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Source Title: 
A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].
Image Details: 
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 26 verso || folio 27 recto
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FSL collection
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x A Louers Rapture I will enioy thee now my Celia come And fly with mee to loues Elyzium The Gyant honor that keepes cowards out Is but a Masker & the seruil rout Of baser subiects onely bid in uaine To the vast Idoll while the nobler traine Of valiant louers dayly saile betweene The huge Colossus legs & pass vnseene Vnto the blissfull shore, bee bold & wise And wee shall enter, the grim swash denies Onely tame fooles a passadge that not know Hee is but forme & onely frights in show Let thy dull eyes that looke from far draw nere And thou shalt scorne what wee were wont to feare Wee shall see how the stalking Pageant goes With bowed knees a heauie load to those That made & bare him, not as wee once thought The seede of Gods but a weake Modell wrought By greedie men that seeke t'enclose the Common And within priuate armes impale free woemen Come then & mounted on the wings of Loue We'le at the fleeting ayre & mount aboue The Monsters head, & in the noblest seats Of those blest shades quench & renew our heats There shall the game of Loue & Innocence Beautie & nature banish all offence From page break 27. From our close Iuy twines there I'le beholde Thy bared snow & thy vnbraided golde. There my enfranchis'd hand on eu'rie side Shall on thy naked polisht Ivory slide. No curtaine though of most transparent laune Shall bee before thy ^ v ergin tresses drawne. But the rich mine to the enquiring eye Expos'd shall readie Still for mintage lye. And wee will coyne young Cupid there a bed Of roses, & fresh Myrtle shall bee spread Vnder the coolest shades of Cypress groues Our pillowes the n the doune of Venus doues Wheron our panting limbs we'le gently lay In the faint respit of our actiue play. That so our Slumbers may in dreames haue leasure To tell the nimble fancie our past pleasure And soe our soules that cannot bee embrac't May the embraces of our bodyes taste. Meane while the babling streame shall court the shore Th'enamourd chirping wood quice shall adore In varied tunes the dietie of loue. The gentle blasts in Westerne winds shall moue The trembling leaues, till a soft murmur sent From soules intraun'cd in amarous languishment Rouse vs & shoute into our veines fresh fier Till wee in their sweet extasy expire. Then as the empty Be that lately bore Into the common treasure all her store Flyes
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