Vulgar words in Minor Poems of Michael Drayton (Page 1)
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And thus, if thou be not of humaine kinde, A Bastard on both sides needes must thou be; Our Lawes allow no land to basterdy: By natures Lawes we thee a bastard finde.
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Then hence to heauen, vnkind, for thy childs part: Goe bastard goe, for sure of thence thou art.
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36 _Cupid coniured_ Thou purblind Boy, since thou hast been so slacke To wound her Heart, whose Eyes haue wounded me, And suff'red her to glory in my Wracke, Thus to my aid, I lastly coniure thee; By Hellish _Styx_ (by which the THUND'RER sweares) By thy faire Mothers vnauoided Power, By HECAT'S Names, by PROSERPINE'S sad Teares, When she was rapt to the infernall Bower, By thine own loued PSYCHES, by the Fires Spent on thine Altars, flaming vp to Heau'n; By all the Louers Sighes, Vowes, and Desires, By all the Wounds that euer thou hast giu'n; I coniure thee by all that I haue nam'd, To make her loue, or CUPID be thou damn'd.
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Yes, and you meane, I shall complaine my loue To grauell'd Walkes, or to a stupid Groue, Now your companions; and that you the while (As you are cruell) will sit by and smile, To make me write to these, while Passers by, Sleightly looke in your louely face, where I See Beauties heauen, whilst silly blockheads, they Like laden Asses, plod vpon their way, 80 And wonder not, as you should point a Clowne Vp to the _Guards_, or _Ariadnes_ Crowne; Of Constellations, and his dulnesse tell.
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He that by riot, of a mighty rent, Hath his late goodly Patrimony spent, And into base and wilfull beggery run This man as he some glorious acte had done, With some great pension, or rich guift releeu'd, 80 When he that hath by industry atchieu'd Some noble thing, contemned and disgrac'd, In the forlorne hope of the times is plac'd, As though that God had carelessely left all That being hath on this terrestriall ball, To fortunes guiding, nor would haue to doe With man, nor aught that doth belong him to, Or at the least God hauing giuen more Power to the Deuill, then he did of yore, Ouer this world: the feind as he doth hate 90 The vertuous man; maligning his estate, All noble things, and would haue by his will, To be damn'd with him, vsing all his skill, By his blacke hellish ministers to vexe All worthy men, and strangely to perplexe Their constancie, there by them so to fright, That they should yeeld them wholely to his might.
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But of these things I vainely doe but tell, Where hell is heauen, and heau'n is now turn'd hell; Where that which lately blasphemy hath bin, 100 Now godlinesse, much lesse accounted sin; And a long while I greatly meruail'd why Buffoons and Bawdes should hourely multiply, Till that of late I construed it that they To present thrift had got the perfect way, When I concluded by their odious crimes, It was for vs no thriuing in these times.