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Show l8 TO E U S. And had I more unkindnefs from my friend Than m y demerits e'er could apprehend, Were the Fleet courted w k h this gale of wind, I might be fure a rich return to find. So when the Shepherd of his N y m p h complain d, ApoUo in his fiiape his Miftrefs gain'd : She miaht have fcorn'd the Swain, and found excule y But could not his great Orator refufe. But for Rofania9s \ nterefl: I fhould fear It would be hard t' obtain your pardon here. But your firft Goodnefs will, I know, allow That what was Bounty then, is Mercy now. Forgivenefs is the nobleft Charity, And nothing can worthy your favour be. For you (God-like) are fo much your own fate, That what you will accept you muft create. To Mr. Henry Lawes. N A t u r e , which is the vaft Creation's Foul, That fteddy curious Agent in the whole, The Art of Heaven, the Order of this Frame, Is only Number in another name. For as fome King conqu'ring what was his own, Hath choice of fevcrel Titles to his Crown; So harmony on this fcore now, that then, Yet ftill is all that takes and governs Men. Beauty is but Compofure, and w e find Content is but the Concord of the Mind, Friendfhip the Unifon of well-tun'd Hearts, Honour the Chorus of the nobleft parts, And all the world on which w e can reflect Mufick to th' Ear, or to the Intellect. . If then each man a Little World muft be, H o w many Worlds are copied out in thee, ••;-.Wh'o iri-'fotichly formed, fo compleat, \ T' epitomize-all Jthat is Good and Great; "•:£. Whofe T Q E MS. Whofe Stars this brave- advantage did impart; T hy Nature's as harmonious as thy Art > Thou doft above the Poets praifes live, W h o fetch from thee th' Eternity they give. : A n d as true Reafon'triumphs over fenfe Yet is fubje&ed to intelligence : vCo Ppet§ on the lower World look down, But Lawes on them ; his Height is all his own. For, like Divinity it felf] his Lyre Rewards the W i t it did at firft infpire. And thus by double right Poets allow Hi»and their Laurel fhould adorn his brow. Live then, Great Soul of Nature, to affwage The favage dulnefs of this fullen Age. Charm us to Senfe j for though Experience fail, And Reafon too, thy Numbers may prevail. Then, like thofe Antients, ftrike, and fo corhmand All Nature to obey thy gen'rous Hand. None will refift but fuch who needs will be More ftupid than a Stone, a Fifh, a Tree Be it thy care our Age to new-create : What built a World may fure repair a State. ip t'1 - - - -~ A Sea-Voyage from Tenby to Briftol, begun Sebt.*. i 6t 2 ferit from-BriRol to Lucafia, Sept. 8. t6$2. ' T Oife up the Sail, cry'd they who underftand _ I N o ^ord that carries kindnefs for the Land: Such "ons of Glamour, that I wonder not They love the Sea, w h o m fure fome Storm begot. Had he who doubted Motion thefe M e n feen, Or heard their tongues, he had convinced been. For had our Barque fnov'd half as fait as they W e had not need caft Anchor by the way. ' One of the reft pretending to more wit, Some fmall Italian fpoke, but murther'd it; D 2 For ' |