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Yet whilst she Arnold favour'd, he so griev'd
As loyal Subjects quietly bemoan
Their Yoke, but raise no war to be reliev'd,
Nor through the envy'd Fav'rite wound the Throne.
Yet whilst she Arnold favour'd, he so griev'd
As loyal Subjects quietly bemoan
Their Yoke, but raise no war to be reliev'd,
Nor through the envy'd Fav'rite wound the Throne.
14.
Young Goltho next these Rivals we may name,
Whose manhood dawn'd early as Summer light;
As sure and soon did his fair day proclaim,
And was no less the joy of publick sight.
Young Goltho next these Rivals we may name,
Whose manhood dawn'd early as Summer light;
As sure and soon did his fair day proclaim,
And was no less the joy of publick sight.
15.
If Loves just pow'r he did not early see,
Some small excuse we may his errour give;
Since few (though learn'd) know yet blest Love to be
That secret vital heat by which we live:
If Loves just pow'r he did not early see,
Some small excuse we may his errour give;
Since few (though learn'd) know yet blest Love to be
That secret vital heat by which we live:
16.
But such it is; and though we may be thought
To have in Childhood life, ere Love we know,
Yet life is useless till by reason taught,
And Love and Reason up together grow.
But such it is; and though we may be thought
To have in Childhood life, ere Love we know,
Yet life is useless till by reason taught,
And Love and Reason up together grow.
17.
Nor more, the Old shew they out-live their Love,
If when their Love's decay'd, some signs they give
Of life, because we see them pain'd and move,
Then Snakes, long cut, by torment shew they live.
Nor more, the Old shew they out-live their Love,
If when their Love's decay'd, some signs they give
Of life, because we see them pain'd and move,
Then Snakes, long cut, by torment shew they live.
18.
If we call living, Life, when Love is gone,
We then to Souls (Gods coyn) vain rev'rence pay;
Since Reason (which is Love, and his best known
And currant Image) Age has worn away.
If we call living, Life, when Love is gone,
We then to Souls (Gods coyn) vain rev'rence pay;
Since Reason (which is Love, and his best known
And currant Image) Age has worn away.
19.
And I that Love and Reason thus unite,
May, if I old Philosophers controul,
Confirm the new by some new Poets light;
Who finding Love, thinks he has found the Soul.
And I that Love and Reason thus unite,
May, if I old Philosophers controul,
Confirm the new by some new Poets light;
Who finding Love, thinks he has found the Soul.
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