MARVELL.

COME, little infant, love me now,
While thine unsuspected years

Clear thine aged father's brow
From cold jealousy and fears.

Pretty, surely, 'twere to see

By young Love old Time beguil❜d,
While our sportings are as free
As the nurse's with the child.

Common beauties stay fifteen,

Such as yours should swifter move, Whose fair blossoms are too green Yet for lust, but not for love.

Love as much the snowy lamb,
Or the wanton kid does prize,

As the lusty bull or ram,'
For his morning sacrifice.

Now then love me, time may take
Thee before thy time away;
Of this need we'll virtue make,

And learn love before we may.

So we win of doubtful Fate ;
And if good to us she meant,
We that good should antedate,
Or if ill, that ill prevent.

-Thus as kingdoms frustrating
Other titles to their crown,
In the cradle crown their king,
So all foreign claims to drown.

So to make all rivals vain

Now I crown thee with my love Crown me with thy love again,

;

And we both shall monarchs prove.

A SIGH.

GENTLE air, thou breath of lovers,

Vapour from a secret fire,

Which by thee itself discovers,

Ere yet daring to aspire.

Softest note of whisper'd anguish,

Harmony's refined part,

Striking, while thou seem'st to languish,

Full upon the list'ners heart.

Safest messenger of passion,

Stealing thro' a cloud of spies, Which constrain the outward fashion, Close the lips, and guard the eyes.

Shapeless sigh, we ne'er can show thee,
Form'd but to assault the ear;

Yet ere to their cost they know thee,
Every nymph may read thee here.

SHE

[COWLEY.]

HE loves, and she confesses too;
Then there's at last no more to do;
The happy work's entirely done,

Enter the town which thou hast won.
The fruits of conquest now begin,
Io triumphe! enter in.

What's this, ye gods, what can it be? Remains there still an enemy ?

Bold honour stands up in the gate,

And would yet capitulate.

Have I o'ercome all real foes,

And shall this phantom me oppose?

Noisy nothing, stalking shade,
By what witchcraft wert thou made ?
Empty cause of solid harms!

But I shall find out counter charms,
Thy airy devilship to remove

From this circle here of love.

Sure I shall rid myself of thee
By the night's obscurity,
And obscurer secrecy.

Unlike to every other spright,
Thou attempt'st not men t'affright,
Nor appear'st, but in the light.

[SUCKLING.]

Is now since I sat down before
That foolish fort, a heart,

(Time strangely spent) a year and more,

And still I did my part.

Made my approaches, from her hand

Unto her lip did rise,

And did already understand

The language of her eyes.

Proceeded on with no less art,
My tongue was engineer;
I thought to undermine the heart
By whispering in the ear.

When this did nothing, I brought down
Great cannon oaths, and shot
A thousand thousand to the town,
And still it yielded not,

I then resolv'd to starve the place,
By cutting off all kisses,
Praising and gazing on her face,
And all such little blisses.

To draw her out and from her strength, I drew all batteries in ;

And brought myself to lie at length

As if no siege had been.

When I had done what man could do, And thought the place my own,

The enemy lay quiet too,

And smil'd at all was done.

I sent to know from whence and where,
These hopes, and this relief;

A spy inform'd, Honour was there,
And did command in chief.