Du Bartas His Divine Weekes And Workes with A Compleate Collectio[n] of all the other most delight-full Workes: Translated and written by yt famous Philomusus: Iosvah Sylvester |
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12 Quinque Sensus.
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Du Bartas | ||
12 Quinque Sensus.
How swift is Beauty vanisht from thine Ey!How sudden Musick drowned in thine Ear!
How soon doo Odours from thy Nostrils fly!
How short, touch-Pleasures (tipt with Pain and Fear)!)
How sowre, Taste-sweetest, in small time's expense-is!
Then, Epicure, well may wee blame thee, since,
All vnder Sense thus vain, Thou hast no sense
Of Vanity, which so besots thy Senses.
Du Bartas | ||