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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A55276	Poems on affairs of state from the time of Oliver Cromwell, to the abdication of K. James the Second. Written by the greatest wits of the age. Viz. Duke of Buckingham, Earl of Rochester, Lord Bu-------st, Sir John Denham, Andrew Marvell, Esq; Mr. Milton, Mr. Dryden, Mr. Sprat, Mr. Waller. Mr. Ayloffe, &c. With some miscellany poems by the same: most whereof never before printed. Now carefully examined with the originals, and published without any castration.	Buckingham, George Villiers, Duke of, 1628-1687.	1697 (1697)	Wing P2719A; ESTC R26563	139,358	261

he shall hector the Parliament And all wholsom Laws for the Publick prevent 11. And I will assert him to such a Degree That all his foul Treasons tho' daring and high Under my Hand and Seal shall have Indempnity 12. And what-e'er it cost me I 'll have a French Whore As bold as Alice Pierce and as fair as Jane Shore And when I 'm weary of her I will have more 13. Which if any bold Commoner dare to oppose I 'll order my Bravo's to cut off his Nose Tho' for't I a branch of Prerogative lose 14. My Pimp shall be my Minister Primier My Bawds shall Ambassadors far and near And my Wench shall dispose of Conge d'lire 15. I 'll wholly abandon all publick Affairs And pass all my time with Buffoons and Players And santer to Nelly when I should be at Prayers 16. I 'll have a fine Pond with a pretty Decoy Where many strange Fowl shall feed and enjoy And still in their Language quake Vive le Roy. On the Lord Chancellor H e's Disgrace and Banishment by King Charles II. PRide Lust Ambition and the Peoples Hate The Kingdom 's Broker ruin of the State Dunkirk's sad Loss Divider of the Fleet Tangier's Compounder for a barren Sheet This Shrub of Gentry marry'd to the Crown His Daughter to the Heir is tumbled down The grand Impostor of the Nobles lies Grov'ling in Dust as a just sacrifice To appease the injur'd King and abus'd Nation Who wou'd believe this sudden Alteration God will revenge too for the Stones he took From aged Paul's to make a nest for Rooks All Cormorants of State as well as he We now may hope in the same plight to see Go on great Prince thy People do rejoyce Methinks I hear the Nation 's total Voice Applauding this day's action to be such As roasting of the Rump or beating of the Dutch Now look upon the valiant Cavaliers Who for rewards have nothing had but Tears Thanks to this Wiltshire Hog Son of the Spittle Had they been look'd on he had had but little Break up the Coffers of this hoarded Thief There Millions will be found to make him Chief Of Sacrilege Ambition Lust and Pride All comprehended in the Name of Hyde For which his due rewards I 'd almost said The Nation may most justly claim his Head The Parallel 1682 AS when proud Lucifer aim'd at a Throne To have usurp'd it and made Heaven his own Blasphemous damn'd Design but soon he fell Guarded with dreadfull Lightnings down to Hell Or as when Nimrod lofty Babel built A Structure as eternal as his guilt Let us said he raise the pround Tower so high As may amaze the Gods and kiss their Sky He spoke but the success was different found Heaven's angry Thunder crush'd it to the ground So Lucifer and so proud Babel fell And 't is a cursed fall from Heaven to Hell So fall's our Courtier now to pride a Prey And falls too with as much Reproach as they And justly That with his nauseous Courtship durst defile The sweetest choicest Beauty of our Isle That he was proud we knew but now we see Like Janus looking at Eternity Both what he was and what he meant to be Stern was his Look and sturdy was his Gate He walk'd and talk'd and would have in State Disdain and Scorn sate Pearching on his Brow But Presto where is all that greatness now Why vanish'd fled dissolv'd to empty Air Fine Ornaments indeed to cheat the Fair And which is yet the strangest thing of all He has not got a Friend to mourn his fall But 't is but just that he who still maintain'd Disdain to all should be by all disdain'd Had not the lazy Drone been quite as blind Equally dim both in his Eye and Mind He might have plainly seen For the Example 's visible to all How strangely low ingratefull Pride may fall Presumptuous Wretch but that 's too kind a Name For one so careless of his Master's fame For as the Serpent did by Fraud deceive Th' unwary Soul of our first Parent Eve So he as impudently strove to inspire The Royal Maid with his delusive Fire But Heaven be prais'd not with the same Success For though his Pride 's as great his Cunning's less The Perfect Enjoyment By the E of R SInce now my Sylvia is as kind as fair Let endless Joy succeed a long Despair Oh what a Night of Pleasure was the last A full Reward for all my Troubles past And on my Head if future mischiefs fall This happy Night will make amends for all Nay tho' my Sylvia's love should turn to hate I 'de think on this and dying kiss my fate Twelve was the lucky minute when we met And on her Bed we 're close together set Tho' listning Spies might be perhaps too near Love fill'd our Hearts there was no room for fear And whilst I strove her melting heart to move With all the powerfull Eloquence of Love In her fair Face I saw the colour rise And an unusual softness in her Eyes Gently they look and I with joy adore That only Charm they never had before What she forbids Love doth by signs command Languishing Looks and squeezing of the Hand Love's Cypher is not hard to understand Whilst I transported too with amorous rage And fierce with expectation to engage But fas● she holds her Hands and close her Thighs And what she longs to do with Frowns denies A strange Effect in foolish Woman wrought Bred in Disguises and by Custom taught Custom which often Wisdom over-rules And onely serves for Reason to the Fools Taught by this method of her foolish Sex She 's forc'd a while me and her self to vex But when at length we had been striving long Her Limbs grown weak and her desires strong Who then can hold to let the Hero inn When he assaults and Love betrays within At last her hand to hide her blushes leave The Fort ungarded willing to receive My fierce assault mad with a Lovers hast Like Lightning piercing and as quickly past Some little pain might check her kind desire But not enough to make her once retire Maids wounds for pleasure bear as Men for praise Here Honour heals there Love the smart allays Now she her well contented thoughts employs On her past Fears and on her present Joys Whose Harbinger did freely all remove To make fit room for great luxurious Love Fond of the welcome Guest her Arms embrace My Body and her hand a better place Which with one touch so pleasing proud did grow It swell'd beyond the grasp that made it so Confinement scorns in any closer walls Than those of Love where it contented falls Tho' twice o'rethrown it more enflam'd does rise And will to the last drop fight out Loves prize She like some Amazon in Story proves That overcomes the Hero who she loves In the close strifes he took so much delight She then would think on nothing but the fight With joy