Recreation for ingenious head-peeces, or, A pleasant grove for their wits to walk in of epigrams 700, epitaphs 200, fancies a number, fantasticks abundance : with their addition, multiplication, and division.
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Recreation for ingenious head-peeces, or, A pleasant grove for their wits to walk in of epigrams 700, epitaphs 200, fancies a number, fantasticks abundance : with their addition, multiplication, and division.
Author
Mennes, John, Sir, 1599-1671.
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London :: Printed by M. Simmons ...,
1654.
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English wit and humor.
Epigrams.
Epitaphs.
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"Recreation for ingenious head-peeces, or, A pleasant grove for their wits to walk in of epigrams 700, epitaphs 200, fancies a number, fantasticks abundance : with their addition, multiplication, and division." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A50616.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 8, 2024.
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To Iulia.
'Tis Ev'ning my sweet,And dark; let us meet;Long time w'have here been a toying:And never as yet,That season co'd get,Wherein t'have had an enjoying.
For pitty or shame,Then let not loves flame,Be ever and ever a spending;Since now to the PortThe path is but short;And yet our way has no ending.
Time flyes away fast;Our howers doe wast;The while we never remember,How soon our life, here,Grows old with the yeere,That dyes with the next December.
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