Fancies Phaenix,
OR,
The Peerless Paragon of the times,
Being a Young gallants description of a Lady which had setled
his thoughts on her, resolving never to change nor love any other beauty
or face in the World,
And is perswaded if there be,
A Phaenix in the world tis she.
To an amorous new Tune.
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COme all you Batshelors so brave.
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that spend your time in Cupids court,
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And with your complements do crave,
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with many Ladies for to sport.
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I am contary to your mind,
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I court but one and she is unkind.
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She is vertuous chast and if there be,
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a Phaenix in this world tis she.
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I m[u]st confess I am in love
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although I thought I never should,
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But sure she was sent from above,
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and made of natures chiefest mould,
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So pure, so fair, so alldivine,
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Ile quit the world to make her mine,
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She is vertuous chast and if there be, etc.
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I little thought I ever could,
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by any beauty ere be won,
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Nor can I now if that I would,
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remove my mind on any one,
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No wealth no beauty nor no face,
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my fixed thoughts from he[r] displace,
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She is vertuous chast and if there be, etc.
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Do you not see the stars retreat,
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when Sol salute the sky so clear,
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So must all beauties near so great,
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shrink and with draw when she appear,
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So bright so clear that all may say,
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tis fair Rofelia claims the day.
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She is vertuous chast and if there be, etc.
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Her bashful cheeks with blushing sweet
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casts such a vermilion die,
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That Rose and Lilly there doth meet,
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each striving for the victory.
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So rare so pure youl scarce believe,
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Dame Nature could such colours give,
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She is vertuous chast and if there be, etc.
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Her eys like s[p]arks of Diamonds clear,
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such clanches caste in modest sort.
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No wantonness in them apear,
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yet Cupid sure keeps hi[s] court,
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Twas from her eys we sho[w] this dart,
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that thus hath pierced my love sick heart,
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She is vertuous chast and if there be,
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A Phaenix in the world tis she,
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The second part to the same Tune.
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BUt stay my muse what need have,
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to praise her beauty in such sort.
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When as her fame abroad doth fly.
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more then I can of she report:
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Were she to me as kind as fair
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Then might I live and no despair,
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For sure I think if that there be,
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a Phaenix in the world tis she.
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For she desires to be alone,
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and never to participate,
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Her love (she saith) to any one,
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but single live without a Male:
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Such thoughts I think in few remain
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yet doth in her the mores my pai[n],
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Then sure I think if that there be,
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a Phaenix in the world tis she,
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Cruel she is to none I hear,
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no more she is not unto me,
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Nor proud she is not that is rare,
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youl say in women for to be:
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Shes courteous lovely, chast and fair
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tis few that can with her compare,
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For sure I think if that there be,
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a Phaenix in this worlst tis she,
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Then if she Phaenix like will live,
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and die alone [I] am content,
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My heart to her Ile freely give,
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unto no other Ile consent,
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But in her flames my heart shall burn
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[and Phaenix like to ashes turn
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For it is her, and none but she,
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by whom I must revived be.
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And if she will not yeild at last,
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but still her resolution hold,
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I will no[t] think my time ill spent,
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nor yet my love shall neer wax cold,
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To stay for such a one as she,
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I [th]ink no time there lost will be,
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Ide [b]etter with my fanc[y] [?]
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th[?]
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If th[at you needs would know of me]
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w[hereas this Phenix doth abide]
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For [that I must excused be]
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ye[t near the Strand she doth reside]
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No [other notice will I give]
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to [any one whilst I do live,]
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Pnd [it she doth a Phaenix dye]
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lo[ok in her ashes there am I.]
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You [roving Batchelors that be]
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res[olved for to spend your time,]
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in se[veral Maiden company]
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wh[en as their beauty are in prime,]
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Bew[are, beware, let virtue guide]
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she [to a Maid to make thy Bride:]
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Let n[ot her beauty tempt your eye,]
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lest [vertue too in her you spye.]
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I must [depart time calls away]
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[I cannot now express my mind,]
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This [Song is long enough youl say]
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unl[ess that she did prove more kind]
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Shes [vertuous, chaste, and therefore]
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reso[lvd to love her till I die]
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For su[re I think if that there be,]
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A P[haenix in the world tis she.]
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