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Show t22 <P 0 E M S. Yet fince thofe joys you made fuch hafte to find Had fcarce been full if he were left behind, H o w well did Fate decide your inward ftrife By making him a Prefent of your Life ? Which refcu'd Bleffing he muft long enjoy, Since our Offences could it not deftroy. For none but Death durft rival him in you ; And Death himfelf was baffled in it too. • • • Mi, • • . I • . • • ' II cVpon Mr. Abraham Cowley V Retirement. ODE. • -r-^v ^-^ Tl . , f; N O , no, unfaithful Worlds thou haft Too long m y eafie Heart betray'd, And m e too long thy Foot-ball made : But I a m wifer grown at laft, And will improve by all that I have paft. I know 'twas juft I fhould bepractis'd on j For I ;was told before, And told in fober and inltruSive lore, H o w little all that trtifted thee have won: And yet I would make hafte to be undone. N o w by m y fiifFring I a m better taught, And fhall no more commit that ftupid fault. Go, get fome other Fool, W h o m thou rriayit next cajole : O n m e thy frowns thou doft in vain beftow For I know how T o be as coy and as referv'e as thou. » 2. In m y remote and humble feat N o w I'm again pofleft' O f that late fugitive, m y Breaft,, <P 0 E M S. From all thy tumults and from all thy heat I'll find a quiet and a cool retreat; And on the Fetters I have worn Look with experienc'd and revengeful fcorn In this m y iov'raign Privacy. 'Tis true I cannot govern thee, But yet m y felf I may fubdue', And that's the nobler Empire of the two. If ev ry Paffion had got leave Irs fatisfaction to receive, Yet I would it a higher pleafure call, To conquer one, than to indulge them all. 3- . f.. .. For thy mcanftant Sea, no more I'll leave that fafe and folidShore: No, though to profper in the cheat, Thou fhouldft m y Deftiny defeat, And make m e t>e Belov'd, or Rich, or Great: Nor from m y felf fhouldft m e reclaim With all the noife and all the pomp of Fame. Judicioufly I'll thefe defpife ; Too fmall the Bargain, and to great the Price, For them to cozen twice. At length this fecret I have learft'd; W h o will be happy, muft be unconcern'd, Muft all their Comfort in their Bofom wear, And feek their treafure and their power there* 4" No other Wealth will I afpire, But that of Nature to admire, Nor envy on a Laurel will beftow, Whilft I have any in m y Garden grow. And when I would be Great, 'Tis but attending to a Seat R * Which |