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The poems of John Marston

Edited by Arnold Davenport
Marston, John (1575?-1634)

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THE METAMORPHOSIS of Pigmalions Image.
  
TO THE WORLDS MIGHTIE MONARCH, GOOD OPINION
  
To his Mistres.
  
PIGMALION
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SATYRES.
  
The Authour in prayse of his precedent Poem.
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CERTAINE SATYRES
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SATYRE. 1. Quedam videntur, et non sunt.
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SATYRE. 2. Quedam sunt, et non videntur.
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SATYRE. 3. Quedam et sunt, et videntur.
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[SATYRE 4] REACTIO.
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SATYRE [5] Parua magna, magna nulla.
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THE SCOVRGE OF Villanie.
  
[dedication]
  
To Detraction I present my Poesie.
  
In Lectores prorsus indignos.
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[SATY: Liber primus.]
  
PROEMIVM IN librum primum.
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SATYRE. I. Fronti nulla fides.
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SATYRE. II. Difficile est Satyram non scribere. Iuve.
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SATYRE. III. Redde, age, quæ deinceps risisti.
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SATYRE. IIII. CRAS.
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SATY: Liber secundus.
  
Proemium in librum secundum.
  
Ad Rithmum.
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SATYRE. V. Totum in toto.
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SATYRE. VI. Hem nosti'n.
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SATYRE. VII. A Cynicke Satyre.
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SATY: Liber Tertius.
  
Proemium in librum tertium.
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SATYRE. VIII. Inamorato Curio.
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SATYRE. IX. Here's a toy to mocke an Ape indeede.
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[SATIRE X] SATYRA NOVA. Stultorum plena sunt omnia.
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[SATIRE XI] Humours.
  
To euerlasting Obliuion.
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POEMS FROM LOVE'S MARTYR
  
A narration and description of a most exact wondrous creature, arising out of the Phœnix and Turtle Doues ashes.
  
The description of this Perfection.
  
To Perfection.
  
Perfectioni Hymnus.
  
On Jonson's Sejanus, 1605
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THE ENTERTAINMENT OF The Dowager-Countess of Darby
  
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The Songe
  
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A man , a man, a kingdome for a man.
Why how now currish mad Athenian?
Thou Cynick dogge, see'st not streets do swarme
With troupes of men? No, no, for Circes charme
Hath turn'd them all to swine: I neuer shall
Thinke those same Samian sawes authenticall,
But rather I dare sweare, the soules of swine
Doe liue in men, for that same radiant shine,
That lustre wherewith natures Nature decked
Our intellectuall part, that glosse is soyled
With stayning spots of vile impietie,
And muddy durt of sensualitie,
These are no men, but Apparitions,
Ignes fatui, Glowormes, Fictions,
Meteors, Ratts of Nilus, Fantasies,
Colosses, Pictures, Shades, Resemblances.
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