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And lest her maid should know of this disgrace,
AMoRUM. Li B. I, ELEG IA 2.
Quod primo amore correptus, in triumphum duci se a Cupidine patiatur.
What makes my bed seem hard seeing it is so soft” Or why slips down the coverlet so oft? Although the nights belong I sleep not through, My sides are sore with tumbling to and fro. Were love the cause it's like I should descry him, Or lies he close and shoots where none can spy him 2 'Twas so he struck me with a tender dart, 'Tis cruel love turmoils my captive heart. Yielding or striving do we give him might, Let's yield, a burden easily borne is light. I saw a brandish'd fire increase in strength, Which being not shak'd, I saw it die at length. Young oxen newly yok'd are beaten more, Than oxen which have drawn the plough before: And rough jades' mouths with stubborn bits are torn, But manag'd horses' heads are lightly borne. Unwilling lovers, love doth more torment, Than such as in their bondage feel content. Lo I confess, I am thy captive I, And hold my conquer'd hands for thee to tie. What need'st thou war, I sue to thee for grace With arms to conquer armless-men is base. Yoke Venus' Doves, put myrtle on thy hair, Vulcan will give thee chariots rich and fair:
The people thee applauding, thou shalt stand,
Epigrammes and Elegies, by J. D. and C. M. At Middlebourgh. 8vo. [no date.]
These productions are ascribed to Davies and Marlowe, but as it is impossible to determine with accuracy the portions belonging to each, and as moreover the volume is extremely rare it has been thought best to reprint the whole.
AD Musa M.
FLY merry Muse unto that merry town,
Fall in between their hands, that love and praise thee, And be to them a laughter and a jest: But as for them which scorning shall approve thee, Disdain their wits, and think thine own the best.
But if thou find any so gross and dull,
Of A Gull. 2.
Oft in my laughing rhymes, I name a gull,