an Heroick Poem.
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83.
A Maid of thy high linage much I love,
And hide her name till I can merit boast,
But shall I here (where I may worth improve)
For prising her above my self, be lost?
A Maid of thy high linage much I love,
And hide her name till I can merit boast,
But shall I here (where I may worth improve)
For prising her above my self, be lost?
84.
The Duke's firm bosome kindly seem'd to melt
At Tybalt's grief, that he omitted was;
Who lately had Love's secret conquest felt,
And hop'd for publick triumph in this cause.
The Duke's firm bosome kindly seem'd to melt
At Tybalt's grief, that he omitted was;
Who lately had Love's secret conquest felt,
And hop'd for publick triumph in this cause.
85.
Then he decreed, Hugo (though chose before
To share in this great work) should equally
With Tybalt be expos'd to Fortune's pow'r,
And by drawn Lots their wish'd election trie.
Then he decreed, Hugo (though chose before
To share in this great work) should equally
With Tybalt be expos'd to Fortune's pow'r,
And by drawn Lots their wish'd election trie.
86.
Hugo his dreaded Lord with chearfull aw
Us'd to obey, and with implicit love;
But now he must for certain honour draw
Uncertain Lots, seems heavily to move.
Hugo his dreaded Lord with chearfull aw
Us'd to obey, and with implicit love;
But now he must for certain honour draw
Uncertain Lots, seems heavily to move.
87.
And here they trembling reach'd at honour so,
As if they gath'ring Flow'rs a Snake discern'd;
Yet fear'd Love onely whose rewards then grow
To Lovers sweetest, when with danger earn'd.
And here they trembling reach'd at honour so,
As if they gath'ring Flow'rs a Snake discern'd;
Yet fear'd Love onely whose rewards then grow
To Lovers sweetest, when with danger earn'd.
88.
From this brave fear, lest they should danger scape,
Was little Hugo eas'd, and when he drew
The Champion's lot, his joy inlarg'd his shape,
And with his lifted mind he taller grew.
From this brave fear, lest they should danger scape,
Was little Hugo eas'd, and when he drew
The Champion's lot, his joy inlarg'd his shape,
And with his lifted mind he taller grew.
89.
But Tybalt stoop'd beneath his sorrows waight;
Goltho and him kindly the Duke imbrac'd;
Then to their station sent; and Oswald straight
His so injoyn'd, and with like kindness grac'd.
But Tybalt stoop'd beneath his sorrows waight;
Goltho and him kindly the Duke imbrac'd;
Then to their station sent; and Oswald straight
His so injoyn'd, and with like kindness grac'd.
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