The History of Polindor and Flostella With Other Poems. By I. H. [i.e. John Harington] The third Edition, Revised and much Enlarged |
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The History of Polindor and Flostella | ||
When young Polindor strait (grown wanton now)
Mock-passions quaintly fram'd, with angry brow
Threaten'd that Voyce (as 'twere) that Syren-tongue,
Whom charged with Soul-rapes design: ere long
Quarrell'd with th' Eye, that guilty'st check'd, upbraids
With Black-art, dangerous Wild-fire, Look-granades;
Challeng'd Love's throned self, that there did sit,
Though in his heart ask'd humble Pardon yet.
Her ruby Lips, as Heart-blood stain'd, accuses,
No smaller Crime, when suttlest Vengeance uses;
As though their Crimson die would force agen,
Kiss-smother them: Th' admir'd Flostella when,
Would sportingly quit Score, most prit'ly Arraign
Each of his Guilty Features ore again:
Yet still their mortall-seeming Difference ends
At kissing grapple, both made closest Friends.
Mock-passions quaintly fram'd, with angry brow
Threaten'd that Voyce (as 'twere) that Syren-tongue,
Whom charged with Soul-rapes design: ere long
Quarrell'd with th' Eye, that guilty'st check'd, upbraids
With Black-art, dangerous Wild-fire, Look-granades;
Challeng'd Love's throned self, that there did sit,
Though in his heart ask'd humble Pardon yet.
Her ruby Lips, as Heart-blood stain'd, accuses,
No smaller Crime, when suttlest Vengeance uses;
As though their Crimson die would force agen,
Kiss-smother them: Th' admir'd Flostella when,
Would sportingly quit Score, most prit'ly Arraign
Each of his Guilty Features ore again:
Yet still their mortall-seeming Difference ends
At kissing grapple, both made closest Friends.
The History of Polindor and Flostella | ||