THE WATCH. MAN is a watch, wound up at first, but never Wound up again; once down, he's down for ever: The watch once downe, all motions then do cease; The man's pulse stopt, all passions sleep in peace. LINES HAVE THEIR LININGS, AND BOOKES THEIR As in our clothes, so likewise he who lookes, ART ABOVE NATURE. TO JULIA. WHEN I behold a forrest spread 5 And all those airie silks to flow, UPON SIBILLA. WITH paste of almonds Syb her hands doth scoure, Then gives it to the children to devoure. In cream she bathes her thighs, more soft then silk, Then to the poore she freely gives the milke. UPON HIS KINSWOMAN, MISTRESSE BRIDGET HERRICK. SWEET Bridget blusht, and therewithal, And smelt them; then they smelt to me UPON LOVE. I PLAID with love as with the fire Nor did I know, or co'd descry What under there was hid. That satyre he but burnt his lips; UPON A COMELY AND CURIOUS MAIDE. IF men can say that beauty dyes, UPON THE LOSSE OF HIS FINGER. ONE of the five. straight branches of my hand UPON IRENE. ANGRY if Irene be But a minute's life with me; Such a fire I espie Walking in and out her eye, As at once I freeze and frie. UPON ELECTRA'S TEARES. UPON her cheekes she wept, and from those showers Sprang up a sweet nativity of flowres. UPON TOOLY. THE eggs of pheasants wrie-nos'd Tooly sells, END OF VOLUME FIRST. 20 |