The triumph of wit, or, Ingenuity display'd in its perfection. Being the newest and most useful academy, in three parts. Part I. Containing variety of excellent poems, pastorals, satyrs, dialogues, epigrams, anagrams, acrosticks, choice letters with their answers, ... and exactest collection of choice songs. Part II. Containing the whole art and mystery of love in all its nicest intreagues and curious particulars, ... with the description & anatomy of perfect beauty. Part III. Containing the mystery and art of wheedling and canting, with the original and present management thereof, and the ends to which it serves and is employed. Illustrated with poems, songs and various intreagues in the canting language, with the explanation, &c. To which is added, Instructions for dancing with musical notes.

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Title: The triumph of wit, or, Ingenuity display'd in its perfection. Being the newest and most useful academy, in three parts. Part I. Containing variety of excellent poems, pastorals, satyrs, dialogues, epigrams, anagrams, acrosticks, choice letters with their answers, ... and exactest collection of choice songs. Part II. Containing the whole art and mystery of love in all its nicest intreagues and curious particulars, ... with the description & anatomy of perfect beauty. Part III. Containing the mystery and art of wheedling and canting, with the original and present management thereof, and the ends to which it serves and is employed. Illustrated with poems, songs and various intreagues in the canting language, with the explanation, &c. To which is added, Instructions for dancing with musical notes.
Author: J. S. (John Shirley), fl. 1680-1702.
Publication: [n.p.] :: Printed for Nicholas Bodington at the Golden Ball in Duck-lane,; 1688.
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Subject terms: Epigrams, English -- 17th century.; Anagrams -- Early works to 1800.; English wit and humor -- Early works to 1800.; English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700.
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The Torment of Disdain: A Song.

(1.)
WHen first these Eyes of mine saw my undoer,Oh! how my Soul was inflam'd with desire!But now I hate the time that e'er I knew her,Seeing her Cruelty adds to my fire.The more I love, the more she disdains,And daily do's add new Links to my Chains;Which makes me day and night to cry,Woe is me, woe is me, for love I dye.

(2.)
I still address my self in humble manner,Thinking by that to gain some respect;But she most cruel she takes more upon her,And still return'd it with scorn and neglect;Which plung'd my soul into such deep dispair,Too great, alas, for Mortal minds to bear;I'd rather soon to loose my breath,Then to continue still this living death.

(3.)

Farewell cruel she, this Curse I'll leave with thee; May'st thou love one, but ne'er beloved be; And when thou doat'st on him, may he deceive then And be as cruel as thou waft to me.