . 

Glory  no  other  thing  is  {Tullie  sayes) 

Goe  happy  Rose,  and  enterwove 

Go  hence,  and  with  this  parting  kisse 

Goe  hence  away,  and  in  thy  parting  know 

Go  I  must ;  when  I  am  gone  . 

Go  on  brave  Hopton,  to  efiectuate  that     . 

Goe,  perjur'd  man  ;  and  if  thou  ere  return 

Go  prettie  child,  and  beare  this  Flower     . 

Goe  thou  forth  my  booke,  though  late 

Go  wooe  young  Charles  no  more  to  looke 

God,  as  He  is  most  Holy  knowne     . 

God,  as  He's  potent,  so  He's  likewise  known 

God  (as  the  learned  Damascen  doth  write) 

God  bought  man  here  with  his  hearts  blood  expence 

God  can  do  all  things,  save  but  what  are  known 

God  can't  be  wrathfull ;  but  we  may  conclude 

God  co'd  have  made  all  rich,  or  all  men  poore 

God  did  forbid  the  Israelites,  to  bring 

God  doth  embrace  the  good  with  love  ;  &  gaines 

God  doth  not  promise  here  to  man,  that  He 

God  from  our  eyes  all  teares  hereafter  wipes 

God  gives  not  onely  come,  for  need 

God  gives  to  none  so  absolute  an  Ease 

God  had  but  one  Son  free  from  sin  ;  but  none 

God  has  a  Right  Hand,  but  is  quite  bereft 

God  has  foure  heyes,  which  He  reserves  alone 

God  has  his  whips  here  to  a  twofold  end  . 

God  hates  the  Duatt  Number  ;  being  known 


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God  hath  this  world  for  many  made ;  'tis  true  . 

God  hath  two  wings,  wliich  He  doth  ever  move 

God  He  refuseth  no  man  ;  but  makes  Way 

God  He  rejects  all  Prayers  that  are  sleight 

God  heares  us  when  we  pray,  but  yet  defers 

God  hides  from  man  the  reck'ning  Day,  that  He 

God  in  His  own  Day  will  be  then  severe 

God,  in  the  holy  Tongue,  they  call    . 

God  is  above  the  sphere  of  our  esteem 

God  is  all  fore-part ;  for,  we  never  see 

God  is  all-present  to  what  e're  we  do 

God  is  all-sufierance  here  ;  here  He  doth  show  . 

God,  is  His  Name  of  Nature  ;  but  that  word     . 

God  is  Jehovah  cal'd  ;  which  name  of  His 

God  is  more  here,  then  in  another  place   . 

God  is  not  onely  mercifull,  to  call    . 

God  is  not  onely  said  to  be     . 

God  is  so  potent,  as  His  Power  can 

God  is  then  said  for  to  descend,  when  He 

God  loads,  and  unloads,  (thus  His  work  begins) 

God  makes  not  good  men  wantons,  but  doth  bring 

God  n'ere  a£Sicts  us  more  then  our  desert 

God  on  our  Youth  bestowes  but  little  ease 

God  pardons  those,  who  do  through  frailty  sin  . 

God  scourgeth  some  severely,  some  He  spares  . 

God  still  rewards  us  more  then  our  desert 

God  strikes  His  Church,  but  'tis  to  this  intent  . 

God  suffers  not  His  Saints,  and  Servants  deere  . 

God  tempteth  no  one  (as  S.  Aug'stine  saith) 

God  then  confounds  mans  face,  when  He  not  hears 

God  !  to  my  little  meale  and  oyle    . 

God  when  for  sin  He  makes  His  Children  smart 

God  when  He's  angry  here  with  any  one  . 

God  when  He  takes  my  goods  and  chattels  hence 

God,  who  me  gives  a  will  for  to  repent 

God,  who's  in  Heav'n,  will  hear  from  thence     . 

God  will  have  all,  or  none  ;  serve  Him,  or  fall  . 

Gods  boundlesse  mercy  is  (to  sinfuU  man) 

Gods  Bounty,  that  ebbs  lesse  and  lesse     . 

God's  evident,  and  may  be  said  to  be 

Gods  Grace  deserves  here  to  be  daily  fed  . 

Gods  Hands  are  round,  &  smooth,  that  gifts  may  fall 

Gods  Prescience  makes  none  sinfull ;  but  th'  offence 

God's  present  ev'ry  where  ;  but  most  of  all 

Gods  Rod  doth  watch  while  men  do  sleep  ;  &  then 

God's  said  our  hearts  to  harden  then 

God's  said  to  dwell  there,  wheresoever  He 

God's  said  to  leave  this  place,  and  for  to  come 

God's  undivided.  One  in  Persons  Three 

Goddesse,  I  begin  an  Art 

Goddesse,  1  do  love  a.  Giile 

Goddesse  of  Youth,  and  Lady  of  the  Spring 

Goes  the  world  now,  it  will  with  thee  goe  hard 

Gold  I  have  none,  but  I  present  my  need 

Gold  I've  none,  for  use  or  show 

Gold  serves  for  Tribute  to  the  King  . 

Gone  she  is  a  long,  long  way  . 

Good  and  great  God  I    How  sho'd  I  feare  , 

Good  day,  MirtUlo.    Mirt.  And  to  you  no  lesse 


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Good  morrow  to  the  Day  so  fair 

Good  Precepts  we  must  firmly  hold 

Good  princes  must  be  pray'd  for  :  for  the  bad 

Good  speed,  for  I  this  day       ... 

Grood  things,  that  come  of  course,  far  lesse  doe  please 

Great  Cities  seldome  rest :  If  there  be  none 

Great  men  by  small  meanes  oft  are  overthrown 

Grow  for  two  ends,  it  matters  not  at  all  . 

Grow  up  in  Beauty,  as  thou  do'st  begin    . 

Groynes,  for  his  fleshly  Burglary  of  late     . 

Griibs  loves  his  Wife  and  Children,  while  that  they 

Grudgings  turnes  bread  to  stones,  when  to  the  Poore  , 

Gryll  eates,  but  ne're  sayes  Grace  ;  To  speak  the  troth 

Gubbs  calls  his  children  Kitlings  :  and  wo'd  bound 

GiMsse  cuts  his  shooes,  and  limping,  goes  about 

Haile  holy,  and  all-honour' d  Tomb  . 

Hanch,  since  he  (lately)  did  interre  his  wife 

Hang  up  Hooks,  and  Sheers  to  scare 

Hansome  you  are,  and  Proper  you  will  be 

Happily  I  had  a  sight     ..... 

Happy's  that  man,  to  whom  God  gives     . 

Hard  are  the  two  first  staires  unto  a  Crowne 

Hast  thou  attempted  greatnesse  ?  then  go  on   . 

Hast  thou  begun  an  act  ?  ne're  then  give  o're  . 

Haste  is  unhappy  :  What  we  Rashly  do  . 

Have,  have  ye  no  regard,  all  ye        . 

Have  I  not  blest  Thee  ?     Then  go  forth  ;  nor  fear 

Have  ye  beheld  (with  much  delight) 

He  that  ascended  in  a  cloud,  shall  come    . 

He  that  is  hurt  seeks  help  :  sin  is  the  wound 

He  that  may  sin,  sins  least ;  Leave  to  transgresse 

He  that  will  live  of  all  cares  dispossest 

He  that  will  not  love,  must  be  .         .  . 

He  who  commends  the  vanquisht,  speaks  the  Power 

He,  who  has  sufier'd  Ship-wrack,  feares  to  saile 

He  who  wears  Blacks,  and  mournes  not  for  the  Dead 

Health  is  no  other  (as  the  learned  hold)    . 

Health  is  the  first  good  lent  to  men 

Heare  ye  Virgins,  and  lie  teach 

Heav'n  is  most  faire  ;  but  fairer  He 

Heaven  is  not  given  for  our  good  works  here 

Hell  is  no  other,  but  a  soundlesse  pit 

Hell  is  the  place  where  whipping-cheer  abounds 

Helpe  me  !  helpe  me  !  now  I  call     . 

Help  me,  Julia,  for  to  pray     . 

Hence  a  blessed  soule  is  fled    . 

Hence,  hence,  profane ;  soft  silence  let  us  have 

Hence,  hence  prophane,  and  none  appeare 

Hence  they  have  born  my  Lord  :  Behold  !  the  Stone 

Her  Eyes  the  Glow-worme  lend  thee 

Her  pretty  feet     .... 

Here  a  little  child  I  stand 

Here  a  pretty  Baby  lies  . 

Here  a  solemne  Fast  we  keepe 

Here  down  my  wearyed  limbs  He  lay 

Here,  here  I  live    .... 

Here,  here  I  live  with  what  my  Board 

Here  I  my  selfe  might  likewise  die  . 


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Here  lies  a  Virgin,  and  as  sweet 

Here  lyes  Johnson  with  the  rest 

Here  she  lies,  a  pretty  bud 

Here  she  lyes  (in  Bed  of  Spice) 

Here  we  are  aU,  by  day ;  By  night  w'are  hurl'd 

Here  we  securely  Uve,  and  eate 

Hog  has  a  place  i'th'  Kitchen,  and  his  share 

Holy-Rood  come  forth  and  shield 

Holy  Water  come  and  bring    . 

Holy  waters  hither  bring 

Honour  thy  Parents  ;  but  good  manners  call 

Honour  to  you  who  sit  . 

Home  sells  to  others  teeth  ;  but  has  not  one 

How  am  I  bound  to  Two  !  God,  who  doth  give 

How  am  I  ravisht !    When  I  do  but  see   . 

How  can  I  choose  but  love,  and  follow  her 

How  co'd  Luke  Smeaton  weare  a  shoe,  or  boot 

How  dull  and  dead  are  books,  that  cannot  show 

How  fierce  was  I,  when  I  did  see 

How  long,  Perenna,  wilt  thou  see     . 

How  Love  came  in,  I  do  not  know  . 

How  rich  a  man  is,  all  desire  to  know 

How  rich  and  pleasing  thou  my  Julia  art 

How  well  contented  in  this  private  Grange 

Humble  we  must  be,  if  to  Heaven  we  go  . 

Huncks  ha's  no  money  (he  do's  sweare,  or  say) 

I  a  Dirge  will  pen  for  thee     . . 

I  abhor  the  slimie  kisse  .... 

I  am  holy,  while  I  stand 

I  am  of  all  bereft  .         . 

I  am  Sive-like,  and  can  hold   . 

I  am  zeallesse,  prethee  pray    . 

I  askt  my  Lucia  but  a  kisse    . 

I  ask't  thee  oft,  what  Poets  thou  hast  read 

I  beginne  to  waine  in  sight 

I  brake  thy  Bracelet  'gainst  my  will 

I  bring  ye  Love.    Quest.  What  will  love  do  ? 

I  burn,  I  bum  ;  and  beg  of  you 

I  call,  I  call,  who  doe  ye  call  ? 

I  can  but  name  thee,  and  metbinks  I  call 

I  cannot  love,  as  I  have  lov'd  before 

I  cannot  pipe  as  I  was  wont  to  do   . 

I  cannot  suifer  ;  And  in  this,  my  part 

I  co'd  but  see  thee  yesterday  . 

I  co'd  never  love  indeed 

I  could  wish  you  all,  who  love 

I  crawle,  I  creep  ;  my  Christ,  I  come 

I  dare  not  ask  a  kisse 

I  disUkt  but  even  now    . 

I  do  believe,  that  die  I  must 

I  doe  love  I  know  not  what 

I  do  not  love,  nor  can  it  be 

I  do  not  love  to  wed 

I  dream'd  this  mortal  part  of  mine  . 

I  dream'd  we  both  were  in  a  bed     , 

I  dreamt,  last  night,  Thou  didst  transfuse 

I  dreamt  the  Roses  one  time  went  . 

I  feare  no  Earthly  Powers 


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I  freeze,  I  freeze,  and  nothing  dwels 

I  have  a  leaden,  thou  a  shaft  of  gold 

I  have  been  wanton,  and  too  bold  I  feare 

I  haue  behelde  two  louers  in  a  night 

I  have  lost,  and  lately,  these  . 

I  have  my  Laurel  Chaplet  on  my  head 

I  have  seen  many  Maidens  to  have  haire  . 

I  heard  ye  co'd  coole  heat ;  and  came 

I  held  Love's  head  while  it  did  ake  . 

I  lately  fri'd,  but  now  behold  . 

I  make  no  haste  to  have  my  Kumbers  read 

I  must ....... 

I  plaid  with  Love,  as  with  the  fire    . 

I  prest  my  Julia's  lips,  and  in  the  kisse    . 

I  saw  a  Cherry  weep,  and  why  ? 

I  saw  a  Flie  within  a  Beade    . 

I  saw  about  her  spotlesse  wrist 

I  send,  I  send  here  my  supremest  kiss 

I  sing  of  Brooks,  of  Blossomes,  Birds,  and  Bowers 

I  sing  thy  praise  lacchus 

I  who  have  favour'd  many,  come  to  be    . 

I  will  be  short,  and  having  quickly  hurl'd 

I  will  confesse        ..... 

I  will  no  longer  kiss        .... 

I  would  to  God,  that  mine  old  age  might  have 
I'le  come,  I'le  creep,  (though  Thou  dost  threat) 
He  come  to  thee  in  all  those  shapes  . 
I'le  doe  my  best  to  win,  when' ere  I  wooe 
He  get  me  hence    .... 

I'le  hope  no  more  .... 

He  sing  no  more,  nor  will  I  longer  write 

rie  to  thee  a  Simnell  bring 

He  write,  because  He  give 

H'e  write  no  more  of  Love  ;  but  now  repent 

I'm  free  from  thee  ;  and  thou  no  more  shalt  heare 

I'm  sick  of  Love  ;  O  let  me  lie 

I've  paid  Thee,  what  I  promis'd  ;  that's  not  All 

If  Accusation  onely  can  draw  blood 

If  after  rude  and  boystrous  seas 

If  all  transgressions  here  should  have  their  pay 

If  any  thing  delight  me  for  to  print 

If  deare  Anthea,  my  hard  fate  it  be  . 

If  felt  and  heard,  (unseen)  thou  dost  me  please 

If  hap  it  must,  that  I  must  see  thee  lye    . 

If  I  dare  write  to  You,  my  Lord,  who  are 

If  I  have  plaid  the  Truant,  or  have  here  . 

If  I  kisse  Anthea's  brest .... 

If  I  lye  unburied  Sir       .... 

If  Kings  and  kingdomes,  once  distracted  be 

If  little  labour,  little  are  our  gaines  . 

If  meat  the  Gods  give,  I  the  steame 

If  Men  can  say  that  beauty  dyes 

If  'mongst  my  many  Poems,  I  can  see 

If  Nature  do  deny ..... 

If  nine  times  you  your  Bride-groome  kisse 
If  so  be  a  Toad  be  laid  .... 

If  that  my  Fate  has  now  fulfill'd  my  yeere 
If  thou  aske  me  (Deare)  wherefore  . 
If  Thou  beest  taken,  God  forbid 


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If  thou  dislik'st  the  Piece  thou  light'st  on  first  . 

If  thou  hast  found  an  honie-combe 

If  warre,  or  want  shall  make  me  grow  so  poore 

If  well  the  Dice  runne,  lets  applaud  the  cast 

If  well  thou  hast  begun,  goe  on  fore-right 

If  when  these  Lyricks  (Cesar)  You  shall  heare  . 

If  wholsome  Diet  can  re-cure  a  man  .         ; 

If  wounds  in  clothes,  Cuts  calls  his  rags,  'tis  cleere 

If  ye  feare  to  be  affrighted 

If  ye  will  with  Mah  find  grace 

Immortall  clothing  I  put  on    . 

Imparitie  doth  ever  discord  bring    . 

In  a  Dreame,  Love  bad  me  go  .         . 

In  all  our  high  designments,  'twill  appeare 

In  all  thy  need,  be  thou  possest 

In  Battailes  what  disasters  fall 

In  Den' -shire  Kerzie  L/ush  (when  he  was  dead) 

In  desp'rate  cases,  all,  or  most  are  known 

In  doing  justice,  God  shall  then  be  known 

In  God  there's  nothing,  but  'tis  known  to  be 

In  God's  commands,  ne're  ask  the  reason  why 

In's  Tusc' lanes,  Titllie  doth  confesse 

In  holy  meetings,  there  a  man  may  be 

In  Man,  Ambition  is  the  common' st  thing 

In  Numbers,  and  but  these  few        .  ■ —     . 

In  Prayer  the  Lips  ne're  act  the  winning  part 

In  sober  mornings,  doe  not  thou  reherse  . 

In  the  hope  of  ease  to  come    . 

In  the  houre  of  my  distresse   . 

In  the  morning  when  ye  rise    . 

In  the  old  Scripture  I  have  often  read 

In  things  a  moderation  keepe  . 

In  this  little  Urne  is  laid 

In  this  little  Vault  she  lyes 

In  this  misfortune  Kings  doe  most  excell 

In  this  world  (the  Isle  of  Dreames)   . 

In  time  of  life,  I  grac't  ye  with  my  Verse 

In  vain  our  labours  are,  whatsoe're  they  be 

In  wayes  to  greatnesse,  think  on  this 

Instead  of  Orient  Pearls  of  Jet 

Instruct  me  now,  what  love  will  do  . 

Is  this  a  Fast,  to  keep    . 

Is  this  a  life,  to  break  thy  sleep  ?     . 

is  Zelot  pure  ?  he  is  :  ye  see  he  weares 

It  is  sufficient  if  we  pray 

It  was,  and  still  my  care  is 

Jacob  Gods  Beggar  was  ;  and  so  we  wait 

Jealous  Girles  these  sometimes  were 

Jehovah,  as  Boetius  saith 

Jolly  and  Jillie,  bite  and  scratch  all  day 

Jone  is  a  wench  that's  painted 

Jone  wo'd  go  tel  her  haires  ;  and  well  she  might 

Jove  may  afEord  us  thousands  of  reliefs     . 

Judith  has  cast  her  old-skin,  and  got  new 

Julia  and  I  did  lately  sit 

Julia,  I  bring         .... 

Julia,  if  I  chance  to  die  ... 

Julia  was  carelesse,  and  withall 


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Julia,  when  thy  Herrick  dies  .... 
Justly  our  dearest  Saviour  may  abhorre  us 

Kindle  the  Christmas  Brand,  and  then 

Kings  must  be  dauntlesse  :  Subjects  will  contemne 

Kings  must  not  oft  be  seen  by  pubUke  eyes 

Kings  must  not  only  cherish  up  the  good  . 

Kings  must  not  use  the  Axe  for  each  offence 

Kissing  and  bussing  differ  both  in  this 

Knew'st  thou,  one  moneth  wo'd  take  thy  life  away 

Know  when  to  speake  ;  for  many  times  it  brings 

Labour  we  must,  and  labour  hard    . 

Lady  I  intreate  yow  weare      .... 

Laid  our  for  dead,  let  thy  last  kindnesse  be 

Lasciviousnesse  is  known  to  be 

Last  night  I  drew  up  mine  Account 

Last  night  thou  didst  invite  me  home  to  eate    . 

Lay  by  the  good  a  while  ;  a  resting  field  . 

Learn  this  of  me,  where  e'r  thy  Lot  doth  fall    . 

Leech  boasts,  he  has  a  Pill,  that  can  alone 

Let  all  chaste  Matrons,  when  they  chance  to  see 

Let  but  thy  voice  engender  with  the  string 

Let  faire  or  foule  my  Mistresse  be    . 

Let  Kings  and  Rulers,  learne  this  line  from  me 

Let  Kings  Command,  and  doe  the  best  they  may 

Let  me  be  warme  ;  let  me  be  fully  fed 

Let  me  not  live,  if  I  not  love  . 

Let  me  sleep  this  night  away  . 

Let  moderation  on  thy  passions  waite 

Let  not  that  Day  Gods  Friends  and  Servants  scare 

Let  not  thy  Tomb-stone  e're  be  laid  by  me 

Let  others  look  for  Pearle  and  Gold 

Let  others  to, the  Printing  Presse  run  fast 

Let  the  superstitious  wife 

Let  there  be  Patrons  ;  Patrons  Uke  to  thee 

Let  us  now  take  time,  and  play 

Let  us  (though  late)  at  last  (my  Silvia)  wed 

Let's  be  jocund  while  we  may 

Lets  call  for  Hymen  if  agreed  thou  art 

Let's  live  in  hast ;  use  pleasures  while  we  may 

Let's  live  with  that  smal  pittance  that  we  have 

Lets  now  take  our  time  .... 

Let's  strive  to  be  the  best ;  the  Gods,  we  know  it 

Letcher  was  Carted  first  about  the  streets  . 

Life  is  the  Bodies  light ;  which  once  decUning 

Life  of  my  life,  take  not  so  soone  thy  flight 

Like  those  infemall  Deities  which  eate 

Like  to  a  Bride,  come  forth  my  Book,  at  last 

Like  to  the  Income  must  be  our  expence 

Like  will  to  like,  each  Creature  loves  his  kinde 

Lillies  will  languish  ;  Violets  look  ill 

Linnit  playes  rarely  on  the  Lute,  we  know 

Little  you  are  ;  for  Womans  sake  be  proud 

Live  by  thy  Muse  thou  shalt ;  when  others  die 

Live,  live  with  me,  and  thou  shalt  see 

Live  with  a  thrifty,  not  a  needy  Fate 

Long  Locks  of  late  our  Zelot  Peason  weares 

Look  how  our  foule  Dayes  do  exceed  our  faire 


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Look,  how  the  Rainbow  doth  appeare 

Looke  in  my  Book,  and  herein  see   . 

Look  upon  Sapho's  Up,  and  you  will  swear 

Lord,  do  not  beat  me     .         . 

Lord,  I  am  like  to  Misletoe 

Lord,  I  confesse,  that  Thou  alone  art  able 

Lord,  Thou  hast  given  me  a  cell 

Lost  to  the  world  ;  lost  to  my  selfe  ;  alone 

Loth  to  depart,  but  yet  at  last,  each  one  . 

Love  and  my  selfe  (beleeve  me)  on  a  day  . 

Love  and  the  Graces  evermore  do  wait 

Love  bade  me  aske  a  gift 

Love  brought  me  to  a  silent  Grove  . 

Love  he  that  will ;  it  best  likes  me 

Love,  I  have  broke         .... 

Love,  I  recant       .         .         . 

Love  in  a  showre  of  Blossomes  came 

Love  is  a  Circle,  and  an  Endlesse  Sphere 

Love  is  a  circle  that  doth  restlesse  move  . 

Love  is  a  kind  of  warre  ;  Hence  those  who  feare 

Love  is  a  Leven,  and  a  loving  kisse  . 

Love  is  a  sirrup  ;  and  who  fc're  we  see 

Love  is  maintain'd  by  wealth  ;  when  all  is  spent 

Love,  like  a  Beggar,  came  to  me 

Love,  like  a  Gypsie,  lately  came 

Love  love  begets,  then  never  be       .         . 

Love,  love  me  now,  because  I  place 

Love  on  a  day  (wise  Poets  tell) 

Love  scorch' d  my  finger,  but  did  spare     . 

Love's  a  thing,  (as  I  do  heare) 

Love's  of  it  self,  too  sweet ;  the  best  of  all 

Love-sick  I  am,  and  must  endure    . 

Luggs,  by  the  Condemnation  of  the  Bench 

Lulls  swears  he  is  all  heart ;  but  you'l  suppose 

Lungs  (as  some,  say)  ne'r  sets  him  down  to  eate 

Lupes  for  the  outside  of  his  suite  has  paide 

Magot  frequents  those  houses  of  good-cheere     . 

Maidens  tell  me  I  am  old 

Maids  nay's  are  nothing,  they  are  shie 

Make  haste  away,  and  let  one  be 

Make,  make  me  Thine,  my  gracious  God 

Make  me  a  heaven  ;  and  make  me  there 

Man  is  a  Watch,  wound  up  at  first,  but  never  . 

Man  is  compos'd  here  of  a  two-fold  part  . 

Man  knowes  where  first  he  ships  himselfe  ;  but  he 

Man  may  at  first  transgress,  but  next  do  well   . 

Man  may  want  Land  to  live  in  ;  but  for  all 

Man  must  do  well  out  of  a  good  intent     . 

Mans  disposition  is  for  to  requite     . 

Many  we  are,  and  yet  but  few  possesse     . 

May  his  pretty  Duke-ship  grow 

Mease  brags  of  Pullets  which  he  eats  :  but  Mease 

Megg  yesterday  was  troubled  with  a  Pose 

Men  are  not  born  Kings,  but  are  men  renown' d 

Men  are  suspicious  ;  prone  to  discontent  . 

Men  must  have  Bounds  how  i arre  to  walke  ;  for  we 

Men  say  y'are  faire  ;  and  faire  ye  are,  'tis  true 

Mercy,  the  wise  Athenians  held  to  be 


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Me  thought  I  saw  (as  I  did  dreame  in  bed) 

Me  thought,  (last  night)  love  in  an  anger  came 

Mighty  Neptune,  may  it  please 

Milk  stil  your  Fountains,  and  your  Springs,  for  why 

Mine  eyes,  like  clouds,  were  drizling  raine 

Mony  thou  ow'st  me  ;  Prethee  fix  a  day 

Moon  is  an  Usurer,  whose  gain 

Mop-ey'd  I  am,  as  some  have  said   . 

More  discontents  I  never  had  . 

More  white  then  whitest  Lillies  far  . 

Much-more,  provides,  and  hoords  up  like  an  Ant 

Mudge  every  morning  to  the  Postern  comes 

Musick,  thou  Queen  of  Heaven,  Care-charming  spel 

My  dearest  Love,  since  thou  wilt  go 

My  faithful  friend,  if  you  can  see     . 

My  God,  I'm  wounded  by  my  sin     . 

My  God  !  looke  on  me  with  thine  eye 

My  head  doth  ake 

My  Lucia  in  the  deaw  did  go  . 

My  many  cares  and  much  distress    . 

My  Muse  in  Meads  has  spent  her  many  houres 

My  soule  would  one  day  goe  and  seeke 

My  wearied  Barke,  O  Let  it  now  be  Crown' d 

My  wooing's  ended  :  now  my  wedding's  neere 

Naught  are  all  Women  ;  I  say  no     . 

Need  is  no  vice  at  all ;  though  here  it  be  . 

Nero  commanded  ;  but  withdrew  his  eyes 

Never  my  Book's  perfection  did  appeare  . 

Never  was  Day  so  over-sick  with  showres 

Next  is  your  lot  (Faire)  to  be  numiber'd  one 

Night  hath  no  wings,  to  him  that  cannot  sleep 

Night  hides  our  thefts  ;  all  faults  then  pardon'd  be 

Night  makes  no  difiEerence  'twixt  the  Priest  and  Clark 

Nis,  he  makes  Verses  ;  but  the  Lines  he  writes 

No  fault  in  women  to  refuse    .... 

No  grief  is  grown  so  desperate,  but  the  ill 

No  man  comes  late  unto  that  place  from  whence 

No  man  is  tempted  so,  but  may  o'recome 

No  man  so  well  a  Kingdome  Rules,  as  He 

No  man  such  rare  parts  hath,  that  he  can  swim 

No  more  my  Silvia,  do  I  mean  to  pray     . 

No  more  shall  I,  since  I  am  driven  hence  . 

No  newes  of  Navies  burnt  at  Seas    . 

No  question  but  Dols  cheeks  wo'd  soon  rost  dry 

No  trust  to  Metals  nor  to  Marbles,  when  . 

No  wrath  of  Men,  or  rage  of  Seas     . 

Noah  the  first  was  (as  Tradition  sayes) 

None  goes  to  warfare,  but  with  this  intent 

Noone-day  and  Midnight  shall  at  once  be  scene 

Nor  art  thou  lesse  esteem' d,  that  I  have  plac'd 

Nor  is  my  Number  full,  till  I  inscribe 

Nor  think  that  Thou  in  this  my  Booke  art  worst 

Not  all  thy  flushing  Sunnes  are  set  . 

Nothing  can  be  more  loathsome,  then  to  see 

Nothing  comes  Free-cost  here ;  Jove  will  not  let 

Nothing  hard,  or  harsh  can  prove    . 

Nothing  is  New  :  we  walk  where  others  went    . 

Now,  if  you  love  me,  tell  me  .... 


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mes. 


Now  is  the  .time  for  mirth 

Now  is  the  time,  when  all  the  lights  wax  dim 

Now  is  your  tnrne  (my  Dearest)  to  be  set 

Now,  now's  the  time  ;  so  oft  by  truth 

Now,  now  the  mirth  comes 

Now  Patrick  with  his  footmanship  has  done 

Now  thou  art  dead,  no  eye  shall  ever  see  . 

O  Earth  !  Earth  1  Earth  heare  thou  my  voice,  and  be 

O  Jealousie,  that  art 

O  Jupiter,  sho'd  I  speake  ill     . 

O  thou,  the  wonder  of  all  dayes 

O  I  Times  most  bad 

O  Yeares  !  and  Age  !  Farewell 

O  !  you  the  Virgins  nine 

Of  all  .our  parts,  the  eyes  expresse 

Of  all  the  good  things  whatsoe're  we  do    . 

Of  all, those. three-brave-brotjiers,  fain  i'  th'  Warre 

Of  both  our  Fortunes  good  and  bad  we  find 

Of  Flanks  and  Chines  of  Beefe  doth  Gorrell  boast 

Of  foure  teeth  onely  Bridget  was  possest  . 

Of  Pushes  Spalt  has  such  a  knottie  race   . 

Offer  thy  gift ;  but  first  the  Law  commands 

Oft  bend  the  Bow,  and  thou  with  ease  shalt  do 

Oft  have  I  heard  both  Youths  and  Virgins  say  . 

Old  Parson  Beanes  hunts  six  dayes  of  the  week 

Old  Widdow  Prouse  to  do  her  neighbours  evill  . 

Old  Widow  Shopter,  when  so  ere  she  cryes 

Old  wives  have  often  told,  how  they 

On,  as  thou  hast  begunne,  brave  youth,  and  get 

On  with  thy  worke,  though  thou  beest  hardly  prest 

Once  on  a  Lord-Mayors  day,  in  Cheapside,  when 

One  ask'd  me  where  the  Roses  grew  ? 

One  Birth  our  Saviour  had  ;  the  like  none  yet 

One  Eare  tingles  ;  some  there  be 

One  feeds  on  Lard,  and  yet  is  leane 

One  man  repentant  is  of  more  esteem 

One  more  by  Thee,  Love,  and  Desert  have  sent 

One  night  i'  th'  yeare,  my  dearest  Beauties,  come 

One  of  the  five  straight  branches  of  my  hand 

One  onely  fire  has  Hell ;  but  yet  it  shall  . 

One  silent  night  of  late  .... 

One  silver  spoon  shines  in  the  house  of  Croat 

Onely  a  little  more         .         .         . 

Open  thy  gates 

Or  lookt  I  back  unto  the  Times  hence  flown 

Orpheus  he  went  (as  Poets  tell) 

Other  mens  sins  wee  ever  beare  in  mind  . 

Our  Bastard-children  are  but  like  to  Plate 

Our  Crosses  are  no  other  then  the  rods     . 

Our  Honours,  and  our  Commendations  be 

Our  Houshold-godf  our  Parents  be    . 

Our  mortall.parts  may  wrapt  in  Seare-cloths  ly 

Our  present  Teares  here  (not  our  present  laughter) 

Out  of  the  world  he  must,  who  once  comes  in 

Pagget,  a  School-boy,  got  a  Sword,  and  then 
Paradise  is  (as  from  the  Learn'd  I  gather) 
Pardon  me  God,  (once  more  I  Thee  intreat) 


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Pardon  my  trespasse  {Silvia)  I  confesse    . 

Parrat  protests  'tis  he,  and  only  he  . 

Part  of  the  worke  remaines  ;  one  part  is  past 

Partly  worke  and  partly  play  . 

Paske,  though  his  debt  be  due  upon  the  day 

Paul,  he  began  ill,  but  he  ended  well 

Pauls  hands  do  give,  what  give  they  bread  or  meat 

Peapes  he  do's  strut,  and  pick  his  Teeth,  as  if 

Permit  me,  Julia,  now  to  goe  away 

Permit  mine  eyes  to  see  .... 

Phoebus  I  when  that  I  a  Verse 

Physitians  fight  not  against  men  ;  but  these 

Physitians  say  Repletion  springs 

Pievish  doth  boast,  that  he's  the  very  first 

Play  I  co'd  once  ;  but  (gentle  friend)  you  see 

Play  Phoebus  on  thy  Lute 

Play  their  offensive  and  defensive  parts    . 

Please  your  Grace,  from  out  your  Store    . 

Ponder  my  words,  if  so  that  any  be 

Praise  they  that  will  Times  past,  I  joy  to  see 

Prat  He  writes  Satyres  ;  but  herein' s  the  fault 

Prayers  and  Praises  are  those  spotlesse  two 

Predestination  is  the  Cause  alone 

Prepare  for  Songs  ;  He's  come.  He's  come 

Preposterous  is  that  Government,  (and  rude) 

Prepost'rous  is  that  order,  when  we  run   . 

Prickles  is  waspish,  and  puts  forth  his  sting 

Prig  now  drinks  Water,  who  before  drank  Beere 

Prigg,  when  he  comes  to  houses,  oft  doth  use 

Princes  and  Fav'rites  are  most  deere,  while  they 

Prue,  my  dearest  Maid,  is  sick 

Pusse  and  her  Prentice  both  at  Draw-gloves  play 

Put  ofi  Thy  Robe  of  Purple,  then  go  on    . 

Put  on  thy  Holy  Fillitings,  and  so   . 

Put  on  your  silks  ;  and  piece  by  piece 

Putrefaction  is  the  end  .... 

Ralph  pares  his  nayles,  his  warts,  his  comes,  and  Ralph 

Rapine  has  yet  tooke  nought  from  me 

Rare  are  thy  cheeks  Susanna,  which  do  show    . 

Rare  is  the  voice  it  selfe  ;  but  when  we  sing 

Rare  Temples  thou  hast  seen,  I  know 

Raspe  playes  at  Nine-holes;  and  'tis  known  he' gets 

Reach,  with  your  whiter  hands,  to  me 

Read  thou  my  Lines,  my  Swetnaham,  if  there  be 

Readers  wee  entreat  ye  pray  .... 

Reapes  eyes  so  rawe  are,  that  (it  seemes)  the  flyes 

Reproach  we  may  the  living  ;  not  the  dead 

Rise,  Houshold-gods,  and  let  us  goe 

Roaring  is  nothing  but  a  weeping  part 

Rook  he  sells  feathers,  yet  he  still  doth  crie 

Roots  had  no  money  ;  yet  he  went  o'th  score    . 

Roses  at  first  were  white         .... 

Roses,  you  can  never  die         .... 

Rumpe  is  a  Turne-broach,  yet  he  seldome  can  . 

Rush  saves  his  shooes,  in  wet  and  snowie  wether 

Sabbaths  are  threefold,  (as  5.  Austine  sayes  :)    . 
Sadly  I  walk't  within  the  field 
Sapho,  I  will  chuse  to  go 

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Science  in  God,  is  known  to  be 

Science  puffs  up,  sayes  Gut,  when  either  Pease  . 

Scobble  for  Whoredome  whips  his  wife  ;  and  cryes 

Sea-born  Goddesse,  let  me  be  . 

See,  and  not  see  ;  and  if  thou  chance  t'espie 

See  how  the  poore  do  waiting  stand  . 

Seeal'd  up  with  Night-gum,  Loach  each  morning  lyes 

Seeing  thee  Soame,  I  see  a  Goodly  man    . 

See'st,  thou  that  Cloud  as  silver  cleare 

Seest  thou  that  Cloud  that  rides  in  State  . 

Seest  thou  those  Diamonds  which  she  weares    . 

Shall  I  a  daily  Begger  be         ...  . 

Shall  I  go  to  Love  and  tell      .... 

Shame  checks  our  first  attempts  ;  but  then  'tis  prov'd 

Shame  is  a  bad  attendant  to  a  State 

Shapcot  I  To  thee  the  Fairy  State 

Shark,  when  he  goes  to  any  pubUck  feast . 

She  by  the  River  sate,  and  sitting  there   . 

She  wept  upon  her  cheeks,  and  weeping  so 

Shew  me  thy  feet ;  shew  me  thy  legs,  thy  thighes 

Shift  now  has  cast  his  clothes  :  got  all  things  new 

Sho'd  I  not  put  on  Blacks,  when  each  one  here 

Shut  not  so  soon  ;  the  dull-ey'd  night 

Sibb  when  she  saw  her  face  how  hard  it  was 

Sick  is  Anihea,  sickly  is  the  spring  . 

Sin  is  an  act  so  free,  that  if  we  shall 

Sin  is  the  cause  of  death  ;  and  sin's  alone 

Sin  leads  the  way,  but  as  it  goes,  it  feels  . 

Sin  never  slew  a  soule,  unlesse  there  went 

Sin  no  Existence  ;  Nature  none  it  hath    . 

Sin  once  reacht  up  to  Gods  eternall  Sphere 

Since  for  thy  full  deserts  (with  all  the  rest 

Since  Gander  did  his  prettie  Youngling  wed 

Since  Jack  and  Jill  both  wicked  be    . 

Since  shed  or  Cottage  I  have  none 

Since  to  th'  Country  first  I  came 

Sing  me  to  death ;  for  till  thy  voice  be  cleare 

Sinners  confounded  are  a  twofold  way 

Sitting  alone  (as  one  forsook) 

Skinns  he  din'd  well  to  day ;  how  do  you  think  ? 

Skoles  stinks  so  deadly,  that  his  Breeches  loath 

Shrew  lives  by  shifts  ;  yet  sweares  by  no  small  oathes 

Skurffe  by  his  Nine-bones  sweares,  and  well  he  may 

Slouch  he  packs  up,  and  goes  to  sev'rall  Faires  . 

Smooth  was  the  Sea,  and  seem'd  to  call   . 

Snare,  ten  i'  th'  hundred  calls  his  wife ;  and  why  ? 

Sneape  has  a  face  so  brittle,  that  it  breaks 

So  Good-luck  came,  and  on  my  roofe  did  light . 

So  long  (it  seem'd)  as  Maries  Faith  was  small  . 

So  long  you  did  not  sing,  or  touch  your  Lute    . 

So  look  the  mornings  when  the  Sun 

So  looks  Anthea,  when  in  bed  she  lyes 

So  smell  those  odours  that  do  rise    . 

So  smooth,  so  sweet,  so  silv'ry  is  thy  voice 

So  soft  streams  meet,  so  springs  with  gladder  smiles 

Some  ask'd  me  where  the  Rubies  grew  ?   . 

Some  parts  may  perish ;  dye  thou  canst  not  all 

Some  salve  to  every  sore,  we  may  apply  . 

Some  would  know  ...... 


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Sorrowes  divided  amongst  many,  lesse 

Sorrowes  our  portion  are  :  Ere  hence  we  goe 

Sound  Teeth  has  Lucie,  pure  as  Pearl,  and  as  the  story  tells 

Speak,  did  the  Bloud  of  Abel  cry 

Spend  Harmless  shade  thy  nightly  Houres 

Spenke  has  a  strong  breath,  yet  short  Prayers  saith 

Spokes  when  he  sees  a  rested  Pig,  he  swears 

Spring  with  the  Larke,  m^ost  comely  Bride,  and  meet 

Spunge  makes  his  boasts  that  he's  the  onely  man 

Spur  jingles  now,  and  sweares  by  no  meane  oathes 

Stand  by  the  Magick  of  my  powerfull  Rhymes  . 

Stand  forth  brave  man,  since  Fate  has  made  thee  here 

Stand  with  thy  Graces  forth.  Brave  man,  and  rise 

Stately  Goddesse,  do  thou  please     .  . 

Stay  while  ye  will,  or  goe        .... 

Still  take  advice  :  though  counsels  when  they  flye 

Still  to  our  gains  our  cMef  respect  is  had  . 

Store  of  courage  to  me  grant  .... 

Stripes  justly  given  yerk  us  (with  their  fall) 

Strut,  once  a  Fore-man  of  a  Shop  we  knew 

Studies  themselves  will  languish  and  decay 

Sudds  Launders  Bands  in  pisse  ;  and  starches  them 

Suffer  thy  legs,  but  not  thy  tongue  to  walk 

Suspicion,  Discontent,  and  Strife 

Sweet  Amarillis,  by  a  Spring's 

Sweet  are  my  Julia's  lips  and  cleane 

Sweet,  be  not  proud  of  those  two  eyes 

Sweet  Bridget  blusht,  &  therewithall 

Sweet  Country  life,  to  such  unknown 

Sweet  Oenone,  doe  but  say 

Sweet  virgin,  that  I  do  not  set 

Sweet  Western  Wind,  whose  luck  it  is 

Take  mine  advise,  and  go  not  neere 

Tap  (better  known  then  trusted)  as  we  heare    . 

Teage  has  told  lyes  so  long,  that  when  Teage  tells 

Teares  most  prevaile  ;  with  teares  too  thou  mayst  move 

Teares  quickly  drie  :  grief es  will  in  time  decay. 

Teares,  though  th'aie  here  below  the  sinners  brine 

Tell,  if  thou  canst,  (and  truly)  whence  doth  come 

Tell  me  rich  man,  for  what  intent    . 

Tell  me,  what  needs  those  rich  deceits 

Tell  me  young  man,  or  did  the  Muses  bring 

Tell  that  Brave  Man,  fain  thou  wo'dst  have  access 

Tell  us,  thou  cleere  and  heavenly  Tongue 

Temptations  hurt  not,  though  they  have  accesse 

Thanksgiving  for  a  former,  doth  invite     . 

That  Christ  did  die,  the  Pagan  saith 

That  flow  of  Gallants  which  approach 

That  for  seven  Lusters  I  did  never  come  . 

That  Happines  do's  still  the  longest  thrive 

That  Houre-glasse,  which  there  ye  see 

That  little  prettie  bleeding  part 

That  Love  last  long  ;  let  it  thy  first  care  be      . 

That  love  'twixt  men  do's  ever  longest  last 

That  Manna,  which  God  on  His  people  cast 

That  Morne  which  saw  me  made  a  Bride 

That  Prince  must  govern  with  a  gentle  hand    . 

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That  Prince,  who  may  doe  nothing  but  what's  just 

That  Princes  may  possesse  a  surer  seat    . 

That  there's  a  God,  we  all  do  know . 

That  was  the  Proverb.  •  Let  my  mistresse  be 

The  Bad  among  the  Good  are  here  mixt  ever 

The  bloud  of  Abel  was  a  thing 

The  Body  is  the  Soules  poore  house,  or  home 

The  body's  salt,  the  soule  is ;  which  when  gon 

The  bound  (almost)  now  of  my  book  I  see 

The  Doctors,  in  the  Talmud,  say 

The  Eggs  of  Pheasants  wrie-nosed  Tooly  sells 

The  factions  of  the  great  ones  call  . 

•The  fire  of  Hell  this  strange  condition  hath 

The  Gods  require  the  thighes  . 

The  Gods  to  Kings  the  Judgement  give  to  sway 

The  Hag  is  astride  .     '    . 

The  Jewes  their  beds,  and  ofi&ces  of  ease  . 

The  Jewes,  when  they  built  Houses  (I  have  read) 

The  lesse  our  sorrowes  here  and  suffrings  cease  . 

The  Lictors  bundl'd  up  their  rods  :  beside 

The  longer  thred  of  life  we  spin 

The  May-pole  is  up 

The  meUow  touch  of  musick  most  doth  wound  . 

The  Mountains  of  the  Scriptures  are  (some  say) 

The  <Hjly  comfort  of  my  Ufe    .... 

The  Person  crowns  the  Place  ;  your  lot  doth  fall 

The  Power  of  Princes  rests  in  the  Consent 

The  readinesse  of  doing,  doth  expresse 

The  repetition  of  the  name  made  known  . 

The  Rose  was  sick,  and  smiling  di'd 

The  Saints-bell  calls  ;  and,  Julia,  I  must  read 

The  same,  who  crownes  the  Conquerour,  will  be 

The  seeds  of  Treason  choake  up  as  they  spring 

The  shame  of  mans  face  is  no  more  . 

The  stafie  is  now  greas'd 

The  strength  of  BapHsme,  that's  within    . 

The  sup'rabundance  of  my  store 

The  teares  of  Saints  more  sweet  by  farre  • 

The  time  the  Bridegroom  stayes  from  hence 

The  Twi-light  is  no  other  thing  (we  say)  . 

The  Virgin  Marie  was  (as  I  have  read)     . 

The  Virgin-Mother  stood  at  distance  (there) 

The  work  is  done  ;  now  let  my  Lawrell  be 

The  worke  is  done  :  young  men,  and  maidens  set 

Then  did  I  live  when  I  did  see 

There  is  no  evill  that  we  do  commit 

There's  no  constraint  to  do  amisse  . 

These  fresh  beauties  (we  can  prove) 

These  Springs  were  Maidens  once  that  lov'd 

These  Summer-Birds  did  with  thy  master  stay 

These  temp'rall  goods  God  (the  most  Wise)  commends 

Things  are  uncertain,  and  the  more  we  get 

This  Axiom  I  have  often  heard 

This  Crosse-Tree  here     ..... 

This  Day  is  Yours,  Great  Charles  !  and  in  this  War 

This  day  my  Julia  thou  must  make 

This  He  tell  ye  by  the  way      .... 

This  is  my  comfort,  when  she's  most  unkind     . 

This  is  the  height  of  Justice,  that  to  doe  . 


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This  Ladjr's  short,  that  Mistresse  she  is  tall 

This  rule  of  manners  I  -will  teach  my  guests 

This  Stone  can  tell  the  storie  of  my  life    . 

Those  ends  in  War  the  best  contentment  bring 

Those  Garments  lasting  evermore    . 

Those  ills  that  mortall  men  endure  . 

Those  possessions  short-liv'd  are 

Those  Saints,  which  God  loves  best . 

Those  Tapers,  which  we  set  upon  the  grave 

Thou  art  a  plant  sprung  up  to  wither  never 

Thou  art  to  all  lost  love  the  best     . 

Th'art  hence  removing,  (like  a  Shepherds  Tent) 

Thou  bidst  me  come  away      .... 

Thou  bidst  me  come  ;  I  cannot  come  ;  for  why 

Thou  cam'st  to  cure  me  (Doctor)  of  my  cold 

Thou  gav'st  me  leave  to  kisse  ... 

Thou  had'st  the  wreath  before,  now  take  the  Tree 

Th'ast  dax'd  too  farre  :  but  Furie  now  forbeare 

Thou  hast  made  many  Houses  for  the  Dead 

Thou  hast  promis'd,  Lord,  to  be      . 

Thou  know'st,  my  Julia,  that  it  is  thy  turne     . 

Thou  mighty  Lord  and  master  of  the  Lyre 

Thou  sail'st  with  others,  in  this  Argus  here 

Thou  saist  thou  lov'st  me  Sapho  ;  I  say  no 

Thou  say'st  I'm  dull ;  if  edge-lesse  so  I  be 

Thou  sayest  Loves  Dart  .... 

Thou  say'st  my  lines  are  hard 

Thou  seest  me  Lucia  this  year  droope 

Thou  sent' St  to  me  a  True-love-knot ;  but  I 

Thou  shalt  not  All  die  ;  for  while  Love's  fire  shines 

Thou,  thou  that  bear'st  the  sway     . 

Thou  who  wilt  not  love,  doe  this 

Thou  writes  in  Prose,  how  sweet  all  Virgins  be 

Though  a  wise  man  all  pressures  can  sustaine   . 

Though  by  well-warding  many  blowes  w'ave  past 

Though  Clock 

Though  Frankinsense  the  Deities  require  . 
Though  from  without  no  foes  at  all  we  feare 
Though  good  things  answer  many  good  intents 
Though  hourely  comforts  from  the  Gods  we  see 
Though  I  cannot  give  thee  fires 
Though  long  it  be,  yeeres  may  repay  the  debt  . 
Though  Thou  beest  all  that  Active  Love    . 
Thousands  each  day  passe  by,  which  wee 
Three  fatall  Sisters  wait  upon  each  sin 
Three  lovely  Sisters  working  were    . 
Thrice,  and  above,  blest  (my  soules  halfe)  art  thou 
Thrice  happie  Roses,  so  much  grac't,  to  have    . 
Through  all  the  night     . 

Thus  I 

Thy  Azure  Robe,  I  did  behold 

Thy  former  coming  was  to  cure 

Thy  sooty  Godhead,  I  desire    . 

Till  I  shall  come  again,  let  this  suffice 

Time  is  the  Bound  of  things,  where  e're  we  go 

Time  was  upon 

'Tis  a  known  principle  in  War 

Tis  but  a  dog-like  madnesse  in  bad  Kings 

'Tis  Ev'ning,  my  Sweet  .  . 


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'Tis  hard  to  finde  God,  but  to  comprehend 

'  Tis  Heresie  in  others  :  In  your  face 

'Tis  liberty  to  serve  one  Lord  ;  but  he 

Tis  much  among  the  filthy  to  be  clean 

'Tis  never,  or  but  seldome  knowne  . 

Tis  no  discomfort  in  the  world  to  fall 

'Tis  not  a  thousand  Bullocks  thies  . 

'Tis  not  ev'ry  day,  that  T         .  .  . 

'Tis  not  greatness  they  require 

'Tis  not  the  food,  but  the  content    . 

'Tis  not  the  Walls,  or  purple,  that  defends 

'Tis  said,  as  Cupid  danc't  among     . 

'Tis  still  observ'd,  that  Fame  ne're  sings  . 

'Tis  still  observ'd,  those  men  most  valiant  are 

'Tis  the  Chjrrurgions  praise,  and  height  of  Art 

Tis  worse  then  barbarous  cruelty  to  show 

To  a  Love-Feast  we  both  invited  are 

To  all  our  wounds,  here,  whatsoe're  they  be 

To  an  old  soare  a  long  cure  must  goe  on  . 

To  Bread  and  Water  none  is  poore  . 

To  dense  his  eyes,  Tom  Brock  makes  much  adoe 

To  conquer'd  men,  some  comfort  'tis  to  fall 

To  Fetch  me  Wine  my  Lucia  went  . 

To  find  that  Tree  of  Life,  whose  Fruits  did  feed 

To  gather  Flowers  Sappha  went 

To  get  thine  ends,  lay  bashfulnesse  aside  . 

To  him,  who  longs  unto  his  Christ  to  go 

To  his  Book's  end  this  last  line  he'd  have  plac' 

To  house  the  Hag,  you  must  doe  this 

To  joyn  with  them,  who  here  confer 

To  loose  the  button,  is  no  lesse 

To  me  my  Julia  lately  sent     . 

To  mortall  men  great  loads  allotted  be     . 

To  my  revenge,  and  to  her  desp'rate  feares 

To  paint  the  Fiend,  Pink  would  the  Devill  see 

To  Print  our  Poems,  the  propulsive  cause 

To  read  my  Booke  the  Virgin  shie  . 

To  safe-guard  Man  from  wrongs,  there  nothing  must 

To  seek  of  God  more  then  we  well  can  find 

To  sup  with  thee  thou  didst  me  home  invite 

To  this  white  Temple  of  my  Heroes,  here     . 

To  work  a  wonder,  God  would  have  her  shown 

Tom  Blinks  his  Nose  is  full  of  wheales,  and  these 

Tom  shifts  the  Trenchers  ;  yet  he  never  can 

To-morrow,  Julia,  I  betimes  must  rise 

Touch  but  thy  Lire  (my  Harrie)  and  I  heare 

Trap,  of  a  Player  turn'd  a  Priest  now  is  . 

Tread,  Sirs,  as  lightly  as  ye  can 

Trigg  having  turn'd  his  sute,  he  struts  in  state 

True  mirth  resides  not  in  the  smiling  skin 

True  rev'rence  is  (as  Cassiodore  doth  prove) 

True  to  your  self,  and  sheets,  you'l  have  me  swear 

Truggin  a  Footman  was.;  but  now,  growne  lame 

Trust  me  Ladies,  I  will  do       .         .         . 

Truth  by  her  own  simplicity  is  known 

Truth  is  best  found  out  by  the  time,  and  eyes 

Tumble  me  down,  and  I  will  sit 

'Twas  but  a  single  Rose 

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'Twas  not  Lov's  Dart     ...... 

Twice  has  Pudica  been  a  Bride,  and  led    . 

Twilight,  no  other  thing  is,  Poets  say 

Twixt  Kings,  and  Subjects  ther's  this  mighty  odds     . 

'Twixt  Kings  &  Tyrants  there's  this  difference  known 

Twixt  Truth  and  Errour,  there's  tliis  difference  known 

Two  instruments  belong  unto  our  God 

Two  of  a  thousand  things,  are  disallow' d  , 

Two  parts  of  us  successively  command 

Two  things  do  make  society  to  stand 

Umber  was  painting  of  a  Lyon  fierce 

Under  a  Lawne,  then  skyes  more  cleare 

Unto  PasHUus  ranke  Gorgonius  came 

Up  with  the  Quintill,  that  the  Rout 

Upon  her  cheekes  she  wept,  and  from  those  showers 

Urles  had  the  Gout  so,  that  he  co'd  not  stand   . 

Ursley,  she  thinks  those  Velvet  Patches  grace  . 

Vineger  is  no  other  I  define  .... 
Virgins  promis'd  when  I  dy'd  .... 
Virgins,  time-past,  known  were  these 

Want  is  a  softer  Wax,  that  takes  thereon 

Wanton  Wenches  doe  not  bring 

Wantons  we  are ;  and  though  our  words  be  such 

Wash  clean  the  Vessell,  lest  ye  soure 

Wash  your  hands,  or  else  the  fire     . 

Wassaile  the  Trees,  that  they  may  beare  . 

Water,  water  I  desire     ..... 

Water,  Water  I  espie      ..... 

We  are  Coheires  with  Christ ;  nor  shall  His  own 

We  blame,  nay  we  despise  her  paines 

We  credit  most  our  sight ;  one  eye  doth  please 

We  merit  all  we  suffer,  and  by  far  . 

We  pray  'gainst  Warre,  yet  we  enjoy  no  Peace 

We  read  how  Faunus,  he  the  shepheards  God    . 

We  Trust  not  to  the  multitude  in  Warre  . 

We  two  are  last  in  Hell :  what  may  we  feare    . 

Weepe  for  the  dead,  for  they  have  lost  this  light 

Weigh  me  the  Fire  ;  or,  canst  thou  find  . 

Weelcome  !  but  yet  no  entrance,  till  we  blesse 

Welcome,  Great  Cesar,  welcome  now  you  are     . 

Welcome  Maids  of  Honour      .... 

Welcome,  most  welcome  to  our  Vowes  and  n.s  ,. 

Welcome  to  this  my  GoUedge,  and  though  late  . 

Well  may  my  Book  come  forth  like  Publique  Day 

Were  I  to  give  thee  Baptime,  I  wo'd  chuse 

Were  there  not  a  Matter  known 

What  are  our  patches,  tatters,  raggs,  and  rents 

What  can  I  do  in  Poetry         .  ^  .  ■ 

What  can  my  Kellam  drink  his  Sack 

What  Conscience,  say,  is  it  in  thee  . 

What  ever  men  for  Loyalty  pretend 

What  Fate  decreed,  Time  now  ha's  made  us  see 

What  God  gives,  and  what  we  take .         . 

What  here  we  hope  for,  we  shall  once  inherit    . 

What  I  fancy,  I  approve         .... 

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What  is't  that  wasts  a  Prince  ?  example  showes 

What  is  the  reason  Coone  so  dully  smels  ? 

What  made  that  mirth  last  night  ?  the  neighbours  say 

What  need  we  marry  Women,  when 

What  needs  complaints  ..... 

What  now  we  like,  anon  we  disapprove    . 

What  off-spring  other  men  have  got 

What  others  have  with  cheapnesse  seene,  and  ease 

What  sweeter  musick  can  we  bring 

What  though  my  Harp,  and  VioU  be 

What  though  the  Heaven  be  lowring  now 

What  though  the  sea  be  calme  ?    Trust  to  the  shore  . 

What  times  of  sweetnesse  this  faire  day  fore-shows 

What  was't  that  fell  but  now  . 

What  will  ye  (my  poor  Orphans)  do 

What  Wisdome,  Learning,  Wit,  or  Worth 

What's  got  by  Justice  is  establisht  sure    . 

What's  that  we  see  from  far  ?  the  spring  of  Day 

Whatever  comes,  let's  be  content  withaU 

Whatsoever  thing  I  see  .... 

When  a  Daffadill  I  see   .... 

When  a  mans  Faith  is  frozen.up,  as  dead 

When  after  many  Lusters  thou  shalt  be   . 

When  age  or  Chance  has  made  me  blind  . 

When  all  Birds  els  do  of  their  musick  faile 

When  as  in  silks  my  Julia  goes 

When  as  Zeawief  young  was  drown' d 

When  Chub  brings  in  his  harvest,  still  he  cries 

When  ere  I  go,  or  what  so  ere  befalls 

When  ere  my  heart.  Love's  warmth,  but  entertaines  . 

When  feare  admits  no  hope  of  safety,  then 

When  first  I  find  those  Numbers  thou  do'st  write 

When  flowing  garments  I  behold 

When  I  a  ship  see  on  the  Seas 

When  I  a  Verse  shall  make     . 

When  I  behold  a  Forrest  spread 

When  I  behold  Thee,  almost  slain 

When  I  consider  (Dearest)  thou  dost  stay 

When  I  departed  am,  ring  thou  my  knell 

When  I  did  goe  from  thee,  I  felt  that  smart 

When  I  goe  Hence  ye  Closet-Gods,  I  feare 

When  I  love,  (as  some  have  told 

When  I  of  Villars  doe  but  heare  the  name 

When  I  shall  sin,  pardon  my  trespasse  here 

When  I  through  all  my  many  Poems  look 

When  I  thy  Parts  runne  o're,  I  can't  espie 

When  I  thy  singing  next  shall  heare 

When  Jill  complaines  to  Jack  for  want  of  meate 

When  Julia  blushes,  she  do's  show  . 

When  Julia  chid,  I  stood  as  mute  the  while 

When  Lawes  full  power  have  to  sway,  we  see 

When  man  is  punisht,  he  is  plagued  still  . 

When  my  date's  done,  and  my  gray  age  must  i 

When  my  ofi'ring  next  I  make 

When  once  the  sin  has  fully  acted  been    . 

When  once  the  Soule  has  lost  her  way 

When  one  is  past,  another  care  we  have  . 

When  others  gain  much  by  the  present  cast 

When  out  of  bed  my  Love  doth  spring     . 


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When  Pimpes  feat  sweat  (as  they  doe  often  use) 

When  some  shall  say,  Faire  once  my  Silvia  was 

When  that  day  comes,  whose  evening  sayes  I'm  gone 

When  thou  do'st  play,  and  sweetly  sing   . 

When  Thou  wast  taken.  Lord,  I  oft  have  read  . 

When  times  are  troubled,  then  forbeare  ;  but  speak 

When  to  a  House  I  come,  and  see   . 

When  to  thy  Porch  I  come,  and  (ravisht)  see    . 

When  we  'gainst  Satan  stoutly  fight,  the  more 

When  well  we  speak,  &  nothing  do  that's  good 

When  what  is  lov'd,  is  Present,  love  doth  spring 

When  Winds  and  Seas  do  rage 

When  with  the  Virgin  morning  thou  do'st  rise 

When  words  we  want,  Love  teacheth  to  endite 

Where  ever  Nodes  do's  in  the  Summer  come 

Where  God  is  merrj',  there  write  down  thy  fears 

Where  love  begins,  there  dead  thy  first  desire  , 

Where  others  love,  and  praise  my  Verses  ;  still 

Where  Pleasures  rule  a  Kingdome,. never  there 

Whether  I  was  my  selfe,  or  else  did  see    . 

While  Fates  permits  us,  let's  be  merry 

While  leanest  Beasts  in  Pastures  feed 

While,  Lydia,  I  was  lov'd  of  thee     . 

While  the  milder  Fates  consent 

While  thou  didst  keep  thy  Candor  undefil'd 

White  as  Zenobias  teeth,  the  which  the  Girles 

White  though  ye  be  ;  yet,  Lillies,  know   . 

Whither  dost  thou  whorry  me 

Whither,  Mad  Maiden  wilt  thou  roame  ?  . 

Whither  ?    Say,  whither  shall  I  fly  . 

Who  after  his  transgression  doth  repent  . 

Who  begs  to  die  for  feare  of  humane  need 

Who  formes  a  Godhead  out  of  Gold  or  Stone 

Who  may  do  most,  do's  least :  The  bravest  will 

Who  plants  an  Olive,  but  to  eate  the  Oile  ? 

Who,  railing,  drives  the  Lazar  from  his  door 

Who  read'st  this  Book  that  I  have  writ   . 

Who  to  the  North,  or  South,  doth  set 

Who  violates  the  Cnstomes,  hurts  the  Health 

Who  will  not  honour  Noble  Numbers,  when 

Who  with  a  little  cannot  be  content 

Who  with  thy  leaves  shall  wipe  (at  need) . 

Whom  sho'd  I  feare  to  write  to,  if  I  can  . 

Whose  head  befringed  with  bescattered  tresses 

Why  doe  not  all  fresh  maids  appeare 

Why  doe  ye  weep,  sweet  Babes  ?  can  Tears 

Why  do'st  thou  wound,  &  break  my  heart  ? 

Why  I  tye  about  thy  wrist 

Why,  Madam,  will  ye  longer  weep  . 

Why  sho'd  we  covet  much,  when  as  we  know 

Why  so  slowly  do  you  move   . 

Why  this  Flower  is  now  call'd  so 

Why  walkes  Nick  Flimsey  like  a  Male-content 

Why  wore  th'  Egyptians  Jewells  in  the  Eare 

Will  ye  heare,  what  I  can  say . 

Wilt  thou  my  true  Friend  be  ? 

With  blamelesse  carriage,  I  Uv'd  here 

With  golden  Censers,  and  with  Incense,  here 

With  paste  of  Almonds,  Syb  her  hands  doth  scoure 


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Wither'd  with  yeeres,  and  bed-rid  Mumma  lyes 
Woe,  woe  to  thenr,-^ho  (by  a  ball  of  strife) 
Women,  although  they  ne're  so  goodly  make  it 
Words  beget  Anger  :  Anger  brings  forth  blowes 
Wo'd  I  see  Lawn,  clear  as  the  Heaven,  and  thin  ? 
Wo'd  I  wooe,  and  wo'd  I  winne 
Wo'd  yee  have  fresh  Cheese  and  Cream  ?  . 
Wo'd  ye  oyle  of  Blossomes  get  ?      .         .         . 
Wrinkles  no  more  are,  or  no  lesse    . 
Wrongs,  if  neglected,  vanish  in  short  time 

Ye  have  been  fresh  and  green 

Ye  may  simper,  blush,  and  smile     . 

Yee  pretty  Huswives,  wo'd  ye  know 

Yee  silent  shades,  whose  each  tree  here    . 

You  are  a  Lord,  an  Earle,  nay  more,  a  Man 

You  are  a  Tulip  seen  to  day  .... 

You  aske  me  what  I  doe,  and  how  I  live  ? 

You  have  beheld  a  smiling  Rose 

Y'ave  laught  enough  (sweet)  vary  now  your  Text 

You  may  vow  He  not  forgett  .... 

You  say  I  love  not,  'cause  I  doe  not  play 

You  say,  to  me- wards  your  affection's  strong    . 

You  say  y'are  sweet ;  how  sho'd  we  know 

You  say  y'are  young  ;  but  when  your  Teeth  are  told 

You  say,  you  love  me  ;  that  I  thus  must  prove 

You  say  you'l  kiss  me,  and  I  thanke  you  for  it . 

You  see  this  gentle  streame,  that  glides   . 

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