Pocula Castalia The Authors Motto. Fortunes Tennis-Ball. Eliza. Poems. Epigrams. &c. By R. B. [i.e Robert Baron] |
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Epithalamium.
To
Bed, Yee two in one united, go,
Passe Doves in billing:
Mix ye, and struggle till your marrow flow,
Embrace more willing
Than th'Loving Palmes (great Vnions wonder)
That ne'r bore any fruit asunder.
Passe Doves in billing:
Mix ye, and struggle till your marrow flow,
Embrace more willing
Than th'Loving Palmes (great Vnions wonder)
That ne'r bore any fruit asunder.
Be young to either, when Winter and grey haires
Your heads shall climbe,
May your affections like the merry Spheres
Still move in Time;
And may (with many a good Presage)
Your Marriage prove your Merry Age.
Your heads shall climbe,
May your affections like the merry Spheres
Still move in Time;
And may (with many a good Presage)
Your Marriage prove your Merry Age.
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