Lord John Wilmot

An age in her embraces
Would seem a winter's day;
When life and light, with envious haste,
Are torn and snatched away

Why dost thou shade thy lovely face
O
Does that eclipsing hand of thine
The sunshine of the Sun's enlivening eye

Quoth the Duchess of Cleveland to counselor Knight,"I'd fain have a prick, knew I how to come by't
I desire you'll be secret and give your advice:
Though c*** be not coy, reputation is nice
""To some cellar in Sodom Y...

I cannot change, as others do,
Though you unjustly scorn;
Since that poor swain that sighs for you,
For you alone was born

To this moment a rebel I throw down my arms,
Great Love, at first sight of Olinda's bright charms
Make proud and secure by such forces as these,
You may now play the tyrant as soon as you please

Nothing, thou elder brother even to shade,
That hadst a being ere the world was made,
And (well fixed) art alone of ending not afraid
Ere time and place were, time and place were not,

God bless our good and gracious kind,
Whose promise none relies on,
Who never said a foolish thing,
Nor ever did a wise one

All my past life is mine no more,
The flying hours are gone,
Like transitory dreams giv'n o'er,
Whose images are kept in

Here lies our Sovereign Lord the King,
Whose word no man relies on,
Who never said a foolish thing,
Nor ever did a wise one

My light thou art, without thy glorious
My eyes are darkened with eternal night;
My Love, thou art my way, my life, my light
Thou art my way,

Methinks I see you, newly
From your embroider'd Bed and pissing,
With studied mien and much grimace,
Present yourself before your glass,

At five this morn, when Phoebus raised his
From Thetis' lap,
I raised myself from bed,
And mounting steed,