The Grecian Story Being an Historical Poem, in Five Books. To which is Annex'd The Grove: Consisting of Divers Shorter Poems upon several Subjects. By J. H. [i.e. John Harington] |
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Ornande's close Retirement.
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Ornande's close Retirement.
Why do'st (Reserv'd) Spectators shun,Ornande, choice, terrestrial Sun?
So long withold our Break of day,
Till Darkness Lovers Hearts o'resway?
Did we too far (neglectful) slight
Thy Presence, when enjoy'd that Light?
Ornande so (found justly nice)
By Want doth raise, advance her Price;
And angry Absence shall alone
Make thee more reverenc'd, more known.
Prime Beauties were not made at all
For cloystring Tomb, Live-burial,
Fit for Bats, Owls; those splendid Seven,
Th' unwasted Lamps of Earth and Heaven,
Grand Brooches worn, they were not thrust
In Corners ought, forgotten dust,
But shine to th' World, and progress by
Like blazing Pageants through the Sky:
Choice Rarities beneath, things pure,
Still lock'd in Cabinets, obscure,
Pearl, dainty Gems then lose their glory;
Sight too preserves thy beauteous Story.
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The open Air in Field or Shade.
Much travell'd Land, as 'twere by th' Eye,
From some tall Mount prospectively,
Beholders Thoughts amazed round,
As though new rising Morn were sound:
For, as thy Sights our Physick prove,
Dull, drossy Spirits sublim'd above
Pure, active Fire, whilst Ayr-like so
These earthy Lumps, our Bodies grow,
And Bloods do dance in every Vein,
Thou physick'st too thy Self again.
Spring's dainty-breath'd, delicious Air
Will make thy Cheeks more rosie-fair,
(Choice Wonders now) like Beds of Flowers,
Breasts flourish more, joyn'd Lilly-bowers:
That Angel-shape would please our Eyes
With motion Angel-like, surprize;
Found nimbler far, that gallant frame
So lively as all Soul became:
Then shew thee abroad, Sweet'st, Fairest, thus,
Th' art Cordial to thy self, and us.
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