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Poems By John Hall

Hall, John (1627-1656)

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To the young Authour upon his incomparable veine in Satyre and Love-sonnets.

To his friend Mr. J. H. upon his Poems.

A Genethliacon to the Infant Muse of his dearest Friend.

To the honoured Authour Mr. Hall on his Poems.

To his honour'd friend Mr. J. H.

To his admired friend Mr. Jo. Hall

To the no lesse knowing then ingenious, Mr. Hall on his ignorant Detractors.

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1.

The first Book.

Upon T. R. a very little man but excellently Learned.

A Sea Dialogue.

Upon the Kings Great Porter.

A Burning-glasse.

The Morning-star.

Platonick love.

To the Deformed X. R.

Julia weeping.

To my honoured Noble friend Thomas Stanley Esquire, on his Poems.

To Mr. Stanley after his return from France.

An Epicurean Ode

On M. W. the great eater.

Upon Samuel Ward D. D. the Lady Margarets Professour in Cambridge.

To the precious Memory of Master William Fenner.

On a Gentleman and his Wife, who dyed both within a very few dayes.

To Mr. Stanley.

On Doctor. Bambrigg, Mr. of Christs.

Upon Mr. Robert Wiseman, Son to Sir Richard Wiseman, Essex.

To his Tutor, Master Pawson.

To an Old Wife talking to him.

The Recantation.

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THE SECOND BOOKE OF Divine Poems.

The Lord commeth with ten thousand of his Saints to execute judgement upon all. Jude. 14. 15.

On an Houre-glasse.

What profiteth a Man of all his labour which he taketh under the Sun? Ecclesiastes. 1. 3.

A Pastoroll Hymne.

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Julia weeping.

1

Fairest, when thine eyes did poure
A Christall shower,
I was perswaded that some stone
Had liquid grown;
And thus amazed, sure thought I
When stones are moist some rain is nigh.

2

Why weep'st thou? cause thou cannot be
More hard to mee?
So Lionesses pitty, so
Do Tygres too:
So doth that Bird, which when she's fed
On all the man, pines or'e the Head.

3

Yet I'le make better Omens till
Event beguile,
Those pearly droppes in time shall be
A precious sea;
And thou shall like thy Corall prove,
Soft under water, hard above.