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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First for Kalaspes short, though various Fate,
Who was thrown down that dismall Rock, through hate
Of vile Lurganor (as long since was told)
By Huntesmen scar'd, when (lo) that uncontrol'd,
High'st Providence so check'd the threatning stroke
That, leavy Branch, grown forth 'bout 'midst oth' Rock,
Imbrac'd her dainty'st Limbs; did gently so
Dandle them down to th' sprouting Branch, below,
Which kindly'st Kiss'd them too: Though cruell Crag
Oth' Rock, receiving next, might sadly brag
Of purest Blood; which rudely'st arm'd did throw'er
For second heavy'st Greeting, down much lower
To th' Champaign-ground: where Lump of senceless Clay
(Though fair to boot) Blood-purpled, bruis'd she lay.
Who was thrown down that dismall Rock, through hate
Of vile Lurganor (as long since was told)
By Huntesmen scar'd, when (lo) that uncontrol'd,
High'st Providence so check'd the threatning stroke
That, leavy Branch, grown forth 'bout 'midst oth' Rock,
Imbrac'd her dainty'st Limbs; did gently so
Dandle them down to th' sprouting Branch, below,
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Oth' Rock, receiving next, might sadly brag
Of purest Blood; which rudely'st arm'd did throw'er
For second heavy'st Greeting, down much lower
To th' Champaign-ground: where Lump of senceless Clay
(Though fair to boot) Blood-purpled, bruis'd she lay.
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