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Amorea, The Lost Lover

Or The Idea of Love and Misfortune. Being Poems, Sonets, Songs, Odes, Pastoral, Elegies, Lyrick Poems, and Epigrams. Never before printed. Written by Pathericke Jenkin

Jenkyn, Pathericke

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To his ever Honoured friend Mr P. I. on his Amorea.

To my dear friend Mr. P. J. on his Amorea.

To his Ingenious Friend Mr. P. J. on his Poems of the King's Return.

To his esteemed friend Mr. P. J. On his Poems.

To his Dear Brother, on his Amorea.

To my dear friend on his Amorea

To his Dear and ever honoured freind Mr. P. J. on his Poems.

To his dear and ever Honoured friend Mr. P. J. On his Poems.

To my dear friend on his Amorea.

To his ever friend Mr P. J. On his Poems.

To Mr P. J. on his Amorea.

To Amorea on his going to Sea.

His Inducement to Love.

To Amorea from Prison.

The Authors danger, and deliverance.

Hopeless Affection.

Under his Mistress's Picture.

On his departing.

A Fancie on Courting.

On the Curtain of his Mistress's Picture.

Writ on her Lute.

To his Dream.

Commanded to conceal his Love.

The Phenix.

Loves Elegie.

On his Quondum Mistress.

Hespelon, and Amorea.

On the five Senses.

Loves Liberty.

A Dream.

His complaint to the Groves.

To his Ingenuous Friend, J. P. Esq; on Limbing.

A Fancie.

A Contention between a Poet and a Limner.

A Pastorall Poem.

To Amorea on his going to Travell.

Writ at Sea.

To Cloris, imploring a revenge.

To Amorea walking in her Garden.

To Mr. James Sherley on his playes.

On the perfection of Beauty.

To his unconstant Mistress.

An Elegie on the Death of the Princess Royal.

To Phyla.

The difference between a Lute, and a Via

The Change.

To Amorea.

On the Inequalletie of Marraige.

On the Death of his Mistress.

On His Sacred MAJESTIES haypy Restauration.

To the most Honoured Sir James Smith Knight, On his many favours received.

To Celinda.

EPIGRAMS.

To his little Book.

On the Contents of his Book, to the Readers.

ERATA.

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A Fancie on Courting.

Tis a sport to see our Youth
How they do digress from truth,
When they summon beauties Fort,
And their Ladyes first do court.

One will to his Mistress swear,
That she is the only fair,
And where ever he hath been
A sweeter soul he hath not seen.

Another sayes his Madam is
All his joy, his love, his bliss,
And a third perchance will tell
That his Lady doth excell.

Should one of another Nation,
Come and see our Antick fashion,
How they wry and bow their bodies
To a woman as a Goddess.

He would think that they were paying,
Vows, unto a Saint, or praying,
And but see the Lady stand
With her slaves at her command.

He undoubtedly would say,
That So humble Slaves as they
In his travells hath not seen,
Or a more adored Queen;
Yet if their Ladies seem to yeild
They leave the garbe and take the field.