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 Presence.
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Ornande's Presence.
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Now shines on me my sweetest Sun,Nor proves my glorious Spring yet done;
Absence sad thereof depriving;
Whilst my Soul may seem to dance,
(When 'tis not laid in blessed Trance)
Through those Joys from thee reviving:
Now I view
Fair Beauty's World, imbrace it too.
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Touch th' Hands and Breast that Tongue do hear,Words, Voice, both musical to th' Ear;
Yet, for Pleasures more abounding,
Let me Time's advantage take,
Some Kisses reap for goodness sake;
Whilst those Eyes thy Servant wounding,
Grant, impart
Lips sugred Balm to cheer my Heart.
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Barr'd Love's chief Food, transcendent hoard,Those Cherries, fruits desire afford:
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Think not One can please, rejoyce,
Or more obtain'd their Dainties choice
Consume at all, cloy me with Kisses,
Who may swear,
Each Touch doth breed new Longings there.
So highly grac'd,
I have no fainter Lover's Tast;
Nor can those Lips through freeness wast.
I have no fainter Lover's Tast;
Nor can those Lips through freeness wast.
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