Diana's Darling, Or
The Modish Courtier.
The fair Diana whom the amorous Swains,
Had strove to vanquish with a deal of pains,
At last by Hylas modish courtship prest,
Grants him that favour she deny'd the rest,
By whose Examples future Lovers may,
Learn by what means their Mistress to enjoy.
To an excellent new Tune much in request called Dianas a nymph.
With Allowance.
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DIana's a Nymph so chast and so fair
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That Venus herself may not with her compare,
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Tho Venus herself she hath had the great praise,
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The same it is altered and chang'd now a days,
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Then ever hereafter all honor and fame,
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Dianas great Name.
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Diana's a Nymph so happy and free
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There's none so delightful and pleasant as she,
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In beauty excelling the rest of her Sex,
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Which she knows in her mind they do daily perplex
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame,
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Dianas great Name.
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Diana has breasts, Diana has eyes
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Would summon the surlist of stoicks to rise;
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Once seeing her face hee'd be cinnick no more,
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But leave his close Cell and straight fall to adore,
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame,
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Diana's great Name.
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Diana's soft touch with her delicate hand,
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Would make the morosest of Hermits to stand
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Amazed to feel what an amorous rage,
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Her grasp would infuse into wrinked old age,
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Dianas great Name.
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A cripple that halts, and never had gone,
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In time out of mind from his smoky old home,
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Would slight his old pain and his Crutches despise.
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And father his cure on Diana's bright eyes,
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame,
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Dianas great Name.
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In Diana when ere she resolves to be kind
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Such wraptures of pleasure her Lover may find,
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As deny him the leisure to weigh the blest fate,
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Or think there is any such Heav'n as that.
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame,
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Dianas great Name.
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Both Silvia and Juno and Celia appear
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Like dowdies deform'd when Diana draws near,
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Her beams like the Suns in the firmament shine,
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They scarce look like Mortals whilst she seems divine
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame.
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Diana's great name.
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Diana one Morn I saw in a Grove,
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And told her in short of my passionate love,
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At first with a frown she my Language did hear,
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But still I proceeded with pleasure and fear.
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame,
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Diana's great name.
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I sang it so loud Diana did smile,
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And I feasted my soul on her beauties the while
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Ah fair one forbear to be cruel said I,
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And save you poor Hilas thats going to dye.
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame.
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Diana's great name.
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The Beauty stood mute whilst I lean'd on her breast,
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Where thrusting my hand somewhat lower I prest
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Ah Diana said I, might I chose the great bliss,
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To be found in the World I should think it were this.
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame,
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Diana's great name.
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She blusht all the while my stragling hand,
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Was plung'd heart in her bosom & then command
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That I the sweet pleasure should that time forbear,
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Because we beheld a young shepherd draw near.
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame,
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Shall be render'd be rende'rd to Diana's great name.
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With that we went both to a Neigh'bring shade,
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Which Nature on purpose for Lovers had made,
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Where th' amorous Trees did so kindly combine,
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That nought but Diana's bright beauty could shine.
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame,
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Dianas great name.
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I prest her again to grant the sweet bliss,
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She smil'd and her heavenly answer was this,
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The care longs to you; my dear Hilas to you,
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That yo do not a harmless young Virgin undo.
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame,
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Diana's great name
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With that in the dark more pleasing then light,
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We fell to such soft & amazing Delight
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That the Gods tho much better they be
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In vain did oft wish tho to be happy as we.
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Then ever hereafter all honour and fame.
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Shall be render'd be render'd to Diana's great name.
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