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A87724
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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