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Now see, ye misbeliev;..' ^in.iers, 

 Ynur binody fhir.s, y mr saw -n Hmn'ers, 

 Asd rju.i' jboui your lugi, che ruin, 

 ThiC your dementei' f)lly drew on. 



MORAL. 



Eyperience ne'— ■ 5 s -.k. r tell': us. 



As whe:i fhe lifts her rung, a-ii tVlls us*. 



j\ WHSON, 



SONNET DE DON PEDRO CALDERON-. 



Ves efsa rosa, que tan bella, y pura 

 amanec'o a sev Reyia de las florcs ? 

 pu"s lunque armo de espinas sus coloresi 

 detendida vivio, mas no iegura. 



A tu Deid.id enignia sea non obscura, 

 d'jxindose veneer, porque no ignores, 

 qu.' au iquc armes tu liermosura de rigores 

 no arm.iras de impjfsibilidades tu hermo3ura» 



Si efsa rosa gosarse no dexara, 

 en cl b'lton d.nde nascio muriera, 

 y en el pompa, y fragrar.cia malograra. 



Rende pues, tu hermosura, y considera 

 quanto tuera rigor, que se ignorara 

 la edad de tu florida Primavera. 

 A trenslathn is requeued. 



' A SONNET BY DRUMMOXD OF HATHORNDEN, anno 16 16. 



1 KNOW that all beneath the moone decayes. 

 Arid wl^at by tr.ortalies in tliis world is brought, 

 In tirnc'i great periods fhall rcturne to nought, 



That fairest states have fatal! nights and dayes: 



1 k"ovv how all the muses heavenly layes; 



With toyle of spright which are so <karly bought, 

 As idle sounds, of few or none are sought. 



And that nought lighter is than airie praise. 



I know frail bcautie, like the purple flowre, 

 Tj which one morne of birth and death affords, 

 I That love a j irring is of mindcs accords, 



Where sense and w U iriv-;fsall reason's power. 

 Know what I list, th's all c'.nnot mce move, 

 But that, oh mce !. I both niu:t write and iovi'» 



•Our readefi, in general, wo hope will pardon ui for i".du!;ing' a yoimg 

 writer for ji:re, in Lis attcTift to display his cakr.A in this a '.cqjutcd, af- 

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