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The door being open'd, strait they found

The virgin stretch'd along :
Two dreadful snakes had wrapt her round,

Which her to death had stung.

One round her legs, her thighs, her wast,

Had twin'd his fatal wreath:
The other close her neck embrac'd,

And stopt her gentle breath.

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The snakes, being from her body thrust,

Their bellies were so fill’d,
That with excess of blood they burst,

Thus with their prey were kill’d.

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IX.

JEALOUSY, TYRANT OF THE MIND.

This Song is by DRYDEN, being inserted in his TragiComedy of Love TRIUMPHANT, &c. - On account of the subject, it is inserted here,

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HAT state of life can be so blest,
As love that warms the gentle brest;
Two souls in one; the same desire
To grant the bliss, and to require ?
If in this heaven a hell we find,

Tis all from thee,

O Jealousie !
Thou tyrant, tyrant of the mind.

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All other ills, though sharp they prove,
Serve to refine and perfect love:
In absence, or unkind disdaine,
Sweet hope relieves the lovers paine :
But, oh, no cure but death we find

To sett us free

From jealousie,
Thou tyrant, tyrant of the mind.

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False in thy glass all objects are,
Some sett too near, and some too far :
Thou art the fire of endless night,
The fire that burns, and gives no light.
All torments of the damn'd we find

In only thee,

O Jealousie!
Thou tyrant, tyrant of the mind.

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CONSTANT PENELOPE.

The ladies are indebted for the following notable documents to the Pepys Collection, where the original is preserved in black-letter, and is intitled, "A Looking

glass for Ladies, or a Mirrour for Married Women. “Tune, Queen Dido, or Troy town.”

When Greeks and Trojans fell at strife,

And lards in armour bright were seen ;
When many a gallant lost his life

About fair Hellen, beauty's queen;
Ulysses, general so free,
Did leave his dear Penelope.

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When she this wofull news did hear,

That he would to the warrs of Troy;
For grief she shed full many a tear,

At parting from her only joy:
Her ladies all about her came,
To comfort up this Grecian dame.

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Ulysses, with a heavy heart,

Unto her then did mildly say,
The time is come that we must part;

My honour calls me hence away;
Yet in my absence, dearest, be
My constant wife, Penelope,

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Let me no longer live, she sayd,

Then to my lord I true remain; My honour shall not be betray'd

Until I see my love again; For I will ever constant prove, As is the loyal turtle-dove.

Thus did they part with heavy chear,

And to the ships his way he took ; Her tender eyes dropt many a tear ;

Still casting many a longing look: She saw him on the surges glide, And unto Neptune thus she cry'd :

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Thou god, whose power is in the deep,

And rulest in the ocean main,
My loving lord in safety keep

Till he return to me again :
That I his person may behold,
To me more precious far than gold.

Then straight the ships with nimble sails

Were all convey'd out of her sight: Her cruel fate she then bewails,

Since she had lost her hearts delight. Now shall my practice be, quoth she, True vertue and humility.

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