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            <p>THE ACADEMY <hi>OF</hi> Complements.</p>
            <p>VVherin <hi>Ladyes Gentlewomen, Schollers,</hi> and <hi>Strangers</hi> may ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>commodate their Courtly Practice with moſt Curious Ceremonies, Comple<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mentall, Amorous, High expreſſions, and formes of ſpeaking, or writing.</p>
            <p>A Worke peruſed and moſt exactly perfected by the Author with Ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ditions of witty Amorous Poems.</p>
            <p>And a TABLE expounding the <hi>hard ENGLISH words.</hi>
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               <hi>LONDON,</hi> Printed by <hi>T. Badger,</hi> for <hi>H. Moſley,</hi> and are to be ſold at his Shop at the Princes Armes, in S. Pauls Church-Yard. 1640.</p>
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            <head>To the Ladyes and GENTLEVVOMEN <hi>of</hi> ENGLAND.</head>
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no greater perfection of hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pineſſe than your favour, which it moſt earneſtly de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſires. Let other workes co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vet their Patrons and Mae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cenaſſes, to derive from them a golden ſprinkling of their bounty; whilſt this ſhall ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſe an ingenuity beyond ſuch vulgarintents, and in a brave and free manner ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>crifice it ſelfe to your accep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance and ſervice; deſiring only that you would grace it
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with the influence of your propitious ſmiles, which cary in them a ſecret power, not only to cheriſh and advance the object whereon they re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flect, but alſo to endeare it in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to others opinions, and make it precious in their eſtimati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons. Jn requitall of this your favour, it ſhall bee alwayes ready to furniſh you with the beſt expreſſions of choiſe com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plementall language, for though by nature and cuſtom,
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            <head>THE AVTHORS <hi>PREFACE TO</hi> the READER.</head>
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               <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>Here is no queſtion but eloquence is a principall part in a well qualified man, for to ſee a ſubtle and a quicke wit foiled in this which is the onely quality that is eminent and adornes a man as uſefull in all occaſions, it were to be in ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treames,
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another <hi>Prometheus,</hi> who made a ſtatue faire in appearance, but without motion; which could not be animated without Celeſtiall fire: it is eloquence which adornes our diſcourſe, gives a grace and life to our acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, opens us the gates and dores to the beſt company, and puts us in ſuch eſteeme as well borne ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rits ought to arrive to; without this we reſemble walking rocks, all our actions being dull and heavie, our words without effect, our conceits without fruits, and our lives diſguſted with thoſe, with whom wee ordinarily aſſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciate our ſelves: to this purpoſe
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in this little volume feaſt thy fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cie with variety of moſt eloquent expreſſions and formes of delive<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring thy minde to all, from the King to perſons of the moſt infe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rior ranke or qualitie, for in this ſecond edition, Let me tell thee that thou haſt a Cabinet wherein the richeſt Iewels of our Lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guage are lockt up, firſt thou haſt choiſe and ſelect complements ſet thee down in a forme which up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on an occaſion offered thou may<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt imitate or with a little altera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion make uſe of, thou haſt in the next place variety of ſubjects with expreſſions to the height of eloquence penn'd to quicken thy
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mind upon the like objects pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to thy view or fancy, thou haſt witty diſputes, amorous diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſes, with an addition of moſt excellent Love Poems, comple<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mentall and moſt ſweetly har<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monious fitted to the taſtes of Cupids gueſts, Thou haſt exqui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſite Letters, ſuch as containe the Quinteſſence of that ſweetneſſe our Engliſh tongue affords us at this day as it is now refined, then thou haſt dedications, ſuperſcrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion fitted to thy owne deſires for thy uſe upon any ſudden oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion, Laſtly thou haſt a table of the hard Engliſh words with their expoſitions, in ſumme both
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eloquence and love with their ſecrets and myſteries are made naked and manifeſtly revealed to the weakeſt Iudgement; all theſe benefits are heaped upon thee by one who is zealous for the ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour of our Language, by one who bewailes thoſe weake eſſayes that have beene made by others to this purpoſe, and with griefe viewed the former haſty and ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reptitious edition of this booke, which now is purged and perfit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to the booke-ſellers own con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent: read it therefore with diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cretion and deliberative conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration, and endeavour to attaine to the quality of ſuch worth that
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thou mayſt learne from it to cure thy dumbenes, to diſcourſe con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidently with thy friends, and aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſuredly to tender thy wit and ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice to thoſe thou ſhalt have oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion to acknowledge, eſpecial<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly in the Court, where neateneſſe and curioſities of all ſorts, and principally of ſpeech is to a ſilla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble exactly ſtudied: I will reſolve thee good Reader but a doubt or two and detaine thee no longer from thy pleaſure; firſt thou ſeeſt not the name of the Author, if thou kneweſt the gravity of his perſon thou mightſt well have him excuſed, next for thy country objection that down-right deal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing
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is beſt, I anſwer thou mayeſt ſomtimes be too plain in the way of thy preferment; if thou nameſt the word diſſimulation, thou er<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſt, the whole heaven: this work reliſhes in reſpect of the ſubject more of curteſie, unleſſe thou abuſe it by craft: accept it then as every way beneficiall to thee, and take my wiſh with thee, that thou maiſt injoy as much pleaſure in the peruſing of it, as I had to pen it. <hi>Adieu.</hi>
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               <signed>YOURS <hi>Philomuſus.</hi>
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               <head>THE ACADEMY <hi>of Complements. OR,</hi> PEARLES OF <hi>ELOQ<g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ENCE.</hi>
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                     <seg rend="decorInit">S</seg>Ir,</hi> Your conceptions are ſo ſtrong, that they tranſcend my ordinary imaginations.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You honour me, as if you did erect me a thouſand Statues.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You are above Fortune, which muſt ſtoope to your honours.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your deſerts draw admiration from your very enemies.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I ſhall ever as really as at this houre, remaine your creature.</p>
               <p>You honour mee ſo farre, that I imagine my ſelfe to be ſome other thing, then I have beene.</p>
               <p>I doe repute my ſelfe happy, to be valued by a perſon, who is able to give a true eſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mate of me.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your judgement doth amaze vulgar wits, ſince in you alone all thoſe perfections are found, can be ſought for on earth.</p>
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                  <hi>Lady,</hi> Your forme doth ſo raviſh behol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders, that you ſeeme a heavenly creature in a mortall carcaſſe.</p>
               <p>Blemiſh not your mind with ſuch deteſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able qualities leaſt the ſtaines of voluptuouſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe doe beſmeare the excellencies of your proportion.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> If you proceed to be ſo profuſe of your treaſures, mines of gold will not main<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taine your prodigall expences.</p>
               <p>Good <hi>Sir</hi> give me leave to feare leaſt ſome ſiniſter ſtormes of fortune ſtiffe the ear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly bloomings of my felicities.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> The toyiſh conceits of your youth
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> There is a confuſed Chaos of contrary <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
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               <p>Give mee leave <hi>Sir,</hi> to gaine that from your experience, that otherwiſe all the trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſures of the earth cannot purchaſe.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Should you continue to be thus ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
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               <p>Bee not ſo inconſtant in your affections, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
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               <p>Leave mee Sir, whilſt I learne to deſpiſe ſuch Gnathoes and to ſhake off ſuch flatte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring curres with the flagge of my defiance.</p>
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                  <hi>Theſeus</hi> faire one did never more triumph at his deliverance from the perillous Laby<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rinth then I from the pernitious bondage of ſuch cruell beauty.</p>
               <p>Fortune and fate place thee in the Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>laces
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of their earthly felicities.</p>
               <p>So rarely accompliſht that it was hard to know whether vertue or beauty held ſupre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>macy in ſo rare a ſtructure.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> being incenſed by your ſingular com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mendations, I am perſwaded to her only to commit the chiefeſt treaſures of my life and fortunes.</p>
               <p>Pardon my rudeneſſe faire creature, ſince neither love nor fortune delighteth nor ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reth for them that are daſtards.</p>
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                  <hi>Madam,</hi> You are the Saint to whoſe ſhrine I daily offer up my ſcalding ſighs.</p>
               <p>For your Beauty miſtreſſe I may name you <hi>Venus,</hi> for your comelineſſe <hi>Pallas,</hi> for your port and honour <hi>Juno.</hi>
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               <p>If I want an Apology faire creature, Let love and neceſſity plead for me ſince they are tyed within no bounds.</p>
               <p>Madam you are an object beautified with the richeſt gifts of nature, poliſht with more then terrene perfections.</p>
               <p>Tis you alone faire one that have made a breach into the Bull-warke of my breaſt, where like a gorgeous goddeſſe you com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand all my powers.</p>
               <p>Feare not <hi>Sir,</hi> Love and fortune favours thoſe that are bold.</p>
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                  <hi>Sir,</hi> To grant you this one poſition is to admit of innumerable abſurdities.</p>
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                  <hi>Madam,</hi> It is the perfection of your ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quiſite perſon, Majeſticke features, and rare beauty that kindles my deſires.</p>
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                  <hi>Miſtris,</hi> Deceive mee not, leaſt while I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
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                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Take heed of uſing <hi>Cupid</hi> ſo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>rabidly, for though he forgive and forget, <hi>Venus</hi> is a woman and will ſeeke revenge.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> It is impoſſible that her heavenly beauty ſhould be eclipſed with cruelty.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Though I have fought never ſo valiantly under the flagge of affections, yet except you crowne my indeavours with a voluntary yeelding I can never prevaile.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Miſtris,</hi> If you take mee for franticke blame love, which as it comes from you as the cauſe ſo it conſumes without reaſon.</p>
               <p>Who can degenerate, faireſt of women, or dare to entertaine baſe thoughts, when he views ſo glorious an object?</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I am deſirous to be ſuſpitious of thoſe felicities, I feare, I ſhall not long enjoy.</p>
               <p>I am out of love with my ſelfe, that I may admire your vertues.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="6" facs="tcp:5913:12"/>The charmes of Magicians are frivolous to me, in reſpect of the power of your pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence.</p>
               <p>I cannot looke upon your face, but I am perſwaded to reſigne my ſelfe up to you, as a wreath of victory.</p>
               <p>That which blacks the <hi>Moores,</hi> and burns <hi>Libya,</hi> hath not ſo powerfull a luſtre, as the beames of your beauty.</p>
               <p>Halfe the Court is engaged to your ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions, and thoſe whom you beſiege with your language, muſt needs acknowledge you for victorious.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Mistris,</hi> Your breath is as ſweet, as if you fed only on Pinkes and perfumes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I cannot degenerate ſo farre from mine owne happineſſe, as to forget you, to whoſe deſires alone the events of all things are ſutable.</p>
               <p>Let me beg of you to take notice of thoſe advantages are beſtowed upon you, above the reſt of men.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> If in your imagination, I am worthy to be eſteemed of, it muſt be by your wiſdom only, which can ſet a value upon my defects.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your favour is the foundation of all my fortunes.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="7" facs="tcp:5913:12"/>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> It is your preſence only can diſſipate the clouds of my blackeſt melancholy.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> In the midſt of all my felicities, I ſhall have need of you to make mee happie; for without you, I ſhall ever eſteem my ſelfe abſolutely miſerable.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I will rather put my reputation to the adventure, then refuſe to act any thing you ſhall command me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I have ever reflected on you, as on an extraordinary perſon, and have ever paſſio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nately remained yours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I am ſo taken with you, that I am even ſicke at the relation of your indiſpoſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I ſhall not be backward in the expreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion of your merits, ſince they doe ſo exact an acknowledgement of all.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You ſhall never be able to accuſe this Tenent as erronious, ſince I have never fal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſified my ſelfe to you, but have ever thought my ſelfe perfectly happy, to bee reputed yours.</p>
               <p>Be carefull faire one, leaſt being lead cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tive by ſecurity your mind float in the ſurg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Seas of idle conceits, whilſt the puffe of voluptuous pleaſures and the ſtifling
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ſtormes of unbridled fancy with raging blaſts make a ſhipwrack of your beauty.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I will endeavour hereafter to incoun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter your graces courteſies with an unweari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed conſtancy in the wayes of vertue.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I ſhall indeavour to countervail ſuch paines with a princely Liberality.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> The trumpet of your royall fame hath moved us who are but ſubjects of your ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerous liberality with all humilitie to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertaine ſuch noble and heroicke favours caſt upon us poore creatures moſt unworthy of ſuch benefits.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> There is no object can allure my wavering eyes as your <hi>Venus</hi>-like beauty.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> The force of your beauty hath over-powered the weakneſſe of my fancie ſince the exquiſite perfections of your ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tues are characterd in my breſt.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Were you as wiſe as <hi>Minerva</hi> or as gorgeous as <hi>Iuno,</hi> yet the accounts of your beauty being caſt up, the gaines of his affection might be put in the eyes of your Lover.</p>
               <p>Coy one what happineſſe inſued the cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtity of <hi>Penelope,</hi> nay rather what miſeries purſued not the vertues of a <hi>Lucretia?</hi> how
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wretched are they then that deale with <hi>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nus</hi> or <hi>Diana,</hi> ſince love is a fatall care, hate a finall calamity?</p>
               <p>Blame me not faire one, though my fixed fancies once abuſed turne to a fury.</p>
               <p>By thoſe ſmiles of your beauty your crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture that before was plunged in a perplexi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tie, is now placed in the height of earthly fe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>licities.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Miſtris,</hi> Pardon my rudeneſſe for trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bling thus raſhly your muſing meditations.</p>
               <p>Certainely <hi>Madam,</hi> if the gods as Poets ſay, made beauty, they skipt beyond their skill, ſince they framed it of greater force then they themſelves were able to reſiſt.</p>
               <p>Faire one, let the ſhowers of your mercy mitigate the fires of my fancy.</p>
               <p>Cruell one, if love be onely remedied by love, if fancy by mutuall affection, give me leave at leaſt to appeale to your grace and fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour, and at the barre of your beauty ſuffer your ſervant to lift up his hands in an expe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctation of mercy, though his life by your ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gor be ſentenced to death.</p>
               <p>Faireſt it is impoſsibility to perſwade me to breake that league I made with my fancies.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="10" facs="tcp:5913:14"/>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I am a mortall foe to affection, and now to vow my ſervice to <hi>Venus</hi> is unpoſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible, ſince I have already addicted my ſelfe to <hi>Diana.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Whoſoever readeth the records of the faithleſſe proteſtations of men, their perjur'd promiſes and fained loves, cannot but view a poore <hi>Ariadne</hi> abuſed, a <hi>Medea</hi> mockt, and a <hi>Dido</hi> deceived.</p>
               <p>Faire one, your beauty and vertue either by fate or fortune is too deepely ſhrined in my heart.</p>
               <p>Be pleaſed at laſt faire beauty, to accept me for your ſlave and ſervant, and to admit me into your favour, as that I may freely in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joy the ſight of your ſweet face, and feed my fancy in the contemplation of your perfe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions.</p>
               <p>Faireſt, if my deepe deſires merit no bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter deſerts, then have I no other choiſe but to dye deſperately or to live miſerably.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> There is a civill aſſault within me, by which I feele a certaine reſtraint of my owne liberty and affections.</p>
               <p>It is impoſſible faireſt of women, for any one to view your features, and not to be ſet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terd with the power of your vertuous qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lities.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="11" facs="tcp:5913:14"/>
                  <hi>Miſtris,</hi> I feele ſuch an alienation of my ſences, ſuch a metamorphoſis of my minde; that it is unpoſſible for mee to become any other then a ſervile ſlave to fancy.</p>
               <p>How can I feare to enter a Parly with <hi>Cupids</hi> faireſt creature, ſince there is ſuch hopes left of victory by the happy preſage of your auſpicious ſmiles at the beginning of our loves conflict?</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> If I may continue to ſhare in your favours, there ſhall not any under the Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nopie of Heaven bee more proud of their good fortunes then my ſelfe, who really am your moſt affectionate ſervant.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> It is for the good of the world that you enjoy your vigorous health, ſince you are ordained for the ſervice of Kings, and the conduct of people.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I will reſerve to ſpeake of vertue, till your great workes come to light.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> That which others call vertue, is the naturall habitude of your worthy perſon.</p>
               <p>Suppoſe not I uſe the Court language, when I aſſure you I am more than any man living, <hi>Sir,</hi> Your moſt humble ſervant,</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> When I forget to confeſſe my ſelfe yours, you may juſtly ſuppoſe I ſuffer a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>petuall
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ſilence, ſince whilſt I have a tongue, I proteſt my ſelfe to be your affectionate ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I will make uſe of all occaſions, to teſtifie how paſsionately I am yours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> There is no other thing remaining for me, ſave the onely glory of humilitie and obedience.</p>
               <p>I ſhould ſhew my ſelfe inſenſible of rari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties were I not amazed, with the curioſity of your beauty.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your heroicall qualities ſhine forth in you, as bright as day.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> They that doe undervalue the comelineſſe of your perſon, dare rob Nature, and bereave Lilies of their beauty, or the Cryſtall of his clearneſſe.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> The vertues of our forefathers are to be eſteemed as vices in compariſon of yours.</p>
               <p>Extremities are in other things reprove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able, in this laudable, ſince they force mee to confeſſe my ſelfe yours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You are never ſo excellent a Poet, as when you ſpeake of me, ſince you have Art to invent new Fables.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Thoſe fine words, and quaint diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſes, with which your Ladies are de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lighted,
<pb n="13" facs="tcp:5913:15"/>
iſſue from their mouthes, as a pure and innocent breath perfumed with kiſſes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You goe through all imployments with as good fortune as noble reſolutions; neither can there bee any thing above your ſpirit, ſince all things ſtoope to doe you ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour.</p>
               <p>Who can diſtill ſleep into the eyes of lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers, whoſe cares break forth with the mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning light?</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Love,</hi> Art thou but a vaine name and no eſſentiall thing, that haſt thus left thy pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſed ſervant when he hath moſt need of thy reviving preſence?</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Reaſon,</hi> What art thou which canſt fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſee, but not prevent torment, but not ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cour; ſtupifie much rather than rectifie my mind and ſoule?</p>
               <p>What is muſicke to mee, but a dolefull voyce accompanied with the various diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cord of my ſighs?</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>O Love,</hi> Wilt thou now at laſt offer me phyſicke which art my only poyſon, or wilt thou doe me ſervice, which long ſince haſt brought me into eternall ſlavery?</p>
               <p>How long ſhall my languiſhing ſickneſſe wait upon the triumphs of my paſſions?</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="14" facs="tcp:5913:16"/>At laſt ô faire one, caſt the eyes of thy re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſplendent preſence on thy abject creature, that by the brightnes of thoſe rayes his baſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe may be turned into a moſt high, and through thy affections, a moſt happy pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferment, for being thus diſconſolate by the frownes of thy rigor; how ſoon maiſt thou raſe downe that temple which at firſt was built by the refulgent ſmiles of thy beauty?</p>
               <p>From whence can theſe neceſſities pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed, that love hath laid upon me; moſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>comparable? <hi>Lady,</hi> are they by your com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mandment,, or is it by a power from your excellency, that <hi>Cupid</hi> hath ſuch a command over mortals; of a certaine it is from you, whoſe faire aſpect accompanied with ſo im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perious a majeſtie, vanquiſheth me by him ſo far to reſigne the happineſſe of my former liberty, as that I muſt now confeſſe my ſelfe to be your ſlave, if you thinke me unworthy of the name of your priſoner.</p>
               <p>Cruell one, how long can I make an oſten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation of my felicity, when the concluſion even the laſt ſcene of my Tragedy with hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ror preſents it ſelfe to thine eyes? can death and diſſimulation meet at that inſtant, when I leave the world, and my dying proteſtati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons
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with thee, that for thee alone I forſooke this earth; to bee more kindly uſed there where I ſhall certainly be eaſed of theſe ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rowes? if there be a <hi>Leander,</hi> a <hi>Pyramus,</hi> or a ſociety of abuſed Lovers.</p>
               <p>If thou art faire, is it to preſent thee cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ell? If thou canſt command affections, wilt thou therefore Captivate them? to be beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifull, and yet terrible, are things incompe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tible, things that implie contradiction, yet even againſt the Lawes of nature, thou de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtroyeſt nature, and where thou mayeſt raiſe thee ſtructures to thy perpetuall honours, thou ruin'ſt them.</p>
               <p>Moſt certaine it is faire creature, thy love may make me to ſacrifice my life at thy feet, and I may puniſh that body, which could ſo unjuſtly wound my once free and ſerene mind: but alas wherein canſt thou glory? not in thy beauty, for that will vaile it ſelfe at ſo blacke an Act; not in my ruines, for they will purſue thee with ſome direfull re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge: bluſh then thou faire one, ſince to be coy is to be cruell, to be cruell, is to alter the property of what thou yet art, beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifull.</p>
               <p>Faireſt, bee no longer ſo great an enemy
<pb n="16" facs="tcp:5913:17"/>
to my deſires as to impriſon them in ſilence.</p>
               <p>I cannot expreſſe the leaſt diſobedience to your commands, but rather hope my paſt diſpleaſures may deſerve pity, if not my fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture ſervices a reward.</p>
               <p>Ponder my merits in the balance of your mercie, that the unworthineſſe of my de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerts by the fair ſufferance of your goodneſſe may procure your gracious reſpects in my behalfe.</p>
               <p>It is a ſinne to ſuſpect ſuch vertue which glories to arme it ſelfe againſt all deceits.</p>
               <p>Faire one, you have a wit which delights not to judge it ſelfe, and a beauty that glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries to condemne others; reconcile your beauty to your wit, that the uſe of the one may reſtraine the abuſe of the other, whileſt we your ſervants live to admire your perfe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions, and you your ſelfe ſurvive to perfit your vertues.</p>
               <p>Faire one, what unremoveable ſuiter ec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clipſes your affection from ſhining on your devoted and moſt conſtant ſervant?</p>
               <p>Perfection of my deſires, with one deter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minate anſwer bleſſe me with happineſſe, or ſilence my long continued ſuit.</p>
               <p>That my deſires to injoy you are more
<pb n="17" facs="tcp:5913:17"/>
then to live, proceeds from the effects of my affection, the efficient cauſe being your ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſive beauty.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> The eyes of a raviſhed Lover cannot but have vertues aid ſo ready in him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelfe as alwayes to bewaile the loſſe of a ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuous conſtancy in others, ſince ſuch a loſſe by his owne affections is ever placed in the very face of his memory.</p>
               <p>By the memory of our forepaſt affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction, by the oathes of our yet continued love, by whatſoever is vertuous credit mee.</p>
               <p>Can you Sir weare a <hi>Marſes</hi> heart in a <hi>Cupids</hi> body, ſince the eyes of all ſpectators judge you fitter for the pleaſures of the Court then the tents of war?</p>
               <p>In him it ſeemes Nature was not miſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken, ſince whatſoever was in mankind, was in him to the uttermoſt.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> It is a degree above humanity and therefore requires the admiration of your friends that your wit ſhould ſo far out-goe your age.</p>
               <p>It is not ſtrange ô thou cruelſt of wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men, that thoſe eyes of thine ſhould ſtrike him with terrour, who ſtands unmoved
<pb n="18" facs="tcp:5913:18"/>
with the ſight of the moſt horrible counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nances of Death.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I am moſt infinitely bound to you for this ſo rare and noble a curteſie.</p>
               <p>It is you, and none but you which I am bound to love, and therefore though I am preſented with a likenes of your beauty, yet likeneſſe of another, cannot make the ſame eſſence of your perſon, much leſſe can diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolve your commandements of my ſervice.</p>
               <p>The very image of your countenance and outward expreſſions of your behaviour are ſutable to the vertuous reſolutions of your mind.</p>
               <p>Faireſt, grant me this happineſſe to have my poore affections raiſed to a Lordſhip o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver your thoughts.</p>
               <p>Violence of love leads mee into this diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, in which I am not ſo unfortunate as full of deſires to be more happie.</p>
               <p>Armies of objections riſe up againſt my accepted opinion.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Though I were to paſſe through all the ſplendors of the world to meet with you, my pen could not reach you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Nature in you hath laid deep founda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions in reſpect of your qualities both of
<pb n="19" facs="tcp:5913:18"/>
mind and body, in both which ſhe hath made no promiſe of any mediocrity, by the diſtribution of which rare perfections ſhe hath rendred you lovely to the world and fit for the ſervice of the greateſt Monarchs.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your imagination, when you ſpeake in ſuch high tearmes, cannot but move me to believe great improbabilities.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> How happy ſhould I account my ſelfe, were the Characters of your Vertues im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>printed in my breaſt?</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> No imaginary jealouſies ſhall divert me from mine inclination to that good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, to which I have alwayes had an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary propenſion, by your Royall example.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I have an intereſt in your proſperity ſo farre, that I will not complaine of For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, ſo you have an occaſion to commend her.</p>
               <p>Worthy Sir, You know your ſelfe too well, to ſuſpect me of flattery.</p>
               <p>Vertue and Eloquence are beſtowed up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on you, to make you be amongſt men as im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mortall.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I could not have the ambition to ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe that there could be any roome left, for
<pb n="20" facs="tcp:5913:19"/>
you to entertaine a man, of ſo many imper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fections as my ſelfe.</p>
               <p>The contemplation of your vertues amaze mee.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I find in you, whatſoever may give a reputation to the Courts of Princes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I am reſerved for your ſake, that no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing might be wanting to your glory.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You are the man whom the neceſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties of the States requires.</p>
               <p>Opportunities would wax old, ſhould I neglect this preſent to ſerve you.</p>
               <p>All ſpirits will prove favourable to you, ſince you have convinced them by your me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rits.</p>
               <p>Your generous diſpoſition hath permitted me a longer audience, then your affairs could well permit.</p>
               <p>Worthy Sir, Reflect upon your crrature, with the bright beames of your generous diſpoſition.</p>
               <p>I cannot allot more moderate limits to my ambition, or wiſh my ſelf a greater hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pineſſe, then to do you ſervice.</p>
               <p>Your heroicke acts ſucceeding Hiſtorians ſhall crowne with Laurels.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> For your ſake I will paſſe beyond the
<pb n="21" facs="tcp:5913:19"/>
Ice of my naturall aire, and undergoe the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>felicity of cruell fortune.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> There is no happineſſe on earth, but is included in your ſelfe, or in what concerns you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your goodneſſe doth bereave me of a voice to expreſſe your vertues.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You cannot blame me, though I hate ingratitude, ſince even beaſts are capable of acknowledgement.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> If you withdraw from me your pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, you overthrow all the honor you have hitherto acquired for me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I ſhall fall ſicke, for want of a capa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>city to diſgeſt your favours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Whatſoever you undertake, permit nothing to your ſpirit, which may wound your reputation.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Of all men I dare free you from this crime, of violating the chaſtity of lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guage.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I owe too much honour, to the me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory of our forepaſt acquaintance, to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſe you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> For your ſake, at the ſame time I both enjoy pleaſure, and endure paine.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I muſt beg of you hereafter to have a
<pb n="22" facs="tcp:5913:20"/>
greater care of my modeſty, ſince you en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>force me, either to looſe it, or not to believe you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> The whole Court is ſenſible of ſuffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring your name to fall to the ground.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I am ſo far from hiding my owne de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects, that I acknowledge there is none ſo imperfect as my ſelfe; neither can any man arive to perfection, except he be adorned with thoſe abilities, whereof I am utterly ignorant.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I have neither power nor ability left me, but only to expreſſe, I am yours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You have anticipated me of all Rhe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>torick, either of being complementall, or re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turning you commendations for your wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy favours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Inſtead of requitall, of thoſe vowes you offer me, I am put to a ſtand, what to anſwer you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Miſtris,</hi> I deſire to paſſe my life in the pleaſing dreames of your perfections.</p>
               <p>Your Courtly voyce is like an Oracle, ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to approve, or to condemne me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I am none of thoſe, who ſlight the be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nefits are ſhowred upon them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I cannot light upon that accent,
<pb n="23" facs="tcp:5913:20"/>
wherewith I might authorize my own fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lies.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> All my thoughts are your reall inſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rations.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I have no ſervile dependency but upon your conceptions.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> In matters of Eloquence you ſeek out ſingularities, hitherto unknowne to any.</p>
               <p>From the firſt minute of my acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance, I made haſte, as I ſhall ever, to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge my ſelfe, your moſt humble ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I entertaine theſe paſſions, to the end that you may appeaſe me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> If you ſtill perſevere to dote thus on your beauty: the time will come, when your face will ſcare you, more than a judge doth a fellon.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I have quitted all complacency, and there is no meanes ſhall make me ſilent.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> There is no part of the world ſo remote, whither my curioſity, in your ſearch ſhall not cary me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Lady,</hi> The morall of my affection, is to inſtruct you to make uſe of your youth, and to gather Noſegaies, before the Roſes wi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther: for bee confident, when you have no
<pb n="24" facs="tcp:5913:21"/>
further attractions, than an eloquent tongue no man will ſeeke for them in the furrowes of your face, and you ſhall onely bee left, to bewaile the ruines of your beauty.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Suffer your ſelfe to be convinced by reaſon, ſince you cannot reſiſt the ſame, but to your diſadvantage.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You muſt excuſe me, ſince I know not in what manner to ſuffer ſo wounding a diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> All the water in the Sea can never purifie me from this offence.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Lady,</hi> You have no more beauty, then wil ſerve to excuſe you from being extream<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ugly.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> If you grant mee this favour, you ſhall elevate mee to a more ſoveraigne for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, then the State of Kings.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> It were as great a crime to be igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rant of the diverſions that attend you; as not to bee acquainted with the great afflu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence of noble company, daily repairing to viſit you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Miſtris,</hi> In my moſt ſolitary walkes it ſhall be my ambition, to preſume only to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>volve you in my moſt ſecret cogitations.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> In you alone I muſt commend the
<pb n="25" facs="tcp:5913:21"/>
commencements of all vertue.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> In all ſhapes, and under the moſt dreadfull aſpects that can appeare, I am yours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> To returne you complements for ſuch excellent favours, were to undervalue their worth; ſince my language is too poore, and unable to lend mee wherewith to pay you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I feare I ſhall be indebted to you all my life, for the favours I have received of you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> It is the height of my deſerts, to bee paſsionately, as I am, your moſt faithfull ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> My paſsions cannot ſo far tranſport me, but that I ſhall remaine, as I have ever beene, yours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I intend not to commence any reall warre againſt you; for I acknowledge my choller to be artificiall, which I am ready to lay downe at your pleaſure.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faire Creature,</hi> Painters and Stage-play<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers are not guilty of thoſe murthers, which the darts of your eyes doe moſt cruelly com<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>mit.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I am not ſo curious as to condemne
<pb n="26" facs="tcp:5913:22"/>
the whole multitude, which have loſt them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves in the admiration of your vertues.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I will dilate my ſelfe no farther in my expreſſions; leaſt I diſhonour your good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, with my prophane praiſes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Mine eloquence will come too late, ſince there is no precept in all humane wiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome, which hath not preſented it ſelfe to your view.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> The conſolation I have, next to the aſſurance I have of my innocency, is the li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty I enjoy, to profeſſe my ſelfe, yours.</p>
               <p>The principall object of my intentions, hath ever bin the glory of your name.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I doe profeſſe my ſelfe yours, with all thoſe proteſtations, which are able to make truth appeare inviolable.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I proſtrate all my preſumption at your feete.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I can no longer conceale my thoughts; ſince you have an intereſt, both in mee and them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I never gave you a viſit, which cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red me not of ſome paſſion.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> How often with your golden elo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quence, have you taken mee out of my ſelfe?</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="27" facs="tcp:5913:22"/>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You alone can conduct mee to the higheſt pitch of accidentall perfection.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> The beames of your eminent vertues, have diſcovered to me mine owne imperfe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Inſtead of all thoſe high expreſſions, you have beſtowed upon me, I muſt only anſwer you, that I am your humble ſervant.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>r,</hi> There can be no acknowledgement that I can make, can bee anſwerable to the obligations I owe to your honour.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You miſtake my diſpoſition, if you ſuppoſe I affect praiſes, with the like intem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perance, as I doe perfumes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Should I forfeit ſuch occaſions, my friendſhip would never appeare, but re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>maine as a Recluſe.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> The World would end, and Nature prove unperfit, if there were not ſuch men to maintaine her honours.</p>
               <p>Continue to expreſſe your ſelfe what you are, that your vertue may be its owne cata<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrophe.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> My thoughts are not ſo often here, as where you are.</p>
               <p>The Phyſitians have not ſo farre exhau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſted mee, but that there are ſome drops of
<pb n="28" facs="tcp:5913:23"/>
bloud left, to beſtow in part of your Ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nours ſervice.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Put on thoſe rayes of your beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tie, that it may budde againe with the next Roſes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I confeſſe I was never more aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, then to find ſuch an equipage of ſorrow about you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You are adorned with all the excel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent qualities, that Art and Nature can be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtow, for the commanding of men.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> There is not one part of your body, whereof another is not maſter.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> It is not in my power to diſpoſe of one ſingle haire, ſince I am all yours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> You draw the eyes of all to ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mire you, ſince you are as a faire proſpect, adorned with all pleaſures, to allure the be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holders.</p>
               <p>You are the Cabinet, in which Nature hath lockt all her miracles.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Though I receive injuries from you, it ſhall be my humility, not to take notice of them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I would viſit thoſe parts of the world, which avarice it ſelf hath not yet found out, rather then looſe your ſociety.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="29" facs="tcp:5913:23"/>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> It is impoſsible for mee to conceale my ſenſibilities.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> What violence ſoever I offer to my anger, I can no longer containe it.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You do ſo heape your favours on me, that you will not ſo much as ſuffer mee to ſeeme miſerable.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your innocent actions carry their warrant with them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You doe not ſo much expreſſe your wit, as your Tyrannie, in inflicting ſuch tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments on me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Be not confident; leaſt he whom you have ſo often injured, do at laſt grow weary of his ſufferings.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You are the man, with whom alone I deſire to paſſe the moſt pleaſant houres of my life.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> If you pretend excuſes for ſo poore a trifle, know, I am no longer your affectionat ſervant.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I ſhall hold mine eloquence as per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nicious, as the perfections of a Courtizan, ſhould it prove any cauſe of your quarrels.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You uſurpe a more abſolute authority over wits, then is lawfull, or reaſonable.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You ſmell too much of your Muske
<pb n="30" facs="tcp:5913:24"/>
and Amber, to expreſſe your ſelfe ſerious in the waight of affaires.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> My conceptions are popular, and to be intelligible among women.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your conceits are too far fetcht, and they tranſcend the ſubject, on which you beſtow them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> Let me raviſh a kiſſe from your hand.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> My affections ſpring not from the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eaſes and diſtempers of my ſoule; ſince my inclinations to ſerve you, have their origi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nall from immortall Reaſon.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>M ſtris,</hi> You have a power to infuſe love and fidelity into the hearts of Barba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rians.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You cannot beſtow your favours a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſe, on him who hath ſearcht the ſecrets of Nature, and the depth of Philoſophy, that hee might not appeare to bee ingrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You muſt give me leave to admire your judgment, which appeares to be farre more excellent, then your fortunes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Let me not ſeeme to incurre a crime, ſince I am forced to extoll your generous li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berality.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="31" facs="tcp:5913:24"/>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You vary your ſhape, and change your perfumes, according to the diverſity of ſeaſons.</p>
               <p>Let it pleaſe you, out of your nobleneſſe, to afford me to be your Graces moſt obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent and faithfull ſervant.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You have all thoſe excellent qualities, that are neceſſary in a Prince.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I meaſure the neceſſities, and fatalities of this world, by your contentments, or diſcomforts.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> In this exigence of my fortunes, I am forc't to admire your vertues; ſince you ſtill ſet ſo high a value on your creature, who is loſt to all men, but to your ſelfe.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your goodneſſe is as unlimitable, as the deſire I have to ſerve you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> In you are comprehended all the riches, that Nature beſtowes on her moſt glorious creatures.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I ſpeake this ſeriouſly, with my beſt ſenſe; you may reduce me to any forme.</p>
               <p>All, who have either eyes or ſpirits, muſt place them on ſo deſerving an object.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> Caſt one glance of pitty on me, leaſt you deprive me of all conceits of mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cie, with the terrible aſpect of your eyes;
<pb n="32" facs="tcp:5913:25"/>
which are to me the Embaſſadours of life, or death.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You are the embleme of terrour, and you furious lookes are able to conſume a Woman.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Lift mee not ſo high with your fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours, leaſt you doe but fit me for a preci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pice, and I behold my deſcent with a grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter terrour.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> Let not your heavenly beauty, ſeated in it's royall Majeſty, draw forth the ſword of diſdaine, to the ruine of your crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt Creature,</hi> Since I am the patterne of all ill fortunes, by the force of your af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection free me from all the miſeries that op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſe me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You hit mine inclinations ſince to recompence ſuch vertues, were a work moſt worthy of all generous ſpirits.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your refuſall of the title of eloquent, proves your modeſty to be moſt unjuſt; ſince your tongue long ſince did bereave you of all excuſes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I dare not enter the liſts with you, in reſpect of your elegancies of ſpeech; for when I would become moſt perſwaſive in
<pb n="33" facs="tcp:5913:25"/>
my language, I appeare moſt barbarous in my expreſſions.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> All your Rhetoricall arguments are out like blew flowers amongſt the Corne; which though they may ſeeme pleaſant to the eye, prove moſt unwholeſome to the body.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I ſhall alwayes acknowledge the moſt artificiall language, to be like a Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>woman adorned with Rubies and Dia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monds, which gliſter upon her garments, whilſt ſhee her ſelfe wants the eyes of her body, and of her mind.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faire One,</hi> can I pervert the powers of the planets or reſiſt the force of the Stars? you may then conclude, I can repell theſe affections.</p>
               <p>I am yours Sir, and will be yours in de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpite of fates and fortune.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Your excellent qualities and ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quiſite vertues have ſo aſſaulted the fort of my fancy, that I muſt of neceſſitie reſigne my ſelfe up to you as a trophie of your vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctories.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Mistris,</hi> Since <hi>Cupid</hi> doth ſo fitly favour the cauſes of his clients, Let us not let ſlip ſo happy an opportunity.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="34" facs="tcp:5913:26"/>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> If the wiſhes of a poore mortall may be heard above, I queſtion not but hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven with felicities will crowne your royall deſerts.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Though I have not hitherto by dutifull ſervices made manifeſt the loyaltie of my heart, yet ſince I firſt framed in my fancy as in a mirror, the ſhape of your ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſing beauty; with all humility, I have caſt my ſelfe and fortunes at your royall feet.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Fairest,</hi> There is none upon earth doth with a more loving duty reverence your perſon and vertues then I doe</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> In conſideration of my poore fortunes, let my affection appeare ſo much the more excuſable, ſince I ſo farre eſteeme of your divine beauty and exquiſite vertue as I would thinke my ſelfe moſt unworthy, though I were Prince of the world, to poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſſe your heavenly perfections, In reſpect of any of my owne native honours.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I have learnt to know that it is the religion of lovers to ſweare and forſweare.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> The parching heat of Summer makes the coole ſhades more pleaſant, and the frowns of lovers make their ſmiles more delightfull and cheerefull.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="35" facs="tcp:5913:26"/>
                  <hi>Mistris,</hi> I muſt never hope ſo intirely to love as by my affections to requite your loy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>altie.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> She which builds her fancie upon fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding ſubjects, tyes her honour to the uncon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant wheele of fortune.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> As a pledge of my proteſtations thou ſhalt have both my heart and hand to be thine in duſt and aſhes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> You have a heart as large as the Sea, which containes in it a capacity of all the ornaments that uſe to dignifie Princes.</p>
               <p>Strive not <hi>Sir,</hi> to bereave me of the repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation, of my honour, leaſt thoſe that ſhall ſucceed me hereafter, read my infamy upon my Tombe.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> The beames of your ſunne-like beauty with their lively luſtre and ſparkling flames dazle the eyes of your amazed lover.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> In the ſhady darknes of this Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bor, you ſeeme like a heaven enameled with an infinite number of Stars.</p>
               <p>Having diſpoſed ſo many affections to do you ſervice, feare it not faireſt, your ſervant muſt of neceſſity viſit you.</p>
               <p>Faire one, whilſt mortals injoy your heavenly beauty, the luſtre of your reſplen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent
<pb n="36" facs="tcp:5913:27"/>
eyes ſhall as the day light ſerve them for the diſpatch of their affaires.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I cannot be inſenſible of your miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries, ſince the webbe of our deſtinies hath paſſed us both through the like misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I am reall and uſe not to entertaine my friends with dreames and illuſions.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> This your inhumane uſage of your creature ſhall never ſeem ſtrange to me ſince the moſt fervent affections of the world of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentimes degenerate into the vehementeſt enmities.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Wee equally ſhare of one anothers diſcontents and diſſolve our hearts together as one would melt one peece of waxe into another.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> Thoſe eminent qualities which nature as a dowry hath beſtowed upon you, like flowers ſpread themſelves forth by the rayes of your bright beauty, cauſing thoſe courtſhips ſervices and admirations which ſo ſweetly adorne you.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Miſtris,</hi> Ladies of honour to expreſſe the ſincerity of their affections have breathed forth their lives on the Tombes of their de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceaſed lovers.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="37" facs="tcp:5913:27"/>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> If I am conſumed by the fires of <hi>Cupid,</hi> blame me not, ſince your eyes enkind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led the flames of my affections.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Exerciſe not the extremity of your rigour upon him that ſuffers ſuch miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries under the title and quality of an offen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders.</p>
               <p>Know faire creature that a bright day may at laſt inlighten my innocency, when revengefull lovers ſhall ſearch into my aſhes to find our truth there buryed.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Theſe glorious progreſſions of your vertue will at laſt mount you to the higheſt pitch of admiration.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Shut not up theſe eyes from the light of your beauty, leaſt they be perpetu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally opend to teares.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> It is unpoſſible you ſhould ever draw to you a reputation of honour ſigned with the effuſion of my bloud.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> There are thoſe will deplore my aſhes and ſtrew ſome ſilly flowers on the place impreſſed with the prints of your pu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhments.</p>
               <p>Faire one, when my ſoule ſhall be ſeparated from my body, it ſhall every where wait on your purified ſpirit as the ſhadow of it.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="38" facs="tcp:5913:28"/>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> If you ſhould pleaſe to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demne me to darkeneſſe by the eclipſing of the divine light of your beauty, yet I de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpaire not; but that at laſt from the ſphere of your ſplendors due to my merits, you will vouchſafe the rayes of your clemency to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lighten the duskie nights of my miſeries and misfortunes.</p>
               <p>Faire one, though death may ſeparate our lives, yet love ſhall unite our aſhes, and we ſhall preſerve the immortality of our affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons by the immortality of our ſoules.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Seated thus on your faire pavili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, you appeare like reſplendent day in the attires of a Majeſty abſolutely royall.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Your goodly ſtature, well pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portioned body, the bright colour of your face, the lively port and grave carriage of your perſon; all of theſe ſpeake you to be a regall branch, ſprung from ſome royall ſtemme.</p>
               <p>Faire one, your haire negligently diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cheveld and careleſſe atire, grace forth your beauty, which ſhines forth in the midſt of ſo many obſtacles as the ſun in a winters day.</p>
               <p>Faire creature, caſt not thoſe eyes down, neither colour your face with thoſe modeſt
<pb n="39" facs="tcp:5913:28"/>
bluſhes, ſince it would appeare moſt admi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable, that your vertues ſhould find fetters in a place where they may expect crownes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I deſire to end my dayes on the theatre of Kings in their glorious ſervices.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Heaven hath created me ſuch an one, as you ſee full of good will, though of ſlender fortunes and meanes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> We have continually lived together as one ſoule, divided into two bodies, ſince our amities have taken roote in a mutuall temperature and correſpondency of hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mours, and have maintained in us a conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nued familiarity which neither death nor hell ſhall have power to ſeparate.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> Our breaſts ſhall bee ever inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>changably tranſparent.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faire</hi> one, diſſimulation or contradiction cannot approach the ſinceritie of our loves.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> Let mee embrace you with the openneſſe of my heart and the profuſion of my love, that our ſoules may evaporate themſelves into affection.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Your favours create me againe, and give me a new being.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> I ſhall never pretend any right to
<pb n="40" facs="tcp:5913:29"/>
any honour in the world, but only to obey your commands.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Miſtris,</hi> The grace of ſpeech dwels on your faire lips.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> Hereafter ages ſhall take Palmes and Lillies to Crowne the relikes of your ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nord aſhes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Faireſt,</hi> Theſe eyes of mine, are but em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>blemes of teares mixed with love.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Spred not that Cipreſſe vaile ore your face, leaſt you benight your beauty and darken the bright rayes of your owne curio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſities.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> Your beauty is a divinity left on earth to bee knowne and beloved of mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tals.</p>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <pb n="41" facs="tcp:5913:29"/>
               <head>THE ACADEMY <hi>of Complements.</hi> Choice and faire Flowers, Selected out of the Garden of <hi>Eloquence, to adorne our language with variety of expreſsions,</hi> upon ſeverall occaſions.</head>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>pon his Abſence.</head>
                  <p>
                     <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg> Shall no longer eſteeme my ſelfe abſent from you, whilſt I hold any roome in your heart and memory.</p>
                  <p>Let not my remotenes change your pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſes,
<pb n="42" facs="tcp:5913:30"/>
more than it ſhakes the reſolution I have made, to live, yours.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Proteſtations of Love.</head>
                  <p>IT is as unpoſſible for me not to love you; as it is for the Sunne to forget his ordinary courſe.</p>
                  <p>So am I raviſhed with your beauty, that it will prove harder for me to forget you, then it would prove difficult to reſolve for death: and know for a certaine, that I ſhall ſtill be rather content and diſpoſed to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent to the hatred of my ſelfe, then to the love of any other object but you.</p>
                  <p>Your fight may be forbidden me, and you may hinder me from ſpeaking to you, but not to have the effigies of your divine beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tie imprinted in my heart: and not to love and ſerve you, it is a thing not only out of your power, but mine alſo; for I am to you, as an accident, ſo inſeparable, that you can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not be without me.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="43" facs="tcp:5913:30"/>
                  <head>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>pon her beauty.</head>
                  <p>I Should have thought I had too much fai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led in my duty, had I not guided it to ſo much beauty; for the favour of your affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, is the ſacrifice of my life.</p>
                  <p>Vanquiſhed by your beauty, I have yeel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded up the arms of my liberty and freedome, under your obedience.</p>
                  <p>Nothing ſhall take from my heart, but death it ſelfe, the faire Image of your divine beauty.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>In admiration of her goodneſſe.</head>
                  <p>IT is your goodneſſe that hath ſupplied my ſmall merit; which could not have durſt to promiſe me the favours you afford me.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="44" facs="tcp:5913:31"/>
                  <head>On her leaving him.</head>
                  <p>LOvers in deſpite of abſence, looſe not the remembrance of their Loves: they are as the Flowers; which, though trod on, do reſume their luſtre at the Suns approach.</p>
                  <p>To forſake mee, when your company is deareſt to me, is no ſigne of true friendſhip, which parts not at death it ſelfe, ſince love remaines for ever.</p>
                  <p>Take pitty on all thoſe bloudy ſorrowes, which the apprehenſion of your abſence makes me already ſo miſerably to feele.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To accuſe in a Letter.</head>
                  <p>IT is better to love with ſeverity, then to deceive with ſweetneſſe.</p>
                  <p>I would forbeare to write to you in this manner, were it not, that the affection I beare you, doth force, and by its authority, draw all theſe words from my heart, and mouth.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="45" facs="tcp:5913:31"/>
                     <hi>Miſtris,</hi> The Bees are not hated for their ſtings, no more ſhould you hate me for the ſharpneſſe of my circumſtances.</p>
                  <p>We muſt not praiſe our ſelves, for being better than the worſt; but rather blame our ſelves, for being worſe than the beſt; ſince then I faile in my merits, give me leave to mourne for my imperfections.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Farewels.</head>
                  <p>I Muſt depart from you, yet ſhall not mine obedience be deprived of your ſervice.</p>
                  <p>Adieu faire Sunne of my life, I leave you for this preſent; but be alwayes aſſured, that my minde, and my deſires, ſhall never de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>part from your ſervice.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Deare Love,</hi> I know not which way to begin to bid you farewell, nor how to finiſh this diſcourſe, which once ſilenced, admits of our diſconſolate abſence.</p>
                  <p>Woe is me, muſt I needs wander away from all my felicities at once, looſing with the happineſſe of your ſight, the moſt perfect object of my beatitude?</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="46" facs="tcp:5913:32"/>Farewell, <hi>Madam,</hi> be alwaies fortunate, whilſt I ſhal languiſh unhappy, though moſt conſtant.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Expreſſions of affections.</head>
                  <p>YOu can never doe ſo much for me, but that the affection wherewith I adore you, and the faith I have impoſed in you, will prove far greater.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Miſtris,</hi> You are the firſt, to whom my affectionate heart hath beene offered; and ſhall (if you pleaſe) be the laſt, that ſhall have the poſſeſſion of it.</p>
                  <p>Doe but let me once diſcover my affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons to you, and then command me to perpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuall ſilence, if you pleaſe.</p>
                  <p>You are the eye of mine eyes, and thought of my thoughts, the perfection of my de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faults, the life of my love, the ſcope and end of all my deſires and hopes.</p>
                  <p>Beare well in mind mine affection, that though I bee removed from your faire eyes, I may not be ſo from your favours.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="47" facs="tcp:5913:32"/>
                  <head>The Lovers expreſſion of constancy.</head>
                  <p>I Shall in loving you, manifeſt ſuch an affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctionate ſtability, and ſtedfaſtnes, that my loyalty ſhall thinke it ſelfe beholding to my love.</p>
                  <p>My conſtancy may eaſily ſhew you, that it hath as good an heart to dye for you, as it had a mind and deſire to live and love you.</p>
                  <p>Earth ſhall ſooner diſpoſſeſſe Heaven of his place, then that any one ſhall boaſt of lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving more conſtantly than I.</p>
                  <p>I ſhall make it appeare to after times, that I am the man, who for your ſake hath made himſelfe the invincible rock of ſtedfaſtneſſe: for I ſhall ſtill hug my conſtancy, and never let it ſtirre from me, till my laſt gaſpe.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>pon her affability and Courteſie.</head>
                  <p>IT is your courteſie that lends me the fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour, which Heaven and Nature had de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nyed me.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="48" facs="tcp:5913:33"/>It is out of your generous diſpoſition you wiſh me well, as it is of duty that I honour you.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>pon a lovers feare.</head>
                  <p>LOvers live alwayes in more feare then hope, and will ſooner conceive of their ſorrowes, then credit their joyes.</p>
                  <p>The feare I have, leaſt my ſlender merit ſhould take away your good mind to wiſh me well, doth in a ſort make all thoſe joyes imperfect, which this ſweet thought of mine, made me to judge ſo full and entire.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On his Deſires.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>FAireſt,</hi> Be but as deſirous of my content as I am of your ſervice.</p>
                  <p>My deſires make mee as carefull to pleaſe you, as I am bound by duty, and compelled by inclination to ſerve you.</p>
                  <p>I wiſh, Heaven that gave me the boldnes
<pb n="49" facs="tcp:5913:33"/>
of deſire, had likewiſe graced mee with deſert.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To give or preſent.</head>
                  <p>THis I dedicate, conſecrate, and offer up unto you, with the ſame heart, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with I vowed you my ſervice.</p>
                  <p>I had rather preſent you with ſome ſmall thing, and ſo be reputed ignorant, then un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gratefull.</p>
                  <p>Regard more the affection, then the me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit of the worke; and ſo accept it, not as a thing of merit, but as a teſtimony of my good will.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On effects of their Love.</head>
                  <p>YOu ſhall know one day in effect, what you now have but in imagination.</p>
                  <p>One day you will come to know the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cluſion of the irreproachable teſtimonies of my true, and faithfull promiſes.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="50" facs="tcp:5913:34"/>
                  <head>Vpon her eloquence.</head>
                  <p>YOur eloquence is able to ſteale the ſoule out of ones heart, and carry it whither it would goe.</p>
                  <p>One is no more able to overcome you with good words, then with good actions.</p>
                  <p>The eloquence of your ſweet words ſtop my mouth, and bind me to perpetuall ſilence</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Excuſes.</head>
                  <p>IN excuſing your unjuſt feare, you ſeeme to accuſe my boldneſſe.</p>
                  <p>I pray you heare my reaſons patiently, and judge without paſſion of my juſtifications.</p>
                  <p>It is for great minds to excuſe great faults.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Experience of a Lover.</head>
                  <p>I Have ſo much experience of your good will, that it only remaines, that you make
<pb n="51" facs="tcp:5913:34"/>
tryall of my deſire of acknowledgement.</p>
                  <p>I have had ſuch tryall of your friend-ſhip and fidelity, that I hope you will not faile me in time of need.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>pon her face.</head>
                  <p>THe wonders of your face, made mee your Captive, as ſoone as I ſaw you; and that rare grace of yours, which makes you excell all others, retained me your pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoner.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Vpon his favours.</head>
                  <p>IF you judge, or deeme me worthy to fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour you, hold that your merits are much more than my deſerts.</p>
                  <p>I am ignorant what ſervice might ſatisfie, for the favours I have received of you.</p>
                  <p>I can have no meanes, dutifully to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge this favourable proofe of your faire condition, and honeſty.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="52" facs="tcp:5913:35"/>
                  <head>Vpon his fortunes.</head>
                  <p>FOrtune ſtrives now to make mee pay the intereſt of thoſe pleaſu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he formerly lent mee.</p>
                  <p>Dame Fortune is too covetous, and uſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious, in taking from me the intereſts of my proſperity.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Vpon her hatred.</head>
                  <p>I Do not think (though I ſhould give you occaſion to hate me) that your good na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture can wiſh me an injury, ſince you are not compoſed of any thing, but love.</p>
                  <p>Courteſie dwelt on your fore-head, but malice reſided in your ſoule, and lay concea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led in your mind.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="53" facs="tcp:5913:35"/>
                  <head>On her Inconſtancy.</head>
                  <p>YOu uſe your friends, as one doth flow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers, which pleaſe not, but when they are freſh and new.</p>
                  <p>I perceive that ardent affection which was wont to keepe mee ſo alive in your thoughts, doth now no more raigne in you.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>In praiſe of Her.</head>
                  <p>I Could not, without making my ſelfe guilty of irreverence, ſpeake otherwiſe to you, then in a way of praiſe.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Madam,</hi> To live with you, is to live with all the graces; for Nature hath made you the example of her liberalities.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="54" facs="tcp:5913:36"/>
                  <head>For her retention of him in her memory.</head>
                  <p>DOe not that wrong to your true love, to let him ſlide out of your memor,y for then he muſt appeale from your judgement, to your goodneſſe.</p>
                  <p>Keep me alive in your thoughts, as I hold you in the moſt ſenſible part of my ſoule.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On his Merit.</head>
                  <p>I Could never doe ſo great a thing, but would bee too ſmall for your merits and my deſires.</p>
                  <p>Your merits drive me to love you, my hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour permits it, and my content will needs have mee employ my endeavours to ſerve you.</p>
                  <p>The praiſes you attribute unto me, proceed from your will, and not from any merit of mine.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="55" facs="tcp:5913:36"/>
                  <head>The neceſſitie of his Affections.</head>
                  <p>THe neceſſitie of love is moſt mighty in the world: for it overcomes all.</p>
                  <p>There is nothing more inſupportable, in a neceſſitated perſon, then niceneſſe.</p>
                  <p>O how happy a thing is that neceſſitie, that enforceth us to ſuch good things?</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Proteſtation of his obedience.</head>
                  <p>I Shall not all the dayes of my life have a will, which ſhall not obey yours.</p>
                  <p>You know the power you have over me, and that I am ſo much yours, as you can wiſh me.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="56" facs="tcp:5913:37"/>
                  <head>To offer and preſent ſervice.</head>
                  <p>ALL the honour and ambition I aſpire at, is to ſee my ſelfe employed in your ſervice.</p>
                  <p>Your beauty alone is able to witneſſe the affection I beare you.</p>
                  <p>All that is mine, is no leſſe yours, then are your thoughts and words.</p>
                  <p>The moſt favourable gift you can offer me, is your friendſhip, which I preferre before all other treaſures.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Wiſhes.</head>
                  <p>HEaven, which heares the vowes of the faithfull, bleſſe and content your de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſires.</p>
                  <p>God make you the happieſt woman that lives; even as he hath made you the faireſt, and moſt accompliſhed.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="57" facs="tcp:5913:37"/>Heaven grant you may be as faithfull, as you are deare to me.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Bewailings of a Lover.</head>
                  <p>I Doe ſo bewaile our ſeparation, that no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing can ever touch my ſoule, like the griefe I endure by it.</p>
                  <p>The greateſt griefe I carry along with me, when I part from this place, is, to ſee how I am for ever deprived of your faire preſence.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To give thankes.</head>
                  <p>IF I have done you any acceptable ſervice, thinke it was but the ſhadow of what I deſire to ſhew you, by reall effects.</p>
                  <p>I take this benefit from you, but as bor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rowed; I will pay you rent for it.</p>
                  <p>Though the ſervice I have done you, bee but ſmall; yet the deſire I have had to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge the honours I have received from you, are exceeding great.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="58" facs="tcp:5913:38"/>
                  <head>On the deceits of Love.</head>
                  <p>YOur faire eyes have too much majeſtie to ſerve for baites, or allurements of a diſſembling love.</p>
                  <p>Doe not deceive him, that will outbrave death it ſelfe, to inſure your life, and with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand the frownes of fortune to protect your honours.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On his Life.</head>
                  <p>MY life is a Comedy, and therefore no matter how long it be, ſo that it be well acted: <hi>Sweeteſt,</hi> if the laſt Scene be Tragicke, your crueltie muſt be the <hi>Ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>meſis.</hi>
                  </p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="59" facs="tcp:5913:38"/>
                  <head>On the luſtre of her eyes.</head>
                  <p>YOur eyes flaſh ſo much lightning, that like Suns, they dazle the ſight of all ſuch as dare behold them.</p>
                  <p>You have ſo eſtabliſhed your Soveraignty over my ſoule, that the leaſt twinckle of your eyes, diſpoſeth mee of the ſtate of my life.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A tender of ſervice to ones Soveraigne.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>IT may appeare great boldneſſe in me, al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>together unknowne unto your Majeſty, to hope that any beame of favour ſhould re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flect on my unworthineſſe, to cheriſh my cheerefull willingnes, though with hazzard of my life, to doe you any loyall ſervice:</p>
                  <p>Yet encouraged by yout royall goodnes,
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that can let fall unequall, yet ſufficient bleſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſings on all, I beſeech you to permit me, out of the valley of humility, to looke up unto the ſacred hill of your Highneſſe Majeſty, and at the foote thereof, kneeling to offer up my devotions, and my moſt humble ſervice; which if you graciouſly deigne to accept, as I do humbly proſtrate them; I ſhall account your favour the ſupremeſt felicity, whereof I can be capable in this World, and I ſhall bleſſe the houre, that gave mee opportunity to preſent my ſelfe and ſervice to your em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment, than which, ambition can have no higher object.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>THat which hath beene imagined of a golden age, as an <hi>Idea</hi> of all perfect happines, was but a propheſie of your gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious raine, ſhowring downe felicity in ſuch a plenteous maner, that all your Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects are thereby invited to offer up unto you ſacrifices of thankes and obedience; while I ſhall account it the chiefeſt honour, that my birth and ſtars could bequeath me, if I may approve my loyalty, in expoſing
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my life to any danger in your ſervice.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>THough I cannot worthily deſire, nor de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve your gracious favour; yet it will ſhew you neareſt heaven, and that you reſemble the King of Kings, in accepting my weake and humble devotions, with the tender of my loyall ſervice. Let not the poorenes of my merit, or the oblation make them contemptible in your ſight; for I have long had an earneſt zeale, to expreſſe with what integrity I adore the vertues wherewith you are repleniſhed, farre above all flattery: ſo that your gracious raigne is but the <hi>Galaxia,</hi> or milkwhite path, through which you travell in your happy governe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and by examples lead your ſubiects to Heaven.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> If vertue and loyalty were not to be found in ſome of ordinary quality, I ſhould bluſh and tremble at my owne forward de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſires to doe you ſervice. But ſince it is a
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ſigne of ſome eminent worth, not to carry poore and narrow thoughts, but ſuch as may be high as heaven, whereunto that ſoule is allyed, which dedicates it's ſervice only to God and the King: I therefore ever accoun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted it a nobleneſſe of mind, to rayſe and ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vance my thoughts, to deſire that I might ſhew my willingneſſe to doe you ſervice in ſome employment, whereby I might ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſe and approve my ſelfe, your faithfull humble ſervant.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A tender of ſervice to the Q<g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>EENE.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>Madam,</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>THe ſame ſervice and obeiſance which I offered unto the King, I doe now with as great ſtrength of paſſion and affection tender unto your Majeſty; and as I am His loyall ſubject, ſo to be Your faithfull ſervant, ſhall be the height of my glory.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Madam,</hi> My ſervice and obeyſance is ſo
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divided betweene the King and your Maje<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtie, that I ſhall eſteeme it my higheſt con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentment, and chiefeſt advancement, to bee accounted your humble ſervant, which Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle will ſatisfie all my deſires.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>Madam,</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>There are no words ſtrong enough, to expreſſe how much I honour your Royall perfections, which render you beloved and reſpected of all the world; while I make it the chiefe imployment of my life, to attend upon your command; whom to obey, is perfect happineſſe.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>An humble addreſſe to a great Lord.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>My Lord,</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>IN regard of the many favours which your Honour hath heaped on me, I am bound, firſt to acknowledge my happineſſe therein, and alſo to deſire that you would alwayes
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reckon me in the number of your moſt obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged ſervants.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Otherwiſe.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>My Lord,</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>As it is a great happineſſe for me to come to your preſence, and offer my devotions to your Excellency, from the Altar of an hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble heart: ſo it will be an addition unto my felicity, if I may improve this preſent op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunity, to make tender of my ſervice.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Otherwiſe.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>My Lord,</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>It will become me, amongſt others, to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge your many excellent vertues, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt which your noble clemency and hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mility are the chiefeſt, whereof as others have had experience, ſo I doubt not, but you will favourably accept the oblation and ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der of my humble ſervice.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="65" facs="tcp:5913:41"/>
                  <head>Another to ſome great Lord.</head>
                  <p>MOſt noble Lord, as I hold it for a prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipall favour in admitting me to kiſſe your honours hand, ſo ſhall I eſteem my ſelfe moſt happy for ever, in that your honour is pleaſed to accept me henceforth as ranked in the number and catalogue of your moſt hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble and obſequious ſervants.</p>
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               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>My Lord, the ranke you hold with the great and ſingular ornaments of vertues, in you, doe oblige me to offer unto your Lord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip all that little is in me, and to tender un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to you upon all occaſions, my ſervice in all obſequious humility.</p>
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               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>Moſt honoured Lord, if your excellency will be pleaſed to permit me to exerciſe my
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mall indeavours of rendring my duty to your honour in expectation that heaven will favour me ſo farre as to grant me opportu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nities, whereby I may make appeare in ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect the deſires I have to performe to you my beſt ſervice.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To tender ones ſervice.</head>
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                     <body>
                        <head>Cleodos.</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>I Muſt entreat you to pardon my bold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, in that I, who am a ſtranger, have preſumed to come to viſit you, being invited thereunto by the fame and report of your noble vertues, which have made me ambiti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous to deſire your acquaintance, and earneſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly deſirous, that you would impoſe on me ſome command, whereby I might expreſſe my ſelfe your humble ſervant.</p>
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                     <body>
                        <head>Beumont,</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
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                        <p>You have much honoured me by your comming, and by your words, as through a Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpective, J clearely diſcerne the power of your
<pb n="67" facs="tcp:5913:42"/>
affections, bringing you hither, where your wel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come cannot bee equall to my deſire, nor your deſert.</p>
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                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Cleodos,</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
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                        <p>The occaſion of my comming, was for no other reſpects, but thoſe due unto your merit, and by an humble addreſſe of ſervice, to bring my ſelfe acquainted with you whom I honour, and am ready to ſerve.</p>
                     </body>
                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Beumont.</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
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                        <p>You owe me no ſervice, but I am ready to embrace your friendſhip, evidently d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>ſcove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red by your kind viſitation, which is a favour farre above my deſert; but J pray let not our love breake off, for want of any mutuall re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpects, wherein I will ſtrive to equall you, and ever remaine in all the tyes of love, your moſt conſtant friend.</p>
                     </body>
                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Cleodos.</head>
                        <p>Then I ſhall acknowledge my ſelfe moſt happy in my bold viſitation; for to gaine your amity, is to me a chiefeſt felicity; not only in regard of your naturall worth, flow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing from your birth and education; but alſo your ſweet company and converſation, with which I hope you will hereafter be pleaſed to honour me.</p>
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                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
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                        <head>Beumont,</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>I dare not acknowledge that which you aſcribe unto me, your praiſes are but the effects of your love; but if my company, or friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip may bee any way pleaſing unto you, com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand them both, for I will be ready to wait up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on you: and therefore be aſſured of me, as of one that hath devoted himſelfe wholly to your employment, for your love and kinde viſitation hath gained me to be your true friend.</p>
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               <div type="section">
                  <head>To thanke a friend for a Courteſie.</head>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Cleodos.</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>SIR,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>I cannot give you thankes enough for your great love, expreſt in that kind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe you did me of late; but I hope, though I expect a while, yet at laſt I ſhall ſnatch opportunity to make requitall, and ſhew you how much I abhorre the vice of ingra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude, eſpecially to you, unto whom I am ſo much obliged.</p>
                     </body>
                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Beumont,</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>What I did, was even wrung from mee
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by the extraordinary quality of your merit, en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaging me to ſhew my utmoſt power and cheere<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full willingneſſe, to undergoe any ſervice that might concerne you.</p>
                     </body>
                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Cleodos.</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>It is your worthineſſe, that you will not acknowledge your own noble and ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuous actions.</p>
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                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Beumont,</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>Thoſe words would become me better in acknowledgement of your worth, wherein you farre exceed mee; yet in reſpect of amity, J will not yeeld, but ever maintaine a conſtant af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection towards you.</p>
                     </body>
                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Cleodos,</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>I will alwayes retaine in memory your good deſerts in my behalfe, and you ſhall know, that you have not ſowed your benefits on a barren ground, that will yeeld you nothing; for your love ſhall alwayes reape the fruits of my ſervice.</p>
                     </body>
                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Beumont,</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>Thereby you will oblige me, for I must acknowledge the number of your benefits doe binde me to ſerve you; but I never did you any kindneſſe deſerving your acceptance, much leſſe meriting to bee remembred by you; yet here<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>after
<pb n="70" facs="tcp:5913:44"/>
I will extend my power to the uttermoſt, to ſhew a mind free from ingratitude.</p>
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                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Cleodos.</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
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                        <p>That you have done already, and I doubt not but you will perſevere in your af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection; my care is only how I may requite your former courteſies.</p>
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                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Beumont,</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>It is I that am troubled to imagine how I may acquit my ſelfe for your former courte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſies; for if you ſtill proceed to be your ſelfe in ſuch noble actions towards me, I muſt acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge my ſelfe overcome in the contention of Love.</p>
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                  </floatingText>
                  <floatingText type="letter" xml:lang="eng">
                     <body>
                        <head>Cleodos.</head>
                        <opener>
                           <salute>Sir,</salute>
                        </opener>
                        <p>You ſhall not need to contend, ſince the former courteſies you have done me, do require that I ſhould yeeld my ſelfe to bee, your humbleſt ſervant.</p>
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                  <head>To entertaine a Gentlewoman at your Chamber.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>I <hi>Have brought you to a rude Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, but I am much beholding to you, for taking paines to grace me and my lodging; and am only ſorry, I ſhall not give you ſuch en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertainment, as you deſerve; let me bid you welcome with a kind ſalutation.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gent.</speaker>
                     <p>Indeed, <hi>Sir,</hi> You have an hand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſome Chamber, fit to entertaine one of grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter credit than my ſelfe; I hope you will pardon my boldneſſe for accompanying you thus far; if I did not know you, I ſhould be ſuſpicious of bad dealing; and ſome jea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lous braines would not ſticke to cenſure me of too much familiarity.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>I hope you are confident in mee, that my intents are faire and noble, for J will not of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fend you with moving any thing that may tend to your diſgrace, ſince my chiefest deſire is to enjoy your company, and to diſcourſe a while with you; here we have place and oppor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunitie.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="72" facs="tcp:5913:45"/>
                     <speaker>Gent.</speaker>
                     <p>But thoſe are enemies to our Sex, yet I hope, you will bee right and ſquare in all your actions.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>May I never proſper, If I ſeeke any thing but your owne contentment; for if I ſhould make any baſe motion, you may with a frowne command mee to ſilence, and your diſpleaſure would be to me above all torments.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gent.</speaker>
                     <p>I doe not feare your honeſt intent, but theſe wanton Pictures are Emblemes of your roving affection; yet one of them I like very well, and would requeſt it of you, if modeſty would permit.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Alas! theſe are but ſhadowes where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in the Painter hath expreſt ſome skill, but if you pleaſe to make choyſe of the beſt of my Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, it ſhall be at your command.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gent.</speaker>
                     <p>I dare not preſume ſo much, and though I ſhould embrace your offer, it would grieve me, that I could not make you ſome requitall; it does not become mee to be too much beholding, by treſpaſſing on your free bounty.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Alas! What is it that I can deny you? Pray eſteeme mee at your command, and you ſhall favour me, if you make yonder picture worthy of your acceptance.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
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                     <speaker>Gent.</speaker>
                     <p>I thanke you; it may be, I will be ſo bold to ſend for it. Now it remaines, that I muſt thanke you for your kind entertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment and banquet, and ſo leave you, deſiring pardon of my boldneſſe.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Since you will not be detained, I will wait upon you to your coach, and acknowledge my ſelfe infinitely obliged for your favour, in daigning this kind viſitation.</hi>
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                  </sp>
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               <div type="section">
                  <head>To preſent a Ring to a Gentlewoman.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>AYM.</speaker>
                     <p>Pardon mee, if I, moved there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>unto by the zealous affection which I beare you, doe here expreſſe it in the dumbe language of a ſmall preſent, unworthy your acceptance; yet I pray weare it for my ſake, it may draw down your eye to think on me, who now am wounded by the powerfull beames of your beauty.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gent.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Though it would ſhew a ſcorne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full mind in me, not to accept your love tendered unto mee in ſuch a viſible manner; yet I am ſorry you ſhould bee at ſo great and needleſſe charges: for wherein can I ſerve you to make requitall?</hi>
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                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="74" facs="tcp:5913:46"/>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>It is you that make this unworthy preſent precious, for if you deigne to let it encircle your white finger, it being a <hi>Dia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mond</hi> Ring, will ſparkle moſt in the darke, ſhewing that love, like a clouded Star, ſhines lighteſt in the night of misfortune.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gent.</speaker>
                     <p>Well, Sir, <hi>I am obliged by courteſie to receive it, and ſince you pleaſe to conferre ſo rich a gift, on my unworthineſſe, J will weare it for your ſake.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Then you honour me above my de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſert; for your acceptance of this ſacrifice of my love, is to me above all rewards. The Ring is inſcribed with <hi>Amor circulus,</hi> love is a circle without end.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gent.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>I muſt acknowledge your bounty, and my ſelfe your ſervant, in beſtowing on mee ſo rich a gift.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>The ſparkling luſtre thereof, cannot compare with the light beames of your eyes; but honour mee ſo much to cary it on your finger.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gent.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>I promiſe that, and more, acknowledge my ſelfe-infinitely beholding to you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Enough is ſaid, concerning ſo poore a matter: yet in your acceptance of this trifle, I bleſſe my own happineſſe.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="75" facs="tcp:5913:46"/>
                  <head>To woe a coy, ſcornefull Maide.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>LEt not my love be miſconſtrued for preſumption, if I once again ſtrive to warme your affection, by declaring unto you, how much I honour your perfections; pray at laſt be mercifull, and doe not ſtill reward my love with cold diſdaine.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Maid.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I know that men have power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full language, but I am none of thoſe young ones; you are deceived, if you think that fine muske words can ſweeten me up to betray my ſelfe; and for my beauty, I would not have you doate on that: it ſuffices me, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out commendation.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Should J not commend what all ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mire, I were much too blame.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Maid.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Wiſemen admire nothing, for if I were beautifull, What is beauty, but a fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding flower, blaſted often, with too much breathing on, and cannot grow ſafely upon the ſtalke of virginity, becauſe every one wil be reaching forth to gather it? Pray excuſe mee if I prevent danger, for love and I are quite fallen out.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="76" facs="tcp:5913:47"/>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Let me reconcile you to a good opinion of a chaſt Love, there is no greater happineſſe than the ſacred union of hearts, eſpecially when long and humble ſute conquers diſdaine, and ſo J hope perſeverance will at laſt crowne me with your love, and bring you to entertaine my deſire with a mutuall affection.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Maid.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>If you would be more thrifty of your breath, you might ſpend it to better purpoſe, for you may intimate your deſires, and make tedious diſcourſes: but in a word, I ſhall never love you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>O ſay not ſo, you know not how much miſery thoſe few words would bring upon me, for hope, grounded on your gentle diſpoſition, hath hitherto kept me alive, and makes me walk like a faint ſhadow, while in my Chamber I am like a mourner, with a taper by me, watching my owne funerall, and I dwell there in a miſt of ſighs; and all this is for your ſake.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Maid.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Well I hope you will not accuſe me of your death, pray ſhake off this love, and I will then acknowledge your kindnes in ceaſing to trouble me with complaints. Learne wiſedome, that will cure all diſtem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pers.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Yet while I live, I will attend upon you,
<pb n="77" facs="tcp:5913:47"/>
and when I am dead, I will viſit you in a dream, and tell you, you were a cruell mayd. To con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clude, let one parting kiſſe ſeale my paſport to <hi>Elyſium,</hi> and I am gone.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Well, ſince you are ſo reſolute, I will ſtrive to give you a better anſwer at your next returne.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>In confidence of that happineſſe, I will preſume to viſit you againe, and live to bee your ſervant.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A jeſting diſcourſe with a Maide.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>COme, why will you be an enemie to your ſelfe, and let modeſty keep you ſtill in the ſtate of virginity? I came to offer my ſervice to helpe you of this trouble.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>You are very kinde; but I like my preſent eſtate, Maids are happie.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Alas! poore Ignorance, doſt thou talke of happineſſe? I tell thee, untill thou art marryed, thou art but a Cypher, and of none account.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>ô Sir, <hi>You are deceived; our hearts,
<pb n="78" facs="tcp:5913:48"/>
free from the paſſion of love, retaine a world of happineſſe, being exempted from any wanton knowledge; for maids, dying in their preſent condition, doe all goe to Heaven.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>You are deceived, their puniſhment is to lead Apes in Hell; and therefore to a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voyde this, be kind while you may, and ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cept of a friendly offer.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Maid.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>What offer?</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Leaſt it ſhould rayſe a bluſh upon your cheek, I will whiſper it into your eare, you underſtand.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>I heare too much, thy infectious words have betrayed a baſe ignoble mind.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Why? I did but tell you a truth, I had thought you had bin more intelligent, and would not have ſtarted at a bold word.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Nay farewell.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Pardon mee, all I have ſpoken was to try your temper, and having found you both wiſe and wittie, I will deſire you in a faire manner to grant me your love, which I only deſire; and though I did appeare raſh and wanton, you ſhall find mee worthy of your affection.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="79" facs="tcp:5913:48"/>
                  <head>To contract privatly ones ſelfe, and tye the knot of Marriage.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>NOw, our Love hath arrived to an happy concluſion, the ſtormes raiſed by your diſdaine, being blowne over, the union of our affections making a ſoft and gentle har<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mony, which the Soule can only diſcerne; ther<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore that our new begun love may never expire, J doe here in the ſight of heaven and all good Angels, marry and contract my Soule to yours, and give away my ſelfe wholly to be at your diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſing, untill the Ceremonies of the Church do confirme my promiſe.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Maid.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>With as true an affection I doe give over my ſelfe into your poſſeſſion, and freely beſtow on you, my love, which ſhall never know alteration, but remain ever firm and conſtant to you now it is expedient that you obtaine my friends good will, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to your promiſe; and till then we muſt remaine only contracted in affection.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Heaven, I beſeech thee beare wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe to our private agreement, and may I never know one day of comfort, when I breake my pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſed
<pb n="80" facs="tcp:5913:49"/>
vow; let me now embrace you with the armes of affection, and thus with a kiſſe ſeale the obligation of our Love.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To ſalute a friend newly arrived from a Iourney.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>SIr, <hi>When the newes of your returne had arived to my knowledge, J was pained with an earneſt deſire to behold you, and prevent other of your friends, by the firſt ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der of my ſervice: that as my love towards you doth exceed theirs, in true, perfect ſincerity: ſo it might in place obtaine priority, and ſhew how ambitious I am of your favour.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aymwell.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> You ſtill continue your former noble<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, making it your chiefe aime, to exceed others in perfection of mind; otherwiſe I had intentions to viſit you, but it is your deſire and happineſſe to overcome your friends in kindneſſe; for which I can but returne you thankes, and acknowledge you a worthy friend.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="81" facs="tcp:5913:49"/>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>You make too good an interpretation of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>y raſh preſumption, but it is held, that friends <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>ave but one ſoule in two bodyes; therefore, when J behold you, I enjoy the other halfe of my <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>elfe; beſides, after long abſence, your compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                           <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>y muſt needs bee more pretious; ſo that I had <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>oth Love and Reaſon on my ſide, to perſwade <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>e to come and viſit you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aymwell.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I want words to expreſſe my mind, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>r to argue a caſe in love; but in my opini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>n, I ought to have viſited you firſt, in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ard I am very much obliged unto you: <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ut to proceed no farther in ceremony, let <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>s diſcourſe of ſome other affaires. I will <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>e bold to enquire, how all our friends doe.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Some of them have undergone change <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>f fortunes, and therein declared an invincible <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>rength of mind; but Heaven be thanked, all <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>hat honour and reſpect you, are living, and in <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>ealth.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I am wonderfull glad to heare of it, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>nd I ſhall rejoyce exceedingly when I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>eete any of my old acquaintance; I hope I
<pb n="82" facs="tcp:5913:50"/>
am not altogether loſt unto their remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance, they will know me certainely.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir. <hi>Travell hath not wrought much change in you, but I detaine you, I feare, from your reſt.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> Were I tired with travell, as I am not, yet your company would very much refreſh me.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I will crave your pardon at this time, I know to tarry longer, would be troubleſome un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to you; but to morrow I will wayte on you a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaine.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To entertaine a friend, who is come to viſit one.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I Am moſt glad to ſee you, though I have no other entertainement for you, but a kind welcome.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aymwell.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I expect no more, I come to enioy your
<pb n="83" facs="tcp:5913:50"/>
company, and to be happy in your ſociety; for in the generall, I doe find none that can ſuite my condition, ſo well as your ſelfe.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> Take of me what pleaſes you, I am vowed to your ſervice; and your loving vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſitation is an addition to your many other kindneſſes.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir. <hi>All that I acknowledge, is a will to doe you ſervice: but I haue beene ſlow in produ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing the effects, hereafter I will ſtudy to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> it is your ingenuous goodneſſe, to decline the acknowledgement of your owne vertue and deſerts, farre ſurpaſſing my me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit; for tis I am bound to be your ſervant.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>It is I that am obliged to you, by many ſtrong tyes of affection, from which the ſervice of my life cannot diſengage mee; but I have treſpaſt againſt manners, pray take the chaire.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> Pleaſe you to ſit firſt, for it becomes me to waite your leaſure.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <pb n="84" facs="tcp:5913:51"/>Sir, <hi>J am provided, but if it may not appeare too much boldneſſe, what was the Adamant, or occaſion, that made you thus kinde, to viſit my lodging?</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> Shall I tell you? I came not to bor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row mony, or to enforce your good nature to grant any motion of requeſt; but only to keep our love and amity freſh, and in per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect ſtrength, by ſome conference.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>You have choſen a bad opportunity, my affaires carry me away from my friends; be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides the obligation of my word to a Lady, to at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend upon her this day.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I will chooſe ſome other time, to at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir. <hi>J will attend upon you, if J might know the place, and houre, where to meete you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I will not put you to that trouble, it will become mee rather to waite on you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Pardon me, I am much obliged to you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <pb n="85" facs="tcp:5913:51"/>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I am your ſervant.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I am the ſervant of your ſervants, pray remember my reſpects to all our friends.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I will be yours in that, and all other ſervices.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To woe a faire young Gentlewoman.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aymwell.</speaker>
                     <p>PArdon me, I pray, if I preſume to ſpeake, what I have hitherto, with much affliction, hid from your knowledge.</p>
                     <p>There is a Gentleman that hath beheld your outward beauty, and by his judgement clearely diſcerned your vertues, the ornament of your mind; theſe have produc'd in him a ſtrange effect, ſo that in ſpite of his owne Reaſon, or diſſwaſion of friends, he is violently compell'd to ſpeake truth.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Penelope.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Call you this an affliction? Tis un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happineſſe to ſpeake, and heare truth.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aymwell,</speaker>
                     <p>Doe you hold that opinion?
<pb n="86" facs="tcp:5913:52"/>
Then I will convince you by your owne argu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment. For if it be unhappineſſe to heare truth; then I hope you will pardon me, if being compel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led by the ſtrength of my paſſion, I doe truly tell you, that J have plac'd my affection wholly upon you, or as they commonly ſay, J doe love you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Pen.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I am ſorry that you have made mee the obiect of your love, I know your birth and perſon may deſerve one of greater ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count; and therefore I am amazed at the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>expreſſed novelty of your motion, not ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gining, but your boſome had been free from any flame: let your wiſdom then ſuppreſſe it, leaſt your love becom fruitleſſe in the event.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>I will not be diſcouraged by your firſt anſwer, for neither are you beneath me in quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, who am your ſervant; neither can it ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peare to you ſo ſtrange a matter, that I ſhould be taken with your beauty, which others ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mire; though it be my fortune only, to be bol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der then the reſt, and I hope not unwelcome.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Penelope.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I would not have you cheriſh any un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>certaine hope, nor build any aſſured founda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, where you have no ground given: love cannot be compelled, but muſt flow from
<pb n="87" facs="tcp:5913:52"/>
the ſpring of naturall deſire; but I find in my ſelfe no inclination to entertaine your affection; therefore you muſt pardon me, if I deny your ſute, which I cannot grant.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Nothing is impoſſible to love; for if you would beleeve that I beare a noble and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant affection towards you, you would ſoone o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vercome this difficulty, and encline your minde to reward my affection with your favour.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Pen.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I am confident, that your affection is right and perfect, not ſeeking, under a faire and colourable pretence, to betray me: yet I cannot force my ſelfe to conſent to your motion, I being utterly ignorant in Love matters; therefore excuſe me, till time, and conſideration ſhall enforce me how to an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer your deſire.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>I am comforted, that you have not utterly denied my ſute; I hope at my next vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſitation to receive more comfort; till then, I take my leave, and preſume onely to breath my heart upon your hand, or, if you pleaſe, your lip, deſiring you to remember me in abſence.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="88" facs="tcp:5913:53"/>
                  <head>When one meeteth a friend in the Streete.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>GOD ſave you, <hi>Sir,</hi> You are moſt happily met. How fare you?</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clor.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I am the better to ſee you well and luſtie, why will you not doe me the honour to viſit me at my Chamber?</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I muſt confeſſe I have often broken promiſe therein, but buſineſſe would not permit me, otherwiſe I had long ſince waited on you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clor.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I ſhould rather account my ſelfe obliged to waite on you, for I am bound unto you for many favours; eſpecially, for the laſt cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſie you did me in a matter which concerned me much. Will you now doe me the kindneſſe to beare my reſpects to a Gentlewoman?</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> If ſhe be honeſt, I am ready to goe on your errand. I hope you will not put me on a diſgracefull peece of ſervice.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clor.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I hope you have no ſuch bad ſuſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pition of me, for ſhe is both a faire and vertu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Gentlewoman, and hath a nimble wet: but I know you can deliver your mind in an excel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent way.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="89" facs="tcp:5913:53"/>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> It is you, whom <hi>Mercury</hi> the god of wit hath adorn'd with a gentle amorous ſpeech; but I will ſpeake in your behalfe, in as good and effectuall tearmes as I can remember.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clor.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>You ſhall doe me then a moſt per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect favour. Tell her, I am her ready and wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling ſervant, and that the power of love hath given her my heart, which I will come to fetch, in hope ſhe will give it me backe, and till then keepe it warme in her owne boſome. But what need I inſtruct you, who are all Love and Courtſhip?</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I will performe your com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, though not in ſuch words, as you would deſire, yet ſo as my ſuddaine <hi>Genius</hi> ſhall prompt me, but I have heard it ſaid.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <q>
                     <l>That in way of love and glory,</l>
                     <l>Lovers best tell their owne ſtory.</l>
                  </q>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clor.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Pardon me, J know whom I doe entruſt with this buſineſſe, I am aſſur'd of your fidelity, and that you can deliver your mind in a powerfull maner, eſpecially, to Gentlewomen.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> It muſt be my love to you that muſt inſpire me: but I promiſe you, I will ſtrive to ſpeake my beſt.</p>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I am confident in you, and at your re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turne
<pb n="90" facs="tcp:5913:54"/>
from my Miſtris, I will prepare thankes for this great peece of ſervice, and reſt, yours obliged.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clor.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> It is but my duty, I am happy to be imployed in any ſervice that concernes you, ſuppoſe this done.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To court a Gentlewoman in the way of Marriage.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Eugenius.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>MIſtreſſe,</hi> I doubt not but that you will judge me as raſh as bould: but I beſeech your divine beautie which glittereth in your faire eyes, to excuſe my audacity, and to pardon my temeritie, which have emboldened mee to come and preſent unto you my most humble and moſt affectionate ſervice.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Calia.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir, I am very ſorry that I have not the honour to know you: and I mervaile that you will offer ſervice to mee, that of all am moſt unworthy.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="91" facs="tcp:5913:54"/>
                     <speaker>Eugenius.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Miſtris,</hi> It is the ſweetneſſe of your natu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rall goodneſſe that cauſeth you to ſpeake in this ſort.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Calia.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Pardon mee</hi> Sir, <hi>I ſpeake nothing but I know to be moſt true.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Eugenius.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Lady,</hi> This ſingular modeſtie which I ſee to the life expreſſed in your words, gives me a hope that you will entertaine my intentions not as harſh and diſconſonant, but as agreeable and conſonant, and that in time I ſhall obtaine ſome one of your favours and graces.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Calia.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir, if there were any graces in me, they were yours: but I have not any, you can expect none.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Eugenius.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Miſtris,</hi> It is that, which obligeth mee to a greater estimation of you, and makes you more amiable, and mee more affectionate to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards you: ſo alſo J beſeech you to beleeve that my intentions were never otherwiſe than chaſt and vertuous, and that I never had any other end than honeſty. Did you thinke me to have framed ſome deſigne prejudicious to
<pb n="92" facs="tcp:5913:55"/>
your honours. J had rather looſe my being, than entertaine any ſuch thought: ſo alſo is it my reſolution for ever to continue your moſt faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full and obedient ſervant, as the effects ſhall make it evident that the proofe thereof ſhall manifeſtly appeare whenſoever your commands ſhall call upon me.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Calia,</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>I humbly thank you</hi> Sir <hi>with my beſt af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection; as alſo for the paines you have ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken for one that no way merits ſuch fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours, I being your very humble ſervant.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Eugenius.</speaker>
                     <p>Lady, It is I that am ſo deepely engaged to you, that I am diſenabled to quit my ſelfe of the obligation, and therefore (moſt faire Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtreſſe) I beſeech and conjure you to make uſe of my ſervice and me, in whatſoever you ſhall judge me capable to ſerve you. And in the meane time after a million of recommendations J will be bold to take my leave of you, and will leave my heart with you as an aſtage and pledge of my fidelity and conſtancy.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Calia.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Farwell</hi> Sir, <hi>and I give you humble thankes for this your loving viſit.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Eugenius,</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <pb n="93" facs="tcp:5913:55"/>I hope to ſee you againe and very ſpeedily, where for the preſent I muſt leave you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Calia.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>So farre as your intentions ſhall con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinue good, and your ſuits lawfull, you ſhall alwayes finde our dores open, and alſo to Gentlemen like your ſelfe, who ſhall not want our beſt entertainement according to our beſt poſſibility, and in that regard you ſhall no oftner come then be welcome.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Eugenius.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Lady,</hi> J do aſſure you that I now goe to elon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gate my ſelfe from my bright day, and confine my ſelfe into an abiſſe of melancholy darkneſſe: for I dare be bold to proteſt unto you, that with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out you, I enjoy no light of day, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore all the time of this ſad abſence will be ſo tedious to mee, that moments will bee houres, the houres dayes, and the dayes will be ages, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe it be ſo that the experience of being in your favour will be my ſole conſolation, and with that I will arme my ſelfe with a reſolute pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tience.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Calia.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>You ſpeake ſtrong lines</hi> Sir, <hi>but it may be you are not ſo paſſionate as your words pretend. Farewell</hi> Sir, <hi>till our next mee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting:</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="94" facs="tcp:5913:56"/>
                     <speaker>Eugenius.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Miſtris,</hi> you doe a wrong to your beauty, and to my love which is faithfull and loyall: but I hope that time will make me appear more large<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly to be what I am, and ſeeing neceſſity con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtraines me to retire from you, J will never re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treat from my affection which your faire eyes have darted into my ſoule. And ſo Lady adieu till my next review, which I aſſure you ſhall be my ſooneſt poſſible.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To preſent ſomthing to a friend.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>SIR,</hi> I have alwayes had an earneſt deſire to make my ſervice viſible unto you, and therefore I am bold to preſent unto you this Ring; deſiring you, not to value the gift, but the affection of the giver, who doth ſacrifice this unto you, from the Altar of an humble heart.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>This is an addition to your many o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther favours, you are mindfull of me above my merit; how ſhall I make you requitall?</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> Your acceptance thereof is the chiefe ayme of my deſires; I would have you thinke, that true love uſes by dumbe ſignes and tokens to expreſſe it ſelfe.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Beleeve mee, ſo rich a gift as this
<pb n="95" facs="tcp:5913:56"/>
hath a moſt powerfull language: if it had been meaner, it would have ſufficed me, who muſt reſt beholding unto you, till I have opportunity to declare my ſelfe farther.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> It is your worthines that makes it appeare ſo worthy: but I know no gift can be above your merit, nor ſufficient to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clare in what ties of obſervance I am bound unto you: your acceptation gives it more luſtre and richneſſe then the Ring doth de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve, being but a meane token of my affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>J beſeech you doe not extenuate your ſelfe, nor it.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> This Ring is but the embleme of my ſervice, which ſince you are pleaſed to receive, I muſt give you many thankes for your acceptance.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Jt is eaſie to perſwade the receit of a thing of ſuch value, but I will merit it as the oblation of my love.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> For that I muſt remaine eternally your conſtant, faithfull friend.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I am yours in all reſpectfull ſervi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, to be commanded.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> You oblige me too much both in words and deeds, I am all yours.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="96" facs="tcp:5913:57"/>
                  <head>To entreate a courteſie of a friend.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>SIr, as neceſſity hath no law, ſo it hath no ſhame; for, contrary to my diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſition, I muſt become an importunate Su<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter unto you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir, Name it, it muſt be ſomething more then I know of, which I can deny you, who are alwayes modeſt in your requeſts.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I feare I ſhall give you no occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion to report the contrary, I would deſire you to lend me your Horſe, to cary away a little treaſure by Mooneſhine.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I doe not well underſtand you, pray interpret your ſelfe, and diſguiſe not your mea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, I would deſire you to diſpenſe with mee, it is a matter that concernes me neare, I am to beare away the Vſurers Daughter, and cary her where ſhee ſhall re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>maine private, till ſtormes be blown over; pardon me, that I have made you acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted with my purpoſe.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>J will be ready to aſſiſt you, and
<pb n="97" facs="tcp:5913:57"/>
ſince your fortune cannot proceed without my Horſes legges, if he were the Muſes</hi> Pegaſus <hi>he ſhall be your ſervant, it is but to cary away a peece of live Veniſon, and that's a meane treſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſe;</hi> Cupid <hi>has enough in his Parke.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I am glad you are ſo pleaſant, and doe ſo well apprehend my intents. I was afraid, leaſt my purpoſe being knowne, which was manifeſt in mee to deliver, I ſhould have ſuffered repulſe, and have beene blamed by you for my bold attempt.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>No,</hi> Sir, <hi>I doe account it in you a bravery of minde, that dare aſpire to reach a fortune, and plucke the golden Apples of</hi> Heſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perides, <hi>watch't by the old Dragon the <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rer: but I would not have you loſe time in talke; I will bid the groome prepare my horſe ready for your employment.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> The whole ſervice of my life can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not requite your kindnes, for ſince you have granted this requeſt ſo willingly, I ſhall owe my good fortune to your favourable aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſtance.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I will pray that your attempt may be proſperous, for I ſhall rejoyce in your happineſſe, as much as in mine owne; Therefore my good wiſhes ſhall bee your good</hi> Genius, <hi>to waite on
<pb n="98" facs="tcp:5913:58"/>
you; while my Prayers ſolicite heaven, for your happy ſucceſſe.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> You have expreſt your ſelfe a no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble friend; and when this buſineſſe is paſt, all the ſtudy of my life ſhall be to ſhew my thankfulneſſe to you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I deſire nothing, but that you may thrive in your deſires.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> Next my intended purpoſe, my chiefeſt glory and ambition is, to thrive in your favour.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>pon his abſence.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>EVgenius,</speaker>
                     <p>I proteſt to you my faireſt, that I could never have beleeved that the tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of happines from our loves could have been ſo miſerable; for I dare ſweare to thee by thoſe faire eyes the ſtarres of my fortunes, that I dwelt with impatiency and ſorrowes till I ſaw you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Coſ.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Is it poſſible</hi> Sir? <hi>ſurely I can hardly believe it.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Eugenius,</speaker>
                     <p>Miſtris I beſeech you to beleeve
<pb n="99" facs="tcp:5913:58"/>
it if you pleaſe, for I aſſure you that I could no longer endure nor ſupport the violence and troubleſome tediouſnes which I indured in the time of your ſo long abſence, the object of my good and ſole content being removed.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Cael.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>It may very well be, for you ſeeme very paſſionate in your actions.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Eugenius,</speaker>
                     <p>I proteſt that it is unpoſſible for me to take any complacency in the world, but in that only that flatters my affection, and in the aſpect of your rare forme and moſt excellent Beauty.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Cael.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>It pleaſeth you to terme it ſo; content your ſelfe in laughing at mee, as you may at one that injoyeth not the leaſt glimpſe of beauty in my ſelfe.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Eugenius,</speaker>
                     <p>Wherein my deereſt, ſhould you conceive ſo of me? J doe aſſure you with the bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter part of my ſoule, that I ſhould be a miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable man, ſhould I not really ſpeake what my affections ſuggeſt as truth: know <hi>LADIE,</hi> that you ſee a man that is wholy yours, and deſires not to live but for you, and to doe you ſervice: but that which troubleth mee moſt
<pb n="100" facs="tcp:5913:59"/>
is that of neceſſity I muſt abſent my ſelfe from you upon a very urgent occaſion, but I beſeech you to beleeve and conceive ſo of me that whi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſoever J goe, I ſhall carry with mee the lively delineaments of your perfections, and that I ſhall not live but by the <hi>Idea</hi> of your beauty with perfect reſolution of obeying you, and ther<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore my ſweeteſt adieu for a while, for the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent to have mee excuſed that I cannot injoy the felicity of your moſt deſired company, but must take my leave ſo abruptly.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>C.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I infinitely thanke you, and bid you alſo adieu, wiſhing you a ſafe returne.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A merry Diſcourſe between <hi>Rowland</hi> and <hi>Suſan,</hi> ſitting up late together.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>ROw.</speaker>
                     <p>It is time, <hi>Suſan,</hi> that I ſhould now diſcover my minde unto you, we have beene long ſervants together, and ever ſince my firſt comming, I have borne you good will, which I would deſire you to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cept, and grant me your love.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Suſan.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>For that you muſt pardon me, for J doe not intend to marry, and therefore let that
<pb n="101" facs="tcp:5913:59"/>
ſerve for an excuſe, ſince I would be loth to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courage you, and ſay, I cannot love you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Row.</speaker>
                     <p>I hope you will not, for ſince I firſt beheld you, I have admired your perfecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Suſan.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>You know, affection cannot be com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pel'd; therefore I thanke you for the good will which you have hitherto borne me, but as for your love, I cannot accept of it.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Row.</speaker>
                     <p>Then I perceive you love ſome other.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Suſan.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>I deſire you to excuſe me, I cannot frame my minde to fancy you, though I know you deſerve my betters; but for mee to ſettle affection where I cannot love, would bee an end<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe miſery: the Bryer and Honey-ſuckle can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not well agree.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <p>Then you compare me to a Bryer, but I will with all humility put up your diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>daine, hoping that the continuance of my love ſhall ſoften your mind, to receive me into ſome degree of favour, for I proteſt, I love you entirely.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>S.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>The utmoſt I can doe for you in requi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tall of your love, is, to give you thankes, and counſell to ſuppreſſe your deſire, and not to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed any farther in this ſute, which at last will become fruitleſſe.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="102" facs="tcp:5913:60"/>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <p>I ſhould be ſorry then: by this kiſſe which I preſume to take, none hath power over me but your ſelfe, I love you all over, and if you would licence my heart to ſtray about, how happy ſhould I be?</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>S.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Nay, then I perceive your love is but a raſh and wanton deſire; neither can I ſtay with you any longer, leaſt my abſence out of my Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>streſſes Chamber might breed ſome ſuſpition.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <p>Stay, I will hold you in the priſon of my armes, and if you will get your free<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome, you ſhal yeeld me ſome of your ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt kiſſes, which are but ſhaddowes of that ſubſtantiall happineſſe which you could af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ford me.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>S.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Nay, pray be not rude, nor give mee cauſe to ſuſpect that your love is diſhoneſt, I had formerly better opinion of you, but now I am jealous of your good intent.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <p>Pardon mee, if love have made me of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fend in ſome boyſterous actions.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>S.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Come pray let me be gone, I ſhall be an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gry if you hinder me.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Row.</speaker>
                     <p>Well then, I obey your deſire, but let me prevaile farther with you at our next meeting.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="103" facs="tcp:5913:60"/>
                  <head>An Enterchange of Ceremonies at parting with a friend taking a long journey.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> I am very ſorry that my affaires doe compell me to take my leave of you, from whom I have received ſo many benefits, which have bound me in many tyes ever to ſerve you, neither have I any way left to ſatisfie my ſelfe in requiting your former kindneſſes, but to acknowledge them farre above my requitall, and to deſire you, that you would both receive the tender of my humble ſervice, and command me in ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing, whereby I might expreſſe how much I honour your deſert.</p>
                  <p>Sir, <hi>I cannot chooſe but grieve that you must now bee divided from us, by a tedious journey; yet ſince he loves himſelfe better than his friend, that will not yeeld to any thing for his good, I am content in that regard to looſe your compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny a while, wiſhing you both a proſperous jour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ney, and that in your abſence you would re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member me, who will alwayes in my daily pray<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers ſollicite heaven for your ſafe returne, deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring
<pb n="104" facs="tcp:5913:61"/>
to be excuſed for your poore entertainment, which perhaps makes you deſirous to be gone.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> Pardon me, the entertainment I have found, was farre above my deſert, for which I render you a million of thankes. There re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>maines nothing now, but that you honour me with your commands.</p>
                  <p>Sir, <hi>I intreate you make not ſo great haſte to be gone.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> I could willingly defer my journey, to enjoy your company; but the winde ſtands faire for <hi>France,</hi> therefore let us con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clude all Ceremonies.</p>
                  <p>Sir, <hi>Since we muſt diſpenſe with your depar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, I pray doe us the courteſie to revive our drooping mindes, with the good tydings of your ſafe arivall in</hi> France.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> Be aſſur'd I cannot be unmindfull of you, nor of my other friends, to whom I pray you to commend mee, ſince I cannot take my leave of them all in particular.</p>
                  <p>Sir, <hi>J am glad you will doe mee the fauour to give me any imployment in your abſence, I will performe your deſire.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> I can but thanke you, and for your love in bringing me to my Shippe, which is a trouble, that you would take upon you,
<pb n="105" facs="tcp:5913:61"/>
though on my part undeſerved.</p>
                  <p>Sir, <hi>I am happy to ſerve you in any thing, God ſend you a proſperous journey.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> I doubt not but I ſhall arive in ſafe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tie, trouble your ſelfe no farther, ſince I can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not remaine with you to requite your kind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe.</p>
                  <p>Sir, <hi>Since you will needs have it ſo, I will bid you, farewell, with all the affection of a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant friend.</hi>
                  </p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To invite one to dinner.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>PRay let mee prevaile ſo much with you, to entreate your company to dinner.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clorin.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I humbly thanke you for your courteſie, but my buſineſſe will not permit; therefore I deſire to be excuſed.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Nay good,</hi> Sir, <hi>Let me not be denyed, I muſt confeſſe indeed your cheare will not bee worthy of your ſtay; but you ſhall be heartily welcome.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clorin.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, I would willingly obey your deſire, but I feare to be too bold.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="106" facs="tcp:5913:62"/>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir, You ſhall be moſt welcome; you ſhall command in my houſe as in your own.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clori.</speaker>
                     <p>Your offer is ſo large and courte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous, that I muſt yeeld to waite on you, for you have overcome me in ceremony; but you will draw upon your ſelfe much trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir, You will finde but courſe fare, but ſuch as it is, pray eſteeme your ſelfe moſt heartily welcome, and in a reall manner without complement.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clori.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, Here is much plenty, and you wrong your ſelfe to excuſe your fare, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of there is ſo great abundance, that unleſſe you would have provided all the variety that was in <hi>Noah's Arke,</hi> I know not how it could be mended.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>It is your favour to commend and accept of any thing, but pray excuſe me, once more I deſire it: if I had beene certaine of your honouring my houſe with your preſence, I would have made better preparation for your enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainment.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clori.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I deſire you rather to excuſe my boldneſſe, in putting you to ſo much trouble, you may perceive that I thinke my ſelfe welcome by my liberall feeding: I am
<pb n="107" facs="tcp:5913:62"/>
no mincing Bride, whoſe thoughts of eating are tooke away with the conceite of the night following.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>I beſeech you ſpare not, J am glad to ſee you ſo pleaſant, and to increaſe your mirth, I will drinke to your health in wine, in hope you will pledge me.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clor.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, They ſay there is truth in wine, and if there be truth in wine, I will finde it out, let the health bee nere ſo deepe.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Thanke you for doing mee this peece of juſtice: pray ſee if you can make a homely Dinner, otherwiſe J know not how to be excu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed for inviting you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Clori.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> To decline ceremony, you have moſt worthily feaſted me, and honou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red mee ſo much, that I muſt ever acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge your exceeding bountie and courteſie.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="108" facs="tcp:5913:63"/>
                  <head>Ceremonies at ſitting downe at the Table.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alexander.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>GEntlemen,</hi> Pray take your places, I know not how to direct you. But firſt let us waſh.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gentlemen.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Pray begin, for it is fit that we ſhould fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alexander.</speaker>
                     <p>In this matter, Ceremonies are needleſſe; but you will doe nothing without my ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample, and therefore I will begin.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gentlemen.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Then in obedience to your deſire, we will waſh with you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alexander.</speaker>
                     <p>I beſeech you Gentlemen, to ſave me a la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour, and take your places.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gentlemen.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Wee expect your ſitting downe, and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terwards, we will not contend much for priori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tie of place.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="109" facs="tcp:5913:63"/>
                     <speaker>Alexander.</speaker>
                     <p>Come, M. <hi>Getting,</hi> you are my old ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaintance, you ſhall favour me to ſit here by me.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gentleman.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>By no meanes, that is not my place, heres a Gentleman deſerves to be ſeated there.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alexander.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, I have deſigned you this place, pray let me rule ſo farre.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gentleman.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir, J ſhould bee loth to be too troubleſome, and yet J would not preſume before my betters.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alexander.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, You are too full of excuſe, you may yeeld to take your due place, otherwiſe I ſhould wrong you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gentleman.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir, I beſeech you then to excuſe me, and ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count it your fault, if J tranſgreſſe the bounds of manners, in aſſuming a place farre above my deſert, and which is of right belonging to theſe other Gentlemen.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alexander.</speaker>
                     <p>We might have ſpar'd this ceremony, for the appetite loves good dainties better than Complements Now pray ſerve your ſelves,
<pb n="110" facs="tcp:5913:64"/>
you are kindely welcome.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Gentlemen.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Wee will not put you to any trouble in helping us, we know that manners will allow us to make a dinner, we come to treſpaſſe on you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The Feaſters excuſe to his friend, after dinner.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I deſire you to excuſe your meane fare, and ſlender entertaine<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, whereunto I have preſumed much to invite you; but I hope our ancient acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance, and your owne good nature will pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cure me a pardon, in that I have done this only to enjoy your company and ſociety, for your good diſcourſe is to me a feaſt, farre ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeding any fare that I could provide for you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Friend,</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Your reall kindnes hath bin ſuch and ſo unexpected, that I cannot give you ſufficient thankes for your courteſie and kinde entertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment: all that I can render, is to promiſe, that I will ſnatch an opportunity to expreſſe my grati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tude.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Alex.</speaker>
                     <p>You have honoured me enough, in
<pb n="111" facs="tcp:5913:64"/>
your acceptance of my good will. But it is not good to ſtir ſuddenly after dinner. Let's talke, you are converſant abroad, what newes doe you heare?</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Friend,</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Pardon me,</hi> Sir, <hi>the world runs a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout mee while I ſtand unmov'd, never marking the motion thereof, and therefore I am altoge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ignorant in Novelties, it may be you heare more.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>Indeed <hi>Sir,</hi> I have ſo many affaires, that I can enquire after none, I thought you could have given us ſome good intelligence.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Friend.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I deſire you to excuſe me, for I hold it a fruitleſſe imployment, but yet to ſatisfie your requeſt, if I knew any freſh newes, that were not yet in print, J will be bold to tell you ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>what, ſince you deſire it.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>I will not importune you any far<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, but deſire your pardon, that I ſhould impoſe on you the office of a Taleteller: ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe my intent therein, ſince what I deſire, was to paſſe away the time while we ſit: but now, if you pleaſe, we will riſe.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Friend.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>Then I muſt really thanke you, you have made me bold with you, J will accom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany you a while to the fire, and then take my leave.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="102" facs="tcp:5913:65"/>
                  <head>To offer ſervice to a young Maid.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>AYM,</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Seeing you are alone, I would offer you to attend on you, if you would accept of my ſervice.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>It is more than J deſire, or deſerve; and it would appeare boldneſſe in me to accept of a ſtrangers company.</p>
                     <p>
                        <hi>It is not for me to accept all ſhewes and offers of kindneſſe, I can but thanke you for your good will, I am not farre diſtant from my owne home.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Pray let me beare you company, and by the way make me happie in ſome diſcourſe, reſolve mee one queſtion; Were you never in love?</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Though it be no manners to an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer one queſtion, with demanding ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther; yet I will preſume to aske you, If you were never in love?</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>Faire one, from thence ſprings my un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happineſſe, I am too forward in theſe deſires, J have beheld many beauties, but you have pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vailed more than the reſt, to conquer my affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction;
<pb n="113" facs="tcp:5913:65"/>
and I muſt acknowledge, that in meeting you, I have met death, or life.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Pray ſpeake in plaine tearmes, I am ignorant of your meaning.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>I deſire you then to know and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leeve, that I am already farre in love with you, and I hope you will not ſcorne my ſuddaine mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, if I ſhould deſire you to reward my love with your favour; and by the way, let me en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treate you, to thinke that heaven had appointed our ſtrange accidentall meeting and gave mee boldneſſe to petition your favour and affection, which I hope you will grant.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir I know not in this caſe how to give an anſwer, that may procure your content, but I deſire you importune mee no farther, but grant me time to conſider your motion, this is my Fathers houſe, whither, if pleaſe you to come hereafter, I will ſtudy to reſolve you, howſoever you ſhall be wel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>But before I loſe your preſence, which is my chiefe happineſſe, let me tell you, that when you goe in, you beare away my heart with you, and I ſhall onely languiſh in ſorrow, tell I viſit you againe.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Mayd.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Pray,</hi> Sir, <hi>doe not hold me lon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger</hi>
                        <pb n="114" facs="tcp:5913:66"/>
in diſcourſe, there are many jealous eyes that doe watch an occaſion to make me cenſured for maintaining with you ſuch unuſuall familiari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tie; pray, as you tender my credit, leave me.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>A.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>I muſt obey, honour me with an or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinary ſalutation, and I will vaniſh like a ſhadow, that will returne again to wait on you, who are the ſubſtance of my life.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To confer with a Widdow in an amorous wooing manner.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>AYm.</speaker>
                     <p>I would entreate you (faire <hi>Wid<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dow</hi>) not to diſcourage mee in my firſt ſute, ſince your modeſty and vertuous cariage in your Husbands life time, hath made mee bold to plead for affection; and to cheriſh a certaine hope, that I ſhall obtaine my deſire.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Widdow.</speaker>
                     <p>Sir, <hi>I would not have you imagine, that my love to my former Huſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band was written on a Table booke, the Letters whereof may bee ſoone wiped out againe; no, it was engraved upon my
<pb n="115" facs="tcp:5913:66"/>
heart, and there doth remaine to informe mee that I ought not to wrong him with a ſecond marriage.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aymwell.</speaker>
                     <p>Nay, <hi>Widdow,</hi> I muſt ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge you have a faire pretence to put mee off, with the remembrance of your ſaid Huſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band, but will you alwayes puniſh your ſelfe, and faſt from the joyes of marriage?</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Wid.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>It is my full reſolved purpoſe, and therefore let not any wanton opinion con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerning me, give you hope of obtaining my love; Alas! Since his departure, I am dead unto the world, and doe but only live, to ſigh, when I remember that I had ſo good a Husband.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>His goodneſſe is gone with him, but for my part, I will be your living active ſervant; come, come, put off griefe and falſe imaginati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of honouring the dead, for if his ſoule were capable of any knowledge, concerning earthlie matters, it would rejoyce to ſee you happily mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried, and as hee gave you all contentment in his l fe time, ſo he would deſire that you might bee ſupplyed in the ſame kinde after his death.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="116" facs="tcp:5913:67"/>
                     <speaker>Wid.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>You ſpeake unhappily, but pray be ſatisfied that I intend not to marry, yet I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect your good will, and other matters will remaine ready to requite your love.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>For other matters I am ſatisfied, but your love is the mark whereat I aime, why ſhould you thus ſtrive to become a virgin againe, and forget the conceit of former pleaſures, which are yet freſh in your remembrance; fie, fie, you doe not well to make your ſelfe ſo dull of ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſion, I am come to offer ſervice in the right kind, and therfore you are very much too blame, to refuſe the tender of my labour.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Widdow,</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>You ſpeake myſteries; but I de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire if you love me, ſhew it in ceaſing to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſecute your ſute; for I muſt tell you plainly, it will prove fruitleſſe, and of none effect.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aymwell,</speaker>
                     <p>I cannot beleeve, but that I ſhall bee more fortunately happy to obtaine your fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour; words are not alwaies the interpreters of the heart, and I am confident, for all this, that you love me.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Widdow,</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Perſwade your ſelfe to it, but I ſhall never give you cauſe to thinke ſo, yet I will ever reſpect you, and be ready to doe you any uſuall courteſie.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aymwell,</speaker>
                     <p>Well I thanke you that I have
<pb n="117" facs="tcp:5913:67"/>
ſo farre thrived in my ſute; I hope hereafter to get deeper into your favour.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Wid.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Your hope is built upon a falſe foun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dation, and had I knowne your intent, I would not have held diſcourſe with you ſo long; I muſt leave your company.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aymwell,</speaker>
                     <p>Let me rather take my leave of you, and ſeale a kiſſe upon your lippe untill I vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſit you again, for no mortall Widdow ſhall diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courage me, but I will come again about that buſines.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To excuſe ſome offence to a Gentlewoman.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>AYmwell,</speaker>
                     <p>I muſt acknowledge I was ſomewhat too bold to enforce a kiſſe from you, in the preſence of other friends; but I pray excuſe my paſſion, and let your mercy be ſhewed in pardoning, as my folly was in offending.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Pen.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir, It was ſo great a treſpaſſe, and ſo directly aym'd againſt my white fame and repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation, that no repentance can ſatisfie for a fault of that nature.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>It cannot exceed the limits of for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>giveneſſe, or if your wrath cannot be other<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe ſatisfied, enjoyne me ſome penance, as
<pb n="118" facs="tcp:5913:68"/>
great as your anger, whereby I may recover your loſt favour, and make it appeare, how ſorry I am for committing ſo raſh an offence.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Penelope:</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Nay, you may enjoy that kiſſe vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lently tooke from mee before ſo many witneſſes; but never any more.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>I muſt confeſſe it was my raſhneſſe, but if you will that I repay it back againe, I will give you intereſt for that one, and vow unto you, never to offend your patience in the like kind.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Penelope.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Well, ſince you are ſo willing to repent, and to ſhew unfained ſorrow, I muſt needs accept them for preſent ſatisfaction, deſiring you hereafter to be more carefull of my credit, and never againe to make ſo bold an offer.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Aym.</speaker>
                     <p>You have charmed mee to obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence, ſince your words are a law, which I dare not tranſgreſſe, for I am in all things, your obedient ſervant.</p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="119" facs="tcp:5913:68"/>
                  <head>The Lovers farewell.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Leonora.</speaker>
                     <p>ALas! <hi>Sir,</hi> is this the houre then, when the ſevere rigour of your abſence muſt eclipſe my dayes of their bright beames? Oh how this ſad newes doth fire my ſpirits! and not without reaſon, ſince you to whom I had wholly conſecrated my ſelfe, will not deigne a mercifull eye on my ſufferings for your abſence.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Floreſtan.</speaker>
                     <p>Miſtris, <hi>Feare not, but reſt aſſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, that ſo long as life will give mee leave to enjoy the Suns brightneſſe, never ſhall any other have power over me; doe me onely the favour, that having given you theſe new aſſurances of my fidelity, you will bee pleaſed to render mee ſome reall promiſes of yours. Beſides, I proteſt to you,</hi> Lady, <hi>I will never acknowledge any o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther light then yours, no more than the Earth doth other then the Suns.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Leon.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> They are no falſe promiſes that I have made you, but true aſſurances,
<pb n="120" facs="tcp:5913:69"/>
drawne from my heart by the force of my paſſion. And know, that all things here be neath ſhall ſooner change their naturall in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations, then in me ſhall be ſeene any al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teration from the reſolution I have made to love you: heaven it ſelfe ſhall be my witnes.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Floreſtan:</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>If</hi> Miſtris, <hi>you love mee thus, let your minde bee confident of an equall troth from mee; and ſhould you doubt of my affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, I will give you my ſoule for pledge, and my heart for ſacrifice, to ſhew you that my words are unfained, I pray you therefore accept of this ſmall gift, not as a thing</hi> worthie of merit, <hi>but onely as a ſufficient teſtimony of my good will, fidelity, and faithfull love towards you; and being a thing ſo ſmall and unworthy of you, it will therefore be the more commendable in you to accept of it.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Leonora.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Sir,</hi> I give you infinite thanks, and withall doe beſeech you alſo to receive this in requitall, for a remembrance of me, which is of ſmall value, but be mov'd to take it in good part from her, who from hence<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forth, ſhall not live but through your ſole remembrance.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Flor.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Thanks to you,</hi> ſweeteſt, <hi>the gift tru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly is pleaſing to me, but the giver much more.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="101" facs="tcp:5913:69"/>
                     <speaker>Leoner.</speaker>
                     <p>But, <hi>Sir,</hi> Is there, no meanes to ſtay you for a little time, that I might enjoy your preſence, which ſtands me in ſtead of light and life, therefore your abſence will envelope me with darkneſſe, and bring up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on mee (poore ſoule that I am) a thouſand grievous deaths.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Floreſt.</speaker>
                     <p>Miſtris, <hi>I hope, not ſo, for I am conſtrained through neceſſitie of my buſineſse to depart hence.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Leon.</speaker>
                     <p>Oh, I ſee now too well, that that conſtancy of yours, which I truſted to for remedy of my troubled thoughts, is vani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhed, to give preſent vent to my plaints, which you ſhall receive with my ſighs and teares for true and burning teſtimonies of the ſorrow I have to ſee my ſelfe about to be forſaken by him, by whom only I breath.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Flor.</speaker>
                     <p>Miſtris, <hi>I ſweare to you, my heart is alike touch'd with ſuch ſtrokes for this our parting, that I can hardly breath for griefe of it, and doe already ſee I have loſt my eye ſight, in the loſse of the ſight of your Star-like beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tie. For ſure I am, that once abſent from your luminous aſpect, each pleaſure will be to me a ſubject, of griefe and ſorrow. However, ſince <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>t will now be no otherwiſe, J ſhall ſo part with
<pb n="122" facs="tcp:5913:70"/>
you, as that my will ſhall never depart from your ſervice. Therefore farewell,</hi> deare Miſtris, <hi>live ſtill happie and content whilſt I languiſh, unhappie though conſtant: let not that my re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moteneſſe alter your mind, no more than it ſhall ſhake the reſolution I have long ſince made to live and die yours; for, for mine owne part, I ſhall not thinke my ſelfe abſent from you, ſo long as I ſhall keep a room in your heart and memory.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>Leo.</speaker>
                     <p>Farewell, <hi>Sir,</hi> you poſſeſſe my ſoule; and I doe even leave it in your power con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerving it for a more happie ſeaſon then this of parting: in the meane ſpace, have pitty on all the bloudy griefes which the meere ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſion of your abſence makes me already feel ſo vehemently, for I think it very ſtrange to leave him, whoſe company is dearer to me then my life. But to make an end of this diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe; I do beſeech you, <hi>Sir,</hi> and even con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jure you, by the ſweetnes of that love I have borne you, and will all my life long devote to you, for my cruell feares, to write often to mee, during the unhappie time of your ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence: for in reading your Letters, I ſhall per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwade my ſelfe that I am not wholly depri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved of you.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>F.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>I vow to you,</hi> Miſtris, <hi>I will give you ſo
<pb n="123" facs="tcp:5913:70"/>
many Letters, for confirmation of my loyaltie, and the love I beare you, that you ſhall have no cauſe to diſtruſt. And ſo J pray God to make you the happieſt alive; even as hee hath made you the fairest, &amp; moſt accompliſhed: &amp; that he alſo give you the grace, to conſerve me in your moſt deſired favour, that I may be able continually to witneſſe, how violent my affection is towards you.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <p>Heaven grant you may be as faithfull to me, as I am to you; and give you as much quiet and contentment, as you take from me. But what ſhould I ſay more? I muſt ceaſe remembring you of the force and heate of my affection, and entreat you to pitie my martyrdome, and that whereſoever you are, you will bee mindfull of me. And ſo once more, I pray God grant you ſuch proſperi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, that your fortunes may parallel your perfections.</p>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>F.</speaker>
                     <p>
                        <hi>Reſt aſſured,</hi> ſweet Miſtris, <hi>to bee belo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved, though not equall to your merit, to whoſe height it is impoſſible my affection can raiſe it ſelfe.</hi>
                     </p>
                  </sp>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <pb n="124" facs="tcp:5913:71"/>
               <head>Queſtions with their anſwers reſolving the doubts of Lovers.</head>
               <p>QVeſt. <hi>What is Love?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> It is the receptacle of penſive mindes, a paſſion that binds the ſpirits.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>What is the greateſt recompence a woman can make a man?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> To reveale to him her ſecrets, and make him Lord over her body.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>How muſt a man behave himſelfe a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongst Ladies?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> He muſt be bold and hardy.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why is Love painted blinde?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe the actions of love can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not be hid or diſſembled.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why be the ſecrets of Love ſo eaſily kept?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> For the great ſweetneſſe men find in them.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Who is moſt ſecret in the ſports of Love?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Women, ſince it ſo neerely touches their modeſty.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="125" facs="tcp:5913:71"/>Queſt. <hi>What is the meat of perfect Lovers?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Sighes and teares.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why have old men the repulſe of young women?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe they have not wherewith to eaſe them of their griefe.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why doe Lovers wax pale?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> From the paſſions of the mind.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why doe they picture</hi> Cupid <hi>with wings?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe the deſires of Lovers doe tend alwayes to high things.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why do Lovers write amorous ſon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nets one to another in Rime?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe Poetrie is the friend of Love.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why do women love them moſt dear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly that had their maiden heads?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe by the conjunction of the men they gaine perfection.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Wherefore are amorous women more tickliſh then others.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe their skins are moſt looſe, ſoft and delicate.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>How cometh it to paſſe that women newly maried the firſt night are ſo loth to goe to bed, and riſe the next day ſo luſty and joyfull.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="126" facs="tcp:5913:72"/>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> It proceeds from the perfection of the man, which they having acquired to themſelves, they then know they are wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men indeed.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why doe men kiſſe the eyes of them they affect?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe they were the firſt begin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ners of Love.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why doe many love fervently, yet are not beloved againe?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> By reaſon their complexions can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not agree.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why ſhould wee not place our loves on tho<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e that be ſo young?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe they are ſo inconſtant and evermore curious of new ſervants.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>How comes it that hee that is ſoone taken with love doth ſoone forget it.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> He is like one who rides a galop, and by and by, waxeth weary.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why do men ſay that Love is a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect muſitian?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe he tuneth the ſpirits that before had no agreement.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>What is the greateſt pleaſure that a true lover can feele?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſ.</hi> To thinke that he is borne to ſerve and pleaſe his <hi>Lady.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="127" facs="tcp:5913:72"/>Queſt. <hi>Wherefore be all things more diſpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed to love in the ſpring time, then in any other ſeaſons?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe then the humours doe move themſelves and the bloud doth wax hot.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Wherefore are the Angers of Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers of ſo little continuance?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe they fall out for trifles.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Wherefore doe the Ancients paint Love with flowers in one hand and fiſh in ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> To ſhew that Love is Lord both of Sea and Land.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why are men rather Amorous then women?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe they are of hotter com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plexions, and their ſpirits are more quicke and prompt.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Wherefore be all the joyes of Lovers uncertaine?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe in Love are divers caſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>alties, Iealouſie, ſuſpition, anger, peace, diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>daine.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why is it that ſecret Love is more burning then that which is diſcovered?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe in the one a fire doth con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſume
<pb n="128" facs="tcp:5913:73"/>
but in the other a friend doth give ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice to quench the flames.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Whether is more conſtant in Love, the man or the woman?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> The man being both of body and ſpirit more firme.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Wherefore have Lovers feeble voyces?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Out of the feare they have to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſe their Ladies.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Wherefore is it that a man being touched with Love cannot rid himſelfe of that paſſion by any dexterity?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe a certaine ſweet motion doth tranſport him to the thing he deſires, and with a certaine admiration winds him into the nets of Love.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Wherefore are Lovers for the most part ready to weep?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe by nature they are ſacre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full, ſuſpitious, Iealous and alwaies troubled.</p>
               <p>Queſt. <hi>Why be women ſo prone to yeeld to Love?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anſw.</hi> Becauſe nature hath indued them with a delicate touch, with complexions hot and moyſt, things moſt requiſite for the recreations of <hi>Venus.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <pb n="129" facs="tcp:5913:73"/>
               <head>Complementall and Amorous POEMS.</head>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Encomions on the Beauty of his Miſtreſſe.</head>
                  <l>FAirer then Iſacks Lover at the well,</l>
                  <l>Brighter then inſide Barkes of new hewen Cedar;</l>
                  <l>Sweeter then flames of fire perfumed with Mirrhe,</l>
                  <l>And comelier then The ſilver Clouds that dance,</l>
                  <l>On Zephires wings be ore the King of heaven:</l>
                  <l>Tis ſhe doth teach thoſe Torches to burne bright,</l>
                  <l>It ſeemes ſhe hangs upon the cheeke of night;</l>
                  <l>As a rich Iewel in the Ethiopes Eare,</l>
                  <l>Beauty too rich for uſe, for Love more deare.</l>
                  <l>So ſhowes a ſnowie Dove trooping with Crowes,</l>
                  <l>As this my Miſtris, ore her fellowes ſhowes.</l>
                  <l>Since her whole bodyes frame hath power to have moved,</l>
                  <l>The chaſt Hippolitus her to have loved.</l>
                  <l>In ſumme her parts are white as Milke,</l>
                  <l>As ſmooth as Ivory, and as ſoft as Silke.</l>
                  <l>O who can her perfections tell</l>
                  <l>In whom alone all graces dwell?</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Haire.</head>
                  <l>HEr Haires reflex with red ſtrakes paints the skies,</l>
                  <l>Stars fall to fetch freſh Luſtre from her eyes.</l>
                  <l>Whilſt that thoſe golden threds play with her breath,</l>
                  <l>Shewing lifes triumph in the map of death.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="130" facs="tcp:5913:74"/>
                  <head>On her Lockes.</head>
                  <l>HEr lockes being plated like a fleece of wooll,</l>
                  <l>Are full of ſweets, as ſweet of ſweets is full.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her forehead.</head>
                  <l>HEr ſtately front was figured from above.</l>
                  <l>Majeſticke faire well poliſht high and pale,</l>
                  <l>Pure white that dims the Lillies of the Vale.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her face.</head>
                  <l>HEr face like Cinthiaes when in full ſhe ſhineth,</l>
                  <l>And bluſhing to her Love mates bowres declineth</l>
                  <l>Such brightneſſe hath her Angels face,</l>
                  <l>Can make a ſunne-ſhine in a ſhady place.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On the colour of her face.</head>
                  <l>SVch colour hath her face, as when the Sun,</l>
                  <l>In Summer his firſt riſing hath begun.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her eye-browes and Cheeks.</head>
                  <l>EAch eye-brow hangs like Iris in the skies,</l>
                  <l>On either Cheeke a Roſe and Lilly lyes.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="131" facs="tcp:5913:74"/>
                  <head>Another on her eye-browes and breath.</head>
                  <l>HEr bright Browes drive the ſunne to clouds beneath,</l>
                  <l>Sweet morne and evening dew fals from her breath.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her eye-Liddes.</head>
                  <l>FOr Arches be two heavenly Liddes,</l>
                  <l>Whoſe winkes each bold attempt forbids.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her eyes.</head>
                  <l>HEr eyes the contradictors of the night,</l>
                  <l>Like Marigolds, unſheath their glorious light.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another on the ſame.</head>
                  <l>TWo Ietty ſparkes where Cupid chaſtly hides,</l>
                  <l>His ſubtile ſhafts that from his quiver glides.</l>
                  <l>Piercing the breſts of others yet they be</l>
                  <l>Vnhappy, ſince themſelves they cannot ſee.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her ſmiles.</head>
                  <l>HEr ſmiles ſo ſweet and nice,</l>
                  <l>On earth doe make a heavenly Paradiſe.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="132" facs="tcp:5913:75"/>
                  <head>On her Cheekes.</head>
                  <l>HEr Cheeks like ripened Lillyes ſteep'd in Wine,</l>
                  <l>Or gorgeous Clouds upon the ſinnes decline.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another on the ſame.</head>
                  <l>HEr Cheeks with kindly Claret ſpred,</l>
                  <l>Aurora-like new out of bed.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Noſe and breath.</head>
                  <l>HEr Eagles Noſe is ſtrait of ſtately frame,</l>
                  <l>Her breath is ſweet perfume of holy flame.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Chin.</head>
                  <l>HEr Criſtall chin like to the pureſt white</l>
                  <l>Is Loves pavilion, and the boyes delight.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Eares.</head>
                  <l>ON theſe meanders if you gaze,</l>
                  <l>You ſoone will tread a Lovers maze.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Lippes.</head>
                  <l>HEr lips like Roſes over-waſht with dew,</l>
                  <l>Doe by her breath their beauties ſtill renew.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="133" facs="tcp:5913:75"/>
                  <head>On her Lippes and Necke.</head>
                  <l>HEr Lips more red then Corrall ſtone,</l>
                  <l>Her Necke's more white then aged ſwans that mone.</l>
                  <l>O who thoſe ruddy lips can miſſe,</l>
                  <l>Which bleſſed ſtill themſelves doe kiſſe.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her mouth.</head>
                  <l>SWeet mouth that ſendeſt a muſicke t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſied breath,</l>
                  <l>Whoſe every word darts me a living death.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her mouth and teeth.</head>
                  <l>WIthin the compaſſe of this holow ſweet,</l>
                  <l>Thoſe orient rankes of ſilver Pearles doe meet.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her breath.</head>
                  <l>SHe breathes forth flowers, ſhe makes the ſpring,</l>
                  <l>Perfumes the aire and comforts every thing.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her tongue and words.</head>
                  <l>HEr words doe fall like ſummer dewes on me,</l>
                  <l>Her tongue ſtrikes muſicke ſweeteſt harmony.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her teeth.</head>
                  <l>HEr lips nere part, but that they ſhow,</l>
                  <l>Of precious pearle a double row.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="134" facs="tcp:5913:76"/>
                  <head>On her Speech.</head>
                  <l>IN all her words ſuch vertues couched be,</l>
                  <l>The learned thence fetch their philoſophy.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her voice.</head>
                  <l>A Voice which doth the thruſhes ſhrilneſſe ſtaine,</l>
                  <l>And makes declining nature young againe.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Necke.</head>
                  <l>HEr Neck is like an Ivory ſhining Tower,</l>
                  <l>Or like delight that doth it ſelfe devoure.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Shoulders.</head>
                  <l>THeſe pearching ſquares with ſilver skin,</l>
                  <l>Doe paſſe the hate ſpot Ermelin.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Armes.</head>
                  <l>HEr Twin-like armes, that ſtaineleſſe paire,</l>
                  <l>Fit for a Kings embraces are.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Hands.</head>
                  <l>HEre azured vaines doe uſe to ſtray,</l>
                  <l>With pretty Cupids every way,</l>
                  <l>Moyſt pearle warme ſnow ſmooth Ivory,</l>
                  <l>Within theſe ſtrange compactes doe lye.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her fingers.</head>
                  <l>LOng ſmall made fit for Orpheus Lute,</l>
                  <l>Which made the ſavage tigers mute.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="135" facs="tcp:5913:76"/>
                  <head>On her actions.</head>
                  <l>HEr deeds are like great cluſters of ripe grapes,</l>
                  <l>Which load the bunches of the fruitfull Vine:</l>
                  <l>Offering to fall into each mouth that gapes,</l>
                  <l>And fill the ſame with ſtore of timely wine.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her breaſts.</head>
                  <l>HEr breſts thoſe Ivory Globes circled with blew,</l>
                  <l>Save of their Lord no bearing yoake they knew.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Pappes.</head>
                  <l>HEr pappes are like faire Apples in their prime,</l>
                  <l>And from thoſe ſweets, Love ſuckes his ſummer time.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her good thoughts.</head>
                  <l>HEr mindfull breſt perfumes wich frankincenſe,</l>
                  <l>And ſweeteſt odors every fainting ſence.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her waſte and Ribbes.</head>
                  <l>FItly ſo named ſince it doth waſte,</l>
                  <l>Mens lives untill it be embrac'd:</l>
                  <l>Her ribbes with white all armed be,</l>
                  <l>Compact with curious ſymmetrie.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="136" facs="tcp:5913:77"/>
                  <head>On her skin, and fleſh.</head>
                  <l>HEr lovely skin is white like Curdes new preſt,</l>
                  <l>And ſnowie fleſh is ſoft as wooll new dreſt.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her Navell.</head>
                  <l>HEre Love delights the wandring thought,</l>
                  <l>Whilſt that mine eyes aſtray are brought:</l>
                  <l>Since Nature here would faine unite,</l>
                  <l>In curious circles buſie ſight.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her bellie.</head>
                  <l>MOſt beauteous ſeale of Virgin wax,</l>
                  <l>Pittie tis ſtill the impreſſion lackes;</l>
                  <l>This place my ſence with joy doth fill,</l>
                  <l>Since tis intitled Cupids hill:</l>
                  <l>From hence a ſeemely paſſage there doth flow,</l>
                  <l>To ſtranger pleaſures that are plac'd below.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her wombe.</head>
                  <l>HEr Maiden wombe the dwelling houſe of pleaſure,</l>
                  <l>O bleſt is he may ſearch that ſecret treaſure.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her thighes.</head>
                  <l>THeſe are the ſubjects that doe fit,</l>
                  <l>The Genius of an Ovids wit,</l>
                  <l>Whoſe hanches ſmooth as is the glaſſe,</l>
                  <l>The Albion cliffes in whiteneſſe paſſe.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="137" facs="tcp:5913:77"/>
                  <head>On her knees.</head>
                  <l>THeſe knots of joy and gems of Love,</l>
                  <l>With motion makes all graces move.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On the calves of her legges.</head>
                  <l>MArke well how faire the fleſh doth riſe,</l>
                  <l>In her brave calves like chriſtall skies.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On the ſmall of her legges.</head>
                  <l>VIew but her Atlas ſmalleſt ſmall,</l>
                  <l>More white then whiteſt bone of all.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her feet.</head>
                  <l>HEr feet ſo ſhort and ſlender little round,</l>
                  <l>On earth a finer paire cannot be found.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The concluſion.</head>
                  <l>THus every part impartes a grace,</l>
                  <l>And beauty dwels in every place.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Loves mouth.</head>
                  <l>MAy is not Loves month, May is full of flowers,</l>
                  <l>But dropping April, Love is full of ſhowers.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="138" facs="tcp:5913:78"/>
                  <head>Definition of Love.</head>
                  <l>LOve is a friend, a fire, a heaven, a hell,</l>
                  <l>Where pleaſure paine and ſad repentance dwell.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Love will out.</head>
                  <l>THe light of hidden fire it ſelfe diſcovers,</l>
                  <l>And love that is conceal'd betraies poore Lovers.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The parting of Lovers.</head>
                  <l>LOvers well wot what griefe it is to part,</l>
                  <l>When twixt two bodies liveth but one heart,</l>
                  <l>And Lovers ſay the heart hath double wrong,</l>
                  <l>When it is bard the aſſiſtance of the tongue.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The Inconſtancy of Affections.</head>
                  <l>LOve well is ſaid to be, a life in death,</l>
                  <l>That laughs and weepes, and all but in one breath.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The quality of Love.</head>
                  <l>LOve is a ſpirit all compact of fire,</l>
                  <l>Not groſſe to ſinke but light, and will aſpire,</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>What Love is,</head>
                  <l>LOve is a golden bubble full of dreames,</l>
                  <l>That waking breakes and fils us with extreames.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="139" facs="tcp:5913:78"/>
                  <head>Lovers delight to be alone.</head>
                  <l>LOvers beſt like to ſee themſelves alone,</l>
                  <l>Or with their loves if needs they muſt have one.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Vowes of Lovers.</head>
                  <l>WE know not how to love, till love unblind us,</l>
                  <l>And vowes made ignorantly never bind us.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Impoſſibility of concealing Love.</head>
                  <l>THe ſight of hidden fire it ſelfe diſcovers,</l>
                  <l>And love that is conceal'd betrayes poore lovers.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On one ſick with Love.</head>
                  <l>VVHen Venus ſtrikes with beauty to the quicke,</l>
                  <l>Few are the cares for ſuch as are Love ſicke.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The errors of Lovers.</head>
                  <l>ALL men doe erre becauſe that men they be,</l>
                  <l>And men with beauty blinded cannot ſee.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>What Love is.</head>
                  <l>LOve is a ſubtile influence,</l>
                  <l>Whoſe finall force ſtill hangeth in ſuſpence.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="140" facs="tcp:5913:79"/>
                  <head>Love admits of no contrary arguments.</head>
                  <l>LOve hates all arguments diſputing ſtill,</l>
                  <l>For ſence gainſt reaſon with a ſenceleſſe will.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>What Love is.</head>
                  <l>LOve is a blinded god, an angry Boy,</l>
                  <l>A ſlave to beauties will, a witleſſe toy;</l>
                  <l>A Ravening bird, a tyrant moſt unjuſt,</l>
                  <l>A private hell, a very Sea of luſt.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another definition of Love.</head>
                  <l>LOve is a ſoure delight, a ſugred griefe,</l>
                  <l>A breach of reaſons Law, a ſecret Thiefe,</l>
                  <l>A living death, an ever dying life,</l>
                  <l>A Sea of teares, an everlaſting ſtrife:</l>
                  <l>A bait for fooles, A ſcourge of noble wits,</l>
                  <l>A deadly wound, a ſhot which ever hits.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The Effects of Love.</head>
                  <l>THis is the leaſt effect of Cupids dart,</l>
                  <l>To change the mind by wounding of the heart.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Cruelty of Love.</head>
                  <l>LOve is not full of mercy as men ſay,</l>
                  <l>But deafe and cruell where he meanes to prey.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="141" facs="tcp:5913:79"/>
                  <head>The parting of Lovers.</head>
                  <l>LOve goes to Love as ſchoole boyes from their books,</l>
                  <l>But love from love towards Schoole with heavie looks.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Maxime.</head>
                  <l>TIs folly by our wiſeſt worldlings proved,</l>
                  <l>If not to gaine by love to be beloved.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The Conſtancy of Lovers.</head>
                  <l>ONce learne to love, the leſſon is but plaine,</l>
                  <l>And being learnt is never loſt againe.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The Force of Love.</head>
                  <l>WEre beauty under twenty lockes kept faſt,</l>
                  <l>Yet love breakes through, and picks them all at laſt.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Of Muſike and Love.</head>
                  <l>AS without breath no pipe doth move,</l>
                  <l>No muſicke's kindly without Love.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Love finds an opportunity.</head>
                  <l>WHen Love hath knit two hearts in perfect unity,</l>
                  <l>They ſeldome faile to find an opportunity.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="141" facs="tcp:5913:80"/>
                  <head>Offers of Love not to be refuſed.</head>
                  <l>OCcaſion's winged and ever flyeth faſt,</l>
                  <l>Comming ſhe ſmiles, and frownes once being paſt.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Patience of Lovers.</head>
                  <l>ONe may indure, for when the paine is paſt,</l>
                  <l>Reward though long it ſtay yet comes at laſt.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Sorrowes of Lovers.</head>
                  <l>SIghes are the eaſe calamity affords,</l>
                  <l>Which ſerve for ſpeech when ſorrow wanteth words.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Teares of Lovers.</head>
                  <l>SEld ſpeaketh Love but ſighs his ſecret pains,</l>
                  <l>Teares are his truch men, words do make him tremble,</l>
                  <l>Yet womens teares fall when they moſt diſſemble.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On frozen affection.</head>
                  <l>THere where the hearts Atturny once is mute,</l>
                  <l>The Client breakes, As deſperate of his ſuite.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Of true and falſe Love.</head>
                  <l>TRue Love's a Saint, ſo ſhall you true Love know,</l>
                  <l>Falſe Love's a Scithian, yet a Saint in ſhow.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The perſeverance of a Lover.</head>
                  <l>DEſire being Pilot and bright beauties prize,</l>
                  <l>Who can feare ſinking where ſuch treaſure lies?</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="142" facs="tcp:5913:80"/>
                  <head>The beginnings of Love.</head>
                  <l>FAire beauty is the ſparke of hot deſire,</l>
                  <l>And ſparkes in time will kindle to a fire,</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Luſt.</head>
                  <l>LVſt makes oblivion, beateth reaſon backe,</l>
                  <l>Forgetteth ſhames pure bluſh and honors wracke.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Virginity.</head>
                  <l>THe ripeſt Corne dies if it be not reapt,</l>
                  <l>Beauty alone is loſt too early kept.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A cruell Miſtris.</head>
                  <l>NOthing ſo ill becomes the faire,</l>
                  <l>As cruelty which yeelds unto no prayer.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Coyneſſe.</head>
                  <l>A Way-ward beauty doth not fancy move,</l>
                  <l>A frowne forbids, a ſmile engendreth Love.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <l>FAire words and power attractive beauty,</l>
                  <l>Brings men to wanton in ſubjective duty.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="144" facs="tcp:5913:81"/>
                  <head>On Iealouſie.</head>
                  <l>VVHere Iealouſie in baſeſt minds doth dwell,</l>
                  <l>Tis metall Vulcans Cyclops ſent from hell.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On pleaſures.</head>
                  <l>SOmething muſt ſtill be left to cheare our ſinne,</l>
                  <l>And give a touch of what ſhould not have bin;</l>
                  <l>And they that know but pleaſures price,</l>
                  <l>Alls one, a priſon or a Paradiſe.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Chaſtity.</head>
                  <l>THe unſtained vaile which Innocents adorne,</l>
                  <l>The ungatherd roſe defended with the thorne.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another on the ſame.</head>
                  <l>PEnelope in ſpending chaſte her dayes,</l>
                  <l>As worthy as Vliſſes was of praiſe.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On the Court.</head>
                  <l>THither let Phoebus ſons reſort,</l>
                  <l>Where ſhines their Father but in loves great Court?</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On her delaying mariage.</head>
                  <l>VVHere hearts be knit what helps if not to injoy;</l>
                  <l>Delay breeds doubts, no cunning to be coy.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Deſires.</head>
                  <l>VVHat can be ſaid that Lovers cannot ſay?</l>
                  <l>Deſire can make a Doctor in a day.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="145" facs="tcp:5913:81"/>
                  <head>On Misfortunes.</head>
                  <l>THe man that ſtill amidſt misfortunes ſtands,</l>
                  <l>Is ſorrowes ſlave and bound in laſting bands.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On fate.</head>
                  <l>THey fall which truſt to fortunes ſickle wheele,</l>
                  <l>But ſtaid by vertue men ſhall never reele.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On diſdaine.</head>
                  <l>IN high diſdaine Love is a baſe deſire,</l>
                  <l>And Cupids flames doe ſeeme but watry fire.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On the Power of teares.</head>
                  <l>TEares tye the tongue of an accuſers grudge,</l>
                  <l>And ſoft the rigor of the ſterneſt Iudge.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Muſicke.</head>
                  <l>MVſicke can hardly ſolace humane eares,</l>
                  <l>When ſtrings are broke, and eyes are fill'd with teares</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Continued griefe.</head>
                  <l>DRops pierce the flint, not by their force or ſtrength,</l>
                  <l>But by oft falling weares it out at length.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="146" facs="tcp:5913:82"/>
                  <head>On Marriage.</head>
                  <l>MAides doe take more delight when they prepare.</l>
                  <l>And think of wives ſtates then when wives they are.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On pleaſures and griefes.</head>
                  <l>PLeaſures like poſting gueſts make but ſmall ſtay,</l>
                  <l>Where griefes bide long and leave a ſcore to pay.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Youth.</head>
                  <l>YOuth learnes to change the courſe that he hath run,</l>
                  <l>When he perceives and knowes what age hath done.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On a modeſt faire one.</head>
                  <l>BEautie's a beggar, fye it is too bad,</l>
                  <l>When in it ſelfe ſufficiency is had,</l>
                  <l>It was not made to pleaſe the wandring eye,</l>
                  <l>But an attire to adorne ſweet modeſty:</l>
                  <l>If modeſty and women once doe ſever,</l>
                  <l>Farewell our fame, farewell our name for ever.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On his Will.</head>
                  <l>IT lies not in my power to love or hate,</l>
                  <l>For will in me is over-ruld by fate.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On the loſſe of Virginity.</head>
                  <l>IEwels being loſt, we find againe, this never,</l>
                  <l>Tis loſt but once, and once loſt, loſt for ever.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Women.</head>
                  <l>LEt Wolves and beaſts be cruell in their kinds,</l>
                  <l>But women meeke and have relenting minds.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="147" facs="tcp:5913:82"/>
                  <head>On coy dames.</head>
                  <l>HAte and diſdaine is painted in their eyes,</l>
                  <l>Deceit and treaſon in their boſome lyes.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Inconſtancy of women.</head>
                  <l>THey melt with words as wax againſt the ſunne,</l>
                  <l>So weake are many womens modeſties,</l>
                  <l>That what ſometimes they moſt would ſeeme to ſhield,</l>
                  <l>Another time poore ſoules unaskt they yeeld.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another on the ſame.</head>
                  <l>WOmen have tongues of craft and hearts of guile,</l>
                  <l>They will, they will not, hell is in their ſmile.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Luſt.</head>
                  <l>LVſt never takes a joy in what is due,</l>
                  <l>But ſtill leaves knowne delights to ſeeke out new.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Virginity.</head>
                  <l>LIke untun'd golden ſtrings faire women are,</l>
                  <l>Which lying long untoucht will harſhly Iar.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Modeſty of women.</head>
                  <l>THough men can cover crimes with their ſterne looks,</l>
                  <l>Poore womens faces are their owne fault books.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On a womans teares.</head>
                  <l>A Womans teares are falling ſtars at night,</l>
                  <l>No ſooner ſeene but quickly out of ſight.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="148" facs="tcp:5913:83"/>
                  <head>A Conſtant Woman.</head>
                  <l>COnſtant in Love who tryes a womans mind,</l>
                  <l>Wealth, beauty, wit, and all in her doth find.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Paſſions of a Woman.</head>
                  <l>A Womans paſſions doth the fire reſemble,</l>
                  <l>Never alike, they ſinne if they diſſemble.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On the finding of Beauty.</head>
                  <l>THe faireſt flowers of beauty fades away,</l>
                  <l>Like the freſh Lillie in the ſunne-ſhine day.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another on the ſame.</head>
                  <l>FAire flowers that are not gathered in their prime,</l>
                  <l>Rot and conſume themſelves in little time.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On the power of Beauty.</head>
                  <l>THe Libian Lions looſe their ſterneſt might,</l>
                  <l>If of a beauteous face they once get ſight.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Women envie one anothers Beauty.</head>
                  <l>IT is a common rule, that women never</l>
                  <l>Love beauty in their Sexe, but envie it ever.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On a Beauty cloiſterd up.</head>
                  <l>THings much retaind doe make us moſt deſire them,</l>
                  <l>And beauties ſeldome ſeene make us admire them.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="149" facs="tcp:5913:83"/>
                  <head>On Beauty in meane attire.</head>
                  <l>IT is decreed that features ſhall content,</l>
                  <l>And that true beauty needs no ornament.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On Beauty not injoyed.</head>
                  <l>NEver were Cheekes of Roſes, lockes of Amber,</l>
                  <l>Ordain'd to live impriſoned in a Chamber.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Beauties for the Court.</head>
                  <l>IN vaine our friends from this doe us dehort,</l>
                  <l>For beauty will be where is moſt reſort.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Beauties not to be confined.</head>
                  <l>HEaven made Beauty like her ſelfe to view,</l>
                  <l>Not to be lockt up in a ſmoakie mew.</l>
                  <l>A Roſie tainted feature is heavens gold,</l>
                  <l>Which all joy for to touch, all to be behold.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On the excellency and power of Beauty.</head>
                  <l>BEauty brings fancy to a dainty feaſt,</l>
                  <l>And makes a man that elſe would be a beaſt.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The effects of Beauty.</head>
                  <l>BEauty in heaven and earth this grace doth winne,</l>
                  <l>It ſupples rigor, and it leſſens ſinne.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="150" facs="tcp:5913:84"/>
                  <head>A wooing fit in verſe.</head>
                  <l>HEE, Much adoe I have god wot,</l>
                  <l>I would love but thou wilt not.</l>
                  <l>She, Reaſon, Sir, Men are not true,</l>
                  <l>HE, Why was any falſe to you,</l>
                  <l>Sweeteſt I have lov'd thee long;</l>
                  <l>SHE, Yet Sir Love ſhould doe no wrong.</l>
                  <l>HE, Prethee ſweet come kiſſe me then,</l>
                  <l>SHE, No Sir, Maides muſt kiſſe no men.</l>
                  <l>HE, I the Heavens for witneſſe crave,</l>
                  <l>SHE, They will ſhine cleere, though you'r a knave.</l>
                  <l>HE, Never loved a truer youth,</l>
                  <l>SHE, Men doe not alwayes ſpeake the truth,</l>
                  <l>HE By all thoſe vowes that Lovers uſe,</l>
                  <l>SHE, Thus they proteſt yet doe abuſe.</l>
                  <l>And full oft maides are deluded,</l>
                  <l>When with kiſſes Love's concluded.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A diſcourſe of Love in verſe.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>BEL,</speaker>
                     <l>When will Love be voyd of feares?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>TEL,</speaker>
                     <l>When Ieaoluſie hath neither eyes nor cares.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>BEL,</speaker>
                     <l>When is Love moſt malecontent,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>TEL,</speaker>
                     <l>When Lovers range and beare their bowes unbent.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>BEL,</speaker>
                     <l>Tell me when Love is beſt fed,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>TEL,</speaker>
                     <l>When it hath ſuckt the ſweet that eaſe hath bred.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="151" facs="tcp:5913:84"/>
                     <speaker>BEL.</speaker>
                     <l>When is lovers time ill ſpent,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>TEL.</speaker>
                     <l>When Love doth earne yet takes no rene,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>BEL.</speaker>
                     <l>When is time well ſpent in Love,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>TEL.</speaker>
                     <l>When deeds enſue, and words worke Love,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>BEL.</speaker>
                     <l>What calſt thou Love, I prethee tell,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>TEL.</speaker>
                     <l>It is a fountaine and that well,</l>
                     <l>Where pleaſure and repentance dwell.</l>
                     <l>It is a worke on holy day,</l>
                     <l>It is December match'd with May.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>BEL.</speaker>
                     <l>I prethee faire one doe not faine.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>TEL.</speaker>
                     <l>It is a ſun-ſhine mixt with raine,</l>
                     <l>It is a tooth-ach or like game:</l>
                     <l>It is a yea, it is a Nay,</l>
                     <l>A pretty kind of ſporting fray,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>BEL.</speaker>
                     <l>Come, come, Ile heare no more, away.</l>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Another ſhort wooing fit in verſe.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>I.</speaker>
                     <l>SWeet ſoule to whom I vowed am a ſlave,</l>
                     <l>Let me the injoyment of my wiſhes have.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>Sweet Sir, Let not a wretch that is ſo poore,</l>
                     <l>Expect to hord up treaſure for his ſtore.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>I.</speaker>
                     <l>Yet ſtill take heed leaſt thou thy ſelfe ſubmit,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>To one that hath his wealth, but wants his wit.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>I.</speaker>
                     <l>Prethee be ſilent, beauty takes in rent,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>But folly bought is worſe then mony ſpent.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>I.</speaker>
                     <l>Well for this once, Ile take thee as thou art,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>For richer for poorer agreed, mine owne ſweet heart.</l>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The feares and reſolutions of two Lovers.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D.</speaker>
                     <l>WHat wouldſt thou wiſh tell me deere lover,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>S.</speaker>
                     <l>How I might but thy thoughts cover.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D.</speaker>
                     <l>If my firme Love, I were denying,</l>
                     <l>Tell me with ſighes, wouldſt thou be dying?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>S.</speaker>
                     <l>Thoſe words in jeaſt to heare thee ſpeaking,</l>
                     <l>For very griefe this heart is breaking.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D.</speaker>
                     <l>Yet wouldſt thou change? I prethee tell me,</l>
                     <l>In ſeeing one that did excell me?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="152" facs="tcp:5913:85"/>
                     <speaker>S.</speaker>
                     <l>O no, for how can I aſpire,</l>
                     <l>To more than to my owne deſire:</l>
                     <l>This my mishap doth chiefly grieve me,</l>
                     <l>Though I do ſwear't, you'l not believe me.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D.</speaker>
                     <l>Imagine that thou doſt not love me,</l>
                     <l>But ſome beauty that's above me.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>S.</speaker>
                     <l>To ſuch a thing ſweet doe not will me,</l>
                     <l>The naming of the ſame will kill me.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D.</speaker>
                     <l>Forgive me faire one, Love hath feares,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>S.</speaker>
                     <l>I doe forgive, witneſſe theſe teares.</l>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The wooing of a coy Dame.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <l>THe cauſe my ſweet thou doſt deny,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>Becauſe thou doſt not pleaſe my eye.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <l>Thy reaſon why to me impart,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>Thou doſt offend and grieve my heart.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <l>There is no heart ſo fierce and hard,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>Nor perſon of ſo ſmall regard.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <l>The reaſon, doth thy Love controule,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>Thou doſt torment my very ſoule.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <l>O Remedy my loving ſmart,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>Ile keepe ſuch danger from my heart.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <l>Why doſt thou thus thy beauty keepe?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>It will deſtroy it, Sir, to weepe.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>R.</speaker>
                     <l>My paſſions doſt thou mocke at too?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>Farewell Sir, without more t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> doe.</l>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="153" facs="tcp:5913:85"/>
                  <head>A contention betweene a Wife, a Widow, and a Maide.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIfe,</speaker>
                     <l>If to be borne a maid be ſuch a grace,</l>
                     <l>So was I borne, and grac'd by nature too;</l>
                     <l>But ſeeking more perfection to embrace,</l>
                     <l>I did become a Wife, as others doe.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>And if the Maid and Wife ſuch honour have,</l>
                     <l>I have bin both, and hold a third degree,</l>
                     <l>Moſt maids are wards, and every Wife a ſlave;</l>
                     <l>I have my livery ſu'd, and I am free.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID,</speaker>
                     <l>That is the fault that you have maidens beene,</l>
                     <l>And were not conſtant to continue ſo,</l>
                     <l>The fals of Angels did encreaſe their ſin;</l>
                     <l>In that they did ſo pure a ſtate forgoe.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIF.</speaker>
                     <l>Why marriage is an honourable ſtate,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>And widdow-hood is a reverend degree;</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID,</speaker>
                     <l>But maiden-head that will admit no mate,</l>
                     <l>Like majeſty it ſelfe muſt ſacred be.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>The wife is miſtris of her family,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Much more the Widdow, for ſhe rules alone:</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID,</speaker>
                     <l>But Miſtris of my own deſires am I:</l>
                     <l>When you rule others wils, and not your own.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>Only the Wife enjoyes the vertuous pleaſure,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>The Widow can abſtaine from pleaſures knowne,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID.</speaker>
                     <l>But the uncorrupted maid preſerves ſuch meaſure</l>
                     <l>As being by pleaſures wo'd ſhe cares for none.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>The Wife is as a Diamond richly ſet,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID,</speaker>
                     <l>The mayd unſet, doth yet more rich appeare;</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>The Widow a Iewel in the Cabinet.</l>
                     <l>Which though not worne is ſtill eſteem'd as deare.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>The wife doth Love and is beloved againe,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>The Widdow is awakt out of that dreame,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID,</speaker>
                     <l>The maids white mind hath never ſuch a ſtaine.</l>
                     <l>
                        <pb n="154" facs="tcp:5913:86"/>No paſſion troubles her cleare vertues ſtream,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Then what's a Virgin? but a fruitleſſe bay,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID.</speaker>
                     <l>And what's a Widdow? But a roſeleſſe bryer,</l>
                     <l>And what are wives, but wood-bindes which decay,</l>
                     <l>Yea ſtately Oakes, which by themſelves aſpire.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Wives are as birds in golden cages kept,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>Yet in thoſe Cages chearefully they ſing,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Widdowes are birds out of thoſe Cages lept,</l>
                     <l>Whoſe joyfull notes makes all the Forreſtring.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID.</speaker>
                     <l>But Maids are birds amidſt the Woods ſecure,</l>
                     <l>Which never hand could touch nor yet could take,</l>
                     <l>Nor whiſtle could deceive, nor baite allure,</l>
                     <l>But free unto themſelves doe muſicke make.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>The Wife is as a Turtle with her mate,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>The widdow as the widdow dove alone,</l>
                     <l>Whoſe truth ſhines moſt in her forſaken ſtate.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID,</speaker>
                     <l>The maid a Phenix and is ſtill but one.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE</speaker>
                     <l>The wife's a ſoule unto her body tyed,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>The widdow a ſoule departed into bliſſe,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID.</speaker>
                     <l>The mayd an Angell which was ſtellified,</l>
                     <l>And now to as faire a houſe deſcended is.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>Wives are faire houſes kept and furniſht well,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Widdowes old Caſtles void, but full of ſtate.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>But maides are temples where the gods doe dwell.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>An office well ſupplyed is like a wife,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>The widdow like a gainefull office voyd,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID,</speaker>
                     <l>But maids are like contentment in this life.</l>
                     <l>Which all the world hath ſought but none injoy'd.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID,</speaker>
                     <l>Goe wife to Dunmow, and demand thy hire</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Goe gentle mayd, and lead the apes in hell,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>Goe widdow make ſome yonger brother rich.</l>
                     <l>And then take thought, and dye, and all is well.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>Alas poore maid, thou haſt no helpe nor ſtay,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Alas poore wife that nothing doſt poſſeſſe,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID,</speaker>
                     <l>Alas poore widdow, charity doth ſay,</l>
                     <l>Pittie the widdow and the father eſſe.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>We wives have children, what a joy is this?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Widdowes have children too, but maids have none,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID.</speaker>
                     <l>No more have Angels, yet they have more bliſſe.</l>
                     <l>Then ever yet to mortall earth was knowne.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WIFE,</speaker>
                     <l>The wife is like a faire manured field,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <pb n="155" facs="tcp:5913:86"/>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>The widdow once was ſuch, but now doth reſt,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>The maid like Paradiſe undreſt until'd,</l>
                     <l>Beares crops of native vertue in her breſt.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>W.</speaker>
                     <l>Who would not dye a wife as Lucrece did,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Or live a widdow as Penelope,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MAID.</speaker>
                     <l>Or be a mayd, and ſo be ſtellified,</l>
                     <l>As all the virtues and the graces be.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>W.</speaker>
                     <l>Wives are like Apples ſerv'd in golden diſhes,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Widdowes good wine which time maks better much.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>But maids are grapes deſir'd by many wiſhes.</l>
                     <l>But that they grow ſo high as none can touch.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>W.</speaker>
                     <l>I have a daughter equals you my girle.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>The daughter doth excell the mother then,</l>
                     <l>As pearles are better than the mother of pearle.</l>
                     <l>Maydes loſe their value when they match with men.</l>
                     <l>A maids the perfect'ſt of created things,</l>
                     <l>The pureſt gold that ſuffers no Allay,</l>
                     <l>The ſweeteſt flower that on earths boſome ſprings,</l>
                     <l>The pearle unbor'd, whoſe price, no pr ce can pay,</l>
                     <l>The Chriſt all glaſſe that will no venome hold,</l>
                     <l>The mirror where in Angels love to looke.</l>
                     <l>Dianaes bathing fountaine cleare and cold.</l>
                     <l>Beauties freſh roſe, and vertues living booke.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>W.</speaker>
                     <l>Maids cannot judge becauſe they cannot tell,</l>
                     <l>What comforts and what joves in marriage be.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>Yes, yes, though bleſſed Saints in heaven doe dwell,</l>
                     <l>They doe the ſoules in Purgatory ſee.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>W.</speaker>
                     <l>There never was a wife that like't her lot,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>WID.</speaker>
                     <l>Nor widdow but was clad in mourning weeds,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>M.</speaker>
                     <l>Doe what you will, marry, or marry not,</l>
                     <l>both this eſtate, and that repentance breeds,</l>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="156" facs="tcp:5913:87"/>
                  <head>A Lover and his Mistris.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>LOver,</speaker>
                     <l>whilſt thou didſt love me, and that neck of thine</l>
                     <l>More white and ſoft then Roſes ſilver downe,</l>
                     <l>Did weare a neck lace of no armes but mine;</l>
                     <l>I envied not the King of Spaine his Crowne.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MIST.</speaker>
                     <l>Whilſt of thy heart, I was ſole Soveraigne,</l>
                     <l>And thou didſt ſing none but my beauties praiſe;</l>
                     <l>Which now poore Maid thou doſt ſo much diſdaine,</l>
                     <l>I envied not the Queene of Englands fame.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>LOV.</speaker>
                     <l>What though I ſue to thee again for grace;</l>
                     <l>And ſing thy praiſes ſweeter than before,</l>
                     <l>If I within my heart imprint thy face,</l>
                     <l>Wilt thou love me againe, and love me more?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>MIST.</speaker>
                     <l>Thou ſhalt be then againe my morning Star,</l>
                     <l>Though lighter yet then floting Cork thou be;</l>
                     <l>And then the Iriſh Sea more angry far:</l>
                     <l>With thee 'Ile wiſh to live and die with thee.</l>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Lovers diſcourſe with his heart.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <l>SHee's cold, thou hot, how can we then agree,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>H.</speaker>
                     <l>Not nature now, but Love doth governe me.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <l>What if her heart be hard, She ſtop her cares,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>H</speaker>
                     <l>Ile ſigh aloud, and make it ſoft with teares</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L</speaker>
                     <l>Why then deſpaire, goe pack thee hence away,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>H.</speaker>
                     <l>I live in hope to have a happie day.</l>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="157" facs="tcp:5913:87"/>
                  <head>A Diſcourſe betweene a Lover, Death, and Cupid.</head>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <l>Come gentle death. D. who calls?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <l>ones oppreſt,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D.</speaker>
                     <l>What is thy will?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <l>that thou abridge my woe;</l>
                     <l>By cutting off my life:</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D:</speaker>
                     <l>ceaſe thy requeſt,</l>
                     <l>I cannot kill thee yet,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L:</speaker>
                     <l>Alas, Why ſo?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>.D</speaker>
                     <l>Thou wantſt thy heart.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L:</speaker>
                     <l>Who ſtole that ſame away?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D.</speaker>
                     <l>Love whom thou ſerv'ſt,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L:</speaker>
                     <l>Entreat him if thou may.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <l>Come Cupid, come.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>C:</speaker>
                     <l>Who calleth me ſo oft,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <l>Thy Vaſſall true whom thou ſhouldſt know by right,</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>C.</speaker>
                     <l>What makes thy cry ſo faint?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L:</speaker>
                     <l>My vo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ce is ſoft.</l>
                     <l>Quite broke and ſpent, with crying day and night.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>C.</speaker>
                     <l>What then, What's thy requeſt?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L:</speaker>
                     <l>that thou reſtore,</l>
                     <l>To me my heart and ſteale the ſame no more.</l>
                     <l>And thou O death, when I poſſeſſe my heart,</l>
                     <l>Diſpatch me then at once.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D:</speaker>
                     <l>Alas, Why ſo?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <l>By promiſe thou art bound to end my ſmart.</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>D.</speaker>
                     <l>But if thy heart returne, then what's thy woe?</l>
                  </sp>
                  <sp>
                     <speaker>L.</speaker>
                     <l>That brought from froſt, it never will deſire,</l>
                     <l>To reſt with me that am more hot then fire.</l>
                  </sp>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Vpon a ſcarfe preſented.</head>
                  <l>TAke this ſcarfe, bind Cupid hand and foot,</l>
                  <l>So love muſt aske you leave before he ſhoot,</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="158" facs="tcp:5913:88"/>
                  <head>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>pon a paire of Siſſers preſented.</head>
                  <l>THeſe Siſſers doe your houſe wifery bewray,</l>
                  <l>You love to worke though you are borne to play.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Vpon a looking-glaſſe preſented.</head>
                  <l>BLind fortune doth not ſee how faire you be,</l>
                  <l>But gives a glaſſe that you your ſelfe may ſee.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Vpon a Fanne preſented.</head>
                  <l>YOu loue to ſee, and yet to be unſeene,</l>
                  <l>Take then this Fanne, to be your beauties skreene.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>On a plaine gold Ring preſented,</head>
                  <l>FOrtune doth lend you, hap it well or ill,</l>
                  <l>This plaine gold Ring to wed you to your will.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Vpon a paire of Bracelets preſented.</head>
                  <l>LAdy, your hands are fallen into a ſnare,</l>
                  <l>For Cupids manacles theſe Bracelets are.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="159" facs="tcp:5913:88"/>
                  <head>Complementall and amorous Letters. A Letter to renew affection.</head>
                  <l>ALthough I am aſſur'd I cannot dye,</l>
                  <l>In your remembrance, yet I feare leaſt I</l>
                  <l>Am like a picture veiled from the light,</l>
                  <l>And ſo can yeeld no pleaſure to the ſight.</l>
                  <l>Letters are Cupids Bellowes that doe blow,</l>
                  <l>Lovers affections, untill they doe grow</l>
                  <l>Into a flame, theſe doe let Lovers find,</l>
                  <l>The abſent bodies pleaſures by the mind.</l>
                  <l>O let me then within your thoughts revive,</l>
                  <l>And though we are farre diſtant let us ſtrive:</l>
                  <l>To meet in ſoule, Let love convey me to you,</l>
                  <l>But in a dreame, that I may ſet and woe you.</l>
                  <l>Till I doe meet againe by fates direction.</l>
                  <l>With you the Miſtris of my hearts affection.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Letter to perſwade one to be Constant.</head>
                  <l>COnſtant Love and vertue are,</l>
                  <l>In their qualities alike,</l>
                  <l>Both in darkeſt nights ſhine faire,</l>
                  <l>Like to ſtars which ſhoot and ſtrike,</l>
                  <l>Through the skies ſo love will be,</l>
                  <l>Moſt knowne in ſad adverſity.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="160" facs="tcp:5913:89"/>Therefore Love, keepe ſtill one minde,</l>
                  <l>Inſtruct the world how to Love,</l>
                  <l>Though nature doth new changes find,</l>
                  <l>Like a center never move,</l>
                  <l>But while misfortunes doe turne round;</l>
                  <l>About thee, be thou conſtant found.</l>
                  <l>Love is like a ſacred flame,</l>
                  <l>Which quench'd, can hardly be renew'd,</l>
                  <l>But is evermore the ſame,</l>
                  <l>Then let conſtancy be ſhew'd,</l>
                  <l>Virtue ſets upon a ſquare,</l>
                  <l>And conſtant friends ſtill conſtant are.</l>
                  <l>Remember all our oathes and vowes,</l>
                  <l>The bond which I on thy lips ſealed,</l>
                  <l>Heaven no perjury allowes.</l>
                  <l>Falſe hearts ſhall be at length revealed,</l>
                  <l>Though place and time our hearts divide,</l>
                  <l>They in a true Loves knot are tide.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Letter to a Maid from one that expected no portion.</head>
                  <l>IT is your beauty faireſt, not the wealth,</l>
                  <l>Your father meanes to give you but your ſelfe,</l>
                  <l>That I doe court, you have a ſtock of beauty,</l>
                  <l>Which doth exact from me moſt humble duty.</l>
                  <l>You have a ſmiling eye, whoſe every beame,</l>
                  <l>Excels the gliſtring ſands of Tagus ſtreame.</l>
                  <l>You have a moyſt ſmooth tempting cherry lip,</l>
                  <l>From whence great love himſelfe may nectar ſip,</l>
                  <l>Such a freſh colour in your Cheeke is ſpred,</l>
                  <l>That Roſes bluſh for anger and looke dead,</l>
                  <l>To ſee themſelves excel'd, white Lillies grow,</l>
                  <l>High colour'd, to thinke nature ſhould beſtow</l>
                  <l>Such beauties on you, with which to compare,</l>
                  <l>Floraes bright luſtres but eclipſed are.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="161" facs="tcp:5913:89"/>Since thy faire cheekes are but by them ſet forth,</l>
                  <l>This pale that bluſhing at thy admired worth.</l>
                  <l>A brow ſo high, ſo faire, thence day doth break,</l>
                  <l>When you doe wake, and when you pleaſe to ſpeake,</l>
                  <l>The ſpheres ſtand ſtill liſtning to heare,</l>
                  <l>Thy voyces harmony ſo ſweet, ſo cleare,</l>
                  <l>That they doe mend, their tunes thereby,</l>
                  <l>To beare with thee a Sympathy.</l>
                  <l>Let wretched miſers then their treaſures lock,</l>
                  <l>Within their cheſts, I love thee in thy ſmocke.</l>
                  <l>Nay wert thou wrapt but in a linnen blanket,</l>
                  <l>Thy naked ſelfe could all my ſenſes banquet.</l>
                  <l>Which to confirme, let but thy love be mine,</l>
                  <l>Heres heart and hand to witneſſe, I am thine.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Letter to excuſe the not viſiting a friend at ones departure out of Towne.</head>
                  <l>MY buſineſſe doth aſcribe this forc'd neglect,</l>
                  <l>Of viſit, not to want of due reſpect.</l>
                  <l>But to the violence of my affaires,</l>
                  <l>That doe tranſport me hence to meet with cares.</l>
                  <l>And make me moſt unfortunate to be,</l>
                  <l>Deprived of your happy company.</l>
                  <l>But in my abſence think I doe remaine,</l>
                  <l>Your ſervant till I doe returne againe.</l>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Yours, <hi>I. G.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="162" facs="tcp:5913:90"/>
                  <head>To a Sweet heart farre abſent in the Country.</head>
                  <l>THe Country now is happier then the Citty,</l>
                  <l>Injoying thy ſweet face which is ſo pretty,</l>
                  <l>That Hobnai<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e fellowes ſtaring doe gaze on thee,</l>
                  <l>As if thou wert ſome new come dietie.</l>
                  <l>Me thinkes I ſee thee looke beneath a hat,</l>
                  <l>Moſt ſweet and lovely, and thou askeſt what,</l>
                  <l>In market is the price of this and that,</l>
                  <l>Then tripping home thou ſteppeſt ore each ſtile,</l>
                  <l>Which makes my fancy in conceit to ſmile,</l>
                  <l>O ſtile thinke I; thou wert in happy caſe,</l>
                  <l>If thou hadſt my eyes or I had thy place,</l>
                  <l>Then comming home putſt off thy cloathes againe,</l>
                  <l>And mak'ſt thy bed moſt happy to containe,</l>
                  <l>Thy pretty limbes and then I wiſh to be,</l>
                  <l>Your bed-fellow to beare you Company,</l>
                  <l>Farewell my deareſt ſweet heart, lovelieſt Laſſe,</l>
                  <l>That doſt in features, Ladyes far ſurpaſſe.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Complementall Letter ſent to a Lady.</head>
                  <l>MAdam ſince that you are both great and good,</l>
                  <l>More noble by your vertues then your bloud,</l>
                  <l>Whoſe titles only are the badge and ſeale</l>
                  <l>Of the ſoules worth, which actions beſt reveale.</l>
                  <l>Pardon the high ambition of my love,</l>
                  <l>That ſcorning meaner objects, or to move</l>
                  <l>In an inferior Orbe, below that Sphere,</l>
                  <l>Where faire reſplendent Venus ſhineth cleare.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="163" facs="tcp:5913:90"/>Doth thus advance, and raiſe it ſelfe to find</l>
                  <l>Beauty and vertue both in one conjoyn'd,</l>
                  <l>And ſince that my affection ſtands thus faire,</l>
                  <l>Built on a noble ground and on the ſquare</l>
                  <l>Of vertue, this alone implyes, I am</l>
                  <l>No dung-hill borne, but a true Gentleman,</l>
                  <l>For never can a narrow mind poſſeſt,</l>
                  <l>With the opinion that low thoughts are beſt,</l>
                  <l>And eaſie in obtaining, hope to mount,</l>
                  <l>His love to any object of account.</l>
                  <l>Man doth not frame his owne mind, nor compoſe,</l>
                  <l>Thoſe ſoft affections which from beauty flowes.</l>
                  <l>Love hath no golden arrow but the beames,</l>
                  <l>Shot from your eyes, the which the fond boy meanes</l>
                  <l>To ſhoot at Rovers, and ſince it chanſt that I,</l>
                  <l>ſtood in the wav, whilſt that his ſhafts did flye,</l>
                  <l>Sweet Lady look upon my wounded heart,</l>
                  <l>For Ladyes heretofore by phyſickes art,</l>
                  <l>Did heale thoſe pilgrims whom religion drew,</l>
                  <l>To take great Iourneys, holy Saints to view;</l>
                  <l>This ſuperſtition made the world a baby,</l>
                  <l>But I am confident in you faire Lady:</l>
                  <l>That you can heare my prayers, and alſo cure,</l>
                  <l>The wound of love, whoſe torture I endure.</l>
                  <l>Then ſince that you can heare my juſt complaint,</l>
                  <l>Ile be a pilgrime to no other Saint.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Letter to a Gentlewoman on a Sigh.</head>
                  <l>FAireſt you deſire to know</l>
                  <l>Why I ſo often ſigh, Hi, Ho,</l>
                  <l>It is not to coole loves fire,</l>
                  <l>Every ſigh doth raiſe it higher,</l>
                  <l>Nor is it to blow my flame,</l>
                  <l>Thereby to encreaſe my paine,</l>
                  <l>But to ſhew the reaſon better,</l>
                  <l>In my ſigh marke every letter.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="164" facs="tcp:5913:91"/>The firſt H. ſtands for your hard heart,</l>
                  <l>The I, ſtands for your eye my ſmart.</l>
                  <l>The other H. my heart doth ſhow,</l>
                  <l>The O, the vowell is your no.</l>
                  <l>Thus your hard heart and beauteous eye,</l>
                  <l>And no, which doth my ſute deny,</l>
                  <l>Are the cauſe why I doe breake</l>
                  <l>My heart with ſighs which only ſpeake</l>
                  <l>In a language knowne to me,</l>
                  <l>Thus interpreted to be.</l>
                  <l>And now you know the reaſon why,</l>
                  <l>I doe ſo often Hi, Ho, cry.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Letter to excuſe the abrupt taking of a kiſſe.</head>
                  <l>IF that I did offend and doe amiſſe,</l>
                  <l>In forcing from you a conſtrained kiſſe;</l>
                  <l>Pardon my Love, that thus did think to plead,</l>
                  <l>And in behalfe of me to intercede.</l>
                  <l>Which if it hath offended, at the bar</l>
                  <l>Of mercy kiſſes to be pardoned are.</l>
                  <l>Faireſt with others, let your creature ſue,</l>
                  <l>Entreat and beg, that you would mercy ſhew,</l>
                  <l>And whilſt my kiſſes beg, happy were I,</l>
                  <l>If I might but ſo rich a beggar dye.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Letter to requeſt a Courteſie.</head>
                  <l>THe knowledge of your vertue makes me bold,</l>
                  <l>Vpon your favour, and thus to enfold</l>
                  <l>My owne deſires, in hope you will be free,</l>
                  <l>In granting of an honeſt courteſie.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="165" facs="tcp:5913:91"/>Since a requeſt which is made to a friend,</l>
                  <l>Should have a juſt aime at a noble end.</l>
                  <l>Such is my ſuit, for I ſhould bluſh to owne</l>
                  <l>A thought which being to my friend made knowne,</l>
                  <l>Should move his anger, therefore let me find</l>
                  <l>A true expreſſion of your generous mind</l>
                  <l>Adding this curteſie to many more,</l>
                  <l>Till backe againe, I can the like reſtore.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Letter to a beautifull Gentlewoman, that was reſolved to live and dye a Maid.</head>
                  <l>ARe you ſo young, ſo handſome and ſo pretty.</l>
                  <l>And yet reſolve to dye a maid? tis pitty,</l>
                  <l>Nature did give you beauty not to ſhow,</l>
                  <l>Vnto the world, but that you might beſtow,</l>
                  <l>It on ſome others, and raiſe up your like,</l>
                  <l>Hath Cupid not one arrow left to ſtrike</l>
                  <l>Your gentle boſome, or elſe will you dwell,</l>
                  <l>Within a Nunnery, or a Hermites cell?</l>
                  <l>And therefor want of natures recreation,</l>
                  <l>Commit ſin, by a wanton ſpeculation?</l>
                  <l>Looke on the Pelican, and Turtle Dove,</l>
                  <l>They both are milde and chaſte, yet both doe Love.</l>
                  <l>Looke on the Eglantine and wood bind tree,</l>
                  <l>Circling the Elme and ſuch a maid ſhould be.</l>
                  <l>Who ſhould with ſweet embraces gently wind,</l>
                  <l>About her Lover, while he proves as kind.</l>
                  <l>And doth faſt hold her in his loving armes,</l>
                  <l>Whilſt true affection both their ſoft hearts warmes.</l>
                  <l>Then doe not prove an enemy to nature,</l>
                  <l>But place your Love on me, divineſt creature,</l>
                  <l>That being come into the pleaſant fields,</l>
                  <l>Of Love, may reape the harveſt that love yeelds.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="166" facs="tcp:5913:92"/>For if to love you live not, you are dead,</l>
                  <l>Then live and love and looſe your mayden head.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Letter to a Gentlewoman in excuſe of long abſence.</head>
                  <l>MY unkind fate deſerveth blame, not I,</l>
                  <l>In robbing me of your bleſt company,</l>
                  <l>And thus my thoughts ſeeme to ſuggeſt and ſay,</l>
                  <l>Write not to me, but come your ſelfe away.</l>
                  <l>O could you fancy by imagination.</l>
                  <l>The ſorrow I ſuſtaine in contemplation.</l>
                  <l>Of my long abſence, how I ſigh and groane,</l>
                  <l>And oftentimes doe play upon the droane</l>
                  <l>Of a Tobacco-pipe, to refreſh my wits,</l>
                  <l>When they are in ſad diſcontented fits,</l>
                  <l>You would then pardon me who now doe live,</l>
                  <l>Forlorne in ſorrow, and doe ſigh, and grieve,</l>
                  <l>To thinke on you, whoſe preſence I deſire,</l>
                  <l>And burne the more, the further from the fire,</l>
                  <l>As flowers in winter hide their drooping head,</l>
                  <l>And all their glory is quite vaniſhed,</l>
                  <l>When the bright ſunne withdraweth his warme light,</l>
                  <l>And leaves the world deprived of his ſight,</l>
                  <l>So I like to a flower upon the ſtalke,</l>
                  <l>Wither, whilſt I in diſcontent doe walke,</l>
                  <l>Wanting thoſe beames of comfort which proceed</l>
                  <l>From your faire eyes, that doe both warme and feed,</l>
                  <l>My cold diſtreſſed heart, for how can I</l>
                  <l>But droope, deprived of your company?</l>
                  <l>I have no eſſence now, for I did hold,</l>
                  <l>My life from you, I gave away and ſold</l>
                  <l>My ſelfe unto your ſervice, ſtill to be,</l>
                  <l>Your conſtant ſervant and your votary,</l>
                  <l>And though I muſt be abſent ſome few houres,</l>
                  <l>Yet know deare love, my heart is ſealed yours.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="167" facs="tcp:5913:92"/>
                  <head>A Complementall Letter.</head>
                  <l>HEaven bleſſe my Love in whoſe ſweet favour,</l>
                  <l>I deſire alone to thrive,</l>
                  <l>Let fickle mindes ſeeke change and waver,</l>
                  <l>To be conſtant I will ſtrive,</l>
                  <l>Yours I am, and have no thought</l>
                  <l>That can reach beyond my Love,</l>
                  <l>But downe to you tis <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="2+ letters">
                        <desc>••…</desc>
                     </gap>ickly brought,</l>
                  <l>From heaven below, to heaven above.</l>
                  <l>You are my heaven here of content,</l>
                  <l>Whither my thoughts doe aſpire,</l>
                  <l>This life is but a kind of Baniſhment,</l>
                  <l>Till I enjoy my hearts deſire.</l>
                  <l>Therefore before my winged ſoule hence fleet,</l>
                  <l>Let this one comfort unto you be given,</l>
                  <l>That in the ſpheare of love our ſoules may meet,</l>
                  <l>And both together take their flight to heaven.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A maydes Letter fearing a growing ſhame.</head>
                  <l>BLame not a Mayd, if ſhe doth thus diſcover,</l>
                  <l>What ſhe doth bluſh to tell, her faithleſſe Lover.</l>
                  <l>I know I urge but an unhappy ſuite,</l>
                  <l>Who loves the tree when he hath got the fruit?</l>
                  <l>Yet thinke upon your vowes and falſe temptation,</l>
                  <l>Let former love move your commiſeration,</l>
                  <l>This paper will not bluſh, whilſt it doth tell,</l>
                  <l>That former pleaſures now make ſorrowes ſwell.</l>
                  <l>You have enough undone me, doe not be,</l>
                  <l>For too much kindneſſe cruell unto me.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="168" facs="tcp:5913:93"/>Thinke on the ſtory of the Trojan Queene,</l>
                  <l>In whom my picture may be lively ſeene.</l>
                  <l>For when that ſhe had made her ſelfe the feaſt,</l>
                  <l>To entertaine Encas her falſe gueſt,</l>
                  <l>He hoiſted up his ſailes, and nere would view</l>
                  <l>The Rovall Queene whom his unkindneſſe ſlew.</l>
                  <l>Poore ſilly mayd deceiv'd by your temptation,</l>
                  <l>I was orecome, our ſtories have relation.</l>
                  <l>I doe intreat you then if you would have</l>
                  <l>A happy life, and find a quiet grave;</l>
                  <l>That you would view me, not as in Loves bed,</l>
                  <l>But in the Paradiſe of my maiden-head.</l>
                  <l>And had I ſo continued, I had bin</l>
                  <l>Preſerv'd in Virgin pureneſſe, cleere from ſin.</l>
                  <l>Now like a weeping penitent, I come,</l>
                  <l>In hope to move you to compaſſion.</l>
                  <l>Reſtore the ruines of my maiden honor,</l>
                  <l>And think thus with your ſelfe, ſhall I go from her,</l>
                  <l>That was ſo kind to me that ſhe would venture,</l>
                  <l>On promis'd mariage, to ſeale loves indenture?</l>
                  <l>O heare thy Conſcience that would thus informe thee,</l>
                  <l>And for my loving folly, doe not ſcorne me.</l>
                  <l>But let your Love be mutually expreſt,</l>
                  <l>In confidence whereof my rhoughts doe reſt.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>A Letter of thanks to a Gentlewoman for ſome favour received.</head>
                  <l>ALL is from your free mercy, for I know,</l>
                  <l>All merits are cryed downe, as far below</l>
                  <l>Your favours, wh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ch you doe moſt freely leave,</l>
                  <l>With ſuch as be unworthy to receive</l>
                  <l>Such livelv comforts, but therein I find,</l>
                  <l>The true d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>vinity of a worthy minde.</l>
                  <l>That on the pooreſt and unworthieſt ſpirit,</l>
                  <l>Doth let fall bleſſings far beyond all merit.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="169" facs="tcp:5913:93"/>And with this bounty, you excite and move,</l>
                  <l>My ſoule to wonder and admire your love.</l>
                  <l>Knowing not how to render thanks as due,</l>
                  <l>For ſuch expreſſions, which ſo faire doe ſhew,</l>
                  <l>That the endeavour of my life will be,</l>
                  <l>Too meane requitals of your courteſie.</l>
                  <l>But yet I hope to prove no barren ſand,</l>
                  <l>Nor by ingratitude, a fruitleſſe land.</l>
                  <l>That doth deceive the husbandmans deſires,</l>
                  <l>And both his limbes, and expectation tyres.</l>
                  <l>But all my powers ſhall labor with much ſtrength,</l>
                  <l>Of thankfulneſſe, to pay your love at length.</l>
                  <l>And may I nere know comfort if I prove</l>
                  <l>Vngratefull to the merit of your love.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To Miſtris <hi>Penelope,</hi> Natures Maſter-Peece, the lover expreſſes his flames of affection,</head>
                  <l>WOnder of beauty on whom I repoſe</l>
                  <l>Such hope of comfort, that I muſt diſcloſe</l>
                  <l>To you my ſecret thoughts, and dare to name</l>
                  <l>My ſufferings, how I martyr'd in the flame</l>
                  <l>Of your affection burne, Let not your ſcorne,</l>
                  <l>Increaſe my ſorrowes, ſo to make me mourne.</l>
                  <l>Till love increaſe in ſtrength, and doe blaze higher,</l>
                  <l>And my ſad aſhes, are conſum'd with fire.</l>
                  <l>Which ſhould not be, for I doe not alone</l>
                  <l>Doate on thoſe beames which from your eves are throwne.</l>
                  <l>Nor on your cheekes which are the nuptiall bed,</l>
                  <l>Where Roſes are with Lillies muryed.</l>
                  <l>Nor on your lippes which cloſed ſeeme to ſmoother</l>
                  <l>Their beauty, and doe only kiſſe each other,</l>
                  <l>Theſe peeces of your beauty with a ſmile,</l>
                  <l>May ſeeme to build up a ſweet funerall pile.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="170" facs="tcp:5913:94"/>For common Lovers, but my fancy tooke,</l>
                  <l>Another courſe, for it doth dare to looke</l>
                  <l>Into your ſoule, which crown'd with vertue ſits,</l>
                  <l>Govern'd by reaſon, not by paſſions fits,</l>
                  <l>And weares a powerfull charme, that both inſpires</l>
                  <l>All hearts with holy thoughts and good deſires,</l>
                  <l>For vertue hidden from the common ſight,</l>
                  <l>Shines out in you, as gliſtering ſtars by night</l>
                  <l>Peepe through a cloud, that all may gaze and ſee,</l>
                  <l>Your glorious parts, cloath'd in mortality.</l>
                  <l>So that I am afraid here to deſcribe,</l>
                  <l>Your ſweet perfections, leaſt they ſhould be ſpy'd</l>
                  <l>By Angels, who dreſt in ſome mortall ſhape,</l>
                  <l>Would from the heavens make a ſwift eſcape.</l>
                  <l>To Court you in a dreame, and ſo would ſtay,</l>
                  <l>With you on earth, forgetfull of the way.</l>
                  <l>Backe unto heaven, whilſt that they did prove,</l>
                  <l>Rivals to me, in ſeeking of your love.</l>
                  <l>Therefore the flames of my affections are,</l>
                  <l>Ingenuous, and not like the common ſnare</l>
                  <l>Of Love, which is plac'd only in the bloud,</l>
                  <l>For though I burne my paine is underſtood</l>
                  <l>By ſuch a character, as may be given,</l>
                  <l>Though it is a flame, it is deriv'd from heaven.</l>
                  <l>Kindled from a ſmall ſparke, that here doth ſhine,</l>
                  <l>On earth, and hath a nature that's divine.</l>
                  <l>O Sweet Penelope thy beauties be</l>
                  <l>But a faire abſtract or epitome</l>
                  <l>Of brighteſt luſters, or a ſtreame that lead</l>
                  <l>Me on, unto the pureſt fountaines head,</l>
                  <l>Then let me burne ſtill, with a flame moſt cleare,</l>
                  <l>From ſinfull dregges, ſo that my love appeare</l>
                  <l>An imitation of divineſt love;</l>
                  <l>And if my flames too violent doe prove,</l>
                  <l>This ſhall at laſt be my concluding prayer,</l>
                  <l>Let heaven and Penelope both ſhare</l>
                  <l>Of my poore heart, which thus now burning lyes,</l>
                  <l>Being her martyr, and heavens ſacrifice.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="171" facs="tcp:5913:94"/>
                  <head>To Miſtris <hi>E.B.</hi> Sent her with a RING.</head>
                  <l>ROund is the world, and ſo is love,</l>
                  <l>No art can find out the beginning</l>
                  <l>Of circles, thoſe on ſeas doe move,</l>
                  <l>Come round againe, by natures bringing,</l>
                  <l>And thoſe that travell in loves ring,</l>
                  <l>From one point doe at firſt begin,</l>
                  <l>Of affection, and having found,</l>
                  <l>Love for love are then come round.</l>
                  <l>So this ring ſent, ſhall be</l>
                  <l>Loves compaſſe, both to you and me,</l>
                  <l>By which we to ſaile may venture,</l>
                  <l>Till we meet both in one center.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To a pretty witty ſcornefull Gentlewoman be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing proud of her beauty, and after troub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led with the greene ſickneſſe.</head>
                  <l>IF I were young as you are, I would prove,</l>
                  <l>A tyrant unto all, that ſought my love,</l>
                  <l>To flout them, and to heare Narciſſus cry,</l>
                  <l>Echo O Echo, for thy love I die,</l>
                  <l>And periſh in the funotaine of thy face,</l>
                  <l>What art thou gon, and leav'ſt me in this caſe?</l>
                  <l>Ile walke away, and my ſad ſtory tell,</l>
                  <l>Vnto the Ghoſts that in Eliſium dwell.</l>
                  <l>Thus might I play the mad man but my deare</l>
                  <l>And faireſt creature in whom doth appeare</l>
                  <l>Glorious perfections, tell me would you have</l>
                  <l>Me dye for love, or weepe into my grave?</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="172" facs="tcp:5913:95"/>And give my body to the Wormes to eate,</l>
                  <l>Their legacy, on one, is womans meate.</l>
                  <l>O no, your knowledge will inſtruct you fuller,</l>
                  <l>And tell you, that your owne cheeke is growne duller</l>
                  <l>Then it was uſuall, death it ſeemes hath ſtrooke,</l>
                  <l>A paleneſſe in it, and away hath tooke</l>
                  <l>The former beauty, which he did to be</l>
                  <l>Revenged, for your ſcornefulneſſe to me.</l>
                  <l>Death ſayes, that you this choiſe ſhall only have,</l>
                  <l>Either to marry me, or elſe your grave.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To a weeping Widdow, wiſhing her to wipe away Teares, with the conceit of a ſecond Husband.</head>
                  <l>ENough of Teares, their date expires,</l>
                  <l>Doe not three dayes raiſe freſh deſires</l>
                  <l>In you, or have you all ſence loſt,</l>
                  <l>Is your bloud turned to a froſt?</l>
                  <l>A widdowes griefe ſhould alwaies be</l>
                  <l>An out ſide of formality,</l>
                  <l>Or like a herſe cloth, that is laid,</l>
                  <l>Vpon the Coffin, which convai'd</l>
                  <l>Into the grave, the mourning blacke,</l>
                  <l>Is folded up, and ſo ſent backe.</l>
                  <l>Your ſorrow like the cloth laid on,</l>
                  <l>The herſe, ſhould not be convaid home</l>
                  <l>With you, why ſhould you vexe your ſelfe,</l>
                  <l>With fruitleſſe ſorrowes, can your wealth</l>
                  <l>Or teares, which from your eyes doe raine,</l>
                  <l>Call your late ſpouſe to life againe?</l>
                  <l>O would you doe him ſo much wrong,</l>
                  <l>That he having gotten from the throng</l>
                  <l>Of men, out of this world to be</l>
                  <l>Bleſt with the Angels company;</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="173" facs="tcp:5913:95"/>Should back againe returne to give</l>
                  <l>Comfort to you, and here to live</l>
                  <l>A ſecond pilgrimage, would you wiſh,</l>
                  <l>Him for you to leave heavens bliſſe?</l>
                  <l>Be comforted, and let not ſorrow</l>
                  <l>From your face ſuch beauty borrow,</l>
                  <l>But make it lovely, blacke becomes,</l>
                  <l>Only funerals and Nunnes.</l>
                  <l>There is no muſicke in the grave,</l>
                  <l>Though one be loſt, ſtill you may have</l>
                  <l>Another husband, and I am bold,</l>
                  <l>To aske you, whether you can hold,</l>
                  <l>A good opinion, of my Love,</l>
                  <l>Which in theſe characters doth move</l>
                  <l>As active, to give you content,</l>
                  <l>You know ſweet widdow, what is meant</l>
                  <l>By active, you doe never bluſh,</l>
                  <l>At words, nor yet once piſh or tuſh,</l>
                  <l>As maides doe uſe in modeſty,</l>
                  <l>Who will their owne deſires deny.</l>
                  <l>For Widdowes with a better apprehenſion,</l>
                  <l>Should know, the ſecretſt thoughts intention,</l>
                  <l>Then faire one, if this letter woo you,</l>
                  <l>Let it not be unwelcome to you.</l>
                  <l>But when you doe rip up the Seale,</l>
                  <l>And read what this ſheet doth reveale</l>
                  <l>Vnto your knowledge, let your bloud</l>
                  <l>Informe you, that the lines are good,</l>
                  <l>Touching quicke, and he that writ</l>
                  <l>This Letter, doth your fancy fit.</l>
                  <l>For letters unto widdowes ſent,</l>
                  <l>Should be like challenges full bent,</l>
                  <l>To dare them from City or Court,</l>
                  <l>To play a prize, at Cupids ſport.</l>
                  <l>But you will ſay that I doe Ieſt,</l>
                  <l>And doe maintaine within my breſt</l>
                  <l>A wanton flame, I cannot mourne</l>
                  <l>With you, nor yet with ſorrow turne</l>
                  <l>Like Niobe into a ſtone, but live</l>
                  <l>I would that I might comfort give</l>
                  <l>To you ſweet widdow, then be content,</l>
                  <l>To make me yours, ſans complement.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="174" facs="tcp:5913:96"/>
                  <head>To a young Mayd.</head>
                  <l>COme thou faireſt maſter-peece,</l>
                  <l>Of natures worke, her golden fleece,</l>
                  <l>Let me injoy thee, flower, will fade,</l>
                  <l>If not refreſht, dye not a maid,</l>
                  <l>Let us agree to appoint a day,</l>
                  <l>To gather flowers, why ſhould you ſtay</l>
                  <l>So long a Virgin, what have you done,</l>
                  <l>To nature and your ſelfe? a Nunne</l>
                  <l>Deſerves not beautie, it is a mate,</l>
                  <l>Makes Cupids darling fortunate.</l>
                  <l>Since youth and beauty then invite</l>
                  <l>You thus to play, for your delight,</l>
                  <l>Let loves tables opened be,</l>
                  <l>Feare not, you are well match'd with me,</l>
                  <l>Stake your maiden-head, you ſhall chooſe,</l>
                  <l>Whether you will winne or looſe,</l>
                  <l>Or if you looſe, I doe beleeve,</l>
                  <l>You will not for your loſſe once grieve.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To a young Gentlewoman, that diſdained her Lover</head>
                  <l>ONce more I have preſum'd to eaſe my griefe,</l>
                  <l>With theſe ſad lines, in hope of ſome reliefe,</l>
                  <l>O wretched I, that ſuffer in the flame,</l>
                  <l>Of love, yet dare not of my love complaine,</l>
                  <l>Nor ſighs nor teares, will I in this caſe uſe,</l>
                  <l>Nor thee my love, will I at all accuſe,</l>
                  <l>Since tis my cruell fate, that I muſt be</l>
                  <l>Martyr'd with love, and only dye for thee.</l>
                  <l>Yet let me aske one queſtion, are they leaſt</l>
                  <l>Rewarded with true love, that doe love beſt,</l>
                  <l>Or is it but in me, held an offence,</l>
                  <l>To love you, ſince that the ſweet influence,</l>
                  <l>Of one faire ſmile from you, renews lifes flame,</l>
                  <l>And one ſad frowne, can put it out againe,</l>
                  <l>Like a third ſiſter? If you Love deny,</l>
                  <l>You cut my thred of life, and I muſt dye.</l>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="175" facs="tcp:5913:96"/>
                  <head>A complementall Letter to a Beautifull young Gentlewoman.</head>
                  <l>FOr me to prayſe your beauty, would appeare</l>
                  <l>A flattery, for when the ſunne ſhines cleare,</l>
                  <l>All doe admire his beames, even ſo your eyes,</l>
                  <l>Are like to ſtars, that ſhine in beauties skies,</l>
                  <l>And have a kind of influence below,</l>
                  <l>To make hearts all obedience to you ſhow,</l>
                  <l>Your cheekes are Roſes, and your haire is amber,</l>
                  <l>The odor of your breath perfumes your Chamber,</l>
                  <l>Your lips are like unto the reſpaſſe berry.</l>
                  <l>Or like unto a full ripe ſwelling cherry,</l>
                  <l>Your brow is Cupids bow, moſt ſweetly bent,</l>
                  <l>From whence loves golden arrow ſtill is ſent,</l>
                  <l>Your breſts are like unto a paire of mountaines,</l>
                  <l>Not yet reſolved into nectar fountaines,</l>
                  <l>Till love a pleaſant moyſture to them brings,</l>
                  <l>And raiſes up on them two happy ſprings,</l>
                  <l>But then below, there lies the happy vally,</l>
                  <l>Where young Adonis did with Venus dallie.</l>
                  <l>And to behold it ſeemed much aſhamed,</l>
                  <l>He bluſht, and ſo this vally is yet unnamed.</l>
                  <l>Yet howſoever it be not expreſt,</l>
                  <l>Lovers have fancies, to conceive it beſt,</l>
                  <l>Thus I acknowledge you, divineſt creature,</l>
                  <l>To be a modell of the ſweeteſt feature.</l>
                  <l>Then ſince that nature hath adorn'd each part.</l>
                  <l>With ſuch perfections, I doe hope your heart,</l>
                  <l>Is of ſo ſweet a temper, to let fall</l>
                  <l>Pitty on him, who doth not know at all</l>
                  <l>The art of Complements, for Love is beſt,</l>
                  <l>When it is naked, with plaine words expreſt,</l>
                  <l>Yet if you pleaſe to reckon me for one,</l>
                  <l>That am devoted in affection,</l>
                  <l>Vnto your ſervice, I ſhall repute of this,</l>
                  <l>As earths chiefe happineſſe and heavens bliſſe.</l>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="176" facs="tcp:5913:97"/>
                  <head>Phraſes, for the beginnings of Letters, for our greater ſpeede in our urgent occaſions.</head>
                  <p>DEſiring to refreſh the memory of your good will.</p>
                  <p>I thanke you for the courteſie I received at your hands.</p>
                  <p>I pray you honour me ſo much, as to beare my Neece company.</p>
                  <p>Let mee requeſt this courteſie at your hands.</p>
                  <p>I muſt intreate you to have me excuſed.</p>
                  <p>I am wonderfully taken with the read<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of your Letters.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> I am not ignorant of the affection you beare to me.</p>
                  <p>There ſhall be nothing wanting in mee who have beene alwayes tender of your ho<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>nour.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> I have well conſidered of your friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip, and the worthy affection you bear mee.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="177" facs="tcp:5913:97"/>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> Let me adviſe you, not to let ſlip this opportunity.</p>
                  <p>Excuſe me, if my haſte force me to be too familiar with you.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Phraſes for the concluſions of Letters in haſte.</head>
                  <p>VVHerefore I pray you adviſe me, or give me counſell, ſince in all things you may diſpoſe of me.</p>
                  <p>Wherefore be pleaſed to excuſe me.</p>
                  <p>Wherefore I doe againe deſire you.</p>
                  <p>I will employ all my power in it.</p>
                  <p>The beſt intereſt, or uſe which you ſhall have for the money you lent mee, is, that I will here confeſſe and ſubſcribe my ſelfe, your, <hi>&amp;c.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>So as you will have a little patience, I will doe you reaſon, or, I will doe all that ſhall be fitting.</p>
                  <p>When you ſhall have need of my ware, or of any thing my ſhoppe affords, it is at your command, or ſervice.</p>
                  <p>In any thing, wherein I ſhall have the
<pb n="178" facs="tcp:5913:98"/>
meanes to ſerve you, I will doe it with a very good will.</p>
                  <p>If you have need of mee, I pray you ſpare me not ſince I am alwayes yours.</p>
                  <p>If you thinke good, I pray you ſend for it, for it is at your command.</p>
                  <p>I ſhall acquit my ſelfe therein, as I ſhould doe in my owne buſineſſe.</p>
                  <p>You ſhall find me alwayes ready to obey you.</p>
                  <p>If you deale well with me now, you will give mee occaſion to pleaſure you another time.</p>
                  <p>If you ſend not the ſumme you owe mee, you will conſtraine mee to take ſome other courſe.</p>
                  <p>I pray you adviſe me in it.</p>
                  <p>I will ever doe it with all my heart:</p>
                  <p>I will not faile to advertiſe you.</p>
                  <p>All that I have, it is at your command.</p>
                  <p>I will take the boldneſſe to ſalute you, with my moſt humble recommends.</p>
                  <p>I ſhall doe it with as good a will, as I now recommend mee to your good favour, with my prayers to God, to give you even what your heart deſireth.</p>
                  <p>Deſiring God to give you the continu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance,
<pb n="179" facs="tcp:5913:98"/>
and increaſe of all kinde of proſperity, with my prayers to God, to give you, with your perfect health, the accompliſhment of your wiſhes.</p>
                  <p>Praying to God for your contentment. Even ſo I take my leave.</p>
                  <p>And ſo I reſt or remaine for ever, ever<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>more, alwaies, <hi>Yours,</hi> &amp;c.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <head>The Garden-Knot of faire and rare Letters of Complement.</head>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>An offer of ſervice.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> Theſe ſtrokes of my hand, ſhall ſerve to intreat you to honour me with yours, and to confirme to you anew the purpoſe I have alwayes had in my ſoule, which is a perfect will to live faithfully, that I may die conſtant.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Yours,</hi> Sir.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="180" facs="tcp:5913:99"/>
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> This my duty ſhall confirme the reſt, which I deſire to yeeld you by my ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice. With this requeſt, that you hold mee ſtill in your remembrance, as him that ſhall never affect other merit then that of obey<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing you, whereby to be by you eſteemed,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>The moſt obedient of all <hi>Your</hi> ſervants.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another upon the ſending of a token.</head>
                  <p>SEE, <hi>Sir,</hi> I doe not forget you, witneſſe this preſent, and a thouſand more evi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dences, which I ſhall give you for ſecu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity of my continued affection; and in all occaſions, you ſhall finde me what I pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſe, that is,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Yours.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter of requeſt to entertaine a friend.</head>
                  <p>SIr, If I can tel how to crave of you, much better can I obey you: but for lacke of your commands, I make my prayers to you
<pb n="181" facs="tcp:5913:99"/>
and eſpecially for this, to honour this friend of mine with your fauour; he ſhall be obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged, and bound to you; hee, as indifferent, and I, <hi>Sir,</hi> as</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> moſt affectionate <hi>Servant.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another to the ſame effect.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>MY paſſionate deſire to doe you ſervice emboldens mee to take pen in hand, to beſeech you to doe this friend of mine a favour; the matter is but ſmall, but the acknowledgment ſhall be great. I ſhall expect this courteſie of you, as you from me will looke for all manner of ſervice, ſith in very deed <hi>Sir,</hi> I am</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> moſt humble <hi>Servant.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter for Anſwer to requeſts.</head>
                  <p>I Honour your requeſts too much to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſe them, much more your commands to refuſe them; ſo that by obliging you, I content my ſelfe. I have therefore effected your will, which I account mine owne, with as much vehemence, as ſhall be requi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſite
<pb n="182" facs="tcp:5913:100"/>
for your ſervice: for whilſt I am any thing, <hi>Sir,</hi> I am,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Your Servant.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another humble expreſſion of ones ſelfe to a friend.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> I am ſo deſtined to obey you, that I ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver had a more paſſionate deſire in my ſoule for any thing, endeavour then to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent me, by making uſe of my ſervices, for they belong to you, and I beſtow them on you; without reſerving ought, but the ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour of that employment, ſith that will make mee ſtill appeare, whereſoever I am, like my ſelfe, which is,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your moſt humble,</hi> &amp;c.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> Your requeſts are effected, and by con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſequent, my deſires accompliſhed; the one depending on the other: for the leaſt of thoſe things that may pleaſure you, ſhall bee alwayes my contentment. Spare not then my ſervices, that I may obey you; for ſhould they bee unworthy of your com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands,
<pb n="183" facs="tcp:5913:100"/>
remember at leaſt, how they pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed, <hi>Sir,</hi> from</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Your moſt humble Servitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter of Excuſe.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> Though you were deprived of my Letters, you were not of my remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance: but if the want of a good oppor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunitie will excuſe me, my good will muſt ſatisfie you. And indeed I had no newes to ſend you, <hi>Sir,</hi> ſave only, that I am alwayes</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Yours.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>To a ſicke friend.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> Being aſcertained of your ſickneſſe, I was no more in doubt of mine owne harme, ſith the leaſt you feele, is to mee an extreame griefe. Now if my prayers can doe any thing for your health, and conſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quently, for my comfort, you will be ſoone well, and I content,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Who am, your moſt humble.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="184" facs="tcp:5913:101"/>
                  <head>A Letter to her Sweet heart.</head>
                  <p>YOu binde mee and unbinde, pardon me faireſt, if this word offend thee, when you tell mee you love mee, can I have any greater obligation? the offence is not ſmall that you had not written to mee, but that you promiſed me, for I am indebted to your promiſe, and not to your loue: remember I beſeech you that I am not yours, becauſe I have promiſed you, but becauſe I am truely yours, and that I deſire not Letters for the conditions that are betweene us, but for the ſole witneſſe of your good will not wel-comming them as merchandizes, but as be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſent me from a wounded heart,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Thus I am thine, Farewell.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter from a quondam Miſtris.</head>
                  <p>SIr, ſince I am conſtrain'd by my fathers commands, I muſt intreate you to end that love which heretofore I conjured you
<pb n="185" facs="tcp:5913:101"/>
to keepe eternall. I am intended for an advancement, yet can I not leave ſenſibly to feele the ſeparation of our loves, yet ſince it is folly to contrary that which muſt fall out otherwiſe, I counſell you to arme your ſelfe with ſtrong reſolutions, and ſo to forget all that hath paſt betweene us that you have no memory of mee, as I for duties ſake am con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrained to forget thee,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Being now not my owne.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>His Anſwer.</head>
                  <p>GOe paper more happy then him that ſends thee, accompanied with thy blots inſtead of teares kiſſe her hands, which ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving kiſt, ſince ſhee hath robbed mee of my heart, certifie her that day and night, I turne my ſelfe into ſtreames of teares to waſh away her unfaithfulnes, tell her faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full paper that by unbe<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g>ding the bow ſhe can never heale the wound which ſhee hath made in her faith, and my love, and that my griefes ſhall witneſſe to the world that as ſhee is moſt faire, ſo ſhe is moſt unconſtant
<pb n="186" facs="tcp:5913:102"/>
to her Lover who can finde content in no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but death, and therefore bids her for ever farewell.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter to a Lord protesting Love.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> I received your Letter and withall peruſed thoſe undeſerved commendations of my perfections as you call them, to which you annexed the proteſtations of your ſervice, which you muſt give me leave to queſtion, for I ſhall alwaies doubt whi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſo honorable a perſonage as your Lord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip can yeeld ſervice to ſo meane a Ladie, or if Love had ſuch power, whether you would obey: now worthy <hi>Sir,</hi> upon theſe warrants and your free offers of ſervice, I binde you by a courteous requeſt to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clude a ſpeedy peace, that I may without danger of hoſtility repaire to Dianaes tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple, ſo ſhall I be bound to doe you any ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nourable favour, Farewell.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="187" facs="tcp:5913:102"/>
                  <head>His ſhort anſwer.</head>
                  <p>MY deereſt, if the diſſembling which you injoyne me to, be to cauſe me to dye of griefe, you may eaſily doe it with a frowne, and then my death will give you a ſpeedy and deplorable demonſtration how truly I have loved you, Farewell.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Her Anſwer.</head>
                  <p>IF there be any thing in you that pleaſes me, your death is the leaſt: the acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgement of your fault hath ſatisfied me, and I will have no other revenge of your boldneſſe then the miſeries you ſuffer: know your ſelfe better hereafter.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Farewell, and live, cheriſh your ſelfe and hope.</salute>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="188" facs="tcp:5913:103"/>
                  <head>A Letter on his Mistris in his abſence.</head>
                  <p>Faireſt, I left thee with griefe, but am re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turned with pleaſure and contentment, deny me not therefore thy preſence, but let me ſee thee, that I may recount my fortunes to thee who art the fortune of my fortunes,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Farewell.</salute>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter proteſting affection.</head>
                  <p>IF I have not alwaies loved you, let me ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver be beloved of any, if my affections doe ever change, let my preſent misfortunes never change, If you beleeve not the oath I have made you, take what proofe you will of mee, and you ſhall find that I am more yours, then I can aſſure you by my true, but moſt feeble words, Farewell.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="189" facs="tcp:5913:103"/>
                  <head>To congratulate a friend.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> I much rejoyce at the ſucceſſe of your buſineſſe, and even ſo, as if it had arrived to mee, I could not more celebrate it in my ſoule; ſo much doe I tender your content: but this is but a duty, to the friendſhippe I owe you; and a neceſſity, to the zeale I have to your ſervice, wherein I doe but ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lige me to my ſelfe: meane while be it how it will, the ſame proceeds but from,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Your moſt humble.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A farewell to a friend going a neceſſary Voyage.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> an irkeſome neceſſity deprives me a long while from the honour of your pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence (but not without griefe) for your con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſation is ſo pleaſing to me, that I have al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes preferred it before all manner of de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lights. Iudge now therefore, if ſeparated
<pb n="190" facs="tcp:5913:104"/>
from you, I can live content: but for all that, I muſt ſuffer this harme, ſith it is ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary for my good. Meane while, remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber your ſelfe, that I ſhall never forget you, and where ever I be, will appeare as I am,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Yours.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Excuſe.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> If lawfull excuſes exempt duty, I am abſolved of the promiſes I have made you, through the importunity of affaires that have befallen mee: it grieves mee neverthe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe, for not keeping my word with you, and that griefe, with my good will, may ſatisfie you, I ſhall ſhortly doe my ſelfe the happineſſe to ſee you, and the honour to ſerve you,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Sith I am <hi>Yours,</hi> &amp;c.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Of a new married man to his Brother in Law.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> The honour of your alliance is ſo deare to you, that I ſhall never thinke me more happy, then when I ſhall deeme my ſelfe capable to deſerve it. This duty will witneſſe to you, how conſiderable you are
<pb n="191" facs="tcp:5913:104"/>
with mee, which at once hath given mee, with the deſire to know you, the will to ſerve you, I have no other paſſion in my ſoule, nor other ambition, in my deſignes: it is all I hope for, it is every thing I looke for, yea, with ſo much impatience as I have left off my liberty (after ſo ſweet a ſervitude) to live faithfull, that I may dye conſtant</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>The moſt humble of your <hi>Servants.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter by way of protestation.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIr,</hi> The honour of your friendſhip ſo ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligeth me to make ſome worthy acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgment, that I am all full of will to ſerve you, and as full of default in the perfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mance; I will therefore waite the time and occaſion, wherein by your command I may ſignallize my obedience, which ſhall al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes, and whereſoever I be, make mee ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peare as I am,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>That is, <hi>Your,</hi> &amp;c.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="192" facs="tcp:5913:105"/>
                  <head>Another of a friend obliged by favours.</head>
                  <p>SIR, you ſtill delight in obliging ſuch as are moſt beholding unto you; I am wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes of it, and your courteſie is the triall: ſo that I am aſhamed to be alwayes engaged, without ſo much as the hope ever to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge the favour rightly. Neverthe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe, if a fervent paſſion perfectly zealous for your ſervice, can ſatisfie you in my de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faults, accept of it, I beſeech you, ſince it pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeds,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>From your moſt humble, &amp;c.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>To complaine for ſome offence.</head>
                  <p>SIR, Your words offend much, and your deeds much more; I pitie them both; the one makes you ſeeme milde, and the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, raſh; I thinke you are not the man to repent it: but he that does ill, is not abſol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved for being ſorry for it, bee muſt doe pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance
<pb n="193" facs="tcp:5913:105"/>
for it. Looke to your owne matters therefore, that you may never talke of o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers. I take nothing in jeſt, when one pin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ches me. If you doubt it, there's my Name, which ſhall make good my words.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>N.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A preſentment of ſervice.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> It is long ſince, that too much diſcretion hath kept me from writing to you; and it may be too much boldneſſe permits it me now: I pray you therefore pardon me, before you judge me guilty: that ſo I may bee rather abſolved, then accuſed: for although I had no other purpoſe, then to tender you my ſervice, as now I doe, with my faith to boote, for aſſurance of my fide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity: yet am I fearefull of too much under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taking: but howſoever, chaſtiſe me as you pleaſe. <hi>Miſtris,</hi> Ther's my Name and Sur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>name,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> humble, and moſt affectionate <hi>Servant.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="194" facs="tcp:5913:106"/>
                  <head>Another of Love.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> Sith at the ſole aſpect of your eyes, my heart ſighes for love, as ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken with your wonders; I ſhall inceſſant<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly bleſſe the day of your acquaintance, and conſequently of her that is the moſt per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectly faire on earth: and already reſigning my will to yours, I will ſo paſſionately che<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſh my thraldome, that the feare alone of being free will make mee miſerable. Make good my purpoſe then Sweet, <hi>Miſtris,</hi> But alwayes in this qualitie, of your moſt affectionate Servant.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> When to admire you I ſtaid mine eyes at your object, my heart inſenſiblie taken, bewailed her captivity; ſo as I found my ſelfe in love, before I had
<pb n="591" facs="tcp:5913:106"/>
ſo much as the hope to be ſo. And yet I ſhould not complaine; I rather will bleſſe the day that bereft mee of my liberty with the ſole armes of your merits, without re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerving any freedome to my ſelfe,</p>
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                     <signed>
                        <hi>Miſtris,</hi> other then the word to ſpeake me, Your ſervant.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>LAdy,</hi> I have ſuch an inclination to your love, that I muſt neds be deſtined for your ſervice. Now if it be a fatall inſtinct in me, that my obeiſance ſhould waite upon the honour of your commands, is it not ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary for you,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Miſtris,</hi> To believe me to be your ſervant?</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> If admiration have onely eyes for your beauty, and if <hi>Cupid</hi> be not blinde, but to eſchew hurts from you, can I
<pb n="196" facs="tcp:5913:107"/>
have an heart without loving you, or a ſoule without adoring you? And can I be mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tall, and not ſenſible of your charmes? Oh no, <hi>Miſtris,</hi> I have too much honour, in be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing your Captive; and too much glory, in being your ſlave.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> This inſtant letter will tell you I am your ſervant. If you aske me the cauſe: It is your merit, and the effect ſhall be my obedience, if you deeme mee as wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy of your commands, as you are of my ſervices, I have a <hi>Miſtris</hi> to my wiſh, and by conſequence, am</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> Servitour, &amp;c.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> I am yours: for having no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing to offer you worthy of your merit, I beſtow my ſelfe; but it is as your Captive and ſlave.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="791" facs="tcp:5913:107"/>
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>SIth your eyes have wounded my heart, the wound is mortall. If I muſt die, it ſhall be for love. Happy death, happy cauſe! I will have no remedy, for my heart is too noble to crave a cure. Confeſſe onely you have vanquiſhed me, and I ſhall confeſſe my defeate, being it proceeds from the moſt perfect creature on earth.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter of a deſpairing Lover.</head>
                  <p>SOmtimes Love, at this time the deſpaire of Love, hath put the pen into my hand, with a purpoſe if it returne mee no redreſſe, to change it into a ſword, which promiſes mee a full though a cruell healing; the blanke paper which you have ſent mee, for an an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer, is a teſtimony of my innocency, ſince it is as if you had ſaid, you have found no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing to accuſe mee of, from whence other<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe could your ſilence proceed? if you have
<pb n="198" facs="tcp:5913:108"/>
any remembrauce of my faithfull ſervice, for pitty I deſire of you either life or death: this is all that is requeſted at your hands by your deſpairing Lover.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Her anſwere.</head>
                  <p>DRaw from your evill the knowledge of your good: if you had not bin belo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved, you could never have had a ſence of any thing; till you are forgiven, you ſhall not know your offence: in the meane ſpace hope and live.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>To a Lady promiſing revenge on his enemy.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MAdam,</hi> who doubts of my innocency ſhall bee guilty and offend againſt truth, cloſed eyes ſee not the light, though without a ſhadow it ſhine on them, eſpeci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally when thoſe eyes are ſhut againſt the brightneſſe of my Iuſtice: therefore if the bloud of mine enemy cannot waſh away
<pb n="199" facs="tcp:5913:108"/>
my ſtaine, I wil voluntarily adde thereunto mine owne, ſince that I have no other way to preſerve my life left mee, I am ready to render it; farewell.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Her anſwer.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> The wounds of the body are not al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes healed, though they be out of dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, no more they of the mind; but having removed the difficulties by your valour and prudence, you muſt give time leave to work her ordinary actions, in the meane ſpace ſhe that loves you waites an opportunity till the blemiſhes of your honor are waſht off by the expreſſions of your vertues, that you may appeare cleere, and as bright as day againe in the eyes of her that admires you.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Lovers offer of his ſervice to his Miſtris.</head>
                  <p>FAire <hi>Miſtris,</hi> had I vertue to perſwade you as you have power to make me love
<pb n="200" facs="tcp:5913:109"/>
you the diſcovery of my blazing affections would melt you, were you a mountaine of Ice, to pitty, but for that love is more ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hement in the heart, then in the tongue; I appeale to your motions for grace, if you have ever loved; if not, I hope for ſuch Iu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtice at <hi>Venus</hi> hands, that you ſhall thus much I ſay, though I place no confidence in my owne wiſhes, becauſe they convert to ayre, yet I preſume of my own indeavours, for that I have vowed my life to death, to do you ſervice, of which you can have no better aſſurance, than to imploy me, nor I a higher favour than to be</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Yours.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A letter of a lover, requeſting ſpeedy remedy</head>
                  <p>GOod <hi>Madam,</hi> Martyr me not with doubts, ſince my affections are ſo vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent, and the excellence of your beauty doth ſo exceed, ſo that the ful power of love hath made me in the ſtate of flaming flax, which is preſently to be quenched, or wil ſuddenly burne: thus longing for your gracious and ſudden anſwer, I kiſſe your hand, and am No more my owne.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="201" facs="tcp:5913:109"/>
                  <head>A Letter from a languiſhing lover.</head>
                  <p>MOre of zeale to do you ſervice, than deſire I have to live, I here preſent you my conſumed ſelfe, onely kept alive by the light of your faire beauty, that ſitteth crow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned in the palace of my heart, which bleed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing at your feet, beggeth the meanes of my cure: if you vouchſafe it I live; if not, you muſt ſee my death: and thus doubtfull be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween both, till I kiſſe your ſweet anſwer, I remaine,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Vnto my laſt gaſp <hi>Yours.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Her Anſwer.</head>
                  <p>I Am not cruell, though with difficulty I conſent to love; and for th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t your paſſions are ſo extreme, I keepe your picture in my boſome, but with what thought, I bluſh to write, though pitty be my warrant, ſo that I leave the event of our love to your conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration: for know ſweet <hi>Sir,</hi> that being over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come to ſee your paſſions ſo great, I cannot but commit my love, my honour, my ſelfe, and all to your affection, and wiſe govern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, Farewell.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="202" facs="tcp:5913:110"/>
                  <head>A Letter to his Miſtris.</head>
                  <p>FAireſt, ſince it is a common thing to love and a miracle to ſubdue affection, Let it not ſeeme ſtrange that I am a ſlave to your beauty, nor wonder though I ſue for grace, ſince the lover like a ſick patient, is inforc'd to ſeeke comfort of his miſtris: to prove that I love you, needs no other teſtimony then the witneſſe of your rare perfections, for the preſent I balme my wounds with a hope that I ſhall kiſſe your gracious hand, and that your anſwer wil returne an acceptance of the ſervice of him</p>
                  <p>Whoſe heart waiteth on your <hi>Beauty.</hi>
                  </p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter to his Miſtris, upon ſervice injoyned.</head>
                  <p>FAire <hi>Nimph,</hi> May all contents and plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſures dwell with you, as all mine de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pend
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on you, I perceive now you command mee to action, but Love which is ever ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>companied with doubts commands mee to tremble, but let heaven doe with me what it pleaſeth, I know it will not deny mee a grave.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter complainining of the cruelty of his Miſtris.</head>
                  <p>FAireſt, If your eyes were as full of va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riety as they are to cauſe love, the ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe which they promiſe at the firſt, would make me adore them with as much content<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment as they have produced in me of vaine hope; but ſo farre are they from the perfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mance of their deceitfull promiſes, that they will not ſo much as confeſſe them, and ſo wide from healing my hurt, that they will not acknowledge themſelves Authors, as if with you they purpoſe to equall crueltie with beauty, ſince you have ordained that the affection that you have cauſed to be born in me ſhould cruelly dye in me, was there ever a more unpitifull mother but I, who
<pb n="204" facs="tcp:5913:111"/>
held more deare that which came from you than my life, being unable to ſuffer ſo great an injuſtice, am reſolved to carie my affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons with me into the grave, hoping that the heavens moved at laſt, will through my pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tient ſuffering, make me as deare to you, as you are now cruell to me, Farewell.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter from a deſpairing lover.</head>
                  <p>IF you have regard to the preſumption which hath forced me to love, my death which followes it, ſhall revenge it on you; but if it be indifferent to you, I aſſure my ſelfe, that this laſt act of my affection ſhall gaine ſomwhat more in your ſoule: if it fall out ſo, I ſhall cheriſh the reſemblance of your beauty more than my birth, ſince by it I came into the world to be troubleſome to you; and by the other, I go out of it, and leave you.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="205" facs="tcp:5913:111"/>
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIstris,</hi> My heart is yours, my obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence belongs to your commands, and my whole will is yours: ſo that I have no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing free but ſpeech, to ſay, I am</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> Servitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> From the time that with your beautie, I had the knowledge of your merits, I felt ſome ſecret power, which ſweetly enforced my will to honour you, and my heart to aſpire at nought but your love. If ſo be then, that my ſervices, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of Heaven hath reſerved the integrity for your commands, may be never ſo little pleaſing to you, permit,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Mistris,</salute>
                     <signed>That I may honour my ſelfe, with this title of your <hi>Servant.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="206" facs="tcp:5913:112"/>
                  <head>Another Letter of Service.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> I have received, by way of duty, the honour of your Letter; whereby I have ſeen the ſubmiſſions of ſervices which you do me, but unfittingly, for which I am more beholding to your courteſie, then to any merit of mine: Now to accept of them were without reaſon; as to refuſe them would be held diſdainfull; I doe therefore receive the proffer, but leave the effects to your ſelfe, that ſo you may not ſerv</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Her that favours you.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> If the ſervices which your honeſty will needs yeeld mee, gather only life from my merit, or beauty, they have but their name; for there can be no defect, if there be no cauſe: So that I never having
<pb n="207" facs="tcp:5913:112"/>
any beauty, or merit, you are but my ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant in word, <hi>Sir,</hi> but I am yours in deed.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> If my duty have entertained yours, mine honeſty hath refuſed your offers, as too worthy of me, and I am unworthy of them. I ſhall nevertheleſſe, for mine owne ſake, reſerve the honour to my ſelf, <hi>Sir,</hi> who am</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> ſervant.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another to the ſame effect.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR</hi> I accuſe my duty for your ſatisfacti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, for that I have deprived you of my Letters; and confeſſe me guiltie, before you accuſe me, the rather to merit grace. Deny it me not then I beſeech you, as you regard him that begs it <hi>Sir,</hi> who is the moſt affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctionate of all your <hi>Servants.</hi>
                  </p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="208" facs="tcp:5913:113"/>
                  <head>Another to the ſame effect.</head>
                  <p>ALbeit one ſelfe ſame cauſe makes us pardonable, for having beene alike ſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent, yet doe I know my duties intereſt, in having unjuſtly deprived you, (being obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged to you as I am) of the effects of my remembrance, which grieves my ſoule, and which griefe I preſent to you, but alwaies in my quality,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>of your humble ſervitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter deſiring better acquaintance.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> Although my merit be not ſuch as may preſume to deſerve the honour I have to write to you, yet the deſire never<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>theleſſe I have to introduce my ſelfe into your acquaintance and friendſhip, hath em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>boldened me to preſent theſe lines to you, and to receive the honour of your com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands, and to tender to you the offers of my ſervice.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Yours.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="209" facs="tcp:5913:113"/>
                  <head>A Letter from on to his Miſtris.</head>
                  <p>IT is impoſſible to ſee you without loving you, but much more to love you without being extreme in that affection, ſo that if for my defence it ſhall pleaſe you to conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der this truth when this paper ſhall preſent it ſelf before your eyes, I aſſure my ſelf that the greatneſſe of my hurt ſhall obtaine by pitty as much pardon from you, as the bold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe which hath raiſed me to this worth, may merit juſt puniſhment, attending the Iudgement which you ſhall give, ſuffer me a thouſand and a thouſand times to kiſſe your faire hands and reſt.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter to Coelia.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>Miſtris.</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>IF perfection be not in the world, but to make you admired; if love be not love, but to make you be beloved; if ſacrifi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces be not but to make you be adored; who
<pb n="210" facs="tcp:5913:114"/>
can ſee you without admiration, who can admire you without love, and who can love without adoring you? he muſt be one that hath neither eyes, heart, nor ſoule: for if my eyes admire you, affection will have it ſo: if my heart loves you, reaſon commands it, if my ſoule adores you, heaven permits it: ſo that theſe three neceſſities forming it for you, I preſent it to you</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Deare <hi>Miſtris,</hi>
                     </salute>
                     <signed>under the Title of yours, <hi>Eugenius.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> It is needleſſe for me to ſay I love you, ſince my actions hitherto have given you no teſtimony to the contrary. Truce then for my words, I will that my deeds ſhall ſpeak, and tell you that in effect I will during life be</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Yours.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="211" facs="tcp:5913:114"/>
                  <head>A Letter of acknowledgment.</head>
                  <p>WHat worthy acknowledgement can I give to your obligations, when their extremitie bereaves me of the hope: my dutie remaines penſive at the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſe of your courteſies; for being never able to tend<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>r you other, than unworthy ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects of your merits. I have indeed but the will, and that is but a ſhadow for a body; yet compoſe it, I beſeech you, whilſt you re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member how it proceeds from</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Your moſt humble ſervant.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> With what kind of duties ſhall I ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge your courteſies; which have ſo obliged me, that to tell them right, one muſt be ſilent? To offer you my ſervice; it is alreadie your own. To preſent my ſelf; I
<pb n="212" facs="tcp:5913:115"/>
am yours long ſince. I then have nought but defaults, for your ſatisfaction; but a thouſand ſervices, for your obeyſance; for my being in generall, depends on that par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular, of <hi>Your</hi> moſt humble ſervitour.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> I have nothing, yet I owe much. To preſent you with wiſhes, for effects, were but too weak recompences. I will therfore give you mine endeavours, for all your courteſies; honouring and ſerving you whilſt I live; all which life of mine is de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtined for no earthly thing, but your com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> Your courteſies have too much obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged me, ever to forget them; I ſhall ce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lebrate them particularly in my ſoul, wher<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>by to be able to acknowledge them, in the leaſt preſenting ſerviceable occaſion, &amp; liue
<pb n="213" facs="tcp:5913:115"/>
alwayes with this will, never to die behol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding to you,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>but yet your moſt humble <hi>Servitour.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> I can honour your merits by reaſon, and acknowledge by duty your courteſies which have too much obliged me, to be un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gratefull: though I can never make you worthy ſatisfaction; yet ſhall I have al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes both the deſire and hope of it, and in the meane while a ſtedfaſt will to live and die,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Yours.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>For telling of newes.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> Deſirous of your contentment, as of mine owne, I have taken pen in hand, to tell you whatſoever hath paſt. Now you have ſeene what is new, take the old with it: which is, that I am alwayes,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Your <hi>Servitour.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="214" facs="tcp:5913:116"/>
                  <head>A Letter of acknowledgement of being beloved.</head>
                  <p>Shall I conceale ſuch an exceſſive happi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, as to bee loved by you, <hi>My deere?</hi> Or ſhall I publiſh it, to make it greater? No, no, my ſilence may honour it, yet my words ſhall make it the more glori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous; for in leaving it, I ſhall deprive its memorie of forgetfulneſſe. I will therefore have my mouth continually cloſed up, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the confeſſion of it, my minde taken in the thought of it, and my ſoule wrapped in the ſole object of its <hi>Idea.</hi> And ſo bleſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing my birth, for the happineſſe of yours, that your death may be my Tombe. In the meane while, my whole happineſſe and glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry ſhall conſiſt in this qualitie, of</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Your moſt humble ſervant.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="215" facs="tcp:5913:116"/>
                  <head>A Letter of abſence.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> Since the day of your depar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, which was alſo reckoned the ſame of my contentment, teares and griefs have been inſeparable with my life: all kind of objects are to me defective, nothing pleaſes me, but what diſlikes me; and if your memory did not ſtill accompanie me in my actions, I ſhould forget my ſelfe, and in ſtead of preſerving my life for your ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, ſhould deſtroy it for mine owne con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent. If you deſire to judge of my griefe, judge what your ſelfe are, <hi>Miſtris,</hi> which is the faireſt of the world, and I the moſt afflicted of all your ſervants.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> Sith for counterpoiſe of my love, I ſuffer the griefe of your ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, I doe even indure all that ever can be
<pb n="216" facs="tcp:5913:117"/>
conceived in rigorous torments: the daies ſhine not on me, but to inlighten my miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hap; for the Sunne laughs at my paine, as I ſcorne his brightneſſe, in that I acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge none more worthy, than that of your eyes, long ſince my Conquerers, and ſtill mine idols. But what ſhall I ſay? I am borne to indurc, and to love you, <hi>Miſtris.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>But alwaies in this qualitie, of your moſt humble Servant.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Letters of Abſence.</head>
                  <p>IF thoſe griefes, which are ſtill preſent, ſince your abſence did not make me hope for a ſpeedy death, I ſhould bewaile the birth of my dayes, that doe enlighten me without thining, for deprived of the bright<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>neſſe of your eyes, I can acknowledge none other in the world, as having vanquiſhed me, and that with ſo many charmes, as that they are not content, that I adore them, but that they are ſtill burning me. Well, this is
<pb n="217" facs="tcp:5913:117"/>
ſomewhat too much; but yet too little for your merits. Wherefore I will never be weary of ſuffering, no more than of loving you. Believe my harme at leaſtwiſe, and your beliefe ſhall be my remedie, and my honour my qualitie.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Miſtris,</salute>
                     <signed>Of your moſt humble Servitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIstris,</hi> If the ſorrow which your ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence hath cauſed in my ſoule, could give me as many words to expreſſe it, as I have griefs to bewaile it; I ſhould thinke my ſelfe ſatisfied. But for too much indu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring, I muſt be ſilent in my torment; yet never in my qualitie,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Miſtris,</hi> Of your moſt humble <hi>Servant.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="218" facs="tcp:5913:118"/>
                  <head>Anſwer.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> What kinde of trouble can ſuch an indifferent abſence bring to your con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent? No, no, it can be but an imaginary fee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling, though it ſeemes reall, by your owne words, ſpeaking you unable to expreſſe, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing there's no ſuch thing, your ſilence is your great advantage; ſince it expreſſes your torment, without ſaying any thing of it: But not the title which your faire cari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>age gives you, of being my ſervitour; as to me it doth likewiſe the endeavour, <hi>Sir,</hi> of deſerving the ſtile and quality, of your ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> I can give but fained remedies to an imaginarie torment like yours, for mine abſence is of too indifferent a nature to cauſe
<pb n="219" facs="tcp:5913:118"/>
your grief or trouble, and I beſeech you diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pence with me for believing it, ſince alſo mine owne knowledge forbids it, as reaſon doth otherwiſe to ſay I am</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Your ſervant.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>
                     <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>pon a point of rigour.</head>
                  <p>IF love and crueltie bee two contrarie things, your love muſt needs be fained, ſince your rigour is reall. Ceaſe then to make me ſuffer, and I ſhall believe you love me, for my paine and your crueltie are too oppoſite to perſiſt together: Adieu my deare, and though too cruell.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>J am your Servitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> You complaine of my abſence, and I of yours: you would enjoy my pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, but your diſcretion forbids it you, and me the happineſſe to ſee you; but my want
<pb n="220" facs="tcp:5913:119"/>
of power oppoſeth it: ſo that grievances ſhould be leſſe in that they are equally ſha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red: but not the quality which I take,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>of your ſervant.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>TO ſee you without admiration, is paſt my power; to admire and love you, is a neceſſity; but to love and indure yours, is a conſequence for you have ſo much merit, that one can hardly deſire, much leſſe hope for the honour of your good favours. Iudge then who can but worthily ſerve you? Sure he is yet unborn, nay, in earneſt, i'le pawne my ſoul on't, yet with your leave, <hi>Miſtris,</hi>
                  </p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>For I am Yours.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>To his Lady.</head>
                  <p>TO deſpiſe ſuch as honour you, to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>daine ſuch as love you, to make no ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count of ſuch as are faithfully yours, are thoſe the actions of a faire ſoule like yours?
<pb n="221" facs="tcp:5913:119"/>
Or are theſe but words, that honour mee with a hope of ſome effects of your good <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>emembrance? Oh, it is a little too rigo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ou<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>! Confeſſe it, that you may repent, and <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o give him content, who cannot be abſent <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rom you,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Miſtris,</salute>
                     <signed>As your moſt humble Servitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>To a kinſwoman.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> Albeit your actions, in appea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance have witneſſed, that I was no <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>therwiſe in your eſteem, than of an indif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>erent quality; yet my deſires being ſtill <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ecretly zealous for your ſervice, in their na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>urall inſtinct, aſpiring at nothing but your <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ood, have diſarmed my purpoſe, bent to <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>our diſgrace, ſo to reſtore me to my ſelfe, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nd make me the ſame I am to you, which <gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Miſtris,</salute>
                     <signed>Your moſt affectionate ſervant and kinſman.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="222" facs="tcp:5913:120"/>
                  <head>Vpon the inconstancy of a ſervant.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> Our Sex is not alwayes accuſed of inconſtancy, and yet do I now take that law from you: you, I ſay, whoſe oathes gave ſuch faithful teſtimonies of affection, that I durſt not doubt of it, for feare of offending my ſelfe: And yet hath the winde caried away your words, but not your love, for you never had any: ſo that now when I blame my ſelfe for having believed you, I praiſe my ſelfe withall, for imitating you, but alwayes with the ſorrow of not being your example: for it was fit I ſhould pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cede you, as your <hi>Mistris,</hi>
                  </p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Sir,</salute>
                     <signed>Though at the preſent, Your ſervant.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="223" facs="tcp:5913:120"/>
                  <head>A Letter.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIstris,</hi> It is well to be ſeene that you have no love, ſince you have eyes to ſee my unworthineſſe. Love is blinde, you ſhould be ſo too in regard of my merits: let it ſuffice you that I love you, and that I a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dore you, even as the raireſt and moſt per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect creature on earth.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter from a deſpairing Lover.</head>
                  <p>THere is no creature <hi>Madam,</hi> ſo berea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved of reaſon or deprived of ſenſe, which being oppreſſed with direfull cala<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mities feeleth not by meere inſtinct of na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture a preſent medicine for his malady, man onely excepted, who by reaſon of his want may juſtly accuſe the injurious powers of in juſtice, the Vnicorne being ſicke recovers his health by ſwallowing the buddes of a date tree, the Deere being ſtrucken feedes on the hearbe <hi>Dictamum,</hi> and recovers; but man hath no ſecret ſalve ſo excellent, nor plaiſter ſo perfect by whoſe ſecret vertues he
<pb n="224" facs="tcp:5913:121"/>
may appeaſe his paſſions: this <hi>Madam</hi> I now know by proofe, and therfore ſpeak by experience; for your divine beautie and the perfections of your mind have kindled ſuch a flame in my heart that by no meanes I can quench, but it will turne my body into dry earth, and cinders; unleſſe by the drops of your pity, it be ſpeedily extinguiſhed: there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore faire one, now at laſt be mercifull, and let not my ſervice and royall love be recom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>penced with ſuch diſloyall refuſals: ſtrive not for my life, ſince you have my liberty, ſeek not my death, ſince you are the ſaint to wh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#UOM" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ch I offer up my devotions: <hi>Madam,</hi> let the ſweet balme of your benevolence ſalve the ſore which ſo painfully afflicteth my carefull conſcience, and with the dew of your grace redeeme him from miſery whoſe life or death ſtandeth in your an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer, which I hope ſhall be ſuch as belong<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eth to the deſert of my love, and the graces of your beautifull mind.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Farewell.</salute>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="225" facs="tcp:5913:121"/>
                  <head>Her Anſwer.</head>
                  <p>IT is impoſſible <hi>Sir,</hi> to ſtraine moyſt liquor out of the dry flint, to procure a heat in that which is key cold, or to force the ſtur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>die ſtreames to runne againſt their common courſe, know <hi>Sir,</hi> you are the man I loath, but cannot like; make therefore a vertue of your neceſſity and aſſwage the flame your ſelfe, which I know not who elſe will quench, by an importunate perſiſting in thy purpoſe where no hope is, thou proveſt thy felfe rather a deſperate ſot, then a diſcreet Souldier: take my nay therefore for an an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer: if I would I cannot; and if I could, I would not, ſo farewell.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>No way yours.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>To one who is not really what ſhe ſeemes.</head>
                  <p>ADmire not though I raile againſt thy follies, ſince thy mercyleſſe minde hath miſled me by thy ingratitude, &amp; thy imper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fections have delineated theſe impreſſions of my penne: for thy beauty, if I admired it
<pb n="226" facs="tcp:5913:122"/>
once it was when I knew not that thy ill conditions like bad commodities, were to be put off with it, but now making uſe of reaſon: I queſtion whether at that time I had ſenſe: perſwade thy ſelfe therefore, if I were to dye preſently, and thou wert part of that I ſhould leave the world, I would bequeath thee with thy good face, and bad conditi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons for a legacy to my moſt inveterate ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my. And for my owne part whilſt I do ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vive, and thy remaining upon this earth, doth yet afflict me, be confident faire pain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted Sepulcher, I will epitomize all thy vices, that the world by reading thy volume may ſhun thee as the only obſtacle to felicity, and learne the wages of vertue, by thoſe things that are thy contraries, for the preſent: ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mire not though this paper bee ſtaind with the blemiſhes of thy ill name, ſince nature her ſelfe was deceived which beſtowed her features ſo raſhly, and inconſiderately on thee, certainely thou wert ordained to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctifie my mind, that by thee, I might learne to know that a good face is not alwayes ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>empted from a hoarſe voyce, I proteſt to thee I would not buy the diſtempers of thy ſoule at ſo high a rate as to injoy thy beauty,
<pb n="227" facs="tcp:5913:122"/>
much rather will I indeavour to expreſſe my gratitude to heaven, in that I faile not to practiſe this reſolution.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Never to inioy thee.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Her Anſwere.</head>
                  <p>WOnder not <hi>Sir,</hi> though you ſee an anſwer to your franticke letter, do you thinke by brawling like a begger to be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come a King? No <hi>Sir,</hi> as I know your kna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very, ſo I paſſe not for it, neither can your bragges goe for payment. I marvaile not though your dogged Letters ſavour of <hi>Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ogenes</hi> doctrine, you Cinicall Dunce, what felicity can you have in byting thoſe of whom otherwiſe thou canſt not be reveng'd? Indeed gentle Balaams Aſſe; if I had bin ſo light to have loved you, for feeding my fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cie on thy ill favoured face, I might iuſtly have reapt ſuch profit, ſince I then have filled my eyes ſo full with the figure of a foole; hereafter keepe your Letters Patents in your beggers boxe, adieu <hi>Sir</hi> dunce, the more you miſlike me, the better I love my ſelfe, whilſt I account it the greateſt felicity of <hi>S.M.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>To be rid of ſuch a foole.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="228" facs="tcp:5913:123"/>
                  <head>A Letter from a diſtreſſed lover.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MAdam,</hi> as my cares proceed from your cruelty, ſo let the effects of your cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſie procure my bliſſe, ſince the perfections of your beauty have made me miſerable, let mee begge of you to ſend the meſſenger of preſent conſolation to him that pineth away and is yours only and ever.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Still in hope.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter from a lover profeſsing conſtancy.</head>
                  <p>THey who have the honour to ſee you run a dangerous fortune: if they love you, they are ſaucy; if they love not, they are without judgment; now faire creature, I have choſen that which is moſt after my humour; and from which it is impoſſible for me to withdraw my ſelfe, thinke it not hard Cruell Diana, that having ſeene you, I love you: if this boldneſſe deſerve puniſhment, you cauſed it, and it is no more in my choice, for I muſt while I live, be your ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant or not be alive, Farewell.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="229" facs="tcp:5913:123"/>
                  <head>A letter from an inconſtant lover</head>
                  <p>I Write not now to tell you that I love, for you have believed it but too well, but to aſſure you that I ſhall love you no more, perhaps you may be amaz'd at this alterati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, for you have alwayes loved me above my deſires; but that which drawes me from you is, I muſt confeſſe your miſfortune that will no longer continue to you the pleaſure of our loves, or rather my good fortune which will have me no longer ſtay at ſo poore a thing, and to the end you may live to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaine of mee, I bid you for ever, Fare<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>well.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Her anſwer.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>SIR,</hi> It was your arrogancy perſwa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded you I loved you, wherein you were moſt infinitely miſtaken, I ſweare to thee by all the merits which thou thinkſt thou haſt but are not in thee, there was never any ſuch likely matter, as for the
<pb n="230" facs="tcp:5913:124"/>
Letter thou haſt ſent mee I cannot bee un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thankfull to thee for the pleaſure thou haſt done me in it, ſince it hath taught me to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject hereafter the importunities of ſuch cox-combes as your ſelf, in the meane time be as content as I am, in being freed of ſuch a burden: beleeve me <hi>Sir,</hi> it is no ſmall happi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe. Farewell.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Lover to his inconstant Miſtris.</head>
                  <p>IT is not to complaine of you Miſtris, that I take up my pen, but only to deplore my miſfortunes which make me ſo contemned of you, ſince at other times you were not wont to uſe me in this ſort. I am the ſame man that have ſerved you in all reſpective ſubmiſſion, and you are the ſame that at firſt were mine, ſince you received me for yours. I am become no leſſe, nor you greater; if it be ſo, why doe you not judge me worthy of the ſame entertainement? I have called my ſoule to an account for her actions, ſince it pleaſeth you, I will diſplay them all before your eyes: for my part, I cannot accuſe any one of them, if you ſhall judge otherwiſe
<pb n="231" facs="tcp:5913:124"/>
when you have heard them, it ſhall bee no ſmall conſolation to the poore condemned to know at leaſt the cauſe of his puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment; adieu cruell one.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter.</head>
                  <p>IF love taught me as well to ſpeak my tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, as to ſuffer it, my pity would make you ſenſible of my plaints, but dumb in their too much ſufferance. I have but my conſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy, for remedy, that is all my hope; your ſweetneſſe, for my deſire; and your com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, for mine honour, <hi>Miſtris,</hi> for my quality is,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> moſt humble Servitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>SInce your merits cauſe my torment, I will never complaine: the more rigorous you ſhall be, the more conſtantly I will oppoſe all my reſpects, to your neglects; my ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nours, to your diſdaines; and my fire, to your ice; if I breath, it ſhall be love; if I
<pb n="232" facs="tcp:5913:125"/>
ſigh, it ſhall be in paſſion for your ſervice: In a word, if I be, I ſhall be,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Mistris,</salute>
                     <signed>Your ſervitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Letter.</head>
                  <p>TO have no ſoule, but to adore you; to have no heart, but to love you; and but one only life, for your ſervice; have you not cauſe to complaine? You, whoſe beauty, hath ſo many charmes; and merits, ſo many baites, that one would deteſt this name of liberty, to die your ſlave. Should one talke of miracles, you are the example; in diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe of rarities, you are the compariſon: ſo that Heaven and nature are in diſpute, for whom you were made. Now to ſay, I am your ſervitour, that is a quality too high: to ſay I am your ſlave, that's yet too lofty. Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hold my Surname, now give me what name you pleaſe.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="233" facs="tcp:5913:125"/>
                  <head>Letter.</head>
                  <p>IF for deſiring death, one were to looſe his life, I ſhould have beene gone long ſince: for too much love, makes me hate my ſelfe: but mee thinkes the more I live, I ſtill lengthen my daies: and that being wret<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ched, I ought to live the longer: I flie that which flies me, the grave: ſo as I have nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther comfort of my life, nor hope of my death. And thus I am,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Miſtris,</salute>
                     <signed>Alwaies your ſervitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>TO love, and not to be loved, is to live without hope, and by donſequent, to die. Have you reſolved my death, and by diſdaining my ſervices, to forget them for requitall? It is too much rigour, for your beautie: you will confeſſe it one day, but too late for your repentance, for I ſhall no longer by conſequence ſubſiſt, as I am for the preſent, <hi>Miſtris,</hi> The moſt humbe of all <hi>Your</hi> ſervants.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="234" facs="tcp:5913:126"/>
                  <head>A Letter.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> Thus to forbid me to love you, and to will mee not to honour you, what would you have me doe <hi>(my deares)</hi> I muſt change my heart, if I would change my Miſtris; and Nature muſt give me other inclinations, to deprive you of my reſpects, and of my obedience: forbid me to live ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther; I will dye, but it ſhall be for love, and ſo at the price of my dayes, I ſhall doe you ſervice; leaving this truth, for a remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance to after times.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter from a Gentleman to his Miſtris.</head>
                  <p>IT is you, <hi>faire creature,</hi> that have gained this advantage upon me, that I forget my ſelfe, to remember you perpetually. Do not thinke, that unleſſe I ſee you ſhortly, I can longer ſurvive, whereby I might continue the affection of my ſervices to you. So that two things will infallibly bring mee to my grave; your abſence, and my griefe, for not
<pb n="235" facs="tcp:5913:126"/>
acquitting mee towards you, as I deſire. Chooſe now <hi>(faire ſoule)</hi> whether you had rather have me dead for your content, or to ſee mee daily offer you up the fruits of my ſervices, upon the altar of your merits, in the quality of</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> moſt loyall, and moſt affectionate Servitour.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter of a Gentleman, evill ſpoken of for the love of his Mistris.</head>
                  <p>SOme one that is envious of my happi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, had a mind to calumniate me to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards you, and to perſwade you, that I have ſhewed ſome teſtimonies of affection to another beſides you, who have ſooner be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved it of me then I ſhould have done of you, if the like had beene reported to mee. Shall I accuſe you then? Or ſhall I excuſe my ſelfe? For you make me an overture for both. Should I excuſe my ſelfe? That would make me guilty in ſome ſort: and if I accuſe you not, I ſhall witneſſe that I honour you, and love you ſtill, as your owne faithfull purchaſe.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="236" facs="tcp:5913:127"/>
                  <head>A Letter of a difference betwixt a Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man, and his Miſtris.</head>
                  <p>I Thinke it was no inviolable vow that was betwixt us, when we ſware ſo ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lemnly. But for ought I can learne, the change hath better pleaſed you, then the continuance of my ſervices. I know not whom I ſhall accuſe, you, or I; for poſſibly the long time I have beene without ſeeing you, is the cauſe of it, or elſe you have beene drawne to it by your owne naturall condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion. Make me ſuch an anſwer as you pleaſe. No earthly thing ſhall hinder me from lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving you, for I had rather chooſe a thouſand deaths, than to be inconſtant in my love: and will flie, with the hazzard of my life, the reproach of diſloyalty (whether you will or no.)</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> ſervitour inviolably.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="237" facs="tcp:5913:127"/>
                  <head>A Letter of a Gentleman, after a viſit to a Lady.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>MIſtris,</hi> the honour I received in the late viſite I made to my deare Cozen at your houſe, hath ſo obliged me to both of you, that I thought I ſhould commit a hai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nous fault, if by ſome honeſt endeavour, I ſhould not witneſſe a feeling of it. If ever I have the happineſſe to ſee you at my home, which is yours, I ſhall endeavour to make you as welcome, as I can; and doe conjure you to come ſee my Siſter, as you have pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſed her; otherwiſe, farewell all friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip; not ſo nevertheleſſe, but that the mean while I deſire to continue,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <salute>Miſtris,</salute>
                     <signed>Your Cozen, and beſt friend.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="238" facs="tcp:5913:128"/>
                  <head>A Letter, of a fond Maid, that diſdained the ſervice and love of a gallant Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man; who was counſelled to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>daine her alſo.</head>
                  <p>FOrſake that Maide, that forſakes you, and no more remember her forgetful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe. She hath changed, to change your miſhap. She hath changed, that ſhee might not change her natures inconſtancy; Her ſmall acquaintaince, ſhould make you know her fault. Your good iudgement, may ſhew you what a little ſhe hath. You can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not but get by the loſſe of her. If you loſe a ſweet heart, you gaine a liberty; you ſhould keepe ſome love for your ſelfe, and not caſt it all away from you. If you love ſomething, do not hate your ſelfe for all that. If fortune give you any thing, ſhe will be well rewarded. If ſhe take a heart from you, think it was not yours. Wherſoever you goe, tarry with your content, and love not what is contrary to you; unleſſe you will contra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry him, that loves you dearely,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>Even to the Grave.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="239" facs="tcp:5913:128"/>
                  <head>A brave reply of a Gentleman to his Miſtris by way of Deriſion.</head>
                  <opener>
                     <salute>Eſcopites,</salute>
                  </opener>
                  <p>THe ſmall ſhot of your beauty, doth e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough ſinge the doublet of my ſoule, without the Canion of your rigour to break the very bones of my pretences. You have enough forraged the plaines of my heart, without moreover billeting there the Regi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of deſpaire, which runnes after mee, even to the ruine of my life. Alas! I pray you doe not let thoſe Carabins of diſdaine eate up the bread of my hopes, nor beat up the bongues of my fidelity, that are ſo full of good wine of patience. I have ſo often told you, that as ſoone as the Baker of your bounty, ſhould have heated the Oven of your heart, I would ſet in the bread of my thoughts. But the bad rich man of your judgement, hath deſpiſed my poore Devill of deſire, that is going now to die in the Hoſpitall. Out alas! Gogs-nigges, what will become of the Goates of my conceits, if this wicked woman of your cruelty, pull the bed from under them of my content<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment,
<pb n="240" facs="tcp:5913:129"/>
to make them ſnap at the cruſt of your Ieeres? No, I beleeve the bottle of my per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeverance once broken, you will bewaile the <hi>Orleans</hi> wine of my devotion, when you will get none elſe, but ſome tart wines of faining, which will vexe the tongue of your knowledge. But if you rid your hands of that vicious horſe of your diſtruſt, I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leive the reſt will not ruſh upon the <hi>Bibets</hi> of my thoughts, which hold the bridle of conſtancy. What ever befals, the Pilgrims of my deſignes, deſiring the Scollop-ſhels of your friendſhip, will be ſtill grobling in the dirt of good courage. But if the feet of my offers, take bladders of refuſall, farewell <hi>Cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pid's</hi> voyage. The vintages of my ſervices will be ſoone done, if the haile of your pride blaſt the grape of my purſuite. But whilſt the ſythe of your judgement, moves the graſſe of your rigours, I ſhall ever kiſſe the hands of your perfections, and make my ſelfe an everlaſting wood of the fire of your beauty.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="421" facs="tcp:5913:129"/>
                  <head>A Letter of holy love betweene two lovers, containing three letters beſides.</head>
                  <p>YOu have made me feele, <hi>faire Caliſtena,</hi> the ardent ſparkles of your friendſhip; the memory whereof I ſhall ſtill honour, and eſteeme my ſelfe a great deale the more happy, if my happineſſe may prove more extreame, when I ſhall burne in its flames, wherein my ſoule ſhall live with a thouſand delights, and my heart reſume new life in its aſhes. And that I may be condemned to this wiſhed puniſhment, doe not let your faire mind conceive any doubt of my loves eternity, ſince conſtancy ſhall bee ever its faithfull companion, and that the fire which kindled it, can never be quenched, ſhould it be combated by the Ice proceeding from that feare you might have of your enviers. And if it were ſo, yet would it melt, as ſoon as you ſhould but contemplate the Sunne-beames of my diſcretion. You may as well aſſure your ſelfe of the effect of my words,
<pb n="242" facs="tcp:5913:130"/>
as I doe of the conſummation of my hope; which have none other ſcope, then to ſerve your merits, and to fit up to your uſe.</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> faithfull <hi>Floridon,</hi> &amp;c.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <head>A Letter in anſwere.</head>
                  <p>YOur deſires are my lawes <hi>(deere Flori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don)</hi> and your loyalty cannot finiſh but with mine: they ſhall both alike ſhine bright over our lives, and nouriſh them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves with our flames; wherein I ſhall thinke mee very happy to live with you. That ſilence which knit up my tongue at your faire diſcourſes, proceeded only out of feare: you might know that, by my exte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riour ſignes, which ſufficiently ſhewed you, how ſorely it greived mee: but with you only: for I would not have you think me in any ſort afraid of the ſcorching ſparkes of the envious, ſince nothing can withſtand that faithfull love, which from hencefor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward is contracted, by</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> deare <hi>Caliſta,</hi> &amp;c.</signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="243" facs="tcp:5913:130"/>
                  <head>Another.</head>
                  <p>IF my ſtedfaſt love were not anſwered by yours <hi>(deare Caliſta)</hi> I ſhould have reaſon to complaine of you, and my complaints would be ſo ſtout, as not to give way to ought, but torments. But muſt I needs open the gaets to ſorrowes, when your Letter is an article of my faith, and that you ſuffer a thouſand tortures for my love? I doubt not, but envie hath beene buzzing ſomething in my Parents cares of our loves, and that Felicity her ſelfe, as iealous of our content<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, might put ſuch a poore tricke upon us. But you have ſo faire a ſoule, and ſo ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerous, that you will conſtantly repulſe all thoſe onſets to honour ſtill, with your love,</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your</hi> faithfull <hi>Floridon.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
               <div type="letter">
                  <pb n="244" facs="tcp:5913:131"/>
                  <head>A Letter in anſwer.</head>
                  <p>PLeaſures are of ſhort continuance, and their faire dayes are too ſoone eclipſed, wee cannot promiſe our ſelves a long en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyment of them, ſince they are in the hands of the great <hi>IEHOVAH.</hi> It is conſtancy that gives us happineſſe, af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter all our adverſities. You are the ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject of my by-paſt ſorrow <hi>(deare Flori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don)</hi> but now your preſence ſerves mee for Sunne-beames: though indeed ſome doubts of future obſtacles doe even bury mee in an obſcure night of anguiſh. And were it not that joy followes ſorrow, I had ere this skipt over the ſtep of this life of mine, to bee freed of my paine. But, time will one day give us the happineſſe to make each other amends, by recei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving uſury for our patience. Bee com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forted
<pb n="245" facs="tcp:5913:131"/>
then in your ſelfe, and conſider ſo well with your diſcretion (though I bee thus in my feares) that there wants no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but the Spire of our felicities, which we ſhall attaine to I hope ſhortly, or it ſhall be no fault of hers, who is</p>
                  <closer>
                     <signed>
                        <hi>Your faithfull</hi> CALISTA, <hi>in as much as you deſire with honour.</hi>
                     </signed>
                  </closer>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div type="part">
               <pb facs="tcp:5913:132"/>
               <pb n="245" facs="tcp:5913:132"/>
               <head>
                  <hi>Stiles and Tearmes uſed to</hi> The King, or Queenes Majeſty, either in our Speech, or in Su<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perſcriptions of Petitions di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rected to them.</head>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>If you preſent any thing.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> May it pleaſe your Majeſty.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>If you write in forme of a petition to the King.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> May it pleaſe your Majeſty to under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand, or to grant.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To the Queene.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Madam,</hi> May it pleaſe your Majeſty.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>On the Superſcription of ſome buſineſſe, di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rected both to the</hi> King <hi>and</hi> Queene.</p>
                  <p>To the moſt Excellent, and moſt Mighty, <hi>Caeſar Auguſtus.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the moſt Excellent, moſt mighty Lady the <hi>Queene.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>A Stile uſed by Men of Quality, when they ſpeake to the King.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="246" facs="tcp:5913:133"/>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> May it pleaſe your Majeſty.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>To the Queene.</head>
                  <p>Madam, <hi>May it pleaſe your Majeſty.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Stiles uſed to the Nobility in our Superſcrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions are diverſe, but the moſt generall are theſe.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>If to an Arch-Biſhop.</head>
                  <p>To the moſt Reverend Father in God.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>If to a Biſhop.</head>
                  <p>To the right Reverend Father in God.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>If to a Noble man, eminent in place.</head>
                  <p>To the Right Honourable.</p>
                  <p>Or otherwiſe.</p>
                  <p>To the Honourable.</p>
                  <p>To perſons of inferiour degrees.</p>
                  <p>To the right worſhipfull.</p>
                  <p>Otherwiſe.</p>
                  <p>To the worſhipfull.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Diviſions of Letters.</head>
                  <p>AMorous, loving Letters.</p>
                  <p>Morall, civill Letters.</p>
                  <p>Oeconomicall, houſehold Letters.</p>
                  <p>Politicall, witty Letters.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="247" facs="tcp:5913:133"/>Excuſatory, Defenſive Letters.</p>
                  <p>Petitionary, Letters of Requeſt.</p>
                  <p>Gratulatory, Letters of Thankes.</p>
                  <p>Nuncupatory, Letters of Newes.</p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>Subſcriptions, with Subſcriptions adjoyned to them, as they are moſt properly applyed.</head>
                  <p>TO the High and moſt Mighty Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>narch.</p>
                  <p>Your Majeſties moſt faithfull and obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent Subject.</p>
                  <p>To the Right Honourable.</p>
                  <p>Your Honours moſt humble devoted.</p>
                  <p>To his Honourable Lord.</p>
                  <p>Your Honours in all duty and ſervice.</p>
                  <p>To the Honourable, and his highly reſpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cted Lady.</p>
                  <p>Your Honours to command.</p>
                  <p>Or, Your Honours devoted.</p>
                  <p>To the worthy and Noble.</p>
                  <p>Ever yours to ſerve you.</p>
                  <p>To the right Honourable and his highly eſteemed Patron.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your Honours obſervant.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="248" facs="tcp:5913:134"/>To his moſt loving Father.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your obedient Sonne.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his dearely beloved Wife.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your moſt loving Husband.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his loving Vncle.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your obſervant kinſman.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the honourable Colonel.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours ſworne to worthineſſe,</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the onely life of his deſires.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your afflicted friend.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the fulneſſe of his contentment.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your living and dying friend.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the onely hope of his fortunes.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The honourer of your matchleſſe perfections.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the noble and truly vertuous Gentlewo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man;</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours in death it ſelfe.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his beſt choyce.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, in the midſt of feare.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his virtuous, and dearely beloved.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours ever reſolved.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the Miſtris of his thoughts.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, dying in Conſtancy.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his beloved friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours aſſured.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the lovingeſt of all my friends.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="249" facs="tcp:5913:134"/>
                     <hi>Yours inſeparably.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his highly eſteemed friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, as I have profeſſed,</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his tried and truſty friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Not living without you.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his honourable friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours in true friendſhip.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his newly diſpleaſed friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, if you wrong her not.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To her beſt reſolved friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours whereſoever.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his well adviſed friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, and vertues.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his loving, and long expected friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, with good wiſhes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his reſpected friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, well aſſured.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his approved friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours in true liberty.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To her much diſquieted friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours in honourable love.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his loving Neece.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your affectionate kinſman.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his deareſt Brother.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours in all occaſions.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his well experienced and much eſteemed noble friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="250" facs="tcp:5913:135"/>
                     <hi>Yours as you can deſire.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his well diſpoſed friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours to truſt onely.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To her deareſt Husband.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your ever loving Wife.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his much diſordered friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours in reformation.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his unkinde friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, if you will have it ſo.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his ill adviſed Sonne.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your displeaſed Father.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his miſerable rich friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, if you can be your owne.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the worthy Lady.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, as a lover of Honour.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To her unkinde Husband.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your true Wife till death.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his perjur'd, and lacivious Wife.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your Husband if you do not divide him.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To her jealous Husband.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours in her very thoughts.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his ſuddenly diſpleaſed friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, when you conceive aright of me.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his well reſolved friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, whilſt mine owne.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To her unkind friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, and yet diſpleaſed.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="251" facs="tcp:5913:135"/>To his honourable and good friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, if you thinke me worthy.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his well eſteemed friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours moſt dutifull if you will accept of Humiliation.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his true helping friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours recovered.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his worthy friend, adventurer in the Straites.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours individed, though farre off.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his noble and conſtant friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, though amongſt Infidels.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his reſpected and worthy friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, as you have made me.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his carefull friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, mindfull of you.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the worthy Doctor.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your ſicke Patient.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his honourable Captaine.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, though we never meet againe.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his approved friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours in all places, and at all times.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his eſpeciall friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>My owne, if in your memory.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To the moſt perfect of Women.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours in the midst of temptation.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="252" facs="tcp:5913:136"/>To his honourable enemy.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, ready for all dangers.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his well deſerving friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours unfainedly.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his over ſuſpicious friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Yours, to truſt only.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To his wilfull, and ſeduced friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Your poore abuſed friend.</hi>
                  </p>
               </div>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>For the Readers greater pleaſure and va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riety, theſe Subſcriptions onely are here placed by themſelves.</head>
                  <p>YOur carefull Father.</p>
                  <p>Your dutifull Sonne.</p>
                  <p>Your loving Maſter.</p>
                  <p>Your obedient Servant.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>
                        <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>ſque ad aras.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The unfortunate.</p>
                  <p>Your well wiſhing friend.</p>
                  <p>In all humble duty.</p>
                  <p>Ever thine.</p>
                  <p>Thy diſcontented friend.</p>
                  <p>In all obedience.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="253" facs="tcp:5913:136"/>Faithfully yours.</p>
                  <p>Thy true friend.</p>
                  <p>Yours, more than mine owne.</p>
                  <p>Never leſſe his owne.</p>
                  <p>Thy moſt conſtant friend.</p>
                  <p>As you ſhall determine of me.</p>
                  <p>Affectionately devoted to your ſervice.</p>
                  <p>Your loving Landlord.</p>
                  <p>Your Worſhips poore Tenant to command.</p>
                  <p>Thy ſometimes friend.</p>
                  <p>Yours not ſafe till I enjoy you.</p>
                  <p>Yours irremovably.</p>
                  <p>Yours prepared to ſuffer.</p>
                  <p>Yours, in boundleſſe affection.</p>
                  <p>Your ſervant.</p>
                  <p>Your Honours friend.</p>
                  <p>Yours moſt paſſionatly, loyally, and perpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tually devoted.</p>
                  <p>Yours, as farre as modeſty will ſuffer me.</p>
                  <p>Yours, if you pleaſe to accept of me.</p>
                  <p>Yours, as I find cauſe.</p>
                  <p>Your beſt Counſellor.</p>
                  <p>Your injured Miſtris.</p>
                  <p>Your affectionate poore friend.</p>
                  <p>Once thy Friend.</p>
                  <p>Your entire Vaſſall.</p>
                  <p>Remaining your friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="254" facs="tcp:5913:137"/>Yours, in reſpective duty.</p>
                  <p>Yours, as a lover of vertue.</p>
                  <p>Yours, fearefully loving.</p>
                  <p>Yours, well affected.</p>
                  <p>Your plaine and true friend.</p>
                  <p>Your Worſhips to be commanded.</p>
                  <p>Your friend to his ability.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Animae dimidium tuae.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Yours in unutterable affection.</p>
                  <p>Your loyall Wife.</p>
                  <p>Your impriſoned friend.</p>
                  <p>No longer your friend.</p>
                  <p>Yours wholly, and onely, if you will.</p>
                  <p>Yours, ſo I may be my owne.</p>
                  <p>Thine, or not his ſelfe.</p>
                  <p>Your diſtreſſed Debtor.</p>
                  <p>Yours, as you ſhall deſerve by your ſervice.</p>
                  <p>Your ſorrowfull friend.</p>
                  <p>Yours, what you will.</p>
                  <p>Your forſaken friend.</p>
                  <p>Your vowed ſervant.</p>
                  <p>Your enemy, till death.</p>
                  <p>Your friend, whether you will or no.</p>
                  <p>Your true love.</p>
                  <p>Yours ever.</p>
                  <p>One, alwayes yours.</p>
                  <p>Thine owne from all the world.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="255" facs="tcp:5913:137"/>Yours, in all good ſort to be entertained.</p>
                  <p>Your friend confirmed in all fidelity.</p>
                  <p>Thine to the end.</p>
                  <p>Deſirous of your reformed imagination.</p>
                  <p>Yours, more ſorry for your ill conditions, then for the wrong you have done me.</p>
                  <p>Your faithfull and ready friend.</p>
                  <p>Your moſt humble and paſſionate Servant.</p>
                  <p>Yours, in the infringable bonds of affection.</p>
                  <p>The ſervant of your worthy virtues.</p>
                  <p>Yours, moſt reſpectfully engaged.</p>
                  <p>Your ever friend and Servant.</p>
                  <p>Your Lordſhips unfained honourer, and loyall Servant.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
         </div>
      </body>
      <back>
         <div type="glossary_of_difficult_words">
            <pb facs="tcp:5913:138"/>
            <head>A Table for the underſtand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of the hard ENGLISH words, contained in this Worke.</head>
            <list>
               <head>A</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>ACute</hi> Wittie.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Amiable</hi> Lovelie.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Apt</hi> Fit.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Auſtere</hi> Sharpe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Aſpire</hi> To looke high.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Abſtemious</hi> Temperate.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Amplifie</hi> To inlarge.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Advertiſe</hi> To adviſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Augment</hi> To increaſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Aſpect</hi> To looke vpon.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Abſurd</hi> Fooliſh.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Applaud</hi> To like.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Altitude</hi> Hight.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Acknowledgment</hi> Confeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Attractive</hi> Drawne to.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Aſpiration</hi> Breathing.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Abhorre</hi> To hate.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Audacious</hi> Bold.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Alacrity</hi> Cheerefulneſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Aparent</hi> Open.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Abjure</hi> To forſweare.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Active</hi> Nimble.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Anguiſh</hi> Griefe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Apertinent</hi> Belonging to</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Auſpicious</hi> Betokening ſucceſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Abruptly</hi> Vnorderly.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ambiguity</hi> Doubtfulnes.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Arrogant</hi> Proud.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Accommodate</hi> To make fit</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Aggravate</hi> To make more grievous.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Adverſe</hi> Contrary.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Apprehenſion</hi> Vnderſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Affable</hi> Courteous.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Artificially</hi> Workeman<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>like.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Affectation</hi> Curioſitie.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Academy</hi> Vniverſity.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Amity</hi> Friendſhip.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Abbreviate</hi> To ſhorten.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ardent</hi> Hot.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Adorne</hi> To beautifie.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Antipathie</hi> Contrariety.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Adore</hi> To worſhip.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Affectionate</hi> Loving.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Accurate</hi> Curious.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Act</hi> To doe, or to per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forme.</item>
               <item>
                  <pb facs="tcp:5913:138"/>
                  <hi>Accident</hi> Chance.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Aſſent</hi> To agree to.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Accompliſh</hi> To finiſh.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Amaze</hi> To ſtrike with wonder,</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Admire</hi> To wonder at.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Abſolutely</hi> Fully.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Adventure</hi> To hazzard.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>B</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>BEneficiall</hi> Profitable.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Bliſſe</hi> Happineſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Baſhfull</hi> Bluſhing.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Brevity</hi> Shortneſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Benevolence</hi> Goodwill.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Bruit</hi> Report.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Barbarian</hi> A rude perſon.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Beatitude</hi> Bleſſedneſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Beſiege</hi> To ſet vpon or Court.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>C</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>COmplexion</hi> Conſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tution of body.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Convince</hi> To confute.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Credulity</hi> Raſhneſſe of be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liefe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Celeſtiall</hi> Heavenly.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Civill</hi> Honeſt behaviour.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Comprehend</hi> To contain.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Circumſpect</hi> Heedy.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Celebrate</hi> To keepe ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lemnly.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Compaſſion</hi> Pittie.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Conſequent</hi> Following by order.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Correſpondent</hi> Anſwe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Contrite</hi> Sorrowfull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Capacity</hi> Largeneſſe of place.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Circumſtance</hi> Quality of time and place.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Condeſcend</hi> To agree to.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Cogitation</hi> Thought.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Cataſtrophy</hi> The end.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Credible</hi> To be beleeued</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Contribution</hi> Beſtowing.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Confirme</hi> To eſtabliſh.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Caſuality</hi> Chance.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Compoſe</hi> To joyne.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Clemency</hi> Gentleneſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Convenient</hi> Fit.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Conſecrate</hi> To make holy</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Center</hi> A circle.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Competent</hi> Convenient.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Circumvent</hi> To deceive.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Compendious</hi> Short.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Certifie</hi> To give to vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtand.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Conferre</hi> To talke toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Corrivals</hi> Partners in af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Contract</hi> To covenant.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Circumſcribe</hi> To compaſſe about.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Commencement</hi> The be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginning.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Contemptible</hi> To bee de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpiſed.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Commemoration</hi> Remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bring.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Circumlocution</hi> Many words.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Converſe</hi> To be familiar.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Continent</hi> Chaſte.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Charmes</hi> Spels or witch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>craft.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Conduct</hi> Guiding, gover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning.</item>
               <item>
                  <pb facs="tcp:5913:139"/>
                  <hi>Curioſity</hi> Neateneſſe.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>D</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>DIre</hi> Cruell.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſtracted</hi> Mad.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Divert</hi> To turne from a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nother.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Direct</hi> To guide.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Divulge</hi> To publiſh.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Delineat</hi> To draw a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portion.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Deſiſt</hi> Leave off.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſſimilitude</hi> Vnlikeneſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſperſe</hi> To ſcatter a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>broad.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diety</hi> God-head.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſloyall</hi> Vntruſty.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſtinguiſh</hi> To put a diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Decipher</hi> To deſcribe or lay open.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſtant</hi> Place betweene.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſpoſe</hi> To appoint.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Deformed</hi> Ill ſhapen.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſturbe</hi> To diſquiet.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Dialect</hi> A manner of ſpeech.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Define</hi> To ſhow what a thing is.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſſolve</hi> To unlooſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſſwade</hi> To perſwade to the contrary.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſcuſſe</hi> To ſearch nar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rowly.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Digreſſe</hi> To leave a mat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Decent</hi> Comely.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſannull</hi> To make voyd.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Dilate</hi> To inlarge.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Deſtitute</hi> Forſaken.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Defame</hi> To ſlander.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Deſtinated</hi> Appointed.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſputable</hi> Queſtionable.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Determine</hi> To conclude.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Dedicate</hi> To give for e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſmiſſe</hi> To ſend away.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Difficult</hi> Hard.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Defraud</hi> To deceive.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Deſertion</hi> Leaveing.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſplay</hi> To ſpread a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>broad.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Dexterity</hi> Aptneſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Dejected</hi> Caſt downe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Demeanor</hi> Behaviour.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diffuſe</hi> To poure out.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſability</hi> Vnableneſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Deprive</hi> To take away.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Disjunction</hi> Dividing.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Deride</hi> To mocke.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſmall</hi> Vnluckie.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diffident</hi> Doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>full.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Delude</hi> To de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiue.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſſent</hi> To diſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gree.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Depend</hi> To hang vpon.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Deliberate</hi> To take coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſell.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Dehort</hi> To perſwade to the contrary.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Degenerate</hi> To fall off from goodneſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Defects</hi> Weakeneſſe of ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pacity.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Diſſipate</hi> Scatter a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>broad.</item>
            </list>
            <pb facs="tcp:5913:139"/>
            <list>
               <head>E</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>Expreſſion</hi> Laying o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pen off.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Expert</hi> Skilfull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Extract</hi> To draw out.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Exact</hi> Perfect.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Erronious</hi> Full of errors.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Effect</hi> A thing done.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Embleme</hi> A ſhadow of a thing.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Evident</hi> Plaine.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Expect</hi> To waite or look for.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Exempt</hi> Free.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Extinguiſh</hi> To put out.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Efficacy</hi> Force.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Enflame</hi> To ſet on fire.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Expedient</hi> Fit.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Expire</hi> To dye.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Extenuate</hi> To leſſen.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Eſſence</hi> The being of a thing.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Eccho</hi> A ſound.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Experiment</hi> Tryall.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Extend</hi> To ſpread forth.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Elaborate</hi> Curious.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Exhib te</hi> To beſtow.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Expoſtulate</hi> To chide with.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Evaſion</hi> A eſcape.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Eclipſe</hi> Darkneſſe of the Sunne.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Extempore</hi> Without ſin. die.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Exanimate</hi> To trouble the mind.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Education</hi> Bringing vp,</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Epithete</hi> A title given to any thing.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Expence</hi> Coſt.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Exaſperate</hi> To anger.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Evitable</hi> To be ſhunned.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Exceſſive</hi> Too much.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Effeminate</hi> To womaniſh.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Exorable</hi> To be intreated</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Elegancy</hi> Fineneſſe of ſpeech.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Expedition</hi> Speed.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Exigent</hi> Neceſsity.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Election</hi> Choiſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Explicite</hi> Vnfolded.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Eloquution</hi> Good expreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Exile</hi> Baniſhed.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Explicate</hi> To declare.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Eſtimate</hi> Price or rate.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Enjoy</hi> Keep or poſſeffe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Engaged</hi> Indebted.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Event</hi> End, ſucceffe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Extraordinary</hi> More then common.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>F</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>FRivolous</hi> Trifeling.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fortunate</hi> Happy.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fiction</hi> A tale.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fatall</hi> Mortall.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fortitude</hi> Valor.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fervent</hi> Hot.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fulgent</hi> Gliſtring.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Figurative</hi> Shadowed.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Faculty</hi> Power or ability.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Finite</hi> Having an end.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fruition</hi> Injoying.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fabulous</hi> Fained.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fraudulent</hi> Deceitfull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fragrant</hi> Smelling ſweet</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fallacy</hi> Deceit.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fidelity</hi> Truſtines.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Fantaſie</hi> Imagination.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Felicity</hi> Happineffe.</item>
               <item>
                  <pb facs="tcp:5913:140"/>
                  <hi>Feature</hi> Shape.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Foundation</hi> Groundwork</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Falſifie</hi> To breake ones word.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>G</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>GRatifie</hi> To pleaſure</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Genuine</hi> Naturall.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Gratulate</hi> To be glad.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Generoſity</hi> Nobility.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Glorifie</hi> To give honour.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>H</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>HAbitude</hi> Diſpoſition</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Heroicall</hi> Beſeem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing a Nobleman.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Harmony</hi> Agreement.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Hereditary</hi> By ſucceſsion.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Habit</hi> Apparell.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>I</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>IMproper</hi> Vnfit.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Incident</hi> Hapning.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Introduction</hi> Entrance.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Iſſue</hi> Euent.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Immature</hi> Vnripe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Improvident</hi> Careleſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Irefull</hi> Angry.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Iudicious</hi> Vnderſtanding</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Indulgence</hi> Sufferance.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Imprudent</hi> Ignorant.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Illuſtrate</hi> To make plain.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inamoured</hi> In Love.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Immutable</hi> Vnchangeable</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ineffable</hi> Vnſpeakable.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Include</hi> Shut in.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ignoble</hi> Of baſe birth.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Interpret</hi> To expound.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inſolent</hi> Proud.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Incurre</hi> To run into.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Invective</hi> Speaking a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Indignation</hi> Anger.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Immaculate</hi> Vnſpotted.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Incommodious</hi> Hurtfull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inſtinct</hi> An inward moti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Intricate</hi> Doubtfull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Improbable</hi> Not to bee proved.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Interrupt</hi> To let.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Induce</hi> To move to.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Impediment</hi> Hinderanee.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Incommunicable</hi> Not to be imparted.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Intolerable</hi> Inſufferable</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Intercept</hi> To prevent.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Impenetrable</hi> Not to bee pierced.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inſiſt</hi> To ſtay vpon.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Indecent</hi> Not comely.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Interdict</hi> To forbid.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Imperious</hi> Deſiring rule.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Infallible</hi> Not deceivable</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inſtitute</hi> To appoint.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Intimate</hi> To ſignifie.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Intermiſſion</hi> Breaking off.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Implore</hi> Deſire with teares.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Impertinent.</hi> Not pertai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Implacable</hi> Not to bee pleaſed.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inſult</hi> To triumph.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Incompatible</hi> Inſuffera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inſtable</hi> Inconſtant.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Individual</hi> Not to be par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted.</item>
               <item>
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                  <hi>Inſpire</hi> To breath into.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inculpable</hi> Without fault</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Incomprehenſible</hi> Not to be conceived.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inſenſible</hi> Not to bee per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Incredulous</hi> Hardly to be beleeved.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inſeparable</hi> Not bee divi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Intentive</hi> Earneſtly bent.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Integrity</hi> Pureneffe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Inſenſity</hi> Without feeling</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Indiſpoſition</hi> Backeward<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>L</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>LInguiſt</hi> Skilfull in tongues.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Lenitie</hi> Gentleneffe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Labyrinth</hi> Full of win<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dings.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Loyall</hi> Obedient truſty.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Languiſhing</hi> Pining.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Literature</hi> Learning.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Laudible</hi> worthy of praiſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Laſcivious</hi> Wanton.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Luſter</hi> Brightneffe.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>M</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>MOllifie</hi> To make ſoft.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Maxime</hi> A principle.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Mutable</hi> Changeable.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Manifeſt</hi> Open.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Metamorphoſis</hi> Changing of ſhape.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Magnificent</hi> Sumptuous.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Mitigate</hi> Aſſwage.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Mentall</hi> Belonging to the mind</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Malecontent</hi> Diſcontnt.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Mature</hi> Ripe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Mirror</hi> A glaſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Metaphor</hi> Similitude.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Muſes</hi> Goddeſſes of lear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Menace</hi> To threaten.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Morality</hi> Civill behavi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Multiplicity</hi> Variety.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Magitians</hi> Sorcerers wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ches.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Melancholy</hi> Griefe, ſad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Merits</hi> Deſerts.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>N</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>NVptiall</hi> Belonging to marriage.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Notion</hi> Inward know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Nuncupatory</hi> Declaring.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Native,</hi> Where one is borne.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>O</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>OPpoſite</hi> Contrary.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Odious</hi> Hatefull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Originall</hi> Firſt beginning</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Obſcure</hi> Darke.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Object</hi> A thing ſet againſt</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Oratory</hi> Eloquent ſpeech.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Obſequious</hi> Serviceable.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Officious</hi> Dutifull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Obdurate</hi> Hardened.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Omit</hi> To let paſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Oprobrious</hi> Reprochfull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Obliged</hi> Bound to.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Occurrences</hi> Occaſions.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ominous</hi> Signifies good or ill lucke.</item>
               <item>
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                  <hi>Operation</hi> Effect.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Obſervant</hi> Dutifull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Odoriferous</hi> Smelling ſweetly.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ornament</hi> Adorning.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Oprobrious</hi> Reproachfull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ordained</hi> Appointed.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>P</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>PRopitious</hi> Favourable</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ponderous</hi> Waighty.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Period</hi> End of a ſentence.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Prolixe</hi> Tedious.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Perſiſt</hi> To continue.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Parragon</hi> A patterne or example.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Proſtrate</hi> To fall on the ground.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Perplexity</hi> Trouble.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Placable</hi> Eaſie to pleaſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Progreſſe</hi> Going forward.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Poſition</hi> A queſtion diſpu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Paradoxe</hi> A ſtrang ſpeech.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Project</hi> A plot.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Prefixed</hi> Set before.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Patronize</hi> To defend.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Promiſcuous</hi> Confuſed.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Perfidious</hi> Traiterous.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Poliſh</hi> Make faire.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Prohibit</hi> To forbid.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Pretermit</hi> To paſſe-over.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Permanent</hi> Continuing.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Precipitate</hi> To caſt down.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Proſecute</hi> Follow after.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Prejudice</hi> To hinder.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Permiſſion</hi> Sufferance.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Procraſtinate</hi> To delay.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Perſpicuous</hi> Cleere.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Preſcription</hi> Limitation.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Participate</hi> To partake.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Perſonate</hi> To counterfeit a perſon.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Probable</hi> Proved true.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Perpetuity</hi> Continuance.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Phantaſie</hi> Imagination.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Peculiar</hi> Proper.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Patheticall</hi> Full of paſsi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Perfections</hi> Gifts of na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Perfumes</hi> Sweet ſmels.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Paſſionately</hi> Truly loving</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Perpetuall</hi> Everlaſting.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>R</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>RIgorous</hi> Cruell.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Repulſe</hi> To drive backe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ruſticall</hi> Vnmannerly.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reject</hi> To caſt away.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reduce</hi> To bring backe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Revolve</hi> To determine in the mind.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reſemblance</hi> Likeneſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ratifie</hi> To confirme.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reſigne</hi> To give to ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Repeale</hi> To call backe a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaine.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Repute</hi> To eſteeme.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reſplendent</hi> Shining bright.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Ridiculous</hi> To be laught at.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reſerve</hi> To keepe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reall</hi> Subſtantiall.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reiterate</hi> Repeat againe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reſpite</hi> To defer.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Remit</hi> To forgive.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Refractory</hi> Obſtinate.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reaſſume</hi> To take again.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Remunerate</hi> Reward.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reliques</hi> The remainder.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reference</hi> Pointing at.</item>
               <item>
                  <pb facs="tcp:5913:141"/>
                  <hi>Regall</hi> Princely.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Retribution</hi> A reward.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Refulgent</hi> Shining.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reflection</hi> Caſting backe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reputation</hi> Credit good name.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reflect</hi> To Looke, caſt an eye.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Remaine</hi> To continue conſtant.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Reprovable</hi> To be blamed</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Rarities</hi> Things hard to be found.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>S</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>Supreame</hi> Higheſt.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Splendent</hi> Gliſtering.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Succeed</hi> To follow.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Structure</hi> Building.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Serenity</hi> Calmnes.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Simpathy</hi> Fellow-feeling.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Suppoſition</hi> Thinking.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Sollicite</hi> To moue.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Succinct</hi> Short.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Suſpence</hi> A doubt.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Sable</hi> Black or mournful</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Submiſſe</hi> Lowly.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Superiority</hi> above another</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Select</hi> Choſen out.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Subſequent</hi> following.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Spatious</hi> Large.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Suſtaine</hi> To ſuffer.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Seduce</hi> To deceive.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Sublimity</hi> Hight.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Survive</hi> To out-live.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Soveraigne</hi> Higheſt autho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Scruple</hi> A doubt.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Superfluous</hi> Needleſſe.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Symmetry</hi> Due proportion of parts.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Senſuall</hi> Brutiſh.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Stupifie</hi> To aſtoniſh.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Simplicity</hi> Plainnes.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Subſiſt</hi> To abide.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Society</hi> Fellowſhip.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Servile</hi> Slaviſh.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Sutable</hi> Agreeable.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Suſpitious</hi> Doubtfull.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>T</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>TReſſes</hi> Locks of haire.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Tranſcendent</hi> Cli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ming over.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Timorous</hi> Fearefull.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Triumphant</hi> Rejoycing in victory.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Tedious</hi> Troubleſome.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Transforme</hi> To change.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Terrene</hi> Earthly.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Tranquillity</hi> Quietnes.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Tolerable</hi> May bee ſuffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Tragicall</hi> Sorrowful.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Temporize</hi> To ſerve the <hi>times,</hi>
               </item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Tranſparent</hi> May be ſeene</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Tenent</hi> Opinion.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>V</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>VNiverſall</hi> Generall.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Vnanimity</hi> Of one mind</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Vitall</hi> Lively.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Variable</hi> Changeable.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Value</hi> Eſteeme.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Vulgar</hi> Common.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Vndervalue</hi> Diſcommend.</item>
               <item>
                  <hi>Vigorous</hi> Strong &amp; luſty.</item>
            </list>
            <list>
               <head>W</head>
               <item>
                  <hi>WReath</hi> Garland or Crowne.</item>
            </list>
            <trailer>FINIS.</trailer>
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