Thalia Rediviva The Pass-times and Diversions of a Countrey-muse, In Choice Poems on several Occasions. With Some Learned Remains of the Eminent Eugenius Philalethes. Never made Publick till now [by Henry Vaughan] |
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To Etesia looking from her Casement at the full Moon.
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To Etesia looking from her Casement at the full Moon.
See you that beauteous Queen, which no age tames?
Her Train is Azure, set with golden flames.
My brighter fair, fix on the East your Eyes,
And view that bed of Clouds, whence she doth rise.
Above all others in that one short hour
Which most concern'd in, she had greatest pow'r.
This made my Fortunes humorous as wind,
But fix'd Affections to my constant mind.
She fed me with the tears of Starrs, and thence
I suck'd in Sorrows with their Influence.
To some in smiles, and store of light she broke:
To me in sad Eclipses still she spoke.
She bent me with the motion of her Sphere,
And made me feel, what first I did but fear.
Her Train is Azure, set with golden flames.
My brighter fair, fix on the East your Eyes,
And view that bed of Clouds, whence she doth rise.
Above all others in that one short hour
Which most concern'd in, she had greatest pow'r.
This made my Fortunes humorous as wind,
But fix'd Affections to my constant mind.
She fed me with the tears of Starrs, and thence
I suck'd in Sorrows with their Influence.
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To me in sad Eclipses still she spoke.
She bent me with the motion of her Sphere,
And made me feel, what first I did but fear.
But when I came to Age, and had o'regrown
Her Rules, and saw my freedom was my own,
I did reply unto the Laws of Fate,
And made my Reason, my great Advocate:
I labour'd to inherit my just right;
But then (O hear Etesia!) lest I might
Redeem my self, my unkind Starry Mother
Took my poor Heart, and gave it to another.
Her Rules, and saw my freedom was my own,
I did reply unto the Laws of Fate,
And made my Reason, my great Advocate:
I labour'd to inherit my just right;
But then (O hear Etesia!) lest I might
Redeem my self, my unkind Starry Mother
Took my poor Heart, and gave it to another.
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