Poems by Hugh Crompton, the son of Bacchus, and god-son of Apollo being a fardle of fancies, or a medley of musick, stewed in four ounces of the oyl of epigrams.
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Poems by Hugh Crompton, the son of Bacchus, and god-son of Apollo being a fardle of fancies, or a medley of musick, stewed in four ounces of the oyl of epigrams.
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Crompton, Hugh, fl. 1657.
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London :: Printed for E.C. for Tho. Alsop ...,
1657.
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"Poems by Hugh Crompton, the son of Bacchus, and god-son of Apollo being a fardle of fancies, or a medley of musick, stewed in four ounces of the oyl of epigrams." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A35069.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 3, 2024.
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33. The Retreat.
I.
TEll me Tyresias, was it thouBewitch'd me unto Cupids bow?Why should I hold this Deer in chace?Or wrack my fancy on her face?What hope is there to win the prizeThat still refuses and denies?
II.
With weary labours night and day,Early and late, through clods and clay,In health and sicknesse, blisse and baleI wo'd her, but 't would not prevail.My time, my coyn and spirits tooI spent, but yet all would not do.
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III.
I manacled each strugling thought,And my aspiring soul I broughtInto subjection; and did spillFull seas of tears to gain her will:All this I did, and more; but yetHer marble heart would not submit.
IV.
Therefore I will decline the suit,And pluck up fancy by the root.I'le bid my stragling heart go home,And leave thee to the next that come.But may I perish for my pain,If ere I cringe to thee again.
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