Poems and translations with the Sophy / written by the Honourable Sir John Denham, Knight of the Bath.
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Poems and translations with the Sophy / written by the Honourable Sir John Denham, Knight of the Bath.
Author
Denham, John, Sir, 1615-1669.
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London :: Printed for H. Herringman ...,
1668.
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"Poems and translations with the Sophy / written by the Honourable Sir John Denham, Knight of the Bath." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A35654.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed April 28, 2025.
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An occasional Imitation of a Modern Author
upon the Game of Chess.
A Tablet stood of that abstersive Tree,Where Aethiops swarthy Bird did build her nest,Inlaid it was with Lybian Ivory,Drawn from the Jaws of Africks prudent beast
Two Kings like Saul, much Taller then the rest,Their equal Armies draw into the Field;Till one take th' other Prisoner they contest;Courage and Fortune must to Conduct yield.
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This Game the Persian Magi did invent,The force of Eastern Wisdom to express;From thence to busie Europaeans sent,And styl'd by Modern Lombards pensive Chess.
Yet some that fled from Troy to Rome report,Penthesilea Priam did oblige;Her Amazons, his Trojans taught this sport,To pass the tedious hours of ten years Siege.
There she presents her self, whilst King and
PeersLook gravely on whilst fierce Bellona fights;Yet Maiden modesty her Motions steers,Nor rudely skips o're Bishops heads like Knights.
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