Lucasta Epodes, Odes, Sonnets, Songs, &c. To which is added Aramantha, A Pastorall. By Richard Lovelace |
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Being treated To Ellinda.
For Cherries plenty, and for Coran's
Enough for fifty, were there more 'on's;
For Elles of Beere, Flutes of Canary
That well did wash downe pasties-mary;
For Peason, Chickens, sawces high,
Pig, and the Widdow-Venson-pye;
With certaine promise (to your Brother)
Of the Virginity of another,
Where it is thought I too may peepe in
With Knuckles far as any deepe in;
For glasses, heads, hands, bellies full
Of Wine, and Loyne right-worshipfull;
Whether all of, or more behind-a
Thankes freest, freshest, Faire Ellinda,
Thankes for my Visit not disdaining,
Or at the least thankes for your feigning;
For if your mercy doore were lockt-well,
I should be justly soundly knockt-well;
Cause that in dogrell I did mutter
Not one Rhime to you from dam-Rotter.
Enough for fifty, were there more 'on's;
For Elles of Beere, Flutes of Canary
That well did wash downe pasties-mary;
For Peason, Chickens, sawces high,
Pig, and the Widdow-Venson-pye;
With certaine promise (to your Brother)
Of the Virginity of another,
Where it is thought I too may peepe in
With Knuckles far as any deepe in;
For glasses, heads, hands, bellies full
Of Wine, and Loyne right-worshipfull;
Whether all of, or more behind-a
Thankes freest, freshest, Faire Ellinda,
Thankes for my Visit not disdaining,
Or at the least thankes for your feigning;
For if your mercy doore were lockt-well,
I should be justly soundly knockt-well;
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Not one Rhime to you from dam-Rotter.
Next beg I to present my duty
To pregnant Sister in prime Beauty,
Whom well I deeme (e're few month's elder)
Will take out Hans from pretty Kelder,
And to the sweetly fayre Mabella,
A match that vies with Arabella;
In each respect but the misfortune,
Fortune, Fate, I thee importune.
To pregnant Sister in prime Beauty,
Whom well I deeme (e're few month's elder)
Will take out Hans from pretty Kelder,
And to the sweetly fayre Mabella,
A match that vies with Arabella;
In each respect but the misfortune,
Fortune, Fate, I thee importune.
Nor must I passe the lovely Alice,
Whose health i'd quaffe in golden Chalice;
But since that Fate hath made me neuter,
I only can in Beaker Pewter:
But who'd forget, or yet left un-sung
The doughty Acts of George the yong-Son?
Who yesterday to save his Sister
Had slaine the Snake, had he not mist her:
But I shall leave him 'till a Nag on
He gets to prosecute the Dragon;
And then with helpe of Sun and Taper,
Fill with his deeds twelve Reames of paper,
That Amadis, Sir Guy and Topaz
With his fleet Neigher shall keep no-pace.
But now to close all I must switch-hard,
Servant ever;
Whose health i'd quaffe in golden Chalice;
But since that Fate hath made me neuter,
I only can in Beaker Pewter:
But who'd forget, or yet left un-sung
The doughty Acts of George the yong-Son?
Who yesterday to save his Sister
Had slaine the Snake, had he not mist her:
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He gets to prosecute the Dragon;
And then with helpe of Sun and Taper,
Fill with his deeds twelve Reames of paper,
That Amadis, Sir Guy and Topaz
With his fleet Neigher shall keep no-pace.
But now to close all I must switch-hard,
Servant ever;
Lovelace Richard.
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