A New Collection of Poems and Songs. Written by Several Persons. Collected by J. Bulteel

New Collection

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1674 Excerpt: ...miserable. I was a Lover much belovd, -And midst the frequent joy I proyd No bitterness was intermixd But whilst thereon I fed, the more that I enjoyd, The more my appetite was ftxcl To taste agen, and yet my fense was never cToyd. IV. Under our Climate Nature sliows Her Beauties naked to each eye, Glutting the Light enchantingly With the choice Objects she bestows. Upon the Flowers we glittering spie Tears, or rather Pearls ro lie, .. Dropt from the Cheeks of fair Amor, Wherewith she to whom Zcpbirus makes Vows and And whom the blithe Spring does adore, r Does beautifie each Morn her Neck and Curled hair theremongst the Smiles and the Caresses, she little frolick God inspird, Dancd oh thenameld Grass till tird yiith his sweet Mistresses, the Graces. I I And And still when he desird to Kiss, became to rest himself, Oh Bliss! Betwixt my Silvia s snowy Brests- Whence he created thousand new and sresli delights, Whose Charms no Language can express, For every moment Life or Death was in their mights. VI. Sometimes we saw a Satyr come, Who sitting in an Oaks fresli shade, Upon his Pipe complaints then made Of Love, and its sweet Martyrdome. Then walkd we. to a Grove apart, Wherein the Sun no beam could dart, To find out Solitariness. And finding peaceful Rest, with solitude there (porting We baniuYd all unquietnesi, Lest that might have distuibc our pretty harmles courting T VII:, .. i.s .. There under a straight Mirtle-treey.. (Which Lovers holy do esteem): .v., . T Where gravd by Venus hand had been Her Trophies, andLoves Mystery: Most solemn Vows betwixt us past, That our bright Flame should ever last, Nor should its Ardour weaker grow. Then offering up those Oathes to our Victorious King, We wrote them on the Bark below But th...