Love's Dialect or; Poeticall Varieties; Digested Into a Miscelanie of various fancies. Composed by Tho. Iordan |
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A Gentleman deploring his former follies.
Reason I doe salute thy brightnesse, thouExpellsts the mists of error; from thy brow
A radiant Beame is shot into my soule,
By which I have discovered how foule
My former follies made me; it is thee
That makst poore Man become a monarchy:
Hadst thou been with me when the greedy grape
Ingross'd my senses, and committed Rape
Vpon my understanding, I might be
Lesse in Arrerage for Ebriety.
Had I enjoy'd thy company when I
(Inflam'd with feaver-burning luxury)
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And kept her mayden innocence secure;
I had beene happy, for my tainted name
Had beene an honest Character, no shame,
Had I employ'd thy councell (when my wrath)
Ayded by envy trod a guilty path
Vnto my freinds confusion, but because
He was not regular in Bacchus lawes,
My spleene had beene more temperate, for I
Had conquer'd rashnesse by sobrietie.
Hadst thou bin present when my ruder tongue
Calumniously did doe my Mistresse wrong,
Who chastly loved when I did boldly say,
Shee was my looser creature to alay
Lascivious desires; that shee would doe
What (heaven) knowes) I nere seduc'd her to,
Thou hadst corrected the egregious ill,
And I had liv'd her honor'd servant still.
Hadst thou beene pleas'd ever to lend thy store
Of saving helpe, such follyes on my score
Had nere beene written, tis not yet too late
For devoute penitence to expiate;
Be my Adjutor, Reason tis in thee
That I will seeke mans mediocritie.
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