Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1825. Excerpt: ... Rough as th' Adriatick sea, yet I Will live with thee, or else for thee will die. THE CAPTIV'D BEE; OR, THE LITTLE FILCHER. As Julia once a slumb'ring lay, It chanc't a bee did flie that way, After a dew, or dew-like shower, To tipple freely in a flower; For some rich flower, he took the lip Of Julia, and began to sip; But when he felt he suckt from thence Hony, and in the quintessence; He drank so much he scarce co'd stir; So Julia took the pilferer. And thus surpriz'd, as filchers use, He thus began himselfe t'excuse: Sweet lady-flower, I never brought Hither the least one theeving thought; But taking those rare lips of yours For some fresh, fragrant, luscious flowers, I thought I might there take a taste, Where so much sirrop ran at waste. Besides, know this, I never sting The flower that gives me nourishing; But with a kisse, or thanks, doe pay For honie that I beare away. This said, he laid his little scrip Of hony, 'fore her ladiship, And told her, as some tears did fall, That, that he took, and that was all. At which she smil'd, and bade him goe And take his bag; but thus much know, When next he came a pilfring so, He sho'd from her full lips derive Honey enough to fill his hive. UPON PRIG. Prig now drinks water, who before drank beere; What's now the cause ? We know the cause is cleere; Look in Prig's purse, the chev'rell there tells you Prig mony wants, either to buy or brew. UPON BATT. Batt he gets children, not for love to reare 'em, But out of hope his wife might die to beare 'em. AN ODE TO MASTER ENDYMION PORTER, UPON HIS Brother's DEATH. Not all thy Hushing sunnes are set, Herrick, as yet; Nor doth this far-drawn hemisphere Frown, and look sullen ev'ry where. Daies may conclude in nights; and suns may rest, As dead, within the west; Yet the next morne re-guild the f...