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CHISWICK PRESS-PRINTED BY WHITTINGHAM AND WILKINS,

TOOKS COURT, CHANCERY LANE.

CONTENTS OF VOLUME VIII.

IME VINDICATED. .

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NEPTUNE'S TRIUMPH.

PAN'S ANNIVERSARY.

THE MASQUE OF Owls.

THE FORTUNATE ISLES, AND THEIR UNION.

LOVE'S TRIUMPH THROUGH CALLIPOLIS. .

CHLORIDIA: Rites to Chloris and her Nymphs.

AN EXPOSTULATION WITH INIGO JONES .

LOVE'S WELCOME AT WELBECK.

LOVE'S WELCOME AT BOLSOVER.

EPIGRAMS

Dedication to the Earl of Pembroke

1. To the Reader

Pray thee take care, that tak'st my book in hand.

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Thou that mak'st gain thy end, and wisely well.

8. On a Robbery

Ridway robbed Duncote of three hundred pounds.

9. To all to whom I write

May none whose scatter'd names honour

10. To my Lord Ignorant

Thou call'st me poet, as a term of shame.

11. On Somebody that walks Somewhere

At court I met it, in clothes brave enough.

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12. On Lieutenant Shift

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Shift, here in town, not meanest among squires.

13. To Dr. Empiric.

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When men a dangerous disease did 'scape.

14. To William Camden .

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Camden / most reverend head, to whom I owe.

15. On Court-worm

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All men are worms: but this no man. In silk.

Lord, how is Gamester changed! his hair close cut.

22. On my First Daughter

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Here lies, to each her parent's ruth.

23. To John Donne

Donne, the delight of Phoebus and each Muse.

24. To the Parliament

There's reason good, that you good laws should make.

25. On Sir Voluptuous Beast

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27. On Sir John Roe

In place of scutcheons, that should deck thy hearse

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Don Surly, to aspire the glorious name.

29. To Sir Annual Tilter.

Tilter, the most may admire thee, though not I.

30. To Person Guilty

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Guilty, be wise; and though thou know'st the crimes.

He that fears death, or mourns it, in the just.

35. To King James.

Who would not be thy subject, James, t' obey.

36. To the Ghost of Martial

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I'll not offend thee with a vain tear more.

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Martial, thou gav'st far nobler Epigrams.

For all night-sins, with others' wives unknown.

40. On Margaret Ratcliffe

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Marble, weep, for thou dost cover.

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41. On Gipsy

Gipsy, new bawd, is turned physician.

42. On Giles and Joan

Who says that Giles and Joan at discord be?

43. To Robert Earl of Salisbury

What need hast thou of me, or of my Muse.

44. On Chuffe, Banks the Usurer's Kinsman

Chuffe, lately rich in name, in chattels, goods.

my First Son

Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy.

46. To Sir Luckless Woo-all

Is this the sir, who, some waste wife to win.

47. To the same

Sir Luckless, troth, for luck's sake pass by one.

His bought arms Mung' not liked; for his first day.

49. To Playwright

Playwright me reads, and still my verses damns.

50. To Sir Cod

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Leave, Cod, tobacco-like, burnt gums to take.

51. To King James .

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That we thy loss might know, and thou our love.

52. To Censorious Courtling

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Courtling, I rather thou should'st utterly.

53. To Old-end Gatherer.

Long-gathering Old-end, I did fear thee wise.

54. On Cheveril

Cheveril cries out my verses libels are.

55. To Francis Beaumont

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How I do love thee, Beaumont, and thy Muse.

Poor Poet-ape, that would be thought our chief.

57. On Bawds and Usurers

If, as their ends, their fruits were so, the same.

58. To Groom Idiot

Idiot, last night I prayed thee but forbear.

Spies, you are lights in state, but of base stuff.

60. To William, Lord Mounteagle

Lo, what my country should have done, have raised.

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Fine Madam Would-be, wherefore should you fear.

63. To Robert, Earl of Salisbury

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Who can consider thy right courses run.

64. To the same

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Not glad, like those that have new hopes, or suits.

65. To my Muse

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Away, and leave me, thou thing most abhorred.

66. To Sir Henry Cary

That neither fame nor love might wanting be.

67. To Thomas, Earl of Suffolk

Since men have left to do praiseworthy things.

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