The Harmony of the muses, or, The gentlemans and ladies choisest recreation full of various, pure and transcendent wit : containing severall excellent poems, some fancies of love, some of disdain, and all the subjects incident to the passionate affections either of men or women / heretofore written by those unimitable masters of learning and invention, Dr. Joh. Donn, Dr. Hen. King, Dr. W. Stroad [et al].

On Black eyes by J. D:

NO marvel if the Suns bright eye, Showr down hot flames, that quality Still waits on light, but when I see The sparkling Balls of Ebonie, Distill such heat, the gazer straight Stands so amazed at the sight, As when the Lightning makes a breach Through pitchy clouds; can Lightning reach The Marrow, and not hurt the skin? Your eyes the same to me have been: Can Jet invite the loving straw With secret fire? so can they draw, And can when ere they glance a Dart, Make stubble of the strongest heart: Oft when I look, I may descry A little face peep through thine eye;

Sure that's the boy, that wisely chose, ••is rayes amongst such rayes as those, Which (if his Quiver chance to fail) May serve for Darts to kill withall; If at so strong a charge I yield, If ••ounded so, I quit the Field; Think me not Coward, when I lye, Thus prostrate with your charming eye; Did I but say your eye, I swear Death's in your Beauty every where, Your eye night spare it self, my own, (Wh•• n all your parts are truly known) From ••ny one may filch a Dart, To wound my self, and then my heart, One with a thousand Arrowes fill'd, Cannot say this or that this kill'd, No more can I, yet sure I am, That you are she that wrought the same, Wound me again, yea more and more, So you again will me restore.