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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A39724	A relation of ten years in Europe, Asia, Affrique, and America all by way of letters occasionally written to divers noble personages, from place to place, and continued to this present year / by Richard Fleckno.	Flecknoe, Richard, d. 1678?	1656 (1656)	Wing F1232; ESTC R24329	76,341	184

it worth burning at least so shall it but die a natural death and but return to its first being being begot in flames I will detain your Lordship no longer from reading it being able to write no more but only that I am Your Lordships most c. On his choosing Valentines HOw great a Freedom he injoyes Who loves not without Counterpoise Since be th' attraction what it will He stands upon firm basis still So tother day my chance it was Choosing Valentines in a place T' have one draw me and I an other Who so counterballanc't t'other Neithers Captive I was made Both such equal Beauty had Eithers Captive else had been Had I both assunder seen So true tis when two such as those We to our equal choice propose We should dye e'r we could choose Which to take or which refuse No danger 's then of eithers harms Whilst th' one undoes the others charms But when these Circes are alone Then all the loving harm is done So she who made Alcides spin His Club layd by and Lions skin Should soon have seen with what disdain He would have snatcht them up again And thrown his servile work aside Soon as some Dame he had espy'd I' th' room with Omphale appear At all parts equalizing her So great a freedom he enjoys Who loves not without counterpoise Since be th' attraction what it will He stands upon firm basis still LXII To the Countess of Desmond On the Death of the Lady Theophyla Carey Daughter to Henry Earle of Monmouth Anno 55. Madam I Saw so many Graces and Perfect●ons in the Lady Theophyla Carey for she was all transparent and her very Soul did shine thorough her Body as I must wish with her noble Familie and the rest of her Honourers and Admirers that either I had never known her or that we had never been depriv'd of her But being fair as an Angel having an Angels mind and singing too Angelically as she did we might well imagine her one of those Celestial Quires and cease wondring being all Angel as she was that we had onely a Glympse of her on Earth and that she should straight vanish like some Heavenly Apparition into Heaven It dealing so ordinarily with us in this manner to shew us such as she only and straight to snatch them away agen as I begin to suspect 't is but a bait to make us desire to follow them knowing us so Earthly minded as there 's no other way to intice us unto Heaven For my part at least upon her death I 've left the Town so much I am displeas'd with it could no better conserve the choicest Rarity it had and that after Times might know what a losse they had in her as well as the present have made this Epitaph on her before I went into the Country REader if th' art courteous stay And understand before thou go Here lies th' admir'd Theophila More of her if thou wilt know For Beautious features lovely Grace For candid breast and purest mind She Glory was of Careys race And excellentest of Woman kind LXIII To Mr. Thomas Higgins With his Ode in praise of the Country life Noble Sir IF those on whose soyl the Tree grows have most right to the fruit none has more right than your self to this following Ode in praise of the Country life since 't was made at Grewel with you in the Country After which I know not what excuse to allege for my living in the Town but that self-accusing one of Phedra Video meliora p●j rasequor or this that when I would live to my friends and self I go into the Country when to others I goe to Town However I being of that Amphibean Gender with those who are now in one now in tother do receive this benefit at least by it that the one but begets an appetite to tother all pleasures in this life consisting in a certain change and vicissitude which indeed is but a pause and respite of pain or relaxation from misery none taking pleasure in rest but the weary nor in eating but the hungry c. which you 'll easily perceive when continue them but too long and you make a pain of that pleasure and begin to long for the pleasure of the pain you had before such is our humane infirmity as like sick men in their beds we lye tossing and tumbling up and down and restlesly change place only to find rest which we can never find because we carry unrest along with us quod è re nascitur vix evitatur the purest company which I find without lassitude is the company and conversation of a frend which is the more pure the more spiritual they are and that Sir I never enjoy in greater perfection than when I am with your company ODE In praise of the Country life O Happinesse of Country life Which ●own nor Palace ne'r could boast Where men are even with Gods at strife Whose happinesse should be the most Whilst innocently all live there Lords of themselves as well as Land Out of the Road of Hopes and Fear And out of Fortunes proud command Where to deprive men of their own Is crime which yet they never saw Nor more injustice e'r was known Than not to give Beasts hunted Law Where but for fish ther 's none lays baits Nor traps but for some ravenous Beast And but for Foul there 's no deceipts So harmlesse th' are in all the rest Where of false dealings none 's afraid And soothing flattery none allowes But only in the Dairy Maid Who whilst she milks them stroaks her Cows Where only in Sheep-sheering Time The Rich the Poor do seem to Fleece And of oppression all their crime Is only whilst they make their Cheese Then for the pleasant do but think Th' vast difference there is twixt both Whilst men in Towns live in a sink A life even very beasts would loath Where nothing on the Earth does grow To speak the seasons but in Summ By Dirt they only Winter know And only dust shews Summers come Then for serenating the mind Without which no contentment is Where in lowd Cities shall you find A recollection like to this Where on some Object whilst X stay And hidden cause of it would find No noice does fright my thoughts away Nor sudden sight distract my mind Or if that any noise there be 't is such as makes me not af●ard Of Waters fall Birds Melody O' th' bleating flock or lowing heard Mean time how highly are they blest Whose conversations all with them Who only but for th' name of Beast Are in effect lesse beasts than Men For no ambition makes them fight Nor unto mutual slaughter run Invading one anothers right Till t' one or both be quite undone None others acts calumniate Nor mis-interpret every word For others lives none lies in wait Nor kills with poyson nor with sword Then to conclude the Country life Has happinesse Towns could never boast Where men are