an Heroick Poem.
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39.
In Camps now chiefly liv'd, where he did aim
At graver glory than Ambition breeds;
Designs that yet this story must not name,
Which with our Lombard Authours pace proceeds.
In Camps now chiefly liv'd, where he did aim
At graver glory than Ambition breeds;
Designs that yet this story must not name,
Which with our Lombard Authours pace proceeds.
40.
The King adopts this Duke in secret thought
To wed the Nations wealth, his onely child,
Whom Oswald as reward of merit sought,
With Hope, Ambition's common bait, beguild.
The King adopts this Duke in secret thought
To wed the Nations wealth, his onely child,
Whom Oswald as reward of merit sought,
With Hope, Ambition's common bait, beguild.
41.
This as his souls chief secret was unknown,
Lest Oswald that his proudest Army led
Should force possession ere his hopes were gone,
Who could not rest but in the royal bed.
This as his souls chief secret was unknown,
Lest Oswald that his proudest Army led
Should force possession ere his hopes were gone,
Who could not rest but in the royal bed.
42.
The Duke discern'd not that the King design'd
To chuse him Heir of all his victories;
Nor guess'd that for his love fair Rhodalind
Made sleep of late a stranger to her Eyes.
The Duke discern'd not that the King design'd
To chuse him Heir of all his victories;
Nor guess'd that for his love fair Rhodalind
Made sleep of late a stranger to her Eyes.
43.
Yet sadly it is sung that she in shades,
Mildly as mourning Doves love's sorrows felt;
Whilst in her secret tears her freshness fades
As Roses silently in Lymbecks melt.
Yet sadly it is sung that she in shades,
Mildly as mourning Doves love's sorrows felt;
Whilst in her secret tears her freshness fades
As Roses silently in Lymbecks melt.
44.
But who could know her love, whose jealous shame
Deny'd her Eyes the knowledge of her glass;
Who blushing thought Nature her self too blame
By whom Men guess of Maids more than the face.
But who could know her love, whose jealous shame
Deny'd her Eyes the knowledge of her glass;
Who blushing thought Nature her self too blame
By whom Men guess of Maids more than the face.
45.
Yet judge not that this Duke (though from his sight
With Maids first fears she did her passion hide)
Did need love's flame for his directing light,
But rather wants Ambition for his Guide.
Yet judge not that this Duke (though from his sight
With Maids first fears she did her passion hide)
Did need love's flame for his directing light,
But rather wants Ambition for his Guide.
Love's
