Ex otio Negotium Or, Martiall his epigrams Translated. With Sundry Poems and Fancies, By R. Fletcher |
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Ad Entellum, Epig. 68.
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Ad Entellum, Epig. 68.
Oh that the famed Alcinous garden seesMay well prefer (Entellus) thine to his.
Least nipping winter peirce the purple grapes,
And on the Vines smart Frosts commit their rapes.
Thy vintage in a gem inclosed lyes,
And the Grape cover'd, not hid from our eyes.
So female shapes shine through their Tifanie,
And Pibbles in the waters numbred bee,
What would not nature free, to wit, impart?
When winter's made an Autumn by thy art.
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