Oldham, John (1653-1683)

To the Memory of Mr. Charles Morwent. A Pindarique. [from The Works]

London

Printed for Jo. Hindmarsh

1684

"Love only in their stead took up its Rest; / Nature made that thy constant Guest, / And seem'd to form no other Passion for thy Breast."

Nor were these Fruits in a rough Soil bestown
As Gemms are thick'st in rugged Quarries sown.
Good Nature and good parts so shar'd thy mind,
A Muse and Grace were so combin'd,
'Twas hard to guess which with most Lustre shin'd.
A Genius did thy whole Comportment act,
Whose charming Complaisance did so attract,
As every Heart attack'd.
Such a soft Air thy well-tun'd Sweetness sway'd,
As told thy Soul of Harmony was made;
All rude Affections that Disturbers be,
That mar or disunite Society,
Were Foreiners to thee.
Love only in their stead took up its Rest;
Nature made that thy constant Guest,
And seem'd to form no other Passion for thy Breast.

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20 entries in ESTC (1684, 1686, 1692, 1693, 1694, 1695, 1698, 1703, 1704, 1710, 1722, 1770).

Text from The Works of Mr. John Oldham, Together with his Remains (London: Printed for Jo. Hindmarsh, 1684).

03/15/2006