Poems from the works of Charles Cotton; newly decorated by Claud Lovat Fraser . 46. There under Ground a MagazineOf Sovereign juice is coUard in,Liquor that will the Seige maintainShoud Phoebus neer return again. Till that, that gives the Poet thaws the gellyd Blood of Age;Matures the Young, restores the Old,And makes the feinting Coward bold. It lays the careful Head to Palpitations in the Breast,Renders our Lives misfortune Sweet,And Venus frolick in the Sheet. Then let the chill Sciorocco gird us round with Hills of Snow;Or else go whistle to the Shoar,And make


Poems from the works of Charles Cotton; newly decorated by Claud Lovat Fraser . 46. There under Ground a MagazineOf Sovereign juice is coUard in,Liquor that will the Seige maintainShoud Phoebus neer return again. Till that, that gives the Poet thaws the gellyd Blood of Age;Matures the Young, restores the Old,And makes the feinting Coward bold. It lays the careful Head to Palpitations in the Breast,Renders our Lives misfortune Sweet,And Venus frolick in the Sheet. Then let the chill Sciorocco gird us round with Hills of Snow;Or else go whistle to the Shoar,And make the hollow Mountains roar. Whilst we together jovial sitCareless and Crownd with Mirth and Wit;Where, though bleak Winds confine us Home,Our fancies round the World shall roam.


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