The Teares of Love or Cupids Progresse. Together with the complaint of the sorrowfull Shepheardesse; Fayre (but unfortunate) Candida, deploring the death of her Deare-Lou'd Coravin, a Late Living (and an euer to be lamented) Shepheard. In a (passionate) pastorall Elegie. Composed By Thomas Collins |
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To those Readers that can and will conceiue Reason.
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To those Readers that can and will conceiue Reason.
My Muse (of late) diuinely did indite,But (Poet-like) I now a Pastorall write:
I am a Libertine, and loue to range:
His Musicke duls, whose tunes doe neuer change.
Should I be ty'd to one veyne, Momus would
Say, that I'de change my method, if I could:
Wherefore to shun his scandalous report,
I taske my Muse in a fantasticke sort;
And when I grow dull in diuine conceit,
(To please my selfe with) I turne Poet straight.
And may this change of tunes, your eares content,
I'le thinke my studies, and my time well spent.
If not, (henceforth) e're I'le offend your eare,
What I shall write, I will conceale, or teare.
Yours (as you affect him,) T. C.
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