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 |
To his Ingenuous Friend, J. P. Esq; on Limbing.
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Amorea, The Lost Lover | ||
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To his Ingenuous Friend, J. P. Esq; on Limbing.
Speak ingenuous Friend of mine,
Be but pleased for to shew,
In what Regent or what Clime
Do those heavenly coullers grow.
Be but pleased for to shew,
In what Regent or what Clime
Do those heavenly coullers grow.
We admire the mistery,
Of thy hidden secret Art,
Which not only fills the eye,
But doth captivate the heart.
Of thy hidden secret Art,
Which not only fills the eye,
But doth captivate the heart.
Here the heedless Lover views,
The well known adored face
Of his Mistress, straight renews
Hopes, and symptomes of new grace.
The well known adored face
Of his Mistress, straight renews
Hopes, and symptomes of new grace.
Here a piece like Beauties Queen,
That a winning modesty,
Then an humble pride is seen,
Thus a stately Majesty.
That a winning modesty,
Then an humble pride is seen,
Thus a stately Majesty.
Here a Countenance is sad,
Ready to dissolve in tears,
There a face that looks half glad,
Intermixt with joy and fears.
Ready to dissolve in tears,
There a face that looks half glad,
Intermixt with joy and fears.
Whence are thy rare Pencills brought,
Whence thy Art, and in what place,
Colours are, paint love and thought,
And declare it in the face.
Whence thy Art, and in what place,
Colours are, paint love and thought,
And declare it in the face.
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Surely thou hast gotten wings,
For to fetch this heavenly dye,
For they are not Terrene things,
Can so wound both heart and eye.
For to fetch this heavenly dye,
For they are not Terrene things,
Can so wound both heart and eye.
Amorea, The Lost Lover | ||