Pocula Castalia The Authors Motto. Fortunes Tennis-Ball. Eliza. Poems. Epigrams. &c. By R. B. [i.e Robert Baron] |
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XVIII. To Mrs Diana Willoby, Upon her marriage Day morning it being very dark and misty.
VVhy is the Sun so thrifty of his light?Is it to shew a Lovers Day is Night?
No, I've the Reason, the God of amorous heat
Takes up your eyes to light his torches at;
So bankrupt Sol, the wandring Knight so fair,
'Can't borrow thence one beam to gild the air.
Look then, and rescue with a glimpse Divine
From almost conquering clouds his fainting shine.
As with us (Madam) so it fares with him,
Without you shine all beames are sick and dim.
Astrologers (the Lanthorn-men o'th' year)
Shall henceforth tell, that from Diana cleer
Sol borrowes light, not she from his pale Ray,
Since you make both his and our (Wedding) Day.
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