Sylvae; Or, the Second Part of Poetical Miscellanies
- ISBN-10
- 1230209433
- ISBN-13
- 9781230209432
- Pages
- 62
- Language
- English
- Published
- 2013-09
- Publisher
- Theclassics.Us
- Author
- John Dryden
Description
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1702 edition. Excerpt: ... IV. See, Mighty Charles, how all the Minutes presei Each longing which shall first appear Since in this renowned Year, Not one but feels a secret happiness, As big with new events and some unheard success: See how our Troubles vanisti, see How the tumultuous Tribes agree. Propitious Winds bear all our Griefs away, And Peace clears up the Troubled Day. Not a Wrinkle, not a Scar Of Faction or dishonest War, But Pomps and Triumphs deck the Noble Kalendar A S O N G. By Mr. DRTDEN. STlvia the fair, in the bloom of Fifteen, Felt an innocent warmth, as (he lay on the Green Sh She had heard of a Pleasure, and something (he guest By the to wzing and tumbling & touching her Breast She saw the Men eager, but was at a loss, What they meant by their sighing, and kissing so closej By their praying and whining, And clasping, and twining, And panting and wishing, And sighing and kissing, And sighing and kissing so close, I J. Ah! she cry'd ah for a languishing Maid In a Country of Christians to die without aid! Not a Whig, or a Tory, or Trimmer at least, Or a Protestant Parson, or Catholick Priest, To instruct a young Virgin, that is at a loss, What they meant by their sighing, and kissingso close! By their praying and whining, And clasping and twining, And panting and wishing, And sighing and kissing. And sighing and kissingso close. III. Cupid in Shape of a Swain did appear, He saw the sad Wound, and in pity drew near, L 3 Then Then show'd her his Arrow, and bid her not fear, For the Pain was no more than a Maiden may bear; When the Balm was infos'd me was not at a loss. What they meant by their sighing, and killing so close By their praying and whining, And clasping and twining, And panting and wishing, And sighing and kissing, And sighing and kissing..
