- 1. The World
Wee falsely think it due unto our friends,
That we should grieve for their too early ends:
He that surveys the world with serious eys,
And stripps Her from her grosse and weak disguise,
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- 2. L'amitie: To Mrs. M. Awbrey.
Soule of my soule! my Joy, my crown, my friend!
A name which all the rest doth comprehend;
How happy are we now, whose sols are grown,
By an incomparable mixture, One:
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- 3. La Solitude De St. Amant /la Solitude A Alcidon /
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O! Solitude, my sweetest choice
Places devoted to the night,
Remote from tumult, and from noise,
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- 4. 6th April 1651 L'amitie: To Mrs. M. Awbrey
Soule of my soule! my Joy, my crown, my friend!
A name which all the rest doth comprehend;
How happy are we now, whose sols are grown,
By an incomparable mixture, One:
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- 5. Friendship's Mystery, To My Dearest Lucasia
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COme, my Lucasia, since we see
That Miracles Mens faith do move,
By wonder and by prodigy
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- 6. Orinda Upon Little Hector Philips
Twice forty months of Wedlock did I stay,
Then had my vows crown'd with a Lovely boy,
And yet in forty days he dropt away,
O swift Visissitude of humane joy.
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- 7. Friendships Mystery, To My Dearest Lucasia
Come, my Lucasia, since we see
That miracles Men's Faith do move,
By wonder and by prodigy
To the dull angry World let's prove
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- 8. Content, To My Dearest Lucasia
Content, the false World's best disguise,
The search and faction of the Wise,
Is so abstruse and hid in night,
That, like that Fairy Red-cross Knight,
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