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Joys, as winged dreams, fly fast;
[In“ The Captain.”]
'Tis an arrow, 'tis a fire ;
'Tis a grave
Gapes to have
“ Tell me more, are women true ?”
Some are willing, some are strange,
And, till troth
Be in both,
“ Tell me more yet, can they grieve ?” Yes, and sicken sore, but live,
And be wise, and delay
66 Then I see
“ Faith will be “ Never till they both believe.”
[In“ The Elder Brother.") BEAUTY clear and fair, Where the air
Rather like a perfume dwells ; Where the violet and the rose Their blue veins in blush disclose,
And come to honour nothing else!
Where to live near
Is to live and still live new;
Make me live by serving you !
[In" A Wife for a Month.”]
Let those complain that feel Love's cruelty,
And in sad legends write their woes : With roses gently he has corrected me ;
My war is without rage or blows; My mistress' eyes shine fair on my desires, And hope springs up inflam'd with her new fires.
No more an exile will I dwell,
With folded arms and sighs all day,
And flinging my sweet joys away.
Yet what is living in her eye,
Or being blest with her sweet tongue, If these no other joys imply?
A golden gyve, a pleasing wrong.To be your own but one poor month, I'd give My youth, my fortune, and then leave to live.
(From his “ Poems,” 1640, 4to.]
SLEEP, old man! let silence charm thee ;
Dreaming slumbers overtake thee; Quiet thoughts, and darkness arm thee,
That no creaking do awake thee.
Phæbe hath put out her light,
All her shadows closing : Phoebe lends her horns to-night
To thy head's disposing.
Let no fatal bell nor clock
Pierce the hollow of thy ear: Tongueless be the early cock, Or what else
add a fear.
Let no rat, nor silly mouse
Move the senseless rushes; Nor a cough disturb this house
Till Aurora blushes.
Come, my sweet Corinna, come,
Laugh, and leave thy late deploring ! Sable midnight makes all dumb
But thy jealous husband's snoring;
And with thy sweet perfumed kisses
Entertain a stranger!
Got with greatest danger.
On the Life of Man. *
Like to the falling of a star,
* This is also contained in Bishop King's Poems, 1657.