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Mean time, whilst every verdant thing
Itself does at thy beauty charm,
Reform the errors of the Spring ;
Make that the tulips may have share
Of sweetness, seeing they are fair,
And roses of their thorns disarm ;

But most procure
That violets may a longer age endure.

But O young beauty of the woods,
Whom Nature courts with fruits and Aowers,
Gather the flowers, but spare the buds ;
Lest FLORA, angry at thy crime
To kill her infants in their prime,
Should quickly make th' example yours ;

And ere we see-
Nip in the blossom-all our hopes and thee.

A. Marvell

CVI

CHILD AND MAIDEN

Ah, Chloris ! could I now but sit

As unconcern'd as when
Your infant beauty could beget

No happiness or pain !
When I the dawn used to admire,

And praised the coming day,
I little thought the rising fire

Would take my rest away.
Your charms in harmless childhood lay

Like metals in a mine ;
Age from no face takes more away

Than youth conceal'd in thine.
But as your charms insensibly

To their perfection prest,
So love as un perceived did Ay,

And center'd in my breast.

My passion with your beauty grew,

While Cupid at my heart,
Still as his mother favour'd you,

Threw a new flaming dart :
Each gloried in their wanton part ;

To make a lover, he
Employ'd the utmost of his art-
To make a beauty, she.

Sir C. Sedley

CVII

CONSTANCY

I cannot change, as others do,

Though you unjustly scorn,
Since that poor swain that sighs for you,

For you alone was born ;
No, hyllis, no, your heart to move

A surer way I'll try, -
And to revenge my slighted love,

Will still love on, and die.
When, kill'd with grief, Amintas lies,

And you to mind shall call
The sighs that now unpitied rise,

The tears that vainly fall,
That welcome hour that ends his smart

Will then begin your pain,
For such a faithful tender heart
Can never break in vain.

J. not, Earl of Rochester

CVIII

COUNSEL TO GIRLS

Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,

Old Time is still a-flying :
And this same flower that smiles to-day,

To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious Lamp of Heaven, the Sun,

The higher he's a-getting
The sooner will his race be run,

And nearer he's to setting.
That age is best which is the first,

When youth and blood are warmer ;
But being spent, the worse, and worst

Times, still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time ;

And while ye may, go marry :
For having lost but once your prime,
You may for ever tarry.

R. Herrick

CIX

TO LUCASTA, ON GOING TO THE WARS

Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind

That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind,

To war and arms I fly.
True, a new mistress now I chase,

The first foe in the field ;
And with a stronger faith embrace

A sword, a horse, a shield.
Yet this inconstancy is such

As you too shall adore ;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
Loved I not Honour more.

Colonel Lovelace

CX

ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA
You meaner beauties of the night,

That poorly satisfy our eyes
More by your number than your light,

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You common people of the skies,
What are you, when the Moon shall rise ?
You curious chanters of the wood

That warble forth dame Nature's lays,
Thinking your passions understood

By your weak accents; what's your praise
When Philomel her voice doth raise ?
You violets i hat first appear,

By your pure purple mantles known
Like the proud virgins of the year,

As if the spring were all your own,What are you, when the Rose is blown ? So when my Mistress shall be seen

In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen,

Tell me, if she were not design'd Th' eclipse and glory of her kind ?

Sir H. Wotton

CXI

TO THE LADY MARGARET LEY Daughter to that good Earl, once President Of England's Council and her Treasury, Who lived in both, unstain'd with gold or see, And left them both, more in himself content, Till the sad breaking of that Parliament Broke him, as that dishonest victory At Chaeroneia, fatal to liberty, Killid with report that old man eloquent ; Though later born than to have known the days Wherein your father flourish'd, yet by you, Madam, methinks I see him living yet; So well your words his noble virtues praise, That all both judge you to relate them true, And to possess them, honour'd Margaret.

J. Milton

"4E "LUE ZEICTY
He hai 'oves a rosy cheek

Le vrai P dumires,
Urlou starake eves coth seek

leto maintain iis tires;

vad sime makes inese decay, Sus lauca nust waste away. Bu muh Rd steadfast mind,

Lienile nougats, ni caim desires,
Ileants with cuai ove combinect,

Knule rever-iying ires :-
Where these are not, I despise
Luvely cheeks or lips or eves.

T. Cutremu

CXIII

TO DIAVEJIE Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes Which starlike sparkle in their skies; Nor be you proud, that you can see All hearts your captives; yours yet free : Be you not proud of that rich hair Which wantons with the lovesick air ; Whenas that ruby which you wear, Sunk from the tip of your soft ear, Will last to be a precious stone When all your world of beauty's gone,

R. Herrick

CXIV

Love in thy youth, fair Maid, te wise ;

Old Time will make thee colder, And though each morning new arise

Yet we each day grow older.

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