Argosy: The Short Story Magazine — page 100: what you’re looking at

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“GARDEN PLEASURES} PWR iy On She SVs Dn aul All the delights, which in these gardens grow ABRAHAM COWLEY In the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, The grey sinoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Flowers in the summer, Fires in the fail! ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Autumn Fires Grounds for Complaint In the feeldes and suburbes of the cities they haue gardens, and least they might bee espied in these open places, they haue their banquetting houses with galleries, turettes, and what not els therein sumpteously erected: wherein they may (and doubtlesse doe) many of them play the filthie persons. And for that their gardens are locked, some of them haue three or foure keyes a peece, whereof one they keepe for themselues, the other their paramours haue to goe in before them, least happely they might be percetued. Then to these gardens they repaire where they meeting their sweete heartes, receiue their wished desires. If they can speake with their dearlinges no where els, yet there they may bee sure to meete them, and to receiue the guerdon of their paines—they knowe what I meane. PHILIP StuBBEs, The Anatomie of Abuses comicloooks.comn)