Just to the time, not with the time exchanged, Never believe, though in my nature reign'd For nothing this wide universe I call, T XIV me, fair Friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride; Such seems your beauty still. Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial hand, For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred, XV DIAPHENIA IAPHENIA like the daffadowndilly, Heigh ho, how I do love thee! Are beloved of their dams; How blest were I if thou wouldst prove me. Diaphenia like the spreading roses, Loves the sun's life-giving power; For dead, thy breath to life might move me. Diaphenia like to all things blessed As the birds do love the spring, H. Constable L' XVI ROSALINE IKE to the clear in highest sphere Where all imperial glory shines, Of selfsame colour is her hair Whether unfolded, or in twines : Her eyes are sapphires set in snow, Heigh ho, would she were mine! Her cheeks are like the blushing cloud Or like the silver crimson shroud Her lips are like two budded roses Heigh ho, would she were mine! Her neck is like a stately tower Her paps are centres of delight, Her breasts are orbs of heavenly frame, Where Nature moulds the dew of light To feed perfection with the same : Heigh ho, would she were mine! With orient pearl, with ruby red, Her body every way is fed, Yet soft in touch and sweet in view: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline ! Nature herself her shape admires ; Then muse not, Nymphs, though I bemoan Since for a fair there's fairer none, Nor for her virtues so divine: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline; Heigh ho, my heart! would God that she were mine! XVII T. Lodge B COLIN EAUTY sat bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her; The winds blew calm, the birds did sing, My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye But better memory said, fie! So vain desire was chidden :- Hey nonny nonny! Into a slumber then I fell, When fond imagination Seemed to see, but could not tell Her feature or her fashion. But ev'n as babes in dreams do smile, So I awaked, as wise this while Hey nonny nonny O! Hey nonny nonny ! The Shepherd Tonie XVIII TO HIS LOVE HALL I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date : Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, XIX TO HIS LOVE HEN in the chronicle of wasted time WHE I see descriptions of the fairest wights, |