The Grecian Story Being an Historical Poem, in Five Books. To which is Annex'd The Grove: Consisting of Divers Shorter Poems upon several Subjects. By J. H. [i.e. John Harington] |
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Both thinking on that Evening-task behind
Two Letters came; for th' Uncle first design'd
In Pastor-grange; the Prince Orontes last:
They walk'd to th' Rocky Cell, lest time o'repast.
Timondes said, he hop'd they had that hour
Well chear'd, refresh'd themselves ith' Garden-Bow'r.
They told him yet: good the open ayr, clear Sky
With Azure Cheek the Place did Beautify.
'Twas branch'd serene 'gainst Beams withal, well spread,
Th' Hermit conjoyn'd; tho ne're was Courtier bred.
Like that base Uncle of mine, yet I have us'd
Great Courtiers company; not scorn'd, refus'd
By th' Prince Orontes self at twenty's Age;
E're woo'd his Wife; when we did both ingage
For Fellow-Travellers, (mine thirty tho)
First year abroad eat, drank together so:
Parting with him on farthest Persian Ground:
Orsamnes known by Fame, brave Youth, Renown'd.
That former time with Duke Verdorus too
I've Hunted, Boul'd, ere his fair Wife did Woo,
Eugene call'd. They answer'd; he might be
(In smiling way) worthy of such company.
Two Letters came; for th' Uncle first design'd
In Pastor-grange; the Prince Orontes last:
They walk'd to th' Rocky Cell, lest time o'repast.
Timondes said, he hop'd they had that hour
Well chear'd, refresh'd themselves ith' Garden-Bow'r.
They told him yet: good the open ayr, clear Sky
With Azure Cheek the Place did Beautify.
'Twas branch'd serene 'gainst Beams withal, well spread,
Th' Hermit conjoyn'd; tho ne're was Courtier bred.
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Great Courtiers company; not scorn'd, refus'd
By th' Prince Orontes self at twenty's Age;
E're woo'd his Wife; when we did both ingage
For Fellow-Travellers, (mine thirty tho)
First year abroad eat, drank together so:
Parting with him on farthest Persian Ground:
Orsamnes known by Fame, brave Youth, Renown'd.
That former time with Duke Verdorus too
I've Hunted, Boul'd, ere his fair Wife did Woo,
Eugene call'd. They answer'd; he might be
(In smiling way) worthy of such company.
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