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Which nature only, and no art could find, My friends, your fathers 1 fhall surely see;
But what she taught before, the call d to mind. Nor only those I lov'd, or who lov'd me;
These to his sons (as Xenophon records)

But such as before ours did end their days; Of the great Cyrus were the dying words ; Of whom we hlás, and read, and write their " Fear not when I depart (nor therefore mourn) praise. " I shall be no where, or to nothing turn:

This I believe: for were I on my way, That foul, which gave me life, was scen by none, None should persuade me to return, or stay:

Yet by the actionsic design’d, was known; Should fonie god tell me, that I should be born, " And though its fight no mortal eye shall sec, And cry again, his offer I would scorn; " Yet know, for ever it the same shall be. Asham'd, when I have ended well my race, " That soul, which can immortal glory give To be led back to my first starting-place. " To her own virtues, must for ever live. And since with life we are more griev'd than " Can you believe, that man's all knowing mind joy'd, " Can to a mortal body be confin'd?

We should be either satisfy'd or cloy'd : Though a foul foolish prison her immure Yet will I not my length of days deplore, On earth, the (when escap'd) is wise and pure. As many wife and learn'd have done before; " Man's body, when diffolv’d, is but the same Nor can I think fuch life in vain is lent, With bealts, and mult return from whence it Which for our country and our friends is spent.

Hence from an inn, not from my home I pass, " But whence into our bodies reason flows, Since nature meant us here no dwelling-place. "Nonc fees it, when it comes, or where it goes. Happy when I, from this turmoil set free,

Nothing resembles death so much as sleep, That peaceful and divine aflenihly fee :
Yet then our minds thenselves from flumber Not only those I nam'd I there shall grect,

But my own gallant, virtuous Cato mect.
* When from their fichly bondage they are free, Nor did I weep, when I to ashes turn'd
Then what divine and future things they sec ! His belov'd hody, who Mould mine have burn'd.
Which makes it most apparent whence they 1 in my thoughts beheld his fuul ascend,

Where his fixe hopes our interview attend : * And what they hall hereafter be, declare." Then cease to wonder that I feel no grief This noble speech the dying Cyrus made. From age, which is of my delights the chief. Me, Scipio, shall no argument persuade,

My hopes, if this assurance hath deceiv'd, Thy grandfire, and his brother, to whom Fame (That i man's fond immortal have believ'd) Cave, from two conqueror'd parts o'th' world, And if I err, no power shall dispossess

My thoughts of that expected happiness. Nor thy grcat grandfire, nor thy father Paul, | Though some minute philosophers pretend, Who fell at Cannæ against Hannibal;

That with our days our pains and pleasures end. Nor ! (for 'tis permitied to the ag'd

If it be so, I hold the safer side,
To boaft their actiuns) had so oft engag'd For none of them my error shall deride.
la battles, and in pleadings, had we thought, And Sf hereafter no rewards appcar,
That only Fanie our virtuous a&ions bought; Yet virtue hath itself rewarded here.
Twere better in soft pleasures and repose If those, who this opinion have despis'd,
Ingloriously cur peaceful eyes to close :

And their whole life to pleasure sacrific'd,
Some high assurance hath poffust my mind, Should feel their error, they, when undeceiv’d,
After my death an happier life to find.

Too late will wish, that me they had believ'd. Unless our souls from the inmortals came, If fouls no immortality obtain, What end have we to fcek immortal fame? "Tis fit our bodies thould be out of pain. All virtuous spirits fome such hope attends,

The same uncaliness which every thing Therefore the wise his days with pleasure ends. Gives to our nature, life niust also bring. The foolin and short-sighted die with sear, Good acts, if long, seem tedious; so is age, Tha they go no-where, or they know not where. Aging too long upon this earth her stage. The wise and virtuous soul, with clearer eyes, Thus much for age, to which when you arrive, Before the parts, some happy port descries. That joy to you, which it gives me, 'twill give,

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ibid 2I ibid 22, ibid ibid ibid 23 ibid

25 ibid

ibid zo *

24 ibid of

26 2.


An answer to a copy of Verses sent me to The Given Love

57 Jersey 27 | The Spring

38 The Tree of Knowledge, that there is no Written in Juice of Lemon

ibid knowledge. Against the Dogmatists ibid Inconstancy

39 Reason, the use of it in divine matters 28 Not Fair & On the Death of Mr. Crashaw ibid Platonic Love

ibid A Poem on the late Civil War 29 | The Change

ibid The Puritan and the Papift. A Satire 34 Clad all in White

60 The Character of an holy Sister 36 Leaving me, and then loving many

ibid My Heart discovered

ibid ANACREONTIQUES: OR, SOME COPIES Answer to the Platonics

61 OF VERSES, TRANSLATED PARA. The Vain Love. Loving one first because PHRASTICALLY OUT OF

she could love Nobody, afterwards loving ANACREON. her with Defire

ibid The Soul

ibid 1. Love

The Pallions

62 II. Drinking


ibid III. Beauty


The Despair IV. The Duel ibid


The With V. Age 38

63 My Dict

ibid VI. The Account

'The Thief

ibid VII. Gold

All-over Love

64 VIII. The Epicure

Love and Life

ibid IX. Another

The Bargain

ibid X. The Grasshopper

The Long Life

ibid XI. The Swallow


65 Elegy upon Anacreon, who was choaked by

Resolv'd to be belov'd

ibid a grape-stone

The same


The Discovery

66 OCCASIONS. Against Fruition

ibid Love undiscovered

ibid Christ's Passion, taken out of a Greek Ode, The given Heart

ibid written by Mr. Masters, of New College, The Prophet

67 in Oxford 40 The Resolution

itid Ode on Orinda's Poems 41 | Called Inconstant

ihid Ode upon occasion of a copy of Verses of my The Welcome

ibid Lord Beoghill's

42 | The Heart fied again Ode. Mr. Cowley's Book presenting itself Women's Superftition to the University Library of Oxford ibid The Soul

ibid Ode. Sitting and drinking in the Chair made Echo

ibid out of the Relics of Sir Francis Drake's The Rich Rival

ivid Ship 43 Against Hope

69 Upon the Death of the Earl of Balcarres


For Hope Ode. Upon Dr. Harvey 45 Love's Ingratitude

ibid Ode, from Catullus. Acme and Septimius ibid The Frailty Ode upon his Majesty's Restoration and Re


ib: turn 46 Enjoyment

ibid On the Queen's repairing Somerset-house 50 Sleep

ibid The Complaint

51 | Beauty On Colonel Tuke's Tragi-Coniedy, “ The

The Parting Adventures of Five Hours" $? My Picture

ibid On the Death of Mrs. Katharine Philips ibid The Concealment

ibid. Hymn to Light

53 The Monopoly To the Royal Society

34 The Distance Upon the Chair made out of Sir Francis The Increase

ibid Drake's Ship, presented to the University Love's Visibility

ibid Library of Oxford, by John Davis, of Looking on, and discoursing with, his Alistress 93 Deptford, Esquire,

56 Resolved to love Prologue to “The Cutter of Colman-Street” ibid My Fate


The Heart-breaking

ibid The Request


Impoflibilities The Thraldom

Silence 57



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