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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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These Lines instil'd to eithers Mayden brest
Some Balmy comfort (sorest wound, unrest
(Indeed) where true Love seems disdain'd and scorn'd)
Though both of them with Show'rs of Pearl adorn'd
Their blubber'd Lines; as if from thence should Grow
Those precious, dear Love-fruits, which late did flow
Dropt from his gentle Pen, as Relicks kept;
Began both now with melting hearts t'accept
Their constant Servants, who had pin'd for them;
Brave Youths, gentilest-born, each deem'd as Gem;
(Menander, whom, Sirenus we did call)
Fair-fortun'd like their Mistresses withall:
Though both the Womens portions doubled by
Ortheris were, through friendly'st courtesie
(Those summs left free to their own pow'r, disposing)
Such ardent Fires these gallant Youths disclosing;
More love not bare those Nymphs to th' Lord Polind.
Two severall Wedding daies they chose, design'd;
Each celebrating thus that others Feast,
Kind Partners in't; both happy Wives and blest.
All which, their Parents too, as first they were
(Most part) Joynt-sufferers with Duke Orthere;

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Sharing with him that peacefull'st pastorall Life;
So when, recover'd thus his dearest Wife,
Scean chang'd for Home; They also, still his train
Kind Shadowes as it were, took leaves oth' Plain
Four years consum'd (as if in honour trod
His Steps) return'd to their gentile Abode.