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Speaker 1: Section one Alexandreas. I sing the man that never equal knew,
Speaker 1: whose mighty arms all Asia did subdue? Whose conquests through
Speaker 1: the spacious world? Do ring that city? Razor king, destroying king?
Speaker 1: Who o'er the warlike masdons did reign and worthily the
Speaker 1: name of great did gain? This is the prince if
Speaker 1: fame you will believe to ancient story any credit give
Speaker 1: who when the globe of Earth he had subdued with tears,
Speaker 1: the easy victory pursued because that no more worlds there
Speaker 1: were to win, no further scene to act his glories
Speaker 1: in Ah, that some pitying muse would now inspire my
Speaker 1: frozen style with a poetic fire and raptures worthy of
Speaker 1: his matchless fame. Whose deeds I sing, whose never fading name,
Speaker 1: long as the world shall fresh and deathless last, no
Speaker 1: less to future ages than the past. Great My presumption
Speaker 1: is I must confess. But if I thrive my glories
Speaker 1: near the less, nor will it from his conquests derogate
Speaker 1: a female pen is accident it celebrate. If thou, O muse,
Speaker 1: wilt thy assistance give such as made Nasso and great
Speaker 1: Marrow live with him, whom Melus fertile banks did bear,
Speaker 1: live though their bodies dust and ashes, are whose laurels
Speaker 1: were not fresher than their fame is now and will
Speaker 1: for ever be the same. If thee like favor thou
Speaker 1: wilt grant to me, O, Queen of Verse, I'll not ungrateful,
Speaker 1: be my choicest hours to THEE. I'll dedicate tis thou
Speaker 1: shalt rule, Tis thou shalt be my fate. But if
Speaker 1: coy goddess, thou shalt this deny, and from my humble
Speaker 1: suit disdaining fly, I'll stoop and beg no more. Since
Speaker 1: I know this writing of him, I cannot write amiss.
Speaker 1: His lofty deeds will raise each feeble line, and god
Speaker 1: like acts will make my verse divine. Twas at the
Speaker 1: time the golden sun doth rise, and with his beams
Speaker 1: in lights the azure skies, when lo a troop in
Speaker 1: silver arms drew near the glorious sun did near so
Speaker 1: bright appear. Dire scarlet plumes adorn'd their haughty crests, and
Speaker 1: crescent shields did shade their shining breasts. Down from their
Speaker 1: shoulders hung a panther's hide, A bow and quiver rattl'd
Speaker 1: by their side, their hands a knotty well tried spear
Speaker 1: did bear jocund. They seem'd and quite devoid of fear.
Speaker 1: These warlike virgins were that du reside near Thermodon, on
Speaker 1: smooth banks and verdant side. The plains of Themisgarri their
Speaker 1: birth do boast. Theleestrius now did head thee beauteous host,
Speaker 1: she emulating that illustrious dame who, to the aid of
Speaker 1: Troy and Priam came, and her who thee Ritulian Prince
Speaker 1: did aid, though dearly, both for their assistance paid But
Speaker 1: fear she scorned, nor thee like fate did dread her host.
Speaker 1: She often to the field had led as oft in triumph,
Speaker 1: had returned to gain glory. She only sought for all
Speaker 1: her pain. This martial queen had heard how loudly Fame
Speaker 1: echoed our conqueror's redoubted name her soul, his conduct and
Speaker 1: his courage fired to see the hero she so much admired,
Speaker 1: and to Hyrcanea. For this cause, she went where Alexander Holy, then,
Speaker 1: intent on triumphs and such military sport, at truce with war,
Speaker 1: held both his camp and court. And while before the
Speaker 1: town she did attend her messenger's return, she saw ascend
Speaker 1: a cloud of dust that covered all the sky, and still,
Speaker 1: at every pause there stroke her eye the interrupted beams
Speaker 1: of burnished gold as dust. The splendor hid or did unfold.
Speaker 1: Loud neighings of the steeds and trumpets sound filled all
Speaker 1: the air and echoed from the ground. The gallant Greeks,
Speaker 1: with a brisk march, drew near, and their great chief
Speaker 1: did at their head appear, and now come up to
Speaker 1: the Amazonian band. They made a halt and a respectful stand,
Speaker 1: and both the troops, with like amazement struck did each
Speaker 1: another with deep silence. Look. The heroic queen, whose high
Speaker 1: pretense to war canceled the bashful laws and nicer bar
Speaker 1: of modesty which did her sex restrain, first boldly did
Speaker 1: advance before her train. And thus she spake all but
Speaker 1: a god in name, and that a debt time owes
Speaker 1: unto thy fame and of section one, section two of
Speaker 1: Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording
Speaker 1: is in the public domain to the Queen. As those
Speaker 1: who passed the Alps do say, the rocks which first
Speaker 1: oppose their way, and so amazing high do show by
Speaker 1: fresh ascents appear but low, and when they come unto
Speaker 1: the last they scorn the dwarfish hills they've passed. So
Speaker 1: though my muse at her first flight, thought she had
Speaker 1: chose the greatest height, and imped with Alexander's name, believed
Speaker 1: there was no further fame, behold an eye holy divine
Speaker 1: vouchsafed upon my verse to shine. And from that time
Speaker 1: I gan to treat with pity him the world called great,
Speaker 1: to smile at his exalted fate unequal though gigantic state,
Speaker 1: I saw that pitch was not sublime compared with this
Speaker 1: which now I climb. His glories sunk and were unseen
Speaker 1: when once appear'd the heav'n born Queen, Victory's laurels, conquer'd
Speaker 1: kings took place among inferior things. Now surely I shall
Speaker 1: reach the clouds, for none besides such virtue shrouds, having
Speaker 1: scald this with holy strains, not higher, but the heaven
Speaker 1: remains no more. I'll praise on them. Bestow who too
Speaker 1: ill deeds their glories, owe who build their babbles of
Speaker 1: renown upon the poor, oppressed crown whole kingdoms do depopulate
Speaker 1: to raise a proud and short lived state. I prize
Speaker 1: no more such frantic might than his that did with
Speaker 1: windmills fight. No give me prowess that, with charms of
Speaker 1: grace and goodness, not with harms, erects a throne. I
Speaker 1: inward parts and rules men's wills, but with their who
Speaker 1: with piety and virtue, thus propitiates God and conquers us.
Speaker 1: And that now, like aarana here alters of praises I
Speaker 1: could rear, suiting her worth, which might be seen like
Speaker 1: a queen's present to a queen alone. She stands for
Speaker 1: virtue's cause when all decry upholds her laws, when to
Speaker 1: banish her is the strife keeps her unexiled in her life,
Speaker 1: guarding her matchless innocence from storms of boldest impudence. In
Speaker 1: spite of all the scoffs and rage and persecutions of
Speaker 1: the age, owns virtues altar feeds the flame, adores her
Speaker 1: much derided name, while impiously her hands they tie loves
Speaker 1: her in her captivity. Like Perseus saves her when she
Speaker 1: stands exposed to thee Leviathan. So did bright lamps once
Speaker 1: live in urns, so camphor in the water burns. So
Speaker 1: Etna's flames do near go out, those snows do freeze
Speaker 1: her head without. How dares bold vice, unmasked walk and
Speaker 1: like a giant proudly stalk when virtues so exalted, seen
Speaker 1: armed and triumphant in the queen. How dares its ulcerous
Speaker 1: face appear when heavenly beauty is so near? But so
Speaker 1: when God was close at hand, and the bright cloud
Speaker 1: did threatening stand in sight of Israel on the tent,
Speaker 1: they on in their rebellion, went, Oh, that I once
Speaker 1: so happy, were to find a nearer shelter there Till then,
Speaker 1: poor dove, I wandering fly between the deluge and the sky,
Speaker 1: Till then I mourn, but do not sing, and oft
Speaker 1: shall plunge my wearied wing. If her blessed hand vouchsafe
Speaker 1: the grace I the arc with her, to give a
Speaker 1: place I safe from danger shall be found When vice
Speaker 1: and folly others drowned and of section two, Section three
Speaker 1: of Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox
Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. A pastoral dialogue. Dorinda
Speaker 1: Sabie in perfumes fragrant roses bring with all the flowers
Speaker 1: that paint the gaudy spring, scatter them all in young
Speaker 1: Alexis's way, with all that's sweet, and like himself that's gay.
Speaker 1: Alexis immortal laurels, and as lasting praise crown the divine.
Speaker 1: Dorinda's matchless lays. May all hearts stoop where mine would
Speaker 1: gladly yield, had not, like chorus, prepossessed the field. Dorinda,
Speaker 1: would my Alexis meet my noble flame in all asnia.
Speaker 1: Neither youth nor dame should so renowned in deathless numbers,
Speaker 1: shine as thy exalted name should do in mine Alexis.
Speaker 1: He'll need no trophy nor ambitious hears who shall be
Speaker 1: honored by Dorinda's verse. But where it is inscribed that
Speaker 1: here doth lie Lecorus's love, that fame can never die.
Speaker 1: Dorinda on Tiber's bank I thrice as did spy, and
Speaker 1: by his side did brightly chorus lie she crowned his
Speaker 1: head and kissed his amorous brow. Ah Poor Alexis. Ah.
Speaker 1: Then where wert thou Alexis? When thou sawest that I
Speaker 1: ne'er had seen my fare, and what past then ought
Speaker 1: not to be my care? I lived not then, but
Speaker 1: first began to be when I look Chorus loved and
Speaker 1: she loved me. Dorinda, Ah, choose a faith, A faith
Speaker 1: that's like thine own. A virgin love. A love that's
Speaker 1: newly blown tis not enough. A maiden's heart is chaste.
Speaker 1: It must be single and not once misplaced Alexis. Thus,
Speaker 1: do our priests of heavenly pastors tell eternal groves, all
Speaker 1: earthly that is, sell and think to wean us from
Speaker 1: our loves below by dazzling objects which we cannot know.
Speaker 1: And of section three, Section four of Poems sixteen eighty
Speaker 1: six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording is in the
Speaker 1: public domain. On death, tell me thou safest end of
Speaker 1: all our woe? Why wretched mortals do avoid thee So thou,
Speaker 1: gentle drier o'er the inflicted tears, Thou, noble ender of
Speaker 1: the coward spheres, Thou sweet repose to lover's sad despair,
Speaker 1: Thou calm t ambition's rough, tempestuous care. If in regard
Speaker 1: of bliss thou wert a curse, and then the joys
Speaker 1: of paradise art worse. Yet, after Man from his first
Speaker 1: station fell, and God from Eden Adam did expel, thou
Speaker 1: wert no more an evil, but relief. THEE balm and
Speaker 1: cure to every human grief. Through THEE. What man had
Speaker 1: forfeited before, he now enjoys, and ne'er can lose it more.
Speaker 1: No subtile serpents in the grave, betray worms on the body.
Speaker 1: There not soul, do pray no vice there tempts, no terrors,
Speaker 1: there affright, no cousining sin affords a false delight. No
Speaker 1: vain contentions do that peace annoy. No fierce alarms break
Speaker 1: the lasting joy. Ah, Since from THEE so many blessings flow,
Speaker 1: such real good as life can never know. Come. When
Speaker 1: thou wilt in thy a frighteningest dress, thy shape shall
Speaker 1: never make thy welcome. Less Thou mayst to joy, but
Speaker 1: near to fear give birth. Thou best, as well as
Speaker 1: certainest thing on earth, fly THEE. May travelers then fly
Speaker 1: their rest, and hungry infants fly the proffered breast. Know
Speaker 1: those that faint and tremble at thy name fly from
Speaker 1: their good on a mistaken fame. Thus childish fear did
Speaker 1: Israel of old from plenty and the promised land withhold
Speaker 1: they fancied giants and refuse to go when Canaan did
Speaker 1: with milk and honey flow and of section four, Section
Speaker 1: five of Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This
Speaker 1: LibriVox recording is in the public domain. First epigram, upon
Speaker 1: being contented with a little, we deem them moderate, but enough,
Speaker 1: implore what barely will suffice? And ask no more who say,
Speaker 1: Oh jove, a competency gives neither in luxury or want.
Speaker 1: We'd live. But what is that which these enough do call?
Speaker 1: If both the indies unto some should fall, such wealth
Speaker 1: would yet enough, but only be and what they'd term
Speaker 1: not want or luxury among the suits. O jove, my humbler,
Speaker 1: take a little, give I that enough will make. The
Speaker 1: second epigram on Belinda Wanton. Belinda loudly does complain, I've
Speaker 1: changed my love of late into disdain. Calls me unconstant,
Speaker 1: because I now adore thee chase Marcella that loved her
Speaker 1: before sin or dishonor me as well, may blame that
Speaker 1: I repent or do avoid a shame. The third epigram
Speaker 1: on an atheist. Posthumous boasts he does not thunder fear,
Speaker 1: and for this cause would innocent appear, that in his
Speaker 1: soul no terror does he feel at threatened vultures or
Speaker 1: Ixion's wheel, which from the guilty. But when Fabius told
Speaker 1: what acts gainst murder lately were enrolled, gainst incest rapine
Speaker 1: straight upon the tail, his color changed, and Posthumous grew pale.
Speaker 1: His impious courage had no other route but that the
Speaker 1: villain atheist was to boot. The fourth epigram on Gala.
Speaker 1: Now liquid streams by thee fierce cold, to grow as
Speaker 1: solid as the rocks from whence they flow. Now Tiber's
Speaker 1: banks with ice, united meat, and its firm stream may
Speaker 1: well be termed its street now voutries for the shrines
Speaker 1: like statues show and scarce the men from images we know.
Speaker 1: Now Winter's palsy seizes every age, and none so warm,
Speaker 1: but feels the season's rage, even the bright lilies and
Speaker 1: triumphant red, which o'er Corinna's youthful cheeks are spread, look
Speaker 1: pale and bleak, and show a purple hue and violet stain.
Speaker 1: Where Roses lately grew Gala alone with wonder we behold,
Speaker 1: maintain her spring and still outbrave the cold. Her constant
Speaker 1: white does not to frost give place, nor fresh vermilion
Speaker 1: fade upon her face. Sure, divine beauty in this dame
Speaker 1: does shine. Not humane one replied, yet not divine. A
Speaker 1: farewell to worldly joys. Farewell ye, unsubstantial joys, ye gilded
Speaker 1: nothing's gaudy toys. Too long, ye have my soul mislay
Speaker 1: led too long with airy diet fed. But now my
Speaker 1: heart ye shall know more deceive as you have heretofore.
Speaker 1: For when I hear such sirens sing like if Acau's
Speaker 1: forewarned king, with prudent resolution, I will sow my will
Speaker 1: and fancy tie that stronger to the mast, not he
Speaker 1: than I to reason bound will be. And though your
Speaker 1: witchcrafts strike my ear, unhurt like him your charms, I'll
Speaker 1: hear and of section five, section six of Poems sixteen
Speaker 1: eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording is in
Speaker 1: the public domain. The complaint of a lover seest thou
Speaker 1: yonder craggy rock, whose head o'erlooks the swelling main, where
Speaker 1: never shepherd fed his flock, or careful peasant sow'd his grain.
Speaker 1: No wholesome herb grows on the same, or bird of
Speaker 1: day will on it. Rest tis barren, as the hopeless
Speaker 1: flame that scorches my tormented breast. Deep underneath a cave
Speaker 1: does lie the entrance hid with dismal yew, where Phoebus
Speaker 1: never shewed his eye or cheerful day, yet pierced through
Speaker 1: in that dark melancholy cell. Retreat and solace to my woe,
Speaker 1: love sad, despair, and iye do dwell the springs from
Speaker 1: whence my griefs do flow treacherous love that did appear
Speaker 1: when he at first approached my heart, dressed in a garb,
Speaker 1: far from severe or threatening, aught of future, smart, so innocent,
Speaker 1: those charms then seemed when Rosalind at first I spied ah,
Speaker 1: who would them have deadly deemed? But flowers do often
Speaker 1: Serpents hide beneath those sweets, concealed lay to love, the
Speaker 1: cruel foe disdain with which Alas she does repay my
Speaker 1: constant and deserving pain, When I, in tears, have spent
Speaker 1: the night with sighs, I usher in the sun, who
Speaker 1: never saw a sadder sight in all the courses he
Speaker 1: has run. Sleep, which to others ease does prove comes
Speaker 1: unto me alas in vain. For in my dreams I
Speaker 1: am in love, and in them too she does disdain
Speaker 1: sometimes to muse my sorrow eyes unto the hollow rocks repair,
Speaker 1: and loudly to the echo, cry, Ah, gentle nymph, come
Speaker 1: ease my care, thou who times past a lover word. Ah,
Speaker 1: pity me, who now am so and by a sense
Speaker 1: of thine own smart alleviate my mighty woe. Come flatter then,
Speaker 1: or chide my grief, catch my last words and call
Speaker 1: me fool, or say she loves for my relief my passion,
Speaker 1: either soothe or school and of section six, Section seven
Speaker 1: of Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox
Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. Love the soul of poetry.
Speaker 1: When first Alexis did in verse delight his muse in
Speaker 1: low but graceful numbers, walked, and now and then a
Speaker 1: little proudly stalked, but never aimed at any noble flight,
Speaker 1: the herds, the groves, the gentle peerling streams adorned his
Speaker 1: song and were his highest themes. But love these thoughts,
Speaker 1: like mists, did soon disperse, enlarged his fancy and set
Speaker 1: free his muse, biding him more illustrious subjects choose the
Speaker 1: acts of gods and godlike men rehearse. From thence new
Speaker 1: raptures did his breast inspire. His scarce warm heart converted
Speaker 1: was to fire. The exalted poet, raised by this new
Speaker 1: flame with vigor flies where late he crept along and
Speaker 1: acts divine in a diviner song, commits to the eternal
Speaker 1: tromp of fame. And thus Alexis does prove love to
Speaker 1: be as the world's soul, the soul of poetry and
Speaker 1: of section seven, Section eight of Poems sixteen eighty six
Speaker 1: by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
Speaker 1: To my Lady Berkeley afflicted upon her son my Lord
Speaker 1: Berkeley's early engaging in the sea service, so the renowned
Speaker 1: eth Akensian queen in tears for her Telemachus was seen.
Speaker 1: When leaving home, he did attempt the ire of raging
Speaker 1: seas to seek his absent sire such bitter sighs, her
Speaker 1: tender breast did rend. But had she known a god,
Speaker 1: did him attend, and would with glory bring him safe again?
Speaker 1: Bright thoughts would then have dispossessed her pain. Ah, noblest lady,
Speaker 1: you that her excel in every virtue, may in prudence
Speaker 1: well suspend your care, knowing what power befriends your hopes
Speaker 1: and what on virtue still attends. In bloody conflicts, he
Speaker 1: will armor find in strongest tempests, he will rule the wind.
Speaker 1: He will, through thousand dangers, force away and still triumphant,
Speaker 1: will his charge convey and the all ruling power that
Speaker 1: can act. Thus will safe return your dear Telemachus alas
Speaker 1: he was not born to live in peace. Souls of
Speaker 1: his temper were not made for ease. The ignoble only
Speaker 1: lives secure from harms. The generous tempt and seek out
Speaker 1: fierce alarms. Huge labors were for Hercules designed Jason to
Speaker 1: fetch the golden fleece engined the minotaur by noble. Theseus
Speaker 1: died in vain. Were valor if it were not tried?
Speaker 1: Should the admired and far sought diamond lie as in
Speaker 1: its bed unpolished to the eye, It would be slighted
Speaker 1: like a common stone. Its value would be small, its
Speaker 1: gloriorry none. But when it has passed the wheel and
Speaker 1: cutter's hand, then it is meet in monarch's crowns to
Speaker 1: stand upon the noble object of your care. Heaven has
Speaker 1: bestowed of worth so large a share that unastonished none
Speaker 1: can him behold or credit all the wonders of him
Speaker 1: told when others at his years were turning o'er the
Speaker 1: acts of heroes that had lived before their valor to
Speaker 1: excite when time should fit. He then did things were
Speaker 1: worthy to be writ stayed not for time, his courage
Speaker 1: that outran in actions far before in years a man
Speaker 1: two French campaigns, he boldly courted fame, while his face
Speaker 1: more the maid than youth, became. Add then to these
Speaker 1: a soul so truly mild, though more than man, obedient
Speaker 1: as a child. And ah should one small ale. All
Speaker 1: these confine virtues created through the world to shine Heaven
Speaker 1: that forbids and madam. So should you remember he but
Speaker 1: bravely does pursue his noble father steps with your own hand.
Speaker 1: Then gird his armor on like him, he'll stand his
Speaker 1: country's champion and worthy be of your high virtue and
Speaker 1: his memory. End of section eight Section nine of Poems
Speaker 1: sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording is
Speaker 1: in the public domain. Saint John Baptist, painted by herself
Speaker 1: in the wilderness, with angels appearing to him, and with
Speaker 1: the lamb by him. The sun's my fire when it
Speaker 1: does shine. The holy springs my cave of wine. The
Speaker 1: rocks and woods afford me meet this lamb, and I,
Speaker 1: on one dish eat the neighboring herds. My garments, send
Speaker 1: my palate. The kind earth doth lend excess and grandeur.
Speaker 1: I decline. My associates only are divine Herodaeus daughter presenting
Speaker 1: to her mother Saint John's head in a charger, also
Speaker 1: painted by herself. Behold, dear mother, who was late, our fear,
Speaker 1: disarmed and harmless. I present you here the tongue tied
Speaker 1: up that made all jury quake, and which so often
Speaker 1: did our greatness shake. No terror sits upon his awful brow,
Speaker 1: where fierceness reigned. There, calmness triumphs now as lovers use.
Speaker 1: He gazes on my face with eyes that languish as
Speaker 1: they sued for grace. Wholly subdued by my victorious charms.
Speaker 1: See how his head reposes in my arms. Come join
Speaker 1: then with me in my just transport, who thus have
Speaker 1: brought the hermite to the court and of section nine,
Speaker 1: Section ten of Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew.
Speaker 1: This LibriVox recording is in the public domain on a
Speaker 1: picture painted by herself representing two nymphs of Diana's, one
Speaker 1: in a posture to hunt the other bathing we are
Speaker 1: Diana's virgin train, descended of no mortal strain. Our bows
Speaker 1: and arrows are our goods, our palaces, the lofty woods,
Speaker 1: the hills and dales at early morn resound and echo
Speaker 1: with our horn. We chase the hind and fallow deer,
Speaker 1: The wolf and bore both dread our spear. In swiftness
Speaker 1: we outstrip the wind and eye and thought. We leave
Speaker 1: behind we fawns and shaggy satyrs awe to Sylvan's ours.
Speaker 1: We give the law whatever does provoke our hate. Our
Speaker 1: javelins strike as sure as fate. We bathe in springs
Speaker 1: to cleanse the soil contracted by our eager toil, in
Speaker 1: which we shine like glittering beams, or crystal in the
Speaker 1: crystal streams. Though venus we transcend in form no wanton
Speaker 1: flames our bosoms warm. If you ask where such whites
Speaker 1: do dwell in what blessed climb that so excel the
Speaker 1: poets only that can tell. And of section ten, Section
Speaker 1: eleven of Poems sixteen eighty six by Ann Killigrew, This
Speaker 1: LibriVox recording is in the public domain an invective against gold.
Speaker 1: Of all the poisons that the fruitful earth ere yet
Speaker 1: brought forth, or monsters she gave birth, nought to mankind,
Speaker 1: has eer so fatal been as thou a cursed gold?
Speaker 1: There care and sin methinks I thee adventurous merchant see
Speaker 1: plowing the faithless seas in search of thee his dearest
Speaker 1: wife and children left behind his real wealth. While he
Speaker 1: a slave to the wind, sometimes becalmed the shore with
Speaker 1: longing eyes wishes to see, and what he wishes spies,
Speaker 1: for a rude tempest wakes him from his dream and
Speaker 1: strands his bark by a more sad extreme. Thus, hopeless
Speaker 1: wretch is his whole lifetime spent. And though thrice wreckt
Speaker 1: s now wiser than he went, I gain I see
Speaker 1: the heav'nly fair despis'd a hag like hell with gold
Speaker 1: more highly prized. Men's faith betrayed, their prince and country sould,
Speaker 1: their God denied all for the idle gold unhappy wretch
Speaker 1: who first found out thee oar. What kind of vengeance
Speaker 1: rests for thee in store? If Nabat's son that Israel
Speaker 1: led astray, meet a severe reward at thee last day,
Speaker 1: some strange, unheard of judgment, thou wilt find who has
Speaker 1: thus caus'd to sin all humane kind? And of Section eleven,
Speaker 1: Section twelve of Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew.
Speaker 1: This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. The Miseries
Speaker 1: of Man. In that so temperate soil Arcadia, named four
Speaker 1: fertile Pasturage by poets famed, stands a steep hill whose
Speaker 1: lofty jetting crown casts o'er the neighboring plains, a seeming
Speaker 1: frown close at its mossy foot, and aged wood composed
Speaker 1: of various trees. There long has stood whose thick united
Speaker 1: tops scorned the sun's ray, and hardly will admit the
Speaker 1: eye of day. By oblique windings through this gloomy shade
Speaker 1: has a clear purling stream. Its passage made thee nymph
Speaker 1: as discontented, seemed to have chose this sad recess to
Speaker 1: murmur forth her woes to this retreat, urged by tormenting care,
Speaker 1: thee melancholy chloris did repair as a fit place to
Speaker 1: take the sad relief of sighs and tears, to ease
Speaker 1: a pressing grief. Near to the morning nymph, she chose
Speaker 1: a seat, and these complaints did to the shades repeat
Speaker 1: a wretched, truly wretched, humane race your woes from what
Speaker 1: beginning shall I trace where end? From your first feeble
Speaker 1: newborn cries to the last tears that wet your dying eyes.
Speaker 1: Man common foe assail on every hand finds that no
Speaker 1: ill does neuter by him stand inexorable death, lean, poverty, pale, sickness, ever,
Speaker 1: sad captivity can I alas the several party's name which
Speaker 1: mustered up the dreadful army frame, and sometimes in one
Speaker 1: body all unite, sometimes again do separately fight, while sure
Speaker 1: success on either way does wait either a swift or
Speaker 1: else a lingering fate. But why gainst thee O death
Speaker 1: should I invey that to our quiet art the only way,
Speaker 1: And yet I would could I thy dart command cry
Speaker 1: here o strike, and there oh hold thy hand thee lov'd,
Speaker 1: the happy and the youthful, spare and end the sad,
Speaker 1: the sick, the poor man's care. But whether thou or
Speaker 1: blind or cruel art, whether tis chance or malice, guides
Speaker 1: thy dart, Thou from the parents arms, dost pull away
Speaker 1: thee hopeful child, Their ages only stay thee two whom
Speaker 1: friendship in dear bands has tied, Thou dost with a
Speaker 1: remorseless hand. Divide friendship the cement that does faster twine
Speaker 1: two souls than that which soul and body join. Thousands
Speaker 1: have been who their own blood didst spill, but never
Speaker 1: any yet his friend did kill. Then gainst thy dart.
Speaker 1: What armor can be found? Who or thou dost not
Speaker 1: strike dost's deepest wound? Thy pity than thy wraths, more bitter, far,
Speaker 1: most cruel, Where twould seem the most despair. Yet Thou,
Speaker 1: of many evils are but one, Though thou by much
Speaker 1: too many art alone? What shall I say of poverty?
Speaker 1: Whence flows too miserable man, so many woes, ridiculous evil,
Speaker 1: which too oft, we prove does laughter cause where it
Speaker 1: should pity move solitary ill, into which no eye, though
Speaker 1: near so curious, ever cares to pry. And were there
Speaker 1: mong such plenty only one poor man, he certainly would
Speaker 1: live alone. Yet poverty does leave the man entire, but
Speaker 1: sickness nearer mischiefs does conspire, invades the body with a
Speaker 1: loathed embrace, prides both its strength and beauty to deface.
Speaker 1: Nor does its malice in these bounds restrain, but shakes
Speaker 1: the throne of sacred wit. The brain, and with a
Speaker 1: near enough detested force, reason disturbs and turns out of
Speaker 1: its course again. When nature some rare peace has made
Speaker 1: on which her utmost skill she seems to have laid polished,
Speaker 1: adorned the work with moving grace, And in the beauteous
Speaker 1: frame a soul doth place so perfectly composed it makes
Speaker 1: divine each motion, word and look. From thence does shine
Speaker 1: this goodly composition thee delight of every heart and joy
Speaker 1: of every sight. Its peevish malice has the power to spoil,
Speaker 1: and with a sullied hand its luster soil the grief
Speaker 1: were endless, that should all bewail against whose sweet repose,
Speaker 1: Thou dost prevail, Some freeze with agous, some with fevers, burn,
Speaker 1: whose lives thou half out of their holds dost turn,
Speaker 1: and of whose sufferings it may be said, they living
Speaker 1: feel the very state of the dead. Thou in a
Speaker 1: thousand several forms are dress, and in them all dost
Speaker 1: wretched man infest. And Yet, as if these evils were
Speaker 1: too few, men their own kind, with hostile aims, pursue
Speaker 1: not Heaven's fierce wrath, nor yet the hate of hell,
Speaker 1: not any plague that ere the world befell, not inundations, famines,
Speaker 1: fire's blind rage. Did ever, mortals equally engage as man does.
Speaker 1: Man more skillful to annoy, both mischievous and witty, to
Speaker 1: destroy the bloody wolf. The wolf does not pursue the bore,
Speaker 1: though fierce his tusk will not improve in his own
Speaker 1: kind bears not on bears do pray? Then art thou
Speaker 1: man more savage fire than they? And now methinks I
Speaker 1: present to behold the bloody fields that are in fame enrolled.
Speaker 1: I see, I see thousands in battle, slain, the dead,
Speaker 1: in dying cover, all the plain confused noises here each
Speaker 1: way sent out the vanquished cries, joined with the victor's shout,
Speaker 1: their sighs and groans, who draw a painful breath and
Speaker 1: feel the pangs of slow approaching death. Yet happier these,
Speaker 1: far happier are the dead than who into captivity are
Speaker 1: led what by their chains and by the victor's pride.
Speaker 1: We pity these and envy those that died. And who
Speaker 1: can say when thousands are betrayed to widowhood or fance
Speaker 1: or childless maid, whither the day does draw more tears
Speaker 1: or blood, a greater crystal, or a crimson flood. The
Speaker 1: faithful wife, who laid her lord did arm and hoped
Speaker 1: to shield by holy vows from harm, followed his parting
Speaker 1: steps with love and care, sent after weeping eyes. While
Speaker 1: e afhar Rod, heated on borne by a brave disdain,
Speaker 1: may now go seek him. Lying among the slain lo
Speaker 1: on the earth, shall find his lofty crest and those
Speaker 1: refulgent arms which late his breast did guard by rough encounters,
Speaker 1: broke and tore his face and hair, with brains all
Speaker 1: clotted ore and warlike weeds, besmeared with dust and gore.
Speaker 1: And will the suffering world never bestow upon the cursed
Speaker 1: causers of such woe a vengeance that may parallel their loss.
Speaker 1: Fix public thieves and robbers on the cross, such as
Speaker 1: call ruin conquest in their pride, and having plagued mankind
Speaker 1: in triumph, ride like that renounced murderer who stains in
Speaker 1: these are days Alsatia's fertile planes, only to fill the
Speaker 1: future tromp of fame, though greater crimes than glory. It
Speaker 1: proclaim alcedy, scourge of thieves, return to earth, which uncontrolled
Speaker 1: gives such monsterster's birth on sceptred caucus. Let thy power
Speaker 1: be shown, pull him not from his den but from
Speaker 1: his throne. Clouds of black thoughts. Her further speech here
Speaker 1: broke her swelling. Grief too great was to bespoke, which
Speaker 1: struggled long in her tormented mind, till it some vent
Speaker 1: by sighs and tears did find, And when her sorrow
Speaker 1: something was subdued, she thus again her sad complaint renewed.
Speaker 1: Most wretched man, were the ills I named before all
Speaker 1: which I could, in thy sad state deplore did things
Speaker 1: without alone against thee prevail my tongue. I'd chide that
Speaker 1: them I did bewail. But shame to read thou art
Speaker 1: seen to be unto thyself, the fatalist enemy within thy breast,
Speaker 1: the greatest plagues to bear, first them to breed and
Speaker 1: then to cherish there unmanaged passions which the reins have
Speaker 1: broke of reason and refuse to bear its yoke. But
Speaker 1: hurry thee, uncurbed, from place to place, a wild, unruly
Speaker 1: and an uncouth chase. Now cursed gold does lead the
Speaker 1: man astray. False flattering honors do anon betray. Then beauty
Speaker 1: does as dangerously delude, beauty that vanishes, while tis pursued
Speaker 1: that while we do behold, it fades away. And even
Speaker 1: a lo long encomium will not stay. Each one of
Speaker 1: these can thee whole man employ, nor nosy, anger, sorrow,
Speaker 1: fear or joy? But what to these relate? No thought
Speaker 1: does start a side, but tends to its appointed part.
Speaker 1: No respite to himself from cares he gives, but on
Speaker 1: the rack of expectation lives. If crossed, the torment cannot
Speaker 1: be expressed, which boils within his agitated breast. Music is harsh,
Speaker 1: all mirth is an offense. The choicest meets cannot delight
Speaker 1: his sense hard as the earth. He feels his downy bed,
Speaker 1: his pillow stuffed with thorns that bears his head. He
Speaker 1: rolls from side to side in vain seeks rest. For
Speaker 1: if sleep comes at last to thee distress'd, his troubles
Speaker 1: then ceased not to vex him too, but dreams present
Speaker 1: what he does waking do On the other side, if
Speaker 1: he obtains the prey, and fate to his impetuous suit
Speaker 1: gives way, be he or rich, or amorous or great,
Speaker 1: he'll find this riddle still of a de fate that
Speaker 1: only care for bliss he home has brought, or else
Speaker 1: contempt of what he so much sought. So that on
Speaker 1: each event, if we reflect the joys and sufferings of
Speaker 1: both sides collect, we cannot say where lies the greatest
Speaker 1: pain in the fond pursuit loss or empty gain? And
Speaker 1: can it be Lord of the Sea and Earth, offspring
Speaker 1: of Heaven, that to thy state and birth things so
Speaker 1: incompatible should be join'd passions should THEE confound to Heaven's assign'd,
Speaker 1: passions that do the soul unguarded lay and to the
Speaker 1: strokes of fortune ope away? Were it not that these
Speaker 1: thy force did from thee take, How bold, how brave
Speaker 1: resistance wouldst thou make defy the strength and malice of
Speaker 1: thy foes. Unmoved stand the world's united blows. For what
Speaker 1: ist man unto thy better part that thou, or sick
Speaker 1: or poor or captive art? Since no material stroke the
Speaker 1: soul can feel thee smart of fire, or yet the
Speaker 1: edge of steel, as little can it. Worldly joys partake
Speaker 1: though it the body does its agent make, and jointly
Speaker 1: with it servile labor, bear for things alas in which
Speaker 1: it cannot share. Survey the land and see by Heaven's
Speaker 1: embraced thou'lt find no sweet immortal soul can taste. Why
Speaker 1: dost thou then o man thyself torment good here to gain,
Speaker 1: or evils to prevent who only miserable or happy? Art
Speaker 1: as thou neglects, or wisely axt thy part for shame.
Speaker 1: Then rouse thyself, as from a sleep thee long neglected reigns.
Speaker 1: Let reason keep thee charot mount, and use both lash
Speaker 1: and bit nobly resolve, and thou wilt fly sit fierce, anger, boggling, fear,
Speaker 1: pride prompting still bounds, hating, hope, desire which naught can fill.
Speaker 1: Are stubborn. All but thou mayst give them law their
Speaker 1: hard mouthed horses, but they well can draw lash on,
Speaker 1: and THEE well governed charit drive till thou of victor
Speaker 1: at the goal arrive where THEE free soul does all
Speaker 1: her burden leave, and joys commensurate to herself receive. End
Speaker 1: of section twelve, Section thirteen of Poems sixteen eighty six
Speaker 1: by Anne Killegrew. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
Speaker 1: Upon the saying that my verses were made by another
Speaker 1: next Heaven, my vows to THEE, O sacred muse I
Speaker 1: offered up, Nor didst thou them refuse, O Queen of Verse,
Speaker 1: said I if thou'lt inspire and warm my soul with
Speaker 1: thy poetic fire, no love of gold shall share with
Speaker 1: THEE my heart, or yet ambition in my breast have
Speaker 1: part more rich, more noble. I will ever hold thee
Speaker 1: muses laurel than a crown of gold, an undivided sacrifice
Speaker 1: allay upon thine altar, soul and body. Pay Thou shalt
Speaker 1: my pleasure, my employment be my all. I'll make a
Speaker 1: holocaust to THEE. The deity that ever does attend prayers
Speaker 1: so sincere to mine did descend, I writ, and THEE
Speaker 1: judicious praised my pen. Could any doubt ensuing glory? Then
Speaker 1: what pleasing raptures filled my ravished sense? How strong, how
Speaker 1: sweet fame was thy influence and thine false hope? That
Speaker 1: to my flattered sight didst glories represent so near and
Speaker 1: bright by thee deceived methought, each verdant tree Apollo's transformed
Speaker 1: Daphne seem'd to be, and every fresher branch and every
Speaker 1: bough appear'd as garlands to impale my brow. THEE learn'd
Speaker 1: in love say, thus the winged boy does first approach,
Speaker 1: dressed up in welcome joy. At first he too, the
Speaker 1: cheated lover's sight not represents but rapture and delight, alluring hopes,
Speaker 1: soft fears, which stronger bind their hearts than when they
Speaker 1: more assurance find emboldened. Thus to fame, I did commit,
Speaker 1: by some few hands, my most unlucky wit. But ah,
Speaker 1: the sad effects that from it came, what ought to
Speaker 1: have brought me honor brought me shame. Like Aesop's painted
Speaker 1: j I seem'd to all adorned in plumes, I not
Speaker 1: my own could call rifled like her. Each won my
Speaker 1: feathers tore, and as they thought unto the owner, bore
Speaker 1: my laurels thus, and other's brow adorn'd my numbers they admired,
Speaker 1: but me they scorned, and others brow that had so
Speaker 1: rich a store of sacred wreaths that circled it before,
Speaker 1: where mine quite lost, Like a small dream that ran
Speaker 1: into a vast and boundless ocean, was swallowed up with
Speaker 1: what it joined, and drowned, And that abyss, yet no
Speaker 1: accession found. Or Inda Albion's and her sex's grace owed
Speaker 1: not her glory to a beauteous face. It was her
Speaker 1: radiant soul that shone within, which struck a luster through
Speaker 1: her outward skin, that did her lips and cheeks with
Speaker 1: roses dye, advanced her height and sparkled in her eye.
Speaker 1: Nor did her sex at all obstruct her fame. But
Speaker 1: higher among the stars, it fixed her name. What she
Speaker 1: did right, not only all aloud, but every laurel to
Speaker 1: her laurel bowed the envious age only to me alone.
Speaker 1: Will not allow what I do right my own, But
Speaker 1: let him rage and gainst a maid conspire. So deathless
Speaker 1: numbers from my tuneful liar do ever flow so Phoebus
Speaker 1: I by thee divinely inspired and possessed, may be I
Speaker 1: willingly accept Cassandra's fate to speak the truth, although believed
Speaker 1: too late and of section thirteen, Section fourteen of Poems
Speaker 1: sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording is
Speaker 1: in the public domain. On the birthday of Queen Catherine,
Speaker 1: while yet it was the empire of the night, and
Speaker 1: stars still checkered darkness with their light from temples round,
Speaker 1: the cheer bells did ring, but with the peals a
Speaker 1: churlish storm did sing. I slumbered, and the heavens like
Speaker 1: things did show, like things which I had seen and
Speaker 1: heard below playing on harps. Angels did singing fly, But
Speaker 1: through a cloudy and a troubled sky. Some fixed a throne,
Speaker 1: and royal robes displayed, and then a massy cross upon
Speaker 1: it laid. I wept and earnestly implored to know why
Speaker 1: royal ensigns were disposed. So an angel said, the emblem
Speaker 1: thou hast seen denotes the birthday of a saint and
Speaker 1: queen ah glorious minister. I then replied, goodness and bliss
Speaker 1: together do reside in heaven and thee. Why then on
Speaker 1: earth below these two combined? So how rarely do we know?
Speaker 1: He said, Heaven so decrees, And such a sable morn
Speaker 1: was that in which thee son of God was born.
Speaker 1: Then mortal wipe thine eyes and ceased to rave. God
Speaker 1: darkened heaven when he the world did save and of
Speaker 1: section fourteen Section fifteen of Poems sixteen eighty six by
Speaker 1: Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
Speaker 1: To my Lord Colraine, in answer to his complimental verses,
Speaker 1: sent me under the name of Cleonor, long, my dull
Speaker 1: muse in heavy slumbers, lay, indulging, sloth and too soft
Speaker 1: ease gave way her fill of rest, resolving to enjoy
Speaker 1: or fancying little worthy her employ When Noble Cleonor's obliging
Speaker 1: strains her, the neglected liar to tune constraints. Confused at first,
Speaker 1: she raised her drowsy head, pondered awhile, then pleased, forsook
Speaker 1: her bed, surveyed each line with fancy, richly fraught, re read,
Speaker 1: and then revolved them in her thought. And can it be,
Speaker 1: she said, And can it be that among the great
Speaker 1: ones I a poet see the great ones, who their
Speaker 1: ill spent time divide TwixT dangerous politics and formal pride,
Speaker 1: destructive vice, expensive vanity in worse ways. Yet if worse
Speaker 1: than any be leave to inferiors. The despised arts, let
Speaker 1: their retainers be the men of parts. Herewith wonder and
Speaker 1: with joy, I find is the noble born a no
Speaker 1: less noble mind, one who on ancestors does not rely
Speaker 1: for fame in merit, as in title high. The severe
Speaker 1: goddess thus approved the lays, yet too much pleased alas
Speaker 1: with her own praise. But to vain pride my muse
Speaker 1: ceased to give place Virgil's immortal numbers once did grace
Speaker 1: a smothered gnat by high applause is shown if undeserved
Speaker 1: the praiser's worth alone, nor that you should believedst always
Speaker 1: meant tis often for instruction, only sent to praise men
Speaker 1: to amendment, and display by its perfection where their weakness lay.
Speaker 1: This use of these applauding numbers make them, for example,
Speaker 1: not encomium. Take and of section fifteen, Section sixteen of
Speaker 1: Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording
Speaker 1: is in the public domain. The discontent here take no care.
Speaker 1: Take here no care, my muse, nor aught of art
Speaker 1: or labor use. But let thy lines, rude and unpolished go,
Speaker 1: Nor equal be their feet, nor numerous, Let them flow
Speaker 1: thee ruggedder My measures run when read, they'll livelier paint
Speaker 1: unequal paths. Fond mortals tread who when they are tempted
Speaker 1: by the smooth ascents which flattering hope presents. Briskly they climb,
Speaker 1: and great things undertake. But fatal voyages alas they make,
Speaker 1: for tis not long before their feet in extra couple
Speaker 1: mazes meet perplexing doubts obstruct their way. Mountains withstand them
Speaker 1: of dismay, or to the brink of black despair them
Speaker 1: lead wears, not their ruin to impede in vain for aid.
Speaker 1: They then, to reason call their series dazzle, and their
Speaker 1: heads turn round the sight does all their powers confound,
Speaker 1: and headlong down the horrid precipice they fall, where storms
Speaker 1: of size forever blow, where rapid streams of tears do flow,
Speaker 1: which drown them in a briny flood. My muse pronounce aloud,
Speaker 1: there's nothing good, not that the world can show, not
Speaker 1: that it can bestow, not bountless heaps of its admired clay,
Speaker 1: a too successful to betray when spread in our frail
Speaker 1: virtue's way. For few do run with so resolved a
Speaker 1: pace that for the golden apple will not loose the race.
Speaker 1: And yet not all the gold the vein would spend,
Speaker 1: or greedy avarice would wish to save, which on the
Speaker 1: earth refulgent beams doth send, or in the sea has
Speaker 1: found a grave join'd in one mass can bribe sufficient
Speaker 1: be thee body from a stern disease to free or
Speaker 1: purchase for thee mind's relief one moment's sweet repose when
Speaker 1: restless made by grief. But what may laughter more than
Speaker 1: pity move when some the price of what they dearest
Speaker 1: love are masters of, and hold it in their hand,
Speaker 1: to part with it their hearts they can't command, but
Speaker 1: chose to miss what mist does them torment, and that
Speaker 1: to hug affords them no content wise fools to do
Speaker 1: them right. We these must hold, who love, depose and
Speaker 1: homage pay to gold. Nor Yet, if rightly understood, does
Speaker 1: grandeur carry more of good? Two be o the number
Speaker 1: of the great enrolled a scepter or a mighty realm
Speaker 1: to hold. For what is this if I not judge amiss,
Speaker 1: but all the afflicted of a land to take, and
Speaker 1: of one single family to make the wrong, the poor,
Speaker 1: the oppressed, the sad, the ruined, malc and mad, which
Speaker 1: a great part of every empire, frame and interest in
Speaker 1: the common father. Claim again what is't but always to
Speaker 1: abide a gazing crowd upon a stage, to spend a
Speaker 1: life that's vain or evil, without end, and which is
Speaker 1: yet nor safely held, nor laid aside. And then, if
Speaker 1: lesser titles carry less of care, yet none but fools
Speaker 1: ambitious are to share such a mock good, of which
Speaker 1: tis said tis best when of the least of it
Speaker 1: men are possessed. But O the lrld fool that dotes
Speaker 1: on fame, whose hopes applause, whose fears to want a name,
Speaker 1: who can accept for pay of what he does, what
Speaker 1: others say, exposes now to hostile arms, his breast too
Speaker 1: toilsome study, then betrays his rest, now to his soul,
Speaker 1: denies a just content, then forces on it what it
Speaker 1: does resent, and all for praise of fools. For such
Speaker 1: are those which most of thee admiring crowd compose. O
Speaker 1: famish'd soul, which such thin food can feed. Oh wretched
Speaker 1: labor crown'd with such a mead too loud o fame
Speaker 1: thy trumpet is too shrill, too lulla mind to rest
Speaker 1: or calm a stormy breast, which asks a music soft
Speaker 1: and still twas not a Maleek's vanquish'd cry, nor Israel's
Speaker 1: shout of victory that could insul the rising passion. Lay
Speaker 1: twas these soft strains of David's lyre. The evil spirit
Speaker 1: chased away, But friendship fain would yet itself defend, and
Speaker 1: mighty things it does pretend to be of this sad
Speaker 1: journey life, the bait, the sweet refection of our toilsome state.
Speaker 1: But though true friendship a rich cordial be alas by most,
Speaker 1: tis so allayed, its good so mixed with ill. We
Speaker 1: see that dross for gold is often paid, and for
Speaker 1: one grain of friendship that is found, falsehood and interest
Speaker 1: do the mass compound or coldness worse than steel. The
Speaker 1: loyal heart doth wound love in no two was ever
Speaker 1: yet the same, no happy two ere felt an equal flame.
Speaker 1: Is there that earth by humane foot, near prest that
Speaker 1: air which never yet by humane breast rispired, did life supply?
Speaker 1: Oh thither? Let me fly where from the world at
Speaker 1: such a distance, set all that's past, present and to come.
Speaker 1: I may forget the lover's sighs and the afflicteds tears.
Speaker 1: What ear may wound my eyes or ears, the grating
Speaker 1: noise of private jars, the horrid sound of public wars,
Speaker 1: of babbling fane, the idle stories, the short lived triumph's
Speaker 1: noisy glories, the curious nets, the subtile weave, the word,
Speaker 1: the look that may deceive no mundane care shall more
Speaker 1: affect my breast, my profound peace, shake or molest, but
Speaker 1: stupor like to death. My senses bind that so I
Speaker 1: may anticipate that rest which only in my grave I
Speaker 1: hope to find. And of Section sixteen, Section seventeen of
Speaker 1: Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording
Speaker 1: is in the public domain. A pastoral dialog amentor stay
Speaker 1: gentle nymph, nor socialistist bee to fly his sight that
Speaker 1: still would gaze on thee with other swains, I see
Speaker 1: thee oft converse, content to speak and hear what they rehearse.
Speaker 1: But I unhappy when I ear draw nigh thou straight,
Speaker 1: dost leave both place and company. If this thy flight
Speaker 1: from fear of harm doth flow ah shere thou little
Speaker 1: of my heart dost know, Alinda, what wonder swain? If
Speaker 1: THEE pursued by flight seeks to avoid the close pursuer's sight,
Speaker 1: And if no cause I have to fly from THEE,
Speaker 1: then thou hast none Why thou dost follow me Amantor
Speaker 1: if to the cause thou wilt propitious prove, take it
Speaker 1: at once, fair nymph, and know tis love, Alinda, to
Speaker 1: my just prayer, Ye, favoring God's attend these vows to
Speaker 1: heaven with equal zeal, I send my flocks from wolves,
Speaker 1: my heart from love defend amantor the gods which did
Speaker 1: on thee such charms bestow ne'er meant thou shouldst to
Speaker 1: love have proved a foe that so divine a power
Speaker 1: thou shouldst defy. Could there a reason be I'd ask THEE? Why, Alinda?
Speaker 1: Why does Lecorus, once so bright and gay, pale as
Speaker 1: a lily, pine herself away? Why does Elvira ever sad
Speaker 1: frequent thee lonely shades? Why does yon monument, which we
Speaker 1: upon our left hand do behold hapless amintas youthful limbs
Speaker 1: enfold say, shepherds say, But if thou wilt not tell
Speaker 1: damon felicities, and stephon well can speak the cause whose
Speaker 1: falsehood each upbraids, and justly me from cruel love dissuades
Speaker 1: amantor hear me ye gods, me and my flock's forsake,
Speaker 1: if ear like them my promised faith, I break Alinda
Speaker 1: by others sad experience wise be amenttor, but such thy
Speaker 1: wisdom highly injures me, and naught but death can give
Speaker 1: a remedy. Ye learn'd in physic. What does it avail
Speaker 1: that you by art, wherein ye never fail present relief
Speaker 1: have for the mad dog's bite, thee serpents sting the
Speaker 1: poisonous aconite, while helpless love upbraids your baffled skill, and
Speaker 1: far more certain than the rest, doth kill Alinda. Fund swain,
Speaker 1: go doat upon the new blown rose, whose beauty with
Speaker 1: the morning did disclose, and ere day's king forsakes. The
Speaker 1: enlighten'd earth withered returns from whence it took its birth.
Speaker 1: As much excuse will there thy love attend as what
Speaker 1: thou dost on women's beauty, spend amantor ah nymph, those
Speaker 1: charms which I in THEE admire, can nor before nor
Speaker 1: with thy life, expire from heaven. They are, and such
Speaker 1: as ne'er can die. But with thy soul they will
Speaker 1: ascend the sky. For though my ravished eye beholds in
Speaker 1: thee such beauty as I can in none else, see
Speaker 1: that nature there alone is without blame. Yet did not
Speaker 1: this my faithful heart inflame, Nor when in dance thou
Speaker 1: movest upon the plain, or other sports pursuest among the
Speaker 1: train of choicest nymphs, where thy attractive grace shews thee alone,
Speaker 1: though thousands be in place, Yet not for these do
Speaker 1: I Inlinda love here? Then what tis what does my
Speaker 1: passion move? That thou still early at the temple art,
Speaker 1: and still the last that does from thence depart. Pan's
Speaker 1: altar is by thee the oftenest prest thine, still the
Speaker 1: fairest offering, and the best, and all thy other actions
Speaker 1: seem to be the true result of unfeigned piety. Strict
Speaker 1: in thyself to others, just and mild, careful, nor to
Speaker 1: deceive nor be beguiled, wary without the least offense to give,
Speaker 1: yet none than thee more ready to forgive. Even on
Speaker 1: thy beauty, Thou dost fetters lay least unawares if any
Speaker 1: should betray far unlike sure to many of thy sex,
Speaker 1: whose pride it is the doting world to vex, spreading
Speaker 1: their universal nets to take who ere their artifice can captive. Make.
Speaker 1: But thou commandest thy sweet but modest eye, that no
Speaker 1: inviting glance from thence should fly beholding with a generous
Speaker 1: disdain the lighter courtships of each amorous swain, knowing true
Speaker 1: fame virtue alone can give. Nor dost thou greedily even
Speaker 1: that receive, and what above this thy character can raise,
Speaker 1: thirsty of merit, yet neglecting praise, while daily these perfections
Speaker 1: I descry matchless Olinda makes me daily die. Thou absent
Speaker 1: flowers to me, No odors yield, nor find iy freshness
Speaker 1: in the dewy field. Not Thyrus's voice, nor melebeus liar,
Speaker 1: can my sad heart, with one gay thought inspire my
Speaker 1: thriving flock. Young shepherd's vows the chief I unconcerned behold
Speaker 1: as they my grief. This I profess. If this thou
Speaker 1: not believe a further proof I ready am to give command.
Speaker 1: There's nothing I'll not undertake, and thy injunctions love will
Speaker 1: easy make. And if thou couldst incline a gentle ear
Speaker 1: of plighted faith and hated hymen, here thou hourly, then
Speaker 1: my spotless love shouldst see that all my study how
Speaker 1: to please, should be how to protect thee from disturbing care,
Speaker 1: and in thy griefs to bear the greatest share. Nor
Speaker 1: should a joy my weary heart's surprise that first I
Speaker 1: read not in thy charming eyes, Alinda. If ever I
Speaker 1: to any due in part my till this present, our
Speaker 1: well guarded heart, that passion I have feared, I'll surely
Speaker 1: prove for one that does like to amentor love amentor
Speaker 1: ye gods, Alinda Shepherd, no more enough it is that
Speaker 1: I thus long to love, have listened, patient, lie, farewell,
Speaker 1: pankeep thee swain, amentur and blessings thee rare as thy
Speaker 1: virtues still accompany and of section seventeen, Section eighteen of
Speaker 1: Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording
Speaker 1: is in the public domain. A pastoral dialog Melebeus al Kippie, Asteeria,
Speaker 1: Lacaida Alchimedon and emrh Melobius, Welcome, fair nymphs, most welcome
Speaker 1: to this shade. Distempering heats do now the plains invaded.
Speaker 1: But you may sit from sun securely here, if you
Speaker 1: an old man's company, not fear Alkippie, most reverend Swain
Speaker 1: far from us, ever be the imputation of such vanity
Speaker 1: from hill to holt wave. Thee unwearied sought and bless
Speaker 1: the chance that us hath hither brought Asteria famed Meleabius
Speaker 1: for thy virtuous lays. If thou dost not disdain our
Speaker 1: female praise, we come to sue thou wouldst to us
Speaker 1: recite one of thy songs which gives such high delight
Speaker 1: to every ear wherein thou dost dispense sage precepts. Clothed
Speaker 1: in flowing eloquence. Lacaida fresh garlands, we will make for
Speaker 1: thee each morn, thy reverend head to shade and to
Speaker 1: adorn two cooling springs. Thy fainting flock will guide all
Speaker 1: thou command'st to do. Shall be our pride, Melobius, cease,
Speaker 1: gentle nymphs, the willing to entreat to have your wish
Speaker 1: each needs. But take a seat with joy. I shall
Speaker 1: my ancient art revive, with which when young I did
Speaker 1: for glory strive. Nor for my verse will I accept
Speaker 1: a hire your bare attentions. All I shall require Alkippie
Speaker 1: lo from the plain I see draw near a pair
Speaker 1: that I could wish in our converse might share. Amrah
Speaker 1: Tis and young Alchimidon Lekaida serious discourse industriously, they shun Alkipie, it,
Speaker 1: being yet their luck to come this way. The fond
Speaker 1: ones too, our lecture will betray, and though they only
Speaker 1: sought a private shade, perhaps they may depart more virtuous maid,
Speaker 1: I will accost them, gentle nymph and swain good Melebius
Speaker 1: us doth entertain with lays divine, If you'll his hearers
Speaker 1: be take straight your seats without apology. Alchimidon, paying short
Speaker 1: thanks at fair Amra's feet, I'll lay me down. Let
Speaker 1: her choose where tis meet Alkipi shepherd. Behold, we all
Speaker 1: attentive sit Melobius. What shall I sing? What shall my
Speaker 1: muse rehearse? Love is a theme well suits a pastoral verse,
Speaker 1: that general error universal ill, that darling of our weakness
Speaker 1: and our will by which though many fall, few hold
Speaker 1: its shame, smile at the fault which they would seem
Speaker 1: to blame. What wonder, then, if those with mischief play
Speaker 1: it to destruction, them doth oft betray. But by experience
Speaker 1: it is daily found that love, the softer sex, does
Speaker 1: sorest wound in mind as well as body, far more
Speaker 1: weak than men. Therefore to them my song shall speak,
Speaker 1: advising well, however it succeed. But unto all I say
Speaker 1: of love, take heed so hazardous, because so hard to
Speaker 1: know on whom they are. We do our hearts bestow
Speaker 1: how they will use them, or with what regard our
Speaker 1: faith and high esteem they will reward. For few are
Speaker 1: found that truly acted be by principles of generosity, that
Speaker 1: when they know of Virgin's heart they've gained. And though
Speaker 1: by many thous and arts obtained, will think themselves obliged
Speaker 1: their faith to hold. Tempted by friends, by interest or
Speaker 1: by gold, expect it not. Most love their pastime, make
Speaker 1: lightly they like, and lightly they forsake their roving humor
Speaker 1: wants but a pretense with oaths, And what's most sacred
Speaker 1: to dispense when unto such a maid has given her
Speaker 1: heart and said, alone my happiness, thou art in thee,
Speaker 1: and in thy truth I place my rest. Her sad surprise,
Speaker 1: How can it be expressed, when all on which she
Speaker 1: built her joy she finds vanish, like clouds dispersed before
Speaker 1: the winds. Herself, who the adored idle want to be
Speaker 1: a poor, despised idolater to see regardless tears she may
Speaker 1: profusely spend unpitied sighs, her tender breast may rend, but
Speaker 1: the false image she will near erase, though far unworthy
Speaker 1: still to hold its place so hard at his even
Speaker 1: wiser grown to take the impression out which fancy once
Speaker 1: did make. Believe me nymphs, believe my hoary hairs. Truth
Speaker 1: and euriance waits on many years before the eldest of
Speaker 1: eu light beheld a nymph we had in beauty, all
Speaker 1: excelled rodanthe called, in whom each grace did shine, could
Speaker 1: make a mortal maid appear divine, And none could say
Speaker 1: where most her charms did lie in her enchanting tongue
Speaker 1: or conquering eye, her virtue. Yet her beauty so outshone
Speaker 1: as beauty did the garments she put on among the swains,
Speaker 1: which hear their flocks, then fed all candor with the
Speaker 1: highest held his head. The most accomplished, was esteemed to
Speaker 1: be of comely form, well graced activity. The muses, too,
Speaker 1: like him, did none inspire, so did stop the pipe
Speaker 1: or touch the lyre. Sweet was his voice, and eloquent
Speaker 1: his tongue alike admired when he spoke or sung. But
Speaker 1: these so much excelling parts. The swain, with imperfections no
Speaker 1: less great, did stain for proud. He was of an
Speaker 1: ungoverned will, with love familiar, but a stranger still to
Speaker 1: faith and constancy. And did his heart retaining none exposed
Speaker 1: to every dart hapless Rodante, the fond rover caught to
Speaker 1: whom for love, with usual arts he sought, which she ah,
Speaker 1: too unwary, did bestow, because true herself believed that he
Speaker 1: was so. But he alas more wavering than the wind,
Speaker 1: straight broke the chain she thought so fast did bind
Speaker 1: for he no sooner saw her heart was gained, but
Speaker 1: he as soon the victory disdained mad love. Elsewhere As
Speaker 1: if twere like renown, hearts to subdue as to take
Speaker 1: in a town, but in the one as manhood does
Speaker 1: prevail both truth and manhood in the other fail. And
Speaker 1: now the nymph of late, so gay and bright, the
Speaker 1: glory of the plains and the delight, who still in
Speaker 1: wit and mirth all pastimes led hung like a withered flower,
Speaker 1: her drooping head. I need not tell the grief Rhodante found,
Speaker 1: how all that should assuage in aged her wound, her form,
Speaker 1: her fame, her virtue riches, wit like death's sad weights
Speaker 1: upon her soul did sit, or else like furies stood
Speaker 1: before her face, still urging and upbraiding her disgrace in
Speaker 1: that the world could yield her no content. But what
Speaker 1: alone the false alcandor scent twas said, through just disdain.
Speaker 1: At last she broke the disingenuous and unworthy yoke. But
Speaker 1: this I know, her passion held long time. Constancy, though
Speaker 1: unhappy is no crime. Remember when you love, from that
Speaker 1: same hour your peace, you put into your lover's power.
Speaker 1: From that same hour from him you love, law, receive,
Speaker 1: and as he shall ordain you joy or grieve, hope, fear, laugh, weep.
Speaker 1: Reason aloof does stand disabled both to act and to command, Oh,
Speaker 1: cruel fetters, rather wish to feel on your soft limbs
Speaker 1: the galling weight of steel, rather to bloody wounds, oppose
Speaker 1: your breast. No ill by which the body can be pressed,
Speaker 1: You will so sensible a torment find as shackles on
Speaker 1: your captivated mind. The mind from heaven its high descent,
Speaker 1: did draw and brooks uneasily any other law than what
Speaker 1: from reason dictated shall be reason, a kind of innate
Speaker 1: deity which only can adapt to every soul, A yoke
Speaker 1: so fit and light that thee control all liberty, excels
Speaker 1: so sweet a way. THEE same tis to be happy,
Speaker 1: and obey commands so wise and with rewards so drest,
Speaker 1: that the according soul replies, I'm blest. This teaches rightly
Speaker 1: how to love and hate, to fear and hope by measure,
Speaker 1: And just wait, what tears in grief ought from our
Speaker 1: eyes to flow, what transport in felicity, to show in
Speaker 1: every passion, how to steer the will, though rude the shock,
Speaker 1: to keep it steady still, Oh, happy mind, What words
Speaker 1: can speak thy bliss when in a harmony, thou movest
Speaker 1: like this, Your heart's fair virgins keep smooth as your brow.
Speaker 1: Not thee least amorous passion there allow hold not a
Speaker 1: parley with what may betray your inward freedom to a
Speaker 1: foreign sway. And while thus o'er yourselves, you queens remain
Speaker 1: unenvied o'er the world, let others reign. The highest joy,
Speaker 1: which from dominion flows, is short of what a mind
Speaker 1: well governed knows. Whither my muse, which uncontrolled run content
Speaker 1: in motion with the restless sun. Immortal Thou, but I
Speaker 1: a mortal sire, exhaust my strength and hearers also tire
Speaker 1: Al Kippie O heaven taught bard to ages couldst prolong
Speaker 1: thy soul instructing health in fume using song, I with
Speaker 1: unwearied appetite, could hear and wish my senses were turned
Speaker 1: all to ear Alchimidon, old man, thy frosty precepts well,
Speaker 1: betray thy blood is cold, and that thy head is gray,
Speaker 1: who past the pleasure love and youth can give, too
Speaker 1: spoilt in others? Now dost only live? Wouldst thou? Indeed,
Speaker 1: if so thou couldst persuade thee fair, whose charms have
Speaker 1: many lovers made, should feel compassion for no one. They
Speaker 1: won't but be to all inexorable, found Melobius, young man.
Speaker 1: If my advice thou well hadst wayed, thou wouldst have
Speaker 1: found for either sex twas made, and would from women's beauty.
Speaker 1: THEE no less preserve than them. Secure from thy address.
Speaker 1: But let thy youth, thy rash reproach excuse Alchymidon fairest Amerah.
Speaker 1: Let him not abuse thy gentle heart by his imprinting
Speaker 1: there his doting maxims. But I will not fear, for
Speaker 1: when gainst love he fiercest did innvey methoughts, I saw
Speaker 1: THEE turn with scorn away Amrah. Alchymidon, according to his will,
Speaker 1: does all my words and looks interpret still. But I
Speaker 1: shall learn at length thou to disdain, or at the
Speaker 1: least more cunningly to feign alkippie. No wonder thou Alchymidon
Speaker 1: art rude when with no generous quality endued, but hopes
Speaker 1: by railing words vice to defend which fowlers made by
Speaker 1: having such a friend. Amerah, thou art warned wisely, beware
Speaker 1: leap not with open eyes into the snare thee. Faith
Speaker 1: that's given to THEE was given before to Neaeus, am Moret,
Speaker 1: and many more thee perjured did the gods to witness
Speaker 1: call that unto each he was the only thrall asteria,
Speaker 1: you have made his cheeks with conscious blushest glow. Al
Speaker 1: kippie tis thee best color a false heart can show.
Speaker 1: And well it is with guilt. Some shame remains. Melebeus, hast, shepherd,
Speaker 1: hast to cleanse away thy stains. Let not thy youth
Speaker 1: of time the goodly spring neglected pass that nothing forth
Speaker 1: it bring but noxious weeds, which cultivated might produce such
Speaker 1: crop as now would thee delight and give thee after
Speaker 1: fame for virtue's fruit. Believe it not alone with age
Speaker 1: does suit not adorns youth like to a noble mind
Speaker 1: in thee this union. Let a mirror find the Kaida.
Speaker 1: Oh fear her not shall serve him in his kind.
Speaker 1: Melebeus see how discourse upon the time does prey those
Speaker 1: hours past swiftest that we talk away declining soul forsaken
Speaker 1: hath the fields and mountain's highest summits only guilds which
Speaker 1: warns us homewards with our flocks, to make i'l kippie
Speaker 1: along with thee our thanks and praises take asteria in
Speaker 1: which our hearts do all in one unite. The Kaida
Speaker 1: are wishes too that on thy head may light. What
Speaker 1: ere the gods, as their best gifts bestow melebeus kind
Speaker 1: nymphs on you may equal blessings flow and of Section eighteen,
Speaker 1: Section nineteen of Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew.
Speaker 1: This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. On My Aunt,
Speaker 1: Missus a k drowned under London Bridge in the Queen's
Speaker 1: Barge Anno. Sixteen forty one, The darling of a father
Speaker 1: good and wise, the virtue which a virtuous age did prize,
Speaker 1: the beauty excellent, even to those were fair subscribed, unto
Speaker 1: by such as might compare the star that above her
Speaker 1: orb did always move, and yet the noblest did not
Speaker 1: hate but love, and those who most upon their title
Speaker 1: stood veiled also too, because she did more good to
Speaker 1: whom the wronged and worthy did resort and held their
Speaker 1: suits obtained if only brought the highest saint in all
Speaker 1: the heaven of court. So noble was her heir, so
Speaker 1: great her mean, she seemed a friend, not servant to
Speaker 1: the queen to sin. If known she never did give way.
Speaker 1: Vice could not storm her, could it not betray when
Speaker 1: angry heaven extinguished her fair light it seemed to say,
Speaker 1: not so precious in my sight as I in waves
Speaker 1: this paragon have drown'd the nation next, and King I
Speaker 1: will confound and of Section nineteen, Section twenty of Poems
Speaker 1: sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording is
Speaker 1: in the public domain. On a young lady whose lord
Speaker 1: was traveling no sooner I pronounced Celinda's name, but troops
Speaker 1: of winged powers did chant the same. Not those the
Speaker 1: poets bows and arrows lend, but such as on the
Speaker 1: altar do attend. Celinda named flowers spring up from the ground,
Speaker 1: excited merely with the charming sound. Cylinder the court's glorylory
Speaker 1: and its fear. Thee gazed at wonder where she does appear.
Speaker 1: Cylinder great in birth, greater and mean, yet none so
Speaker 1: humble as this fair one seen. Her youth and beauty
Speaker 1: justly might disdain, but THEE least pride her glories, ne'er disdain.
Speaker 1: Cylinder of each state the ambitious strife at once a
Speaker 1: noble virgin and a wife, who, while her gallant lord
Speaker 1: in foreign parts adorns his youth with all accomplish'd arts,
Speaker 1: grows ripe at home in virtue more than years, and
Speaker 1: in each grace a miracle appears. When other of her
Speaker 1: age a madding go to the park and plays, and
Speaker 1: every public show proud from their parents bondage they have broke.
Speaker 1: Though justly freed, she still does wear the yoke, preferring
Speaker 1: more her mother's friend to be than idle of the
Speaker 1: town's loose gallantry on her. She, too, the temple does
Speaker 1: attend where they their blessed hours, both save and spend.
Speaker 1: They smile, they joy together, they do pray. You'd think
Speaker 1: two bodies did one soul obey like angels. Thus they
Speaker 1: do reflect their bliss and their bright virtues, each the
Speaker 1: other kiss return, young Lord, while thou abroad dost roam
Speaker 1: thee world to see thou losest heav'n at home and
Speaker 1: of Section twenty section two twenty one of Poems sixteen
Speaker 1: eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording is in
Speaker 1: the public domain on the Duchess of Grafton under the
Speaker 1: name of Alinda. A song the ambitious eye that seeks alone,
Speaker 1: where beauty's wonders most are shown, of all that bounteous
Speaker 1: heaven displays, Let him on bright, Alinda gaze and in
Speaker 1: her high example, see all can admired or wished for
Speaker 1: be an unmatched form mind like endowed is state and title,
Speaker 1: great and proud, a charge heaven dares to few commit,
Speaker 1: so few like her can manage it without all blame
Speaker 1: or envy. Bear the being witty, great and fair, so
Speaker 1: well these murdering weapons wield, at first herself with them
Speaker 1: to shield, then slaughter none, in proud to sport, destroy
Speaker 1: those she invites to court. Great are her charms, but
Speaker 1: virtues more. She wounds no hearts. Though all adore tis
Speaker 1: amorous beauty, love invites a passion like itself excites the paragon.
Speaker 1: Though all admire kindles in none of fond desire, no
Speaker 1: more than those the king's renown and state applaud affect
Speaker 1: his crown. And of section twenty one, Section twenty two
Speaker 1: of Poems sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox
Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. Penelope to Ulysses, return
Speaker 1: my dearest lord at length. Return Let me no longer
Speaker 1: your sad absence morn ilium and dust does no more work,
Speaker 1: afford no more employment for your wit or sword. Why
Speaker 1: did not thee foreseeing God's destroy Helen the fire brand
Speaker 1: both of Greece and Troy. Ere Yet the fatal youth
Speaker 1: her face had seen ere loved and borne away. The
Speaker 1: wanton queen then had been stopp'd the mighty flood of woe,
Speaker 1: which now both Greece and Phrygia overflow. Then I these
Speaker 1: many tears should not have shed, nor thou, the source
Speaker 1: of them, to war been led. I should not then
Speaker 1: have trembled at the fame of Hector's warlike and victorious name.
Speaker 1: Why did I wish the noble Hector slain? Why Ilium
Speaker 1: ruin'd rise O rise again again? Great city flourish from
Speaker 1: thine urn. For though thou art burn'd, my lord does
Speaker 1: not return. Sometimes I think, but O most cruel thought
Speaker 1: that for thy absence th art thyself in fault, that
Speaker 1: thou art captiv'd by some captive dame, who, when thou
Speaker 1: fired'st Troy, did thee inflame. And now with her thou
Speaker 1: lead'st thy amorous life forgetful and despising of thy wife
Speaker 1: and of Section twenty two Section twenty three of Poems
Speaker 1: sixteen eighty six by Anne Killigrew. This LibriVox recording is
Speaker 1: in the public domain an epitaph on herself. When I
Speaker 1: am dead, few friends attend my hearse, and for a
Speaker 1: monument I leave my verse an ode, Arise my dove
Speaker 1: from midst of pots. Arise thy sullied habitation, leave to dust,
Speaker 1: no longer cleave unworthy. They of heaven that will not
Speaker 1: view the skies thy native beauty, reassume, Prune each neglected
Speaker 1: plume till more than silver white, then burnished gold more bright.
Speaker 1: Thus ever, ready stand to take thy eternal flight. Thee
Speaker 1: bird to whom the spacious air was given, as in
Speaker 1: a smooth and trackless path to go, a walk which
Speaker 1: does no limits know, pervious alone to her and Heaven.
Speaker 1: Should she her airy race forget on earth effect to
Speaker 1: walk and sit? Should she so high a privileged neglect
Speaker 1: as still on earth to walk and sit effect? What
Speaker 1: could she have wrong? Complain? Who thus her birdly kind
Speaker 1: doth stain if all her feathers molted, were and naked,
Speaker 1: she were left and bare the just and scorn of
Speaker 1: earth and air. The bird of Paradise, the soul and
Speaker 1: of Section twenty three, Section twenty four of Poems sixteen
Speaker 1: eighty six by Anne Killigrew this librivoxarding is in the
Speaker 1: public domain. Extemporary counsel given to a young gallant in
Speaker 1: a frolic. As you are young, if you'll be also wise, danger,
Speaker 1: with honor, court quarrels, despise. Believe you then are truly
Speaker 1: brave and bold to beauty when no slave, and less
Speaker 1: to gold when virtue you dare own. Not think it
Speaker 1: odd or ungenteel to say I fear a god. And
Speaker 1: of section twenty four and of Poems sixteen eighty six
Speaker 1: by Anne Killigrew