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death_n	blood_n	offer_v	sacrifice_n	4,224	5	7.7177	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A33849	A Collection of poems written upon several occasions by several persons with many additions, never before in print.	Sedley, Charles, Sir, 1639?-1701. Poems. Selections. 1673.; Etherege, George, Sir, 1635?-1691. Poems. Selections. 1673.; Buckingham, John Sheffield, Duke of, 1648-1720 or 21. Poems. Selections. 1673.; Behn, Aphra, 1640-1689. Poems. Selections. 1673.	1673 (1673)	Wing C5175; ESTC R13357	41,515	190

A Collection OF POEMS Written upon several OCCASIONS By several PERSONS With many Additions Never before in Print LONDON Printed for Tho. Collins and Iohn Ford in Fleetstreet and Will. Cademan at the Popes 〈◊〉 New-Exchange Stra●d 1673. THE TABLE THe Temple of Death Page ● To Ce●ia You tell me Celia you approve 14 Answer 〈◊〉 I wish as well as you 18 To Celia Princes make Laws by which 19 To Cloris Cloris I justly am be●ray●d 21 To a Lady who told him he could not Love 22 To Cloris Cloris you live ador'd by all 24 A farewel to Love 27 Song Though Phillis your prevailing Charms 28 Epilogue to every Man in his humour 29 To a very ●o●ng Lady 32 The Forsaken Mistress 33 The Divided Heart 36 To M. J. N. on his Translations out of French and Italian 37 〈◊〉 Urania 40 To S●lvi T●e Nymph that undoe● me 41 To Celia As in those Nations where 42 The Submission 43 C●nstancy 44 T●e ●●d●fference 46 A Pastor●l Dialogue 49 To a Lady who fled the sight of him 52 To a Lady who askt him how long he would Love her 53 Song Tell me no more you love in vain 54 To the Marchioness of New Castle on her Poems 56 Epilogue to Tartuff 5● The Imperfect Enjoyment 61 Prologue at the opening of the D●ke's New Play-House 65 Falling in Love with a Stranger at a Play 67 Indifference excused 69 T●e Platonick 71 To a D●vout Young Woman 73 Song When Aur●lia first became 74 To Cloris Cloris I cannot say your Eyes 76 Song A●relia art thou mad 77 Song Love still has something of the Sea 79 A Dial●gue between Amintas and Celia 82 Song Get you gone you will undo me 85 Song Phillis you have enough enjoy'd 88 Song Madam for your Commands to stay 89 Awake my Eyes at night my thoughts pursue 90 Song Phillis le ts shan the Common Fate ib. Distich 92 The painted Apples that adorn ib. Song Not Celia that I juster am 94 Thirsis no more against my flame advise 95 Song I ask not my Celia would love me again 97 Song Drink about till the day finde us 98 Song Walking among thick shades alone 99 Song As I sat thoughtfull in a shade 102 ●ong The Grave my Envy now begets 106 The Ballers Life A S●ng 108 Song When Cold De●p●i● 109 To Celia Celia the faithful servant you disown 116 To Celia All things submit themselves to your Commands 113 As he la● in the Plain his Arm 116 Song How charming are those pleasant 118 Song Give o're foolish heart and make haste 120 Song With so much ingrateful Swains 121 Song Dear Am●nda in vain you so coily 127 A Panegyrick sent by a Gentleman to his Mystress with his Picture 124 A Letter sent from a Gentleman to his Friend 12● A Memento Mori 134 Song Of ●ll the brisk Dancers 135 The Pot Rapsodes 136 Song It is not Chloris 137 Song Ah Chloris 140 Song To Chloris 141 Octavio to Portia 142 Song When as my Thirsis 144 Song Though Damon 148 Song If thou boast 149 Song To Lucinda 150 To 〈◊〉 Mystress 152 So●g Fa●th now my Dear 154 To 〈◊〉 155 The distract●d Lover to the Ayre of Awake all ye 〈◊〉 156 To La●rinda 1●8 Prologue to the Impertinent Acted at the Mid●le Temple 159 Prologue at Oxford 161 Prologue to the Ord●●ary 163 Epilogue to the Ordinary 166 A Prologue spoken at Court to the Emp●ress of Morocco 168 A Part spoken by the Lady Elizabeth Howard 170 Another Prologue spoken at Court to the Emperess of Morocco 1●2 Song Forgive me Jove 175 Song A● cruel eyes 176 Song Nay Let me alone 177 Song In the Dutch Lover 1●8 Song O● the time that is past ●●8 Song On the London Ladies 183 THE TEMPLE OF DEATH IN those cold Climates where the Sun appears Unwillingly and hides his face in tears A dreadful Vale lies in a Desart-Isle On which indulgent Heaven did never smile There a vast Grove of aged Cypress Trees Which none without an awful horrour sees Into its wither'd arms dep●iv'd of leaves Whole flocks of ill-presaging Birds receives Poysons are all the plants the soyl will bear And Winter is the only season there Millions of graves cover the spacious field And springs of blood a thousand Rivers yield Whose streams opprest with carcases and bones Instead of gentle murmurs pour forth groans Within this Vale a famous Temple stands Old as the Universe which it commands Round is its figure and four Iron Gates Divide the World by order of the Fates There come in crouds doomd to one common grave The young the old the Monarch and the Slave Old age and pains which Mankind most deplores Are faithful Keepers of those sacred doors All clad in mournful blacks which also load The sacred walls of this obscure abode And Tapers of a pitchy substance made With clouds off noak increase the dismal shade A Monster void of Reason and of Sight The Goddess is that sways this Realm of Night Her Power extends o're all things that have breath A cruel Tyrant and her name is Death The fairest object of our wondring eyes Was newly offer'd up her sacrifice Th' adjoyning places where the Altar stood Yet blushing with the fair Almeria's blood When sad Melintus whose unhappy flame Is known by all that ere converst with fame His mind possest with fury and despair Within the sacred Temple made this prayer Great Deity who in thy hands dost bear That rusty Scepter which poor Mortals fear Who wanting eyes thy self respectest none And neither spar'st the Lawrel nor the Crown Oh! thou whom all Mankind in vain withstands Each of whose blood must one day stain thy hands Oh thou that every eye which sees the light Closest again in an eternal night Open thy ears and hearken to my grief To which thy Power alone can give relief I come not hither to prolong my fate But wish my wretched life a shorter date And that the Earth would in its bowels hide A soul which Heaven invades on every side That from the sight of day I might remove And might have nothing left me but my love Thou only Comforter of Mindes opprest The Port where wearied spirits are at rest Conductet to Illysium take my life My brest I offer to thy sacred knife So just a grace deny not nor despise A willing though a worthless sacrifice Others their frail and mortal state forgot Before thy Altars are not to be brought Without constraint the noise of dying rage Heaps of the slain of every sex and age The blade all reaking in the gore it shed With several heads and arms confus'dly spread The rapid flames of a perpetual fire The groans of wretches ready to expire This Tragick Scene makes them in terrour live Till that is forc'd which they should freely give Yielding unwillingly what Heaven wil● have Their fears eclipse the glory of their Grave Before thy face they make undecent moan And feel an hundred deaths in