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Pleasant dialogues and dramma's

selected out of Lucian, Erasmus, Textor, Ovid, &c. ... By Tho. Heywood

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An Epithalamion or Nuptiall Song upon a young sweet vertuous Gentlewoman. F. L.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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An Epithalamion or Nuptiall Song upon a young sweet vertuous Gentlewoman. F. L.

An Acrostick upon her name.

F lame Himens torch with luster cleere and bright,
R are starres breake from thee, such as still affright
A ll cloudy Omen hence: may you appeare
N ot aged to your selves; though time each yeare
C harge houres upon you, live together long,
E ver (though old) still to each other young.
S mile O thou marriage Queene on this sweet payre,
L ucina when her throwes of child-birth are,
O ffer thy best helpe; Issue procreate
N umerous, and happy, free from all sad fate,
G row great, and good, and both these still ascending,
E ver to last, and never to have ending.
Himens blessing upon the same. Fælices ter & Amplius quos Irrupta tenet Copula.
I bring you Himens blessing, hearts intire,
First warm'd, then kindled at his holy fire.
The Grecian Ladies kept these nights to mirth
Sacred, and from their marriage, not their birth
Counted their age; This knot so doubly tyde
May no disaster, or sad fate divide.
May peace and love in all your lookes be read,
A plentious table, and a fruitfull bed
Be never wanting, jealousie and strife

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Be farre exil'd, that a contented life
May sweeten all those houres that are t'ensue.
Andas your Parents now rejoyce in you,
May you in your blest Issue, and spread name,
That when to them I kindle a new flame,
As at this feast, where like occasions meet,
Both Sires and Grandsires may be proud to see't.
And this to many generations prove,
As the best fruits of true conjugall love.