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.
Publication
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 15, 2024.

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To Drown. Drowned.
So headlong Ino with the load she bears, Fell, and the sparkling waves did fall in tears Struck down by Neptunes trident. To make themselves a shipwrack. Dying in water, to revive in fire. VVhom Tnetis in her silver bosome took, That fid their tombe and watry grave, VVithin the silver bosome of a wave. To whom rude tempests ave Made an unhappy and inglorious grave, The waves that were above when as she fell, For fear flew back again into their well, Doubting ensuing times would on them frown That they so rare a beauty helpt to drown, Her fall in grief did make the stream so roare, That sullen murmurings fill'd all the shore. A jewel never sent To be possest by one sole element, Let's drown him once again within our tears. Entomb'd within the watry main. The saphyre-visag'd God grew proud, Imagining that Ganymed displeas'd Had left the heavens, therefoe he on him seas'd. VVhom swelling waters do embalme, Neptune for ever do bewaile his death, And all the Nimphs tear off their sea-green haire.
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