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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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Forenz, grown pensive, sad, wish'd him be wise;
New-minds him of her great'st illustrious Birth,
Huge, dazeling Fortunes too; her Aunt th' whole earth
Not match'd for towring'st mind, almost, beside
Known loftly'st Aymes for her: Inform'd, what Tide
Of Big-rank'd Suitors there, though mention'd one
Grand, mighty Lord, most urg'd by th' Aunt alone
(Whom yet conceiv'd she loath'd) for damping cloze,
How strictly austere her Aunt; Mayds, Daughters, those
Still Scout-like following her: no way did seem
T'obtain the Prize, but by strange Stratagem.
Thersames when reply'd; O, dearest Friend
Support me, or I sink ingulph'd; but lend
Your Influentiall ayde; in Losing her
I'm wholly Lost, whose Reason, Life (dear Sir)
Bound up in her become: O make me able
To grasp, Enjoy, or know I'm miserable.