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With learned falshood most unkindly dreame
Of ev'ry Ghost; but like a beautious Beame.
The Lilly, and the Rose; which Lovers seeke,
Not on their stalks, but on their Ladies Cheeke;
Shall here not dare take root; nor yet the strange
And various Tulip; which so oft doth change
Her am'rous Colours to a diff'rent hew,
That yearly Men beleeve the Species New.
In stead of these; on ev'ry Bank I'le shew
(Blith on his stemme) the nice Adonis grow;
Who though, in's beauties warm'th belov'd of old;
His transmutation only makes him cold;
For the amazed Goddesse now perceives,
Him scarce so faire in's Flesh, as in his Leaves.
Then proud Narcissus; whose rare beauty had
Farre lesse excuse, and cause, to make him mad,
When in his owne Eyes, flourishing alive;
Than since he was become a Vegative.
With these, the jealous Crocus, and the chaste
Anemone, whose blushes ever last.
Now for a cooling Shade, what use have wee
Of the delightfull Lydian-Platan-Tree,
Of ev'ry Ghost; but like a beautious Beame.
The Lilly, and the Rose; which Lovers seeke,
Not on their stalks, but on their Ladies Cheeke;
Shall here not dare take root; nor yet the strange
And various Tulip; which so oft doth change
Her am'rous Colours to a diff'rent hew,
That yearly Men beleeve the Species New.
In stead of these; on ev'ry Bank I'le shew
(Blith on his stemme) the nice Adonis grow;
Who though, in's beauties warm'th belov'd of old;
His transmutation only makes him cold;
For the amazed Goddesse now perceives,
Him scarce so faire in's Flesh, as in his Leaves.
Then proud Narcissus; whose rare beauty had
Farre lesse excuse, and cause, to make him mad,
When in his owne Eyes, flourishing alive;
Than since he was become a Vegative.
With these, the jealous Crocus, and the chaste
Anemone, whose blushes ever last.
Now for a cooling Shade, what use have wee
Of the delightfull Lydian-Platan-Tree,
Which
