The History of Polindor and Flostella With Other Poems. By I. H. [i.e. John Harington] The third Edition, Revised and much Enlarged |
The History of Polindor and Flostella | ||
The Spring-time.
Behold those chrystall Founts
Which P[illeg.]l and wander o're the Plain;
How branching, plum'd those lofty Mounts,
Plush-Banks bedrest with Flow'rs again:
Th' whole World's reviv'd;
Earth deck'd in Masquing robes, bright Heav'ns surrond
Cleer-check'd, sweet'st-breathing Gales abound,
Whilst Mortalls grow new-liv'd.
Which P[illeg.]l and wander o're the Plain;
How branching, plum'd those lofty Mounts,
Plush-Banks bedrest with Flow'rs again:
Th' whole World's reviv'd;
Earth deck'd in Masquing robes, bright Heav'ns surrond
Cleer-check'd, sweet'st-breathing Gales abound,
Whilst Mortalls grow new-liv'd.
Chief Empress of the Spring,
Come forth with all thy Beamy pow'r,
Thine Hand mayd since does smiling bring,
Let not the lovely'st Mistress Low'r;
Least damping thence
Th' whole worlds fair Spring-tyde, with my faithful
Drooping thy Frown to both imparts,
Through strangest Influence.
Come forth with all thy Beamy pow'r,
Thine Hand mayd since does smiling bring,
Let not the lovely'st Mistress Low'r;
Least damping thence
Th' whole worlds fair Spring-tyde, with my faithful
Drooping thy Frown to both imparts,
Through strangest Influence.
Come Sweetest, let us trace
To yonder Bow'r, prospective Hill,
Where th' Springs Musitiaus, more to grace,
C[illeg.] Eares shall with their Carolls fill:
There's VENUS Fount,
Melting its streams forth from those Rocks above;
All, Lectures of Joy, Beauty, Love
shall now to thee Recount.
To yonder Bow'r, prospective Hill,
Where th' Springs Musitiaus, more to grace,
C[illeg.] Eares shall with their Carolls fill:
There's VENUS Fount,
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All, Lectures of Joy, Beauty, Love
shall now to thee Recount.
The History of Polindor and Flostella | ||