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Claraphil and Clarinda

in a forrest of fancies. By Tho: Jordan

Jordan, Thomas (1612?-1685?)

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To Clarinda (his Love) upon Refusal of a Kiss.

A Wish for a Widow, in the Character of a good Husband.

An Epithalamium on the much honoured Pair T. S. Esquire, and Mrs. D. E.

An Acrostich on two Pairs of Inseparable Friends married in one Day.

An Acrostical Eulogie, written on the worthy name of Mr. William Legassick, second sonne to Mr. Henry Legassick, of little Hempstead in the County of Devon.

A double Acrostick, composed on the Names of Mr. Francis Jordan of Ensham in the County of Oxon, and Th. Jordan the Author.

A Cross Acrostich, on two crosst Lovers.

A New-years Gift in the ordinary Acrostich to his Friend Mr. John Curling.

On the hononored Services of the most worthy Col. Rokeby, under the Command of Monsieur Gashion the French General against the Spanish Forces.

The Anti-platonick by I. C. with an Answer by T. I.

A Blessing to my Creditors.

The Eccho's Oracle, an Eclogue betwixt Melancholicus and Aulicus.

A Bill of Love.

A Farewell to his worthy Friend, Mr John Curling upon his Voyage to the Indies.

The Pursuit betwixt Claraphil and Clarinda.

The Reply of Claraphil to another Air.

Chorus by Both, with a through Bass.

A Kiss, by Mr. T. S.

Eliza and Alexis,

The Adulteress.

The Comparison.

The Ladies Answer.

The Invitation.

A Song, sung by Mr. Bushel's Miners in Devonshire, written in 1645.

A Ramble by Mr. A. B.

On Clarinda her Answering I and No.

An Elegie on a Good Man.

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A Cross Acrostich, on two crosst Lovers.

Though cros'd in our Affection, still the flames,
Of Honour, shall secure our Noble Names
Nor shal Our Fare divorce our Faith, Or cause,
The least Mislike of Love's Diviner Laws.
Crosses somtimes Are Cures, Now let us prove,
That no strength Shall Abate the Power of Love:
Honor, Wit, Beauty, Riches, Wisemen call,
Frail Fortune's Badges, In true Love lies all.
Therfore to him we Yeild; our Vows shall be
Payd, Read, and written in Eternity:
That All may know, when men grant no Redress,
Much Love can sweeten the unhappinesS.