an Heroick Poem.
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62.
But Ulfinore, does hither aptly come,
His second breast, in whom his griefs excess
He may ebb out, when they ore-flow at home;
Such griefs, as thus in Throngs for utt'rance press.
But Ulfinore, does hither aptly come,
His second breast, in whom his griefs excess
He may ebb out, when they ore-flow at home;
Such griefs, as thus in Throngs for utt'rance press.
63.
Forgive me that so falsly am thy Friend!
No more our Hearts for kindness shall contest;
Since mine I hourly on another spend,
And now imbrace thee with an empty brest.
Forgive me that so falsly am thy Friend!
No more our Hearts for kindness shall contest;
Since mine I hourly on another spend,
And now imbrace thee with an empty brest.
64.
Yet pard'ning me, you cancel Nature's fault;
Who walks with her first force in Birtha's shape,
And when she spreads the Net to have us caught,
It were in youth presumption to escape.
Yet pard'ning me, you cancel Nature's fault;
Who walks with her first force in Birtha's shape,
And when she spreads the Net to have us caught,
It were in youth presumption to escape.
65.
When Birtha's grief so comly did appear,
Whilst she beheld our wounded Duke's distress;
Then first my alter'd Heart began to fear,
Lest too much Love should friendship dispossess;
When Birtha's grief so comly did appear,
Whilst she beheld our wounded Duke's distress;
Then first my alter'd Heart began to fear,
Lest too much Love should friendship dispossess;
66.
But this whilst Ulfinore with sorrow hears,
Him Goltho's busier sorrow little heeds;
And though he could reply in sighs and tears,
Yet governs both, and Goltho thus proceeds.
But this whilst Ulfinore with sorrow hears,
Him Goltho's busier sorrow little heeds;
And though he could reply in sighs and tears,
Yet governs both, and Goltho thus proceeds.
67.
To Love's new dangers I have gone unarm'd;
I lack'd experience why to be afraid,
Was too unlearn'd to read whom Love had harm'd,
But have his will as Nature's law obay'd.
To Love's new dangers I have gone unarm'd;
I lack'd experience why to be afraid,
Was too unlearn'd to read whom Love had harm'd,
But have his will as Nature's law obay'd.
68.
Th'obedient and defenceless, sure; no law
Afflicts, for law is their defence, and pow'r;
Yet me, Loves sheep, whom rigour needs not aw,
Wolf-Love, because defenceless, does devour:
Th'obedient and defenceless, sure; no law
Afflicts, for law is their defence, and pow'r;
Yet me, Loves sheep, whom rigour needs not aw,
Wolf-Love, because defenceless, does devour:
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