CARTWRIGHT'S Poems seem to me very indifferent: The first is a Panegyrick on the famous Beauty of King Charles the First his Court; Lucy, Countess of Carlisle. He has a Copy of Verses upon Mr. Stoker's Art of Vaulting.
To Lydia, whom Men observed to make too much of him, Stanza 3.
You say you ought howe'er to do
The same Thing still; I say so too.
Let Tongues be free, say what they will
Say, our Love's loud; but let's love still.
I hate a secret stifled Flame,
Let yours and mine have Sound and Name;
Who censures what's 'twixt us, I see,
Condemns not you, but envies me.
He has a Copy of Verses on Sir Francis Kynaston's Translation of Troilus and Cressida.