Quarles - PR3652 D58 1669

SN11J _E_legiu•. 7.,, # t' • ~ ... •• • E. LE G. 16. • • • . • • 'f QUotidian fevers of reproach and thame~ · · , · · Have chill'd our·honour and renown~d Name; : we are become the by-word and the fcorn ·· · Of heaven and earth; of heaven and ea.rth forlorn~ Our captiv'd fouls are compafi ro'und a&our, Within,with troops of fears, of foes without; Without, wi thin ; di fl: reff; and in conclufion, · We are the hapkfs children of confufion; Oh how mine eys, the rivers ofmine eyes" .:' · · O'r flow thefe barren lips ,; that can devifc:· .·-' ·· ~. ' No dialeCt, that can el.{prcf$ or borrow , . .. Sufficient metaphors, to, fl:ewmy forrow ! ~-- ~ . t l ' ' . • - ·l , • . .. ELE.G. 17. . . .... ~ . ... Rivers ofmarifh tears have overftow·n · · · · ·· My blubber'd cheeks; my tonguecanfindno·tone So 1barp as filence, to be~ail that woe, ' . . Whofe ftowing Tides an ebbe could never knotr: Weep on (mine eys ) mine eys fhall never ·ceafe; Speak on (my tongue1forg.et to held thy peace; Ceafe not thy tears;- clofe not thy lips fo long, Till heaven fhail wipe thine cys, and hrilr thy tongue: What he~rt ofbr~fs, what Adamantine breft Can know the torments.ofmy foul, and refi:! What fl:upid brain (ah me!) what marbleeye Can fee thefe, thefe my ruines, and lJOt cry ! EL E.G. 18. ' so hath the Fowler \\'ith his Oie deceits, · Beguil'd the harmlefs Bird; fo with falfe bait$, · The rreacherot~ s Angler fl:rikes his nibblingprey; Even fo my foe.s r:ny guilclefi foul bcmry·;- So

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