Poems, and phancies written By the Thrice Noble, Illustrious, And Excellent Princess The Lady Marchioness of Newcastle [i.e. Margaret Cavendish]. The Second Impression, much Altered and Corrected |
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Thoughts Similized.
Thoughts as a Pen do Write upon the Brain,
The Letters wch wise Thoughts do write, are plain;
The foolish Scribl' and Scrable, make many a Blot,
Wch makes them sometimes Speak they know not what.
The Letters wch wise Thoughts do write, are plain;
The foolish Scribl' and Scrable, make many a Blot,
Wch makes them sometimes Speak they know not what.
Some Thoughts like Pencils draw to please the Sight,
And Fancies mixt as Colours, give delight;
The Sadder Thoughts are for the Shadows plac'd,
By which the Lighter Fancies are more Grac'd;
Like as through Dark and Wat'ry Clouds, more bright
The Sun breaks forth with his Resplendent Light;
Or like as Nights black Mantle, where each Star
Doth clearer seem, so Lighter Fancies are;
And like as Rain-bows various Colours show,
So round the Brain Fantastick Fancies grow.
And Fancies mixt as Colours, give delight;
The Sadder Thoughts are for the Shadows plac'd,
By which the Lighter Fancies are more Grac'd;
Like as through Dark and Wat'ry Clouds, more bright
The Sun breaks forth with his Resplendent Light;
Or like as Nights black Mantle, where each Star
Doth clearer seem, so Lighter Fancies are;
And like as Rain-bows various Colours show,
So round the Brain Fantastick Fancies grow.
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