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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A55357	The English Parnassus, or, A helpe to English poesie containing a collection of all rhyming monosyllables, the choicest epithets, and phrases : with some general forms upon all occasions, subjects, and theams, alphabeticaly digested : together with a short institution to English poesie, by way of a preface / by Joshua Poole.	Poole, Josua, fl. 1632-1646.	1657 (1657)	Wing P2814; ESTC R1537	330,677	678

The English PARNASSUS OR A HELPE TO English Poesie Containing A COLLECTION Of all Rhyming Monosyllables The choicest Epithets and Phrases With some General Forms upon all Occasions Subjects and Theams Alphabetically digested By JOSUA POOLE M. A. Clare Hall Camb. Together with A short Institution to English Poesie by way of PREFACE London Printed for Tho. Johnson at the golden Key in St. Pauls Church-yard 1657. TO My Worthily Honoured FRIEND Mr. FRANCIS ATKINSON I Shall not need to derive any confidence from the long acquaintance and friendship hath passed between us to presse you to the Patronage of this work when there are so many other Considerations that in a manner force it on you as having a certain right in it it is the account of many a years Stewardship the product of many a midnight thought during my relation to you and those young Gentlemen committed by you to my charge and oversight in a word it had the first and last hand put to it that is ows both its originall and perfection to your house at HADLEY There are indeed abroad in the world many books conducing to the improvement of youth in good Letters whereof it may be said of some they are superfluous of others they are burthensome and by multiplicity of instruction distract the Learner And this proceeds partly from an itch of reputation which even those of that laborious nay by many sleighted profession are not free from partly from the difficulties that attend the education of youth and partly from that generall humour in most men of discovering their invention in furnishing the world with something that is new or their wit in reforming and advancing what had been done by others But for this of mine you are not ignorant of the difficulty of the attempt what a strange multitude of Authors I have been forced as it were to anatomise and that I may say without any great losse of Modesty that there never came yet abroad so methodicall an Institution of ENGLISH POESIE For you who look on education through other prospective glasses than those of necessity or advantage know that it requires a person of generous inclinations that as an exrprest Architect layes the solid foundations of humane life and undertakes a businesse that hath the greatest influence on Policy Morality and Religion This once granted no pains no care no vigilancy can be too great that is spent upon the cultivation of these noble plants were there only this inducement that we should transmit them such to posterity as that they may in them perceive our care and tendernesse Upon these grounds did I enter into the present relation to you which being as I said a stewardship it is but just I should bring something to testifie my faithfulnesse You know how beneficial this work hath been where it was brought forth and exercised and I leave it to you either to communicate it or conceale it If ever it come abroad into the world I desire it may be under the conduct of your name that for your particular it may be satisfied how much you have contributed to the the Commonwealth of Learning and for mine be convinced how conscientious I have been in the discharge of my duty what great respects I have for you and how passionately desirous I am to expresse my self Sir Your most affectionate Friend and faithful Servant Josua Poole To the hopeful young Gentlemen his Schollers in that private School at Hadley Kept in the house of Mr. Francis Atkinson SWeet impes of early hopes whose smiling brow Beckens the cincture of the laureate bough Whose lips seem made to tast no other spring Than that by which the The spian virgins sing Whose sprightly face and active eyes descry The Muses in a rising majesty You that without th'edition of a book Can make men read a Poet in your look Whose downy plumes with happy augurie Presage betimes what the fledge soul will be For you Ingenious spirits thus I trie To find a milkie way to Poesie That babes as they the coral nipples lugge May find an Hippocrene within the dugge And the first milk that they shall feed upon May be the sacred dew of Helicon And when at first their steps the earth shall greete At once may find their own and verses feete After as they grow up Pegasus may Be the first hobby-horse with which they play And when to higher sports they come may put An Homers Iliads in their game some nut And whilst they take their pastime in the sun Together make their tops and verses run Nay to that height they shall their phancies raise That whilst they run at they shal win the Baies In all their sports they shall the Poets play And make the Birch prevented by the Bay For they shal need no Masters to rehearse Long tedious precepts of the lawes of verse In them so printed shall those lawes be seen As if they had the lawes of Nature been The only taske their Masters shall impose On them will be to learn to speak in prose In which they shall have if they chance t' offend As boys scan verses at their fingers ends Pleading like Ovid for to save their breech As if Prosodia went before In speech Or that they had into the world been brought As Lucan died with verses in their throat Their cradles of the verdant laurel been Or of those learned trees which once were seene After the Thracian Harper dance along Wedding their motions to his well-tim'd song And all that shal their sodain raptures hear That Poets are not made but born will swear The early blossoms which I see in you Makes me believe these my presages true For if you can so much already do What will they that may sooner come unto Parnassus mount If you so much can see On plainer ground what will they that shal be Advantag'd by that hill whose tops do rise In stately height to parly with the skies On then sweet souls that sacred verse may be No longer call'd the thred-bare mystery Let the world see what yet it scarce before Hath known there are good Poets yet not poore Whose inspirations and rich phancies be More than a Taverns frothy tympany That conjure not up wit with spirit of wine Nor make the bay supported by the vine Like those whose thirsty fancies ebbe and flow lust as their cups greater or lesser grow Phaebus and Bacchus that together link And never write but in or after drink As when great showers of rain fall from the skies In standing waters bubbles will arise And for my selfe though I did ne'r bestride The winged horse and through the welkin glide Vnto the forked hill nor saw the spring Where those sweet maids of Memory do sing Whilst their harmonious aires give easie birth Vnto the flowers and help the teeming earth Whilst shaggy Satyrs yeild their sences thrall To the sweet cadence of their madrigals And all the leavy standards of the wood Quitting the place

tincture staind The brides fair cheeks the more that she restraind Her blush the more her disobedient blood Did over-flow as if a second flood Had meant to rise and for a little space To drown that world of beauty in her face The ruby flames do flush Into their faces with a modest blush Cheeks with kindly clarret spread Aurora like new out of bed O● like the fresh Queen-apples side Bl●shing at sight of Phoebus pride Her cheeks in red letters writ more Then her tongue could speak The modest evidence of inward vertue A blush modest as morning when she coldly eyes The youthful Phaebus A scarlet blush her guilty cheeks arraid Such as a Rose mixt with a Lilly breeds Or when the Moon travels with charmed steeds Or such wherewith lest years should turn the die Arachne stains Assyrian Ivo●y Body The lay part of the man cloud shroud robe of flesh ●obe of clay walls of better clay fleshie cloud flesh●e shroud fair prison of the soul house of mooving clay The fair shrine of a fairer saint The fleshy vaile case The souls sheath The fleshie lanthorne of a light divine The souls clothes garments apparrel The souls moving inne house closet cloyster chamber study Living charnel house Sack of bones gown of clay The souls casket temple shrine boxe case pallace shell chest cosfin dark-lant●orne The living tombe The souls dark prison A province packt up in two yards of skin Frail mansion of distempered clay Boxe of flesh clay Frail mansion of mortal●ty The clayie tenement The soules ivory case Stirring earth The clay lodging of the soul The souls huske The souls uneasie clothing The clothes of flesh and blood Better compacted dust The fleshie tabernacle The narrow mansion of the soul Walls whose laths are plaistered ore with flesh and blood Better mo●tar Natures first robe of home spun cloth Bold v. Impudent Bold as that earth-born race That bid Jove battel and besieg'd the gods Such boldnesse as those Gyants once poss●st VVhen with the thunderer they did contest As Phaeton th'audacious charioter A brow where never came The least impresse of modesty or shame Undaunted minds that know not how to fear Books Impartial tutors dumb schollers silent schoole masters mute instructers treasurers of knowledge A part of mans prerogative In formal inke they thoughts and voices hold That we to them our solitude may give And make time present travel that of old Our life ●ame pieceth larger at the end And books it farther backward doth extend Boreas v. Wind. ●rithia's love Orithya's ●lustering husband ●ongealing snow beating the earth with hail ●e thundering skies with his encounters rock ●hich through the crannies of the earth doth fl●e ●nd makes the ghosts there tremble Whose airy motion strikes ●he earth with blasts and makes the Ocean roar ●rayling his dusky mantle on the floor ●he earths besome the earths windy barber Born ●y life I owe to man earth c. When his paind mother freed his root of man ●oon as the womb entrusts him on the earth When the womb unlades her shipping The womb delivered of her fraight Where I first breathed Air and saw the light Where first I did salute the wo●ld To Bow To congie cringe curtsie Bracelets C●pids swa●hing-bands which seen ●enus then scornd her Cestos and did swear This best became the Queen of Love to wear The superstitious Saint would court her shrine With prayers devouter and far more divine And would embolden them to challenge bliss Were but her numbering beads once strung on this Which by a private charm doth tie As well the heart as strike the wondering eye Braggadochio v. Coward Of war that nere knew more Than the fine scabbard and scarfe he wore He talks of counter-scarfs and ●asomates Of parapets courtneyes and pallisadoes Of flanks of ravelings Gabions he pratks And of false baits of sallies and scaladoes One that can take towns at table and make forraign designs between his bed curtains whose tongue is his best weapon That talks of nothing but stoccadoes and circumvallations and studies hard words in other countries to fright poor folks with them at home That hath got a dozen of dangerous words How he might hurt his enemy if he durst That brag to Stars And tell to bushes what they do in wars Brain The source of sence and motion the sinews seed-plot The seminary of the nerves the souls register The souls day-day-book bed-chamber closet The Well of sence from whence Those sinewy strings that do our bodies tie Are ravel●'d ou● and fast there by one end Fountain of nerves reasons cool seat The privy councel to the heart The understandings rhrone Breasts Those swelling mounts of softer Ivory The I le of Cyprus twixt two snowy hills The snowy mountains Which when loves warm sun doth thaw Doth resolve in Nectar fountain Twixt which mountains lies a valley Like Joves heavenly milking alley Loves tents pavillion Paphos Two little sphears Wherein such azure lines in view appear Which were they obvious unto every eye All liberal Arts would turn Astronomy That solid snow warmer Alps Cupids nest cradle The valleys of desire two milky ●ountains That spring beneath two snowy mountains The liquid Ivory balls two equal swelling sisters Loves Elysium Tempe Transplanted Paradise Hillocks between which thousand Cupids lie Where Cytherea's doves might billing sit While men and gods with envie look on i● Breasts softer far than tu●ts of unwrought silk Soft breasts where grow Warm violets upon a bank of snow Twins of miracle snowy breasts Whiter than new fallen flakes the spicy nests And pillows from loves drowsie temples rest Loves delicious paradise The Phaenix nest The snowy Hybla's the ivory hills ●oves Hespe●ides soft ivory warm snow ●ottels of melted Manna Venus Alpes ●he box where sweets compacted lie ●he hives of sweetness yielding marble ●he curious apples of her snowy brests ●herein a Paradise of pleasure rests Whire silken pillowes where ●ove sits in soft delights ●hat fleshy Acidalia Cyprus Paphos ●he chest of softer Ivory ●here Violet veins in curious branches flow ●here Venus swans and milky doves are set ●pon the swelling mounts of driven snow ●here love whilest he to sport himself doth get ●ath lost his course nor finds which way to go ●nclosed in a Labyrinth Where sweet delicious love ●ayes down the quiver that he once did bear ●ince he that blessed Paradise did prove He leaves his mothers lap to sport him there White Satten cabinets of love Where Venus swans have built their nest The panting balls of snnw Venus springs Venus Albion The happy valley vale of Lillies bower of bliss There where the beauteous region doth divide ●nto two milky wayes Loves swelling Apennine The spicy grove of Eglantine Those sweetly rising hills those mountains Hil●'d with snow where milky fountains Sugard sweets as syrrup berries Must one day run through pipes of cherries Those downy mounts of never melting snow The Li●ly mountains where dwells eternal spring Breasts more white Then their