The card of courtship: or the language of love; fitted to the humours of all degrees, sexes, and conditions. Made up of all sorts of curious and ingenious dialogues, pithy and pleasant discourses, eloquent and winning letters, delicious songs and sonnets, fine fancies, harmonious odes, sweet rhapsodies.
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The card of courtship: or the language of love; fitted to the humours of all degrees, sexes, and conditions. Made up of all sorts of curious and ingenious dialogues, pithy and pleasant discourses, eloquent and winning letters, delicious songs and sonnets, fine fancies, harmonious odes, sweet rhapsodies.
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London :: Printed by J.C. for Humphrey Mosley; and are to be sold at his shop, at the signe of the Prince's Arms in S. Paul's Church-yard,
1653.
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"The card of courtship: or the language of love; fitted to the humours of all degrees, sexes, and conditions. Made up of all sorts of curious and ingenious dialogues, pithy and pleasant discourses, eloquent and winning letters, delicious songs and sonnets, fine fancies, harmonious odes, sweet rhapsodies." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A80038.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 14, 2024.
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Sonnet VIII.
1.
LIke the Violet, which aloneProspers in some happie shade,
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My dear Mistress lives unknown,To no looser eye betray'd:"For she's to her self untrue,"Who delights i' th' publike view.
2.
Such her beauty, as no artsHath enrich'd with borrow'd grace:Her high birth no pride imparts;For she blushes in her place.Folly boasts a noble blood:She is noblest, being good.
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She's cautious, and ne'er knew yetWhat a wanton courtship meant,Nor speaks loud, to boast her wit;In her silence eloquent.Of her self survey she takes;But 'tween men no diff'rence makes.
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