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Source Title: 
A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].
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Part I. When reading Part I, Part II is inverted and reversed.
Source Creator: 
Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
Source Created or Published: 
ca. 1630
Physical Description: 
folio 9 verso || folio 10 recto
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FSL collection
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Deceiue you like Narcissus brooke. If e're you draw a man draw Soe As hee his Paynter may not know. Giue him not eyes, for then he'l see Your beauty & enamourd bee, And sore forget hee was iust then The birth & creature of your Pen: And court you. But with your disdaine He'l [e] vanish & turne shade againe. Of a woeman . J.M. O heauens why did you bring to light That thing cal'd woeman natures ouersight. That base borne tyrant trunck of vanity That guilded weathercock Ship of misery. That wayward froward most vnconstant euil A faire seeming Saint, boulde factris of the deuill. What is woeman? Shee is such a creature, That nature striuing to adorne her feature Forgat to make her honnest. this is shee That first pul'd fruit from the forbidden tree. For which accurst shee then began to fall From bad to worse, from worse to worst of all. First she deceased Her a little tryd, To liue. but lukt it not and dyed page break 10. The Northeirne voyadge Foure Clarckes of Oxford , Doctors two, & two That would bee Doctors, haueing lesse to doe With Austen then with Gallen , in vacation Chang'd studies & turn'd bookes to recreation. And one the tneth of August Northward bent A iourney, not soe soone conceiu'd as spent. The first halfe day wee rid, wee light vpon A noble Cleargie host, Kitt Midleton . Who numbring out good dishes with good tales, The maior part of Cheere waide downe the scales. And though the countenance make the feast (say book is) Wee neuer found better welcome with worse lookes. Here we paid thankes & parted; & at night Had entertainment all in one mans rigight At Flowre a villadge, where our tenaunt shee Sharpe as a winter morning fierce & free, With a leane visage like a carued face On a Court Cubbeard offered vp the place She pleased vs well, butt yet hir husband better An honnest fellow & a good bone setter. Now whether it were prouidence or luck Whether the keeper or the stealers buck There wee had Venison such as Virgill slew When hee would feast ├ćneas & his crew. Here .
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