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Amorea, The Lost Lover

Or The Idea of Love and Misfortune. Being Poems, Sonets, Songs, Odes, Pastoral, Elegies, Lyrick Poems, and Epigrams. Never before printed. Written by Pathericke Jenkin

Jenkyn, Pathericke

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To his ever Honoured friend Mr P. I. on his Amorea.

To my dear friend Mr. P. J. on his Amorea.

To his Ingenious Friend Mr. P. J. on his Poems of the King's Return.

To his esteemed friend Mr. P. J. On his Poems.

To his Dear Brother, on his Amorea.

To my dear friend on his Amorea

To his Dear and ever honoured freind Mr. P. J. on his Poems.

To his dear and ever Honoured friend Mr. P. J. On his Poems.

To my dear friend on his Amorea.

To his ever friend Mr P. J. On his Poems.

To Mr P. J. on his Amorea.

Peace pratling Muse.

Love at a Stand.

To Amorea on his going to Sea.

His Inducement to Love.

To Amorea from Prison.

The Authors danger, and deliverance.

Hopeless Affection.

Under his Mistress's Picture.

On his departing.

A Fancie on Courting.

On the Curtain of his Mistress's Picture.

Writ on her Lute.

Commanded to conceal his Love.

On his Quondum Mistress.

Hespelon, and Amorea.

On the five Senses.

A Dream.

His complaint to the Groves.

To his Ingenuous Friend, J. P. Esq; on Limbing.

A Contention between a Poet and a Limner.

A Pastorall Poem.

To Amorea on his going to Travell.

To Cloris, imploring a revenge.

In praise of Sack.

On loving of two.

To Amorea walking in her Garden.

To Mr. James Sherley on his playes.

On the perfection of Beauty.

To his unconstant Mistress.

An Elegie on the Death of the Princess Royal.

The difference between a Lute, and a Via

On the Inequalletie of Marraige.

Clariana's Dream.

Love and Respect.

The Authors dream.

On the Death of his Mistress.

On His Sacred MAJESTIES haypy Restauration.

To the most Honoured Sir James Smith Knight, On his many favours received.

To his little Book.

On the Contents of his Book, to the Readers.

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A Dream.

VVhen Morpheus had possest mine eies
With sleep, and unconfined thought
Did stray, it to my fancy brought
The Image I so highly prize.

Sometimes I seem to see my dear
Tempted with a golden shower,
And yet so constant that their power,
Cannot change the mind of her.

Another time unto my greif
I think I see her for to yeild,
And almost give up the feild
Destitute of my Releif.

Then do I see (but grive to see)
A Rivall doth my place possess
And hath all the happiness
Which was onely due to me.

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Yet at last if not deceived,
Amorea is unmoved,
No one but my self she loved,
Waking then my joyes bereaved.