Poems &c. written by Mr. Ed. Waller ... ; and printed by a copy of his own hand-writing ; all the lyrick poems in this booke were set by Mr. Henry Lawes ...

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Poems &c. written by Mr. Ed. Waller ... ; and printed by a copy of his own hand-writing ; all the lyrick poems in this booke were set by Mr. Henry Lawes ...
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Waller, Edmund, 1606-1687.
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London :: Printed by I.N. for Hu. Mosley ...,
1645.
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Page 57

The story of Phoebus and Daphne applyed, &c.

THirsis a youth of the inspired train, Faire Sacharissa lov'd, but lov'd in vain; Like Phoebus sung, the no less amorous boy; Like Daphne, she as lovely and as coy; With numbers, he the flying Nymph pursues, With numbers, such as Phoebus selfe might use; Such is the chase, when love and fancy leads Ore craggy mountains, and through flowry meads, Invok'd to testifie the lovers care, Or forme some image of his cruell Faire:

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Vrg'd with his fury like a wounded Deer O're these hee fled, and now approching neer, Had reach'd the Nymph with his harmonious lay, Whom all his charmes could not incline to stay. Yet what hee sung in his immortall straine, Though unsuccesfull, was not sung in vaine, All but the Nymph that should redress his wrong, Attend his passion, and approve his song. Like Phoebus thus acquiring unsought praise, Hee catch'd at love, and fill'd his arme with bayse.
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