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The poems of George Daniel

... From the original mss. in the British Museum: Hitherto unprinted. Edited, with introduction, notes, and illustrations, portrait, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart: In four volumes
Daniel, George (1616-1657)

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VOL. I.
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VOL. II.
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Scattered Fancies;
  
Carmen Protrepticon; Lectori
 I. 
ODE I
 II. 
ODE II
 III. 
ODE III.
 IV. 
ODE IV.
 V. 
ODE V.
 VI. 
ODE VI.
 VII. 
ODE VII.
 VIII. 
ODE VIII.
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ODE IX.
 X. 
ODE X.
 XI. 
ODE XI.
 XII. 
ODE XII.
 XIII. 
ODE XIII.
 XIV. 
ODE XIV.
 XV. 
ODE XV.
 XVI. 
ODE XVI.
 XVII. 
ODE XVII.
 XVIII. 
ODE XVIII.
 XIX. 
ODE XIX.
 XX. 
ODE XX.
 XXI. 
ODE XXI.
 XXII. 
ODE XXII.
 XXIII. 
ODE XXIII.
 XXIV. 
ODE XXIV.
 XXV. 
ODE XXV.
 XXVI. 
ODE XXVI.
 XXVII. 
ODE XXVII.
 XXVIII. 
ODE XXVIII.
 XXIX. 
ODE XXIX.
 XXX. 
ODE XXX.
 XXXI. 
ODE XXXI.
 XXXII. 
ODE XXXII.
 XXXIII. 
ODE XXXIII.
 XXXIV. 
ODE XXXIV.
 XXXV. 
ODE XXXV.
 XXXVI. 
ODE XXXVI.
 XXXVII. 
ODE XXXVII.
 XXXVIII. 
ODE XXXVIII.
 XXXIX. 
ODE XXXIX.
 XL. 
ODE XL.
 XLI. 
ODE XLI.
 XLII. 
ODE XLII.
 XLIII. 
ODE XLIII.
 XLIV. 
ODE XLIV.
 XLV. 
ODE XLV.
 XLVI. 
ODE XLVI.
 XLVII. 
ODE XLVII.
 XLVIII. 
ODE XLVIII.
 XLIX. 
ODE XLIX.
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ODE L.
 LI. 
ODE LI.
 LII. 
ODE LII.
 LIII. 
ODE LIII.
 LIV. 
ODE LIV.
 LV. 
ODE LV.
 LVI. 
ODE LVI.
 LVII. 
ODE LVII.
 LVIII. 
ODE LVIII.
 LIX. 
ODE LIX.
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FURTHER POEMS.
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ΙΙΟΛΥΛΟΓΙΑ;
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Eclesiasticus:
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VOL. III. VOL. IV.
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TRINARCHODIA
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The severall Raignes of Richard the Second Henrie the Fourth, & Henrie the Fifth
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47

Silvia revolted.

When I, vnto the fameles Devia, now
Vtter my song, the emptie winds disperse
My Laboured Numbers, and let noe man know
Their Soūd: ah! there have I, in mightie verse,
Had better Audience, of my fellow peeres;
The proud Amintas did not scorne, to bow
And give Attention; nor disdaine to ioyne
His verses, with the notes which then were mine.
When hee, the bright Vrbana magnified;
And I my Silvia sung, in Equall Sound;
Silvia, the fairest, mortall ever Eyed;
But ah! my griefe! there is my heart's great wound.
Sylvia, whom once I almost Deified,
Revolted is; and newer Loves hath found.
Ah faithles Silvia; whether shall I flye,
ffor Passion, to enrage my Poesie.
Whither! but to the Eyes of Silvia false?
And dash my bitter Inke against their shine;
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Defame that glorious feature; which exalts
Her name, to wonder, in some verse of mine;
Crie recreant, and recant what ever calls
Her faire, or worthy; Draw another Line
And what I said, vnsay; or shall I keepe
In modest limits; and let Passion Sleepe.
I will not wrong her Name, which gave mine Life
In a Cleare Mention; She to whom I sung
A Thousand Sonnets, and brought Numbers rife,
To Celebrate her Glories; She who hung
My browes with virgin Chaplets; never greife
Shall blind my Iudgment, with soe foule a wrong;
But Silvia, in my verse, shall keepe a Seat,
Though me she Scorne, and happilie forget.
Though me She Scorne; and give her love away
To proud Penandro; and the guiltie Crue
Rivall her favours; I may see a Day,
She will be glad to grace my love anew;
Meanwhile, in Libertie, I will Assay
My fancie (taught by her) and re-accrue
My Thoughts into their Station; and then Scorne
Her faith retracted, old, and overworne.
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