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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

Newcastle, Margaret Cavendish (1624?-1674)

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TO THE LADY MARCHIONESS OF NEWCASTLE, On Her Book of POEMS.

TO SIR CHARLS CAVENDISH, My Noble Brother-in-Law.

[But at all other things let Fancy fly]

The Poetresses hasty Resolution.

The Poetresses Petition.

An Apology for Writing so much upon this Book.

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III.

IV.

UPON THE THEAM OF LOVE.

The Brain compar'd to the Elysium.

A Description of a Shepherds, and Shepherdesses Life.

The Allegory of Shepherds is too Mean for Noble Persons.

The House of Shame wherein Dishonour Lives.

The Temple of Honour.

Fame.

The Temple of Fame.

Fame's Library within the Temple.

The Fairy Queen's Kingdome.

The Pastime and Recreation of the Queen of Fairies in Fairy-Land, the Centre of the Earth.

The Pastime of the Queen of Fairies, when she comes upon the Earth out of the Centre.

The Palace of the Fairy Queen.

The Windy Gyants.

Of the Witches in Lapland that make Winds.

Of the Sun and the Earth.

Of a Garden.

Of an Oak in a Grove.

Of a Wrought Carpet, presented to the View of Working Ladies.

A Man to his Mistress.

THE CLASP.

Of Fairies in the Brain.

The City of these Fairies is the Brain.

The Fairies in the Brain may be the Causes of many Thoughts.

Of the Animal Spirits.

The Warr of the Animal Spirits.

Peace betwixt Animal Spirits.

The Body is the World of the Animal Spirits.

The Body Similized to many Countries.

A Complement sent to the Fairy Queen.

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A Complement sent to the Fairy Queen.

Sir Charls unto my Chamber coming in,
VVhen I was Writing of the Fairy Queen,

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I pray, said he, when Queen Mab you do see,
Present my Service to her Majesty,
And tell Her, I have heard Fames loud report,
Both of her Beauty, and her stately Court.
VVhen I Queen Mab within my Fancy view'd,
My Thoughts bow'd Low, fearing I should be Rude,
Kissing her Garment thin, which Fancy made,
Kneeling upon a Thought, like one that Pray'd,
And then in whispers Soft I did present
His humble Service which in Mirth was sent.
Thus by Imagination I have been
In Fairy Court, and seen the Fairy Queen;
For why, Imagination runs about
In every place, but none can Trace it out.

Sir Charls Cavendish, my Brother-in-Law.