libationary rituals

But now this visit of my soft warm hand in those so sensible parts had put every thing into such ungovernable fury that, disdaining all further preluding, and taking advantage of my commodious posture, he made the storm fall where I scarce patiently expected, and where he was sure to lay it

A man vvhom marks of condeſcending grace / Teach, vvhile they flatter him, his proper place, / VVho comes vvhen call'd, and at a vvord vvithdravvs, / Speaks vvith reſerve, and liſtens vvith applauſe, […]

Mispeake not al, for his amisse, there bin that keepen flocks, That never chose but once, nor yet beguiled love with mockes.