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.

Breasts.

Those swelling mounts of softer Ivory, The Ile of Cyprus, twixt two snowy hills; The snowy mountains, Which when loves warm sun doth thaw, Doth resolve in Nectar fountain, Twixt which mountains, lies a valley, Like Joves heavenly milking alley; Loves tents, pavillion. Paphos, Two little sphears Wherein such azure lines in view appear, Which were they obvious unto every eye, All liberal Arts would turn Astronomy, That solid snow, warmer Alps, Cupids nest, cradle, The valleys of desire, two milky ••ountains, That spring beneath two snowy mountains The liquid Ivory balls, two equal swelling sisters, Loves, Elysium. Tempe. Transplanted Paradise, Hillocks, between which thousand Cupids lie, Where Cytherea's doves, might billing sit While men and gods with envie look on i••, Breasts softer far than tu••ts of unwrought silk; Soft breasts, where grow, Warm violets upon a bank of snow Twins of miracle, snowy breasts Whiter than new fallen flakes, the spicy nests And pillows from loves drowsie temples rest Loves delicious paradise. The Phaenix nest The snowy Hybla's, the ivory hills,

••oves Hespe••ides, soft ivory, warm, snow. ••ottels of melted Manna. Venus Alpes, ••he box where sweets compacted lie, ••he hives of sweetness, yielding marble, ••he curious apples of her snowy brests, ••herein a Paradise of pleasure rests Whire silken pillowes, where ••ove sits in soft delights ••hat fleshy Acidalia, Cyprus, Paphos ••he chest of softer Ivory, ••here Violet veins in curious branches flow ••here Venus swans and milky doves are set ••pon the swelling mounts of driven snow, ••here love whilest he to sport himself doth get ••ath lost his course, nor finds which way to go, ••nclosed in a Labyrinth Where sweet delicious love ••ayes down the quiver, that he once did bear ••ince he that blessed Paradise did prove, He leaves his mothers lap to sport him there White Satten cabinets of love. Where Venus swans have built their nest The panting balls of snnw, Venus, springs, Venus Albion The happy valley, vale of Lillies, bower of bliss, There where the beauteous region doth divide ••nto two milky wayes; Loves swelling Apennine The spicy grove of Eglantine, Those sweetly rising hills, those mountains Hil••'d with snow, where milky fountains Sugard sweets as syrrup berries, Must one day run, through pipes of cherries. Those downy mounts of never melting snow, The Li••ly mountains where dwells eternal spring Breasts more white Then their own milk. Eryx and Cytheron Loves promontories. Loves delicious bower, That pretty double hill Not the fairest Larda's swan, Nor the sleek est Ma••ble, can Be so smooth, or white in show, As those Lillies, and that snow Delicious apples. The lively clusters of her brests.

Of Venus babe the wanton nest. Like pommels round of marble clear, Where azure veins well mixt appear With dearest tops of Porphytie, Betwixt which two a way doth lie; A way more worthy beauties fame, Than that which bears the milkie name, That leads into the joyous field, Which doth unspotted Lillies yield; But Lillies such, whose native smell All Indian odours doth excel. The Ivory paved way, Between two Ida's to the Elysian plain.