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ANNUS MIRABILIS:
219.
Now, like some rich or mighty Murderer,
Too great for Prison, which he breaks with Gold:
Who fresher for new Mischiefs does appear,
And dares the World to tax him with the old.
Now, like some rich or mighty Murderer,
Too great for Prison, which he breaks with Gold:
Who fresher for new Mischiefs does appear,
And dares the World to tax him with the old.
220.
So scapes th' insulting Fire his narrow Jail,
And makes small out-lets into open air:
There the fierce Winds his tender Force assail,
And beat him down-ward to his first repair.
So scapes th' insulting Fire his narrow Jail,
And makes small out-lets into open air:
There the fierce Winds his tender Force assail,
And beat him down-ward to his first repair.
221.
(a) Like crafty, &c. Hæc arte cupidum virum, ut illius animum inopia accenderet. (a) The Winds, like crafty Courtezans, with-held
His Flames from burning, but to blow them more:
And every fresh attempt, he is repell'd
With faint Denials weaker than before.
(a) Like crafty, &c. Hæc arte cupidum virum, ut illius animum inopia accenderet. (a) The Winds, like crafty Courtezans, with-held
His Flames from burning, but to blow them more:
And every fresh attempt, he is repell'd
With faint Denials weaker than before.
222.
And now, no longer letted of his Prey,
He leaps up at it with inrag'd Desire:
O'relooks the Neighbours with a wide survey,
And nods at every House his threatning Fire.
And now, no longer letted of his Prey,
He leaps up at it with inrag'd Desire:
O'relooks the Neighbours with a wide survey,
And nods at every House his threatning Fire.
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