The English Parnassus, or, A helpe to English poesie containing a collection of all rhyming monosyllables, the choicest epithets, and phrases : with some general forms upon all occasions, subjects, and theams, alphabeticaly digested : together with a short institution to English poesie, by way of a preface / by Joshua Poole.

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The English Parnassus, or, A helpe to English poesie containing a collection of all rhyming monosyllables, the choicest epithets, and phrases : with some general forms upon all occasions, subjects, and theams, alphabeticaly digested : together with a short institution to English poesie, by way of a preface / by Joshua Poole.
Author
Poole, Josua, fl. 1632-1646.
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London :: Printed for Tho. Johnson,
1657.
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English poetry.
Epithets.
English language -- Rhyme -- Dictionaries.
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"The English Parnassus, or, A helpe to English poesie containing a collection of all rhyming monosyllables, the choicest epithets, and phrases : with some general forms upon all occasions, subjects, and theams, alphabeticaly digested : together with a short institution to English poesie, by way of a preface / by Joshua Poole." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A55357.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 8, 2024.

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Never.
The sun shall change his course and find new pathes To drive his chariot in. The loadstone leave His faith unto the North. The vine withdraw Those strict embraces that infold the elme, In her kind armes, ere, &c. First shady groves shall on the bllowes grow, And sea weeds on the tops of mountains show Their flimy chires. Heavens fies shall first fall darkned from their spheare, Grave night, the light weed of the day shall wear. Fresh streams shall chace the sea, tough plowes shall tear Their fishie bottome, &c. Before. Sooner fleet minutes shall back rescued be. Soonner expect the harvest from the sand. Sooner every star May in his motion grow irregular, The sun forget to give his welcome flame Unto the teeming earth. December sooner shall see primrose grow; And swift-pac't rivers in soft murmures flow, No more shall mead be deckt with flowers, Nor sweetnesse dwell in rosie bowers, Nor early buds on branches spring, Nor warbling birds delight to sing. Nor April violets paint the grove. The fish shall in the Ocean burne, And fountains sweet, shall bitter tune. The humble oake no flood shall know. Black Lethe shall oblivion leave. Love shall his bow and shaft lay by, And Venus doves wat wings to fly, The sun refuse to shew his light, And day shall then be turn'd to night, And in that night no star appeare.

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No joy above in heaven shall dwell, Nor pain torment poor souls in hell, Can earth forget her burthen and ascend? O can aspiring flames be taught to tend To earth? Then &c. Can hills forget their ponderous bulks and fly Like wandering Aromes in the empty skie? Or can the heavens, grown idle, not fulfill Their certain revolutions but stand still, And leave their constant motion to the wind T'inherit? Then &c. Sooner the sun and stars shall shine together. Sooner the wolfe make peace with tender lambes. Sooner shall rigid Boreas first take wing At Nilus head, and boisterous Auster spring From th' icie floods of Izland—Then &c. You may sooner part the billowes of the sea, And put a bar between their fellowship. Sooner shut Old time into a den, and stay his motion, Wash off the swift houres from his downy wing, Or steal eternity to stop his glasse. Sooner the pibbles, on the hungry beach, Shall illop stars, and the mutinous winds, Throw the proud Cedars up against the sun. When Poe shall wash the topps of Matine hill, Or the sea swallow lofty Apennine, And strange effcts of love, new monsters joyne, That Tygers may from hindes seeke lusts delight, And the meeke dove is troden by the kite, When flocks the Lyons friendship entertain, And wanton goats affect the brackish main. Then &c. Sooner the mountains shall want shady trees, Sooner the ships shall not aile on the seas, And rivers make recourse unto their springs, The rivers shall recoile unto their springs, The sun shall from the west his course begin, The earth shall first with shining stars be fill'd, The skies unto the furrowing plough shall yeild, The water shall send forth a smoaking flame, The fir shall yeild water back again, First shall the birds that welcome in the spring,

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All mute and dumbe; for ever cease to sing, The summer Ants leave their industrious pain, And from their full mouthes cast their loading grain. The swift Maenalian hounds that chasing are, Shall frighted run back from the trembling ••••are. First nature shall become preposterous. No element shall hold his constant seat, Heaven shall be earth, and earth Joves stary house, Fier shall be cold, and water shall give hea, Summer shall give a snowie livery Unto the ground, and does shalllyons fright, Through aire the crowes whiter than snow shall fly, And the daies brightnesse turne into the night, The fish shall not inhabit in the flood, And silver swans shall take a jetty die, The chaing boare shall not then haunt the wood, With wings then oxen shall divide the skie, Marble shall then the wax in softnesse passe, The chicken then shall prey upon the kite, In the vast welkin shall the staggs seke grasse, The dog forget Arcadian wolves to bite, Stars shall enamel earth; and from the tree No leaves shall dangle, eagles court the dove, The highest mounains then shall levell'd be, And the fierce griffons shall the horses lov. V. Famous. Ever Incredible, Impossible.
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