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HERE can be flaine
No facrifice to God more acceptable Then an unjust and wicked King.
N filence now, and with attention wait,
That ye may learn what th' Eunuch has to prate.
LAUCUS, in Lycia we're ador'd like Gods:
Epigram on Salmafius's Hundreda.
HO taught Salmafius, that French chatt'ring
To aim at English, and HUNDREDA cry?
On the new forcers of Confcience under the Long Parliament.
ECAUSE you have thrown of
And with stiff Vowes renounc'd his Li
To feife the widdow'd whore Pluralitie
From them whofe fin ye envi'd, not abhor'd, Dare ye for this adjure the Civill Sword
To force our Confciences that Chrift fet free, And ride us with a claffic Hierarchy
Taught ye by meer A. S. and Rotherford? Men whofe Life, Learning, Faith and pure intent Would have been held in high esteem with Paul Muft now be nam'd and printed Hereticks By fhallow Edwards and Scotch what d'ye call: But we do hope to find out all your tricks, Your plots and packing wors then those of Trent, That fo the Parliament May with their wholsom and preventive Shears Clip your Phylacteries, though bauk your Ears, And fuccour our juft Fears When they shall read this clearly in your charge New Prefbyter is but Old Prieft writ Large.
NIGHTINGALE, that on yon bloomy
Warbl'ft at eeve, when all the Woods Thou with fresh hope the Lovers heart doft fill, While the jolly hours lead on propitious May, Thy liquid notes that close the eye of Day,
First heard before the shallow Cuccoo's bill Portend fuccefs in love; O if Jove's will Have linkt that amorous power to thy soft lay, Now timely fing, ere the rude Bird of Hate Foretell my hopeles doom in fom Grove ny: As thou from year to year hast sung too late For my relief; yet hadft no reason why,
Whether the Mufe, or Love call thee his mate, Both them I serve, and of their train am I.
ONNA leggiadra il cui bel nome honora
Bene è colui d'ogni valore fcarco
Che dolcemente moftra fi di fuora
E i don', che fon d'amor faette ed arco.
Gratia fola di fu gli vaglia, inanti
UAL in colle afpro, al imbrunir di fera
Va bagnando l'herbetta ftrana e bella
E'l bel Tamigi cangio col bel Arno.
IDONSI donne e giovani amorofi
Verfeggiando d'amor, e come t'ofi?
Spuntati ad hor, ad hor a la tua chioma
IODATI, e te'l diro con maraviglia,
E de fuoi lacci fpesso mi ridea
Gia caddi, ov'huom dabben talhor s'impiglia.