The History of Polindor and Flostella With Other Poems. By I. H. [i.e. John Harington] The third Edition, Revised and much Enlarged |
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Hers, fair green Sattin Robe; the lowest part
Or Skirts whereof, most richly deck'd by Art
With stately'st, lofty trayls of growing Flow'rs;
Silk, Silver, heightning Gold; thin pearly Show'rs
Weeping on them from scatter'd Clouds above,
Like Mays distilling Gems: There seem'd to rove
The loyt'ring Fly, that stout laborious Bee;
How truely'st suck'd! whilst higher men might see
Small winged Birds, choyce ayery generation.
Those Flow'rs beneath seem'd part oth' first Creation,
So primely fair; where th' glistring Lilly, Rose,
Gillyflow'r, Tulip joyn'd, did seem disclose
More Sun-born beauties far, more Radiant cheeks
Then painted Garden beds (there sweetly pecks
Small Paunsey too) All which might Fragrant from
That influentiall bodies Touch become,
Like Natures brood: 'twas needless Springtide draught;
By curious Tyrian Virgins onely wrought;
Whose Goddess Chloris crown'd might seem Flostel.
Her Sleeves did through Carnation Die excell;
With gorgeous silver Caulwork cover'd o're,
As though Lights glistring Orbs they (twin-like) bore:
While th' purest Neck, with Dimons flaming higher,
Limb'd forth that unknown Element of Fire.
Lastly, Azure silken Vest, skarf-form'd to th' eye
(Worn so) Star-pouder'd like Heav'ns Canopie,
Boasted their Needles spark'ling Firmament:
Those Flow's Earths under-glory might present:
Which Mantles shoulder deck'd resplendent Moon,
Though she chief Cinthia shin'd, which had it on:
For (Reader) know what Garb soe're was worn,
Flostella still did Braveness-self adorn.
Or Skirts whereof, most richly deck'd by Art
With stately'st, lofty trayls of growing Flow'rs;
Silk, Silver, heightning Gold; thin pearly Show'rs
Weeping on them from scatter'd Clouds above,
Like Mays distilling Gems: There seem'd to rove
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How truely'st suck'd! whilst higher men might see
Small winged Birds, choyce ayery generation.
Those Flow'rs beneath seem'd part oth' first Creation,
So primely fair; where th' glistring Lilly, Rose,
Gillyflow'r, Tulip joyn'd, did seem disclose
More Sun-born beauties far, more Radiant cheeks
Then painted Garden beds (there sweetly pecks
Small Paunsey too) All which might Fragrant from
That influentiall bodies Touch become,
Like Natures brood: 'twas needless Springtide draught;
By curious Tyrian Virgins onely wrought;
Whose Goddess Chloris crown'd might seem Flostel.
Her Sleeves did through Carnation Die excell;
With gorgeous silver Caulwork cover'd o're,
As though Lights glistring Orbs they (twin-like) bore:
While th' purest Neck, with Dimons flaming higher,
Limb'd forth that unknown Element of Fire.
Lastly, Azure silken Vest, skarf-form'd to th' eye
(Worn so) Star-pouder'd like Heav'ns Canopie,
Boasted their Needles spark'ling Firmament:
Those Flow's Earths under-glory might present:
Which Mantles shoulder deck'd resplendent Moon,
Though she chief Cinthia shin'd, which had it on:
For (Reader) know what Garb soe're was worn,
Flostella still did Braveness-self adorn.
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