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<HEAD>LUNATICUS INAMORATUS OR, The Mad Lover.</HEAD>
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<L>HArk how the <HI>Welkin</HI> Thunders; Hark! &s;tand, &s;tand.</L>
<L>Dire Flames Belch forth, the Fury's are at hand.</L>
<L><HI>Pluto</HI> by <HI>Stix!</HI> Foul <HI>Ty&s;iphon</HI> avant:</L>
<L>Ho <HI>Pro&s;erpine!</HI> beaut'ous <HI>Pro&s;erpine,</HI> grant</L>
<L>Me a Boon; Command that <HI>Cerberus</HI> lye &s;till:</L>
<L>Tell the low'd Curr, 'tis <HI>Amarantha</HI>'s Will:</L>
<L>My <HI>Amarantha;</HI> She, who's now at Play</L>
<L>With <HI>Ariadne,</HI> in the Milky-way.</L>
<L>The Studded-Crown is &s;tak't; O unkind part,</L>
<L>Again&s;t a Crown to wage thy Lovers-Hart:</L>
<L>Why Covets <HI>Amarantha</HI> &s;uch a Gemm?</L>
<L><HI>Jove</HI> &s;hall pre&s;ent thee with his Diadem.</L>
<L>But, that the&s;e curs'd-<HI>Manacles</HI> forbid;</L>
<L>I'd mount the Globe, and place it on thy Head.</L>
<L><HI>Aurora</HI> &s;peak; What! ha's my <HI>Angel</HI> Won ?</L>
<L>'Tis &s;o, 'tis &s;o; now give it, to th' <HI>Sun,</HI></L>
<L>Th' dayes proud-Po&s;t; He'll drink thy Health at Night,</L>
<L>In Sweets extracted from his <HI>Thetis</HI> &s;ight.</L>
<L>What Plagues are the&s;e Cold-Chains? Why, <HI>Ixion!</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sy&s;iphus, Sy&s;iphus!</HI> lay by that Stone;</L>
<L>Pledge Me, and <HI>Tantalus:</HI> This Gla&s;s to Her</L>
<L>Who Tinds the Stars, keeps Me a Pri&s;oner.</L>
<L>Come, ye &s;moky <HI>Cyclops,</HI> come, Drink apace:</L>
<L>That, to your <HI>Mi&s;tri&s;s;</HI> next, to <HI>Juno's</HI> Grace:</L>
<L>To <HI>Neptune</HI> now, quaf't off yee frolick Slaves;</L>
<L>For <HI>Neptune</HI> Tipples the Impo&s;tum'd Waves.</L>
<L>Sirrah Boy, <HI>Ganimede,</HI> fill up their Boules:</L>
<L>'Tis well; the Horned-God keeps thir&s;ty-Souls.</L>
<L>More Nectar &s;till, A Tun to him that &s;its</L>
<L>Collecting Notions from a Bedlams Witts,</L>
<L>Arme, arme <HI>Alcides!</HI> Sooty Feinds Invades</L>
<L>The Flowry-borders of the <HI>Elizian</HI>-Shades.</L>
<L><HI>Charon, Scull, Ferriman,</HI> Steer towards Shoar;</L>
<L>Stem that proud Wave; Bear-up, now waft me o're.</L>
<L>Whence blowes that Gu&s;t? be calme, be calme; rude Wind</L>
<L>Obey; Love, and my thoughts are unconfin'd.</L>
<L>Bold &s;lave forbear to touch it; know that <HI>Ro&s;e,</HI></L>
<L>Only to deck my <HI>Amarantha</HI> Grows.</L>
<L>The Ruddy-Morne has &s;trung of Dewy-Pearl;</L>
<L>A double Carkanet for thee, my Girl.</L>
<L>Look, where She comes; <HI>Hyperion</HI> &s;tay,</L>
<L>And &s;trow thy Golden-Attoms in Her way.</L>
<L><HI>Venus,</HI> thy Charriot; quick, How dar'&s;t thou &s;ee</L>
<L>Her walk on foot, that is more fair than Thee?</L>
<L>Attendance there; the Graces I'le prefer;</L>
<L>'Twould Grace the Sacred-Nine to wait on Her,</L>
<L><HI>Jove,</HI> Tune the Whirling-Sphears; <HI>Arion</HI> come,</L>
<L>And Sing my Sweet a Lovers <HI>Requium.</HI></L>
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<L><HI>Ha Squalled Villain! Scourge me; hold,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I'm &s;till, I'm &s;till; Dear Heart, I was too bold:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Forbear, I'm quiet now: the</HI> God's <HI>can tell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>My</HI> Amarantha <HI>does not take this well.</HI></L>
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<L>The&s;e Ginn's oppre&s;s. 'Tis Gold, pure Gold; the Stone,</L>
<L>Dropt from the Ringlet of an <HI>Amazone.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hyppolita,</HI> perhaps, a <HI>Pilgrim</HI> might</L>
<L>Do Adorations to't, it looks &s;o bright.</L>
<L>VVho Hollows there, Rogue, Captive, <HI>Lunatique;</HI></L>
<L>If <HI>Molops</HI> hear, he'll la&s;h thee to the quick.</L>
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<STAGE>SINGS</STAGE>
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<L><HI>Her Hair upon Her Shoulders &s;pread;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Each curle, a Fringe for Beauties Bed:</HI></L>
<L>Jun's-Ro&s;es <HI>in Her Checks are born:</HI></L>
<L><HI>From either Eye,</HI></L>
<L><HI>A Serene Skie,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ope's like the Windows of the Morn.</HI></L>
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<L><HI>Where is my</HI> Angel? <HI>Ah! to &s;leep &s;hrunk in;</HI></L>
<L><HI>To'th fragrant Bud of &s;ome choice</HI> Je&s;&s;amin:</L>
<L><HI>Or re&s;ts in</HI> Flora's <HI>Lap.</HI></L>
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<L>Hark, &s;ilence there, does not yon, doleful Bell,</L>
<L>Sound hollow as it were a mourning knell;</L>
<L>What &s;ad departing Soul with lingring breath,</L>
<L>Di&s;turbs the drow&s;ie Bed-maker of Death.</L>
<L>For <HI>Amarantha,</HI> ha, and would &s;he go,</L>
<L>Not once farwel; unkind, not let me know.</L>
<L>Dead, <HI>Amarantha</HI> dead, draw o're the Light,</L>
<L>The fullen Curtains of the gloomy Night:</L>
<L><HI>Aurora's</HI> blu&s;hes, darke&s;t Clouds Eclip&s;e,</L>
<L>Grow pale, as now my <HI>Amarantha's</HI> lips.</L>
<L>My Glory dead? Her Tenement re&s;igne,</L>
<L>Why would &s;he not, an Inmate, dwell in mine.</L>
<L>See where &s;he hovers, like a Cherubim,</L>
<L>Ha&s;t, ha&s;t, bright Soul, to thy Caele&s;tial Inn.</L>
<L>Stay not to Banquet, the&s;e in&s;atiate Eyes,</L>
<L>That mu&s;t do &s;ervice at thine Ob&s;equies:</L>
<L>Ye purer Spirits of the Aire attend,</L>
<L>My wandring Angel to her journeys end:</L>
<L>With Sable cloath, the &s;pangled Canopie,</L>
<L>That every Star may mourn as well as I:</L>
<L>And as ye pa&s;s, her Legacies proclaim,</L>
<L>To me her heart, to th' World her Vertuous, name.</L>
<L>Come &s;wift wing'd <HI>Mercury,</HI> 'tis thou mu&s;t be</L>
<L>The Me&s;&s;enger, betwixt my Love and me.</L>
<L>Where have you hid her Reliques? Let me clime,</L>
<L>And fix them 'bove the reach of wrinckled Time.</L>
<L>Go, tell her <HI>Hermes,</HI> how my thoughts are bent,</L>
<L>On <HI>Parian</HI> Clifts, to rai&s;e her Monument.</L>
<L><HI>Plutus,</HI> ba&s;e Mi&s;er, it is thou detaines</L>
<L>My Jewels Cabinet; thy hollow Veins,</L>
<L>I'le rend in &s;under; &s;earch the Infenced Deeps,</L>
<L>Break-up the Cells, where all thy Trea&s;ures &s;leeps.</L>
<L>Di&s;cover what thy Avaritious mind,</L>
<L>Since the Proleptick Age, hath clo&s;e confin'd;</L>
<L>Black-warders, of your fordid Ma&s;ters o're</L>
<L>By <HI>Dis,</HI> and <HI>Hell,</HI> I conjure you to re&s;tore</L>
<L>His Theft; How dare you keep what mu&s;t be &s;et,</L>
<L>With <HI>Columnes</HI> double Archt on <HI>Arraret?</HI></L>
<L>Ho, Light-heel'd Boy, What ha&s;t thou brought me there?</L>
<L>A Letter, ha, a Letter from my Dear</L>
<L>Seal'd with a Ki&s;s.</L>
<L>Who would not over Rapid Torrents wade,</L>
<L>To ki&s;s the Lips, that this Impre&s;&s;ion made.</L>
<L>A curled Lock and Diamond too, by <HI>Stix,</HI></L>
<L>The wanton Archers &s;trange <HI>Hyrogliphicks.</HI></L>
<L>My <HI>Amarantha</HI> deems me &s;till as wife,</L>
<L>As when I gue&s;t her meaning by her Eyes;</L>
<L>To read the&s;e Characters, writ by her looks,</L>
<L>The grave&s;t <HI>Cato,</HI> would have left his Books.</L>
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<HEAD>From the Region of the Moon.</HEAD>
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<L>Inhabits <HI>Amarantha</HI> there? A place,</L>
<L>Be&s;eeming &s;uch a Beauty, &s;uch a Grace.</L>
<L><HI>Tarquin</HI> with-draw thy lu&s;tful Fancy from her,</L>
<L>She's now <HI>Diana's</HI> chiefe&s;t Maid of Honor.</L>
<L>The &s;portful Godde&s;s often takes delight,</L>
<L>To let her wear the Cre&s;&s;ent of the Night;</L>
<L>And with her &s;miling Nymphs attending, &s;tray</L>
<L>O're <HI>Latmos, Ephe&s;us,</HI> and <HI>Cayria.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ovid,</HI> thy Court&s;hip She'l no more approve,</L>
<L>She mu&s;t be courted with, <HI>Platonique</HI> Love,</L>
<L>Such as the holy Virgin Nun may pant,</L>
<L>When ended prayers to her Indulgent Saint.</L>
<L>Cha&s;t Votre&s;s, I will offer at thy Shrine,</L>
<L>Flames, for their purity, &s;hall equal thine.</L>
<L>Permit me though, when under <HI>Morpheus</HI> charms,</L>
<L>To dream I ki&s;s, and keep Thee in mine Arms.</L>
<L>Soft Re&s;t approach, polluted thoughts be gone,</L>
<L>Thou &s;halt be <HI>Cynthia,</HI> I, <HI>Endyminon.</HI></L>
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<P>With ALLOWANCE.</P>
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<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed by <HI>Sarah Griffin.</HI> 1667.</P>
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