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Olor Iscanus

A Collection of some Select Poems, and Translations, Formerly written by Mr. Henry Vaughan Silurist. Published by a Friend

Vaughan, Henry (1622-1695)

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Vpon the most Ingenious pair of Twins, Eugenius Philalethes, and the Authour of these Poems.

To my friend the Authour upon these his Poems.

Vpon the following Poems.

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To the River Isca.

The Charnel-house.

In Amicum fœneratorem.

To his friend ------.

To his retired friend, an Invitation to Brecknock.

Monsieur Gombauld.

An Elegie on the death of Mr. R. W. slain in the late unfortunate differences at Routon Heath, neer Chester, 1645.

Upon a Cloke lent him by Mr. J. Ridsley.

Upon Mr. Fletchers Playes, published, 1647.

Upon the Poems and Playes of the ever memorable Mr. William Cartwright.

To the best, and most accomplish'd Couple ------

An Elegie on the death of Mr. R. Hall, slain at Pontefract, 1648.

To my learned friend, Mr. T. Powell, upon His Translation of Malvezzi's Christian Politician.

To my worthy friend Master T. Lewes.

To the most Excellently accomplish'd, Mrs K. Philips.

An Epitaph upon the Lady Elizabeth, Second Daughter to his late Majestie.

To Sir William D' avenant, upon his Gondibert.

Tristium Lib. 5o. Eleg. 3a. To his fellow-Poets at Rome, upon the birth-day of Bacchus.

De Ponto, Lib. 3o. To his friends (after his many sollicitations) refusing to petition Cæsar for his releasement.

De Ponto, lib. 4o. Eleg. 3a. To his Inconstant friend, translated for the use of all the Judases of this touch-stone-Age.

Tristium Lib. 3o. Eleg. 3a. To his Wife at Rome, when he was sick.

Ausonii Cupido, Edyl. 6.

Boet. Lib. 1. Metrum 1.

Metrum 4.

Lib. 2. Metrum 1.

Casimirus, Lib.4. Ode 28.

Casimirus, Lib.2. Ode 8.

Casimirus, Lib.3. Ode 22.

Casimirus Lyric. Lib.3. Ode 23.

Casimirus, Lib.4. Ode 15.

Casimirus, Lib.4. Ode 13.

The Praise of a Religious life by Mathias Casimirus.

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Metrum 4.

Whose calme soule in a settled state
Kicks under foot the frowns of Fate,
And in his fortunes bad or good
Keeps the same temper in his bloud,
Not him the flaming Clouds above,
Nor Ætna's fierie tempests move,
No fretting seas from shore to shore
Boyling with Indignation o're
Nor burning thunderbolt that can
A mountain shake, can stirre this man.
Dull Cowards then! why should we start
To see hese tyrants act their part?
Nor hope, no fear what may befall
And you disarm their malice all.
But whod faintly sea; or wish
And sets no law to what is his,
Hath lost the buckler, and (poor Elfe!)
Makes up a Chain to bind himselfe.