Ostella Or the Faction of Love and Beauty Reconcil'd ::

Ostella Or the Faction of Love and Beauty Reconcil'd

By I. T. [i.e. John Tatham]

Tatham, John (fl. 1632-1664)

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The Book to the Reader.

Upon my first sight of OSTELLA.

My Resolution.

Ostella discribed.

In the Morning

To Ostella, an Advise before she send an Answer.

Ostella smiling.

To Ostella upon the pain of her Tooth-ach.

To Ostella upon the lamenting the death of her Sparrow.

Vpon the Sparrow.

A Summons to a Seige.

The Retreat.

Ostella's Kisse.

Returning to my Chamber at night to the Taper.

To Love.

To Ostella's Brother.

Ostella visiting me in time of Sicknesse.

My Scorn to Cupid, or Cupid ungodded.

A Bird presented to Ostella.

Imagination.

Ostella saying she pittied me, but could not help me.

Reason.

Ostella saying, she would not say she did, could, nor would not Love me.

To Ostella my Choice.

Ostella Confessing She loved Me.

Ostella asking why: I loved Her.

The Nut to Ostella.

To Ostella.

The FACTION. To Ostella.

Ostella asking me how I liked a painted Lady came to see her.

Vpon my assurance of Ostella's Love.

Ostella veiled.

Ostella shewing me Verses sent to her by a friend of mine.

Ostella advising me to leave off drinking Wine.

To one asking how he should know my Mistresse.

My Vow to Ostella upon her doubting my faith.

Vpon an occasion; to Ostella, Of Jealousie.

Ostella forth of Town: To my Heart.

To the worst of Passions.

The Iealous Lovers, A Dialogue.

To my Thoughts.

To Ioy.

Ostella's Welcome to Town.

A Dialogue between Love and Honour.

Ostella weeping for my Imprisonment.

Ostella questioning of me concerning Clarinda, a former Mistress.

To Ostella upon her Reproving me and Councelling me from some Inconveniences.

Musick in the dead Season of the Night.

Ostella commanding my absence for a time.

To Time.

A Dialogue between Nature and Art.

To Ostella upon her saying she wonder'd how one S. B. got into preferment, and not I.

To Ostella, commending meeknesse of Spirit.

The Swallow.

Vpon my Departure.

DAPHNES.

Occasional Copies upon several SUBJECTS.

To a Mistris that told me, I could not live without her Love.

To a simply Coy Mistress.

To an imperiously proud Mistress, swell'd with my Praises.

Vpon the acquaintance of a Gallant Gentlewoman. To my self.

To a timorously willing Mistress.

Vpon my Noble friend, Richard Lovelace Esquire, his being in Holland. An Invitation.

To a Mistresse that thinks the sight without other enjoyment is Love sufficient.

To a vertuous Lady, on whom Envy had thrown a Scandal, for which she Mourned, and hung her Chamber with Blacks.

Spying Splendora through a Casement.

My Friend Paul Squire.

Seeing a Lady ------

An Occasional Frolick to an unknown Friend.

To a Gentlewoman that Loved me, and I not her.

Another upon the same.

A Dialogue.

To ------

To a Mistresse that bid me make another Choice.

To my self.

To the Deceiving Mistress.

To Mrs. J. H. upon my recovery of a fit of sickness.

To Mrs. I. H. upon the sight of a Marble Coverture or Statue in the Church.

A Frown.

Vpon my leaving off the Company of Hellena.

Songs in a Masque.

1 Song: Fortune Descending.

2 The poor Schollers Song.

3 Song. The Country-life.

4. Song. Ambition.

5. Song.

A Prologue spoken at the Cock-pit, at the coming of the Red-Bull Players thither.

A Prologue spoken at the Red-Bull to a Play called the Whisperer, or what you please.

On the Report of Master William Lawes his Death.

To my Mother, Mris. Dorothy Tatham, one of the Daughters of Christopher Percy of Manson in the County of Dorset, Esquire, then Iustice of Peace and Quorum, and High Sheriff of that County.

Vpon the Death of my Father.

Song.

To Cupid.

To the ------

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Vpon an occasion; to Ostella, Of Jealousie.

The Day that's lost er'e scarcely shewn,
might rule Eternally,
Did not th' Prerogative of Night
insinuate a Sovereignty.

The Spring and Summer cropt e're blown
with all their gaudy Train,
Might ever season our delight,
did not intruding Winter Reign.

The Sea whose often Shipwracks strike
a fear into the advent'rers mind
Would safely harbour did no Storm
engage its nature to the wind.

All things in goodness would be like
did not the ills their diff'rence shew
Beauty in freedome as in form,
and nature no decaying know.

Youth dwell for ever on our Cheeks,
did not the Iron hand of Age
Imprint a Ruine, or Disease
invade our healths, and life engage.

Man might possess as soon as seek
the Pleasures that do so entice,
But his own Nature doth displease,
else Earth had been a Paradise.

So had not cruel Love crept in,
my Heart had been from Passion free,
And my Content had been mine own,
Not slav'd to sortish Jealousie.

But Love hath rais'd such Wars within,
they do disturb my Peacefull pores,
And Tyrant-like (alas) have thrown
my Rest and Quiet out of Doors.

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Vpon an occasion; to Ostella, Of Jealousie.