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.
Publication
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.

Pages

SONG.

I.
IF mighty Wealth, that gives the Rules To Vitious Men, and cheated Fools, Cou'd but preserve me in the prime Of blooming Youth, and purchase Time; Then I wou'd covet Riches too, And scrape and cheat as others doe.
II.
But since that Life must slide away, And Wealth can't purchase one poor day; Why shou'd my cares encrease my pain, And wast my time with sighs in vain; Since Riches cannot Life supply, It is a useless Poverty.

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III.
Swift time, that can't be bought to stay, I'll try to guide the gentlest way. With chearfull Friends brisk Wine shall pass, And drown a care in ev'ry Glass. Sometimes diverted with Loves Charms, I'll pleasure take in Celia's Arms.
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