A Collection of poems written upon several occasions by several persons with many additions, never before in print.

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A Collection of poems written upon several occasions by several persons with many additions, never before in print.
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London :: Printed for Tho. Collins and John Ford ... and Will. Cademan ...,
1673.
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English poetry -- 17th century.
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"A Collection of poems written upon several occasions by several persons with many additions, never before in print." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A33849.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 5, 2024.

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The Submission.

AH! Pardon, Madam, if I ever thought Your smallest favors could too dear be bought And the just greatness of your Servants flame I did the poorness of their spirits name; Calling their due attendance, Slavery, Your power of Life and Death, flat Tyranny;

Page 44

Since now I yield, and do confess there is No way too hard that leads to such a bliss. So when Hippomanes beheld the Race, Where loss was Death, and Conquest but a Face, He stood amazed at the fatal strife, Wondring that Love shou'd dearer be then Lise But when he saw the Prize, no longer staid, But through those very dangers sought the Maid, And won her too: O may his Conquest prove A happy Omen to my purer Love, Which, if the honour of all Victory In the resistance of the Vanquisht lie, Though it may be the least regarded Prize, Is not the smallest Trophy of your eyes.
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