The poetical and dramatic works of Sir Charles Sedley Collected and Edited from the Old Editions: With a preface on the text, explanatory and textual notes, an appendix containing works of doubtful authenticity, and a bibliography: By V. de Sola Pinto |
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From Buckingham's Miscellaneous Works, 1704 |
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From Buckingham's Miscellaneous Works, 1704
CII
THE ROYAL KNOTTER
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Ah happy People ye must thriveWhilst thus the Royal Pair does strive
Both to advance your Glory;
While he (by's Valour) conquers France,
She Manufacturers does advance,
And makes Thread-fringes for ye.
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Bless'd we! who from such Queens are freed,Who by vain Superstition led,
Are always telling Beads;
But here's a Queen, now, thanks to God,
Who, when she rides in Coach abroad,
Is always knotting Threads.
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Then hast, victorious Nassau, hast,And when thy Summer Show is past,
Let all thy Trumpets sound:
The Fringe which this Campain has wrought,
Tho' it cost the Nation scarce a Groat,
Thy Conquests will surround.
CIII
ADVICE TO LOVERS
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Damon, if thou wilt believe me,'Tis not Sighing round the Plain,
Songs and Sonnets cann't relieve thee,
Faint attempts in love are vain.
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Urge but home the fair Occasion,And be Master of the Field;
To a powerful kind invasion
'Tis a Madness not to yield.
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Love gives out a large Commission,Still indulgent to the brave;
But one Sin of large Omission,
Never Woman yet forgave,
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Though she swears she'll ne'er permit you,Cries you're rude, and much to blame,
Or with Tears implores your Pity,
Be not merciful for shame.
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When the fierce Assault is over,Chloris soon enough must find
This her cruel furious Lover
Much more gentle, not so kind.
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AGAINST HIS MISTRESS'S CRUELTY
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Love, How unequal are thy Laws,That Men that least endeavour
Thou favour'st, and neglect'st the Cause
Of those that most persever!
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What careless Lovers have been blest,Untouch'd with Grief and Anguish,
Since cruel Sylvia charm'd my Breast,
Unmov'd to see me languish!
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I find my fatal Error nowIn thinking e'er to move her,
Too great the Difficulty grew
For any mortal Lover.
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But what Advantage can it bringThat I at last perceive it?
'Twas rash to undertake the thing,
And 'tis too late to leave it.
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THE PETITION
Oh Lycidas, why thus alone
With Arms a cross, dost sigh and moan?
Can thy Cosmelia prove unkind,
Or ought prevail to change her Mind?
She was, she is great Nature's Pride;
In Goodness, to the best ally'd
In her bright Eyes such Beauties Shine,
Mercy would make her all divine;
O ye propitious Powers above,
That gently do incline to love,
Convey into her Breast soft Fire,
Amorous Thoughts, and kind Desire.
But if it be decreed by Fate,
That I must love, and she must hate;
Ah! let her not Disdain to give
A Tear, when I no longer live.
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