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To the Lord D. L. upon his Marriage.
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To the Lord D. L. upon his Marriage.
VVe that are Orpheus Sons, and can inheritBy that great title, nought but's num'rous spirit;
His broken Harpe, & when we're tir'd with moan
A few small Trees of Bay to hang it on.
We that successive can claime no more,
From such a poor unlucky Ancestor;
Must now (my Noble Lord) take thrifty care,
To know, what modern wealth the Muses share?
Or how it is dispos'd? and strait we finde
Great, pow'rful Love, hath bount'ously resign'd
Into your happy Armes, the Chief, and Best,
Of all that our ambitious hopes possest:
Your noble Bride; to whose eternal Eyes,
We daily offer'd wreathes in Sacrifice:
Whose warmth gave Laurel growth, whose ev'ry beame,
Was first our influence, and then our theame:
Whose brest (too narrow for her heart) was still
Her reasons Throne, and prison to her will:
And since, this is your willing faith, 'tis fit
What all the kinde, and wiser Starres commit
Unto your charge, be with such eager love,
And soft endearments us'd, as well may prove,
They meant, when first they taught you how to wooe,
She should be happy, and the Muses too.
Live still, the pleasure of each other sight;
To each, a new made wonder, and delight;
Though two, yet both so much one constant minde,
That t'will be art, and mistery to finde
(Your thoughts and wishes, being still the same)
From which of eithers loving heart they came.
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