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love_n	know_v	love_v	see_v	15,121	5	3.6465	3	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A81182	Cupids cabinet unlock't, or, The new accademy [sic] of complements Odes, epigrams, songs, and sonnets, poesies, presentations, congratulations, ejaculations, rhapsodies, &c. With other various fancies. Created partly for the delight, but chiefly for the use of all ladies, gentlemen, and strangers, who affect to speak elegantly, or write queintly. By W. Shakespeare.	Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616, attributed name.	1641-1700 (1700)	Wing C7597A; ESTC R224860	8,456	42

say th' art mine But if another hath possest Those joyes that should have made me blest Be speedy in thy doom and I By death am freed from misery Yours and not his own K. D. SONG In parts GALFREDO LUCINDA GALFREDO DIdst thou not once Lucinda vow For to love none but me LVCINDA I But my Mother tells me now I must love wealth not thee GALFREDO 'T is not my fault my flocks are lean Or that they are so few LVCINDA Nor mine I cannot love so mean So poor a thing as you GALFREDO But I must love thee now believe I 'le seale it with a kisse LVCINDA I le give thee no more cause to grieve Than what thou find'st in this GALFREDO Then witnesse all you powers above And by these holy bands LVCINDA Let it appear the truest Love Comes not through wealth or Lands The search AN ODE 1. ECho sweetest Nymph that liv'st unseen Within thy airie cell By slow Meanders margent green And in the violet imbroider'd vale Where the Love-lorn Nightingale Nightly to thee her ravishment doth tell 2. Canst thou not tell me of a gentle paire That likest thy Narcissus are Oh if thou have Hid them in some flowry cave Tell me but where Sweet Queen of parly daughter of the sphear So may'st thou be translated to the skies And give resound to heavenly harmonies AN EPIGRAM ULysses having scap'd the Ocean stood Twice ten years pilgrimage in forraigne Lands And the sweet songs of Syrens tun'd to blood And Cyclops jaws and Circes charming hands Comes home and seeming safe as he mistakes He steps awry and falls into a Iakes A SONG 1. POx take you Mistresse I le be gone I have a friend to wait upon Think you I le my self confine To your humours Lady mine No your lowring seems to say 'T is a rayny drinking day To the Tavern lie away 2. There have I a Mistresse got Cloyster'd in a pottle pot Brisk and sprightly as your eyes When those richer glances flies Plump and bounding lovely fair Bucksome lively debonaire And shee 's called sack my dear 3. Sack 's my better Mistresse farre Sack 's my onely beauties starre She with no disdain will blast me Yet upon the bed shee 'l cast me And the truth of her to say Spirits in me shee 'l convey More then thou canst take away 4. Yet if thou wil't take the pain To be good but once again Do but smile and call me back And thou shalt be that Lady Sack Faith but trie and thou shalt see What a loving Soul I 'le be While I 'me drunk with nought but thee MAY MORNING NOw the bright morning starre dayes harbinger Comes dauncing from the East and leads with her The flowry May who from her green lap throwes The yellow Cowslip and the pale Primrose Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth and warm desire Woods and Groves are of thy dressing Hill and Dale doth boast thy blessing Thus we salute thee with our early song And singing welcome thee and wish thee long A Letter SWeetest thy name to me doth promise much Oh that thy nature also were but such But whence alas the difference doth grow Is hid from me nor can I come to know Unto thy excellent and soveraigne beauty I 'me bound in all the bonds of love and duty I that till now could never learne to know Whether that Love were seated high or low I that as yet did never know loves law Nor ere was loving longer then I saw I that have never known what now is common Or to throw handsome sheeps eyes at a woman I that as yet have never broke my sleep Nor ever did surmise what charmes did keep Lovers eyes open now too well can tell Those things that sure would please a Lover well Shall I relate it to thee yes I will And being told do thou or save or kill It would be his chief glorie if he might Be ever resident in 's Mistrisse sight 'T would please him greatly sure to have the hap For to repose himself in 's Mistresse lap Or else to have his Mistresse kinde and faire With her white hand to stroke his Amber hair Or else to play at foot-st a while with him Or else to play at Barly-break to breath him Or with him for to walk a turn or two Or else him for to kisse to call or woe Or entring into some retired Grove Beneath some pleasāt shade to talk of love Or when hee 's sure there are no jealous spies To clip her and look Babies in her eyes Or when that action doth begin to fail For to supply it with a pleasing tale How Venus was unto lame Vulcan wed And yet how Mars got into Vulcans bed And while that he and she did make but one Poor Vulcan was constrain'd to lie alone Or if this cannot joy enough afford It will be well for to observe each bird How choicely she doth single out her mate And unto none but him her self doth take To mark their sportive billing each with other Their Love and dalliance pronounc'd tother Or if this chance for to yield no content Then to resort unto each pleasant plant Which by the Artist grafted skilfully Doth bring forth fruit the more abundantly But to conclude 't would please him best with me Himself and Mistresse in one bed to see Lady the humblest and faithfullest of your servants R. H. PRESENTATIONS Of Gifts Or Love tokens The presentation of a pair of Gloves HOw happy are these skin's that licence have To kisse those hands and fold those fingers brave Which to salute even love himself desires Longing with such warm snow to coole his fires These are too trivial ornaments to shrowd Those hands ore which a bright refulgent cloud Thrown from the clear reflection of your eyes The which the Sun and Moon do equallize Ever adorns and obvious to the view To Iuno's anger and Minerva's too Vouchsafe dear Saint what time you draw on these To think upon the dire perplexities Your votary endures and now at last As these do clip your hands let him your waste The presentation of a paire of Knives THese dearest Mistresse like your beauty are Th' are bright and sharp and cut most singular As doth your beauty so they 'l clearly shave Any poor heart that 's destin'd for your slave When these you draw think on those cutting woes Those pangs those dolours those vexatious throes My minde endures for your neglect and say Th' art welcome now for thou hast cut thy way The presentation of a pair of Bracelets HAd it been possible in power of Art Teares the salt issue of a grieved heart So to cement and harden that with ease They kindly might associate as do these Mistresse I could have spared at cheap rate Enough for to have bought an Indians fate So often have the Lymbecks of my eyes Condol'd in briny drops your cruelties These for your use were plunder'd from the Sea Where they were

guarded by Lucothoe She to Vlysses prov'd most kinde and I Hope some hid vertue in these stones doth lie Infus'd by her Oh now no longer check My hopes as these about your snowy neck Have place so be you pleas'd at length dear Saint My Arms with the same office to acquaint A perswasion to Love THe deeper Mistresse that your Love is set The more form and impression it will get And bring forth riper fruits then such as grow And foolishly are planted scarce so low If you please to command me what I seem By this stamp't word Impression for to mean I le tell you Lady onely such as these Impressions have and still can women please Coyn onely for its stamps sake we allow And that same evidence is weak you know And faulty sure that hath no seal to show Stamp or Impression and even such I ken Are all your Sex untill th' are stampt by men Weak weak you are heaven knows for why you take Your chief perfections from the man you make Then Lady if you have desire to be Perfect you needs must have recourse to me Or to some other that will freely give The same our father Adam gave to Eve Alas 't is nothing pray you Mistresse take it There 's many wish it that seem to forsake it And when the shamefull dance is past and done They much do wish they had the same begun A score of year's before at first they learn't it And now with any cost they 'l gladly earn it The presentation of a Muffe THis is no * Skins of the greatest price and onely worn by Kings ERMINS skin though I Could wish no worse obscurity Clouded your radiant hands but this Next unto that the costliest is Such as the noblest Russian Dame On gawdy dayes is proud to claim Sol now in other parts doth raign Boetes in his frozen wain His Viceroy is Hyems doth finde Conjunction with the bleak North winde By aide of this dear Saint you may Deride the fury of the day When you shall deigne this furre to wear Oh! think what mighty power you bear Over my senses sometimes chill And sometime warm as fear doth fill My heart or joy ravish my minde In hope you yet may prove more kinde AN ODE CONGRATVLATORY BLessed be this paire On the earth in the aire Blessed in their lasting joyes Blessed in their Girles and boyes Let them live to hear it told Their great Grand-Children are grown old Let her beauty ever last And her vigour never waste Let the Sea that bounds these Isles Ebb at least ten thousand miles And return no more but leave New Kingdoms for them to bequeath Let their bodies not be sound Dwelling in the sluttish ground But translated to those Thrones Onely built for blessed ones AN EPIGRAM SIllius hath brought from strange and forreigne Lands A black and Sootia wench with many hands The which say some in golden Letters say She is his dearest wife not stoln away He might have sav'd heaven knows with small discretion The Paper and the Ink and his confession For none that doth behold her face and making Will judge she ere was stoln but by mistaking SONNET ADieu sweet Delia for I must depart And leave thy sight and with thy sight all joy Convoy'd with care attend'd with annoy A vagabonding wretch from part to part Onely dear Delia grant me so much grace As to vouchsafe this heart distraught with sorrow To attend upon thy shadow even and morrow Whose wonted pleasure was to view thy face And if sometimes thou pensive do remain And for thy dearest dear a sigh let'st slide This poor attendant sitting by thy side Shall be thy Eccho to reply again Then farewell Delia for I must away But to attend thee my poor heart shall stay A TALE A Man there was who liv'd a merry life Till in the end he took him to a wife One that no image was for she could speak And now and then her husbands costrel break So fierce she was and furious as in sum She was an arrant Devil of her tongue This drove the poor man to a discontent And oft and many times did he repent That e're he chang'd his former quiet state But 'las repentance thē did come too late No cure he findes to heal this mallady But makes a vertue of necessity The common cure for care to every man A pot of nappy Ale where he began To fortifie his brains ' gainst all should come ' Mongst which the clamour of his wives low'd tongue This habit grafted in him grew so strong That when he was from Ale an houre seem'd long So well he liked th' profession on a time Having staid long at pot for rule nor line Limits no drunkard even from morne to night He hasted home apace by the Moon light Where as he went what phantasies were bred I do not know in his distempered head But a strange Ghost appear'd and forc'd him stay With which perplext he thus beganne to say Good spirit if thou be I need no charme For well I know thou wilt not do me harm Or if the Devil sure me thou should'st not hurt I wedd thy sister I am plagued for 't The spirit well approving what he said Dissolv'd to aire and quickly vanished A plesant Song 1. WHen Autumn ' disroabed the woods of their leaves And provident Ceres had got in her sheaves When Acorns were fallen And Shrubs were grown dead Then frosty old Hyems with Flora would wed 2. A rotten old Rustick with hobnailes in 's shoes With cobled old Rethorick a Virgin he woes Yea vertue proves venial And beauty is sold And Mopsus get his Misa with Plutho's gold 3. Since lovely Corinna so peerelesse a Gem Must match with a block and so saplesse a stem Let Daphne bewail it And Cynthia mourn And all the Nymphs mirth into heavinesse turn 4. Diana the losse of her Nymph doth deplore And vowes him Acteons bad fortune and more A Bull Jove will make him And so he doth vow His wife he will turn into IO the Cow 5. Like Venus to Vulcan so chaste let her prove As constant and quiet as Iuno to Iove As kinde as Zantippe To Socrates was So let this rude Coridon finde his sweet Lasse POESIES for RINGS MAy no annoy Disturb our joy Another Suspition flie And jealousie Another We joyntly both Have plighted troth Another Where 's Love there 's blisse Where 's hate there 's disse Another Our loyal Love Was made above Another No ill shall spot Our Gordian knot Another Our hands have given Our hearts to Heaven Another Thou art my star Be not irregular Another What can outvy Our Harmony A PROPHETICK ODE WHen men and women blushlesse grow In filthinesse and act it so As if a stallion to be known A Princely quality were grown Or when your Ladies do appear As if old heath'nish Rome were here By Coachfulls with a brazen face To see men run a naked race And when sin to a ranknesse springs Beyond the reach of libellings And libelling so common be That none shall from their dirt be free Though ne're so innocent but those Whom no man hates envies or knows Then look for that which will ensue Such impudence if heaven be true Epithalamium Or A Nuptiall Song CRowned be thou Queen of love By those glorious powers above Love and beauty joyn'd together May they col and kisse each other And in mid'st of their delight Shew the pleasure in the night For where acts of love resort Longest nights seem too too short May thou sleeping dream of that Which thou waking dost pertake That both sleep and watching may Make the darkest night seem day In thy pleasures may thy smile Burnish like the Camomile Which in verdure is increast Most when it is most deprest Vertues as they do attend thee So may Soveraign thoughts defend thee Acting in thy love with him Wedlock actions are no sin Be he loyal ever thine He thy picture thou his shrine Thou the metal he the mint Thou the Wax and he the print He the Lanthorn thou the Lamp Thou the bulloyn he the stamp He the image leg and limb Thou the mold to cast him in He the Plummet thou the Center Thou to shelter he to enter The finishing of usual and ordinary Epistles YOur friend to serve you Your faithfull friend Your obliged friend Your friend and servant Your constant friend Your immutable friend Or thus Your servant Your humble servant Your very servant Your humblest servant The servant of your worth The servant of your worthy vertues Or thus Your honourer Your admirer Your adorer Your Beadsman Yours devoted Yours affectionately c. For Amorous Epistles The honourer of your perfections The adorer of your beauty Your beauties vassail Your obsequious servant Your languishing Lover Yours more than his own Yours wholy to be disposed of Yours in life or death Yours or his Grave 's Superscriptions for usual and ordinaly Epistles For the much honoured For my approved friend For my true friend For my much respected friend For the much merriting c. For the worthily honoured For my dearly loved friend For the pious and truely learned Superscriptions for Amorous Epistles FOr the truely chaste and exquisitely beauteous For the fair and vertuous For the mirrour of her Sex For the beauteous and most ingenious For the glorie of her Sex For the gallant and truely noble For the sweet and vertuous For the truely chaste and pious For the pattern of perfection If any list to make a conceited conclusion to his Letter then thus FRom me and mine To you and yours From time to times Our prayers like showers Diffused be Incessantly Your worth 's observer FINIS