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A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].
Part II. When reading Part II, Part I is inverted and reversed.
Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
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folio 17 verso || folio 18 recto
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Alas what is't to temper slime & myre Then nature's pu [r] z z estlld when shee workes in fyre Great braines like bright glasse crackle straight while ^ those Of stone and wood hold out & feare noe blowes Beaumont dyes young: so Sydney did before Their was not Poetry hee cold liue noe more Hee cold not grow the higher, nay I scarse know If th'art it selfe vnto that pitch cold grow Wert not in thee, that hads't arriu'd the hight Of all that witt cold reach, or Nature might. O when I read those excellent things of thine Such strenght such sweetenesse coucht in euery line, Such life of Fancie such high choyc of brayne Nought of the vulgar mint, no borro'wd straine Such passions, such expressions meete my ey Such witt vntaynted with obs [e] cenyty? And those soe vnaffectedly exprest But all in a pure flowing language dres t And all soe borne within thy selfe thine owne Soe new, soe fresh, soe nothing had vpon I page break 18. I greiue not now that old Meanders raine Is rui'nd to suruiue in thee againe Such in his time was hee, of the same peece The smoth, euen, naturall witt, & loue of Greece Whose few sententious fragments shew more worth Then all the Poets Athens e're brought forth. And I am sorry wee haue lost those howers On them, whose quicknesse comes far short of ours And dwelt not more on Thee, whose euery page May bee a pattern to their scene & stage I will not yield thy worke soe meane a prayse More pure, more chast more saynted then are playes Nor with that dull supinesse to bee read To passe a fyre or laugh an hower in bed, How doe the muses suffer euery where Taken in such mouthes, censurd in such cares, That twixt a whist, a line or two rehearse And with their rheume together spawle a verse This all a Poems leasure; after play Drinke, or Tobocco it may helpe the day Whilst euen their very Idlenesse they thinke Is lost in these, that loose their time in drinke
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