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An Epithalamium On the marriage of Mr | An Epithalamium On the marriage of Mr | ||
Pote Bookseller at Eton to Miss Maria | |||
Kendall daughtr of Mr Kendall of the | Kendall daughtr of Mr Kendall of the | ||
Christopher Inn. [7 flourishes] | Christopher Inn. [7 flourishes] | ||
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Kings to thy arms, of joys, a boundless store | Kings to thy arms, of joys, a boundless store | ||
Had she been coy, in vain thy fortune made | Had she been coy, in vain thy fortune made | ||
Still hadst they ply'd the Typographic trade | |||
But ah! fair fate! nor cried she nor coy | But ah! fair fate! nor cried she nor coy | ||
Rejects th' assents; winds catch the joyful note, | Rejects th' assents; winds catch the joyful note, | ||
She smiles, accepts, and weds the happy Pote! | She smiles, accepts, and weds the happy Pote! | ||
Need I relate how gay to Church they hied | Need I relate how gay to Church they hied [this and next 2 lines bracketed] | ||
With looks of cordial comfort, side by side, | With looks of cordial comfort, side by side, | ||
And | And He the bridegroom was, & She the bride | ||
How fine his cloths, how gorgeous she was seen | How fine his cloths, how gorgeous she was seen | ||
Some say in pea, and some say in Kendal green | Some say in pea, and some say in Kendal green | ||
[nb: witht is an abbreviation of without] | |||
Latest revision as of 22:35, 17 July 2017
An Epithalamium On the marriage of Mr Pote Bookseller at Eton to Miss Maria Kendall daughtr of Mr Kendall of the Christopher Inn. [7 flourishes]
That were the few frail joys of mortal Life Witht that first, and best - a wedded wife Witht a wife, on whom thy soul might doat What were thy fate, O Man! or thine O Pote!
Miss Mary Kendall, Kendall, now no more Kings to thy arms, of joys, a boundless store Had she been coy, in vain thy fortune made Still hadst they ply'd the Typographic trade But ah! fair fate! nor cried she nor coy Rejects th' assents; winds catch the joyful note, She smiles, accepts, and weds the happy Pote! Need I relate how gay to Church they hied [this and next 2 lines bracketed] With looks of cordial comfort, side by side, And He the bridegroom was, & She the bride How fine his cloths, how gorgeous she was seen Some say in pea, and some say in Kendal green
[nb: witht is an abbreviation of without]