The works of Sr William Davenant ... Consisting of Those which were formerly Printed, and Those which he design'd for the Press: Now published Out of the Authors Originall Copies |
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The Souldier going to the Field.
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Preserve thy sighs, unthrifty Girle!To purifie the Ayre;
Thy Teares to Thrid instead of Pearle,
On Bracelets of thy Hair.
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The Trumpet makes the Eccho hoarse,And wakes the louder Drum;
Expence of grief gains no remorse,
When sorrow should be dumb.
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For I must go where lazy Peace,Will hide her drouzy head;
And, for the sport of Kings, encrease
The number of the Dead.
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But first I'le chide thy cruel theft:Can I in War delight,
Who being of my heart bereft,
Can have no heart to fight?
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Thou knowst the Sacred Laws of old,Ordain'd a Thief should pay,
To quit him of his Theft, seavenfold
What he had stoln away.
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Thy payment shall but double be;O then with speed resign
My own seduced Heart to me,
Accompani'd with thine,
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