The Miscellaneous Works of the Honourable Sir Charles Sedley, Bart; Containing Satyrs, Epigrams, Court-Characters, Translations, Essays, and Speeches (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1702 Excerpt: ... on She feems Reviv'd, but when he quits the Place, The New-born Smile foon dies upon her Face. No eager Joy, no Lover's Hafte appears They talk of Bus'nels, and they part in Fears Dire Draughts, and Poyfons of all forts me tries, And of what Serpent's Sting Man eafieft dies (veng'd, Ach. We on proud Rome mall fee our felves ReHer Laws ltruck dumb, and her Republick chang'd. Romans mail welter in each others Blood, And Nile-bTQi Monfters drink the Purple Flood. (fprings, it. Tis Love, vile Love, whence this Diibrde Ach. The Tender Parent ofthe frightfulll things. Jr. What is this Love we never can Exclude? But whatfbe'er we talk.of will intrude. (Hindi Ach. Of Storms the Seaman tells, of Ploughs the Lovers in fuch Difcourfes eafe their Mind. Tis of our youthful Blood the Nobleft Rage, But the Difeafe and Fever of our Age. 'Tis a Difeafe Beauty's Infeftion fpreads. (Heads? Ir. Pray, does it Seize you in your Hearts or Ach. Sweet Innocence, it enters at the Eyes, Then to the Heart like fwift Infection flies. When Lovers meet, it is all Extafie, And when they part again, they more than die. Ir. How chance that I efcape this mighty HI $ I ftare and Gaze at every thing my fill. Ach. Paffions lie yet within youT Tender Breaft, Harmlels and Weak, as Eagles in the Neft. But Love hereafter on your Heart will prey. Iras. If ever any one Efcape, I may. (will Ach. Twere moft unfit you fhou'd, 'tis Nature's There be a Soveraign Balm for every HI: For For Beauty's Wounds, their Kindnefi is the Cure i Scorpions, who cou'd without their Oil endure? Jr. If I have hurt you, 'twas againft my Will. tkilL Acb. Your Charms not like a Foe, hut Weapon Jr. Their farther ill Effe&s Lwill prevent, And of what's palt, tho' Innocent, Repent. I'll go where you fhall never lee me more. A...