Seauen Satyres Applyed to the weeke, including the worlds ridiculous follyes. True faelicity described in the Phoenix. Maulgre. Whereunto is annexed the wandring Satyre. By W. Rankins |
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SATYR quintus. Contra Venerëum.
From the sweet field where Phillis hangd hir self,
And Martyr Dido dide in sacrifice,
My flesh bepincht with Lar and Fary elfe,
Where Venus and hir darling tyrannize
And leane-fac'te louers (more Idolatrize)
Where Lais ghost in Lacus dulcis lies,
Kept downe with false harts that she cannot rise.
And Martyr Dido dide in sacrifice,
My flesh bepincht with Lar and Fary elfe,
Where Venus and hir darling tyrannize
And leane-fac'te louers (more Idolatrize)
Where Lais ghost in Lacus dulcis lies,
Kept downe with false harts that she cannot rise.
I stole away: least the prowd Paphean queene,
Although my shape be base and ougly ill,
Might send her sonne to haue hir greatnes seeme,
And force insatiat loue against my will:
For her edicts giue life to them that kill,
And her sharp plawes are quite exempt from reason,
Full of impiety, periury, and treason.
Although my shape be base and ougly ill,
Might send her sonne to haue hir greatnes seeme,
And force insatiat loue against my will:
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And her sharp plawes are quite exempt from reason,
Full of impiety, periury, and treason.
For instance see a seruant wan and pale,
Slaue to his misters beck, her frowne, her smile,
An oath commander when his toong doth faile;
Whose meacocks heart in agonies doth boile,
And in a world of follies keepes a coile.
And like a Spanniell wayting for a bone,
Feedeth his greedy eye with hope alone.
Slaue to his misters beck, her frowne, her smile,
An oath commander when his toong doth faile;
Whose meacocks heart in agonies doth boile,
And in a world of follies keepes a coile.
And like a Spanniell wayting for a bone,
Feedeth his greedy eye with hope alone.
And in that glasse examine but his lines,
How they are peest with Ouids excrements,
How he perfumes with roses his rude rimes,
With pearles and rubyes makes her monuments,
Comparing heauen to her habillaments.
When she is worser than a broken glasse,
Which neuer will for any purpose passe.
How they are peest with Ouids excrements,
How he perfumes with roses his rude rimes,
With pearles and rubyes makes her monuments,
Comparing heauen to her habillaments.
When she is worser than a broken glasse,
Which neuer will for any purpose passe.
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His lips with thousand kisses courts her hand,
And sonnets forth her beawty to the skyes,
Where if her comelines be rightly scand,
Shees neither vertuous, beawtifull, nor wise,
And all her grace is but to seeme precise.
Yet doth this woodcock weare himselfe away,
By doating on this foule ignoble pray.
And sonnets forth her beawty to the skyes,
Where if her comelines be rightly scand,
Shees neither vertuous, beawtifull, nor wise,
And all her grace is but to seeme precise.
Yet doth this woodcock weare himselfe away,
By doating on this foule ignoble pray.
I honor Cynthia, and her nimphlike traine,
That in sweete Tempe feast with chastity,
Whose soueraigne beawty coynes doth disclaime,
Knowing prowde eyes shew smallest honesty,
And coulor hath but coulours property.
But for the foole that sighes for all he sees,
For his reward I wish him Vulcanes fees.
That in sweete Tempe feast with chastity,
Whose soueraigne beawty coynes doth disclaime,
Knowing prowde eyes shew smallest honesty,
And coulor hath but coulours property.
But for the foole that sighes for all he sees,
For his reward I wish him Vulcanes fees.
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