John Hall Poems

Romira, stay,
And run not thus like a young Roe away,
No enemie
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Pray let m' alone, what do you think can I
Be still, while Pamphlets thus like hailstons fly
About mine eares? when every other day
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MAkes Nature maps? since that in thee
Sh' has drawn an University,
Or strives she in so small a peece
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Palurus.
MY Antinetta though thou be
More white, then fome wherewith a wave
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Strange Chimistry! can dust and sand produce
So pure a body and Diaphanous;
Strange kind of Courtship! that the amorous Sun
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