Of his small hand? Yet not so small Though bare his skin, his mind he covers, With wanton wing, now here, now there, In the closet of their brest. Yet such a one as (Jove knows how) Of Heavens high'st Archies to fall narrow. His Torch Imperious though but small Though thou see the crafty Elfe, Tell down his Silver-drops unto thee, They'r counterfeit, and will undoe thee. With baited smiles if he display His fawning cheeks, looke not that way. Start, and say, The Serpent hisses. Prethee, sweet now let me go, Here's my Quiver Shafts and Bow, I'le give thee all, take all, take heed Lest his kindnesse make thee bleed. What e're it be Love offers, still presume That though it shines, 'tis fire and will consume. H On Nanus mounted upon an Ant. Igh mounted on an Ant Nanus the tall All torne; with much adoe yet e're he dyes, Upon Venus putting on Mars his Armes. W Hat? Mars his sword? faire Cytherea say, Mars thou hast beaten naked, and ô then What need'st thou put on arms against poore men? Upon the same. Allas saw Venus arm'd, and streight she cry'd, Come if thou dar'st, thus, thus let us be try'd. Why foole! saies Venus, thus provok'st thou mee, That being nak't, thou know'st could conquer thee? In Se[ren]issimæ Reginæ pa[rt]um hyemalem. Erta, puer, (quis nunc flores non præbeat hortus?) Quid tu nescio quos narras mihi, stulte, Decembres ? Prodit,& in sacris quæ sedet uva jugis? Sæpe sit has vernas hyemes Maios Decembres, Sit tuus ille uterus nostri bonus arbiter anni: Epitaphium in Dominum Herrisium. ST Iste te paulum (viator) ubi longum sisti Necesse erit, huc tempe properare te scias quocunque properas. More pretium erit Si jacere hic scias Gulielmum Sub verna fronte senilis animus, Sub morum [facilitate, [s]everitas virtutis; Sub majore modestia, maxima indoles. adeo se occuluerunt ut vitam ejus Pulchram dixeris & pudicam dissimulationem: Imo vero & morte, Ecce enim in ipso funere Dissimulari se passus est, Sub tantillo marmore tantum hospitem, Eo nimerum majore monumento quo minore tumulo. Eo ipso die occubuit quo Ecclesia Anglica nec ad vesperas legit, Raptus est ne militia mutaret Intellectum ejus ; Scilicet. Id. Octobris, Anno. Sal. 1631. |