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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[illustration]
The Description of Women.

Whose head befringed with b-scattered resse Shew like Apolles, when the morn he dresse:

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Or like Aurora when with Pearle she sets, Her long discheveld Rose-crown'd Trammelets: Her forehead smooth, full, polish'd, bright and high, Bears in it selfe a gracefull Majesty; Under the which, two crawling eye-brows twine Like to the tendrills of a flatt'ring Vine: Under whose shade, two starry sparkling eyes Are beautifi'd with faire fring'd Canopies. Her comely nose with uniformall grace, Like purest white, stands in the middle place, Parting the paire, as we may well suppose, Each cheek resembling still a damask Rose; Which like a Garden manifestly shown, How Roses, Lillies, and Carnations grown; Which sweetly mixed both with white and red, Like Rose-leaves, white and red, seem mingled. Then nature for a sweet allurement sets Two smelling, swelling, bashfull Cherry-lets; The which with Ruby-rednesse being tip'd, Doe speak a Virgin merry, Cherrylip'd. Over the which a 〈◊〉〈◊〉 sweet skin is drawne, Which makes them shew like Roses under Lawne. These be the Ruby-portalls and divine, Which ope themselves, to shew an holy shrine, Whose breach is rich perfume, that to the sense Smells like the burn'd Sabean Frankincense; In which the tongue, though 〈…〉〈…〉 member smll Stande guarded with a Rosie-hilly-wall.

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And her white teeth, which in the gums are set, Like Pearle and Gold, make one rich Cabinet: Next doth her chin, with dimpled beauty 〈◊〉〈◊〉 For his white, plump, and smoth prerogative. At whose faire top, to please the sight thee grow The fairest image of a blushing rose; Mov'd by the chin, whose motion causeth this, That both her lips doe part, doe meet, doe 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Her ears, which like two Labyrinths are pla••••d On either side, with which rare Jewels grac'd: Moving a quston whether that by them The Jem is grac'd, or they grac'd by the Jem. But the foundation of the Architect, Is the Swan-staining, faire, rare stately eck, Which with ambitious humblenesse stands under, Bearing aloft this rich round world of wonder. Her breast a place for beauties throne most fit, Bears up two Globes, where love and pleasure sit; Which headed with two rich round Rubies, show Like wanton Rose-buds growing out of Snow, And in the milky valley that's between, Sits Cupid kissing of his mother Queen. Then comes the belly, seated next below, Like a faire mountain in Riphean snow: Where Nature in a whitenesse without spot, Hath in the middle tide a Gordian knot. Now love invites me to survey her thighes, Swelling in likenesse like two Crystall 〈◊〉〈◊〉;

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Which to the knees by nature fastned on, Derive their eer well 'greed motion. Her legs with two clear Calves, like silver try'd, Kindly swell up with little pretty pride; Leaving a distance for the comely small To beautifie the leg and foot withall. Then lowly, yet most lovely stand the feet, Round, short and cleer, like pounded Spices sweet; And whatsoever thing they tread upon, They make it sent like bruised Cynamon. The lovely shoulders now allure the eye, To see two Tablets of pure Ivory: From which two arms like branches seem to spread With tender vein'd, and silver coloured, With little hands, and fingers long and small, To grace a Lute, a Viall, Virginall. In length each finger doth his next excell, Each richly headed with a pearly shell. Thus every part in contrariety Meet in the whole, and make an harmony: As divers strings doe singly disagree, But form'd by number make sweet melodie.
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