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by Thomas Stanley

Stanley, Thomas (1625-1678)

[epigraph]

Desiring her to burn his Verses.

The Night.

Excuse for wishing Her lesse Fair.

Chang'd, yet Constant.

Commanded by his Mistris to woe for her.

The Repulse.

The Tombe.

The Enjoyment.

To Celia pleading want of Merit.

Speaking and Kissing.

The Snow-ball.

The Deposition.

To his Mistresse in Absence.

To his Mistress who dreamed He was wounded.

The Echange.

Unaltred by Sicknesse.

On His Mistresse's Death.

To a blinde Man in Love.

Song.

To the Countess of S. with the holy Court.

Song. DE VOITURE.

Drawn for Valentine by the L. D. S.

The modest Wish.

E Catalectis vet. Poet.

On the Edition of M. Fletchers Works.

To Mr. W. Hammond.

On M. Shirley's Poems.

On M. Sherburn's Translation of Seneca's Medea, and vindication of the Author.

On M. Halls Essayes.

On Sir J. S. his Picture and Poems.

The Union.

Answer.

Pythagoras his moral Rules.

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Song.

[I prethee let my heart alone]

I prethee let my heart alone
Since now tis rais'd above thee
Not all the Beauty thou dost own
Again can make me love thee:

He that was shipwrack'd once before
By such a Syrens call,
And yet neglects to shun that shore,
Deserves his second fall.

Each flatt'ring kiss, each tempting smile
Thou dost in vain bestow,

Some other Lovers might beguile
Who not thy falsehood know.

But I am proof against all art,
No vowes shall e're perswade me
Twice to present a wounded Heart
To her that hath betray'd me.

Could I again be brought to love
Thy form though more divine,
I might thy scorn as justly move,
As now thou sufferest mine,