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THE MASQUE of Owls.

THE FORTUNAte Isles, and tHEIR UNION..

LOVE'S TRIUMPH THROUGH CALLIPOLIS. .

CHLORIDIA: Rites to Chloris and her Nymphs.

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Pray thee take care, that tak'st my book in hand.

2. To my Book

It will be looked for, Book, when some but see.

3. To my Bookseller

Thou that mak'st gain thy end, and wisely well.

4. To King James .

How, best of Kings, dost thou a sceptre bear.

5. On the Union

When was there contract better driven by fate.

6. To Alchemists

If all you boast of your great art be true.

7. On the New Hot-house

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Where lately harboured many a famous whore.

8. On a Robbery

Ridway robbed Duncote of three hundred pounds.

9. To all to whom I write

May none whose scatter'd names honour my book.

10. To my Lord Ignorant

Thou call'st me poet, as a term of shame.

11. On Somebody that walks Somewhere

At court I met it, in clothes brave enough.

12. On Lieutenant Shift

Shift, here in town, not meanest among squires.

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13. To Dr. Empiric.

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When men a dangerous disease did 'scape.

14. To William Camden .

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Camden! most reverend head, to whom I owe.

19. On Sir Cod the Perfumed.

That Cod can get no widow, yet a knight.

20. To the same

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The expense in odours is a most vain sin.

21. On Reformed Gamester

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Lord, how is Gamester changed his hair close cut.

22. On my First Daughter

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Here lies, to each her parent's ruth.

23. To John Donne

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Donne, the delight of Phabus and each Muse.

24. To the Parliament

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There's reason good, that you good laws should make.

In place of scutcheons, that should deck thy hearse

28. On Don Surly

Don Surly, to aspire the glorious name.

29. To Sir Annual Tilter.

30. To Person Guilty

Guilty, be wise; and though thou know'st the crimes.

31. On Banks the Usurer

Banks feels no lameness of his knotty gout.

32. On Sir John Roe

What two brave perils of the private sword.

33. To the same

I'll not offend thee with a vain tear more.

34. Of Death

He that fears death, or mourns it, in the just.

35. To King James.

Who would not be thy subject, James, t' obey.

36. To the Ghost of Martial

Martial, thou gav'st far nobler Epigrams.

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Tilter, the most may admire thee, though not I.

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For all night-sins, with others' wives unknown.

Who says that Giles and Joan at discord be?

43. To Robert Earl of Salisbury

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What need hast thou of me, or of my

Muse.

44. On Chuffe, Banks the Usurer's Kinsman

Chuffe, lately rich in name, in chattels, goods.

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45. On my First Son

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Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy.

46. To Sir Luckless Woo-all

47. To the same

Sir Luckless, troth, for luck's sake pass by one.

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Is this the sir, who, some waste wife to win.

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48. On Mungril Esquire

His bought arms Mung not liked; for his first day.

49. To Playwright

Playwright me reads, and still my verses damns.

50. To Sir Cod

Leave, Cod, tobacco-like, burnt gums to take.

51. To King James.

That we thy loss might know, and thou

52. To Censorious Courtling

Courtling, I rather thou should'st utterly.

53. To Old-end Gatherer .

Long-gathering Old-end, I did fear thee wise.

54. On Cheveril

Cheveril cries out my verses libels are.

55. To Francis Beaumont

How I do love thee, Beaumont, and thy Muse.

56. On Poet-ape

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our love.

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Poor Poet-ape, that would be thought our chief.

57. On Bawds and Usurers

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If, as their ends, their fruits were so, the same

Spies, you are lights in state, but of base stuff.

60. To William, Lord Mounteagle

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Lo, what my country should have done, have raised.

61. To Fool, or Knave

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Thy praise or dispraise is to me alike.

62. To Fine Lady Would-be

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Fine Madam Would-be, wherefore should you fear.

Not glad, like those that have new hopes, or suits.

65. To my Muse

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Away, and leave me, thou thing most abhorred.

66. To Sir Henry Cary

That neither fame nor love might wanting be.

67. To Thomas, Earl of Suffolk

Since men have left to do praiseworthy things.

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