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Show 20 *p & E MS. For I (tbtnfeloSrfomra* Liters) knew H o w to diftingaaft 'twist she M e and^trae. But t' oppofe tfaefit as m a d a thing would be As 'tis to cmfeufaft a fireduyt'ry. 'Tis ty*ri/& though, <cp*h I) e'en what you pleafta For him that fpoke it 'tmigfct h* Bread and Cheefe. So foftly moves the Barque which none controuk, As are the meetings of agreeing Souls: And the Moon-beams djd on the water play, As if at Midnight twcoild create a Day. The amorous W a v e thatihar'd in fuch difpence Expreft at once delight and reverence. Such trepidation t*eV Covers fpy« Under th' oppreflioft ©f a Miftrefe eye. But then the W i n d ib high did rife and roar, Some vow d tliey d never truft the traitor more* Behold the hte that all our Glories fweep, Writ in the dangerous wonders of the Deep t And yet beteld M a n s eafie folly more, H o w foon w e curfe what erft w e did adore. <ure he that firft himfelf did thus convey, Had fome ftrong pafiTion that he would obey. The Barque wrought hard, but found it was in vain T o make its party good againft the Main, Tofs'd and retreated, till at laft w e fee She muft be faft if ere flie flionld be free. W e grave.Jy Anchor caft, and patiently Lie pi ifoncrs to the weather s cruelty. W e m^abWmA nor Tyde, nor ought but Grief, Till a kifldiSpring-tidie, was our firft relief. Then w e float merrily , forgetting quite The fodednfinement of the ftormy night. E re w e had loft thefe thoughts, w e ran aground, And then 4iow vain to be fedure w e found. N o w they were all furprizd. Well, if w e muft, Yet none fliall fay that duft is gone to duft. 1 But w e are off now, and the civil Tide Affifted us the Tempefts to out-ride. But T of mm s? it But what moft pleas'd m y mind upon the way, W a s the Ships pofture that-in Harbour lay : Which to a rocky Grove fo clot were fix'd, That the Trees branches with tteT&fcling mik'd. One would Tiave thought it was, aVthen it flood; A growing NaVy, or a floating W c b d . But I have done at laft, atid do cemfefs M y Voyage taught m e fo much tedSoufnefs. In fhort, the Heav'ns muft needs propitious be, Becaufe Lucafia was concern'tl in me. ji-1 Friendfbips Myftery^ To my deleft Lucafia. . • - •• • • ' C O m e , my Lucafia, fince w e fee That Miracles Mens Faith do move, By wonder and by prodigy , T o the dull angry World let* prove There's a Religion in Our Lore. 2. For though we were defign'd t' agfee^ • That Fate no liberty deltroys, But our Election is as free As Angels, who with greedy choice Are yet deteimm d to their joys H Our hearts are doubled by the lofs. Here Mixture is Addition grown 5 W e both diftufe, and both ingrofs : And w e whofe minds are fb much one, Never, yet ever are alone; We |