Poetical recreations consisting of original poems, songs, odes, &c. with several new translations : in two parts / part I, occasionally written by Mrs. Jane Barker, part II, by several gentlemen of the universities, and others.
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Poetical recreations consisting of original poems, songs, odes, &c. with several new translations : in two parts / part I, occasionally written by Mrs. Jane Barker, part II, by several gentlemen of the universities, and others.
Author
Barker, Jane.
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London :: Printed for Benjamin Crayle ...,
1688.
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English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700.
Songs, English -- Texts.
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"Poetical recreations consisting of original poems, songs, odes, &c. with several new translations : in two parts / part I, occasionally written by Mrs. Jane Barker, part II, by several gentlemen of the universities, and others." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A30923.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 15, 2024.
HOw oft, ah wretch, hast thou profusely sworeMe, as the Gods thou did'st adore;And that my Words shou'd be to thee,As of Divine Authority:In this my Power exceeded theirs,To me thou ne'er did'st wander in thy Prayers.
II.
And oft thou prayest, bathed in thy Tears,Drop'd from the clouds of loving fears;And on my Hand thy Faith confess,And after that beg for redress;Whilst on the Altar of my lip,For Sacrifice, let no occasion slip.
But now thou'rt grown prophane Atheistical,Not chang'd thy Faith, but cast off all:So Sacrilegious too thou art,Thou'rt not c••ntent to rob in part,To bear my Rites (thy Vows) away;But by thy cruelty thou do'st assayTo bring the beauteous Fabrick to decay.
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