The Blazon of Iealovsie A Subiect not written of by any heretofore. First written in Italian, by that learned Gentleman Benedetto Varchi ... And Translated into English, with speciall Notes vpon the same; by R. T. [i.e. Robert Tofte] |
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To the Jealous Husband, vpon this Translation
by his kinde Friend Mr. R. T.
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To the Jealous Husband, vpon this Translation by his kinde Friend Mr. R. T.
Thou that beleeu'st no Female Virtue, ThouWhich so good lookes, and such false loue canst show
(Enough for fashion) but still doubt'st thy friend,
Least to thy choisest Piece he make his end.
Vnhappy soule! that to what's Good art blind,
That alwayes seekst, what thou fearst most to find.
That runst before thy Faire one in the street,
So, with foule mouths, that thy sly ears may meet,
Such as dare black the name of Goodnesse, such
As n'ere speake true but when they say, 'ts too much,
Thou shouldst enioy what Fortune, not thy worth
Hath giu'n tbee in her. Thou that ne're go'st forth
But with a longing to heare what they talk
Of Euphys, Sophron, if they chance but walk,
Through thy faind kindnesse, to thy fairest home,
And then art gal'd to heare some fained dome
Which may concerne thy forehead, that's most free
For them to philip, who most like thee bee;
That's such as know nor Virtue, neither can
Nor wish to know; that haue the name of Man
Only because they Prate, or Get, or Tell
The fortune of their Voiage, buy and sell;
Can only these, and Fashion; or for worse,
If any be, then hee that's only Purse.
And, were not Basenesse by hir virtue scornd,
Lord how securely, Dyszel, thou'dst be hornd.
Thou that to Coquage sacrificest, when
The Calender of Gods was made, mongst men
Coquage was occupi'd, while Ioue assign'd
Of Sacrifices, and what Place, what Day
Their Tides should be on; none but he away
No room in Heauen left him; Ioue's Decree
Was that he should with Goddesse Iealousie
Partake in Tide, but that, on Earth alone,
(Excluded Heauen) his Dominion
Should be mongst those whose liberty was lost
By Female vnion, but of all, those most
Which blest were with the Fayrest, yet of them
Onely o're such as sacrific'd to him
With feare, suspicion, searching, spyes and doubt.
None should his Godlike presence Grace without
Such daily rites; no fauour, help, or aid,
To any from him, while those dues vnpaid.
But, as an Appanage, his Deity
Should to the Iealous still companion be.
Thou that vnable fram'st thy policy
Gainst the Braguettes, and with Treachery
Vainly resists what the sweet sex would doe
With him they call on, great St Balletrou.
Thou that deserust it, nor hadst so long mist
What thou so seekst for, if a Spagirist
Could saue hir Honors indiuiduall part,
Yet giue the blow, thou knowst, would neuer smart.
You that are n'ere at rest but when you wear
Hans Caruel's Ring. Thou eldest Child of Fear,
That of thy Madnesse first by Varchi done
See here made ours, to vs our Friend alone
Is as first Avthor. His desert must haue
What Censure to first Authors euer gaue.
Il Incognito.
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