The Grecian Story Being an Historical Poem, in Five Books. To which is Annex'd The Grove: Consisting of Divers Shorter Poems upon several Subjects. By J. H. [i.e. John Harington] |
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'Tis Truth, indeed, and so may well Improve
My precious Hours in point of Chaster Love.
Tho wander'd far, I n'er did see, behold
This Lady's Beauteous Match; She's prime enroll'd
Thought Singular. Since then my Lord (said She)
You Travel'd scarce awake, with Senses free.
'Twas not in Dream, Madam, you may conclude
(Vendormes said) your mind more Rare, unview'd.
Thus, longs my Heart, till for Corinthian home
You pleas'd t'advance; Travels grand Prize become:
Those daintiest Arms my Port conceiv'd (as 'twere)
Haven of Rest, content. Shewn Blushes there,
Mardiva
joyn'd; more knowledge in that Choice
Of Wife methinks (my Lord) e're pass'd your voice
With Wisdom should concur. He strait reply'd
I've found so much, in this short space descry'd,
And heard much more through that great Friend's Relation,
As hath confirm'd my thoughts. Whence took occasion
Delphine strait to speak: I did inform
His Lordship how you fled Lascivious Storm,
The King himself (still purely Chast, unstain'd)
Young, Handsom tho; Gems, Gold like trash disdain'd.
My precious Hours in point of Chaster Love.
Tho wander'd far, I n'er did see, behold
This Lady's Beauteous Match; She's prime enroll'd
Thought Singular. Since then my Lord (said She)
You Travel'd scarce awake, with Senses free.
'Twas not in Dream, Madam, you may conclude
(Vendormes said) your mind more Rare, unview'd.
Thus, longs my Heart, till for Corinthian home
You pleas'd t'advance; Travels grand Prize become:
Those daintiest Arms my Port conceiv'd (as 'twere)
Haven of Rest, content. Shewn Blushes there,
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Of Wife methinks (my Lord) e're pass'd your voice
With Wisdom should concur. He strait reply'd
I've found so much, in this short space descry'd,
And heard much more through that great Friend's Relation,
As hath confirm'd my thoughts. Whence took occasion
Delphine strait to speak: I did inform
His Lordship how you fled Lascivious Storm,
The King himself (still purely Chast, unstain'd)
Young, Handsom tho; Gems, Gold like trash disdain'd.
| The Grecian Story | |