The History Of the Most Vile Dimagoras Who by Treachery and Poison blasted the incomparable Beauty of Divine Parthenia: Inter-woven with the History of Amoronzo and Celania. By John Quarles |
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My Muse has overtaken him, and now
He's very busie in observing how
The Country lay, whilst his observing eye
Upon a hills assent, did soon discry
A Stately Pallace, which indeed gave more
Content, then all that he had seen before;
It was Kalanders Pallace, who indeed
(As 'twas impossible he should exceed
His Fathers virtues) equally exprest
As much of bounty, with a noble breast:
Dimagoras (much contented) makes a stand,
First views the house, and then surveys the Land;
Observes each herd of Cattel, how they browse
And inter-weave themselves amongst the boughs;
Then his obliquor eyes (with living chear
Banquet themselves) observes the well-fed Deer
Crusted within a wall, that would invite
Meer gluttony unto an appetite:
Then with a more, then half reverted eye
(Being greedy in his looks) he did espye
Hugh flocks of well-fleec'd sheep, whose frisking Lambs
Would (in obedience to their blating Dams,
And their own hunger) oft kneel down, and tugg
The swelling bounty of th' exuberous dugg;
Nor did his eye alone Monopolize
These several pleasures; for his ears, likewise
Were courted with delight; in this they got
The upper hand, the eyes could see them not;
Yet by the ears direction they could see
The happy Authors of this melodie:
It was four Damosels, sitting on the ground
Cussion'd with Hillocks, lab'ring to confound
Their sorrows in a Ditty; having took
There several seats neer to a neighbouring Brook,
Whose silver streams, being proud to overflow
Their virdent banks, stood still, as't twere, to show
An admiration, seeming to express
An humble duty to each Shepherdess;
At last (having not Neptunes grant to stay)
They shrunk within their bounds, & danc't away:
Dimagoras (though well-pleas'd) was not content
To hear at distance, crav'd the free consent
Of his attentive Goaler, to go near
Unto the place, and undiscovered hear
Their Amarous Songs; The Goaler gave consent,
They quit the Coach, and so away they went;
But er'e they could arrive unto the end
Of their desires they were enforc'd to lend
Their ears to new delights, a voice was sent
Into their souls, to cause a ravishment;
They both amazed, thought, they knew not what
Both wondring what it was they wondred at;
They now imploy their eyes to pry about
To see if they could find this Angel out;
At last their heedless paces brought them nigh
Unto a Jes'mine Grove, being thick and high;
Yet was it not so thick, but that the ear
strictly attending, could prevail to hear,
And understand these words, which in regard
They pleas'd him not, Dimagoras wish'd unheard.
He's very busie in observing how
The Country lay, whilst his observing eye
Upon a hills assent, did soon discry
A Stately Pallace, which indeed gave more
Content, then all that he had seen before;
It was Kalanders Pallace, who indeed
(As 'twas impossible he should exceed
His Fathers virtues) equally exprest
As much of bounty, with a noble breast:
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First views the house, and then surveys the Land;
Observes each herd of Cattel, how they browse
And inter-weave themselves amongst the boughs;
Then his obliquor eyes (with living chear
Banquet themselves) observes the well-fed Deer
Crusted within a wall, that would invite
Meer gluttony unto an appetite:
Then with a more, then half reverted eye
(Being greedy in his looks) he did espye
Hugh flocks of well-fleec'd sheep, whose frisking Lambs
Would (in obedience to their blating Dams,
And their own hunger) oft kneel down, and tugg
The swelling bounty of th' exuberous dugg;
Nor did his eye alone Monopolize
These several pleasures; for his ears, likewise
Were courted with delight; in this they got
The upper hand, the eyes could see them not;
Yet by the ears direction they could see
The happy Authors of this melodie:
It was four Damosels, sitting on the ground
Cussion'd with Hillocks, lab'ring to confound
Their sorrows in a Ditty; having took
There several seats neer to a neighbouring Brook,
Whose silver streams, being proud to overflow
Their virdent banks, stood still, as't twere, to show
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An humble duty to each Shepherdess;
At last (having not Neptunes grant to stay)
They shrunk within their bounds, & danc't away:
Dimagoras (though well-pleas'd) was not content
To hear at distance, crav'd the free consent
Of his attentive Goaler, to go near
Unto the place, and undiscovered hear
Their Amarous Songs; The Goaler gave consent,
They quit the Coach, and so away they went;
But er'e they could arrive unto the end
Of their desires they were enforc'd to lend
Their ears to new delights, a voice was sent
Into their souls, to cause a ravishment;
They both amazed, thought, they knew not what
Both wondring what it was they wondred at;
They now imploy their eyes to pry about
To see if they could find this Angel out;
At last their heedless paces brought them nigh
Unto a Jes'mine Grove, being thick and high;
Yet was it not so thick, but that the ear
strictly attending, could prevail to hear,
And understand these words, which in regard
They pleas'd him not, Dimagoras wish'd unheard.
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