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True, a new mistresse now I chase,

The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace

A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such,

As you too shall adore ;
I could not love thee, deare, so much,

Lor'd I not honour more.

{"Lovelace," says Wood " made bis amours to a gentlewoman of great beauty and fortune named Lacy Sacheverel, whom he usually called Lux casta ; but she upon a strong report that he was dead of his wonnd received at Dunkirk, (where he had brought a regiment for the service of the French King,) soon after married.” Wood's Athena Oxonienses by Bliss, Vol. III. col. 462.]

THE SCRUTINI E.

RICHARD LOVELACE.

Why should you swear I am forsworn,

Since thine I vow'd to be?
Lady it is already morn,

And 'twas last night I swore to thee
That fond impossibility.

Have I not lov'd thee much and long,

A tedious twelve hours space ?
I must all other beauties wrong,

And rob thee of a new embrace;
Could I still dote upon thy Face.

Not, but all joy in thy browne haire,

By others may be found;
But I must search the black and faire

Like skillfull Minerallists that sound
For treasure in un-plowed-up ground.

Then if when I have lov'd my round,

Thou prov'st the pleasant she; With spoyles of meaner Beauties crown'd,

I laden will return to thee, Ev’n sated with Varietie.

[The following description of a beauty, from “ Amyntor's Grove," a poem by the same author is full of true poetry.

Her breath like to the whispering wind
Was calm as thought, sweet as her mind;
Her lips like coral gates kept in
The perfume and the pearl within ;
Her eyes a double flaming torch
That always shine and never scorch ;
Herself the Hearen in which did meet
The All of bright, of fair and sweet.

As she walks “ close by the lips of a clear stream,"

flowers bequeath At once the incense of their breath.

The head of the Poet prefixed to this volume is taken from a very fine painting preserved in Dulwich College.]

(This Song is sung by Orsames in Suckling's "Aglaura." It contains says Orsames, " a little foolish counsel, 1 gave & friend of mine

four or five years ago, when he was falling into a consumption.")

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SEND ME BACK MY HEART.

SIR JOHN SUCKLING.

I prythee send me back my heart,

Since I cannot have thine:
For if from yours you will not part,

Why then should'st thou have mine?

Yet now I think on't, let it lie,

To find it, were in vain :
For thou'st a thief in either eye

Wou'd steal it back again.

Why should two hearts in one breast lie,

And yet not lodge together?
O Love, where is thy Sympathy,

If thus our breasts thou sever.

But Love is such a mystery

I cannot find it out:
For when I think I'm best resolv'd

I then am in most doubt.

Then farewell care, and farewell woe

I will no longer pine:
For I'll believe I have her heart-

As much as she has mine.

(George Ellis tells us that “ the grace and elegance of Suckling's Songs and Ballads are inimitable.”']

TO CYNTHIA, ON CONCEALMENT OF HER BEAUTY.

SIR FRANCIS KINASTON.

Born about 1616.

Do not conceal thy radiant eyes,
The star-light of serenest skies ;
Lest wanting of their heavenly light,
They turn to chaos' endless night!
Do not conceal those tresses fair,
The silken snares of thy curl'd hair;
Lest finding neither gold nor ore,
The curious silk-worm work no more !
Do not conceal those breasts of thine,
More snow-white than the Apennine ;
Lest, if there be like cold and frost,
The lily be for ever lost !
Do not conceal that fragrant scent,
Thy breath, which to all flowers hath lent
Perfumes ; lest, it being supprest,
No spices grow in all the East !
Do not conceal thy heavenly voice,
Which makes the hearts of Gods rejoice;
Lest, music hearing no such thing,
The nightingale forget to sing !
Do not conceal, nor yet eclipse,
Thy pearly teeth with coral lips ;
Lest, that the seas cease to bring forth
Gems which from thee have all their worth !

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