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Innocui Sales. A collection of new epigrams Vol. I. With a præfatory essay on epigrammatic poetry.
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Killigrew, Henry, 1613-1700.
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1694
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Wing K443B; ESTC R226027
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Comeliness in her thou think'st does want All Wit misplac'd the Subject does disgrace Like Gold that 's carv'd into a lovely Face The Poets Art not all that read discry It like a Soul couch'd in each Limb does lie Seen by its Pow'r not subject to the Eye A cry'd-up Wit unto old Hobbs did say Virgil nor Homer did deserve the Bay And gave this Reason ' Cause he could not meet One Epigram in turning twenty Sheet Before you judge said he go Sot to School Turn them all oe'r not once they 'll play the Fool. Think'st thou such Droll their matchless Works wou'd crown Which joyns in One the Heroe and the Clown 19. EPIGRAM On the Rich and Covetous O Wretch whose Wealth o'er-flows and yet is scant Who all thou hast not thou hast dost want Whose thirst of Gold no Mines of Gold can swage The more it gets the more it still does rage Would'st thou be rich Content than Wealth is more Not who has little but who wants is poor The Cynic nothing had nor ought did need Yet him in Riches he did far exceed Who unto endless Conquests did aspire And having one more Worlds did yet desire 20. EPIGRAM On the habitually Vicious WHere Vice is lov'd in time Nature made To tax it seems even Nature to upbraid And not the Man Whom if you guilty show He thinks you do not find but make him so Malice not Truth against him does conspire That Innocent he is the Charge a Lyer Did Martial then a thousand Years ago Bely thy Follies and thy Person know Yet he with Spleen this Day against thee writ Perhaps not half so home thy Follies hit But a strong Fort more easie 't is to storm Than Vice that 's deeply rooted to reform 21. EPIGRAM On Sin and Sorrow SIn first the World with Sorrow did annoy But bred a Child the Parent does destroy 22. EPIGRAM To a Friend to whom he sent the foregoing Epigrams for a New-Year's-Gift I Have no Turky from the Coop to send Nor Fatling of the Flock my dearest Friend Nor heap of Coin expect when I do say I for a Present here before you lay All that this Christmas I have got by Play 23. EPIGRAM On Paula PAula when ever she sits down to eat A fav'rite Lap-Dog on each Hand does seat The Children are at greater distance plac'd And than the Brutes in all respect less grac'd Which with choice Bits she faileth not to treat While th' others have the coursest of the Meat Children so Hopeful Charming and so Fair No Wealth no Jewels can with such compare But these as Burdens she beholds and Clogs Were these her Issue or the little Dogs 24. EPIGRAM On Lelia IF Wrinckles rotten Teeth and purchast Hair If Paint and Patches make a Woman fair I know not one with Lelia may compare If Youth it speaks where Folly does abound In all the World not One's more youthful found 25. EPIGRAM On the gay Ladies of the Time WHen this fair Crew had canvast ev'ry Dress What most becoming was what was less The next Discourse was Who did most excel In Brav'ry 'mong the Gallants bear the Bell. One said My young Lord D's from Travel come In him you may all Grace and Vertue summ It was repli'd I pitty thy dim Sight What 's he to Hart or Moon The rest said Right 26. EPIGRAM To my Book VVOu'dst skill what th' ast good or bad T' J. D. go All Men judge But he how to judge does know 27. EPIGRAM On our Philosophical Atheists GReat Lords of Sense who can no way digest What in the Sacred Volume is exprest That an Eternal God the World did frame From Divine Pow'r and Wisdom all things came To you 't is clearer all from Matter rose The Dregs o' th' World did the whole World compose Plants Angels Animals Sun Moon Stars Nay what we God do call to th' knocks and jars Of Atoms and their blund'ring Motions owe Their Forms and Beings these did all bestow Th' accurate System of the Heaven and Earth Howe're stupendious from hence took its Birth Opificer had here no hand but Chance All was produc'd by a blind rambling Dance O blessed Trinity when such things I hear How easie does thy Mystery appear But all wise Men Creation do disclaim For out of Nothing Nothing ever came Be 't so as far as Nature's Pow'r does reach Tho' this ore-throws what they before did teach For Life from what it self was dead they bring Make wise-Contrivance from no Thought to spring But nothing as absur'd these Men decry But what abets and proves a Deity Omniscience as Nonsense they despise Omnipotent Pow'r infinitely Wise Prescience gen'ral Providence o'er all Flatt'ries of God by brainless Heads they call Such Attributes no Mortal can conceive But were invented Idiots to deceive O wond'rous Reasoning O convincing Plea A narrow Bucket can't contain the Sea Therefore there 's none Brutes may as well deny What does transcend their dull Capacity Retire into your selves go there to School At home you 'll find and not abroad the Fool That either Singularity and Pride Makes you what others do revere deride Or else the Reason is no God you own Your impious Lives require there shou'd be none 28. EPIGRAM On a weak Poet. THat many give thy Verse a high Applause Thy Treats and not their Ex'lence is the cause Those who eat freely at thy sumptuous Board The Praise thou lik'st not what is due afford This known thou say'st the matter to amend Th' are good for thee no great things does pretend But who to publish ought takes up his Pen Must that produce that 's Good to other Men. 29. EPIGRAM On Quintus WHen thou luxuriously dost drink and eat And know'st the Gout thou swallow'st with thy Meat Yet in thy Pains thou never dost express Any dislike to thy belov'd excess But lest thou sacred Gluttony should'st wrong Blam'st a cold Night or say'st I stood too long 30 EPIGRAM On the same THou termest Hunger the most sharp Disease Did not its Remedy as highly please Hungry thou say'st Provide me what is Good Search me the Air the Forest and the Flood This Flux and Surfeits often does procure Thou fear'st them not thou ha'st for them a Cure ' Thy Rosa-Solis if but for these were lost Gelly and all the Closet's precious cost Many Good-things Distempers bring in play Thus eating breeds and drives thy Griefs away That Fasting's good 't were Treason here to say 31. EPIGRAM To Sylvius THat I for Hawking do so little care For hnnting of the Fox the Stag or Hare Thou wondr'st But to speak the truth to thee Hunting a mad Man's journey seems to me 32. EPIGRAM On Cloe. TH' art mean in Feature always rich in Clothes Which do not mend but thy Defects expose Thou say'st when th' art most brave I laugh or scoul A Jest or ominous all Men count an Owl 33. EPIGRAM On Posthumus I Early waited and some
raise mine own while you I barely name 55. EPIGRAM To the Muses NOt unto you nor yet unto my Brain I owe these Shreds of Verse but unto Pain Nor have I cause to grieve if none they please Since Laudanum and Rythm of 't gave me Ease 56. EPIGRAM To Admiral Killigrew THe Standard bear aloft and boldly show Th' Ocean's Glory Terror of the Foe With outward Pride and Dread to all appear And where thou ought'st be a true Cause of Fear But kind and civil unto all draw-near Firmly thy just Authority maintain But Insolent Command as much disdain When thou assault'st let th' Adversary find Storm Thunder Lightning in thy Ship combin'd Should an unequal Force chance to distress There let thy Courage rise but not grow less Buoy-up what 's weak bravely make good the spot Valour has often turn'd in Fight the Lot Thy God's thy King 's thy Country's Interest bear In mind with them let thine own Honour share And what with these can poise or yet compare Alone then fear when not wou'd Rashness show When Danger 's high th' Advantage mean low Malice and Envy with Scorn only treat Like little Billows ' gainst thy Ship that beat Shall I now say I 'ave taught thee here thy Part No I have spoke but what in truth Thou art 57. EPIGRAM To the Poets of the Time NO Age 'fore this so many Poets bred Nor Wit was known to have so large a Spred Time's past't who writ rarely did miss of Fame Good Verse now 's read not th' Author's Name What Works were then admir'd brightly shon Are now new writ eclips't and far out-done The Classics we not only English't see But whom themselves Virgil's and Ovid's be Nor Pindar's nor Lucilius's are scant Plautus and Sophocles yet less we want The Stage was never in so high a Flaunt But what 's defective and with-all more strange In this so large and bold Poetick Range Not one attempts the Epigrammic strain Has try'd his Force in Martials sprightly Vein Malice nor Slander dares this thing avow None do his Wit conceive or it allow How comes it then that he neglected stands Or what 's all one left to Unskilful Hands Is 't Johnson does in Epigram excel Be it so Yet where he has writ as well With Good Success some bravely have essay'd And Noble Voyages have also made It Satyr were if I the Cause shou'd say 'T is not in Mode France has not led the Way Let France teach Fops to Dance Girls to Dress Preside ore Shoe-tyes not controul our Press 58. EPIGRAM To the same I Here invite if that won't do I dare The keenest Wits with Martial to compare If with my self you do suspect I mean I 'll bear-up like Aspasia in the Scene However weak provoke affront defie M' Aim being not to fight but nobly die Write therefore nay abuse I have my End Whose Pen wounds deepest is my dearest Friend 59. EPIGRAM To Linus WHy ragest thou when counsell'd for thy good Have I traduc'd thee or mis-understood Expos'd to shame or what 's more hardly bore Not sought thy Cure but thee insulted ore If none of these why without care of Right Do'st thou recriminate to show thy Spight Make me in thine and yet worse Follies share Triumph when done as all with thee were fair Can'st thou believe thy Spleen did'st justly vent An other's Guilt can make thee Innocent 60. EPIGRAM To the same COnfute and Error in an honest Mind Honour and Love you in return will find But where Truth 's hated Error rooted-in They hate those bring a Light upon their Sin 61. EPIGRAM On Goodness GOodness o' th' Good does work rarely on the Evil An Angel first in Heaven became a Devil 62. EPIGRAM The General Lover I All do love are Excellent and Fair My Mistresses not knowing it such are The Witty Shapely Gallant Brown and Bright Their various Graces variously delight When they are best set-forth for Publick view And most ambitiously their Glories shew 'T is me they court tho' nought they less design Nor use I any Means to make them mine If any scorn and to shew Pride affect I pay them unconcern'd the same Respect Where Beauty reigns I there no Fault do find Th' are all alike to me Kind or Unkind But thou who unto One thy Heart do'st tie Even those excel disgust thy partial Eye And if this One be moody or disdain Thy Peace is lost and wretched Thou art slain But then thou say'st while All I thus approve Not One does me reciprocally love Which thou esteem'st the Quintessence of Joy But I a fond and despicable Toy Beauty at distance Divine Rays does shed But none e'er met a Goddess in his Bed Tho' Eyes we Stars do call when they are bright A vulgar Error 't is they shine by Night 63. EPIGRAM On Sextus WHat ever Sea or Land do rare afford In Season's serv'd at thy volupt'ous Board Thy Cook with no less Art does these prepare And for thy self is all this costly Fare Yet thou a Glutton's Name in ill-part tak'st And tell'st what sober Meals thou often mak'st Were 't thou not sick or else dislik't thy Meat And think'st th' art temperate when thou can'st not eat 64. EPIGRAM To Sillius SIllius of late it was my chance to meet Who with surprizing Kindness did me greet He hugg'd me kiss't me even for Joy did weep My best of Friends say'd he you 'll also steep Your Eyes in Tears when I shall let you know What I in Persia late did undergo Oh the vast Deserts Oh the dang'rous Sand The Hardships I sustain'd by Sea and Land In short his Carr'age had such tender Charms As forc'd me sympathize in all his Harms But when within my Mind I did revolve Our kind Encounter it pos'd me to resolve When our huge Amity at first began All I cou'd say was I had seen the Man And wonder'd much at such his Magick Pow'r Cou'd perfect Friendship less than in an Hour While thus the Novelty did me confound He did the Mystery himself expound Thou needs says he must lend me Twenty-pound 65. EPIGRAM On Zoilus ZOilus how do you I did only say My Lust he answer'd does not yet decay Vastly I eat and laughing did disclose After a Feast what late befel his Hose Hold I then cry'd I see your Hand is inn Plain Truth I ne'r before did think a Sin 66. EPIGRAM On Bibulus BIbulus mean of Birth but high in Place Scarce to the Nobl'st will vouchsafe the Grace To re-salute or answer when they speak But from their Court regardlesly does break While with Caresses some make humble suit All Complement but unto all he 's mute Uneasie shews even at a kind Address As Courtecy it self did him oppress As I did muse who was the happy He Cou'd to 's fastidious Humour grateful be Into the Room there came an uncouth Wight Known by Instinct I think e'er come in sight For Bibulus e'er you cou'd