The History Of the Most Vile Dimagoras Who by Treachery and Poison blasted the incomparable Beauty of Divine Parthenia: Inter-woven with the History of Amoronzo and Celania. By John Quarles |
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My Lord, if your offences be so great
As you express, 'tis fit I should retreat
From thoughts of pardon; unto which intent
Walk in my Lord, and take your punishment;
I must assure you that 'twill much exceed
The merit of your crime; My Lord, you need
Have more then usual patience: This discourse
Had allmost made Dimagoras divorce
His thoughts, from his intents, his wit affords
No sense to understand Kalanders words;
These are but homely Complements, thinks he,
Is this the effect of his lib'ralitie?
Let what will happen, I am fully bent,
Thinks he to enter, and expect th' event;
So being led into a spacious Hall
Whose uniformity might justly call
It self most Excellent, and could supply
The ear with rare delights, as well as th' eye,
Where being come, Kalander does address
Himself unto him, with a chearfulness
Disconsonant to what Dimagoras did
Expect, and with a graceful presence bid
Him freely welcome, which did much repair
His drooping spirits, and decrease his care;
So after mutual Ceremonies past
They both sat down, Dimagoras often cast
His eyes upon the Pictures; but before
His nimble senses could half look them o're.
His ears were courted with such melodies
That now he's turn'd all ears, that was all eyes;
He lookt about, but could not apprehend
From whence those Heav'n-bred Raptures should descend
But on a sudden (just before his eyes)
Two folding doors flyes ope, and he espyes
Variety of objects; Now his ears,
And eyes are grown at variance, and he fears
One sense disturbs another, for the eyes,
And ears are so antartique, that it lyes
Not in the power of nature to unite
Or reconcile the ears unto the sight;
Although 'tis not deny'd they often are
Assistant to each other; yet I dare
Presume to ask this question; tell me whither
That they can see, and hear, and judge together,
Both at one instant; but it is in part
Answer'd, because Dimagoras his heart
Did truly wish it lay within his power,
To be or deaf, or blind, for half an hour;
My judgement's satisfy'd enough to know
Both eyes, and ears, were captivated so,
That 'twas, nay very difficult, to tell
Which object did most please, which most excel:
As you express, 'tis fit I should retreat
From thoughts of pardon; unto which intent
Walk in my Lord, and take your punishment;
I must assure you that 'twill much exceed
The merit of your crime; My Lord, you need
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Had allmost made Dimagoras divorce
His thoughts, from his intents, his wit affords
No sense to understand Kalanders words;
These are but homely Complements, thinks he,
Is this the effect of his lib'ralitie?
Let what will happen, I am fully bent,
Thinks he to enter, and expect th' event;
So being led into a spacious Hall
Whose uniformity might justly call
It self most Excellent, and could supply
The ear with rare delights, as well as th' eye,
Where being come, Kalander does address
Himself unto him, with a chearfulness
Disconsonant to what Dimagoras did
Expect, and with a graceful presence bid
Him freely welcome, which did much repair
His drooping spirits, and decrease his care;
So after mutual Ceremonies past
They both sat down, Dimagoras often cast
His eyes upon the Pictures; but before
His nimble senses could half look them o're.
His ears were courted with such melodies
That now he's turn'd all ears, that was all eyes;
He lookt about, but could not apprehend
From whence those Heav'n-bred Raptures should descend
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Two folding doors flyes ope, and he espyes
Variety of objects; Now his ears,
And eyes are grown at variance, and he fears
One sense disturbs another, for the eyes,
And ears are so antartique, that it lyes
Not in the power of nature to unite
Or reconcile the ears unto the sight;
Although 'tis not deny'd they often are
Assistant to each other; yet I dare
Presume to ask this question; tell me whither
That they can see, and hear, and judge together,
Both at one instant; but it is in part
Answer'd, because Dimagoras his heart
Did truly wish it lay within his power,
To be or deaf, or blind, for half an hour;
My judgement's satisfy'd enough to know
Both eyes, and ears, were captivated so,
That 'twas, nay very difficult, to tell
Which object did most please, which most excel:
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