Summary

Speculum Amantis

“ From William Corkine's Second Book of Airs, 1612.
AWAY, away! call back what you have said
When you did vow to live and die a maid:
O if you knew what chance to them befell
That dance about with bobtail apes in hell,
Yourself your virgin girdle would divide
And put aside the maiden veil that hides
The chiefest gem of nature; and would lie
Prostrate to every peasant that goes by,
Rather than undergo such shame: no tongue can tell
What injury is done to maids in hell.
[Pg 89]
From The Windsor Drollery, 1672.
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Speculum Amantis

“ The finest of all Cartwright's poems is here—the magnificent "Song of Dalliance"—beginning, "Hark, my Flora! Love doth call us." It is ascribed to Cartwright in the unique miscellany (preserved in the Bodleian) , Sportive Wit: the Muses' Merriment, 1656, but is not printed in his Works. Cartwright had a great reputation among his contemporaries. "My son, Cartwright," said Ben Jonson, "writes all like a man." "Cartwright was the utmost man could come to" in the opinion of that excellent prelate, Bishop Fell. All the wits of the age paid tributes to his memory. ”
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Speculum Amantis

“ To go and tumble, tumble, tumble, tumble
Up and down the meadow.
[Pg 83] Then the old wives fell a-laughing,
And held their sides with extreme coughing,
To see them tumble, tumble, tumble, tumble
Up and down the meadows.
From Wit Restored, 1658.
Women.
ONCE I must confess I loved
And expected love again,
But, so often as I proved,
My expectance was in vain.
Women joy to be attempted,
And do glory when they see
Themselves from love's force exempted,
And that men captived be.
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Source: Gutenberg

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