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II。 Off with that crowned Venice； 'Till all the house doth flame； Wee'l quench it straight in Rhenish； Or what we must not name。 Milk lightning still asswageth； So when our fury rageth； As th' only means to cross it； Wee'l drown it in love's posset。
III。 Love never was well…willer Unto my nag or mee； Ne'r watter'd us ith' cellar； But the cheap buttery。 At th' head of his own barrells； Where broach'd are all his quarrels； Should a true noble master Still make his guest his taster。
IV。 See； all the world how't staggers； More ugly drunk then we； As if far gone in daggers And blood it seem'd to be。 We drink our glass of roses； Which nought but sweets discloses： Then in our loyal chamber Refresh us with love's amber。
V。 Now tell me； thou fair cripple； That dumb canst scarcely see Th' almightinesse of tipple； And th' ods 'twixt thee and thee； What of Elizium's missing； Still drinking and still kissing； Adoring plump October； Lord！ what is man； and sober？
VI。 Now； is there such a trifle As honour； the fools gyant； What is there left to rifle； When wine makes all parts plyant？ Let others glory follow； In their false riches wallow； And with their grief be merry： Leave me but love and sherry。
QU。 a crowned goblet of Venice glass。
i。e。 if。
THE FALCON。
Fair Princesse of the spacious air； That hast vouchsaf'd acquaintance here； With us are quarter'd below stairs； That can reach heav'n with nought but pray'rs； Who； when our activ'st wings we try； Advance a foot into the sky。
Bright heir t' th' bird imperial； From whose avenging penons fall Thunder and lightning twisted spun！ Brave cousin…german to the Sun！ That didst forsake thy throne and sphere； To be an humble pris'ner here； And for a pirch of her soft hand； Resign the royal woods' command。
How often would'st thou shoot heav'ns ark； Then mount thy self into a lark； And after our short faint eyes call； When now a fly； now nought at all！ Then stoop so swift unto our sence； As thou wert sent intelligence！
Free beauteous slave； thy happy feet In silver fetters vervails meet； And trample on that noble wrist； The gods have kneel'd in vain t' have kist。 But gaze not； bold deceived spye； Too much oth' lustre of her eye； The Sun thou dost out stare； alas！ Winks at the glory of her face。
Be safe then in thy velvet helm； Her looks are calms that do orewhelm； Then the Arabian bird more blest； Chafe in the spicery of her breast； And loose you in her breath a wind Sow'rs the delicious gales of Inde。
But now a quill from thine own wing I pluck； thy lofty fate to sing； Whilst we behold the varions fight With mingled pleasure and affright； The humbler hinds do fall to pray'r； As when an army's seen i' th' air； And the prophetick spannels run； And howle thy epicedium。
The heron mounted doth appear On his own Peg'sus a lanceer； And seems； on earth when he doth hut； A proper halberdier on foot； Secure i' th' moore； about to sup； The dogs have beat his quarters up。
And now he takes the open air； Drawes up his wings with tactick care； Whilst th' expert falcon swift doth climbe In subtle mazes serpentine； And to advantage closely twin'd She gets the upper sky and wind； Where she dissembles to invade； And lies a pol'tick ambuscade。
The hedg'd…in heron； whom the foe Awaits above； and dogs below； In his fortification lies； And makes him ready for surprize； When roused with a shrill alarm； Was shouted from beneath： they arm。
The falcon charges at first view With her brigade of talons； through Whose shoots； the wary heron beat With a well counterwheel'd retreat。 But the bold gen'ral； never lost； Hath won again her airy post； Who； wild in this affront； now fryes； Then gives a volley of her eyes。
The desp'rate heron now contracts In one design all former facts； Noble； he is resolv'd to fall； His and his en'mies funerall； And （to be rid of her） to dy； A publick martyr of the sky。
When now he turns his last to wreak The palizadoes of his beak； The raging foe impatient； Wrack'd with revenge； and fury rent； Swift as the thunderbolt he strikes Too sure upon the stand of pikes； There she his naked breast doth hit； And on the case of rapiers's split。
But ev'n in her expiring pangs The heron's pounc'd within her phangs； And so above she stoops to rise； A trophee and a sacrifice； Whilst her own bells in the sad fall Ring out the double funerall。
Ah； victory； unhap'ly wonne！ Weeping and red is set the Sun； Whilst the whole field floats in one tear； And all the air doth mourning wear。 Close…hooded all thy kindred come To pay their vows upon thy tombe； The hobby and the musket too Do march to take their last adieu。
The lanner and the lanneret Thy colours bear as banneret； The GOSHAWK and her TERCEL rows'd With tears attend thee as new bows'd； All these are in their dark array； Led by the various herald…jay。
But thy eternal name shall live Whilst quills from ashes fame reprieve； Whilst open stands renown's wide dore； And wings are left on which to soar； Doctor robbin； the prelate pye； And the poetick swan； shall dye； Only to sing thy elegie。
i。e。 VERVELS。 See Halliwell's DICTIONARY OF ARCHAIC AND PROVINCIAL WORDS； art。 VERVEL。
A kind of falcon。 It is the FALCO SUBBUTEO of Linnaeus。 Lyly； in his EUPHUES （1579； fol。 28）； makes Lucilla say 〃No birde can looke agains the Sunne； but those that bee bredde of the eagle； neyther any hawke soare so hie as the broode of the hobbie。〃
〃Then rouse thee； muse； each little hobby plies At scarabes and painted butterflies。〃 Wither's ABUSES STRIPT AND WHIPT； 1613。
The young male sparrow…hawk。
The FALCO LANIARIUS of Linnaeus。
The female of the LANNER。 Latham （Faulconrie； lib。 ii。 chap。 v。 ed。 1658）； explains the difference between the LANNER and the GOSHAWK。
Here used for the female of the goshawk。 TIERCEL and TASSEL are other forms of the same word。 See Strutt's SPORTS AND PASTIMES； ed。 Hone； 1845； p。 37。
LOVE MADE IN THE FIRST AGE。
TO CHLORIS。
I。 In the nativity of time； Chloris！ it was not thought a crime In direct Hebrew for to woe。 Now wee make love； as all on fire； Ring retrograde our lowd desire； And court in English backward too。
II。 Thrice happy was that golden age； When complement was constru'd rage； And fine words in the center hid； When cursed NO stain'd no maid's blisse； And all discourse was summ'd in YES； And nought forbad； but to forbid。
III。 Love then unstinted love did sip； And cherries pluck'd fresh from the lip； On cheeks and roses free he fed； Lasses； like Autumne plums； did drop； And lads indifferently did drop A flower and a maiden…head。
IV。 Then unconfined each did tipple Wine from the bunch； milk from the nipple； Paps tractable as udders were。 Then equally the wholsome jellies Were squeez'd from olive…trees and bellies： Nor suits of trespasse did they fear。
V。 A fragrant bank of strawberries； Diaper'd with violets' eyes； Was table； table…cloth and fare； No palace to the clouds did swell； Each humble princesse then did dwell In the Piazza of her hair。
VI。 Both broken faith and th' cause of it； All…damning gold； was damn'd to th' pit； Their troth seal'd with a clasp and kisse； Lasted until that extreem day； In which they smil'd their souls away； And in each other breath'd new blisse。
VII。 Because no fault； there was no tear； No grone did grate the granting ear； No false foul breath； their del'cat smell。 No serpent kiss poyson'd the tast； Each touch was naturally chast； And their mere Sense a Miracle。
VIII。 Naked as their own innocence； And unembroyder'd from offence； They went； above poor riches； gay； On softer than the cignet's down； In beds they tumbled off their own： For each within the other lay。
IX。 Thus did they live： thus did they love； Repeating only joyes above； And angels were but wi